#then more dramatic breakdancing

[orangedogsquad]

Break dancing boy

[kaileedraws]

Introduction: Adrien Agreste

Hey fellow miraculers! Here’s Adrien and a little about how he’s going to be portrayed in this AU. I’ll list the characteristics and/or problems that I saw in the show and then delve into how I’m going to take things here. Most of the issues I found in his character is just that his issues aren’t really talked about, but the subtext of a great character is there and he definitely has main character potential

1. His outfit

This is honestly a budget issue/creating recognizable characters for the show, but like all characters, I want to see more Gabriel Agreste fashion on him.

2. Love interest or main character?

In the show, it’s said that he’s the main character, but he doesn’t appear as such. A lot of his emotions, struggles, and life isn’t delved into as much as Marinette, yet he has so much potential. He’s a teenage Rapunzel trapped in a tower waiting for his ladybug in shining armor to come save him. I want to explore not only his fears of losing his freedom, but also his experimentation with rebellion and standing up to his father.

3. Adrien as a Model

In the show, his life as a model isn’t talked about really much, he just thinks it’s boring and it’s a nuisance to him. However, with some research, I discovered how horrible it can be. For one, Adrien would become desensitized to personal space and being touched without permission, putting him into awkward positions in his job and even with classmates. He would get taken advantage of a lot easier. As a model and celebrity, Adrien would also experience Parasocial Confusion — which is when a celebrity has difficulty distinguishing between genuine personal connections/love and relationships/infatuations of fans. This would make relationships with him incredibly difficult.

Additionally, model assault is a huge thing in the fashion industry. Unfortunately, because Adrien is such a pushover and people pleaser, this puts him up to be a prime target for abuse that he probably thinks is just normal (yes this happens, I promise, it sucks.) I want to see a huge character arc with him learning about personal boundaries and learning how to enforce them, with his friends teaching him what is Ok and what is not socially.

4. His personality before his mother dies

If I’m not mistaken, I don’t think we ever get much insight into how Adrien is like before Emilie “disappears.” From what we know about her, she is a princess and an actress, which brings me to my headcanon:

Emilie brought Adrien up on broadway shows, fairytales, and romances — this would explain why he has an “old fashioned” ideology that “boys save girls” (S3E3). This would also explain his gentlemanly behavior— like he was literally written/taught his behavior by a princess (he was. Her name is Emilie).

Inspired by musical theatre and the arts, Adrien began to take dance classes, where he meets Chloe Bourgeois — Emilie is to blame for this, and Gabriel would rather him take fencing, but he gives in. Chloe and Adrien become childhood friends through dance and being partnered often is how they became so close. Based on his “breakdancing” moves as Chat Noir, I think it would also be reasonable that he took other forms of dance too, like hiphop.

As Emilie started to get sicker and sicker, his ambitions for dance and the arts faded. He began fencing like his father wanted to and abandoned dancing. He and Chloe still remained close friends — as this was the only friend he was allowed to have. Gabriel knew Chloe’s dad, after all.

Although Emilie was portrayed to be kind, beautiful, and caring, it’s easy to paint memories of a person better than they actually were. Although she was those things, Emilie also was dramatic, hotheaded, and emotional. If Adrien did something wrong, she’d be quick to scold him harshly, but then just as quick to apologize for her outburst. Toward the end of her life, she was also rather absent from Adrien’s life, as she didn’t have much energy to take care of him anymore. It was difficult for her to take care of him as she got more and more sick, and he would often try to be the best little boy he could because he didn’t want to be a burden on top of her sickness. I mean remember, the last 3 years his dad had gotten him a freaking PEN for his birthday. This occurred when Emilie was still alive.

The person who raised him the most was Nathalie — as his mother became weak, and Gabriel became absent

5. Mental health and coping so he isn’t akumatized

Headcanon that to keep himself from being akumatized, Gabriel has him talk to a counselor who prescribes him multiple medications that work a little TOO well. Meaning? Let’s just say that he starts to become numb to feelings and that it’s just another way for his father to control him — His rebellion streak is going to hit hard yo.

Despite these methods, he’s still going to get akumatized — don’t worry, no one is safe.

His mental health illnesses insinuated from the show include depression, ADHD, parasocial confusion, abandonment trauma, social anxiety disorder, attachment disorder/trauma (which leads to lack of boundaries), and to add some spice, probably claustrophobia (or just feeling trapped). This poor boy has so much he needs to shift through and I’m excited to guide him on an arc to healing.

Conclusion

I think Adrien is my favorite character simply because of how there are certain aspects of him that I heavily relate to — plus he’s such a kind soul who has every right to turn into a villain but stays a sunshine golden retriever boy. It takes a lot of strength and determination to go through so much and be good in the end. I can’t wait to write him in this AU and give the boy the healing and happiness he deserves. There’s so much more I could talk about with him, but this is just the beginning!

[djloveyou3000]

Bell was stuck between Russell and Felix, sandwiched by their combined body heat. The room felt like a furnace, and despite their best efforts, Bell couldn’t stop tossing and turning.

“Bell, stop,” Russell groaned, his voice heavy with irritation.

Felix didn’t say anything, but the sharp glare he shot in Bell’s direction said more than enough.

“But I’m hot,” Bell whined, flopping onto their back dramatically.

“So are we,” Felix snapped, his tone clipped. “But you don’t see us breakdancing.”

Huffing in frustration, Bell threw off the covers and stormed out of the room, grabbing their pillow on the way. The kitchen light flicked on as they opened the freezer, shoving the pillow inside. After a few minutes, they pulled it out, now satisfyingly cold.

Back in the bedroom, Bell laid the chilled pillow down and straightened the blanket into a cool, flat layer. Without a second thought, they stripped off their top and shorts, leaving themselves bare-chested and clad only in underwear.

With a contented sigh, Bell sprawled on top of the blanket, the cool fabric soothing their overheated skin. A smile crept across their face as they snuggled into their makeshift cooling setup, blissfully unaware of the effect their actions were having on the two men watching them.

Felix’s blue eyes gleamed dangerously in the dim light, his gaze raking over Bell’s form. He shifted closer, his voice low and smooth as he murmured, “Bärchen, du siehst sehr unschuldig und sexy aus.”

Bell blinked, turning their head just as Felix’s hand slid over their thigh.

Russell leaned in from the other side, his lips brushing against Bell’s ear. His voice was a rough growl, filled with both annoyance and something far darker. “Baby, you’re such a tease. First, you don’t let us sleep. Then you come back in here looking like that, thinking there won’t be consequences.”

Before Bell could reply, Russell’s hand gripped the back of their neck, firm but deliberate. Felix’s smirk widened as he traced his fingers along Bell’s side, the two men exchanging a look that made Bell’s heart race.

“You should’ve thought about this before you started teasing us, Liebling,” Felix purred, his voice as dangerous as it was enticing.

[deadbydad-writes]

More Fem! Reader x Character Prompts I Will Write Requests For!

Here is the first post I made with more information/rules and other characters I will write for! POST

Miguel O'Hara (Spider-Man Across The Spider-Verse)

Miguel confronts you after you almost get hurt or killed during a mission

You surprise Miguel at work

First meetings (You can add any details on how you want this to happen in the request)

Miguel teaches you how to speak Spanish

You flirt with Miguel while sparring/training

First mission with Miguel

Gwen Stacy (Spider-Man Across The Spider-Verse)

Rooftop adventures with Gwen!

Gwen shows you how to play the drums

Gwen tells and/or shows you that she is Spider-Women

You meet Gwen's dad

Gwen stays the night over at your place after a tough mission

Breakdancer! Reader dances with Ballet Dancer Gwen

Tifa Lockhart (Final Fantasy)

You work at Tifa's bar!

Love confession (Can be as dramatic as you want just add any details you want in the request)

You and Tifa box

A nice walk through Sector 7 at night

You save Tifa during the Don Corneo mission (You can add any detail of the dress that you want the reader to wear if you want in the request)

You and Tifa babysit Marlene together

Jill Valentine (Resident Evil)

You confront Jill when she gets injured

You treat Jill's wounds

You and Jill do target practice together

You comfort Jill after she has a nightmare

Dinner date with Jill

Domestic morning with Jill (You can add whatever to this like what the breakfast is or whatever like that in your request if you want)

Crow (Destiny 2)

Crow asks you about what Uldren Sov was like

First time meeting Crow

Confessions during a nightly patrol

You and Crow trade scar stories *Basically the stories behind battle scars* (You can add the story of a scar in your request if you want to)

Late night conversation while cleaning weapons and/or armor (You can add any ideas for the conversation you have in the request)

You and Crow watch a meteor shower together (You can add any ideas you want in the request)

Miles Morales (Spider-Man Across The Spider-Verse)

Miles draws a picture of you

You find out that Miles is Spider-Man

Daily patrol together

You meet Miles' parents and have dinner with them

Miles tries the shoulder touch on you

Miles flirts with you in Spanish (You can send any Spanish terms you would like in the request if you want to)

I will make more of these at some point in my life

And to those who have put in requests before this, I am writing them but I am mostly focusing on a different project plus I am with my mom and little sister this summer so I am busy a lot!

[pastel-rights]

I think you could describe them even MORE out of context. A mega contextless list if you will.

aNON??? I... guess you will get your mega list after all! Don't go too crazy trying to figure out what goes to what muse!!

-- sir I know they say to dress your best but this REALLY is not the occasion to be doing this. sir you're going to hell not to prom. SIR!!

-- my favorite little mochi cameraman :] he's very friend-shaped, a little quiet but a good lad a respectable fellow.

-- l-l-lucky number four!! now get in the car, loser. We got seeds to buy from the store.

-- i roasted you so hard you got thanos snapped out of existence. also I think I also gaslit you once too.

...

oh my GOD YOU'RE FOURTH ON THE LIST AND YOU GOT LUCKY NUMBER FOUR'D. SUCK IT BITCH /j

-- is the neutron the powerhouse of the cell. are you the powerhouse of MY cell? dramatic gasp.

-- colors have voices. Orange sounds like a friend? enemy? Green sounds like people you hate. Purple sounds like your friend and your "friend's" roommate. white sounds like birds. pink sounds both like love and whores, supposedly.

you also have a talent for shocking people with no reason and never shutting the fuck up even if you REALLY need to.

Also please never take mushrooms ever again.

also the warehouse. shudders.

-- please stop biting the patroller. this isn't a funny bit this is a genuine cry for help /j

-- stop riZZING UP DEMONBANE but please do keep decking Plutone.

