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cutegirlmayra · 6 years ago

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Okay, I usually see this fanart but barely in fanfiction, so how about Boom Knuckles x Rouge? Since Boom Knuckles has a different personality, I want to see how it'll play out. I think she'd find him adorable and definitely tease him in a different way from his Modern counterpart XD

I illegally step away from being forced to write the last two chapters of my novel to bring you this thrilling saga.

Prompt:

“Rouge!” Eggman billowed, throwing a quaking hand up in the air.

“My, my… now, that’s no way to call a lady.” Rouge, having stowed herself away in the rafters, flew down in perfect elegance with a sassy remark. “You really should try and keep that tone of yours in line, Doctor. What would happen if one day, you find you can’t hit that note anymore?”

He ground his teeth together, in no mood for her shenanigans, “Quit the quick remarks already. You’re real flighty, you know that? It’s taken me forever just to track you down.” He leaned on his console.

She placed her hands on her hips, looking off to the corner of the room as though keeping a secret. “I’ve been busy.”… ‘With G.U.N so gung-ho on being one step ahead of you, I haven’t had one restful night to get my beauty sleep. Blame me for your temper-tantrum, ha!’ “You’re the one acting batty.”

She folded her arms. “I’ve heard you’ve really stumbled upon an alternate universe. What’s the deal, then? Need me to steal something?”

“How did you-?” He was actually pretty surprised, but twitched his mustache and turned back to his computer.

“As a matter of fact… you’re stealthy feats are exactly what the job order…” He grinned widely as his glasses shined with the glow of the screen. “My other self, in that world, refuses to give me a secret formula for transmutation! Steal it for me, and you can have… These!” he grabbed a briefcase, spinning around and opening it to reveal a wide array of sparkling gems, each looked ravishing as her thoughts quickly spiraled into luxurious fantasies of wearing them while on a mountain of glittering treasures.

She reached for one, “And what would this formula look like..?” But he quickly closed the briefcase and set it down.

“Ho-ho-ho… have I enticed those old thievery hands, yet?”

‘I haven’t robbed in a long time, not since Knuckles…’ she stopped her thought, “Alright, old man. You’ve tickled my fancies with your little… bribe.” she twiddled her fingers towards the briefcase. “Give me the coordinates.”

She offered him her hand.

She smirked, this would be genius! Not only could she go undercover and discover what world he was lurking in, but she could also inform G.U.N of transmutation plans he has in store.

And pack up those lovelies to boot, too!

Flying herself into another dimension, she changed her looks to fit in with the local crowd, all too easy-going for her taste. She tried to get data on this world’s Eggman when she noticed Sonic and Tails. “That can’t be..?” She put a dainty hand up to her mouth, blinking at the uncanny resemblance. “What is this? The timeline where Sonic goes on vacation?” she joked, moving on when suddenly…

“Knuckles! Look out!”

“W-woah-woah!”

CRASH.

“Knuckles?” Rouge turned back around.

There was a crushed fruit stand, Zooey exclaimed a shriek as her hands moved up to her face, “My watermelons!” she looked like she was about to faint before Tails quickly rushed over and caught her, blushing with a smile.

“Oh no, is he dead?” Sticks walked up with Amy then, before they both turned to Sonic who approached soon after.

“Not another wipeout. That’s gotta be a new record!”

“Sonic, he was the record.”

“Not for long. I plan on beating his record, towering over his as it blasts through the sky!” he pointed skyward, but the girls just looked unimpressed.

“Men aspire to the most strangest and pointless things.” Sticks commented before a crowd gathered.

Being used to the attention, the Sonic team paid them no mind, but Rouge sneakily weaved her way to the front, all while pickpocketing and gathering a feathered boa and sunglasses as a disguise. She swiped the walrus’s necklace and rings before finishing her walk to the front.

Then…

Her boa lowered over her shoulder, her sunglasses fell forward and her mouth gaped wide.

A shadow casted over the crowd as a wet Knuckles rose from the watermelon remains and shook himself off from the juices.

In a slow-motion montage, Rouge was faced with the hardest challenge she has ever faced.

A beautiful distraction to her mission.

Biceps.

“Oh no.” Rouge’s eyes shrunk as she fell to her knees, ‘He’s even hotter in this world!!!’ she rose her face up as her signature heart pattern flew around her head, having small black bat wings as they did so.

She was infatuated, purposefully withholding the priority of her mission to meet with him.

“Uhh… I told ya, Lady. I don’t have a job other than being awesome.” Knuckles shrugged, then flexed as Rouge let a long line of a smile stretch over her face.

“Nothing? Not even a … ancestorial vow of guardianship to overlook the safety of- oh say… a Master Emerald?” she scooted closer, but Knuckles was too caught up on all the technical jargon to know what she was talking about.

“Emerald? What emerald?”

Her eyes shot straight open with stars in her eyes.

No distractions…

“And with that,” she pulled two of his long, trailing hairs down to force him to bend to her level. It didn’t matter though, her wings were already pulling her up to his height.

His eyes were right smack in front of hers, unsure how to process such a pretty woman’s actions, nor understand what they implied.

“You’re now officially the better of the two.” she went to flirt and move up closer to his wide chest she could literally sprawl herself out on when-

“Rouge! What’s the hold-up?! Where’s my formula?!” a mic triggered from her belt and she tsk’ed.

“Dratt. Even without your angry demeanor, there’s still something there to interrupt.” she pouted, glaring with a twitch of her eyebrow at her dimensions Eggman calling.

“…Wait, that sounded like-” It just so happened that Knuckles picked up the voice acting skills of Mike Pollock, which just so happened to be the same voice actor of his own Eggman.

“I hate to leave you wanting more, but I believe your rather large frame begs the question of if you can even fit more?” she let him go and blew him a kiss, heading for the other Eggman’s base.

“…I always have room for Meh-burgers…” He blushed, seeming to like the blown kiss, “Hehehehe…AH!” he placed a hand on his chest, snapping out of his timid blush, raising his head out of his scrunched up shoulders. “Is she calling me fat!? the humiliation! I knew I shouldn’t have skipped torso day!” he ran away crying, his self-esteem completely devasted.

The Sonic team attacked Eggman’s base, giving the perfect avenue for Rouge to steal the formula, but she was constantly distracted by this new Knuckles.

Then, a robot shot a beam at her wing and she began to fall.

“Woah! Bat lady!” Knuckles leaped to her rescue, punching down the robot that had struck her.

“No, Knuckles! It’s Batman- Hey! It’s a girl!” Tails was amazed to see a woman in his arms.

She lifted her leg up, squeeing a moment before flopping herself upright again. “No time, Knucklehead. I’ll swoon when my mission is- The vile!” she saw the formula, literally written down and rolled into a sailor’s bottle, crash to the ground as Eggman raced to get it.

“No, she’s a lady, Tails.” Knuckles argued, as though unable to follow the current pace of the conversation as she flew out of his arms. He looked offended on her behalf, but when turning back to his arms, noticed she was gone. “Woah! Hey! Where’d the pretty lady go?”

“Spy!” Eggman shot more lasers, but she skillfully dodged them, kicking them with her tornado kick and hitting them off his machine.

“Yeeeep!” Eggman ducked in fright as Rouge looked ticked off, grabbing the front of his Eggmobile.

“You’ve ruined my summer fling for the last time!” she tried to grab the formula but was swiftly removed by Knuckles again, delicately placing her back to the ground as the Sonic team gathered in front of her.

“What’d you steal this time, Egghead?”

“Me!? It’s her universe that’s- Grr… scratch that. Nothing to hear here!” he shook his hand as if to dismiss the topic. He flew off then, grumbling about the inappropriate attire and how anyone could sneak around with a pink heart on their chest.

The comments rose a fire in Rouge. She maneuvered out of Knuckles’s protective embrace and flew after Eggman. “Why you-! How dare you comment on a lady’s attire!”

He turned around, smirking as he summoned a portal back to her universe.

She gulped, “Oh drat. Can’t a lady get a vacation of her own too around here?” she accepted her defeat and flew through, after all…

She had what G.U.N needed, and…

There was only one Knucklehead for her.

It wasn’t fun if there wasn’t a Master Emerald to steal, or some raging red-faced echidna calling her names.

“It was a sweet summer, I’ll always think of you.” she blew a kiss to the Knuckles in this dimension, who looked relatively sad at her departure.

“Parting… is such sweet sorrow. I barely knew her, and yet,” Poetically, Knuckles bent down and picked up her calling card. “She remembered my birthday.” he thought the card was a birthday gift since he couldn’t read.

He was on the verge of tears as everyone and their mombot looked to each other with a ruffled brow to show their confusion on the matter.

Sonic stepped forward, lifting a finger up- “Uhh… Knuckles-” He was cut off by Amy shaking her head, placing her arm out.

“It was his first love, let him believe what he will.”

Tails scratched his head, “Wait,… is it really his birthday?”

The gang freaked out and hurriedly made plans for him, all the while… he sat and watched the sunset, holding her calling card in his large, fingered hand.

“Did I mention he had FINGERS? Ahhh-haha! Why couldn’t I have just stayed a week longer!?” Rouge fawned to her G.U.N reporting manager, who took a deep breath in and an elongated breath out. “Miss Rouge, PLEASE. For the love of this planet… what did you learn about the other world?”

“I’m telling you, Topaz. it was GORGEOUS.”

#knuckles #rouge #boom!knuckles #knuckles boom #knuxouge #boom!knuxouge #sonic boom #rouge the bat #knuckles the echidna #rouge boom #boom!rouge #cutegirlmayra #sonic prompt #knuxouge prompt

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cheswirls · 5 years ago

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tether notes 1/3

long overdue, sry abt that.

pt. 1

why is there no change to the mines after 15+ years of destroying an environment?

i modeled the sinnoh region of tether almost exclusively on the hokkaido region of japan. from the layout of cities like sapporo, abashiri, and muroran, to geography like lake saroma northeast of veilstone and the hidaka mountain range for lower mt coronet, and especially, to the isolationism. i kept it trie to pokemon in the fact that sinnoh has no railways, unlike its real-life counterpart, which has plenty for traversing its vastness. a big part of hokkaido is how empty it is.

[on that note, though i mention both, i used muroran photography to model veilstone instead of abashiri, as its a proper port town. not super significant, jsu thought i’d bring it up, since muroran is sandgem’s counterpart.]

hokkaido is vastly underpopulated in ratio to its size. its mostly due to climate, and nature. things are far less technologized there. outside of sapporo, you won’t find very many glowing billboards and fancy casinos and active nightlife. you have to ride a train for hours to reach the next big town. the mountain range cuts the northern region in half.

when compared to this, little villages out in the middle of the wilds are far more isolated than towns. especially when they’re remnants of indigenous tribes. it’s sad, but it’s pretty standard process in the world nowadays -governments don’t care about the native people much. it’s prevalent in the united states, and if you’ve ever read commentary from fma’s mangaka arakawa, you’ll know the same is true for japan. the ainu are isolated to hokkaido. they aren’t looked after much.

so, even though it’s been a direct result of oreburgh’s mines’ negative effects, it’s still a matter of most of the sinnoh region not even knowing the village existed, and even if they did, not paying it mind. the wilds of sinnoh are difficult to traverse, and it’s more logical to take a boat to your destined city instead of traversing through them. that’s why so many of the big towns in sinnoh are located on a shore. for others, like jubilife and hearthome, there are airports that cater to people. and, for real life hokkaido, there are the trains.

i really wrote abt the mining incident in reference to bangladesh. in hokkaido, once all the prevalent mines started having accidents, the japanese government was quick to shut them down. in other eastern countries, especially bangladesh, the government is notorious for doing nothing abt the insane amounts of river pollution caused by factory waste. writing the river scene was heartbreaking, but learning about the trash rivers that prevail in countries with vast amounts of pollution, of the ones that run stark orange with mining waste, that was more difficult than anything i’d written for tether.

so it comes down to being a mix of two things. one, sinnoh’s government viewing the production of the mine and the money it brings over the safety of the nature that surrounds it. and, two, no one noticing the damage anyway. it’s not like it ever affected oreburgh. or, maybe it did, but they installed the fresh-air vents to keep the mines clean, like the changes made in pokemon platinum suggest? the oreburgh mines are the sinnoh region’s majority of energy, after all (you can argue for sunyshore, but i’d say solar power only stretches so far from the source) so even if there’s a scuffle of it here or there, keeping it active is important.

also. my take of the pokemon world has always been a little gritty. so there’s that.

why hancock as champion?

i ask myself this question everyday. i don’t even like boa. why did i include her, if in name only? what was i thinking? oh well. it’s already been done.

