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varpusvaras · 11 months ago

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They are both breathing hard when they finally get back to the Senate.

Fox leads her through a smaller door, one that Leia, even with all her time spent in the Senate Dome has never even seen before, and pushes her into an elevator that currently has only three maintenance droids in it. They all beep at them, but quiet down when Fox shushes them. He takes the coat from Leia, while Leia starts to comb her hair open. They need to work fast, so Leia unceremoniously puts a part of her hair in her mouth, while she starts braiding another part of it.

Fox watches for a moment, before he reaches for her head.

"Same part from this side too?" He asks. Leia raises her brows at him through their reflections on the elevator's shining wall, but nods. Fox pulls his gloves off, and takes a part of her hair into his fingers, and starts to braid with surprising speed and skill, managing to match the tightness of the braid to hers closely enough when in the moving elevator. He holds the braid in place until Leia gets to tie it up, and pulls both the braids behind her head as she starts to braid the last braid on the front.

"You seem to know what you're doing", she comments, as her mouth is now free from hair.

"I braid Thorn's hair a lot", Fox answers. "And I've seen this same hairdo on your mother. The last one goes through the middle, right?"

Leia swallows, but gathers herself quickly.

"Yes", she answers, and throws the last braid over her head as well. He pulls it through and tightens it up. He's much gentler than Leia's or Mama's ladies-in-waiting, who would pull the braid so tight that Leia could feel the pull in her teeth. "Mother used to wear this when she was younger."

It was one of the braids that were easy to do, even for someone who wasn't too experienced in tying up the Royal ladie's hair, so it was many times chosen when there was, for some reason, not too much time for doing the hair to any of the more complicated upstyles. Mother had liked it when Leia had been small, especially on the days she had had more time to spend time with just Leia and father. Leia had learned to do it pretty young as well, so she could match up with mother on their days out.

Something turns and tightens inside her chest for the thought that Fox had spent enough time just looking at her mother, and paying attention to every little detail, that he knows how to do the braid without instructions. It's bittersweet, because it also makes her feel warm amidst all the turmoil. He has paid enough attention to her mother to know how to braid hair.

Fox backs away a bit, and hums.

"Looks neat enough", he says, and starts to pull his gloves back on. "Deep breaths. We're there in just a moment."

Leia has just enough time to touch her hair and turn around, when the elevator stops and beeps, and the doors open. Fox holds the coat for one of the droids.

"Put this into trash", he tells it. The droid beeps, opens its compartment and stuffs the coat in, and then wheels out after the two other droids. Fox steps out first and glances around, and then waves for Leia to follow.

"I'm going to take the maintenance door, and go up to the next floor", he tells her as they walk down the corridor. "Go straight from here, and take the elevator on the right side of the hall. I'll be there."

Leia nods. She brushes her fingers against his, and he curls his fingers around them briefly before they part ways.

Leia holds her head high and walks without looking around, to the end of the corridor and through the next door, and she crosses the hall on the other side without anyone stopping to even look at her. She steps into the elevator, and puts herself into the corner in the back, behind a few other Senators and aides. She recognises a couple of them. It's strange, every time, to see people she has known all her life, but who now have no idea who she is.

The doors start to beep, but before they can close, Padmé Amidala steps in, and behind her is Anakin Skywalker.

Leia's heart slams to a stop, before she can control herself.

Deep breaths, Fox had just said to her. Deep breaths.

She breathes, and stares at the spot on the wall, trying to keep any unsavory thoughts out of her head. She had done it before, while being in the same room with him, while he was watching her cry in pain he was inflicting upon her.

He is just standing there now, not looking at her. She is safe. She is safe.

The elevator starts to move. Leia breathes in, and thinks about anything else than her birth parents standing right there in front of her.

#fox my man you are a goner you know?#also leia is trying so hard not to just stab anakin in the kidneys lmao #sw #tcw #Star Writing #snippets #Leia Time Travel AU #Leia Organa #Commander Fox #my writing #bail/breha/fox

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achaotichuman · 1 year ago

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Marry Me

Tamlin Week Day Five (yes I know it is day 6, I didn't get time to upload yesterday) Today I decided to, you guessed it, write some Tamcien.

The prompt I am using is masquerade. Tamlin has been wanting to marry Lucien for two years now, and finally he is putting his plan into action.

Let's hope all goes smoothly for him.

You can read on Ao3 or below the cut!

Pen tucked behind golden curls. Tamlin read over the poem he had spent hours agonising over once again.

