#this is'nt a joke

[voidwoods]

I just discovered a new doom2 texture

ive been modding doom for about a year now and just 5 minutes ago i was scrolling through the textures looking for on one to use and i see an unfamiliar texture ive scrolled throuh every texture in this demon infested game and never once seen it!!!! tl:dr i saw a texture i dident reconise and got so upset i posted it on tumblr

[killuintense]

you can't fucking tell me that Leon is'nt having a total dad personality in this new movie GOD I need more of him and his dad jokes

[kallystah]

~Behind the Door~

| Brothers Haitani |

~~~ Info ~~~

- french version : ended 30/30 | english version : ongoing 20 / 30

- french version on my Wattpad account : _Kallysta_

- chapters do not follow each others, they all have their own Story

- fluff, angst?, anger and fight, insult...

- Masterlist of the chapters under the prologue

~~~ Summary ~~~

You want humor, bullshit, embarrassment? There is everything in the life of the Haitani brothers! Going from their childhood, to the Kings of Roppongi, then to joining Bonten, the Haitani have overcome many misadventures... You will discover files hidden from the general public through a multitude of anecdotes

~~~ Prologue ~~~

The sun, already high in the sky, lit up the long vertiginous buildings of Japan. But the city of Roppongi reflected the rays of the star with unparalleled brutality by these limitless skyscrapers and its designer houses. One of its large buildings, planted on the border of the suburbs of this nocturnal city, imposed itself by its presence and its modernism still in full swing for the time...

The neutral and cold corridors of the private residence, served countless floors including the 14th where a mysterious door stood on the left side. The insignia of the family being indicated there, they informed the users of the family residing there, their name? Haitani.

However, behind this famous door, there was a family at first glance, rather banal. Two silent parents were setting the table while two still young voices from the living room echoed between the walls. Already fighting at their young age, the two descendants of this family as tall as three apples struggled to get along because of their difference in character...

Sadly, that was before our two brothers grew up in adversity and chaos after their parents left them to fend for themselves, without them to contain that craving for blood flowing through their veins...

This is what we could have seen with haste if we had not come to discover what was hidden behind this door of apartment 97 when the two teenagers, almost adults, find there a comforting but no less turbulent refuge…

Indeed, it's not just two brothers forcibly ruling many delinquents, no, it's two young adults who, despite their best efforts, still fail to be serious when locked together in their foot- down...

~~~Masterlist~~~

01 : ninja rindou

02 : rindou loves takoyaki

03 : introduction to cooking

04 : singer in the soul

05 : Old age is approaching

06 : detective Ran's in the place

07 : prank gone wrong (i just kill my bro relax)

08 : maid in Rindou

09 : alcohol is'nt water

10 : look. at. me.

11 : The dark ritual …

12 : First Time

13 : Mission : Baby

14 : calm bro, it pushes back

15 : Rock & Rindou

16 : It burns !!

17 : Surprise little chicks

18 : alcoholic pick-up line (i need to re write it entirely cause the pick up line dont match at all with the change off language)

19 : one for all and ran for dinner

20 : shop-chop

21 : warning : mean dog

22 : sick time

23 : it's not us ...

24 : can i order your heart ?

25 : to life to death.

26 : This doesn't sound like a joke…

27 : miss Haitani

28 : Rinzu

29 : Again ?!?

30 : my lovely hair band

[maitressonneurs]

A Fairytale

Lady Lesso x fem!reader

A:n : Hello guys ! Here it is my first fanfic about Lady Leonora Lesso (the one and only). Hope y'all enjoy this !

English is'nt my first language, sorry for the errors.

Warnings : none, just slow burn like we all like, no smut for this one xox

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You were teacher at The School for Good and Evil. It's been yet severe years that Rafal had controled the young Sophie and her friend, Agatha, saved the school and it's members. You came right after the incident, applying for the botanic course. The post was already taken yet so the School Master offered you a new role, the art professor. You were a bit confused at first. You suspected the old man for creating this new post to keep you in the school, knowing your talent to discuss with students about their feelings. It does'nt deplease you, quite the opposite actually, you waited impatiently your return among your fellow heroes.  

Before going back to your little village, you get of your way by passing by the Academy. Obviously, you joined The School for Good and Evil, under the supervision of an other professor that Clarisse Dovey, who were a student back then. You had friends, like anyone else. You fell also in love, like anyone else. But you heart was attracted by the famous Cruella De Vil, who did'nt like anything else except the fashion industry and dalmatians. You tried to catch her attention during three years by changing your style and studying the last trends, to talk with her about it when you met her at the canteen.

You understood your love was one-sided when, during the winter ball, she confimed it. After you greased the palm of a teacher by offering him help to clean his office, you were authorised to come in. At first, you were ill at ease to find yourself surrounded by all these different people. Then after a few glassses of punch, your anxiety was gone at the same time as your sobriety. You had fun swirling through the most known Evils on heavy metal. You were laughing heartily at Captain Hook's jokes when a hand layed on your shoulder. You turned over to see the woman of your desires standing behind you, a fist on her hip. She frowned, hiding her beautiful black and white make-up. It smelled like trouble.

-Hi Ella, you giggled seeing the beauty.

-Y/N, we need to talk.

-Sure !

You catched her hand in yours while dragging her behind the curtains.

-Are you drunk ? she realised.

-Yeah, I was so stressed by finding myself here.

-What on earth are you doing ? You are no supposed to be here...

-I wanted to see what's like here !

-To do what ? You have your own ball.

-But you're not invited to mine ! I wanted to tell you something top secret and super embarassing. So there I am !

-What's your secret ? she suddenly was very interested by the conversations. She finded you funny.

-You will never believe me but I'm in love with you ! That's stupid, right ?

-You're... in love with me ?

-Ridiculous, isn't it ?

-Absolutley Y/N ! I hope that's another of your strange jokes. You're an Ever and I'm a Never, that's just impossible. And I also don't share your... feelings.

You sobered up quickly. Your heart missed a beat. An Ever get a knock back by a Never. Old habits die hard.

-Cool... Right, where the only two words you said before disppeared from the ball.

You ran through the hallways, teardrowps running down your cheeks. Your heart was broken in two. You kept going, passing over the rooms. Your steps led you outside. You needed fresh air. You sat nearby the lake in the vast garden. You cried a lot. You only heard your heart-rending sob into the dark night. Through the last tears, you took a moment to observe your surroudings. It was your first time going out during the night, under the moonlight. The white crescent reflected on the dark waters of the lake, enhancing the pretty lilypads flourishing at the surface, offering a shelter for the singing little tee frogs. For you. They sang for you, expressing your sadness. A soft breeze swept the last salty tears away from your cheeks. You closed your eyes while taking a deep breath, enjoying the peacfull environment.

Ten years later, here you are again, sat in the grass, listening to the frogs croaking their heart out under the moon. The wind blew in your hair, not your tears anymore.

After this bad ending, you had deceided to concentrate only in your studies. You began by isolating yourself more often, losing a lot of your old friends, fearing to be hurt again. You could have been the princess in all the tales, who get married with her prince charming. You were made for it. You used to be the kindest with a pretty smile. But it was gone. You became the shadow of yourself, erring in the library, searching for a new book to read. You offsetted your solitude by learning new stuffs. You were the model student by only taking notes and asking questions. No one saw you again in the cafetaria, where you used to be the most. Your friends noticed this radical change. The rumor you get turned down by Cruella went around the school. You knew exactly where it came from. Cruella wasn't the kind of person to keep her adventures for herself.

You were entitled to these disparaging looks from the other Evers, who didn't understand how you could fall in love with a Never. According to some, it was to receive attention. You defended yourself at the beginning, faced with these accusations. Then, as time passed, you let the Evers' remarks pass over you, no longer bothering to even glance at them. The reaction of the Nevers was not very different in a sense. Your locker and the door to your room had been sprayed with degrading insults about you. You found yourself pushed around, cornered in the corridors by groups of Nevers, who were making fun of you. It was all difficult to deal with but you were doing pretty well until you saw Cruella laughing her head off as she threw you a ball of paper. Until then, you sincerely thought that she still considered you as her friend, but your beliefs quickly fell apart when you unfolded the sheet of paper which contained a drunken caricature of you at the Nevers ball grotesquely declaring your attraction to her.

It was only the only class in common with the Nevers, so you thought you would worry less about it, unfortunately, it was even worse. The Professor snatched the drawing from your hands and looked at it for a long time before showing it to the whole class, asking who had drawn this. No one denounced themselves and screams came from every corner. You didn't have the heart to tell off your friend. Even though you were dead inside, you didn't want her to feel the same way you did. Nobody deserves this.

Obviously, the director was made aware of the situation. The educational team tried to put solutions in place. But none really worked. You endured all the sorrows of the world until the end. When you finished your years, two choices were available to you: return to your rotten little village or live a fairy tale.

When you returned, the Grand Master asked you if it was a good idea to come back to this place that had caused you so much suffering. You smiled at him frankly, explaining that it was the past, that there was no one left from that distant era in the establishment and that you had inquired before applying. You also said that you didn't want any more students to suffer the same abuse and that the best way to deal with it was to deal with this type of thing yourself. It was probably this part that appealed to him the most about your application.