[side note, again. if boa’s in charge of sinnoh, considering her, erm, personality, is it hard to believe nothing was ever done abt the mine pollution? aka does she care abt anyone but herself hm hm ]

pt 2.

i introduce a pokemon known as driftzel rather early on. it’s luffy’s, and it’s an in-progress pokemon, a concept i thought would be interesting to use. you can see what driftzel looks like here. it also links to the blog i got the idea from. instead of it being like a natural evolution, though, the idea in tether is more of a middle evolution for pokemon with two lines. so, there aren’t any for three-line evolutions. i was originally going to introduce ricaru, an evolution between riolu and lucario, but i moved away from that idea somewhere around writing part 4.

herbalist!law is the solution i came up with in lieu of him being a doctor. i had so much fun with the berries. when i was doing my maps for each part of tether, i had separate maps marking out the locations of berries in the games and which ones law collects along the journey to veilstone.

hearthome is the only city i didn’t base on a real world counterpart. i think because i had too much to work with already. the cathedral, the contest hall, the gym. all the architecture. the poffin house. i didn’t wanna change anything abt hearthome, and more importantly, i wanted to portray part of japan’s hospitality here, too. it does extend all the way to hokkaido, yes. people are nice, and friendly, and happy to have travelers, just as depicted in all the games.

yes, all of ace’s pokemon are named after spade pirates. except for isuka, because i couldn’t resist. yes, striker is a spade pirate, it was his ship.

[in reference to the night walk between hearthome and solaceon] remember to bring a compass, when you’re in a region with a giant magnetic mountain range at its center, because it will be a lifesaver.

Law can see how uneasy Luffy still is, but as they walk further from the coast, he eases up, so he chooses not to ask

^ in platinum, the opposite shore houses the hallowed tower where you can encounter spiritomb. sensing the presence of an evil spirit leaves luffy on edge, thus their dodge to avoid it.

why are lunar wings, an event-only item, brought up in hearthome?

you’re right. lunar wing is a rare dppt item, and you can only get it after encountering cresselia on fullmoon island. my inspiration came from an episode of the dp anime, where a stall in canalave was selling the feathers as homage to the game event. actually, to go further, the same thing happened in the darkrai movie, which is where i got most of the insp. especially for the charms made out of them -look at the picture here!! i figured, with the sinnoh region i was depicting being a place of mostly friendly and peaceful pokemon, cresselia was more generous with her feathers. they make for popular items, and if they work in keeping the bad dreams away, whats the harm? plus, they’re in hearthome, a hotbed for tourists and foreign activity, because they’d sell best there. a good luck souvenir from sinnoh? sign me up.

but they are still lunar wings, and they do work, as shown with chimchar. i really wanted a piece of practical merchandise i could show off, and once i got the idea for chimchar’s introduction, i tweaked the hearthome scene to include the feathers. if you pay attention, though, you’ll note that law no longer has restless sleep after luffy’s secured a lunar wing.

the solaceon ruins was a place i wanted to explore so badly, but it just didn’t make sense within the continuity of the story, especially when i decided to go the northern route and introduce tsuru out of the fog. my original ideas were split between that, and law/lu cutting through the mountainous area of the ruins as a shortcut to veilstone. i was really captivated with exploring the uncharted areas of sinnoh’s map, and i think at this point i had established enough, so i decided they would stay on paved routes this time. but! i did want to bring it up, which is where carmel comes in.

in the games, there are houses on the outskirts of solaceon, nestled between the trees, and very close to the ruins. there’s one house where a little boy will give you ball capsule stickers. that’s the basis for mother carmel’s house. she lives there with anana, the first of the captive granddaughters to be introduced.

anana is creepy in canon. you can’t die that. i used carmel’s canon portrayal to match, and then the scene becomes a match of who’s creepier -the ruins or this old lady? the atmosphere around the ruins is weird. there are unknown there, so the space is distorted. it’s an old place. it’s quite possibly connected to giratina and the distortion world, since there are unknown present. it’s supposed to be eerie and strange and off-putting. it’s supposed to feel like a place where a wandering child can disappear into quite easily. though, maybe carmel’s just inattentive.

The trees out here are tall, towering over them in shades of deep green and dull orange, a byproduct left over from spring’s bloom

i mention orange trees in a section of the woods just past solaceon. they’re not orange from fall, though, they’re naturally so. oran trees! any off-colored trees mentioned -assume they’re berry trees. also another berry thing i had fun with, deciding which was a bushel and which was a plant and which was a huge tree.

i had way too much fun depicting the fog forest. i actually listened to a lot of pkmn soundtrack while writing tether, and for this part, this santalune forest remix was on constant replay. getting turned around, not being able to see your map, hearing the sounds and calls of wild pokemon, and then getting so lost in it that you begin to hear what isn’t there. not being able to see in front of you, barely able to dodge attacks and sabotage from wild pokemon, and feeling like youre going insane from myriads of different tunes clashing together. the road between solaceon and the dragon tamer’s house is terrifying, and i wanted to use this to depict the dangers of traveling in the pokemon world. though most sinnoh pokemon thus far had been shown to have good intentions, it can’t be said about every pokemon.

not to mention the big drop you have before the bridge, right when you get out of the fog! not really even out of it, as it sticks around near the dragon tamer’s house. could you imagine encountering something like that in real life? imagine how many accidents there would be.

so i had a bit of trouble in deciding if i wanted to use tsuru or not. this was fairly early on in wano, and i knew i wanted to use tama, but who to pair her up with for grandmother/daughter matches was iffy. looking back at my list, i had lots of other picks for the dragon elder. gloriosa, shakky, kureha, rouge, gerth, even! carmel, too, at one point was a pick, since i planned this part out early on into the story. i actually had marine tsuru on the list as well! in the end, i think i decided on wano tsuru bc of all the dragon tie-ins thus far. if i were to go back, now, i think i might change it to toki and hiyori, possibly. or, tsuru and hiyori. not that i dont love tama, though, i do.

i had a small list of grandkids, too, depending on who was the grandmother. anana, rebecca, tama, marguerite, and a few choices for marine tsuru (the standout was, apparently, isuka. then i repurposed the name for ace’s talonflame. tashigi was another pick, but in the end in wanted little girls.) at another point i thought about hiluluk and chopper, and had another grandfather/son combo that i can’t remember anymore. those were scrapped early on, since i wanted all girls. i also thought abt chimney and kokoro, but i wanted them on a more coastal city, to mirror water 7.

there were two things i really wanted to happen in tether. one was a pokemon joining a team. and another was an evolution. part 2 fulfills one of those w chimchar, the pokemon i always wanted luffy to have, and the one i never knew i needed him to earn. also, giving pokemon their own personalities is really cute.

also, just before this scene, i take a skip, marking the second time an indefinite amount of time has passed between scenes. i realized while writing the time through mt coronet that i was writing more passively than actively, and this was speeding up things more than i liked. it’s why i took a break and depicted hearthome for a couple days, so that things were happening more in the moment. still, i hope at this point it’s gotten across that it’s taken a long time to travel to veilstone. moving across the entire region is a long journey, after all.

introducting aura, a movie concept.

so. aura was the main reason i wanted tether to take place in the sinnoh region. it’s actually mentioned in the games once, and that’s from riley, one of the sinnoh quartet, on iron island. in the movie where the concept is introduced, it’s brought with a lucario, another region. in the anime, riley has an active role in aura. but, for those who’ve just played the games, or know next to nothing abt pokemon, i tried to explain my best in-story.

aura takes the place of conquerors haki in this pokemon verse, basically. you’re born with the sensitivity to it, so it’s not something just everyone can unlock. it’s rare, and it’s widely unknown. like law says, in sinnoh it’s considered an old myth. outside of sinnoh, it’s hardly known at all. so finding others to learn from is difficult. most people go their whole lives without even knowing what it is, just considering it natural luck that they can perceive things than others cannot. luffy meeting shanks, and learning that they both are sensitive to aura, is an incredible thing. having someone to teach you how to manipulate aura rare, and pretty amazing, when you think of the chances. but luffy and shanks live in different regions, and luffy has his own life. it’s been a long time, training, and as he expresses in part 2, he’s still not as far as he wants to be.

aura guardians, what shanks is, are almost unheard of. with great power comes great responsibility. and with great power comes the desire to obtain it. aura guardians are secret for a reason -if someone found out a person had an incredible power, and had the desire to, would they not seek it out for themselves? even to other aura users, revealing themselves wasn’t wise. protect yourself first. it’s a motto you’ll see come into play later.

with that said, and with one of the last things luffy mentions in part 2: could that have something to do with why shanks has gone missing?

#tether #im writing pt3 notes today #when i finish ill post them and pt3 to ffn

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solaramoonset · 6 years ago

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Tea Parties and Hulks Oh My

Summary: Marionette gets Loki to have a tea party and there's a few surprise guests. Loki begins to realize the fear of parenthood.

Notes: Written, edited, and posted from cell phone. Part 3 of The Marionette Tales.

XOXOX

It's always odd to me how scared people are of some my family. Yes aunt Nat can strangle you with her thighs, but if you ask her for help on anything, she will help you. Need to sew a button? Need homework help? Need to know how to throw a punch? Aunt Nat. Seriously. Besides dad she's the person that's been there the most for me growing up.

Hulk is another example. People keep asking how can I not be afraid of a "raging monster"? Hulk is not and will never be a monster, raging or otherwise. He can destroy anything, I'm not denying that, but did you know he enjoys tea parties? I'm talking those super frilly, gaudy boas, huge pastel hats tea parties. Although it was by pure accident we found that out.

It was going into my third week in the tower. After the incident with Uncle Clint, dad was very protective. He was by my side nearly the entire time. He decided it was too dangerous for me to meet anyone else, so I had only caught glimpses of others before being rushed away. Uncle Clint popped up randomly with toys and sweets. He said he messed up and needed to appologize. I was too young to really understand that the knife thing had scared him and he didn't want me to be scared of him or any of the others in the tower. Bored and a little lonely, I had asked dad if we could have a fancy tea party, with brightly colored boas, big hats, and most importantly, people. He was confused until Uncle Clint explained what I wanted. Afterward dad agreed, stating that Stormie, uncle Clint, and uncle Tony would join in the festivities.

"Alright Marionette, everything is ready, I'll go collect Stark, the oaf should be here in just a moment. If you need anything, just ask FRIDAY."

"Okay Mr. Loki."

"Marionette, ... you don't have to call me Mr. Loki, you can just call me Loki or if you like, you can call me father." I thought about it for a moment.

"I've never had a father before. Can I call you daddy?" Dad's eyes watered, his smile gentle as he nodded at me. Without another word to me he left. About ten minuets later alarms started blaring. I had no idea what they meant, I shirvered on the couch. A roar sounded in the distance, and seemed to be coming closer. Steel doors began to slide down, closing off the common rooms. With another roar, Hulk came bursting through one before it closed all the way.

"Mr. Hulk?" I whispered, my lip trembling. He turned in my direction, seeming surprised to find me.