-- you romanticize the wrong sibling, sister. get a GRIP. i love you though. keep slaying, girlquestion.

-- the police but actually likeable. also she explodes you with sweets..

-- miss i know you're sad about your divorce but im TRYING to decode here miss miss PLEASE.

-- omg is that the mcdonalds employee is that the mcgirlfailure. you forgot my mcflurry I'm in AGONY.

-- fruity ass. fruitcake. friend of the lesbians, exploder of the homophobes. ily.

-- sir i know you're haunted by your boss's closet and the food she wants you to cook and the horrors but there's no reason to be THIS dramatic. DAMN.

-- if you disappear to the Bahamas one more time I'm gonna flop over and CRY.

-- punishment this sinner that why don't you stop bitchin' and get some bitches instead. god you're pathetic. /ref

-- you need therapy. and to stay away from the flames the do NOT speak to us they do NOT call our names.

-- sweet tooth with a side of murdering you murdering you mur-

-- you're one of two muses who are normal. congrats, have a cookie!

-- i'm sorry for cussing i'm SORRY i will find an alternative I sincerely aPOLOGIZE PLEASE DON'T YELL AT ME????? also I like penguins too can we be friends. i can ignore the fact you're haunted by the horrors.

-- the first person to ever rizz me before. under the sea rizz /j

-- i love you. you're the light of my life. i only want the best for you. [ throws the fauti at you like a homing missile ]

-- the marriage certifcate is fake and we both know it but at this point I'm too baffled by it's existence to really care. also stop surprise adopting kids that's just called kidnapping.

-- you went from fake marriage to a real marriage and i don't know if i respect that or hate that. it's been months and I still cannot decide. at least, the cake tasting arc was cute!! also give mE BACK MY MUSE'S COAT DAMNIT.

-- how did you murder your wife you are a WEAK bitch. possessed by demons. weak ASS.

-- alcoholic but glowstick

-- stop calling me babygirl i'm neither baby nor a girl.

-- how do you have a husband? no like genuinely i'm SO baffled. /lh

-- father in law.

-- cosmic eldritch horror but the real horrors is the fucking key you keep showing me. please let me go I just want to see my husband and daughter.

.

what do you MEAN he is my husband WHAT.

-- your letters have ruined my life.

-- my VERY real father. of course I get excited whenever i see you around you're very cool and I miss you :(

-- you got hit by the tram once while breakdancing and I'll never forget about that /pos /lh

-- please i just want the divorce papers... what do you mean, I don't NEED a marriage counselor OR a priest. also you threw your friend not once but twice and you're so real for that.

-- the TRUE toxic yuri. also you multiplied and became french which is funny.

-- too many rules to remember. also you're short and I want to rattle you.

-- twitter but cooler!

-- you canonically give spirits bad vibes which is fucking HILARIOUS.

-- i'm noT A FUCKING CAT UNHAND MEE YOU SLIMY WHELP. OUGHHHH also NO I will NOT take a break. >:(

-- the vibes are a WILD way to judge someone but it's even MORE wild the vibes are usually right.

-- the way you just grabbed him was so funny. weak as hell but you had the spirit!!!

-- not a muse i see often but there's like 3 of you floating around and THAT is a funny ass fact.

-- "this is my safety gun." "well can you put it away?" "but my safety gun :("

-- you can't do math yet somehow you made a plan to overthrow your brother and become a god practically and I don't know if I'm impressed or just saddened by that thought.

-- please leave my eyes alone.

-- the manager of the costco! i wonder if he ever got out...

... or unpossessed.

-- no running in the halls!!! /ref

-- bakery owner who i would forfeit all mortal possesions to <333

-- girlboss and her 203948043 vessels

-- peepaw i don't like guns. or fake yous.

-- how's your father's divorce going? do you need a hug. /lh

-- vida la revolution!!!

-- how did you get into my house and why are you talking about fireworks and poetry i just want to disassociate about my brother's traumatic death and disconnect from the world around me, i didn't ASK for an impromptu therapy session.

-- orphan.

-- uno card eater AND number one on the debt list. also your demons. that's fucked up.

[cozyxmasstrberry]

Fuck It.

Spidersona x Miguel 18+ smvtty fic!!!!

“Lyla. Shut everything down. Please.” Miguel rolls his shoulders and yawns as his screens shut down. Today was pretty rough. Bullshit after fuckup with his job at Alchamex along with keeping the multiverse in line was all too much. On top of that, he's dealing with people *all day.* No explanation needed. He couldn't be more stressed at the moment, so he thinks of the one thing he usually does to relax a bit.

Mya had been his best friend for the past few months. It's only been a few months, but it feels like he's known her for years. He finds it so easy to relax around them since they have no high expectations and judgement towards him. He can just be around them, and that alone is relief enough. He's found that they're close enough to the point they practically live at each other's homes, and they're able to predict a lot about each other.

But as of late, things have been tense between the two, and the tension, romantic and sexual, is only getting worse. The atmosphere became so palpable, Jessica and Peter give each other knowing glances whenever there's an awkward silence between Miguel and Mya. Earlier that week while they were on a mission, they came a millimeter away from kissing next a pile of rubble, out of breath and bruised from battle. Thank goodness Ben had been there to snap them out of it with his dramatics.

Both of them have similar mindsets at the moment. They both think that ignoring the obvious chemistry between them will smother it and snuff it out soon enough. The poor fools have the same logic as pouring gasoline and acetone on a burning forest to drown out the flames.

Ignoring the looming feeling of nervousness, Miguel decides to keep Saturday nights normal and taps in the coordinates for earth 20725. Lyla manifests as if she'd read his thoughts, but before she could say anything, he swats a hand through the hologram, making her pop up somewhere else. “Say anything and I'll have you reprogrammed,” he warns with a frown. She rolls her eyes and dissipates.

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Mya sits at her vanity, doing some skincare her mom was telling her about recently. Her mind wanders to Miguel, without fail, thinking of how they'd been less than an atom away from kissing earlier that week. If Ben hadn't been there, wailing about a scratch on his, quote unquote “handsome face,” would they've kissed? They feel like they've forgotten to breath naturally, having to force each puff of oxygen in and out of their lungs. They clear their throat and focus on their hands rubbing the serum that's supposed to rejuvenate her skin. *“Just don't think about him right now. Relax.”* They tell themself. She rubs her hands together before putting a small amount of oil in their hands and running them through her hair.

*“Don't think about him. Focus on what you're doing. Best friends don't think about each other that way. Quit it.”* Their thoughts repeat over and over until they overlap like an awfully trained marching band. Her pens begin levitating slowly, along with her books, then other small miscellaneous things. Her stomach does a flip and breakdances. *“It's probably Jess. Or maybe Peter's hungry.”* She thinks. A small thud sounds, followed by her things dropping back down. They don't turn around, they keep running the oil through their hair with their fingers. They swallow, but it serves no purpose. Her mouth is just as dry as her throat.

Miguel lands on his feet, and looks around the place. Just the atmosphere makes him feel that traveling across the multiverse to be where he is was worth every second of the trip. The house smells like Mya. The soft scent strawberry nectar and regal plums enters his senses. The color of dusty rose and tan relaxes him.

Or, it would relax him, if it weren't for the feeling of her presence. He can feel it seeping from her partially opened bedroom door, creeping through his nostrils and strangling his lungs. He sighs deeply and brushes it off before walking over to it and knocking a couple of times before walking in. He clears his throat.

“Hey.” Mya’s heart falls into her stomach, causing the ocean of butterflies in it to have a violent uproar just at the sound of his voice. she swallows again. “Hey. Was work any good?” She doesn't turn to him. They continue running their fingers through their hair. Usually, she would've been done with that by now. Miguel shifts his feet. “No. I'm exhausted, and it was less than tolerable.” Mya lets out a chuckle through her nose. She finally rubs her hands against her thighs.

“Well, you can take it easy now.” They wonder why they're so conscious about how they sound. Is her tone too awkward? Shaky? Miguel rubs his fist into his palm. “Yeah. I'll be in the shower.” Mya nods as he walks into her bathroom. As soon as the door closes behind him, her muscles relax and she breathes normally. She looks at herself in the mirror. They're not wearing anything out of the ordinary, just some lounge wear she'd usually throw on to wind down for the night.

She can't help but wonder if it's the wrong color. Pink is often a color associated with love and romance. They hope he doesn't take that as a signal, though they know that he wouldn't care about it. She's worn more showy outfits in front of him before and neither of them cared. It wouldn't have mattered before, but it does now because she has feelings for him. Feelings she's not sure he reciprocates. she swallows once again, snapping herself out of her thoughts. They get up and plop down on the bed, hoping tonight won't be excruciatingly awkward.

Miguel goes through the motions of showering, not thinking about lathering as he does it, not thinking about rinsing himself while water cascades over his body. He's thinking about how he can get through the night without looking like an awkward asshole. He could stay a good distance away from her, but that's out of the norm and it'd raise suspicion. He obviously can't be overly touchy with her, and he doesn't think making a move on her would be the best choice at the moment. They'd push him away and their friendship that they'd both fought hard for would crumble out of existence.

He runs a hand over his face. He makes up his mind and decides he'll have to deal with it and refrain from doing anything stupid. He sighs and shoved a towel in his face to dry it. When did he finish showering? The faucet was already off and he'd already grabbed a towel from the bathroom closet. He hadn't noticed, he'd been so lost pondering how he'll deal with himself around Mya. He dries himself, wraps the towel around his waist and walks out of the bathroom, freeing the steam that was in the room with him. He walks over to Mya’s dresser to grab some comfortable clothes he'd left.

Mya themself keeps their eyes on their book. Neither of them says a word, and the silence of full of awkward and overthinking. Miguel pulls his shirt on over his body, then sits on the bed with her, trying to keep some semblance of normalcy. He looks over to her, her face still buried in the book until he nudges her, making her lose her page. “Are you gonna read for the whole night, or are we doing something else?” *Did that come off wrong?* Mya sighs and closes their book, tossing it on the nightstand.

“We can do something else.” She mumbles, grabbing her remote and turning the TV on. “We can watch a movie or something. Like usual.” She swallows again. Miguel nods and puts his eyes on the screen. “Yeah. We can.” They hand him the remote. “You pick. I'm indecisive.” The corner of his lips tug up. He takes the remote and browses through.

“What do you feel like watching?” He asks. They only shrug and shake their head. Truthfully, they could care less about what they watch. Miguel decides on Flicka and turns it on since it was a familiar name. “What's this one about?” Mya asks. Miguel shrugs. “I don't know. I just remember it's good.” He answers. “You'll like it.”