-Professor L/N? What are you doing out so late? A student's voice brought you out of your memories, making you turn your head towards him. You knew him well, he was a regular at school time. Even though he was an Ever, that didn't stop him from making a mess wherever he went. Professor Dovey said it was a repressed Never, you argued that it was his way of expressing himself.

-I contemplate the beauty of nature, Arthur. I could ask you the same thing but I know very well that you are going to tell me about it, so please sit here, you patted the grass next to you, inviting him to sit down.

-I don't really know how to talk about it so I went taking a little walk outside, see, and then I saw you all alone so I said to myself: why not talk about it with Professor L/N. She is there for us. And so here I am.

-Come to the point Arthur. You shouldn't be here, it's already well past curfew, so if you don't want to get caught by other teachers, get to the point, you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose. Normally your work hours ended at the sunset but you couldn't say no to these faces.

-Yeah, sorry ma'am. In fact, I'm… I fell in love and I don't really know how to say it without making a fool of myself, you see?

-How long do you have it on your heart?

-Oh, it must have been, I don’t know, it must have been two months. At first, you see, I thought that I just considered him as a friend then I realized that well, hm no… it's embarrassing to say but like, I imagined him trying to rolling around while caressing me-

-Thank you Arthur, no need to detail so much. Just saying you realized you liked boys is no big deal, you know, it's nature.

-Yeah but… I don't think I like girls… Like, you're very beautiful and everything, I'm not saying the opposite eh, but it just doesn't match, see? And it's weird deep down because I always believed that I would be a prince charming, like my father was. I think I'm a little afraid of that… I'm afraid of not being loved anymore because I like guys. And I can't talk about that with others, I have the impression that they wouldn't understand. I don't know what to do, because I want to tell everyone but also keep it to myself like… I don't know.

-It's normal to ask questions about who we are, about what we will become, to link reality with our dreams. It’s also normal to be afraid. We don't know the people we meet deeply enough to be sure of their reaction, and fortunately you are afraid to talk about it, you are afraid that their outlook will change and since you consider them your friends, it's hard to think that they can leave at any time because of who you are. But if they're really meant for you, they won't let you down, ever. And that’s what’s wonderful about friendship. It’s taking risks to get closer and closer to others, in the hope that they will one day return it. And we are made like that, Ever or Never, magical or not. We are made to be loved and to love in return. So if you feel it, talk about it, it's the best way to have answers.

-You are an old soul, Professor. I've never heard so well spoken of in my life, I swore.

-You make me laugh, Arthur. Now that I have listened to you, will you do the same and go to bed?

-But I still don’t know if I should confess my crush to him!

-The night door advises, young prince, rest, talk to your friends, listen to them but not too much then make your decision, that's all I will tell you this evening. Come on, damn! you gently shook him off with the back of your hand.

-Thank you Professor L/N, you are the best! he stood up, a big smile on his lips.

-Go away, little brat, and don't let me catch you hanging out of your room again at night! you made him a sign and returned to contemplating the spectacle in front of you. You were a short sleeper, not needing many hours of sleep to be in good shape the next day. However, tomorrow was a big day, you were going to take care of the ball with other teachers which will take place in a month. It was a big first for you, you kept bad memories of the last one in which you participated. But you wanted to move on, to someone else, actually. A certain Never redhead had caught your eye from the first day, and you couldn't stop thinking about her since the beginning of this year. You had a good summer vacation, having gone on a trip with other of your colleagues, including Clarisse Dovey, a great friend since you returned to the Academy. You had invited Leonora Lesso to join you but she had claimed important work that could not be postponed. Clarisse explained to you later that Lesso never took part in these kinds of outings, still having difficulty adapting to the Never Ever mixity.

That didn't stop you from sending her postcards every two days to tell her about your days and show her everything she was missing by wanting to lock herself in her office for such beautiful months. She had, of course, never responded to you. You expected no less from her, but you hoped, during these two months, to receive even a simple piece of news, reassuring you that she was still alive. Dovey had noticed your daily trips from the mailbox to the vacation home but also the letters you sent regularly. At first, she didn't care, but seeing that you weren't letting go, she wanted to talk to you about it. You beat around the bush every time she came to discuss it, at the table, or when you were enjoying the sun.

One evening, towards the end of the holidays, a big party was organized in the lodge. You had danced all evening, drinking multiple martinis. When a quieter song played, you went to sit on a chair to catch your breath. Clarisse finally joined you a few moments later, handing you a glass of water, which you swallowed in one gulp.

-Ask me your question, Cla, I promise to finally answer it.

-Are you sure ? You're a little drunk so I don't want you to regret it.

-Yeah, go ahead, otherwise you'll have a heart attack.

-Who are you sending all these letters to?

-To Leonora.

-No way! she made her eyes wide, smiling fully. “La Leonora, our Lesso?”

-Don’t make fun of me, please, you looked at your empty glass, smiling softly.

-It’s not my thing, you know that. So you are…

-In love, yeah, you finished his sentence, biting your lip, cheeks red.

-But it’s great Y/N! she yelled, shaking your shoulders.

-It depends on who, you laughed, shrugging your shoulders. “She still hasn’t responded to me since the start of the vacation so I really think it’s dead.”

-No. You know Lesso. She has too much ego to do anything nice, especially to an Ever. But I think, no, I'm sure it pleases her, even if she doesn't know how to handle so much attention. The last time, it was with Rafal and she was really disappointed…

-She told me about it, not the part where she was disappointed but I understood it well, it's just that, since my misadventure, I don't really know which way to think anymore.

-You must stop overthinking, Y/N, otherwise you will never get through it darling, I assure you, words of Fairy Godmother.

-I believe you, Clarisse, I believe you…

-Stop moping, come dance, it’s my favorite song, she said, pulling your hand.

-You've been saying that since the beginning of the evening!

-Um, probably, but at the same time, the playlist is incredible!

-You did it, you laughed, letting yourself be carried away.

-All the more reason to dance, come on!

The end of the stay went well. Clarisse kept making allusions to Lesso in the presence of the other teachers without revealing your crush for the redhead, luckily for you. When you returned to the Academy, you were so busy preparing your classes for the start of the school year and reading student files, even those you already knew, that you didn't really have the opportunity to talk at length with Lesso . You saw her from time to time, during breaks at the coffee machine, but that was all. She didn't try to come and talk to you either, even if it meant disturbing you during your work, which tugged at your heart, thinking that she would come and chat at least after all the letters sent. Since no discussion had started on her part, you left her alone. It was a cold shower, you who had been making films all summer after your return, you were clearly disappointed by her non-reaction. The flashbacks of your last attempt came back to your mind regularly and your isolation mechanism came back into place. But Dovey didn't see it that way by forcing you to help organize the ball, which you accepted, not reluctantly because you liked taking care of that kind of thing, but rather because you had to see people and that didn't enchant you.

You were working in your office on the next class. You had planned to do some painting outside but it was pouring rain, at least that was what the weather forecast said. So you were thinking about a replacement activity but nothing came to mind. You felt like you lacked inspiration for everything. Nothing made you want to paint or draw. No play seemed interesting to you to learn. The clay did not meet your expectations. And finally, the last writing assignment you asked your students was beyond mediocre and the results made you want to vomit. You had been digging through books for more than two hours now to get even an ounce of idea but nothing. Infinite nothingness.

-Y/N, excuse me for disturbing you but we need to talk about planning the ball.

-Oh, sure, what time is it? you looked up when you heard Emma Anemone. She pulled out a chair and sat down in front of your messy desk, littered with papers, sketches and books of all kinds.

-Learning about beauty, why do you read this kind of thing? she frowned as she grabbed the first book.

-Because I have no idea for my class tomorrow. I'm starting to no longer know where to go.

-But Y/N, tomorrow is Saturday! laughed the Professor. “We don’t have class!”

-Is it Friday? you stopped writing on a post it and raised your head. “But that means we have a prom meeting happening in a week! My god, what time is it?”

-It's six o'clock in the evening. The meeting started an hour ago, that’s why I came to pick you up.

-Oh my, I was so deep in my research that I lost track of time, you stammered, opening a drawer with a folder containing all your notes for organizing the ball.

-You're not the only one, it seems that Leonora caught the same illness as you, mocked Emma.

You nodded then headed towards the room where the meeting was taking place. You apologized flatly and sat down next to your friend before trying to resume the thread of the discussion.

-We were talking about the buffet, Clarisse whispered in your ear.

-Thank you, you smiled at her, placing your hand on her thigh. You had both gotten used to being quite tactile in each other's company.

-What do you think, Y/N? asked Lesso, who hadn't said anything since she arrived at the same time as you. You turned to her, not really understanding why she was asking you the question. You rummaged through your notes before clearing your throat.

-So… I noted that it would be essential to have vegan and anti-allergic meals. Otherwise, tapas are easier to eat. I don't really see what to add, we had already talked about it and everyone agreed, if I remember correctly, you conclude by putting your hand back where it was, having removed it when you spoke.

-I think Y/N said everything, does anyone have anything to add? No ? Well, we can move on to the next item: drinks, the School Master redirected, checking a box on the board behind him.

You listened attentively to the discussions going well. You had the same debate about whether to add alcoholic drinks or not last week. Mechanically and to kill the boredom that was growing deep within you, your fingers made small circles on your friend's leg.