"Mr. Hulk! I'm so sacred! I don't know what that noise is and Daddy's not here!" I wailed and launched my self at his leg. I clung to him and sobbed as he looked down at me.

"Not scared of Hulk?" He asked after a minute.

"You're big but that doesn't make you scary. Can I stay with you until Daddy comes back? I know you'll keep me safe." I sniffed. Hulked hmmed at me and nodded. With a gentleness few get to see, Hulk picked me up and sat on the couch, me in his lap.

"What's that?" Hulk pionted to the bright pink tea set on the table.

"Daddy and me are gonna have a tea party."

"What's that?"

"We get dressed really fancy with feather thingys and big hats and big shiny plastic jewelry and big pointy shoes with heals and we sip tea and talk fancy and stick our pinkies out and eat cookies! I love cookies! I'm Marionette by the way. Do you love cookies, Mr. Hulk?"

"I'm not sure Hulk has ever had cookies before." Hulk and I turned to the vioce. A beautiful woman with short red hair walked slowly up to us. "You ok big guy?"

"Hulk go to tea party. Eat cookies."

"Yippy! Mr. Hulk's coming to my tea party! Do you wanna come too, pretty lady? Daddy doesn't let me meet new people because Mr. Barton was bad." The woman smiled at me.

"How was Mr. Barton bad?" she asked kneeling in front of me.

"I'm not sure. Daddy and Mr. Storm were very mad when I met him. Maybe becuase be didn't use a cup?"

"Do you think it had anything to do with the knife in his hand?" I thought about her question.

"No. I don't think so. Why would Daddy be mad at Mr. Barton for that? Adults are allowed knives." Her eyebrow rose at my answer.

"Not all adults are allowed knives. My name is Natsha. I think I'd like to come to your tea party. Lets get dressed up while we wait on your Daddy." I sprang out of Hulk's lap and hugged her.

"I made two new friends today!" I sang and danced around. Finding a neon purple boa I squealed and ran to Hulk.

"Mr. Hulk! Mr. Hulk! This one's so pretty, do you want to wear it?" I held it out to Hulk.

"Pretty." Hulk agreed taking it.

"I'm with her, everything's fine. We're getting ready for a tea party. You can kill the alarms." Hulk and I looked up at Aunt Nat. she had a hand to her ear and wasn't looking at us.

"He's here too... no, getting ready with us... Tell that overprotective snake she tamed him before I got here."

"Miss Natasha, is that Daddy? Can you tell him I made new friends? And that our tea party is going to be awesome!"

"Did you guys get that?.... Marionette, your Daddy is on his way, should we finish getting ready?" Aunt Nat smiled and held out her hand to me. By the time Dad and the others made it to the common rooms Hulk, Aunt Nat and I were all in big bright hats and covered in boas; we each had at least three on.

"Daddy look! I made friends! Hulk's really nice and Miss Nataha's super pretty! This is the best day!" Dad stared open mouthed looking from me to Hulk and back again.

"It's nice to see Hulk being ... friendly." He said in a strange vioce. He wouldn't stop looking between us.

"Tiny Friend." Hulk pat my head. Stormie laughed and claped dad on the back.

"See Hulk is an ally."

"Hulk, I trust you'll take care when you're around my daughter?"

"Hulk no smash tiny friend. Tiny Marionette. Fragile Marionette." Hulk stressed. Dad nodded.

"We have an understanding."

"So Mr. Barton, I hear you were 'bad' when you met my solnyshko." Aunt Nat put an arm around me. Uncle Clint slowly backed away.

"Shit... Nat, let's talk about this..."

END

**Solnyshko is a Russian term of endearment meaning something like small sun.

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pinkletterday · 6 years ago

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Prelude: Bibbidi Bobbidi Boo

Pairing: Barry Allen/ Iris West

Rating: All Audiences

Summary: “Aw hell, no!” says Linda. “Iris, you’ve been planning yourself this big white wedding for weeks. This is your dream, you guys. If you give up now, the Nazis win. We can’t let them win, yo. You gotta have your wedding. For truth, justice and the American way!”

Tags: Iris West goes wedding dress shopping with her girls, Sara Lance is the Westallen fairygodmother, the wedding my babies deserved, apologies for the lack of Felicity, author was really mad at the time

Notes: Am I procrastinating life by posting old fics on tumblr? Why yes I am.

This was my oldest fic for this fandom and my first in ten years.

Part 1 of the Westallen Wedding Album

It is seven in the morning and someone is ringing the doorbell. The universe really does hate them. Iris is too demoralized to care at this point.

“Go away,�� calls Barry from under the covers, clutching Iris like a security blanket.

“It’s me, Caitlin. It’s urgent, open up!”

This is why they can’t ever turn their phones off. Et tu, Cait?

They shuffle fatalistically to the door in their pyjamas to let her in and Caitlin looks apologetically at the sleep-rumpled duo. “I’m sorry, guys, but they insisted.”

“Who -”

Sara bursts into the loft. “All right, everyone get dressed. Wedding’s back on, bitches!” she hollers, in full captain mode, as Catilin grimaces away. “The time is oh seven hundred hours and we have fuckton of work to do so. Ass in gear, folks!”

Barry and Iris blink at her like injured meerkats. “...What?” They notice a flustered Cecile trailing in after Sara, followed by an offensively bright-eyed and bushy tailed Kara, and… “Linda?”

“What up, girl,” greets Linda Park, hugging a stunned Iris. She appears to have a distinctly fresh-from-airport-hell brand of dishevelment and the vibrating energy of a sports writer on Redbull.

“How are you here?" asks Barry in confusion. "You said in your RSVP that you’d be at your family thing in Oklahoma-,”

“Yeah so I did and I was and then I got a hysterical call from the kidterns at CCPN that your wedding had been bombed by Nazis. Followed by news footage of Central City being attacked by actual, honest-to-God Nazis and then beaten back by a mess of leather fetish-types...you get the idea. In conclusion: Nazis. Seriously, guys, what the hell!” Linda throws her hands up at them with a bewildered expression.

Barry slumps onto the couch with a groan and Iris drops wearily beside him, making a helpless gesture that is somehow supposed to convey “we couldn’t tell you if we knew/ the universe hates us/ it is written/ this is our life now". They lean against each other like sad puppies.

“Anyway, the point is, you guys are getting married today. Properly.” presses Sara.

“Can’t,” grunts Barry.

“What d’you mean, can’t?”

“Lost all our deposits. Tux ruined. Guests flew home after martial law was declared. Fire. Murder. Plague.”

“My dress survived but I frankly don’t even want to see it again,” says Iris sadly. “That thing cost five thousand dollars and now all I remember when I see it is our minister getting vaporized. Oh God.” She hides her face in Barry’s shoulder, stifling a sob, as he puts a comforting arm around her.

“Ok, yes, we figured,” interjects Kara, advancing with a "hear-me-out" demeanor. “But guys. This is all fixable! And we’re gonna fix it! You still want to get married, right?” She looked expectantly at them, a golden retreiver puppy convinced of the world's innate goodness.

“Well yeah,” says Barry, scratching his head. “But Iris and I are just thinking to going to a Justice of Peace-”

“Aw hell, no!” cries Linda, making Barry jump. Redbull and sports are just not a good combination for this early in the morning. “Iris, you’ve been planning yourself this big white wedding for weeks. This is your dream, you guys. If you give up now, the Nazis win. We can’t let them win, yo. You gotta have your wedding. For truth, justice and the American way!”

The other women all nod, appearing to agree on the connection between propping up the wedding industry and patriotism. “She’s right,” says Caitlin the Betrayer, staunchly.

“And exactly how are we supposed to do that?” asks Iris with some asperity. She doesn’t particularly care about truth or justice or whatever the American way is supposed to be right now, unless the American way involves a bubble bath with Barry, sex and some post-coital Netflix.

“You leave that to us,” says Cecile firmly, sitting herself next to Iris. She takes her hand with a maternal air. “Iris, you and Barry aren’t alone in any of this. You have your family. Your friends. We have resources. Let us do this for you.”

“Cecile, that’s really sweet, believe me, but we’re just too tired-”

“That’s why you don’t have to lift a finger,” says Linda determinedly. “Except to put a ring on it. Look, I used to work part time as a wedding co-ordinator in college. I still have contacts. Just give me and Cecile your wedding binder and go find a dress. We can throw you the shindig of your dreams and get you married off before tomorrow morning.”

There is a chorus of "yeahs!" and "all rights!" and even a "whoo!" from Caitlin, who immediately looks embarrassed and subsides mid hand-pump.

“Where do I find a dress to get married in this evening?” says Iris hopelessly.

Sara smirks. “Did you know the Waverider has a fabrication room?”

“What’s a fabrication room?” asks Barry, Iris and Caitlin

“What’s a Waverider?” asks Linda and Cecile.

Sara grins smugly at Iris. “Just call me your fairy godmother, Cinderella.”

___

“I’m in a timeship,” Iris hears Linda say aloud to herself for the umpteenth time. “A timeship with a giant dress up room. With superheroes. Shopping for bridal gowns. For the Flash’s fiancee.”

Iris is the dressing cubicle and can't see anyone, but can picture Linda swigging her third glass of champagne, fluffing the white feather boa she had wound around her shoulders. She had decided that she didn't feel right drinking champagne in a fancy dressing room without a wearing one.

“Linda, honey, you’ve been saying that since we got here,” sighs Cecile, relegated to sparkling grape juice, but seated comfortably on the Persian rug. “It’s not really helping.”

They are in the Waverider's fabrication room, which Gideon had science babbled at them about reconstructing garments and accessories via subatomic teleportation and reassembly, and what Sara had simply described as "the Waverider communal closet". Except the "communal" part being all of time and history, apparently. It honestly just looks like a hi-tech walk-in closet from Dr. Who, only with outfits atomizing into being inside a cubicle once its design is selected from a 3D holographic projection.

"Anyone want more cake?” Ray Palmer, ex-billionaire and apparently current time traveller, calls out sunnily.

“Ooh, me me me!” says Kara enthusiastically from where she has been vamping in a crinoline in front of the mirror. “Oh my God, Ray, is that whipped cream frosting? And these strawberries taste so real!"

"The Waverider molecularly restructures any food stuffs we want," Ray says in proud tones. "Although, I usually prefer to get the raw ingredients and make recipes by hand. The champagne is all Gideon's work, though."

"That’s so cool, Gideon!" enthuses Kara.

“Thank you Miss Zor-El,” Gideon's disembodied voice resounds around the room. “This is high praise coming from a race as advanced as the Kryptonians.”

“You’re welcome and thank you!” Kara says happily. “My ship has an A.I but it has my mother’s personality imprint, so it can be kind of a bummer sometimes. Allura definitely hasn’t made me alcohol,” then mutters more quietly, “despite trying to drive me to it.”

“Wait, you have a ship too?” Cecile and Caitlin chorus in surprise.

“What’s a Kryptonian?” wonders Linda.

“Yeah, I have a ship. It’s how I got to earth. Krypton is my home planet,” Kara explains casually. Cecile and Linda are obviously still bemused. “I’m an alien,” Kara clarifies.

There is a stunned silence.

“I’m in a talking timeship,” intones Linda, swigging her drink, “with an alien. Eating cake. Shopping for dresses for-” she’s cut off when Iris throws a cloud of tulle on her head.

“Knock it off, Park,” Iris says, stepping out of the dressing room. “How do I look?” she smoothes down the sugar white confection expectantly, which somehow manages to be both creamy and frothy.

There is some diplomatic hemming and hawwing from the crowd. “Well, it’s a bit…,” Caitlin hesitates and pulls at the back of the synthetic white sheathe.

“Like someone dipped you in a vat of Ray’s frosting,” says Sara bluntly, looking up at her upside down from where she's sprawled on the floor. “And before that you looked like something from a Lady Gaga music video. Really, Iris, are you even taking this seriously?”