She looks at him with squinted eyes. “How do you know?” Miguel's eyes meet theirs. He feels a heat drop to his groin as soon as her onyx pupils land on his. He may joke and tease her about her eyes resembling a cartoon alien's, but truthfully, it's on of his favorite things about her. They always light up when they see him, the way they dilate when they're focused, or dart around when they're annoyed; it's always made him feel some type of way. But right now, it's making him feel stupidly horny.

Their eyes stay locked on each other's as if the others gaze has a vice grip around their necks. Their eyes are saying everything their lips don't have the courage to. All noises and surroundings are blocked out now, only focused on each other.

“I know *you.*” he surmises, his voice lower than usual. A volcano erupts in Mya’s stomach, the heat travelling throughout her body. She swallows for the umpteenth time. “I know what you like before you do.” He continues, his eyes dropping to her lips, then her chest then slowly back to her eyes. They slowly lean closer unconsciously as if they're magnetic and being drawn to each other.

“I don't think anyone knows me better.” Their voice feels lighter and more breathless than they remember it being. Does it sound that way? Her gaze falls to his lips over and over. They hope he doesn't notice. He's noticed, though. “No one does,” he brags as their faces become close enough to make out faded freckles and pores. Their lips become so close, they can feel each gentle puff of air coming from their lips.

Miguel’s hand travels up their arm with a featherlight touch. Mya’s eyes meet his again, pleading for *him*. After a long and irritating moment of keeping their lips separated from each other's, Mya gently grabs his tank top and pulls it towards her.

*“Please.”* She whines in a hushed tone. In a span of two seconds, he considers everything. What'll happen if he gives in, and what their friendship would be like afterwards. Would anything change? His thoughts run a million miles a second. He really doesn't want to lose them if this isn't the right move, but the way she's looking at him, begging with her eyes. He'd be a damned fool to deny her now. *“Fuck it.”* He thinks to himself.

His hand reaches to their neck, grasping it gently, yet firmly and pulls them in, crashing his lips against theirs. His hand glides to the back of her neck as her arms wrap around his. His free arm wraps around her waist, pulling her closer to him as their lips move together with urgent, pent up passion. A huge relief runs over them, like a balloon releasing after the stress of being filled with too much air. It feels so sweet to feel each other's lips. Finally.

The noise of their kissing and soft moans fill the air, and soon enough, Mya pulls him on top of her. His hands travel down her sides and back as they relish in each other's tastes. After at least a solid five minutes of making out like horny teenagers after prom, he pulls away. For a moment, he just looks at them to admire the way they look right now. Her lips are puffy and her cheeks a wine-like hue. Their eyes turn him on to no end. The look in them are overflowing with lust, but not just lust: there's genuine admiration and love.

“Can I touch you, Mya?” He asks in a slightly teasing tone, although it's a genuine question. They nod eagerly. “Hm?” He questions again, his thumb pulling at their bottom lip gently to make her answer verbally. “Yes,” She says breathlessly. He brings his lips to her neck and collar bone, peppering kisses and love bites on her neck, taking her breath from her.

His hands glide up her sides slowly, wanting to take his time end savor every second before his fingers finally make it to her shirt, unbuttoning them carefully. He pushes each sleeve down her arm until she was shirtless. He glides his hands over her bare skin before placing his hands on the hem of her shorts, tugging them down and off. Mya reaches for the hem of his tank top, looking at him for permission, pulling it over his head after he gives her an approving nod.

He brings his face close to theirs once again, capturing their lips in another heated kiss as his hands roam their body. He kneads her breasts and grabs her thighs and waist as their tongue explore each other's mouths. His hands come to the waistband of her panties. “Can I?” He asks in a hushed, low tone. She nods. “Yeah.” She lets out a shaky breath, trying not to come of as needy. Unfortunately for them, they're failing.

Miguel kisses their cheek as he tucks his hand into her panties, running his middle and ring finger up her slit. He groans softly, feeling her arousal coat his fingers. “This wet already and I've barely even touched you.” He teases. He gently presses his fingers against her clit, keeping his eyes on her face. He doesn't want to miss a single expression she makes. They gasp and moan faintly, flinching slightly at the sensation.

He lies close next to them, his free hand caressing and playing in her coily hair. Slowly, he moves his fingers in small circles, watching them writhe and squirm beneath him. He grips her hair and gently turns her to face him. Her eyes lock with his and they don't move away. He moves his fingers faster causing her to breathe out a louder moan. “You look so fucking pretty like this.” He whispers to them.

Her eyes are half opened, her cheeks are warm and the moans he'd only imagined her making are flowing one after another through her full parted lips. He doesn't want to stop. If he could see her like this 24/7 he wouldn't complain about another thing again. Her moans are music to his ears, a perfect guide to lead him in bringing her pleasure. Her gasps and whimpers are the best thing he's heard, and it only makes him want to keep going. He moves his fingers quickly yet gently, side to side, making her curse through her whines.

“Je…suis proche,” she whines out with a cracky voice, only promoting Miguel to keep going. With a gasp, she comes undone, gripping onto his wrist tightly as he slowly strokes her clit to help her ride it out. “That's a good girl.” He murmurs in her ear. Once she catches her breath, he pulls her panties off and tosses them aside as he presses his lips against hers once again. He'd been so caught up in bringing them pleasure, he's just now noticing the ache in his groin.

He places wet kisses on her neck, sucking the skin of it. He doesn't care if anyone finds out about it anymore. In fact, he hopes they see all the marks and hickeys he's leaving on her neck and shoulders. “People are going get suspicious about these hickeys…” they say breathlessly. Miguel chuckles. “Good.” Just the thought of having her to himself, being the only one to see her like this makes him twitch against his fleece pants. He looks down at her once he feels her legs wrap around his hips. He chuckles. “Do you want more?” He asks half rhetorically, knowing the answer. “Yes, you know I do.” She whines impatientlly.

With that, he tanks his pants down, his cock springing up from them. He pulls her by her hips to bring her closer as he leisurely strokes himself, precum dripping from his tip already. he pushes the back of her thighs up, making sure she's in a comfortable position for the both of them. He gives her a quick kiss, then another and another. “Are you ready?” He questions. Mya nods. “Yes.” She confirms.

He presses his lips against hers, slowly and sensually moving his lips against hers, pouring out his affection and tenderness for her through the kiss. She kisses back, closing her eyes and running her fingers through his hair. They moan feeling the head of his cock push through their entrance. Miguel slowly presses forward, keeping his lips against hers. Once he's buried as deep as he can go, he pulls his head back to look for signs of discomfort. He confirms they're alright, and he brings a hand to the side of their face, holding them tenderly. Her hand remains on the back of his neck, gently running through his hair.

He pulls his hips back and pushes forward slowly, looking into her eyes. She looks back at him, letting a faint moan escape her lips. He slowly rolls his hips against hers, moaning as he feels her warm walls swallowing his cock. “Fuck, you're so tight,” he curses under his breath, relishing how good they feel around him. Mya moans softly as he slowly massages her walls. After making sure they're adjusted well to him, he snaps his hips forward, causing them to moan and clench around him. He groans feeling how tight they grip his cock.

He plunges into her over and over, the atmosphere filled with the sound of flesh slapping flesh, moans and groans and breathless curses. Miguel rutted into her, wanting her to feel every inch of him inside of her. She begins to tear up as she moans, begging him to keep going. Miguel moans and groans into her ear, setting her off even more. She moves her hips in sync with his, earning a moan from him. He keeps going until she comes to another unbelievable orgasm. He rocks himself deep inside while her walls contract repeatedly around his cock.

Once she calms down from her high, he begins moving again slowly. “I should warn you, I suck at pulling out. I'll need a little cooperation.” He warns. “You seem like the type. Don't worry about it.” She answers back with a giggle. He chuckles along with them and kisses her cheek. He backs up and admires the way they look. He brushes a hand up to her neck, wrapping his hand around it. She looks up at him, her hands caressing and holding onto the arm that's holding her neck. He thrusts hard into her, making a loud slap sound along with a moan. He strokes softly into her again before giving another hard thrust.

With that, he starts pounding into them harder than before. They moan his name as he fucks into her roughly. He lets out all the pent up desire he's kept bottled up for months with each snap of his hips. With his free hand, he rubs her clit, making their back involuntarily arch. He can feel their walls trembling, ready to collapse again. She gasps, the tears from her eyes falling. She lets a long moan out, her insides clamping around him repeatedly. With a final thrust, Miguel moans and comes deep inside her.

After, he collapses onto her, wrapping his arms around her and kissing their face. They hold each other tenderly as they catch their breath. Mya lets out a satisfied sigh as she turns to the TV lazily. She stares at it for a second, watching the credits roll. She snickers and laughs, causing Miguel to look at her. His expression is a confused one until she points at the screen. He chuckles along with them and stays there for a moment before finally pulling out of them.

“If it wasn't clear, I don't want us to be just friends.” Miguel says. Mya sucks her teeth. “Oh, really! I wouldn't have guessed.” They scoffed playfully. Miguel shoves her shoulder gently and lies next to her. He wraps his arm around her waist and tucks the other under her head. Mya finds the remote in the tangled sheets and puts on a national geographic jellyfish documentary. She could sense Miguel is thinking about something. Right on que, he clears his throat.

“Why'd you kiss back?” He questions quietly. Mya decides not to answer because the answer is obvious, and puts on her bonnet. Miguel knows it's obvious too, but his self doubt nags him into thinking he has to ask. “Mya.” He says, prompting her to answer the question. “Why do *you* think I kissed you back?” They ask softly. There's no sarcasm or malice behind the question, rather one they want him to think about.

“I don't want to be just your friend, either. We could be more.” Miguel sighs through his nose, pressing his lips together. He wraps his arm tighter. “It won't be easy…” he trails off. He knows how he is. He forgets, Mya does too. “I know.” She says softly. “My patience for you is infinite. I'm not going to give up on you easily.” Miguel feels a burn in his chest and throat hearing the honestly in her voice. Not a single lie was told. she puts her arm over his, rubbing it soothingly with her thumb. “I love you. I hope you know.” Miguel can't tell if his heart aches or throbs after hearing those words. His eyes burn as he blinks back tears.