Furrowing his brow, read it over another time, which quickly turned into a third, then a fourth, followed by a fifth. Not the longest poem he had ever written, but certainly not the shortest. A page of a babbling love confession, full of smooth compliments and hidden meanings about their time together. What it did to his heart. How it solely belonged to the person he was writing this for.

“Okay.” Tamlin took a deep breath, finally happy with the result of his labour, he folded up and tucked the poem in a hidden pocket in his jacket, where the box of emerald velvet lay.

What was harder than writing the poem, was finding the ring to go along with it. How does one shop for jewellery for the male that has ever accessory the world’s richest could ask for? It is incredibly difficult. And the decision took two years.

Two years since Tamlin ultimately decided he was going to marry Lucien Vanserra. Two years and he was finally ready.

At the first light that morning. When Lucien and Tamlin were tangled in a mess of limbs, sheets and… other things, Tamlin had looked up at the male as he opened his sleepy eyes. Scarlet hair frizzy, a piece stuck in his mouth, a sliver of drool dried on the corner of his mouth, and a bleary face. Tamlin had never felt more in love. He had tucked a lock of hair behind Lucien’s ear and kissed his head. Lucien had responded by tucking his face into Tamlin’s shoulder, strong arms around the High lord’s waist, pulling him in closer.

Ever the dare-devil, that Lucien Vanserra had grinding up against him and in a second they were consumed with lazy love-making as the sun rose up behind them.

In that sweet, slow moment. Tamlin knew it was finally the day. Even though he had already been planning this exact moment, on this exact day for months. He knew it was perfect, he had picked well.

When they had finally dragged themselves from the comfort of their bed and the warmth of the other. Tamlin had dragged Andras into distracting Lucien for the day. Getting them to go off on a hunting ride and conveniently ‘get lost’.

Bron and Hart, along with Alis and her gally of servants and maids were joining Tamlin in setting everything up.

Ten hours of work later and Tamlin was oh so pleased with the result.

Everyone was exhausted, but no tiredness could outweigh the excitement quivering in everyone. Tamlin stared at what they had all managed to create. A party unlike any other. A massive ball being thrown, a masquerade no less. Everyone from the Lords and Ladies to the field workers were dressed to the nines in their finery tonight. The Spring Court Manor had been transformed for the night into a wonderworld. Full of dim candle light. Soft, lovingly haunting music filling the air with sweet notes. The smell of roasts, berries and chocolate wafted through the air, mixing with the perfumes of hundreds of ladies in gowns, flowers riding up the sides of their skirts.

It was… not a traditional celebration of Spring. Any kind of traditional party often involved a lot of barefootedness and losing your skirts in a tree with a ravenous partner. Or dancing like you were fighting in a quick upbeat celebration while the bonfires roared, and people drank and danced.

Whilst Tamlin preferred the more down and dirty parties, Lucien liked this. This more upstyle, classy celebration. It was what he came from, and what he always savoured and enjoyed.

So Tamlin would give it to him. Tamlin would give anything to him.

“Ready?” Alis asked. Adjusting her own golden mask. Tamlin swallowed hard as he fixed up his green and gold waistcoat. Adjusting the golden drop piercings in his ears, and fixing up his coat.

“Yes. Where is Andras and Lucien?”

“Andras just convinced Lucien to winnow directly into their rooms.” Bron giggled as he ran up to join them. Hart quick on his talk, both shaking with their poorly contained laughs. The two troublemakers hardly being able to keep their glee to themselves.

Alis rolled her eyes and quickly snapped at the two, “Well get into place. Announce to everyone to quiet down and dim the lights.”

They scurried off to do as told and Tamlin and Alis quickly headed for Lucien’s room. Tamlin shoving his mask into his pocket so as to not give Lucien a jump scare when he saw him.

Standing at the outside of their shared quarters, Tamlin gave Alis a sickened worried look. Before he could so much as ask about backing out, Alis smacked the back of his head.

“You. Will. Be. Fine.” Alis hushed his thoughts.

“I know but-” She smacked his head again.

“Tamlin Kali Fairburn, stop backing out and get your man.” She told him. Before promptly knocking on the door for him and running back off to make sure everything was properly down. He nearly shouted after her for leaving him alone but before he could, Lucien opened the door, stood clad in only soft grey sleep pants.

“Tamlin why are you knoc-” Lucien cut himself off as he looked Tamlin up and down, observing the fine clothes he wore.