“I thought it was funny!” protests Iris, returning to searching through the ship’s dress archive on the holographic display. “What about the one before that?”

“You looked like Queen Elizabeth,” says Linda, flatly. “Present day Queen Elizabeth. What was with the hat?”

“Wow, tough crowd," Iris tries to laugh it off only to be met with skeptical stares. She sags.

“I just. It feels like tempting fate again, you know?” she says quietly. “Ever since I was a kid, I really wanted to dress like a princess at my wedding and it almost came true...three times. I just feel like the minute I put on a wedding dress again, I’m going to bring giant killer robots down on us, or one of us is going to get kidnapped by an evil megalomaniac and replaced by a frog-eating clone-”

“What’d you mean frog-eating clones?” interjects Linda in panic, clutching her boa. “Oh my God, is that an actual thing too?”

“Probably,” says Sara with supreme unconcern from the floor. She pulls herself upright and looks at Iris seriously in the eyes. “Look, I understand what you’re saying. You don’t have to wear a wedding dress if you don’t want to. You can wear a pantsuit or a gunny sack and none of us will care.

But I think you really do want that princess dress. This is all about saving your dream. You can’t let fear make you make decisions that you’ll regret down the line.” There is a murmur of sympathy and assent from the others.

“You only get married once,” says Caitlin, looking at Iris with a deep understanding.

“Well, I mean, actually-,” Linda starts, but is cut off by Cecile who sternly takes her champagne glass away.

"I mean you will only marry your soulmate once,” says Caitlin, looking at Iris steadily. “He’s the love of your life, Iris. You’re not going to lose him. We won’t let you. I promise.” Iris thinks she sees Caitlin’s eyes flash silver.

A solemnity descends on the group. Iris pulls Caitlin into a hug, feeling touched and grateful.

“You know, you could settle for a middle ground,” pipes up the ubiquitous Ray, making everyone start because they had forgotten he was there. “Personally, I think you’d be able to carry off a Galia Lahav like nobody’s business, but if you wanted something a little more classic, a little less elaborate, you could look to something boho like Ru De Seine or vintage feel like Amanda Garrett. Her beading is amazing. I’ve always thought ivory lace is really the thing for a fall wedding myself. Oh! And A-lines are so under-appreciated. You can always get them to flare out almost as well as a ballgown.”

There is a silence as everyone stares at Ray.

“What?” he says uncertainly. “Mick and I watch Say Yes To The Dress.”

A collective “ooh” of understanding ripples through the ladies and they turn back to Iris. “I hate that you all just came to the most obvious conclusion right now,” mutters Sara, chewing bitterly on a strawberry.

“Ray’s right,” says Kara, elbowing in front of the display screen and rifling through the database. “There’s more than one way to look like a princess. You might not be comfortable going for the full Cinderella anymore, but there’s Rapunzel and Snow White or even Greek-style like Megara-”

“Who?”

“Hercules’ girlfriend. I never understood why that movie flopped, my cousin loves it.”

"Oh, hey, me too!" exclaims Ray.

In the end, after a heated debate about Disney between Kara and Ray, a decimated whipped cream cake and a large pile of discarded lace, tulle and chiffon, Iris finds the perfect fit. It's an ivory A-line overlaid in lace. The assymetrical drop waist flares to the ground in a fall of tulle, the deep sweetheart neckline, ruched bodice and delicate cap sleeves covered in exquisite crystal beading. It's sweet and summery and simple. Safe. It makes her feel right.

There is a hush of approval, broken by Sara’s irreverent wolf-whistle.

"I would call that a Snow White look," pronounced Kara.

“Nice one, West,” Linda concurs as Cecile coos over it and Caitlin inspects the beading.

“By the way, Iris, Barry called,” informs Caitlin, as she pulls on Iris' skirts. “He said to tell you he’s decided to include Harry and Wally in the bridal party this time around, and I quote, “Tag, you’re it!”

“It? What are you?” asks Linda in confusion.

“Down three bridesmaids, that’s what I am!" huffs Iris, hands on her hips. She surveys her current retinue. “Okay, then. Sara, Kara, Linda, you’re up!”

The three women’s heads jerk up at Iris’ authoritative tone. “Up for what?”

“You’re in my bridal party now. Best find dresses!” grins Iris, “That’s what happens when you save a girl’s planet and her wedding. I mean,” she suddenly feels a little uncertain, “if you are up for it?”

In answer, Kara, Linda and Sara cheer and surround Iris, pulling her into a group hug, while Caitlin and Cecile raise their glasses at her proudly.

____

Iris doesn’t see them again for hours after sorting out the bridal wear, being summarily banished to her father’s house. She would have preferred to go home but found that her fiancé had banned her from the premises. Iris objects.

“Are we doing the groom not seeing the bride before the ceremony thing again? Because a lot of good that did us last time,” Iris huffs into the phone, going downstairs to intrepidly investigate the delicious smells wafting from the kitchen.

“No, I just don’t want you here cause I’m working on a wedding gift for you,” says Barry, over a mysterious banging of pots and pans. “And you may not crack a joke about my family jewels.”

“I would never joke about those, Barry,” says Iris seriously. "Your family jewels are very important to me." She hears the distinctive ding of- “wait, are you baking?”

“...damn it.”

“Bartholomew! Are you baking brownies in our apartment on our wedding day without me?” exclaims Iris in indignation.

“How do you know they’re brownies?” Barry hedges in his damage control voice.

“'Cause you banned me from the loft! I know you, you duplicitous, conniving-,”

“Look, we both know you are fundamentally untrustworthy around things with chocolate in them,” says Barry firmly. “You’re like the Leonard Snart of baked goods.”

“But why can’t I have brownies on my wedding day?” Iris whines. She nearly collides with her father, who is bustling about the kitchen in an apron.

“You can,” says Barry patiently. “It’s for the wedding.”

“I thought Oliver was taking care of the catering?” says Iris, confused.

“Yes, he’s footing the bill for the entire thing, so I told him to keep it simple and homely. He feels really bad about what happened to us.”

“Why?” Iris shrugs, “He didn’t crash our wedding.”

“He’s a rich kid, they throw money at people’s problems until they feel better,” snarks Barry and Iris giggles. “So I heard your Dad and Clarissa and some others are making it a kind of potluck, as much to reign Oliver in as anything, and...I wanted you to have your mother’s brownies on your special day.”

Iris melts. “Awww, babe. That is so sweet. And frustrating. Now I don’t know who I want to eat more," she purrs seductively, "you or the brownies.”

“You do know I can hear you, right?” Joe pops up from behind the kitchen counter with an unimpressed expression, making Iris jump.

“Er, yeah okay. So," Iris awkwardly skitters around, to notice - "Hey, is that why Dad’s making Grandma Esther’s sweet potato pie?” She starts to break off a bit of crust, only to be whacked decisively on the knuckles with a spoon. “OW!”

“Those are for the guests this evening, missy!” reprimands Joe, “Out of my kitchen! Git!”

“But it’s my wedding!” Iris wails fruitlessly into the phone as her father chases her out of the room with a spatula.

____

In the afternoon, Iris gets dressed in her new wedding gown, ignoring the flutter of trepidation she feels as Caitlin buttons her up. Cecile and Linda sweep her hair into a high messy bun that lets soft curls spill around her face and neck, pinning a single full-blown crimson rose on the side of her head right above the cascade of her grandmother’s veil.

She wears her great-grandma Esther’s pearl earrings and her mother’s replica wedding bands on a gold chain that Barry had given her (so very long ago now and not long ago at all) around her neck. Cecile kisses her cheek and fastens her little turquoise bracelet around Iris’ wrist “for something both borrowed and blue”. She laughs as she slips her feet into the pair of transparent “glass” heels that Kara had found for her.

Her bridesmaids are in dusty rose gowns gathered at the waist, with skirts that swish playfully around their calves. Delicate aster and camellia flower crowns nestle on their loose waves of hair and they all carry small posies of riotously colourful wildflowers that speak of the fall.

Barry is waiting with his groomsmen downstairs as they descend. Wally, Cisco, Harry and Oliver are in sport coats with matching autumn boutonnieres. Barry has also ditched the tux in favour of a grey suit with a crisp white shirt unbuttoned at the collar and is holding her bouquet of crimson and spray roses. He looked so very dashing in his tux, but Iris is glad that he looks more casual today, slightly mussed, more her geeky, pretty, boyish Barry.

He does not look at her as though he would cry, as he had the first time she had walked down the aisle to him. Instead his expression is open and soft, steady, like he knows how afraid she is and he is right there with her, waiting to catch her and keep her safe. It’s a look that makes her feel like he’s holding her in his arms from across a room.

Iris’ father carefully pulls her into a hug, engulfing her one last time in his solid, reassuring warmth and Dad-scent before he takes her hand and puts it in Barry’s. It’s an acknowledgement of putting something where it has always belonged, rather than entrusting it all over again to another. Iris is fleetingly amused by the thought that Joe may have accepted Barry as her son-in-law when they were first married by a giant dinosaur at the age of ten.

Barry gives her her bouquet and pulls her to him, “Hey.”

“Hi,” she smiles. "I see you got my present." She fingers the small gold bolts of lightning on his shirt cuffs.

"I did," Barry says with a pleased grin. "They're awesome. Thanks, honey. But I think I still win with the brownies."

"Damn it, you're right," grumbles Iris. "Why are you so competitive all the time?"

Barry gives her a sardonic look and draws her into his arms as she giggles. His expression turns reverent as he gazes down at her.

“God, you're beautiful,” he breathes, looking at her like he can't believe she's real. Iris feels cocooned in happiness. “How do you make me want you more every day?”

She focuses on pinning a crimson rose next to his lapel and blinks back tears. “I bet you say that to all the girls you marry,” Iris quips.

“Yes,” he teases back, “since you are all the girls I’m ever going to marry.”

Iris laughs, and smooths his coat. “So, want to give this thing one last try, Mr. Allen?”

Barry's eyes are resolute and tender. “I’ll never stop trying until you’re mine, Miss West.”