“I love you too. I'm sorry I don't know how to show it well.” He says, his voice brittle and raspy. Mya snickers. “You do know how. You just think about it too much.” She says. He doesn't know what she means. Maybe this is one of her “wise sentiments” that he won't get until he fucks something up. He doesn't want to think to hard about it though. He doesn't want to think in general. He just wants to be with Mya right now. He buries his head into her silk bonnet and closes his eyes.

They don't regret it.

[melloggd]

Review: Sonic Boom: Shattered Crystal

Sanzaru Games • SEGA • 2014 • Nintendo 3DS Read it on Backloggd: (x)

Sonic's always had a strange, yet interesting history on handhelds.

Its history spans five different developers, from Sonic's birth in 1991 to his 25th anniversary in 2016, with each year marking a gradual change in what the games are even supposed to be for. In the 90s it was Ancient and Aspect, trying to replicate the creative, varied, ball-rolling and feel-good adventures or Sonic 1, 2 and 3, cramming them into tiny 8-bit Game Gear games. While they aren't fantastic or even, good, really, you get a sense that they really tried to capture what people were enjoying about Sonic on the genesis at that point and time, and distilling it into a new format. You see this further with Sonic Pocket Adventure by SNK, a lovely tribute to the Genesis games that gets really close to actually feeling like them despite its 8-bitty visuals, yet feels somewhat restrained by not being much more than just a recreation. From there you get Dimps' Sonic Advance games, now latching onto Sonic's striking new identity after Sonic Adventure: It was still a series about feel-good adventures, of course, but now there was a bit more flair to it all. Sonic in Adventure wasn't just a cool design with a cheeky idle animation, he now had a voice, several fluid animations, strikingly expressive graffitti-esque art, he comments on situations and does cool breakdance tricks after beating levels. Somewhat like the Game Gear games before them, the original Sonic Advance became a game trying to distill the essence of Sonic Adventure, the style, the vibes, even the dramatics in the game's memorable Egg Rocket stage, into a format befitting of a handheld. Advance 2 and 3 are obviously much the same thing but for Sonic Adventure 2 and Sonic Heroes respectively, with Advance 2 channelling the high-octane adrenaline of SA2 levels like Green Forest and Sky Rail into a 2D sidescroller plane, and Advance 3 taking Heroes' team-up mechanics into its own direction.

Yet with Sonic Rush, things began taking a new direction. Not only had there not been a big new Sonic game to try and channel after Heroes, but Dimps had also begun finding their own voice. Sonic Advance 2 had been a monumental triumph in terms of both sales and reviews, and its bold adaptation of 3D gameplay into 2D gave Dimps a somewhat unique basis to build off of – to make Sonic games entirely their own. Even when SEGA would try to reel this back after 2008, instead only having them work on games specifically branded as derivative of others, Dimps now took these games on with a distinctly their-own approach, seen in games like Sonic Colors DS, Sonic Lost World 3DS, and most infamously Sonic 4. In short, Sonic's handheld games had gone from cute imitations, to games driven by their source, to full on original games, to original games using their source as a baseline.

Which now brings us to our fifth and last, developer, for the final Sonic handheld ventures: Sanzaru Games, and Sonic Boom on 3DS.

Shattered Crystal was always going to be fighting an uphill battle compared to its handheld siblings: Mainly, it had little to no foundation to build off of, with Boom as an entity being made specifically to reinvent the series, in a more Americanized direction. For the big debut home console game, Big Red Button was a great choice for this: Jak & Daxter-ifying Sonic with some of that game's lead developers at the helm, whilst not seeming like a great direction to a lot of Sonic die-hards, at least seemed like a great way to get a solid product out. Thing is, unlike games like Advance and Pocket Adventure, Shattered Crystal didn't have a pre-existing thing to try and replicate: Due to being developed in parallel with Rise of Lyric, Sanzaru didn't have much to work off of beyond a few core concepts for the world, and a general idea of teamwork. On top of this, unlike Big Red Button or even Dimps, Sanzaru were in no way known for their excellence in 2D game design, or even known as good developers in general. And so, in a way, Shattered Crystal ended up a hodgepodge of all the different eras of handheld games, trying to both share the brand identity of its console counterpart, yet also be its own thing, but still building its foundations off of some core ideas from the main game, althewhile being fertile ground for the games' developers to grow and learn.

I wanted to give that rundown both because I find it incredibly fascinating to think about, but also because it makes the end product of Shattered Crystal make a lot more sense. Its a messy little game, filled both with ambition to be like what handheld Sonic once was, yet also embrace elements of the 2000s western-made platformers. The game's levels are uncharacteristically large for one, and a lot of the game is focused on exploring them to find collectibles manditory to unlock later levels. The other playable characters, Tails, Knuckles and Sticks, can be switched to on the fly, yet all they really offer is unlocking passageways or access to aforementioned collectibled. Its a very arbitrary inclusion of multiple playable characters, and it combined with gargantuan levels you're forced to explore could have very well ruined the game to be as bland and boring as its Wii U counterpart. So its a good thing, then, that they somehow managed to make Sonic himself feel absolutely fantastic to control. I'm serious: I have no clue how they did it, but Sonic controls like such a dream and has so many movement options, yet remains at a comfortable enough speed to make exploring levels still feasible compared to Dimps' best outings. Its a distinct feel to the character, yet immensely fun to play around with, mainly due to the fun interplay between the airdash and double jump.

To break it down, at any point in midair Sonic can dash either to his sides or straight up, after which he regains his double jump if it was used before. After a double jump he can airdash one additional time, but not in the same direction as the previous airdash, and this repeats until you've airdashed in all directions. What this means is that you can get crazy airtime by doing all of these interlinked airdashes and double jumps correctly, giving you more distance than Tails' flight in most instances the game wants you to switch to him. Jump, doublejump, airdash forward, doublejump, airdash up, doublejump...its reminiscent of those cool strings of moves you execute for long jumps in Mario Odyssey, only far more compelling due to being attached to get-to-the-goal speedrunning stages that still have a lot of options on how to best progress through them. What this means is that when the level asks you to switch to Knuckles to tunnel up a steep cliff, or switch to Tails to cruise over a bed of spikes, and so on, you can almost always execute it faster and more satisfyingly through mastery of Sonics controls. Add to this the fact that the doublejump maintains all of your speed, and the fun Enerbeam that has some really satisfying swinging physics, and you get some levels with some genuinely great flow to them. It takes a similar formula to the Wisps in the mainline Sonic games, switching to far simpler playstyles to clear very specific-to-them challenges, and instead gives you the tools to completely skip them if you're skilled enough with Sonic.

Granted, this doesn't always hold water, and the rushed nature of the game does sometimes catch up to it. Sticks exists to hit switches with her boomerang and she is the ONLY one who can do so, meaning there will inevitably be sections like the start of Scrapyard Zone where you're arbitrarily required to use her. The collectible grind can also halt your flow a lot of the time, like with the strangely out of place Tails Submarine levels where you play a slow and boring diving minigame for 2 minutes each in the middle of an otherwise fast paced game. Or rather, its a game where you can otherwise MAKE the pace faster than it in reality wants to be.

And thats just what makes Shattered Crystal so interesting. Despite everything, it holds on to so many things that makes Sonic games so fun to play, like fast movement, levels you can explore for both items and shortcuts, hell they've even got Richard Jacques – composer of Sonic R and Sonic 3D Blast – doing the music, and its often quite good! The levels themselves are super cool in theming, mostly thanks to each level having a "foreground" and "background", putting new spins on the same level theme sort of like how Sonic Heroes handles its levels. In Shadow Canyons, for instance, you go from grinding on rails and running along scaffolding by these big imposing cliffs, to being flung into the mining facility going on in those mountains. I honestly don't want to spoil the final level because it is such a cool theme for a stage with this system, that it makes the entire game feel worth it just to get to.

Because at the end of the day, for as much cool stuff there is in Shattered Crystal, for as close as it really does come to being a successor to Dimps' handheld lineage, the game is sadly just too much of a chore to get through normally. Unlike a game like Sonic Colors, the explorative nature of the stages isn't just there for optional unlockables, but rather required for progression and beating the game. By the end, you will more or less need a 90% completion rate, meaning most stages need to be both combed through but also beaten with above 50 rings and under a specific time. Its not that this stuff is bad or unfun to do, the game has a super detailed map on the touchscreen showing you where you havent been yet and where things are and I actually really like the autorunner extra stages you can do inbetween levels. It's moreso that it leads to the game feeling at odds with itself: Its immensely fun to speedrun and try to go faster in, but so much of the game wants you to instead do the fun-but-not-nearly-AS-fun collectible hunt. Then, you add that with how the controls can start to really hurt your hands after a while: There's no D-pad movement, meaning you need to slam a somewhat-flimsy circle pad as far to the left or right as it can go to move quickly, whilst also holding down Y at all times to run, whilst also asking you to be ready to use B to jump and A or X to airdash and enerbeam...

It all adds up to Shattered Crystal being a game with truckloads of potential to be amazing, that holds itself back both due to a rushed development and a need for surface-level parity with the slow-as-molasses home console Sonic Boom game it has no business associating with. But when you're able to overcome all those restrictions, when there's no longer a need to collect things, when you've mastered Sonics controls to almost never need to switch to the other bozos, and when you get a true flow going with mechanics you would never expect to be so fun for what the game looks to be on the surface...

That's when you've broken free. Because trouble keeps you running faster.

Playtime: 20 Hours Key Word: Shackled

[beardedhandstoadshark]

Blorbo: Luigi (pls talk about him)

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LUIGI MY MAN MY BUDDY MY FAVORITE PLAYER AND KING OF SECOND BANANAS (nintendo wtf does that even mean)

The brother of all time fr. Started out as nothing more than a color swap for player 2, and become so much more. The Champion of Second Players.

He is so anxious and so so scared, but will always throw himself into danger anyways for those he cares about. His heart is so big he will even adopt a ghost puppy, despite said puppet causing him a lot of trouble and being deathly afraid of ghosts (while running through multiple haunted mansions because his brother and friends are in there)

He is awkward and dorky, but doesn't try to hide it and doesn't just do great things despite, but with it. He can canonically walk on water and has the better trimmed beard. He never skips leg day. He can breakdance, and is apparently also good enough at regular dancing that Daisy put a giant statue of them together onto her Mario Kart Wii track (as the center piece no less, this woman loves her funky lil plumber and who can blame her), His inferiority complex is hiding one HECK of a dramatic theater kid ego underneath, and the moment he can stand in the spotlight he's living it all out. He throws bombastic side eyes at anyone daring to race past him. The toads went from disliking him to ignoring him to seeing him as that other brother who's also tagging along, to an equal hero to Mario, just by his own deeds. He wins by doing absolutely nothing. He canonically crossdresses (as specifically Peach) and utterly SLAYS doing so. He's extremely good at mechanics and able to build giant mechas out of nowhere. He was blessed by the ancient bean gods to shoot lighting out his hands. He has a lowkey homoerotic mutual pining relationship with a not-ancient bean prince. His dreams involve like a 100 Luigis who love his brother just as much as the real deal, and imagines kaiju-style boss battles in his head.