-Y/N? What do you think ? Since you have easy contact with the students, what did they say? Lesso called out to you, tapping the table with his fingertips. She stared at you, waiting for you to respond.

-Um, I haven't really had the chance to talk about it with them. It’s not really what they come to talk to me about, actually. But if you ask me, I think it won't hurt them to drink a little, at least for those who want it. If we ban it, some people will drink it anyway. We all know that if it is prohibited, students will tend to want to go against our rules. So I prefer it to be controlled and than they don't have an alcoholic coma in their corner, you shrugged your shoulders, feeling like you were repeating the same thing for the tenth time in a month. It was driving you crazy.

-I feel like I've heard this speech before, Dovey whispered in your ear. You chuckled and moved closer to her.

-Don't talk to me about it, I'm going to become a doting old woman if this continues, you huffed. She began to laugh softly, hiding her mouth behind her hand.

-If so, you already are, she added. Your mouth turned into a silent O and a fake look of vexation appeared on your face.

-Hmm, excuse me but you are indeed the oldest between the two of us, so I think that the one who will become an old woman is definitely you, you pointed your index finger in her direction then planted it on her chest.

-Call me an old fossil while you're at it.

-I was hesitant to do it but since you offered it so kindly, I'm not going to hold back in this case…, you were about to continue when the Grand Master spoke again.

-The teams are formed, I'm counting on you to have everything ready for next Friday. I thank you for your attention and release you, he finished, spreading his arms.

You watched as everyone stood up and headed towards their pair, not knowing who you were with. You turned to Clarisse to ask her, but she was in deep discussion with Emma. Your eyes scanned the room, to see who was alone. Two gray peepers met your gaze. Shit.

-Y/N, you look extremely lost, are you okay? a Professor asked you.

-No, I don't know who I'm with.

-With Lesso, she was even the one who suggested it.

-Ah, was the only word you could get out. Leonora asked to work with you?

-You don't seem happy to be with me. Would you have preferred the beautiful dove? whispered a warm voice behind you.

-I'm delighted to work with you, Leonora, you replied, turning to her with a big smile. You could kill to make her talk to you like that any longer.

-Good because we have no choice. See you tomorrow morning to start thinking, in my office?

-Perfect, see you tomorrow, you didn't have time to finish your sentence as she was already gone. You exhaled, feeling like you had been in apnea while she was there. God, your heart was beating fast.

Seven thirty-three. This was the fifth time in four minutes that you looked at the clock, feeling like it was moving way too fast. You were used to sleeping in on Saturday mornings, but today was a different day. You were going to spend a long time, you hoped, in the company of Leonora Lesso, the object of your thoughts and that made you more than nervous.

You had run a lavender-scented bubble bath, lilac in color, with rose petals sprinkled on top. Pink and white candles surrounded your bathtub, being the only source of light in the bathroom with the mirror lamp in front of which you spread a brownish clay mask. While waiting for it to dry, you grabbed the note that Clarisse had written to you, found at the foot of your door this morning, when you woke up.

Don't let yourself get carried away by your stress, you will manage it ! I believe in you, tear it all up! - C.

You smirked a little when you read her note, warming your heart. You read it one last time before getting into your hot bath. The feeling of the water on your skin made you sigh with well-being. If it were up to you, you'd take baths every day, but unfortunately, days only lasted twenty-four hours, even in fairy tales, much to your chagrin. You played with a petal that brushed your shoulders, observing the ripples the water made when you moved slightly, making the foam move back and forth, like sea foam responding to the moon. You closed your eyes, taking advantage of the quiet moment to relax. Your hair tickled your neck as you cracked your neck slowly, to an imaginary rhythm. Your hands massaged your sore ankles and calves from the excursion organized in the forest by the Botany Professor, who had asked you to accompany him, which you had kindly accepted. After relieving your aches and pains, you use your sponge to rub your body and scent it with lavender.

Eight seven. You were out of the bath, letting the water run down the drain. With a towel around you, you put on your makeup as usual: a line of liner, lipstick and glitters, it was your guilty pleasure. You stood back and looked at yourself for a moment in front of the mirror. You liked the image you saw of yourself, making you smile with excitement. You looked like a fifteen year old going on her first date, and that idea made you happy.

On your bed, several outfits were lying. You looked over them, wondering which one was the most suitable. Remembering the day's weather, being confirmed by the gray clouds outside that were crying, you put away the two light dresses you had taken out. You now had the choice between a two-piece suit with a turtleneck or loose pants with a floral blouse. You opted for the second option. You didn't really have a reason to wear that outfit, your intuition taking precedence over reason. With your glasses on your nose, you checked yourself in the mirror, adjusting the ribbon in your hair before taking your bag, which you dragged with you everywhere, no matter the time of day.

It was nine o'clock when you knocked at Lesso's office, two coffees in hand. You waited patiently, hearing the heels move closer to where you were. A red head appeared as the door opened. You sent her your best smile as you entered, not waiting for her agreement.

-Hello Nora, how are you? I got you a macchiato, you placed her goblet on her table, which you had decorated with the nickname you gave her followed by a sun. It was a habit you picked up on your days off.

-Hello Y/N, you look in good shape, you who are not used to waking up so early on a Saturday morning… she grabbed the coffee and took a sip, emitting a slight hum of contentment at the taste of her favorite coffee on her tongue. You didn't answer her, knowing full well that it was more of an observation than anything else, taking the opportunity to examine the room. You were starting to know it by heart, from spending time here. But small spots of color drew your gaze towards the back of the office. It was new. You approached it, sipping your latte. You almost choked when you recognized the postcards hanging on the cork board, once decorated with tables and formulas, which was now covered with your postcards. They were arranged by date, all present, alone on this large table. You marked this vision in your memory. A light blush blooms on your cheeks, accompanied by a soft smile. A feeling of relief spread throughout your body.

-I didn't have time to answer you but… thank you, Lesso's voice was heard behind you.

-I hope you didn't feel too oppressed by my cards, you laughed, turning away from the letters. “I was really sad that you couldn’t come with us, you know… I missed you a lot during these two months.”

-They made me feel a little less alone in this huge school, she shrugged, looking out the window. You nodded, enjoying this vision of her, contemplating the beauty of nature, her mind wandering over a whole bunch of thoughts that you wouldn't dare say you knew. This woman was a mystery to you. You could easily guess his emotions but that was all. Unlike Emma or Clarisse, who were open books, she was more difficult to pin down. It was one of the many things you liked about her.

-Do you know what we need to work on?

-You really didn't listen to anything the Grand Master spoke about?

-You know the answer, you smiled, making kitten eyes. “Would you please explain to me, Professor Lesso?”

-Good, she rolled her eyes, holding back a smile. “We must prepare the decoration of the reception room in relation to the chosen theme. Do you remember the theme, at least?”

-It's under the sea, if I remember it correctly.

-Well done Y/N, it seems like you were paying attention to at least something.

-Thank you, it took a lot of effort knowing that another person kept distracting me. Am I forgiven?

She sighed as she sat down behind her desk. You took a seat across from her, on the other side of the table, taking out your things and your notes. You quickly moved all your things to the floor, the desk was really too small to hold everything. Plus, you didn't know how to sit still and think, which made you constantly get up and sit down, driving Leonora crazy with your constant pacing. A picnic on the wooden slats, consisting of prepared sandwiches and coffee, served as lunch when twelve o'clock struck. You've been working on the project for a long time, new ideas blooming in your and your colleague's minds every fifteen minutes. You had difficulty at first setting limits and then, once they were established, things came together naturally.

-So, in your opinion, it would be more interesting to only put the lights in blue, and the rest of the decorative elements in white? It’s true that it’s interesting but-

-Wait, Nora, you have foam, you interrupted her by leaning towards her, both of you sitting on the floor. You wiped away the remaining milk foam that left a little white mustache above her lips. Your thumb gently stroked the top one as you focused on your task. You were close, very close. When you were finished, you looked back up at her eyes, who were staring at your own lips, mouth slightly parted. She was divine like that. If it were up to you, you would stop time forever in this position so you could contemplate it for the rest of your life. A furious desire to kiss her suddenly took hold of you. You cleared your throat then quickly stepped back, putting some distance between you. Your cheeks burned, like his.

-What were you saying, Leonora? you managed to articulate, trying to read what was written on the paper in front of you.

-That your idea of only putting the lights in blue to give the impression of being in the water was a very good idea. We can reuse decorations from previous years.

-That's what I was thinking when I suggested that, you avoided her gaze, your cheeks still red. “And so, do you think we should make one long table or several scattered around the room?”

-I had imagined lots of little circulars around the dance floor, she took out a plan that she had drawn, giving an image of what she had thought of. You leaned forward, to get a better overview of what she was offering.

-It’s a very good idea, but on the other hand, this one is too close to the toilets and this one to the buffet… you thought out loud. Lesso handed you a pencil. Your hands overlapped for a moment, making you shiver. Your gaze plunged into that of the redhead, engulfing you in her gray eyes, making you think of the clouds thundering outside, containing streaks of light that had attracted you since your childhood. Her fingers tenderly caressed your palm.

-Who are you planning to go to the ball with? she whispered, not wanting to disturb what was happening between you.