She presses the rose stem against his heart, and his hand covers hers over it. They follow their wedding party and walk out of their childhood home, hand in hand.

~~~~

#the westallen wedding album #westallen #barry allen x iris west #myfic #fanfic #the flash

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Holiday Magic Part Two

Summary: Christmas is a magical time of the year. Bucky and Y/N meet under odd circumsta

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1,672

Warning: slight angst; fluff

A/N: This is part two of my submission to @caplansteverogers Christmas Challenge. Thank you for being patient and understanding stuff happens out of our control!!! You’re a gem!

New Year’s Eve 2017 (6:00 p.m.)

Time Square was abuzz with revellers. People crammed together, trying to keep warm in the arctic New York weather, anxiously awaiting the famed Crystal Ball to begin its descent. Most partygoers are decked out with 2018 hats, plastic glasses and horns. Even at this early hour, confetti litters the street and sidewalk. Musicians ready their voices to perform, in spite of the frigid temperature.

Tony suggested an impromptu gathering. Nothing glamorous. GQ casual. Everyone gathered around the common room and murmured. Steve spoke up.

“What???!!! Are you feeling alright, Stark?”

“Yes, Father Time. I wanted to celebrate with only the team. Why do you find that so unbelievable?”

Nat couldn’t resist. “It’s so not like you Tony. What gives really?”

Sipping on what is undoubtedly an expensive bottle of bourbon, Tony responded “Listen, the past year was shit for the Avengers. Guess a fresh start is in order. Food’s on the way; alcohol’s already here. Even Capsicle and Popsicle have their Asgardian whatever the hell it is.”

Wanda clapped her hands. “Well, I love the idea of a team only gathering. Small and intimate.” Turning her gaze towards Bucky, “Of course we can bring a date?”

Y/N had become an important part of the team. Bucky was a totally different person when she came around. Everyone loved her. Nat and Wanda were ecstatic for another female amongst the sea of testosterone.

“I don’t see why not? Will Y/N be joining us tonight, Popsicle?” The brooding super soldier nodded ‘yes’, leaving the room.

Sam prodded Steve. “What’s wrong with Barnes? Trouble in paradise?”

“Naw. I’ll go check on him.”

Sitting on the floor, head in this hands, Bucky wondered why Y/N agreed to spend New Year’s Eve with him.

“Bucky, tomorrow is New Year’s Eve. Do you have any plans?” Y/N hoped they’d spend time together, ringing in a new year.

Shrugging, “Nope. Why?”

“Why? Because I’d love to spend the evening with you. I mean if you want.”

“Okay. See ya at 8?” Kissing his cheek, Y/N rushed towards the elevator. “Call you when I get home. Byyyye”

Raising his hand to knock, Steve caught a glimpse of Bucky on the floor. His door was slightly ajar. “Buck, what’s going on?”

“She’s a great gal Stevie. Y/N’s a real peach. Wonder why she’d waste her time with me?”

Steve leaned against the wall, “Pal, you gotta give Y/N credit. The woman genuinely cares for you. Why don’cha give her chance?”

Bucky raised his head, “M’sorry man. It’s been years since I’ve felt this way ‘bout a dame.” His eyes welled up.

“Are you falling in love with her? It’s only been a few weeks.”

“I dunno if it’s love, but when we’re apart, my heart yearns for her. Am I wrong for feeling this way?”

Rubbing the back of his neck, Steve sighed. “You’re not wrong. Take your time and get to know her.”

“Get to know her?” Bucky scoffed. “What do you think we’ve been doing? Hell, I’m familiar with her whole family!”

“Calm down Bucky. It’ll be fine. I’m gonna shower and get dressed for the party. What time is Y/N gonna be here?”

“Eight.” He exhaled sharply. “Guess I better get dressed. Thanks for talking me down.”

“Anytime pal. See ya later.” Steve made the trek to his room across the hall. It was obvious how Bucky felt about Y/N. He also knew she shared the same feelings.

After showering, Bucky dressed in a pair of stone washed black jeans, a pale blue button down shirt and ankle boots. His damp hair was pulled into a neat man bun.

Opening the nightstand drawer, Bucky rubbed his calloused fingers across a black velvet box. Y/N had a thing for dolphins. He purchased a silver dolphin necklace with miniature diamond eyes. “M’gonna give this to her tonight.”

Bucky put the necklace on the top shelf of his closet and locked the door. Sam managed to creep in his room snooping from time to time.

New Year’s Eve (8:00 p.m.)

Y/N took one last look at herself in the elevator mirror. Hair, makeup? Flawless! Her tattered blue jeans hugged her curvaceous frame. Paired with a cream, back out midriff sweater and black flats.

Bucky waited nervously in the hallway. The elevator was slower than usual. Finally, Y/N turned letting her gaze fall on the fine specimen in front of her.

“Hey Doll. You look, wow!”

Kissing his cheek, “Why thank you Sgt. Barnes. I must say you clean up well.”

Offering his arm, “Shall we?”

Tony kept the menu simple and self serve; Hot, Mild, Atmoic, Lemon Pepper, Tereyaki, and Bourbon glazed wings, Spicy Smoked Potato Salad, New Orleans style coleslaw, Garlic Parmesan wedge cut fries, Chicken Bacon Ranch casserole, Twice baked cheddar biscuits. The desserts were to die for: New York Style Cheesecake in chocolate, strawberry, tequila and caramel.

Confetti, 2018 hats, horns, plastic glasses, and feather boas were on the ready. After feasting on delectable delicacies, the time had come for copious amounts of alcohol.

Y/N, Nat, and Wanda enjoyed extra strong martinis, dancing around the room. Tony, Steve, Sam, Bucky, Thor, Bruce and Viz engaged in a rousing discussion on traditional New Year’s Eve traditions.

Once in a while, Bucky would stop talking to take in the angelic sight before him; Y/N with her head thrown back, giggling like a teenager.

Steve nudged his arm, “Y/N’s having a blast.”

“Yeah, Stevie. M’happy she’s here with us; with me.”

Bucky loved the sound of her laugh and blinding glow of her smile. Taking a break, Y/N grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. She felt a pair of strong hands on her waist.

“Hey Sarge. I missed you.”

Kissing the top of her head, “Missed you too. Having fun?”

Swallowing the refreshing clear cold liquid, “Bucky, I’ve NEVER had this much fun on New Year’s Eve!!!!” Pushing up on her toes, Y/N grazed Bucky’s lips with a kiss. “Thank you.”

Wanda pulled her back onto the dance floor. “C’mon girl, let’s paaaarty.” Bucky froze, relishing in the unexpected kiss.

New Year’s Eve (11:58 p.m.)

In preparation for midnight, everyone donned some form of 2018 wear. Bruce poured champagne for an already inebriated bunch.

Bucky held Y/N close to his side. The time had come to start the countdown……

10..9..8..7..6..5..4..3..1…..HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! There were hugs, tears, and kisses!!! Steve offered the toast. “I don’t know what the year holds for us, but dammit we’ll be together as we were meant to be!”

Slurring a few words. Sam started a somber chorus “Auld Lang Syne”

♫♪♫Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And never brought to mind?

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,

And auld lang syne.

CHORUS

For auld lang syne, my jo,

For auld lang syne.

We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,

For auld lang syne.♫♪♫

Bucky chose this moment to slip away with Y/N. “Why are we leaving Bucky? Is something wrong?

“No Doll, jus’wanna spend some time alone with you.” Opening the door to his room, “Ladies first.”

Taking in the sight in front of her, Y/N was transformed into the 1930’s. Bed neatly made, two hanging bookshelves, bedside lamp and nightstand. Nothing fancy but it all screamed James Buchanan Barnes.

“It ain’t much but m’okay. Guess old habits die hard.” Bucky never fancied extravagance. Plain and simple, like him.

Chuckling, Y/N motioned towards the closet. “What’s in there?” Turning the handle, unable to open it. “Why do you have your closet door locked? Who’s in there?”

Bucky brows drew together. “What? No one! Sam’s on the nosey side. Don’t want him messing with my stuff is all.” Part of that was true, part wasn’t!

“Excuse me while I use ‘the little girl’s room’ Sarge.”

“Sure thing doll. I’ll be here waiting for ya.” Tipsy, Y/N swayed into the bathroom, locking the door.

Wasting no time, Bucky unlocked his closet door, taking down the dolphin necklace, hiding it under his pillow. Hearing the commode flush and water running, a bead of sweat trickled down his forehead. “Shit, that was close.”

Kicking her shoes to the side, Y/N joined Bucky on his bed. ”Penny for your thoughts Sarge.”

Digging deep into his reservoir of courage, Bucky opened his mouth. “Y/N, since the night of Tony’s Christmas party, I can’t get’cha outta my head. I care for ya a lot.”

Laying her dainty hand atop the metal coolness, Y/N fluttered her eyelashes. “Sarge, I feel the same way. I can now laugh without wanting to cry. You’re good for me; we’re good for each other.”

“I, uh saw ya liked dolphins. Here’s something from me to you.”

Gasping, Y/N carefully opened the box. “Sarge! Oh my gosh, it’s breathtaking. Would you please put it on me?”

Standing in front of a floor length mirror, Y/N admired the necklace. Her smokey grey orbs glistened with tears. “Sarge, I love it and truth be told, in 5 days, you’ve managed to crawl into my soul and take root.”

Bucky lifted her chin. “2018 is our year. I’ll protect’ya with m’last breath. Y/N Y/L/N, would you do me the honor of being my best girl?”

Y/N scooted to his lap, getting a better angle on his soft lips. The kiss deepened as tongues fought for dominance. “Does that answer your question?” Bucky laid back on the bed with Y/N nestled against him.

2018 began where 2017 left off; filled with holiday magic for a promising new year so richly deserved, filled with endless possibilities.

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coolcancunyachts · 4 years ago

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Studying Nature in Mexico is an Unforgettable Adventure

After spending many vacations in Cancun Yacht Rentals , Mexico, I decided to take the plunge and move there to study the beautiful nature I'd admired in my previous trips. Having lived many years in the comfort and safety of American suburbia, it was time for some adventure. After learning Spanish, I went to the Yucatan and rented a home in suburban Playa del Carmen and hired myself a maid. Then, with help from hired guides and friends, I visited a variety of remote places in the Mexican jungles. It was an unforgettable experience to see a variety of animals in their natural habitats.

The ever-growing city of Playa del Carmen is an hour south of Cancun, and easily accessed by public buses. Both cities are on the Caribbean Sea, where coral reefs abound up and down the coastline. The beauty of pure white, limestone sand, and richly colored, turquoise water of the ocean drew me down there. Being a nature artist, I was fascinated by the plants and animals of the region. Armed with my cameras, drawing paper and pens, I got to work drawing and photographing bugs, birds, plants and anything else exotic. Soon, my artwork landed me a job as main illustrator for a large nature park called XCaret.

Whenever I had a drawing to deliver to my employer, I would board the employee bus for XCaret, and then walk down a long, back jungle path next to the park to the office. These walks fascinated me, due to the path was directly next to fenced enclosures for their zoo and aviary. Flamingoes, spider monkeys and a harpy eagle were animals I could see the best from the path. One time I made the mistake of giving one of the monkeys a cookie, only to see the other monkeys chase after him to steal it, trying to beat him up! I quickly got out a couple more cookies and gave the rest to them, to avoid the original monkey from getting hurt. They all sat there munching peacefully as I snuck off, hoping nobody saw.

In Mexico, you will see iguanas in nature frequently. As I walked down the nature path on my way to work, there was rustling in the big tree near me. I looked up only to see a large, 6 foot green iguana male with bright orange fringe on his back, in the canopy of the tree. He looked down at me. I remember people telling me that iguanas are good eating, taste like chicken, and that they are called "chicken of the tree". I never found out if that was true or not, but then, I wasn't about to go eating iguanas. Nope, I'm not that adventurous in my dining choices. Black iguanas can be seen usually sitting one per rock pile. Everywhere there were rocks, were male iguanas sunning themselves. Interesting creatures. In Chankanaab Park (on the island of Cozumel) there is a huge iguana that walks around public areas, oblivious to the humans that walk past it. It will bite if petted, the park employee told me. So, I took photos of it and kept my distance.

Another lizard that was interesting and plentiful, was Basiliscus basiliscus, the basilisk. There are a few varieties of basilisk to be found in Mexico. It can run on water if it gets scared enough, and I witnessed it after scaring one unintentionally. Later, I found a smaller one and drew it for my job, they have intense eyes, looking very serious. When I was finished drawing him, he ran upright into the jungle, glad to be free of the big, scary human with whom he'd spent a few hours with.

The jungles of Mexico are fascinating, but I would never recommend walking off your path into one. First off, the foliage is very dense. Second, there are critters in there that can hurt you if provoked, namely scorpions, snakes and spiders. Look, but don't touch. I have seen all of these, and have paid people to remove them from my home. Scorpions will come after you if they are agitated. Back away quickly, wherever they cannot follow. The lighter colored ones, I was told, are more dangerous than the black ones. There are tarantulas in Mexico, and they are big but not aggressive, thank goodness. I had a red-kneed tarantula taken away from the front of my door once. My maid used to throw out other spiders she found inside, and laugh when I would be freaked out by them. "This? It's harmless!" she'd tell me. Yuck. I took her word for it.