He's the legendary Chosen One of not one, but TWO separate prophesies, completely independent of one another. Not Mario, him.

He is so beloved by everyone that Nintendo dedicated a whole year to him. 2013 was the year of Luigi.

And most importantly, he will utterly destroy you at poker and look hella snazzy doing so.

[david-toaff]

Unleashing Your Potential: Advanced Breakdancing Techniques to Elevate Your Skills

As you move beyond the basics of breakdancing, it's time to explore advanced techniques that push your physical limits and challenge your creativity. Whether you're preparing for a battle or perfecting a performance, advanced breakdancing requires a combination of strength, precision, and personal style. This guide offers insights into enhancing your breakdancing skills with advanced tips and tricks that will elevate your abilities and set you apart in the world of b-boying.

Mastering Advanced Spins and Rotations

Advanced breakdancers are known for their spins and rotations, which add speed and excitement to performances. Moves like windmills, air flares, and headspins showcase your control over momentum, making them essential in leveling up your breakdancing. To master these moves, focus on body alignment and coordination. For instance, when practicing windmills, keep your body tight and ensure your legs remain extended and balanced to maintain smooth, continuous rotations.

It's also important to work on your muscle strength and flexibility to handle these moves with ease. Engage in exercises that build your core and shoulders, such as push-ups, planks, and shoulder presses. These will help you maintain stability and control during rotations, enabling you to perform with greater speed and precision.

Enhancing Footwork with Speed and Accuracy

In advanced breakdancing, footwork takes on a new level of importance. Moves like the six-step, three-step, and more intricate transitions require speed, accuracy, and fluidity. Focus on executing each movement with precision, paying attention to how you distribute your body weight to avoid slipping or losing balance. Advanced dancers often incorporate footwork that seamlessly transitions into other moves, such as freezes or spins, creating a dynamic flow.

To sharpen your footwork, practice at various speeds. Start slowly to get the technique right, then increase your tempo to match faster beats. Using a mirror can help you catch any areas where you may lose form, ensuring that every step is crisp and well-executed. The key is to stay light on your feet while maintaining control, allowing you to perform more complex sequences with ease.

Elevating Freezes for Maximum Impact

Freezes are signature breakdancing moves that allow you to highlight your control and strength. As you move into advanced breakdancing, it's time to experiment with more difficult freeze variations, such as the air chair, elbow freeze, or hollow back. These moves require balance and strength, and when performed correctly, they can create dramatic moments in your routine.

To improve your freezes, focus on building core and upper body strength through exercises like handstands, hollow body holds, and shoulder presses. These workouts help you maintain stability in difficult positions, enabling you to hold freezes for longer periods. Additionally, practice transitioning in and out of freezes fluidly. Incorporating movement before and after a freeze adds an extra layer of creativity and flow to your performance, making each freeze more impactful.

Developing a Strong Sense of Rhythm and Musicality

Musicality is key to making your breakdancing routines stand out. As an advanced dancer, your ability to match your moves to the rhythm and nuances of the music will set you apart from others. Pay close attention to the beats, drops, and tempo shifts in your music. Hitting a freeze or power move at the exact moment of a beat drop can make your performance more powerful and engaging.

To improve your musicality, freestyle regularly to different types of breakdancing tracks. Practice improvising to various beats, focusing on how your moves interact with the music. This will help you become more adaptable and creative in your routines, allowing you to adjust your moves based on the rhythm and energy of the song.

Strengthening Endurance for Long Performances

Advanced breakdancing routines often require significant stamina, especially during long sets or intense battles. Performing power moves, intricate footwork, and freezes take a toll on your energy, so building endurance is critical to maintaining your performance throughout. Focus on cardiovascular exercises like running, cycling, or jumping rope to improve your overall stamina.

In addition to cardio, practice your routines in full at high intensity without taking breaks. Simulate the energy required for a live battle by running through your entire set multiple times in a row. The more you train your body to perform under physical stress, the easier it will be to execute advanced moves in real-time without losing power or control.

Creating a Unique Style to Stand Out

Breakdancing isn't just about mastering technical moves—it's also about expressing yourself through your own personal style. As an advanced dancer, developing a unique style is essential for making a lasting impression. Think about how you can add flair to traditional moves by incorporating your own variations, changing up the speed, or adding unexpected transitions.

Freestyle practice is one of the best ways to explore your style. Spend time dancing to different genres of music and experiment with moves from other dance forms, like hip-hop or contemporary. The more you explore and personalize your routines, the more distinct your style will become. A unique style helps you stand out in battles and performances, making your routines more memorable.

Improving Your Confidence for Battles and Performances

Confidence plays a significant role in breakdancing, particularly in battles where presence and attitude are as important as skill. Projecting confidence can make your routine appear more polished and professional. To boost your confidence, practice regularly in front of friends, in front of a mirror, or by recording yourself. This will help you become more comfortable with your movements and allow you to see areas for improvement.

When performing in a battle, engage with your opponent and audience. Show off your skills with energy and enthusiasm, and don't be afraid to make eye contact or add playful gestures. The more confident you feel about your abilities, the more likely you are to dominate the battle and leave a lasting impression.

Advancing your breakdancing skills requires dedication, creativity, and physical endurance. By focusing on perfecting power moves, refining your footwork, and developing your musicality, you can elevate your routines to new heights. Strengthening your endurance and exploring your unique style will help you stand out, whether you're competing in battles or performing on stage. With these advanced tips and tricks, you'll be well on your way to mastering breakdancing and pushing your skills to the next level.

[noisycowboyglitter]

Dance the Night Away: Cute Dancing Skeletons Tank Tops for Halloween Celebrations

The "Dancing Skeletons During Halloween Tank Top" is a playful and eye-catching piece of apparel that perfectly captures the whimsical spirit of the spooky season. This tank top design brings together the classic Halloween imagery of skeletons with a fun, modern twist that's sure to turn heads and spark conversations at any Halloween gathering.

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Picture a comfortable, loose-fitting tank top made from soft, breathable fabric - ideal for those Halloween parties that can get a bit warm with all the dancing and socializing. The base color of the tank is typically a deep, rich black, providing the perfect backdrop for the star attractions: the dancing skeletons.

Across the front of the tank, a line of cartoon-style skeletons are depicted in mid-dance, their bones arranged in various dynamic poses that suggest movement and rhythm. These skeletal figures aren't menacing or scary; instead, they're charming and almost cute in their exuberant dance moves. Some might be doing the twist, others the moonwalk, and perhaps one is even attempting a skeletal version of breakdancing.

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The skeletons are rendered in a bright, contrasting color - often white for maximum impact against the black background, but sometimes glow-in-the-dark or metallic ink for added flair. Their expressions, despite being just bare skulls, somehow manage to convey joy and excitement, with wide eye sockets and big, toothy grins.

Surrounding the dancing skeletons, the design might incorporate other Halloween elements. Tiny jack-o'-lanterns could be scattered about their feet, as if lighting up a spooky dance floor. Perhaps musical notes float around their heads, suggesting the unheard tune to which they're dancing. Some versions might include a full moon backdrop or wisps of fog to enhance the Halloween atmosphere.

The tank top's design extends to the back as well, perhaps featuring a single skeleton in a dramatic dance pose or a witty Halloween-themed slogan like "I've got a skeleton of groove in me" or "Dance your bones off."

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This tank top is versatile enough to appeal to a wide range of Halloween enthusiasts. It's perfect for those who want to get into the holiday spirit without committing to a full costume. Wear it to a casual Halloween get-together, a themed workout class, or even as part of a more elaborate costume - pair it with skeleton leggings and face paint for a full-body dancing skeleton look.

The "Dancing Skeletons During Halloween Tank Top" also makes for a great conversation starter. It invites questions and comments, allowing the wearer to share their love for Halloween and possibly even show off some of their own dance moves inspired by the skeletal crew on their shirt.

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Moreover, this tank top isn't limited to just Halloween night. It's a fun piece to wear throughout the autumn season, bringing a touch of spooky cheer to everyday activities. It's especially perfect for those unseasonably warm October days when you want to celebrate Halloween but don't want to overheat.

In essence, the "Dancing Skeletons During Halloween Tank Top" embodies the joy and playfulness of Halloween. It reminds us that even in a holiday associated with frights and scares, there's always room for fun, dance, and a good laugh. It's a celebration of life (ironically through skeletons) and the power of music and movement to bring people together, even in the spookiest of seasons.

[incapacitated-till-caffeinated]

If I could bring anything back to the olympics it would be art.

I only found out pretty recently that this was a whole event.

It started, as it always does in ancient Greece. Art there was just as important as exercise.

Although Plato saw art as merely an imitation of life (also known as mimesis), taking no inspiration from your inner self, Aristotle who was born around 40 years after plato died had a completely different view.

Art to Aristotle was more about the essence of something. It involved maths, proportion and symmetry, and started to represent art as something difficult to achieve.

Art was used to demonstrate the accomplishments of human beings in the olympics

Image id - terracotta pot with black paint and high handles, depicting four figures. Two engaging in a wrestling match while two others look on from opposite sides.

When the idea for modern Olympics began, starting with Pierre de Coubertin, he wanted a strong connection between the competitors and spectators.

Coubertin wanted the Olympics to fully reflect Ancient Greek ideals, and so art was introduced as a category.

The idea was first introduced to the olympics in 1912, six years after Coubertin suggested it.

Medals were given in five categories, architecture, sculpture, painting, literature and music.

These were also referred to as the pentathlon of the muses. Partially relating to the nine muses of ancient greece, although it doesn't fully embody all of them. Leaving out muses such as Terpsichore (dance), Urania (astronomy) and Clio (history).

These categories were then split further, literature became mixed literature, dramatic works, epic works, and, lyrics and speculative works.

Image Id - work by Jean Jacoby. Depicting a football match, specifically a corner had just been taken and the goal keeper is in the process of catching the ball. This painting won gold.