-I don't have anyone yet… Would you like to come with me? you offered, hearing your pounding in your ears.

-I thought you were never going to ask me, she smiled. You bit your lower lip as you slid towards her lips. Damn, how you would like to make her yours, right now. You placed a hand on her cheek. She leaned into your touch, closing her eyes. You moved even closer to her. Several dull knocks were heard. Someone was knocking on the door. You didn't have time to understand what was happening when Lesso was already opening it, greeting the intruder.

-Hi Lesso, hello Y/N, I came to see where you were in preparing the decorations for the ball, are you progressing well? Anemone entered the room, looking at your sketches and annotations.

-Hello Emma, everything is going well, we just finished the final plan, Leonora grunted. She didn't seem happy with the Professor's unexpected arrival.

-Excellent ! I go around each group to get an idea of the remaining work. I won't bother you anymore, see you Monday! she greeted you after you handed her a folder with the finished work.

-Okay, since we're done, it's time for me to leave, I think, you announced, picking up your bag and your empty coffee cup.

-It's getting late, I understand, replied the redhead, helping you pick up everything, checking that you hadn't forgotten anything.

-It’s been a trying day, hasn’t it? you looked at her, cheeks still pink from the interaction you had just had with her before Professor Anemone interrupted you. Your brain was going a hundred miles an hour. Would you have kissed if she hadn't come? Was Lesso expecting the same thing as you?

-Of course, but I really liked it, she looked away while playing with one of her rings.

-Me too. I too enjoyed working with you, you smiled at her as you walked towards the exit.

-We should do this more often, she added, following you. You didn’t want to leave and the way she was acting made you think the same thing. You leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed. You watched her walk towards you.

-Do you already have an outfit planned?

-I was planning to wear a sky blue suit, why? she stopped a few centimeters from you. You could smell her vanilla scent.

-To be able to match it with my outfit, if we come together, I have to look perfect next to you, you pushed one of her red locks out of her face.

-Very good idea, she eyed you up and down. “I never told you this but, I really like this floral blouse you are wearing, it’s my favorite.”

You felt your cheeks redden and for a moment, time stopped. She moved her face closer to yours and placed a kiss on the corner of your lips.

-See you soon, Y/N, she closed the door in front of you.

You lay on your bed, feeling more nervous than ever. You replayed the day spent with Leonora over and over in your head. Your heart was beating wildly as you saw your lady approaching you again to kiss the corner of your mouth. This woman was going to have your death, and you were more than happy about it.

The week before the ball passed extremely quickly. The students weren't concentrating at all during class hours and neither were you. You were all chatting together about their clothes, who they invited, the general excitement throughout the school. Some went there as best friends, others hoped to be able to declare their love to their crush. You were part of this second part.

-And you, Professor L/N, who are you going with? Arthur asked, with a smirk.

-Oh yes ! the rest of the class responded in heart.

-With Professor Lesso, sorry Arthur, but the place is already taken, you sent him a wink while the whole class returned to lively discussions, each in their own corner. You moved closer to the boy, close enough that only he could hear you. “So, have you managed to talk about it with your friends?”

-Yes, thank you very much Professor, he gave you a brilliant smile. “Plus, he asked me to be his date to the ball, so I think it’s a good start!”

-Well done champion, you're going to tear it up, you ruffled his hair before trying to regain some calm before the end of the class. “Please, let’s try to do something with the small time we have left. Tomorrow is the big day, I know that only too well, but that doesn’t change the fact that we still have to work a little.”

Grunts of discontent were heard throughout the class, which diminished as soon as you announced a dance class for everyone, which pleased the students. In the corner of the room, a record player waited patiently for you to place a vinyl on it and start playing music.

-Miss Agnès, come and demonstrate with me, please.

-With pleasure Professor, a young lady walked up to you and took up position. You led the dance, making the girl's petticoats flutter around you. His comrades looked at you, amazed.

The end of the course went excellently. After the bell rang, some students remained in class to continue practicing. You had passed from hand to hand to perfect certain positions, but overall, everyone had done well. The sun was setting as the last student left, leaving you alone in the huge classroom, the music still playing. You began to hum the tune while letting yourself be carried away by the haunting music. You raised your hands above your head. You closed your eyes, letting your hand slide down your cheek, lowering it to your neck, tracing your skin. You rocked gently, almost tenderly. At the sound of your classroom door, you opened your eyes, searching for the cause.

-Hello my sweet, are you training one last time for tomorrow? Lesso began, having been unmasked. She stood in the doorway, leaning against it, a smile on her lips.

-Hello my crow, I don't want to disappoint you, above all, you gave her a wink as you approached her. You placed your hands on her hips.

-From what I've seen, I'll be the one who stands out, she admitted, looking into your eyes.

-How about we warm up together before the big day? Maybe you'll get to my ankle, if you're focused enough, you pull her by the waist, biting your bottom lip.

-That’s what we’re going to see, darling.

You stuck your tongue out at her as you went to put another vinyl on the turntable. A much sweeter song than the previous ones was heard in the classroom. You turned towards her, moving your hips in a way too provocative not to understand your little game. You were going to make her waltz, and in every sense of the word. You started dancing wildly, making each other waltz in all directions. You both had red cheeks but enough energy to continue this competition as a duo. It's been a while since the song was finished. It didn't seem to bother you that much, dancing to an imaginary rhythm silently agreed between you and Lesso. She had regained control of the dance. One of her hands was on your lower back, pulling you closer to her. You almost snuggled up to her, still giving her a challenging look with a sly smile. You circled your arms around her neck, making her lean towards you. Everything was calm around you. You didn't realize that your waltz had turned into a very slow slow dance, but incredibly intimate at the same time. She ran her fingers over your cheek, removing the few strands of hair that were obstructing your eyes.

-You are really beautiful… she breathed, pulling you closer to her, if that was possible.

-You're not bad either…

-What does it mean ? If anyone else had said that to her, she probably would have taken it badly. But then, a gentle, teasing smile appeared.

-I don't really know, but I know very well who my type is, you pretended to think before continuing. “Quite tall, a Victorian style that suits them perfectly, eyes gray like the ocean on a stormy evening, a fox face with a bad temper… Yes, that’s what I mean.”

-A bad character ? Leonora looked at you for a moment, a semi-offended look on her face.

-Is that all you learned from what I just said? You are beyond redemption.

-No, but I find it surprising that you end with that… She turned her head away.

-Stop complaining, you're going to prove me right, you laughed softly then placed a light kiss on the corner of her lips, as she had done the previous Saturday. “See you tomorrow, Leonora.”

It’s the big day. Your alarm hadn’t gone off. So you were running around cursing the machine so that your schedule for the day was respected as little as possible. Clarisse had come to your rescue when you knocked on her door around 10 a.m., looking absolutely panicked.

-I swear, Y/N, if you don't calm down, I'm going to have to use strong manners, your friend warned you, sitted at your office table. “You’ll be running around like a headless chicken for three hours soon, you’re making me dizzy! Breathe, you have time, the ball is only tonight.”

-But I still have so many steps to check off my list… I want everything to be really perfect, and for everyone!

-Hey there, very gentle with you, she got up and took you in her arms, which automatically calmed you down. “You’re not the only one who has to deal with everything, trust us. Trust yourself. All right ?"

-Hmm, she raised your face and looked for a sign of disagreement in your eyes, which she did not find.

-Now that you have finally returned to normal, we can continue. Can you help me do my hair?

You turned around in front of the mirror for the fifth time in front of your friend's tired gaze.

-Y/N, I love you from the bottom of my heart and you know it, but for the love of Merlin, I will never accompany you to a ball again.

-Are you sure the dress suits me? I'm afraid of looking like a potato in a canvas bag.

-You are perfect, I'll tell you again, this dress is splendid on you and if you don't manage to catch Lesso tonight, I don't know what to do…

-Do you think she will like my dress? And my hair? Are they well placed behind?

-Okay, I'll let you finish, Emma shouldn't be long. We arranged to meet downstairs.

-Okay, thank you Cla, I love you, by-bye! you greeted her, having half listened to what she had just told you, too busy checking the folds of your petticoat.

A knock on the door made you jump. You looked at the clock which showed six o'clock. It was time. You took a deep breath, powdered your nose then opened the door with a huge smile, hiding your nervousness. In front of you, Leonora dressed in a magnificent three-piece sky blue suit, highlighted by silver jewelry, a bouquet of lavender in her hand was patiently waiting for you. You couldn't help but smile like an idiot when faced with her first date at fourteen.

-It's for me ? you pointed at the bouquet.

-No, it’s for the Grand Master. Of course it's for you, stupid, she handed it to you, a blush on her cheeks.

-They are magnificent, thank you Leonora, you ran to put them in a vase before coming back to her. “You look breathtaking in this ensemble, I really like it.”

-I can say the same thing about you, she leaned forward, a smile on her lips.

You grabbed her arm after placing a kiss on her cheek. You both entered the reception room, arms intertwined.

-We really did a good job with the decorations, you began.

-Absolutely, I think we deserve to relax from now on, she turned to you then invited you to sit down while she went to get a drink.

-Thank you Nora, do you think it’s alcoholic punch?

-You really didn't listen to anything during the meeting?

-Not really… you broke down in front of his mocking look. She toasted with you.