“Hello, handsome.” Lucien purred, a smirk slipping over his face, “Are we off to somewhere tonight?”

“We are actually.” Tamlin said, waves of nervousness coursing through him, it was a wonder his knees didn’t give out and he collapsed on the floor.

Lucien cocked his head, “Oh? Where too then?”

“Out.” Tamlin answered with, “Somewhere nice.”

“A surprise then?” Lucien lifted a perfect red eyebrow as he crossed his arms, “No hints?”

“None at all.” Tamlin said, a smile starting to slip onto his own face. Lucien was just easy like that, so easy to talk to, so easy to be around. All over again, he was falling in love all over again.

“One.” Lucien said, stepping forward and putting his hands on Tamlin’s chest, feeling up and up until those slender arms wrapped around his neck, “One hint.”

“It’s closer than you think.” Tamlin decided to say. Before putting both hands on Lucien’s waist, and leading him back into their room, “Now change my love.”

Lucien seemed to consider trying his luck at coercing Tamlin into telling him, but ultimately gave in and turned back towards their closet.

Tamlin sat back on the edge of their bed, waiting for Lucien to dress. As anxiety still welled in his chest, so did something else. Excitement, pure excitement. God if, no when, he would only say when, when Lucien said yes, a new chapter began.

First the wedding which everyone would want to be involved with, that would take a lot longer than the engagement would. At least a decade before they finished tying to knot, but who was counting the years? They were immortal, they had forever.

But after the wedding, what then? Obviously what they did now, and ruling their court as usual. Maybe one day a baby or two. Gods, what would they look like? A baby girl, or a baby boy, or maybe both, or just two of one. Who knew, Tamlin honestly didn’t care whether they were a boy or a girl, he would love them all the same. Maybe they would look like Lucien with his flowing crimson hair, darkened skin and flaming amber eyes. Or they would look like Tamlin, or a mix. Oh, a baby girl with scarlet curls and green eyes. Or a baby boy with golden hair and glowing amber eyes.

“Tam?” Tamlin nearly startled as he looked up to see the light of his life standing dressed before him. In a suit of green and white. He picked out an outfit that complimented Tamlin’s perfectly.

Tamlin smiled as he stood, walking over, he cupped Lucien’s beautiful face. Before kissing him oh so gently, “You’re beautiful.”

“I know.” Lucien smiled, “So are you.”

Tamlin grinned back, before his eyes quickly lit up and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a gilded mask, in the shape of a fox’s face. He took Lucien’s hands and pressed the mask to him.

“A mask?” Lucien questioned, scrunching up his nose.

“Indeed.” Tamlin confirmed as he pulled out his own golden mask and set it on his face. Lucien watched him warily but did as told and put on the mask, taking a few seconds to adjust it before smiling up at Tamlin.

“Ready?” Tamlin asked, offering his arm which Lucien quickly took.

“Of course, now show me what you’re hiding.” The fox demanded, Tamlin laughed as together they left the room and headed down the hall.

Lucien kept trying to guess as they walked and Tamlin kept saying no.

“The new restaurant is having some masquerade event?”

“Nope.” That place was actually under renovations at the moment.

“We’re going to the Summer Court for a celebration?”

“No.” As if Norstrus would ever even consider a masquerade.

Lucien sighed, exhausting his options. A he tried to think of more, Tamlin led him down the labyrinth of stairs, before eventually standing before the closed doors of the ballroom. Lucien stared at him confused, tilting his head as he asked, “What are we doing here?”

Tamlin squeezed his hand, face burning, blood pumping, heartbeat pounding in his ears, as he whispered, “Surprise.”

Throwing the door open, the room erupted into cheers and applause. The music immediately turning back on and dancing beginning once again as if the sudden welcoming of Lucien into the party never happened.

Lucie stared mouth agape at the scene practically cut from a book was beheld before him. He slowly looked over to Tamlin who was smiling sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck.

“You did all this?” Lucien asked incredulously.

“With some help.” Tamlin glanced over at Alis who was chaperoning Bron and Hart as they grabbed each other’s arms and swung themselves around and around in circles.

“And you got Andras to distract me.” Lucien crossed his arms as he accused.

As if summoned by his name alone, the wolf prowled up behind Lucien. Suddenly jumping out behind, causing Lucien to flinch slightly. Andras gave a grin to both of them, to which Lucien pushed his finger into the older male’s chest, “You got us lost on purpose.”

Andras just held up his rough hands, “I was given orders and I fulfilled them.”