The arts were removed from the olympics in 1954. However the reasoning behind its removal was due to many of the artists being professionals in their field. Yet at the time in all the sports categories professionals were not allowed to compete.

In fact professionals were not allowed to compete in the olympics until the 1970s. With most sports readily accepting professionals by 1980.

However despite professionals being in all sports, art still hasn't been reintroduced to the olympics. No doubt art still plays a big part, with the olympics commissioning paintings and having films made.

Yet with more sports being added to the olympics, most recently breakdancing, which will be an official category in the 2024 olympics. As well as the olympian artist programme, where olympians who are artists are given a platform to show their art.

Is it only a matter of time before Art is fully included again?

[thepastisalreadywritten]

IT was with mounting distress that I sat in front of my television as the Duke and Duchess of Sussex, those hand-wringing, professional humanitarians from California, proceeded to commit crime after crime against humanity.

The first three episodes of their docuseries, Harry & Meghan, were far worse than anything this couple have done before.

The Sussexes, in cahoots with Netflix, have taken to boring us to death.

What of the dramatic teaser trailers, with their tantalising suggestions of bombshells terrible in their velocity, viciousness and impact?

Viewer, they lied.

Whilst the Royal Family has cause to be relieved, at least until the next three episodes, I was foaming.

As Meghan flicked her hair and her husband pinged off banalities like the player of a rusty piano, it was like buying a ticket to a new blockbuster then finding, after someone secretly switched the film, that you were watching a B movie instead.

So much for revelations. There are more of those in the Bible.

We learned that Meghan thought Kate was “formal” (such a surprise for a senior royal. Did she expect her to breakdance?); that “some Brits” have a problem with being “hugged” (I would too if it was by a human barracuda); whilst Harry, wearing his shining new woke shoes, courtesy of the Meghan Markle Emporium For Aspiring Activists, lectured us earnestly on the iniquities of the tabloid Press and “the unconscious racism” of the British people.

What of the promised and much advertised scoops?

Meghan took us on a world-exclusive tour of the couple’s hen coop (I bet some rapacious pap was eating his heart out); Harry told us that he went down on one knee to propose marriage (hold the front page) and that he really loved his mother, Princess Diana, who was pursued by the Press (Harry has yet to realise that repetition is not the better part of good television), and that he “sacrificed everything he knew” to join Meghan’s “world.”

To be fair, there he hit the nail on the head.

He has indeed sacrificed everything he knew, whilst failing to acquire any new knowledge after he moved to California.

The terrible truth is (and I refer not to anyone else’s “truth” but to plain fact), that both Harry and Meghan are two of the dullest people on the planet, with no notable achievements to their names, save that of monumental entitlement and narcissism.

They speak in heavy woke dialect and clumsy glottal stops, without a glimmer of humour.

Meghan, despite being slicker than her husband, is neither profound nor witty.

To paraphrase the American writer Dorothy Parker, you can lead a bore to culture but you can’t make her think.

Harry, who once showed impish charm and joie de vivre, is tedium on a monument.

It would be no exaggeration to say that he has become the most boring member of the Royal Family, and given that some of his ancestors bored for England, this is no inconsiderable feat.

In the 1939 Hollywood classic Mr Smith Goes To Washington, James Stewart, playing a US Senator, makes use of something called the filibuster, which allows a senator to hold the floor as long as he can remain upright and talking, even if he recites children’s poetry or reads extracts from a recipe his granny once sent him. We were filibustered.

We were filibustered.

A former television actress with a CV shorter than a Wizard Of Oz Munchkin and a privileged prince of self pity just made a laughing stock of a global audience and the world’s biggest streaming giant.

No one is vainer than the concrete temptress Meghan, nor more enamoured of her own charms.

Human sacrifice

The duchess guards her image, believing herself to have the looks and talent of Madame Curie, Julia Roberts and Nefertiti combined.

A contact of mine at Netflix told me she likes to be photographed in three-quarter profile and gets into high dudgeon when a cameraman forgets the homage due to her incomparable beauty.

In a section in which the couple claim to have “documented themselves” to prove “their story,” Meghan appears bare faced and with a towel wrapped around her hair.

What courage to face her foes without the armoury of expertly applied slap that usually accompanies her into battle.

Surely, this stand against the perfected presence expected of women in the public eye is worthy of praise?

Only my contact revealed that Meghan spent three days studying the film and, initially, didn’t want it to be used.

And what of hapless Haz been? I fear that he is the real victim in all this. An emotionally susceptible young man, with a childhood marred by tragedy, he was always going to fall hard when it came to women.

It is clear that he worships at the shrine of Meghan and constantly seeks her approval, like a child with its mother.

He is a middle-aged man, yet he talks of their love affair as if they were Romeo and Juliet, saying, at one point, “this is only the start.”

The tragedy is that Harry has been infantilised by his obsessive love for his wife, follows her blindly and would say or do anything to please her.

Most men, when they fall in love and marry, enter into a more or less evenly balanced contract.

The measure of love may be what you give up for it, but in most cases, the sacrifices are bilateral.

In Harry’s case things are different.

He is a willing human sacrifice, lying happily on an altar to propitiate the goddess that is Meghan.

This is not to say that Meghan doesn’t love him in return, but it seems more like the fondness one would bestow on a faithful gun dog.

The spectre of Princess Diana looms large.

William loved and lost his mother, too, but she does not control him from beyond the grave, nor influence his marriage.

It is as if Harry, in his grief and rage at Diana’s death, feels his life is an act of compensation.

It is instructive to note that he seems to think that Meghan is a sort of reincarnation of the late princess.

Harry could not save Diana from her terrible fate, so he has transferred his sense of guilt on to Meghan, and in doing so, genuinely believes that there are people in the media or elsewhere who seek to harm her.

Harry is acolyte and protector, willing to attack any person or idea that his wife finds objectionable.

Thus he takes her cue on every contentious issue, and because she so obviously loathes the British, he rejects his own people to please her.

Harry has become contemptuous of the country that nurtured him, housed him and worshipped at his feet.

Under Meghan’s influence, Harry looks as if he has nothing left to live for.

More than once, his wife can be seen making sure her husband looks appropriately sombre and victimised.

How skillfully Meghan baited her traps and turned a Happy Prince into someone with a vendetta, chiefly against his country of birth.

Living in the 50 shades of green that is Montecito, he looks back across at us and glares.

According to the new unimproved duke, we are a hotbed of racism, and our Empire was the most reprehensible in history.

A left-wing historian, hired by Netflix, sat in a chair and declared, presumably for the benefit of Americans, that Britain had its own “Deep South.”

A second left-wing historian announced gloomily that Britain’s palaces and stately homes are shrines to imperialism, stuffed with art that glorifies slavery.

It might seem churlish to point out that Harry lived in some of those palaces without noticing this.

Things got worse as logic was abandoned altogether.

I watched, baffled, as Brexit was brought into court and put in the dock.

Apparently, a vote cast for Brexit was a vote cast for slavery and the real reason Meghan couldn’t stay in the UK.

Odd, given Brexit was concerned with leaving the EU, not with persecuting mixed-race Americans.

I am prepared to concede that Meghan may have experienced an incident or two of racism, spite or unfriendliness.

Sombre and victimised

But if two people, according to their “truth.” receive universal ill treatment, the likelihood is that the cause lies in themselves, and that they either imagine injuries or behave in such a way as to arouse uncontrollable irritation.

After the first episodes of this docuseries my irritation is uncontrollable.

I feel cheated, conned and exploited. I have grave doubts that I shall fully recover my interest in life.

I need me-time to process my distress and find my truth again, preferably in a mansion in California.

[carlosfruitsnacks]

Camilo x Reader headcanons? pretty pls? I love your Carlos one and I thought why not for Camilo?

(Only if you want to though, not here for force)

Camilo Madrigal x Reader Headcanons

summary:

—  A bunch of my headcanons of what I think it would feel like to be in a relationship with Camilo Madrigal.

genre:

— headcanons

notes:

— gender-neutral reader

warning/s:

— none

a/n:

—  finally, my first initial headcanons for Camilo as your bf, enjoy!

Camilo had several crushes in his entire life so he knows what it's like to be attracted to people, but genuinely falling for you? Woaaah, that's a different territory.

The first time he laid his eyes on you I wanna know what love is by foreigner begins playing in the background lmfao

I also think he doesn't have a specific type, he just wants someone who can put up with his shit and vibe with his energy

Mans literally googling shit at 3 am flirting tips, the best places for dates, etc. He puts his effort into impressing you.

Camilo is an absolute flirt, he's got that natural charm. He would say anything from cheesy pick-up lines to compliments that make your heart swoon bruh he's so suave fr ugh

As for courting you, he would try anything to get your eyes to land on him only. He'll sing, do a fucking breakdance, act, something that would have you sighing with hearts in your eyes.

Despite his overflowing confidence, I feel like Camilo won't be the one to confess first lmao. Like, he'll back out in the minute, afraid that you won't feel the same. But when the moment is right, as a random opportunity, he'll blurt out something like "I like you so much" and then says it's an accident before actually confessing.

His shapeshifting goes out of control when he finds out you like him back. He'll be incredibly overjoyed, picking you up and spinning you around.

Camilo "Oh, everywhere I go I keep a picture of you in my wallet just so you know" Madrigal

As for his ideal date, I think he'll be the type to take you to lively and fun places like theme parks, arcade dates, and probably concerts. But if you're not into that he'll just go over to your house and hang out, watch a movie or two. He's not picky and will be satisfied if it's just you and him.

He's not overly into PDA, he does it sometimes to brag to people. He shows affection in many ways, especially in actions. A kiss on the cheek or forehead, a good morning/night text, will ask if you have eaten yet, and just generally looking out for you. He loves to hold your hands and is not afraid to show the world how much he loves you, and he's full of lovely endearments.

Camilo would probably love to call you with a unique nickname (i.e if your name is like Juliana, he'll call you something like Juli, Ana, Iana, Julia, etc.). Let's not forget the common endearments like Mi vida, amor, querida/querido, and more.

He will dramatically collapse to the ground if you call him with a nickname or endearment lmao

Definetly feeds off of your attention, like come on. He loves to distract you and do stupid shit if it means you'll give him your attention.

Camilo is most likely a gift-giver, he likes to give you a lot of things with his own twist. Like he'll buy you your favorite flowers with a hand-written letter attached to them. He's probably the type to know what you really like (i.e clothes, gadgets, items, jewelry, e.tc) and put his effort into saving money and buying it for you as a surprise. He'll take random job offers for money to buy that one thing you love the most.