-Unfortunately, your arguments were not unanimous, so it will be fruit juice for everyone this evening!

-Too bad… What can we toast to?

-To the beautiful evening we are going to spend together?

-At this party, you conclude by taking a sip, dragging your gaze across the room. All the students were enjoying it, some on the track, others laughing among themselves. Nevers and Evers were mixed, without exception. You noticed Arthur in the company of another Ever, Snow White's son. He saw you and you waved at him. He responded with a thumbs up, looking absolutely delighted. This vision saw you smile. Agnes, a young princess, came towards you.

-Good evening Professor L/N, I came to thank you for yesterday’s dance class.

-You’re welcome, Miss Agnès, it was an immense pleasure to dance with you.

-Can I go overboard by asking you for this dance? she proposed. You glanced at Lesso who seemed absorbed in the curtains.

-With pleasure, you took her hand in yours, bringing her to the dance floor. After the traditional waltz, a jig began. You participated in it with joy, being your favorite type of dance. You looked around and saw Leonora still in the same place where you had left her. You ran to grab her hand and, without her being able to say anything, she found herself stuck between you and a teacher, hand in hand. You were laughing out loud, like most of the students. At first, she seemed to endure the situation but when the duet game came, a small smile appeared when you stood in front of her. You looked absolutely beautiful, hair flying, cheeks flushed, and a huge smile adorning your face. Everything was beautiful.

-Nora, I need to go outside, will you come with me?

-I'm following you, she let you move forward, before following in your footsteps through the school. All you could hear was the sound of your heels against the tiles and the distant sound of the music. You walked to the lake. You let yourself fall to the ground and Lesso hugged you, more delicately.

-The moon is beautiful, isn’t it? you turned to the redhead, who was looking at you. She looked ethereal in the moonlight. Her hair had been controlled for tonight and tonight only, in a tight bun. She was leaning towards you, her warm breath caressing your nose.

-She is… you leaned over her, sitting on her knees. You placed your hands on her cheeks. You searched her eyes for any sign of discomfort. But you only saw desire and… envy?

"Can I ?"

As her only response, she crushed her lips against yours. You felt yourself leaving, luckily she held you firmly by the hips, keeping you close to her. As you broke away to get some air, you looked into her eyes and read what you wanted to see there. Your lips attacked hers, biting them enough to make her groan. You slid along her jaw, wanting to taste every bit of her. You placed purple kisses on his neck, soothing the pain with licks. When you raised your head, you noticed that you were no longer in the garden, but in Leonora's room. She had teleported you here, so as not to be disturbed by anyone. That was the trigger. You took off her blazer and vest while she returned the favor, at the level of your neck and your décolleté. A moan escaped you, leaving no more doubt about the rest of the night.

You were woken up by the sun tickling your skin. You opened your eyes to see your beautiful redhead sleeping in front of you, one arm resting on your hip.

-Hello darling, you whispered, caressing her cheek.

-Hello, she groaned, opening her eyes with difficulty. In contact with the sun's rays, she went to hide in your chest.

-Slept well ?

-Mh yeah… she placed a kiss above your bare breasts. You chuckled, stroking her back.

-Nora, I…

-Yes ? she raised her head to meet your gaze.

-Do you want to be my girlfriend ?

-We literally just had sex all night, of course I want to be your girlfriend, she pulled you into a kiss, which made you smile.

You finally got it, this fairy tale.

[lee1504]

kind of random (and sorry this is'nt a request but) who are your TOP 10 favorite characters in any form of media???

10??? do i even know that much???

(and media's a book, movie, etc, right? i hope? anyway, based on what i think media is, here's my list. not in order. also am i supposed to put why?)

aiden clark <- school bus graveyard (which i guess is kinda obvious). anyway, aiden's one of my favorite because of his goofy attitude. even though he's usually/mostly seen as the 'joker' of the group, i love how much depth he has as character (and he also has a lot of angst writing possibilities :D)

tamaki suoh <- ouran high school host club (current pfp hehe). he's such a silly billy, and he really cares for haruhi even though his actions can be a bit overwhelming/over the top sometimes. he also respects haruhi's boundaries (like in the last episode) and cares for his friends (the homosexual supporting cast lol) too

haruhi fujioka <- ouran high school host club (be warned, some of this list is just going to include the ohshc cast ajsnwansnam). she's beautiful, she's smart, she's funny. she also knows what she wants, what she doesn't want, etc. her character design is so simple yet pretty, which i also love

hikaru/kaoru hitachiin <- ouran high school host club (idk if they count as 2 people but i'm putting them in one category). i love their goofy sibling energy (when they're not entertaining in the club) and how protective and caring they are of each other. they're also one of my favorite chaotic duos lol

kyoka jiro <- my hero academia. i love her energy, her aesthetic, etc etc. she's such a pretty character, even though her quirk can be seen as not as powerful as some of the other students. she was also one of my first favorite characters

lizzie hearts <- ever after high. i think she was one of my favorites because i had an obsession with the queen of hearts/wonderland after reading Heartless by Marissa Meyers (i think?). i also love her accent, and her design, and she's such a cutie patootie

leo valdez <- heroes of olympus/riordanverse (dam i almost forgot about him T-T). anyway, similar to aiden, even though he jokes a lot in the books/similar stuff, people somtimes mischaracterize him. he also has a lot of character depth. i also think he gives babygurl energy lol

xyx <- blooming panic. i love his energy throughout the game, all his trolling and jokes, etc. he just adds the funny energy to the game/server. his character design is cute/simple, his accent is also pretty nice, and he's also babygurl coded (imo). he also has a cat, which is why he's my favorite

rozy <- the guy upstairs. she is such a smart female main character. even though some of her actions are rash because she sometimes panics/overthinks when thinking about helping her friend, hawa. she's independent and brave, but also a bit flawed, which is why she's such an awesome and realistic character

kang dae <- to the stars and back. he's such a supporting boyfriend to bo seon, and is always caring for him even though he didn't like him in the beginning lol. he respects bo seon's boundaries, and makes sure not to pressure him or anything. he's also a really kind and funny character

[ortie-pnk]

Seeing people left tumblr for its transphobia to go to twitter seems like a joke to me.

Twitter is the playground of a fascist eugenist who want to "fix" people brain with tech.

I don't know about bluesky but it isn't more appealing to me.

At this point in time we can't expect not to be on the virtual land of a rich cunt exept on the fediverse (mastodon, plethora etc) and on our own websites and forums.

I love it here, and i'd hope it would stay a nice place to be. But if we have to go, can we choose a place that is'nt design for profit and white supremacy ?

[princess-of-the-corner]

Ask HC: Look, is not that u don't trust you guys" but is'nt it dangerous to have the two main heroes that appear in every fight use the two miraculous to villain want? And the most powerful ones?? The monkey could work instead of the cat, since it mess with the akuma powers. Just asking

Ladybug: "Good luck with the property damage!"

Ladybug: "Jokes aside, considering Hawkmoth did manage to get his hands on the rest of the Miraculous not in circulation at one point, it's better if they're in two places separate from the others."

Ladybug: "Not only does the Ladybug have Miraculous Cure, but part of the Cure is being able to Purify the Akumas purge Hawkmoth's Magic from them. The other Miraculous can't do that. And due to the Ladybug's nature, the Cat needs to also be out to balance it."

[bubukhwahish]

So the first time we hear this word the words like Women empowerment, and girl power starts clashing our mind.I am an extremly feminist girl and I havent known a girl who is not.

feminism serves as an different defination for all the women out there. But as a teenager I feel that feminism is'nt always about woman partiarchy or man hating its all about equality to all the genders. How do we feel when we see a man doing household chores or changing a diaper? or a woman as a plumber or an electrician? . We  won't will to agree but its true that we all  somehting wrong for a couple of moments. 

That is'nt our fault though, because we have always seen a specific gender  doing all those chores. Every work in this universe has a specific gender who has to perform it. 

Like have you ever imagined someone saying COMMON WOMAN instead of comman man ? These are too mediocre examples but if we think of a word say plumber the first image that comes to our mind will be of a male rather than a female or say homemaker ..the sight that strikes our brain will be of a woman rather than a man. Changing this mentallity is one of the assets of feminism.  Though we all consider it as stereotype nowadays but we will agree that some part of us know that we all accept this stereotype someway or the other. 

 Some people consider feminism as a victim card for woman. Many times feminsim is defined as man hating or women superiority. So this meaning of feminism is for those who has'nt really understood the core of feminsim. So talking about teenagers especially girls often hear the word feminism as a taunt or sarcasm and even humour. Like if you support the girl side in some or the other situation you invite a comment" oh here comes the feminist !" " I won't say anything ohterwise it will hurt your feminist sentiments" . So somtimes I wonder that is it that bad to public our opinio about a certain situation.Many hate the word because they have'nt really figured out the true meaning of it.  Every girl between the age of 13 to 18 must have felt that being a feminist is kind of a joke to everyone.So listen here if you are a teenager and you are firm with your morals, you are independent enough to take your own decisions, you are capable of expressing your point of you regarding any situation ...Congratulations you are a feminist. But if you still hate the word its not the word thats important its the true sentiments and the core that means it.

A feminist is anyone who recognises the equality and full humanity of women and men.