Tamlin shrugged, as Lucien turned his fake furious eyes on him, “Oh so that was an order?”

“I said keep you out until nightfall by whatever means necessary, he’s the one that suggested getting lost in the woods.”

“It worked, did it not?” The brown-haired male leaned back on his heels, shoving his hands into his pockets. Lucien rolled his eyes and Tamlin had to hide his laugh behind his palm.

“Go make doe-eyes at Alis, Andras, your work is done.” Tamlin clasped his shoulder, the older chuckled briefly.

“Planning on it.” As he said the words he cast his eyes in the direction of where Alis was playing babysitter for the chaos twins who were getting dangerously close to a table of breakables.

Andras told them to enjoy their evening before striding off to join Alis, and distract her from her work.

“How long has that male been courting her?” Lucien asked as he watched Alis’ eyes light up as Andras neared.

“Five hundred and fifty years.” Tamlin murmured, Lucien whistled low.

It was no rare occurrence for a courtship, especially one not between mates, to last for centuries, the longest of history lasting millenia. Being Fae had it’s perks, living forever, basking in immortality and lacking the fear of death that mortals were instilled with led for people taking their sweet time in everything.

Tamlin however, could not imagine waiting that long to finally put the ring burning in his pocket on Lucien’s finger. They had been courting for two hundred years, since Lucien came to Spring. A shorter courtship than Andras and Alis’, but not the shortest for a Faery.

As the music in the air swirled and the people began to dance a heartbeat quicker, Tamlin looked over at Lucien. All beauty and dashing, charming face with sweet eyes, a soft flicker in that burning amber. His gaze sweeping over the work that had been made up for him.

Tamlin cleared his throat and Lucien looked back at him. Holding out his hand, the High lord asked, “My Lord, may I have this dance?”

Slowly, the softest smile that the male could have ever bestowed to him appeared on Lucien’s face. He took his hand gracefully, murmuring, “You may.”

With what he was sure was the same smile echoed on his own features, Tamlin swept Lucien onto the dancefloor. And all of a sudden, it was just them in the world. Just Tamlin with his hands on Lucien’s waist, and in his hand. Lucien with his smile and body pressed against his. Tamlin and Lucien moving like fluid through the room to the heartbeat of the music, falling into sync with each other as they faded away from the rest of the world. Becoming a bubble of their own.

Then the music began to slow, cutting them from the small world they had floated off too. Slowly the music came to an end, looking around they had found the centre of the ball. Standing in a circle made by the hundreds of people present. Tamlin held both of Lucien’s hands in his, as the red headed male looked around, confused as to why the music stopped and everyone was watching them.

He furrowed his brow, and Tamlin finally took out the poem he had spent so long making sure was utterly perfect. Pulling it from his jacket pocket he felt his face burn from the people staring. But he forced himself to untangle his hands from Luciens as he unfolded the crisp white paper.

“Lucien Vanserra-” Tamlin started, reading from the top, “You-”

He got no further, as there was the sound of glass shattering echoing through the otherwise silent ballroom.

A series of gasps unfurled as Lucien and Tamlin whipped around to several glass tables knocked over and shattered on the ground. Bron and Hart, their hands bleeding, atop them.

The four stared at each other. Bron and Hart too stupidly shocked to say anything besides stare like gaping dead fish.

“Look out!” A scream echoed, all Tamlin heard was a faint ringing sound before Lucien was jumping atop him to drag him out of the way as the crystal and gold chandelier above crashed to the floor.

Screaming broke out as people rushed from the shards of glass and metal. Lucien was still atop Tamlin, the High lord quickly scooped his lover up in his arms. Lucien wrapped his arms around Tamlin’s neck, breathing a repeated, ‘Thank god, thank god, thank god.’

Still shaking from the adrenaline, Lucien was only happy he had managed to shove Tamlin out of the way in time. Tamlin cradled the male close whilst plotting all the way he was going to torture Bron and Hart for this. By the time he looked back over to where they had been, they were long gone. But Tamlin had no doubts Alis had simply taken them.

His thoughts were confirmed by Andras who ran up to him and said, “Alis had Bron and Hart tied to chairs and ready for a tongue lashing. You and him retire for the night, we’ll handle this.”

Tamlin could only nod as he held Lucien tighter and walked from the chaotic scene that had become the ballroom.

Beginning to head up the stairs towards their quarters, Lucien then threaded his fingers through Tamlin’s hair and whispered, “Let's go somewhere away from here.”