He would very much insist on buying matching stuff with you. He'll ironically buy those "He/She's mine" t-shirts with arrows lmao. But he'll be more into matching clothing so that you'll wear his, like matching hoodies with the same design but different colors. I feel like he'll like matching rings too hehe.

Okay, I am about to lose it, but I think Camilo would save a recording of you talking or singing and use it as his ringtone like wsdtgvbjmkll, YES. 

He's both a listener/talker. He'll listen to you talking for hours and he'll blabber about everything just to make you feel better n' stuff.

"Let's laugh until we cry. We can go anywhere, or go to bed. I would accompany you everywhere, even to Hell" - Camilo Madrigal

Not every relationship would be perfect so you two would argue sometimes. Like he won't sense you're not in the mood for his jokes, you tell him to shut up, he'll roll his eyes and make fun of you for being so grumpy, and then shit just goes downhill

[Angsty] Camilo can be violent if he can't control it, he's not very harsh with words but he can make the tables turn easily (Taylor Swift style lmao). He's not the "silent rage" but "loud fury", he'll really express his distress when in a fight with you. I feel like he would accidentally hurt you, but not dramatically like a slap, he'll just shove you or firmly grab you by the arm.

He'll be the first to leave after a fight and the first to apologize, after some time alone of course. He'll seek you, it doesn't matter where you are, to say sorry with a gift or a simple kiss and hug. If you're still mad, he'll understand and give you some space but will occasionally check on you from time to time.

When things are on good terms, he'll be all happy and giddy again, he'll maybe take you out on a date or have a special moment alone together to make it up to you.

Camilo loves to pull tiny pranks on you and film it so he'll have something to make fun of you later. He'll definetly do those TikTok pranks but will stop if things get too annoying or too much for you.

Camilo is thoughtful, sentimental, and a bit of a jealous type. If he sees you talking to someone else, he'll secretly glare at them and flip them off behind your back but when you would turn to look at him he'll be smiling like an innocent angel lmao.

He's also sweet, understanding, and responsible. Surely, he can act immature and be a joker in many instances but he's a very smart guy, it'll be hard for someone to trick him. If there's a problem you're going through he's great at giving you advice. He's good at switching roles like bro he can be a fucking malewife or a mafia boss (???) at the same time lmao, mans is very versatile.

Camilo is an absolute daytime/dawn type of person. He likes to sunbathe sometimes and would take you to picnics and watch the clouds in the sky. He'll maybe ask you out on a hike or camping trip together. He'll love the idea of road trips or anything adventurous.

He likes getting to know your business, he's nosy lmao. He'll come to you for drama like "I heard you had beef with [Friend's Name], is it true?" and if you lay the details on him he'll take your secrets to the grave. He loves to gossip with you.

HE LOVES SLOW DANCING TO OLDIES THAT HIS PARENTS WOULD PLAY!!11!! Please I am so weak for that idea that he'll randomly pull you into a slow dance, hand to hand, cheek to cheek with the 80s or 90s kind of music playing in the background as if it's the end of the world. He's a great dancer too huhuhuhu

I feel like he has a secret talent for playing the drums, you'll catch him sometimes practicing in his drum set and he'll teach you sometimes (i.e he'll give you the drumsticks and sit behind you while he guides you how to hit the drums). He's intense and hot while playing the drums bro I'm about to faaaaaaint.

Absolutely and definetly a dramatic person, both ironically or not. He just has the most telenovela type of reactions to everything. If you say something like "I don't like you anymore" (jokingly) he'll drop to his knees and start speaking in Spanish, begging you to not leave him lmao.

He would love to grow his hair out and let you style it. He'll let you groom, braid, brush, and just style his hair. He likes going on spas with you and getting some of those relaxing facials and foot spas, manicures, and shit. He loves being fresh asf.

He'll send you random shit from the internet, funny videos, memes, and interesting stuff. He loves to send you selfies of his amazing outfits every day and ask stupid shit like "do these pants make my ass look fat?" lmfao. generally, he'll send you a pic of anything he's doing atm, he's shameless in sending intentionally ugly selfies and videos of him strutting in his best clothes bc he's a fashion star.

He's obsessed with sending you food that he personally made with the help of his tía Julieta

I feel like he loves to show off by getting into your hobbies, he also likes to be involved with your interests. If you're a performer, he'll go to every show/contest/event. He's a 100% supporter you can't change my mind.

As soon as you and he became official, the first person he ever told it to was Mirabel (I hc they're besties). And then the next day the news would spread and The Madrigals would know and beg for him to invite you over for dinner, he happily obliged.

Camilo is a flustered mess when he invited you to have dinner with his family, he turns from suave into a shy teenage boy lmao. His parents would see, especially Pepa, his loving gaze on you and they would go crazy. Pepa forms a raincloud and cries over how her mijo has finally become a man. His cousins and siblings would make fun of him for being so shy around you. Yeah, his family adores you.

Of course, you invite him over too so your family would get to know him. Immediately, your family would like him. He's such a show-off, he'll politely greet your mother and compliment her and tell your father how cool he is. You'll roll your eyes because it seems like your family likes Camilo over you. But yeah, your family would love to have your boyfriend over for every dinner.

His first kiss with you I feel like would be accidental, like a quick peck on the lips and his pupils dilate. He'll ask if he can properly kiss you, if you say yes he'll be incredibly tender and gentle. He's a fantastic kisser, he's got your spine tingling and your heart-stopping.

He'll take any chance he gets to pull you in for a kiss. He loves to kiss you on your forehead, temple, and the back of your hand. He loves to nuzzle his forehead with yours too hehe.

Camilo is really determined to marry you someday and throw the best wedding ever the world has ever since, Disney princess-style. He'll find the prettiest ring out there and plan a very emotional proposal. 

Bonus:  here’s a playlist to go along with the headcanons <3

taglist: @vanevafu , @irisia-ckzkb1109 , @elegantkidfansoul , @candykamikun , @cahmilo , @pochi-moochika , @justzei , @try-cry-why-try ...join here

masterlist

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Hiyaaaa! How are you? I hope this finds you in good health. My I please request some Lee! Douma, Lee! Enmu, Lee! Akaza and Lee! Koku headcanons (remove some if it's too much :)) with a reader who isn't ticklish but loves to (be a sneaky bish-) tickle them?

You don’t even know anon- Akaza’s been on the brain lately. I forgot how much I like him klarjejkakjrajek I’ve gotcha covered! :D I’m gonna do all four because I can :D

Under the cut for length!

CW: Violence and Mentions of Swearing (It’s Akaza); Demon Slayer Manga Spoilers, Upper Moon Spoilers

Lower Rank 1: Enmu

- I’ve headcanoned before that Enmu doesn’t always recieve tickles. They’re pretty crafty in avoiding them when undesired. That said, when it IS desired, they’re the easiest target to grab.

- Ticklish hand vibes! Palms, wrists, even the inside of their elbows is pretty ticklish. They find them really soothing, even if they make them giggle like crazy. Besides that, they’re fairly ticklish in the legs, hips and armpits!

- Has a sleepy laugh, deep and husky- as if they’re being awoken by said tickling. That’s the beginning of it- the longer it goes on the more bell like and high pitched it becomes. If you squeeze their hips in such a way, they’ll squeal.

- When Enmu fights, it’s with dreams- putting his Ler to sleep with dreams of them getting tickled as they flee. However, if they can get past their defenses, Enmu’s a goner. They just curl up and wail dramatically about how their going to die (but not really- they secretly really love it.)

- Not much fighting back in the moment- as I’ve said they prefer to make their lers dream while they run, but they’ll remember you. And they will get their own revenge in time. Best keep your eyes peeled if you’re the ler who got them good (Unless your Douma; can’t really do much against him).

Upper Rank 3: Akaza

- Oops I’ve fallen for him. It’s that voice of his *grumbles in Felix simp* But anyway! I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again- he’s the most ticklish demon of the 12 Kizuki. This means he’s one of the most targeted of the group and he “hates” it.

- Ticklish stripes! Especially on his torso and limbs- just gently tracing them will make him scream. Besides them, he’s generally ticklish all over his torso and arms. One squeeze to the biceps and he’s done for (shout out to @/helloitsghost for this headcanon!)

- Is known as a “breakdance squirmer”- if tickled he’ll bust out every martial art move and stunt to attack his ler while screaming profanities at them (unless it’s Rui. He’ll let the spider have his fun before getting him back #SoftSpotForRui). Douma coined the term after he watched Daki and Gyutaro tickle him relentlessly- “It’s like your dancing!” He got his head punched off for it. Worth it.

 - Howls in laughter- borderline shrieky with how loud he can get. Lots of swearing and death threats mixed in- also has what I call a “keyboard smash” laugh- it’s a string of gibbery noises mixing with his swears and death threats that sounds like he’s scat singing. It’s hilariously cute and really adds to his dance like squirms- Akaza’s just one whole performance when you tickle him.

- If you're Douma, prepare to “die”. Akaza has and will punch a whole through his ler’s chest (if they’re a demon) out of spite for being tickled. If you catch him in a good mood or your one of his “allowed” lers, he’ll grumble and pout- turning his back to you and crossing his arms like a grumpy child. This is a trap though- the moment you lean in to look at his face he’s grabbing you and tickling you right back.

Upper Rank 2: Douma

- The residential tickle demon; Douma rarely finds himself in the position of lee. If he does, it’s by his own design; he loves being tickled and will provoke anyone and everyone to do so.

- The definition of “Can’t take what you dish out.”- he’s incredible at teases but the minute you baby talk him he’s gone. Instant defeat, Douma’s puddy in your hands the minute you start teasing him. Call him cute, coo at him, point out the blush on his face or how his smile is pretty and he’s done for.

- Really ticklish lower back (shoutout to @/helloitsghost for the headcanon) and waist. Even with the numbing defense of Ice powers, just brushing these spots makes him giggle like a child. His neck and under the chin are also good spots to make this demon a mess. While more sensitive to harder tickles, you’ll find that lighter tickles are quite effective if the room is warm enough.

- Has two laughs- a fake one and a real one. The fake one is what he used to humor the the demon kids tickling him (They weren’t bad at it- they just didn’t know where to go on him.) His fake laugh is light and airy- lots of “Hohohoo!”s and “Hehe”s mixed in. His real laugh on the other hand? A hot mess. I’m talking snorts, wheezes, loud cackly laughter that rivals Akaza’s in terms of downright hilarity.