So yesss , I am a feminist and No I don't hate boys. I respect every gender equally and I am proud of it !

[yourfavhasadevilsheart]

im going to kill you lucas

@loiswasadevil wow really sending multiple death threats over a joke blog, is'nt suicide supposedly one of your bajillion catalyst? but sure send death threats great to see your fucking insane (:

p.s no fucking idea who lucas is.

[the-english-cowboy]

This is'nt my usual cuppa tea of a post, especially here on tumblr. But this is a story that had to be told. Last week, my family invited my partner on a day out. After a very long day on a group of estates, a few miles apart from eachother, our final stop was an amazing waterfall in England (The 1st one I've actually seen in perosn). While we were sitting down and watching the waterfall, my mum managed to snag this photo of my partner (right) resting their head on me (left). This is a normal thing for us to do, as I personally am not a very 'huggy' person, but it seemed very special to my family. After my partner had been dropped home, and I was at home talking to my mum, she told me that she absolutely loved having my partner come on this day out with us, and how she thought my partner was an amazing person (she was just telling me stuff I already knew). My partner had met my parents before, but never had it been a full day that they got to spend with eachother. I am always gonna remember this. My partner truly is an amazing person. They got allong incredibly well with my parents, and they even managed to drill into my dads rather solid personality and crack loads of jokes and have conversations with him. I absolutely love my family. (Also massive gender euphoria moment- I pass so well in this- I'm crying rn)

[jiminy-crickets]

this is a good preformance, i dont know who this artist is, despite the fact that i have heard this song fucking millions of times, so.... you know, didnt know she had a face.

ok miss confetti

trophy porn fancam

nope, spoke too soon, not fancam, skit. not a great skit.... but uh, it is a skit, HE DOES A GOOD HOWARD STERN!!! bad trump impression, decent goldblum, funny (but bad) bettman. that is a.... wow that is sure a connor mcdavid.

i have no clue who this dude is, a comedian, seems funny, voice does NOT match his face, did make a good CAD-USD exchange rate joke so.... i immediately like him.

BEARD JOKE!!!! YEAHHHHHH MAKE GAY JOKES IN FRONT OF THE HOCKEYS, MAKE THEM POLITELY LAUGH WHILE AT LEAST THREE OF THEM ARE SITTING NEXT TO THEIR OWN BEARDSSSSSS

okay well you didnt need to instantly ruin it by brining up the edmonton flasher lady, she seems very nice and you dont gotta tell even more people that she did that.

YEAHHHHHH FUCK U AUSTON AND YOUR STUPID (kinda hot ngl) PORNSTACH

i just cant get over the hosts voice, hes funny but god, are you a carnival barker???

yotes joke :'(

THERES MY SWEET BABY CHILD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY SILLY SILLY BOY!!!!!! FACE LIKE A HAUNTED DOLL!!!!!!! NEVER SEEN A CAMERA BEFORE HE THINKS ITS GONNA ATTACK HIMMMMM <333333333333333 (the camera cutting to bedsy after a mcdavid joke is.... that shouldnt be as funny as it is)

nikitas SMIRK!!!!!!! hes such a lil shit head

omg the edit of connors face onto a sonogram...... i fear i may be obsessed <3

A CONNOR SMILE THAT IS'NT FORCED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! last unforced connor smile was seen at worlds.

you can really feel the racid vibes of a room full of straight men though the screen.

okay the shot of nate with cale ominously over his shoulder one row back looking like a blonde child specter haunting him is fuckin stellar 10/10.

i fuckjing hate these stupid LED drummers, so stupid. i hate them

this is gona take so long, iots 8:58 i started watching at 8:15, every time i cringe i pause and scroll instgaram until the doom leaves my body

happy for nate <3 hes so rectangular and handsome

i like these homosexual DJs

buble microdose quote my beloved <3

he does a VERY GOOD BUBLE

okay yeah facetiming with my parents is not making this go faster

one thing about elliotte freedman, hes gonna be wearing a cunty funky silly fun suit.

i need to pause, because i love connor with all my heart and because of the aforementioned "oops, it was at 7 not 8" i know hes gonna win so i just need to prepare for whatever he decided to say, because my mentally ill brain will warp it into the saddest thing ever no matter what.

SECOND REAL CONNOR SMILE SPOTTED!!!!!!!! hugging his family has elicited a real emotion in him!!

god those stupid fucking LED drummers

HIS SUIT HAS SPARKLES OF SOME SORT!!!!!! nice polite canadian boy thanking the fans and his family <3333333333333333

also "the chicago organization"..... 🤨🤨 @pwhl-mybeloved that has the exact vibes that that one part of our back and forth 'what does his search history look like' convo when we got into him exploring the hawks whole 'branding' and spiralling into learning about colonialism.

the hair is NOT doing him favours, like i know its a special event, but boy put the product DOWN do NOT slick your hair back, you are balding at 18!!!! go back to the fluffy middle part 2020s does 90s heartthrob!!!! it looked GOOD ON YOU!!!!!

i love the cut to the hughes each looking like they want to kill someone, quinn wants to murder connor for winning, luke wants to kill himself for not winning, and jack is just posing for the camera i guess, but he looks like angry while he poses.

okay not suuuuuuper fond of this dudes LIVE impressions..... but maybe its just the bad wig and incorect nate voice. like.... dude nate does interviews a LOT of interviews, i dont know what voice you're doing but uhhhhhhhhhhh...... aint it

i take it back, its a great impression just because hes being a dick about nate never having won the hart it despite being nominated three times before.

GATEN MATARAZZO?????? okayyyyyy okay he really will show up to anything but i like it!!!

WOOOOOOOOOO i <3 living donors!!!!!! donate a kidney!! chop off part of your liver!!!!!! give blood!!!!!!! donate your hair!!!!!!! sign up to medical trials!!!!!!!! do flu camp!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HELP THIS WORLD!!!!!!!!!!

god quinn looks GOOD, he looks so good! he looks HOT, he looks like hes taken a nap.

god damn quinn is thanking a LOT of people, which is so funny because he gives such big "stuck in the fae world like arthur spiderwick" vibes.... like how do you know these people quinny???? youve been stuck in the fae world for sixty years!!!!!!!

ohhhh yeah hes got that arthur spiderwick swag (looks around confused then becomes dust and ceases to exist)

NOOOOO NO THE HOST IS DOING "STAND NEXT TO THE PERSON AND MAKE JOKES ABOUT HIM" NOOOOO!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE HES JUST A BABY!!!!!!!!!!

i take it back, its a good joke, its a connor is a baby joke, and those are GOOD jokes, please please remind the old men that hes just a child, that they are all just children, remind them of the humanity behind the players before you auction the new babies off tomorrow like meat.

i was so distracted by the host i didnt even notice connor staring into the camera for.... a while, looking at it like its gonna attack him.

also 0.5 of a real smile!!!!!!!!!!!

PETE WENTZ?????????????? PETE WENTZ?????? HOLY SHIT PETE???? PETE?!?!?!?!

pete <3 his smile his GIGGLEEEEE HIS LAUGHHHHHHH omg peteeeee ur sooo funnyyyy

good for helle

bad nikita impresson, BUT it means we get to see real nikita so... <3

"tucci is of course is italian for cup"

BOBBYYYYYYYY <333333333333333333333333

i actually love this comedian now, introducing garry bettman while wearing an untrimed baldcap doing a stanley tucci impression eating pasta out of the cup next to bobby...... oh this is amazing.

NATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hes just so handsome and rectangular <3

its 10:40..... the award show was 1h long..... it took me............. um a while. like two and a half hours a while...... lol

welp, i guess imma watch the playback of the show and put my thoughts into one big post.......... i couldve fucking SWORN it was at 8est. i am PISSED..... like, HOW?

[chemicalarospec]

can’t believe Christ predicted Among Us smh. JeSUS what an imposter

[sob4]

Hiiiii soba, can i ask you a request? I just recently saw your comment on youtube, and i wanna request right away.

Can you make a headcanon about Tokrev Male character breaking up with you bcs you did something? And their last line to you. If you have no character in mind this is my specially one:

mikey

baji

draken

Takemitchy

rindou

Ran

Sanzu

(Optional) Izana, Kakucho, Wakasa

♡: hi there too sobby! I'll grant your wish, so please bare with this headcanon. This is the only thing i could imagine whenever i stay up night and create scenarios. + also, i talk with the requester, and this is absolutely set in future with a lil different concept.. =>

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⚠︎: angst. pure angst. mention of gun.

MIKEY AND BAJI. prt 1 of tokrev Angst

—sob4

MIKEY: you left him at his worst.

Your face become pale as you see the platinum haired male in front of you as soon as soon as you enter your apartment. You can't move: afraid that once you did, the gun that played between his fingers will shoot you.

Attempting to run for your life, the door close as you heard multiple chuckle's escaping from the other side. Horror pasted on your face as you recognize those.

'Sanzu.. Rindou..!'

"Y/n." Once again, you paralyze in your feet as you heard the nearing step and your name.

Your hands shake at the sudden feeling, the temperature seem cold enough but your body are hot; nervous and feeling of terrified hugs your whole soul and body to each bone.

"Why seem so distant?" A hand snake around your waist, apart from that; a cold metal has been on your side head.