As for snakes, there are a few that are reason enough not to go walking alone in the jungle. First, there are huge boa constrictors. My ex-husband was called by the ladies next door, to remove a 6-foot boa out of their rental flat. They said it just slithered into the open back door. Lesson learned, never leave an open door to your house if you live close to the jungle. Then, there is a crimson colored snake the locals called Coralio. I don't know its scientific name, but it was beautiful but deadly. A man who lived near me had a whole apartment full of snakes, and he showed them to me up close. Snakes are interesting but it pays to watch where you step, since my ex and I nearly stepped on one during an evening walk. There are other snakes to watch out for, but these are the kinds that we saw. All snakes will mind their own business if unprovoked, it seems, trouble seems to be when humans aren't paying attention and step on one by mistake. So, it pays to watch where you walk.

Then there were the amazing birds. A gorgeous variety of colors, shapes and sizes, birds in Mexico are exotic and fascinating. My favorites were the toco toucan, motmot, currasows, Yucatan jay, cinnamon-colored cuckoo, and pileated woodpecker and violaceous trogon (a relative of the resplendent quetzal). They had a knack for showing themselves whenever I didn't have my camera with me. I did draw and take notes of what I saw, then look them up later. There was a bird that was so colorful that locals called it, "siete colores" (seven colors). After looking it up, I identified it as a painted bunting. Another bird locals call "pecho amarillo"(yellow breast), otherwise known as the great kiskadee, used to sit outside my window and yell, "Eeee, Eeee!" at the top of his lungs. We used to call back at him, and he'd answer. Very funny bird.

In Playa del Carmen, there is an outdoor aviary, built into the jungle, in the Playacar section. I went in there and walked around, to see the different birds that usually are hidden by jungle. One bird took a fancy to me, a barred currasow who followed me everywhere. She was my feathered tour guide, and posed for photos freely. I finally got to see a chachalaca up close, a relative to a turkey, that is shy, loud (its call sounds like a rusty meat grinder), and travels in groups. Also, there were red ibis, more flamingos, egrets, and much more. The aviary is a must see if you visit Playacar.

Another interesting natural sector in the Yucatan were all the bugs. Insects of every kind, in great quantities. I could've done without all the mosquitoes, though, thank goodness for bug repellent. My favorites were the butterflies. Sometimes when driving down remote roads, we came across undulating masses of various butterfiles colored yellow, white or black. Monarch butterflies also migrate in large groups down to Mexico, I saw them once, too. The most beautiful butterfly I came across in the wild, in my opinion, was the morpho butterfly. It has large irridescent blue wings, wasn't as common as other butterflies, and preferred the privacy of non-populated areas like fields and jungles. There was another butterfly that was big, brown and with its wings closed, was the size of a large dinner plate. It was called an owl butterfly, and flew slowly. I got really close to him and he seemed unafraid. He had patterns on his wings that were like numbers. Fascinating.

Beetles. Ahh, beetles..not very graceful, and apparently not all that bright, but endearing with their less than graceful antics. There were golden scarab beetles that used to fly into my window as I was working, frequently. They usually landed on their backs with their feet flailing helplessly in the air. Eventually the situation would rely on me turning them right-side up, some would then fly off, others would somehow end up on their backs again. It was odd, but I took the opportunity to draw these metallically colored insects, who looked as if they were gilded in brushed gold.

Grasshoppers and katydids are in large quantity in the jungles of the Yucatan. There are so many varieties of grasshoppers, I lost count. As for katydids. their bodies are gigantic, the size of a sparrow. I caught one, to draw him, then when I let him go off my balcony, he flew away in a straight path. His big, green body was visible for a very long time as he flapped off into the sunset, it was surreal.

Sea creatures and fish are plentiful in the Caribbean Sea. Though the reefs are endangered and show signs of damage, they are still beautiful. Every day, I'd snorkel in the low-traffic area near my home. It was serene to get to the beach early in the morning, pick up a few shells that washed up on shore, then make my spot on the beach. I'd snorkel until my body got cold, every day. There weren't many large predators in the areas I swam in, due to the breakwalls that run up and down the coast, separating the shores from the deeper, ocean water. Once in awhile, a barracuda would find its way into the reef area, my, what big teeth they have. Out there, you can see dolphins playing in the waves made by large yachts or ferries. Bottle-nosed dolphins are very social creatures and seem unafraid of humans. Some of the most memorable smaller fish and creatures I saw were brittle starfish (they live under rocks and will climb off your hand quickly if you try to hold one), octopus, conch, sea turtles, moray eels, blue tangs and of course, those feisty damselfish. Though I haven't gotten my scuba license, I went on a few professional scuba tours where the water was so shallow, snorkeling was possible. Tours are great for finding gorgeous coral gardens that aren't visible to everyone else. The prettiest ones I saw were near the town of Puerto Morelos.

Other places I liked to explore were the Cenotes Azul, and Dos Ojos. Cenotes are brackish water natural bodies of water that the Mayan indians used to build their villages around. Now, they sit in the jungle and tourists enter them to go cave diving. Underneath the Yucatan is an elaborate network of caves that attract cave-divers from all over the world. Not me, I preferred just swimming in the crystal clear water in the mouth of the cenotes, and observing the fish I saw. One of the cenotes had fish that I'd seen in pet stores back in the US, swimming there naturally. Jack Dempsey fish and green sailfin mollies, along with a kind of livebearer fish I didn't recognise. They were very colorful, and the Dempseys, being combative cichlids who like to pick on one another, had tattered fins. But, all the fish were very healthy. What a wonder it is to swim among them in their natural habitat. The nature around cenotes is interesting, too. I saw a basilisk run across the water, when I swam too close to him, and a duck that would dive for fish and stay underwater for a long time. Nature abounds in and around cenotes.

The nature of Mexico is plentiful and beautiful in all its forms. The tropical, hot climate brings out flora and fauna unlike anything I've ever seen in my home state of Ohio, or even in my current state of Florida. Living among the lush jungles, hearing jungle frogs sing at night and spending time with my wonderful Mexican co-workers, guides and friends changed my life. By being respectful of nature (look, don't touch) and watching where you walk, you will see clouds of butterflies, brilliantly colored birds, and animals like coatimundis, agoutis and others normally only seen in zoos. My employer promoted the preservation of Mexico's wildlife, and it was my honor doing artwork of all things natural for them. I miss walking the jungle path to their office weekly and seeing the zoo animals, as well as the wild ones in the trees. If you love nature, make sure to visit Mexico and go on tours to see the beauty of the wild, but with professionals who know where to take you. It will be an experience you will appreciate and remember forever.

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pumpkinwritesarchive-blog · 7 years ago

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@boxesofmuses plotted for a starter from Luca.

Luca moved around Amelia’s kitchen like it was his own. Ever since Amelia and her daughter moved in next door to him, he quickly made this a weekly gathering where he would cook for her and her toddler and they would hang out and watch movies or play little games. Sometimes Rose would throw a tea party and Luca went all out; going as far as to wear the feather boa and a little tiara at times if that was what Rose wanted of him. His mom practically raised him on her own so he knew it was hard at times for Amelia, balancing work and raising her daughter, and if he could make even a little bit easier he would.

“Alright chicken tenders and butter rice is almost done ladies,” he announced looking over his shoulders. He checked his phone to make sure his partner had messaged from the office in DC before pulling the chicken out of the oven. Rose was at the “picky eater” age so he tried to keep everything tasty but familiar. No fancy Italian for this little once it was garlic spaghetti. “Who’s hungry?”

#boxesofmuses #ᵐᵘˢᵉ || ⁽ amelia ⁾#ᶤ ᶜᵃᵗᵉʳ ᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ᵐᵒᵒᶰ || ⁽ luca ⁾

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stitch-xiu-up · 8 years ago

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Paper Guns

~Gifs not mine unless otherwise stated. I will upload it so that every chapter is accessible from here~

Here we have my first Mafia Jongdae Thing. I quite like the title, I couldn’t come up with a punny title so this is going to have to do. Hope you enjoy

Lotto Love

~Stitch

Word Count: 1133

Genre: Mafia!AU

Pairings: Jongdae X OC

Chapter 2

Chapter 1 - Crazy Lady

Mun-Hee woke up in an unfamiliar bed and an unfamiliar room. She yawned and stretched, the spot next to her empty and cold (not that she cared to be honest). She got out of the bed and collected her clothes (I would call it the walk of Shame, but Mun-Hee has no shame when it comes to these situations). Anyway, after getting herself dressed she headed out of the doors and navigated her ways through a few corridors until she made it to the front of the building. (She wasn’t paying attention to what the place looked like, she just needed to get out. It was 6 in the morning and she had a lecture in 2 hours).

As she made her way down the street looking for a taxi or something to get her out of this fancy ass neighbourhood, she couldn’t help but notice how huge the houses were, well, she thought they looked more like castles or mansions. They all had huge looming iron gates that were absolutely terrifying. As Mun-Hee continued to walk, she couldn’t help but notice that her hips were seriously aching. Her eyes narrowed as she gingerly lifted moved the waistband of her mini skirt and plain as day, hand shaped bruises stood stark against the contrast of her pale skin but didn’t look as bad over the parts of her skin that had been decorated with black ink. She grimaced a little as she remembered parts of last night, or at least, the amount of times that the bruises were made.

Regardless, after what felt like at least half an hour of walking around trying to find an exit to this fancy ass area, she found one and was soon able to hail a taxi and make it to her university (college) fairly quickly. After paying the taxi driver the required amount she quickly jogged towards her dorm room where she would be able to have a quick ass shower and get changed properly. She didn’t have a roommate luckily so she was able to slip inside quietly and without being noticed. She was ever so thankful for the shower she had to admit. It was warm and soothing and got rid of last nights bad choices. She had cheesecake. (If you got this joke, I don’t know whether I should be proud or disappointed.)

Once washed and dried and dressed, she still had just under an hour to get to her lecture. She was wearing the baggiest hoodie she could find, sweatpants and a hufflepuff wooly hat. No makeup graced her features with the bigger rimmed ‘hipster’ glasses that she used for computers, so she looked pretty drab to be honest. But, when in college, you just don’t give a damn. So, off she waddled to the other side of the campus to her lecture hall. Should I elaborate a bit on Mun-Hee? I’m going to anyway, so. Mun-Hee is half Korean and half Scottish (so as you would guess, she has freckles). She has lived pretty much all of her life in Scotland, her Korean is passable but it is by no means great. She can understand pretty much everything someone says, as long as they don’t speak at the speed of light or slur words together. Also, she sure as hell isn’t great at speaking (in general) when she is drunk. Alrighty, that is enough for now I think.

The lecture was long and boring (well what do you expect of a world history lecture, I mean really). Mun-Hee was unable to stop the yawns that continuously clawed her lips apart. As she was walking towards the campus gates to go to her dorm and get food and then sleep for like five years, she noticed that there was a huge crowd of students were crowding around the gates. Interested, Mun-Hee decided to move a little closer and see what everyone was mumbling and whispering about.

Right in between both gate posts was a fabulously dressed woman (who looked absolutely gorgeous and mad beyond belief). The woman was standing with her arms folded over her chest, her red dress fell to down near her ankles (and would you honestly believe that anyone in this day and age would still use a feather boa? Well this whackjob does). Her skin was pale and clear and her black hair fell in beautiful waves down her back and stopped midway. Mun-Hee had to admit that she was super pretty.

Clearly no one here was going to offer this strange (whackjob) lady a hand. So Mun-Hee stepped forward.

“Hi, are you alright?” She asked tentatively as she got closer to the woman.

“No, I’m not alright! Some whore fucked my boyfriend last night and I’m here to find her!” She all but screamed. This took Mun-Hee off guard a little.

“Wow, what kind of a bitch screws another person's boyfriend, I mean really. Do you have any idea of who this person is?” Mun-Hee asked as she adjusted the laptop in her hands.