- He’s not one to fight back when tickled; he’ll accept his fate and quietly plan his next attack on his ler. He loves to watch them squirm with anticipation- never quite going for it until they think they’re safe. Post tickles are the same; he just lets them think they’ve got him good until they haven’t.

Upper Moon 1: Kokushibou

- The one most are too scared to try tickling. It was Douma who gave it a shot and realized how effective light ones can be on the swordsman. Koku’s not often a lee for the reason above, but when he is it’s a rather sweet sight.

- I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: ticklish palms. Gentle traces and scratches make him squirm and huff with laughter- never quite reaching a full laugh but it’s enough of a sight to warm the soul. Also fairly ticklish on his shoulders (shoutout to @/firepolemos05- I believe you were the one who came up with this headcanon?). Tracing them makes him shiver and laugh.

- When he was human, his laugh was low and deep- shaking his ribs with each chortle. Now as a demon- that hasn’t changed; though it feels...foreign; like a sound he forgot he could make that surprises him every time he does laugh. He can’t really tell if he likes it or not- though a part of him leans towards liking it.

- He’s not really a squirmer- he’ll freeze up when tickled and just kinda- shake. Fighting down a smile in vain, all six eyes squeezed shut with laughter. It makes him an even grander target as he’ll never fight back; accepting his fate until his ler is satisfied. He might go for revenge tickles but only if his ler is trying to provoke him into a tickle fight.

- Overall he likes tickles for the most part. They’re bittersweet; bringing up a feeling of nostalgia he can never quite get rid of; but also making his demonic heart feel strangely whole once more.

I hope these were good!

[bumbleklee]

can i pls request zhongli, kaeya, childe and diluc with a s/o who can fall asleep anywhere at anytime? thank u in advance !!!

im like 75% done with requests *breakdances* hope u enjoyed this anon (o˘◡˘o)

zhongli

no matter how often you randomly fall asleep with zhongli, he panics and thinks something is wrong

with him being the consultant for the funeral parlor in liyue, zhongli was always at meetings with clients and you usually tagged along

they were such boring meetings dealing with finances and logistics that it was easy for you to fall asleep during them

Your eyes fluttered shut within minutes of sitting down at a table in the Liyue Pavilion. The minute Zhongli opened his mouth about costs, your head tipped back and you were asleep. When your came to an hour later, Zhongli was peering at you with a concerned expression. A warm cup of tea was in front of you and you yawned dramatically. "What?" You asked Zhongli, raising an eyebrow at his look. "Are you alright? Did you faint?" He asks immediately. You roll your eyes. "We've talked about this," You say, "I love you, but you're so boring you put me to sleep."

kaeya

the one thing you and kaeya had in common was that you were both slackers from your jobs

kaeya liked to sneaked away to his office to write you love letters or steal klee and create chaos with her while you preferred to go to your office of your own job and sleep

you didn't even have to be tired but if you were given the chance to be alone in a quiet place, you were asleep

"Earth to Y/N...Y/N?"

A soft voice brought you back to your senses. Your eyes groggily opened and you lifted your head off your desk, your unruly hair falling into your eyes. When your eyes adjusted to the light, you noticed Kaeya was standing in front of you.

"Good morning," He beamed. You yawned and sat up fully, checking the time and seeing that it was almost noon. And since Kaeya had come to visit you at your job, you knew he was slacking off too.

"Can't I sleep for a few more minutes?" You smirked, opening your arms so Kaeya would envelope you in an awkward but comforting hug.

Kaeya pressed a kiss to your forehead, "I'll be the look-out for your boss."

And within minutes, you were asleep again.

childe

for the longest time, childe thought you had narcolepsy

your weird talent to fall asleep anywhere at anytime was shocking to him, especially since you managed to fall asleep at the worst times

like, for example, when you were supposed to be keeping watch of a hilichurl camp and had fallen asleep abruptly and nearly got your ass kicked if childe wasn't nearby

"You should see a doctor," Childe said for the tenth time, "It's not normal."

You only laughed at him, "I'm not just falling asleep whenever, Childe. I can just fall asleep whenever. Get it?"

He looked at you like you were crazy and ran a hand through his hair, "Whatever, whatever. Just promise me you won't take naps when you need to be patrolling, okay?"

You held up your hands in self defense, "You got it. I'll take a power nap when you take me out for dinner tonight instead."

diluc

similarly to zhongli, he was always surprised when you decided to take a random nap somewhere

you had trained your body to fall asleep anywhere at anytime since you were a little kid and you even considered it a talent nowadays

being able to fall asleep whenever you wanted got you out of a lot of duties and the more diluc got to know you, the more he picked up on your tricks

With the Ludi Harpastrum festival around the corner, you and Diluc were tasked with decorating the tavern and its surrounding courtyard. Except you really weren't in the mood to stand on a ladder for hours that day so when Diluc slipped inside the bar to grab something, you closed your eyes.

When he came back out and saw you asleep, Diluc clicked his tongue. He didn't want to wake you up but he knew you had only fallen asleep to get out of decorating. Upon spotting Diona sauntering around the town, Diluc left the girl with a very important task.

He decorated with Charles while Diona circled your sleeping body with rolls of streamers and stickers. When you finally woke up again, you started to plan a fake-apology for Diluc for your sudden slumber but when you looked down to see your body completely covered in party supplies, you knew you two were even.

[yarmiko-art]

Meta Knight headcanons

Just to warn you, this is first time Im doing something like this, so it turned out to be a some sort of character study - a pretty long thing. English isn't my first language, so if there gonna be mistakes please let me know

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★ "Kirby, it's 4 p.m. time to get dismembered by my sword"

★ Vise mentor my ass, Meta. I mean, he is learning since he is pretty chill in Forgotten Land, but it's like the latest event at the timeline at the moment. 

★ He will lend a sword to a child and ask them to stab him as a training exercise. Meta actually believes that putting a high stress level on someone will make them learn better and faster

★ Despite extreme teaching methods, Meta does mean well. And he actually can give a good technical advice. The knight isn't hopeless, but he still needs to realise that teaching people to swim doesn`t equal yeeting them into a river. Metaphorically, of course. He didn`t push anyone there. Yet 

★ For a lone swordsman Meta has a lot of friends and people he cares about. His crew means the world to him even if they have a tendency to get on his nerves sometimes. Except Sailor Waddlle Dee, he can't be mad at Sailor Waddle Dee

★ Sailor and Meta have this Bilbo Baggins and Torin dynamic

★ Has a "secret" base near Orange Ocean even though locals are pretty aware of its existence ever since whole declaration of war on a Dreamland thing. Pretty secure place that serves him and the others Meta-Knights as home when Halberd isn't in a sky

★ Refers to the base as HQ to keep thing professional

★ He will never admit it but he LOVES dramatic entrances

★ Highly competitive borb. Completely unhinged on battlefield and there`s a lot of things that can be said battlefield 

★ Due to shame of his past tries to maintain his reputation as mature calculated, cool and stoic figure which isn't a lie, but 1/3 of Meta actual nature

★ Swears a lot, which is funny considering his usually polite and old-timey speech pattern. Still very snarky and creative on insults 

★ Despite that still the most mature member of a Dream Team. Which isn't a high achievement but it counts

★ Counties to be the most mature person on a ship in Star Allies until DMK enters the room. Then it throwing hands time. Dark has exceptional talent of breakdancing on Meta`s nerves and wont stop any time soon

★ Very unhealthy coping mechanism towards his fears. "Everything I'm afraid of is need to be stabbed, or I'm getting over it as quickly as possible"

★ He is a Nightmare creation. I'm a very basic bitch

★ In fact, Meta was conceived to be a copy of Galacta Knight, not just a replica of voidborn species in general. Which is ironic considering that Meta turned out to be an complete opposite: the color palette, the wings structure (the height in giginka-verse). Personality differences are in question since there isn't a reliable records of Galacta's life in general

★ Artificial voidborn baby turned out to be a disappointment, who ran away from Daddy Dearest at first opportunity

★ Fast forward to a crush landing on a Pop Star

★ Imagine the scene from Lilo and Stich, where Stich comes out from a wrecked shuttle in flames and laughs like a little shit he is. That's it. That's Meta.

★ It's basically Lilo and Stich from this point, but without Lilo, so Meta just does whatever he wants. And he wants nothing more than wrecking havoc on a land - nobody actually gave him a crush course on what's right and whats wrong

★ Cut to the meeting with young Prince Dedede. They`re not getting along at all. Therefore this is were the whole Sworn Rivals part comes from.

★ They would continue to be at each other throats (Quite literally on Metas end, this bastard had some SERIOUS teeth even as a child), but then there's Dark Nebula

★ In the best anime fashion they join forces to seal Dark Nebula away and Meta first time in his life experiences 🎉teamwork🎉 and positive interaction

★ "Did we just become best friends?"

★ First Friend™ obtained

★ Even though NME as organization in this timeline doesn't exist, monsters that Nightmare creates aka Wolfwrath and the others are pretty big threat, cause Dad of the Year sends a few of them after Meta to get voidborn back either dead or alive.

★ This is the reason Meta didn't stick at the castle After Dark Nebula incident and went on to make his own little home near Orange Ocean shore. Later this grows to be Meta-Knights HQ and a secret base

★ Remember scarfies? Those little bastards are not native to Dreamland or Pop Star in general. There was maybe a two or three of them sent, but they made a rabbit move and repopulated in a good Pop Star environment

★ Nightmare's beasts managed to influence planet ecosystem - they are not inherently evil, mostly are just animals with somewhat higher intellect than average, that left on their own when Sworn Rivals managed to seal Nightmare  away

★ Passed out when tried a chocolate bar for first time due to sugar overload. Scared Waddlle Dee's shitless

★ Reads chessy sappy romance novels as guilty pleasure. He knows most of them are pretty meh but silliness of writing is bringing him some enjoyment

★ At the time he just met Blade and Sword, Meta always had trouble with recognizing which of the two is Sword and which of the two is Blade. Not his fault tho - those two never specified who is who during introduction. And that`s how his Mysterious Silence™ was invented. He will take this secret to the grave

★ You can catch Meta whistling when he is bored and alone. He ain`t the best whistler and struggles with it sometimes. It`s better to pretend you didn`t hear him

★ “Halbert isn`t a playground! Ignore Kirby, this one.... This one doesn`t count“

★ Involuntary dad to the rapidly growing group of kids (which has a lot of parent figures). He is opposite of Dedede here. Dedede embraces new children, especially in Pre-Forgotten Land phase