The cold metal is without a doubt the gun. Your tears pool as Mikey kept roaming his other free hands on your waist, though his warm breath fanning on your neck did'nt help to help you ease.

"You should know what sin you commited," he said. The gun roughly digging through you. "For me to judge it."

Your breath hitch as you can feel his hands going up, from your waist, breast and finally your neck. Mikey suddenly pull you over his chest, his hand choking you with a firm grip.

"M-Mikey..!" You could only mumble out of desperation.

"Shh.." He said, hushing you as he slowly move his body: dancing his body a little and yours.

If it any other day or timeline, you'll be covered with re hues as butterflies start flying in your stomatch. But tonight, the present: what he does is nothing but scary, this move is'nt romantic as it suppose to be. Not when he is the criminal boss.

"Let's see, Y/n. What do you think the proper justice i should put above your head?" He ask,"Death..? Or cage you?"

None of it are possibly the peaceful. You close your eyes as you remember how this thing happen, what happen in the past for him to have his gun in your head. How your suppose to be loving boyfriend turn into a criminal who commited crimes beyond human can commit.

You look at Mikey, his head hang low as your eyes blur at the sight of his bloody shirt and pants. The glint and the smile on his lips that never fade are nowhere to seen: he without a doubt become the man you fear to become.

"M-Mikey.." You mumble before you fidget with your fingers. The cold stare he gave, gave you anxiety.

Who would'nt be in atmost panic after seeing their oh-so loving boyfriend covered in multiple bruise and most of all blood? After the war he and other two gang have done, leaving the enemy bruise, in coma and one dead, you can't see your future just like what he have promise.

"Let's break up."

Mikey's eyes widen, his eyes have a glint if another expression as he watches you looking at him with nothing but determination to leave him.

'Leave.. me?'

Mikey could'nt process the joke you have said. Oh, he was'nt that fond with jokes anymore. So he could'nt see what is so funny with that. Aside from that, oh, you are a best actress: it look almost real.

"That's... not a nice joke." He said.

Mikey knew you, the pranks you pulled multiple did not fool him anymore:maybe he act like it, but this prank goes too far.

"Mikey, it's not a joke!" You said, finally snapping as you pointed your finger at him. "I -I can't keep up with your shit anymore: what's the point of what you are doing!? Not that you just throw your friends aside, but you put many people in hospital, and even one in funeral too!"

"I respect you; your brother's dream of creating an era you deliquents wished to see! But this– this kind of way is'nt going to solve and make that dream come true! Did Shinichiro-nisan, Baji, and Emma-chan died just for you to become like this?!"

You don't even see Mikey's face as his eyes just look at you blankless. "Stop it. Let's head back home, Y–"

"No! No! I'll never come back yo you, Mikey! We are done, I never want anything that's have connection with you! It's a shame i love someone like you," you said before you wipe your tears. "It's so fucking tiring! Just because someone died you'll be that mosnter? I know it hurts, it definetely hurt! But i don't want someone in my life that's fucking inhumane."

You look at him before you turn your back, running as fast as you can as the rain poured down.

"You'll never escape me..." Your tears again fall, it's the same one. The same words you heard before you left him at his worst, and now, it's the same one you hear as the blood poured from the impact of the bullet piercing in your head.

After all, If you can't be with Mikey and love him. Why don't you just die so no one can have you? You'll never escape him, not when you're dead.

BAJI: you get tired waiting for him.

As you walk the aisle, your tears stream down as you see the man waiting for you in the end of the journey. The man who'll share the same love with you and officially become your husband rest his eyes on the piece of cloth to ease his crying eyes.

As soon as you finally in front of the priest and other people, you smile as a male held your hand and kiss it.

"Baji." You said before kissing his cheek. "Thank you," you whisper as you walk again, going for your husband: Chifuyu. "For attending my wedding." You said, completing the sentence as he smile and escort you to his bestfriend.

Baji smile, it never fade as he watch the whole ceremony unfold. Though againts his wishes, the tears keep streaming down as he watch you and Chifuyu kiss with passion. He slightly pinch himself secretly, why the hell he's thinking the day you chased him? But, he can't help it: he wonder, what'll happen if i just love you earlier?

Baji remember it, how you always go in the meeting just for you to see him. In that time, he did'nt really like the idea of being in-love or someone who he can be with. He think it's dumb, he live for his dream and mikey! What's the point for you?

It's until one day you stop hanging around him, stalking him, giving him obvious gift of affection. And that day also, he knew he already fall for you. But too late. You get tired of waiting for him.

Few years after, in his pet shop with Kazutora: his wish come true. He see you, buying some goods for your cat/dog pet. He wanted to confess, that he afterall love you: even it's embarassing, he stalk you through internet and reacted 'heart' at every post with different account.

Though, that never happen as his dream scattered.

"Baji, nice to see you again! It's been almost forever when i see you," you said as you smile at the man.

Baji then chuckle as he lean over the table of the front area of his store.

"Yeah, remember you: you always asking me for a date."

Baji smile as he see you cover in red hues and muttering gentle insult which he did not overlook. He sigh as he reach for his back, 'man up, baji! You can do this'. About to reach for the letter, you already handed him a letter.

Baji's heart stomp and goes wild at it. Are you again giving him love letter? Though it did'nt happen as you said words that cut deep in his heart.

"Baji, can you.. you give this to kazutora? He said he'll be the one to buy the supplies for our wedding!"

Wedding? Baji's smile curl into thin line as he watches and listen to you.

"Oh, i have'nt told ya! I'm marrying Chifuyu, what a small word, aye? He said he knew you! We've been together after i move to another city."

You look at him, as you see him smiling. "Haha, okay." He said before he secretly crumble the letter he made overnight.

You're so mean. "Don't forget to invite me to your wedding hm?"

[simeon-with-a-shotgun]

So in my dream that Solomon invaded (again)

I was chilling with Mammon in the HOL and Levi had said something about Squid Game, so I was like

"Idk levi, I feel like Mammon would body Squid Game if we entered him"

Mammon: if that's some fucked up game y'all have where I end up getting eaten by Lotan I'm out!

Me: MAMMON YOU'VE NEVER SEEN SQUID GAME??! WE CANT BE TOGETHER ANYMORE NOT VERY FIRST MAN OF YOU (joking)

*sounds of panicking distraught Mammon heard through the entire house*

Me: IM JOKING OMG IM SOREY MAMS HERE WELL WATCH IT RN!!😢

So we went to Mammons room bc his big ass projector and he was like setting up a blanket nest as I was hooking up my laptop to the projector when Solomon fucking kicks open the door

Solomon: HEY YOU WANNA HEAR HOW I BUILD MOUNT EVEREST BY HAND?!

Mammon: I wanna hear!!!

Me, to Solomon: No the fuck you didn't Solomon, even if you did then how come you had to use demons to build a measley little temple huh? Did your boyfriend (Asmo) give you too much demoneus or some shit?!

Solomon: YES I DID BUILD IT! IT WAS HARD😩 my hands almost froze of at some point!! HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?!

Me: I smell fucking bullshit magic man!

Solomon and me, proceed to emotionally tear eachother apart, as Mammon just watches in horrors because hes never seen me angry before, it gets so bad Lucifer comes runnign down the halls thinking Levi and Mammon were trying to kill eachother again

Lucifer, a disappointed dad, not knowing what to do

Me: ASMODEUS COME GET YOUR HOE!!

*a wild asmo appears*

Asmo: I'll collect him darling😅🥰 go back to your wretched squid thing😘

Solomon being fireman carried over Asmo's shoulder screaming: THIS IS'NT OVER, I BUILT IT AND I WILL STOP AT NOTHING TO PROVE IT TO YOU!!

Me: DO YOU'RE WORST TEMPLE MAN! I SMELL YOUR BULLSHIT!

Memes that I made that fully capture the energy created in the studio

[fiddlesticksimagines]

Sokka with a non bender partner

Sokka x gender neutral reader

Master list

He's thrilled to have someone who he feels completely equal with.

You are a perfect slice of "normal" to come home to after a day spent surrounded with weird magic business.

He likes feeling like he can protect you, even if you don't really need him to.

If you don't know any self defence, he will teach you some effective simple techniques, just in case anything happens and he is'nt with you or is in another nation representing the southern water tribe.

It gives him some peace of mind 

If you aren't from any of the water tribes, you enjoy sharing and discovering new things about each others culture.

He especially enjoys trying all of your nations foods.

If you are from a water tribe, you become each others little bit of home while travelling. Sharing old water tribe jokes and food that not many others really get.

Have a great day and be safe

[revisionaryhistory]

It’s All Art ~ 94

Well, I don’t know what happened. I skipped posting a chapter. This is supposed to be 94. I’ve already posted the two that come after.  I’ll be fixing the order this weekend.  There’s nothing in here that screws up plot progression.  Just a thing. Sorry.

Oscar walked into the hotel room pointing his finger back and forth between the two of them. He started to speak, but laughed instead, "I had is whole speech planned giving you two shit, but I can't." He squeezed between them on the couch, putting his arms around both of them. "Are there more shower pictures? Can I request a bubble bath next time?"

Kelsey moved her hand to his upper thigh, "Don't ask for what you can't handle." He glanced at Charlotte, seeing her smirk. He looked back to Kelsey, "Oh, I can handle a lot."