“I found out from the barman at the club she stole him from that she goes to this college. She also apparently has a tattoo on her ankle.” The woman said. Mun-Hee’s face deadpanned. But she recovered and she smiled sweetly as the woman continued, “I mean, why would some student go for a 24 year old? Students should stay with students!” She wailed as crocodile (fake in case no one else has heard this phrase before) tears started to pool in her eyes. (Also, if some of you are wondering, a lot of university students over here start when they are 18).

“Well, I’m afraid I can’t be of much help, I don’t know anyone with any tattoos (lie). Besides, the college doesn’t think highly of tattoos here so I think you’d be hard pushed to find anyone here with a tattoo.” Mun-Hee said soothingly. The strange woman seemed to think for a moment before sighing.

“Maybe I didn’t hear him right…” She said as the crocodile tears suddenly disappeared. “Thank you anyway.” She said before turning with a swish and sauntering off.

Mun-Hee stared after the woman and didn’t notice one of her friends sidle up beside her.

“You huge ass liar.” Were the first words out of her friends mouth.

“What was I supposed to say?” Mun-Hee glared

“What did you do? You just had to fuck a crazy person's boyfriend didn’t you…” Her friend trailed off

“In all fairness, I wouldn’t have screwed him if I knew he had a girlfriend.” Mun-Hee said as she headed towards her dorm.

“I’m pretty sure you’re the only person on this campus with tattoos… and you’re covered in them too. You got lucky today with your big ass clothes.” The friend chuckled.

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lawless-ladies · 8 years ago

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👕, 🎲, 🍕 for all of the girls? And take your time dear, there's no rush

What is your muse’s fashion sense like?

Molly–Loud, bright colors, mimicking the style of 20s flapper dresses and 60s Bond girl fashion. Her old swimsuit was a dead ringer for the one Ursula Andress wore in Dr. No.

Mousey–Lots of pastels, favoring pink and yellow, girlish and cute but with an adult twist. Basically like something Melanie Martinez would wear in one of her less bizarre music videos. This is part of the reason Mousey’s been accused of being some kind of deviant since she’s so small and young-looking and is attracted to older men, even though for the most part she dresses like this for fun.

Moth–Bright, cool, ethereal colors, especially purple, blue, and dark pink, with lots of light and flowy layers over something relatively tight. She’ll normally have on a form-fitting outfit as her base with a lot of scarves, sweaters, blazers, and short capes over it.

Pauline–Dramatic, intense colors, normally patterned after characters from movies she loves. She owns a little black dress identical to Holly Golightly’s in Breakfast at Tiffany’s.

Anna–Bright, neon colors and eye-catching patterns, something that looks like she’s wearing pop art. She’s also not afraid to switch between revealing and conservative when it comes to her outfits–one day she might be wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a sheer top you can see her bra through, and another day she might wear a sweater-dress over leggings.

Betsy–Lots of pink, light, airy fabrics that really breathe and that she can move in. She tends to look like she’s on her way to the Wimbledon tournament any given day; after all, the Williams sisters are among her idols.

Pussycat–Basically anything she would wear onstage, anything that helps her stage persona along. This means various shades of pink, patterned leggings, cute little suspenders, and her signature cat ears. A bit young-looking, but not so young that anyone looking at her can’t tell she’s a woman comfortable in her own skin.

Siren–Lots of metallic colors, modelling the style of the archetypal Greco-Roman goddess. Also has a lot of rich colors and fancy jewelry mixed in for a more regal and exotic feel.

Chickadee–Corsets, thin skirts, creatively-accessorized tights, huge heels, and feathers. Girl can rock a feather boa. She’s incredibly comfortable showing off her form in a way that even Anna won’t, mostly because she’s in an environment that doesn’t demonize her for it.

Does your muse like to gamble?

None of the ladies really gamble except for Betsy, Siren, and Chickadee. Betsy goes to casinos and horseraces regularly, and Siren and Chickadee sit in on poker and blackjack games at the Iceberg fairly often.

What’s your muses favourite food?

Molly–Champagne and caviar. Go expensive or go home, baby. Macaroons and sushi are also good

Mousey–Those expensive cheese balls sold for big parties. Also pizza and bacon.

Moth–Snack crackers, especially Goldfish, and turkey club sandwiches. Also, when she has the money for it, fancy kinds of fudge.

Pauline–Ice cream and frozen yogurt, any kind. Also cheesesteak.

Anna–Any kind of pastry and sweet food, especially cupcakes and cheesecake. Also chicken wraps.

Betsy–Hot pretzels and cappucinos, the more sugar and cinnamon the better. Also Mexican food.

Pussycat–Standard diner fare, particularly cheeseburgers (hold the bacon–it has to be kosher, after all!), onion rings, and milkshakes.

Siren–Fish and seafood of any kind, particularly lobster. Also ambrosia salad on her off-days.

Chickadee–Any of the Cuban and Spanish cuisine she can find at corner bodegas. She’ll gorge herself on fritas (which are similar to American hamburgers, but smaller and made with different meat) and Coke. Also pudding of any kind, but especially chocolate.

#Baby remember my name (The ladies)

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chelsiealvin-blog · 7 years ago

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The Overall Wedding Planning Process

I am a planner. Obviously if you have read any of my other articles, I LIVE to plan. Planning my own wedding was going to be just as fun right? Just a month after getting engaged and with the declining health of my Grandfather we decided to get married in one year in June 2016. We started by researching florists, day of coordinators and bakeries; the stress of planning really set in. Within a month, with a little luck, we found this incredible company called John Michael Event Services. I knew that I wanted to be involved with the personal things like our cake topper and guest book; but I realized I REALLY needed help with the everything else.

We had a strict budget of 13K for our wedding, so we went in with low hopes that they could assist us. To our surprise, they offered us a customized event planning bundle at 10K to include a custom cake, wedding planner, day of coordinator, custom floral, catering and drinks. We were lucky enough to have friends do our DJ and photography services for free. We signed the paperwork that day and we immediately felt relieved. The wedding planner planned every single appointment for us; we would just show up and pick out what we wanted. They even spaced out payments for our wedding throughout the year to make it even easier on us.

Before we get started on this nonsense of weddings. Take away this one piece of advice.

The VERY FIRST THING you need to pick up is large 10 gallon Tupperware bins. The bins saved my life. Put these somewhere you can easily reach them and as items come in the mail for your wedding, pop them into the bins. This way everything is packed for your planner or wedding party to put out on your wedding day. Even use these bins to store ALL of your paperwork. TRUST ME.

The Venue – 1 Year Away from our Wedding Day!

After booking our Wedding Planner/Coordinator, one year out we needed to pick our venue. We looked at only one venue; we knew when we walked through the door. Lake Mary Events Center in Lake Mary, Florida is an incredible venue. It featured a beautiful rotunda with high glass windows overlooking Lake Mary. It took our breaths away from the moment we walked into the building. Our ceremony was to be held in the beautiful rotunda just after sunrise, our reception in their grand ballroom.

Food, Flowers, Music, Cake and THE DRESS! – Eight months away from our Wedding Day!

A few months after booking our venue, our wedding planner scheduled us a meeting to pick out our flowers, food and cake. We also met with our DJ to pick out different songs to play during the event. OH and I bought my dress! You always want to get your dress with as MUCH time as possible, with all of the stress my weight fluctuated a lot and I need alterations to my dress.

Flowers – I went with lambs ear and light colored peonies. I really wanted to stick to lighter colors, to go with the morning/breakfast vibe.

The Dress – I didn’t actually have a plan for what I wanted my dress to look like. My Man of Honor actually picked out my dress, forced me into and I fell in love with it. He picked out a beautiful ball gown layered with tulle.

Music – was pretty easy too. My husband to be and I turned on music in our living room and wrote down each song we wanted for the different parts of the event. We sent the list over to our DJ and POOF that was checked off our list.

The very best part? Picking out the food! Andrew and I wanted a brunch wedding, so we decided on a Make Your Own Waffle Bar, unlimited bacon and unlimited mimosas. CAN’T GO WRONG WITH THAT! (plus breakfast food is a LOT cheaper than serving dinner)

The cake – We still wanted to keep with our brunch vibe here. We picked out a citrus, orange flavored cake with cream cheese frosting. YUM.

It’s all in the details – Four months away from out Wedding Day!

Some of the smaller things I of course wanted to do myself. We included a custom wedding hashtag #herecomethealvins and printed it on mostly everything we made, this way all photos that our guests posted we were able to see later on! The small details do not have to be expensive either, we mostly used the Dollar Tree and Oriental Trading Company. I ordered everything online, had it delivered to my door, packed it away in our large Tupperware bins for our wedding planner and POOF it was done.

A photo booth – Our photographer snapped soooo many cute photos of our guests! Get creative with it! We picked out a Flamingo Themed booth! I purchased the photo booth props from Esty as a PDF ($10) and printed them at Staples for another $5. We included some dollar tree items as well, a feather boa and inflatable bird.

A guest book – This doesn’t have to be a traditional book, we ended up using our favorite board game! We got it on sale for about $30 and picked up two sharpies for guests to sign.

Cake topper – We had custom bride and groom flamingos made for the top of our cake. This was the MOST expensive thing we purchased. We picked them up off Etsy for $30.

Guest favors – Something small (and cheap) we hand folded paper boxes, filled with colorful tissue paper and placed a small gold animal. The small gold animals matched the larger version in the reception as “table numbers.” A guest favor/place card! The cardboard boxes came from the dollar tree ($50), tulle from Michael’s ($15) and plastic animals from the dollar tree ($25).

A unity ceremony of some sort – We used a Tree Planting Ceremony for ours. Each guest was invited to place dirt in the pot so show their support as we planted the tree to show the foundation and strength of our relationship. We brought a pot and watering can from home and picked up the plant from IKEA.

Signage – We had plenty of different signs throughout our wedding. A welcome sign, photo booth entrance, small table signs. These are easy to purchase! We bought everything from Etsy for around $50.

Small treats – A LOT of people are using a candy bar in their weddings, but we wanted something brunch themed! We purchased the same containers as a candy bar, but filled them with fun cereal. We folded small pink popcorn containers with our hashtag sticker on the front, so guests were able to make their perfect mix.

I had custom newspapers printed! Around $100 for 100 copies, we had a company print a custom wedding newspaper printed. Each small article was about someone in our wedding party, funny stories about how we met and tons of pictures of our pup. There was even a word search on the back and we passed out Starbucks gift cards for winners!

Menus – During the reception I printed out menus on card stock (costing around $15 at Staples) and created a word search on the back. We also had custom pencils made with our hashtag (you can get these from Oriental Trading Company for $15).

All of the other events that come with Weddings – One month before our Wedding Day!

I was actually shocked to know that it’s just not your wedding day you are planning for. There are so many more smaller events that take place to celebrate for upcoming marriage. A month before our wedding I had a bacholrette party with friends, a bridal shower with family, an engagement party, a rehearsal event and I planned a bridal party slumber party the night before my wedding

(I will be posting all of these events separately later on).

Weddings are EXHAUSTING.

Take your time and enjoy all of the wedding festivities. OH! And take lots of photos!

Our wedding planner was INCREDIBLE; she was there with us the entire process of planning and the stress the day of. Even if you think you will not need a planner, please consider it! Even with my passion of planning events, I needed her more than I could imagine on my big day! We were surprised how much we actually NEEDED a planner.

There are two large things that I have gathered from my own wedding and for those weddings I have helped out at throughout the years.

First, delegate but delegate selectively! Rely on your bridal party and your family to come through for you, but make sure you are demanding on what you actually WANT. A lot of family remembers have their own ideas and values for what a wedding should be/have, it’s your wedding; do not let anyone (including family) push you into anything that will not make you happy.

Second, it’s all about the details. You can have a beautiful venue and you can have a perfect dress; but it is all about the tiny details that make your wedding special. Things like a special cake topper and guest favors make ALL the difference when it comes to making your day special. These small details do not have to be expensive (you know how much I love the Dollar Tree), but they have to be personal for you and your spouse.

Smaller things that no one ever tells you that will change your day

Pack spare clothes in your “getaway car” do not let anyone move them