The blond blinked quickly, “Are you sure?”

Lucien gave a sleepy smile, his eyes falling shut as he murmured, “Take me to the meadow.”

Even though every part of his body was screaming in shame from the disaster that just occured. Tamlin smiled at the request, obediently, they were engulfed in a cool breeze. Falling between the pockets of the world, before Tamlin’s feet touched the soft, soft grass of the meadow. Drenched in moonlight. He went down to his knees and laid Lucien out before him.

The red head looked up and smiled, reaching out his hand, he cupped Tamlin’s cheek, “You did so well tonight.”

At once he drew back slightly, eyebrows furrowed in confusion, “What do you mean? Everything was a disaster.”

Lucien shook his head, “No, you surprised me, with a beautiful gift. Gave me a wonderful dance. It was Bron and Hart’s stupidity that led to the abrupt end, and I don’t doubt after what Andras and Alis will say, that they’ll won’t do it again.”

“Those two don’t have two sticks to rub together.” Tamlin said deadpan, Lucien snorted.

“No they don’t, dear.” Shuffling up, Lucien leaned back on his elbows, “So… what was tonight about?”

“Sorry?”

“What was tonight about?” Did Lucien’s eyes always sparkle like that in the moonlight?

Curling inwards a little, Tamlin averted his eyes, not wanting to think about the cut off proposal at all, “Nothing, just… just a gift.”

“It sounded like you had something to say to me.” Lucien said, in that sly tone that told Tamlin he knew more than he was letting on.

“Maybe I did.” Tamlin whispered so quietly.

There was silence, as Tamlin’s heart roared in his ears until there was a faint ringing all around. Suddenly Tamlin felt warm fingers under his chin, guiding him to look up. He gave in and looked at Lucien, really looked at him.

The male’s face was so soft, so sweet, looking so gorgeous in the moonlight. A blush spread over Tamlin’s skin, hot all over, his heart feeling like it might try to fly away. Everytime they ended up like this, just on the brink of closing the distance between their lips. Tamlin got the same butterflies in his stomach that he got when they first kissed. That never changed, never went away.

“Tell me, Tam.” Lucien whispered in the space between them.

It broke, all his resolve, all his care, all his shame and guilt, it all broke.

“I love you.” Tamlin choked out, feeling like he was being strangled by the air around him, “I love you so much, you’re so sweet, and kind and caring. You love me so much, and you tell me everyday. I want to wake up with you next to me every morning. I want your face to be the last I see every night. I want to be by your side everyday. I want to kiss only you everyday. I want to be with you, only you, only ever you everyday. I want to have a wedding with you under the willow tree. I want to spend all my nights with you. I want to have kids with you. I want to grow into a bitter old man with only you.”

Lucien was smiling so wide, tears streaming, dripping down to his neck and soaking his collar. His hands moved to cup Tamlin’s face. Who hadn’t realised his tears were pouring from his eyes.

“Marry me, Lucien.” Tamlin finally said, “Please, will you marry me?”

They were both shaking. Under the soft gaze of the silver above. In the quiet of the meadow. Surrounded by only the wildflowers, the breeze and the owls that swooped in and out of the surrounding forest. They were together, in their bubble, taking their time.

Lucien leaned forward, brushing his lips against Tamlin’s throbbing pulse point. Breathing in the scent. Moving his hands to curl around Tamlin’s own. Moving that hot mouth up to his chin. Leaving a light kiss there, he travelled down again and nipped at his pulse point, kissing again, and again. Starting to map out his neck with his lips.

The intimacy ran deep. Lucien was calming him down, at the same time fire was stoking in his core. The intensity was nearly too much for him. All these emotions. He was drowning in them. He couldn’t be happier about it.

“Of course I will.” Lucien cried into his neck, tear of pure joy rolling down his face. “Yes I will marry you, Tamlin.”

Tamlin felt himself shaking all over. He quickly grabbed Lucien’s face and kissed him hard, unable to contain himself. Lucien wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him down on top of him. They both laughed like children as they rolled in the field of grass and wildflowers.

Suddenly, Tamlin almost thanked Bron and Hart for their disruption. This was what he wanted. Lucien and him, carefree and unbothered. Under the starlit sky in the meadow. In the dirt and down with each other.

“I love you.” Lucien whispered.

“I love you.” Tamlin whispered back.