Before she knew what hit her Kelsey was laid back on the couch, Oscar half on top of her, with his mouth nibbling on her neck. She yelped in surprise and instinctively latched onto his back. The shock left quickly and she mowed a hand to his hair, "Don't tease me, Oscar."

Oscar backed up enough to meet her eyes. "Tease you? Your hands were on her tits."

Kelsey screwed up her face, "Do you seriously think that's the first time my hands have been on her? Many sleep overs in University. Many drunk girl sleep overs." Kelsey raised her head to look at Charlotte, "I can tell you he likes that visual."

Oscar snickered, but didn't move. He gave her a quick kiss on the lips before sitting up," She'd be worried if I didn't." He did a quick adjustment to his jeans before kissing Charlotte. "We're going to keep her."

The three talked for another half hour before Kelsey stood up, "I'm off. Abby has tomorrow then Beth and then the three of us. What a day that will be."

Charlotte stood up and hugged her friend, "Thank you for the wonderful day."

Kelsey kissed her cheek, "I missed this. Can't wait until the three of us spend the day. Maybe we'll send your boyfriend away and have an all girl sleep over."

Oscar grinned, "I think I can get video set up by then."

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Charlotte regailed him with tales from their day and filled in with missing bits of history. Oscar was happy she'd had such a good time. He'd wanted someone with her to make sure she was physically ok, but he' d gotten someone who'd done much more for her emotionally. His fingers were crossed that the trend continued with Abby, Jane, and Beth.

After dinner they settled back on the couch to watch a movie. It was still early, but he watched her eyes starting to droop. He crawled out from behind her and knelt between her legs, "Tired?"

"I don't know why. All I've done is sit on the couch all day. This going to get old fast."

He repeated his words form this morning, "Healing takes a lot of energy."

She glared at him and stuck out her tongue.

Oscar jumped on that, taking it as an invitation. His hands moved to her ass as he kissed her. "I was thinking an orgasm might keep the nightmares away." He kissed over to her ear.

Charlotte laced her fingers through his hair. "It's certainly worth a try."

He was already working on pulling her pants off, "Your enthusiasm at the prospect of some amazing oral sex is lacking."

"You should be careful not to oversell."

"Ha fucking ha, baby."

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Unfortunately his brilliant plan was not successful. He lay with her until she feel asleep then went back to the family room for awhile. He thought he heard her rustling around and went to check on her. She was kicking her feet against the mattress and twisting her body. Definitely a nightmare. Oscar sat beside her, laid a hand on her shoulder, and talked to her. Nothing of any importance. Sweet words and calming phrases. She didn't calm, but it didn't get worse. He switched to singing, "And you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance, but fear is in your soul. Some people call it a one night stand, but we can call it paradise. Don't say a prayer for me now. Save it till the morning after." Not surprisingly Duran Duran calmed her. Hell, he'd learn the lyrics to Backstreet Boys if it chased away the nightmares. He left her long enough to turn everything off in the other room. The sheets were cool against his skin as he slipped in beside her. They couldn't cuddle up, not even close, so he tucked his hand under her t-shirt, resting it on her stomach.

Oscar's singing only kept the nightmares away so long. For the second night he was awakened by her scream.

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The next day's visit with Abby centered on baby talk. Charlotte kept her hand on Abby's stomach to feel movement. She talked to her future nephew and nixed name options at would get him bullied on the playground.

With Beth the topic was Oscar. Charlotte wanted details on how she came to help with the twitter account, including what would have been mortifying if not for their long standing friendship, Beth's movie star crush. Beth's fangirling started at least a year before Oscar and Charlotte had met.

"I remember when the first pictures of you two showed up. It was all I could do not to text you, calling you an awful bitch." They laughed. "But I got over it." Beth rolled her eyes dramatically. "If my internet boyfriend was going to cheat on me at least he looked happy and I approved of his choice."

Charlotte held Beth's hand and tried to look sincere, "I'm good with inappropriate thoughts. I'll provide a detail or two."

Beth snorted, "It's good you don't mind because lots of people have far more inappropriate thoughts than I ever did."

Charlotte adjusted her position to be more comfortable, "I'm glad we were never crazy stalker. I mean, outside of staking out airports and around the venue." She laughed with the memories.

Beth laughed too, "Yeah, we may have joked about it, but none of us really believed they'd see us and fall instantly in love." She glared at Charlotte, "But that's what happened for you, is'nt it?"

Charlotte shrugged, "Wasn't a fan situation though."

"No," Beth said, "having met him I can't imagine that would have worked." She shook her head, "I don't want to seem like I know your boyfriend better than you do. From videos and interviews he's never really seemed comfortable with the whole famous thing." She watched Charlotte nod her agreement. "I'm glad we're talking about this. I want to make sure you know I'm not nineteen and crushing like we used too. If there wasn't a bit of that it wouldn't be fun. There were four of us running the twitter. Shannon was a bit insane and we changed all the passwords. I'm not all starstruck being around, but if I'm honest it is kind of surreal at times."

Charlotte was glad they were talking about this too. There was no concern with trusting Beth, but it was complicated. Since Beth had been brave enough to broach the topic, Charlotte could say it all. "He's a little surreal to me at times. More whenever I met one of his costars. I must say it gets easier each time, but there's always at least a split second of 'Oh shit, it's Princess Leia!". After a moment it's just talking to a person." She took a sip of her water, giving herself a moment. "Here's my concern since finding out your connection to that account. In some ways you do know him more than me. You were absolutely fine when you met him. It's almost like we both had a crush on the same boy and he asked me out. Which it's not, but it's the best I can do. The crux of the thing is I don't want you to be uncomfortable."

"More like we both fancied the same boy in a pub and he bought you a drink." Beth put her hand on Charlotte's arm. "I appreciate your concern more than you can imagine. I'm not uncomfortable. I was worried that you were. Or Oscar. I have no problem letting the twitter go if it's the least bit weird for either of you. That's just silly fun. You're my friend."

"I see no need for that and neither would Oscar. He doesn't like anyone to change things because of who he is." She emphasized the word "who". I trust you without question and that's enough for him." She'd had enough of the serious talk. It was good to get it out, but it was time to move on. "Besides I count on that twitter to direct me to video or pictures I'd otherwise not known existed."

"I'll work on a top ten video or something."

"Perfect."

Kelsey came over after work. Soon after Abby and Matt showed up. Charlotte excused herself to the bedroom. Her head was pounding. She made them all promise to stay put. Oscar had texted he and Adam were bringing pizza for everyone. She was hoping a half hour of dark and quiet would be enough for her to join them.

It wasn't long before Oscar arrived with Adam carrying boxes of pizza. He checked on Charlotte, finding her asleep and returned to the others. The group sat around the family room laughing and eating. No one would ever know by watching the group interact that it was made up of old college friends, siblings, and a couple of celebrities.

Matt handed out another beer for everyone. They'd been laughing and teasing each other, so Matt was simply continuing. He nodded toward the closed bedroom door, "Looks like no sex for you tonight."

Everyone laughed, including Oscar who knew her sleeping wouldn't last. He tried to keep it light and winked at Kelsey, "If Charlotte's not up for it I've got Kelsey as a spare."

Adam almost spat out his beer. Kelsey let out a loud laugh before clamping her hand over her mouth.

"What do you mean if?" Matt had stopped mid drink, the lip of the bottle almost to his lips. "She's got broken bones and cuts. Can't you keep it in your pants for a few days?"

Oscar wasn't sure if Matt was teasing or reprimanding him. The look on Matt's face said reprimanding, which didn't sit well. At all. Oscar leaned forward, setting his beer on the table. Matt's comment was plucking a string that was wound to tight. Oscar felt it break. "You need to back off, Matt. You may have years of time over me, but you don't get to question my taking care of her."

"Is that what you call it?” The men's eyes were locked. Every one else was silent. Both men were looking out for Charlotte in their own way. Abby put her hand on Matt's arm, trying to get him to back down. He pulled his arm away from her.

Oscar's eyes shifted momentarily to the movement. Part of him said to shut up, but a bigger part didn't think he should. If Matt was man enough to accuse him, he was man enough to hear the truth. And be put in his place. "When Adam and I saw the video of the attack we could see her scream. Thankfully there was no audio. I didn't want to hear that, but guess what? I hear it now Every. Single. Night. She wakes up terrified from a nightmare she cant remember, probably about an attack she can't remember. And when she asks me to make love to her I know it's about those feel good hormones after to replace terrified with feeling safe and loved. Would you have me tell her no and point out her broken bones and cuts?" Oscar would wait all night for the answer.

It didn't take long for Matt to shake his head.

"You're her brother and I respect you're protective of her. Not more than me. And you don't get to judge me when you have no fucking idea." Oscar quickly wiped away an angry tear. "No fucking idea." He hated he feeling scared and hated that he couldn't make it stop.

Matt put a hand on Oscar's shoulder. "You're right. I'm sorry."

Oscar nodded.

Kelsey wasn't going to let the awkward moment continue. She giggled, waiting for eyes to shift to her. "Anyone think broken ribs are going to stop Charlotte having sex with him?"

Abby and Beth said, "Nope." Adam was shaking his head. Matt closed his eyes and shook his head.

Oscar just smiled.