Pack valet money in your “getaway bag” you do not want to have to park in a parking garage at a hotel and have to carry your dress and your belongings five miles to the lobby. You are tired and you deserve it

Go to David’s Bridal and get your dress there. You will get your dream dress for cheap, along with a PACKAGE OF COUPONS for discounted tux rentals and spa treatments for your ladies

Do not spend money on a nice wedding band for your husband, you will eventually have to get it replaced….several times

Use a poster board and sticky notes to map out your reception guest seating (they are easier to move around)

On your wedding night (after parking in valet) go into the hotel lobby in your dress – you will immediately be upgraded to a fancy room with free drinks

Brides listen. You will miss out on your guests arriving and your bridal party walking down the aisle. You are going to want to have someone film this for you

Drive to the Courthouse 60 days before your wedding to pick up your license and take the pre-marriage consoling; it will save you $30

Make sure you officiant fills out the form correctly or you will have to get it re-signed. You can send this in the mail, instead of having to worry about dropping it off on your Honeymoon

Do not screw around with your birth control. Let it do what it needs to do. Do not change your routine weeks before and have your period on your wedding night!

Take two honeymoons. You and your hubby are two different people; plan a week for each of you. (We stayed in a cabin and hiked for my honeymoon; we went on a beach cruise for his). You are exhausted from all of the festivties, you DESRVE to take some time off.

Use VISTA PRINT for everything wedding related. Wedding invites, announcements, thank you cards, even the hashtag stickers. Having everything printed through them was cheaper, they shipped everything right to my door.

I know this is all over whelming. Trust me though, keep this list!

Remember though, it’s your day. It’s all about you and your spouse. Spend the day with each other and enjoy every single moment! I would love to hear about your wedding below!!

Weddings are stressful, beautiful, WONDERFUL and a whole LOT of work. The Overall Wedding Planning Process I am a planner. Obviously if you have read any of my other articles, I LIVE to plan.

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Make Your very own Amazing Fancy Nancy Gown Up Trunk

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coolcancunyachts · 4 years ago

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Examining Nature in Mexico is an Unforgettable Adventure

After spending many vacations in Cancun, Mexico, I decided to take the plunge and move there to study the beautiful nature I'd admired in my previous trips. Having lived many years in the comfort and safety of American suburbia, it was time for some adventure. After learning Spanish, I went to the Yucatan and rented a home in suburban Playa del Carmen, and hired myself a maid. Then, with help from hired guides and friends, I visited a variety of remote places in the Mexican jungles. It was an unforgettable experience to see a variety of animals in their natural habitats.

The ever-growing city of Playa del Carmen is an hour south of Cancun and easily accessed by public buses. Both cities are on the Caribbean Sea, where coral reefs abound up and down the coastline. The beauty of pure white, limestone sand, and richly colored, turquoise water of the ocean drew me down there. Being a nature artist, I was fascinated by the plants and animals of the region. Armed with my cameras, drawing paper, and pens, I got to work drawing and photographing bugs, birds, plants, and anything else exotic. Soon, my artwork landed me a job as the main illustrator for a large nature park called Xcaret.

Whenever I had a drawing to deliver to my employer, I would board the employee bus for Xcaret, and then walk down a long, back jungle path next to the park to the office. These walks fascinated me, the path was directly next to fenced enclosures for their zoo and aviary. Flamingoes, spider monkeys, and a harpy eagle were animals I could see the best from the path. One time I made the mistake of giving one of the monkeys a cookie, only to see the other monkeys chase after him to steal it, trying to beat him up! I quickly got out a couple more cookies and gave the rest to them, to avoid the original monkey from getting hurt. They all sat there munching peacefully as I snuck off, hoping nobody saw.

In Mexico, you will see iguanas in nature frequently. As I walked down the nature path on my way to work, there was a rustling in the big tree near me. I looked up only to see a large, 6-foot green iguana male with bright orange fringe on his back, in the canopy of the tree. He looked down at me. I remember people telling me that iguanas are good eating, taste like chicken, and that they are called "chicken of the tree". I never found out if that was true or not, but then, I wasn't about to go eating iguanas. Nope, I'm not that adventurous in my dining choices. Black iguanas can be seen usually sitting one per rock pile. Everywhere there were rocks, were male iguanas sunning themselves. Interesting creatures. In Chankanaab Park (on the island of Cozumel) there is a huge iguana that walks around public areas, oblivious to the humans that walk past it. It will bite if petted, the park employee told me. So, I took photos of it and kept my distance.

Another lizard that was interesting and plentiful, was Basiliscus Basiliscus, the basilisk. There are a few varieties of basilisk to be found in Mexico. It can run on water if it gets scared enough, and I witnessed it after scaring one unintentionally. Later, I found a smaller one and drew it for my job, they have intense eyes, looking very serious. When I was finished drawing him, he ran upright into the jungle, glad to be free of the big, scary human with whom he'd spent a few hours with.

The jungles of Mexico are fascinating, but I would never recommend walking off your path into one. First off, the foliage is very dense. Second, there are critters in there that can hurt you if provoked, namely scorpions, snakes, and spiders. Look, but don't touch. I have seen all of these, and have paid people to remove them from my home. Scorpions will come after you if they are agitated. Back away quickly, wherever they cannot follow. The lighter-colored ones, I was told, are more dangerous than the black ones. There are tarantulas in Mexico, and they are big but not aggressive thank goodness. I had a red-kneed tarantula taken away from the front of my door once. My maid used to throw out other spiders she found inside, and laugh when I would be freaked out by them. "This? It's harmless!" she'd tell me. Yuck. I took her word for it.

As for snakes, there are a few that are reason enough not to go walking alone in the jungle. First, there are huge boa constrictors. My ex-husband was called by the ladies next door, to remove a 6-foot boa out of their rental flat. They said it just slithered into the open back door. Lesson learned, never leave an open door to your house if you live close to the jungle. Then, there is a crimson-colored snake the locals called Coralio. I don't know its scientific name, but it was beautiful but deadly. A man who lived near me had a whole apartment full of snakes, and he showed them to me up close. Snakes are interesting but it pays to watch where you step since my ex and I nearly stepped on one during an evening walk. There are other snakes to watch out for, but these are the kinds that we saw. All snakes will mind their own business if unprovoked, it seems, trouble seems to be when humans aren't paying attention and step on one by mistake. So, it pays to watch where you walk.

Then there were the amazing birds. With a gorgeous variety of colors, shapes, and sizes, birds in Mexico are exotic and fascinating. My favorites were the toco toucan, motmot, curassows, Yucatan jay, cinnamon-colored cuckoo, and pileated woodpecker, and violaceous trogon (a relative of the resplendent quetzal). They had a knack for showing themselves whenever I didn't have my camera with me. I did draw and take notes of what I saw, then look them up later. There was a bird that was so colorful that locals called it, "siete colores" (seven colors). After looking it up, I identified it as a painted bunting. Another bird locals call "echo Amarillo"(yellow breast), otherwise known as the great kiskadee, used to sit outside my window and yell, "Eeee, Eeee!" at the top of his lungs. We used to call back at him, and he'd answer. Very funny bird.

In Playa del Carmen, there is an outdoor aviary, built into the jungle, in the Playacar section. I went in there and walked around, to see the different birds that usually are hidden by the jungle. One bird took a fancy to me, barred curassow who followed me everywhere. She was my feathered tour guide and posed for photos freely. I finally got to see a chachalaca up close, a relative to a turkey, that is shy, loud (its call sounds like a rusty meat grinder), and travels in groups. Also, there were red ibis, more flamingos, egrets, and much more. The aviary is a must-see if you visit Playacar.

Another interesting natural sector in the Yucatan was all the bugs. Insects of every kind, in great quantities. I could've done without all the mosquitoes, though, thank goodness for bug repellent. My favorites were the butterflies. Sometimes when driving down remote roads, we came across undulating masses of various butterflies colored yellow, white, or black. Monarch butterflies also migrate in large groups down to Mexico, I saw them once, too. The most beautiful butterfly I came across in the wild, in my opinion, was the morpho butterfly. It has large iridescent blue wings, wasn't as common as other butterflies, and preferred the privacy of non-populated areas like fields and jungles. There was another butterfly that was big, brown and with its wings closed, was the size of a large dinner plate. It was called an owl butterfly and flew slowly. I got really close to him and he seemed unafraid. He had patterns on his wings that were like numbers. Fascinating.

Beetles. Ahh, beetles..not very graceful, and apparently not all that bright, but endearing with their less than graceful antics. There were golden scarab beetles that used to fly into my window as I was working, frequently. They usually landed on their backs with their feet flailing helplessly in the air. Eventually, the situation would rely on me turning them right-side-up, some would then fly off, others would somehow end up on their backs again. It was odd, but I took the opportunity to draw these metallically colored insects, who looked as if they were gilded in brushed gold.

Sea creatures and fish are plentiful in the Caribbean Sea. Though the reefs are endangered and show signs of damage, they are still beautiful. Every day, I'd snorkel in the low-traffic area near my home. It was serene to get to the beach early in the morning, pick up a few shells that washed up on shore, then make my spot on the beach. I'd snorkel until my body got cold, every day. There weren't many large predators in the areas I swam in, due to the broken walls that run up and down the coast, separating the shores from the deeper, ocean water. Once in a while, a barracuda would find its way into the reef area, my, what big teeth they have. Out there, you can see dolphins playing in the waves made by large yachts or ferries. Bottle-nosed dolphins are very social creatures and seem unafraid of humans. Some of the most memorable smaller fish and creatures I saw were brittle starfish (they live under rocks and will climb off your hand quickly if you try to hold one), octopus, conch, sea turtles, moray eels, blue tangs, and of course, those feisty damselfish. Though I haven't gotten my scuba license, I went on a few professional scuba tours where the water was so shallow, snorkeling was possible. Tours are great for finding gorgeous coral gardens that aren't visible to everyone else. The prettiest ones I saw were near the town of Puerto Morelos.

Other places I liked to explore were the Cenotes Azul, and Dos Ojos. Cenotes are brackish water natural bodies of water that the Mayan Indians used to build their villages around. Now, they sit in the jungle and tourists enter them to go cave diving. Underneath the Yucatan is an elaborate network of caves that attract cave-divers from all over the world. Not me, I preferred just swimming in the crystal clear water in the mouth of the cenotes and observing the fish I saw. One of the cenotes had fish that I'd seen in pet stores back in the US, swimming there naturally. Jack Dempsey fish and green sailfin mollies, along with a kind of livebearer fish I didn't recognize. They were very colorful, and the Dempseys, being combative cichlids who like to pick on one another, had tattered fins. But, all the fish were very healthy. What a wonder it is to swim among them in their natural habitat. The nature around cenotes is interesting, too. I saw a basilisk run across the water when I swam too close to him, and a duck that would dive for fish and stay underwater for a long time. Nature abounds in and around cenotes.

The nature of Mexico is plentiful and beautiful in all its forms. The tropical, hot climate brings out flora and fauna, unlike anything I've ever seen in my home state of Ohio, or even in my current state of Florida. Living among the lush jungles, hearing jungle frogs sing at night, and spending time with my wonderful Mexican co-workers, guides and friends changed my life. By being respectful of nature (look, don't touch) and watching where you walk, you will see clouds of butterflies, brilliantly colored birds, and animals like coatimundis, agoutis, and others normally only seen in zoos. My employer promoted the preservation of Mexico's wildlife, and it was my honor to do artwork of all things natural for them. I miss walking the jungle path to their office weekly and seeing the zoo animals, as well as the wild ones in the trees. If you love nature, make sure to visit Mexico and go on tours to see the beauty of the wild, but with professionals who know where to take you. It will be an experience you will appreciate and remember forever.

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