@tamlinweek

#acotar #pro tamlin #tamlin #acotar headcanons #acotar au #lucien vanserra #pro lucien vanserra #tamcien #tamlinweek2024 #tamlinweek #day 5- prompt: masquerade

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xiaomusmash14 · 6 months ago

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If there was ever a time Sanemi would not be getting sleep, it’d be whenever Mitsuri keeps reacting to anything even remotely associated with Just Dance

Just think: Mitsuri would be into pop music, and from what I learned growing up, Just Dance is literally the gateway to learning all the popular music and some underground gems. Example: I recall Satellite by Lena Meyer-Landrut to be from Eurovision because I vaguely remember Just Dance 3 (I didn’t have it growing up, I skipped to 4) having it, and that was before I even knew what Eurovision was!

Bonus, Toy by Netta is also a Eurovision song, and was, in fact, the 2018 Eurovision winner.

Bonus 2: Oops (Hit ‘Em Upstyle) by Blu Cantrell, an early 2000s song that ended up trending some time ago, is a huge favorite of mine. I got in on the audio trend at one point and I got asked what the name of the song was by a commenter, so I immediately gave them the name of the song without looking it up (that’s how well I know the song)

(Okay, enough about me rambling, I’m getting back on track)

No matter what game in the series, there’s always a good amount of well known songs (for better or worse) that get thrown into the mix, so there will be some rock dwellers out there that know of this franchise. It’s been going on for 15 years now, and so much has changed since 2009. There’s so many songs that got put into the series at this point (and some cut, RIP Mamaoo’s HIP and Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This), SCREW YOU, SELFISH LEAKER THAT CAUSED IT! (● ˃̶͈̀ロ˂̶͈́)੭ꠥ⁾⁾), so there’s gotta be at least one that will catch someone’s eye. It’s only a little less than a year older than My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, which debuted in October 10th, 2010, and we know damn well how much of a culture shock that was!

Even I’m not immune to it, I straight up made about 50 of the Demon Slayer characters into MLP ones (yes, 50, I’m not even joking), and I put down about 200 of them to be done like that. It was my chokehold before Demon Slayer attached itself to me! Hell, my OC is based on MLP G4!

If there’s ever a contest on what franchise got me stuck in it, Just Dance would take the bronze (and silver if KNY and MLP are tying) simply for sticking around and managing to be present in my life since 2009. Even if I don’t have the game, I still look up songs in any installment of the franchise just to listen to it for the heck of it. Hot ‘N Cold, Maps, Mi Gente, Soy Yo, you name it!

(This literally went from talking about how Sanemi is not gonna sleep once Mitsuri gets into Just Dance to me rambling about the impact it had on my life XD)

Mitsuri would, of course, be into the dancing because what else is this woman gonna do, watch the pretty colors? Hell no, her ass is gonna obliterate anyone who challenges her to a game of Just Dance (unless you’re Tengen or Kyojuro because both have enough energy to compete with her for longer than what’s considered normal exhaustion) and will memorize the routines up the wazoo.

“Hey, does anyone wanna play Just Dance-”

“GIMME THE FRICKING CONTROLLER!”

And it’s not just gonna be her dancing to the songs in the game, she’s gonna be belting her heart out too at all hours whenever she’s playing. Tribal Dance? Easy. Love You Like A Love Song? Top 20 on her playlist. Dancing Queen, Waterloo, The Winner Takes It All? ABBA will be a cinch in a Peloponnesian Super Speedy Cider Squeezy Sundae second (do not ask how I came up with that) within an hour!

And don’t even get me started on how she’ll go the whole ‘round of the world on the cosplays of the coaches! Don’t ask her to not get so much up-cycling material because she’ll insist that it won’t be as fun if she doesn’t get into character and wants to be as accurate as possible to them. This will include roping the other Hashira into doing the routines if more than one coach is in it and involves lifting the other person up (like the OG I’ve Had The Time Of My Life, not the Dirty Bit version), and yes, Obanai will comply. It ends up with him getting into the video game series as well at some point because god forbid, Tengen mocks him for being a “buzzkill” and Obanai will want to humiliate the Sound Hashira at his own craft for that slander just because he wants to pop that ego for once. And he’ll proceed to risk breaking his ankles in the process because he only picked the extremes and the super hard routines that require some sort of willpower to not collapse and crash afterwards.

Sanemi will be at his limit with the shenanigans, but does not fancy having the Grim Reaper be 5’3 and have a danger noodle.

#just dance 2025 #just dance #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #mitsuri kanroji #sanemi shinazugawa #kny #just dance game #Just dance ramble #there goes my sanity #There goes my sleep schedule

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stylists-supporting-stylists · 5 months ago

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My Favourite type of upstyle

Credit to @bel_pipsqueekinsaigon

Styled using @evohair & @ghdhair_anz

Coloured with @evopro Hueverse

Tutorial on my Subscription Page.

Angel @biancazara ❤️❤️

#hairup#upstyle#updo#highbun#topknot#looseupdo#messyupstyle#redhair#redhead#bridalhair#bridesmaidhair#bridehair#bridalinspo #stylistssupportingstylists

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syensy-art · 1 year ago

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Its weird looking at OG sketch designs for characters esp. when they look different from recent designs

[ID: The first image is a digital sketch of Re3koning_INC from Hypnospace Outlaw. They have blond-dyed curly hair in a purple upstyle, several ear piercings, black lipstick on their top lip, snake bite piercings, a blue shirt, and a black biker jacket. /end ID]

#hypnospace outlaw #re3koning_inc #art #digital art #art folder

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jacky93sims · 2 years ago

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Halloo ilenia

Could you pls do convertion from these accecories (hair bow and simple satin headband) ? Thank you so much and hv a nice day

https://emilyccfinds.tumblr.com/post/645719065338462208/eunosims-sims4-cc-upstyle-hair-bow-simple-satin

I don't want to convert this kind of hair accessories because you can't adjust them for every hairstyle (as in the sims 4), so for me it would be pointless

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confessionsofarefashionista · 2 months ago

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nyasialiveshere · 10 days ago

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It's time already align already

So funny that I was right even though I never know for sure but I do because I'm awesome and a great guesser like always. Very intuitive.

So I was mostly correct not only did he go for an island beyonce baby boy type theme for adult swim he also used a girl that looks very similar to fkj twigs he still has her album on his shelf that's the only album in his entire house he keeps visible almost every single time he does a live in his office.

Like he never does that for anything else, except legos.

So yeah not surprised her mary magdelene album really affected him in a super deep way.

Now I remember when I ranted and said he needs to leave that lame music alone and just do afrobeats girl we got it

Like let's go finally.

It was making me so eep seeing the lame 2003 hip hop and off white pop songs like no, just no. Domino is a disgrace to music and I'll never support it. His goms are soo lame even the blk ones they have no taste they just accept whatever he does cause they are desperate and super duper thirsty. He gets ideas from movies and other people's music videos.

Like I been knew this would be afrobeats no 1 he was obsessed with black is king, 2 it's whats hot rn and sm approves of things that are already popular and 3 he's bla-jacent of course he'd go for what's easiest.

Anyway. So now before the album I want to list all that I think that should happen because I'm certain it's not done yet so things are still malleable

So firstly they should have a black cast in the music video and latino and southeast asian. Honestly it's time for him to have a diverse theme for once, like it just needs to happen like firstly he's doing afrobeats and any lack of authenticity will not be well received secondly the adult swim was great like it could be a whole drama

I love old film styles like this. I know it's to much to ask but imagine a lifetime esque movie from his childhood to adulthood to pair with this album like that would be perfect.

Okay they need to have a companion drama inside the music video

I'm thinking a one to 2 minute talking scene with whatever girl or guy or whatever he is talking to in the video, doesn't have to be female just we need a cast and something real. Almost like a skit so that we know the music video is about something more than just selling records it needs to tell a story.

Thriller was 10 minutes and it changed music videos and pop music. He needs to do something like that. Or even better like a mini web drama to pair with the album I'm hoping they do that or hey even a web comic. Like just something to continue the story so we can have some variety.

Like some behind the scenes for adult swim, maybe a few talking scenes and learning the situation and culture.

I also think he should pair this comeback with a movie or a drama.

So for the music video I'm hoping it's extremely diverse both in style dress, cast and theme. I think we can take everything a step farther he's obsessed with beyonce so clearly he's going for the alien superstar thing which is fine but I think he should branch out and go the extra mile. A real duet, or even like a interpretive dance something different.

Also they can have a unique or original setting like maybe an abandoned mall, or a dessert storm, or a mexican corner for a street dance scene. Just something new fresh and hot, no more cold dead boring techno oriental nonsense. It worked in 2020 when standards were deceased for art but now he needs light in his work real light not just green screens.

We need at least 4 to 5 afrobeats

the rest can be like journals type songs it doesn't have to be heavy it can be light rnb. But no more white boy pop he just can't carry that properly.

so examples

girl like I want DIVERSITEA

THE SM BOTS CAN TAKE THESE CONCEPTS TO USE FOR THE ALBUM i'LL ALLOW IT

Like I'm getting scenic, tropical beach, like 1960s film roll

and for him I mean for outfits I think if you're doing afrobeats it's either 1950s upstyle or....alternative tribal wear

ahh imagine an opening shot like this

I know it's supposed to be techno according to the photos but..I don't want that and he already wore an outfit very similar to beyonce's shimmy shimmy outfit so I'm just gonna shoot for the stars

sheer top

heck just do extensions Idk

maybe I'm wanting too much to recreate my favorite old jungle book film but idc I hope it's something like that

ooh and it's time he should get a wavy perm look

this hair is SOO good I think this would perfectly balance out his features

and hmm

also this type of album cover

also

or what about a baby pic like zyn or ama

idk I just want a mini film, maybe some aquatic ape theory idk, just something very diverse and interesting.

also since its multiverse they can add in art to the photos

also the futuristic heavenly thing is becoming more common

but really I would love a comic or webtoon to go with the album

also in ahs and supernatural they had cgi wings

maybe try that so they are more lifelike the clip ons are a bit iffy

they can also be artistic and put gold paint on

It's been years I want high high high art

the literal highest, I don't want to be disappointed.

but also ghetto and ratchet, like all at the same time. I just hope it can encompass all these things.

man my mind.

This is a bit wild but like........the previous albums I didn't put much out there but what I did put out happened so maybe just go insane and shoot for the stars and land on the moon. A feature would be nice to, like maybe someone like ama lou or another low key but respectable indie artist it would bring it up a notch and make it so different from what other artist in his field do, it's the type of thing that gets attention from outside traditional fandom circles.

#Album ideas #I want at least 75 to 85 percent of this #no 100 #but realistically ofc maybe a bit less #kji4 #jongin #wongin #zongin

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lonelypond · 20 days ago

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Ghosting Christmas Present, Ch. 11: Another Confession, Continuing Confusion

NicoMaki, Love Live, 2.2K, 11/?

Summary: Nico goes shopping, Nozomi continues curious, and Eli sits Maki down for a talk.

Another Confession, Continuing Confusion

Nico entered the shop. The Gold Hatpin, woman owned, queer friendly, antique and vintage jewelry, a quaint little shop within a shop. Classy. Shiny and new and using resources best left to the land would not impress the woman currently only known as Diamond Princess, Nico knew that. But handpicked, vintage, estate jewelry might. There had been rings and bangles and bracelets on the hands, fingers, and forearms that had gripped the microphone and strummed so urgently. Rings and bangles and bracelets that had later caught in Nico's hair and scraped cold against Nico's skin, when the Diamond Princess had been so hot and fevered against her.

"Hi!" A welcoming smile from the woman behind the counter. "Good morning. Can I help you with something."

"Nico is doing Christmas shopping for a very pretty, very important person."

"Do you have a price range?"

"No. Nico wants something punk and pretty, diamonds would be a bonus." Nico giggled, "Picture a punk princess, but upstyled vintage fashion and royal jewels instead of torn jeans and safety pins."

"I see. We don't have any barbed wire and gemstone tiaras in the store right now but," her voice warm and friendly, the woman drew Nico's attention to a counter, where she pulled out a tray of rings, "we do have lots of very well cut art deco diamond rings. Some very good values."

Nico hissed, "Too early for a ring. Nico wants to start with a merry Christmas stocking stuffer and move up from there."

An understated, understanding nod.

"We have some lovely Victorian Pietra Dura Brooches."

"Pietra Dura?"

The woman placed a tray of black mosaic brooches in front of Nico. "A Florentine mosaic technique. Silver and Gold frames and the flowers are inlaid with carved hard gemstones in Belgian marble."

A trio of delicate flowers floated in a line across a black background. Exquisite. Something Nico could see her mother wearing it on a winter coat, not Diamond Princess.

"Pretty. Not her style though. My mama would like it." Smiling, Nico waved an arm, "Something for the wrist, a bangle or bracelet. I've seen her wear those."

Oval linked bright green stones, set in gold were the next option. "This is a rare Victorian malachite bracelet.

"Not the right color. Maybe amethyst. Or something diamond."

"This is a 10 carat gold bangle with amethyst." A flower was carved into a large central amethyst, swirls of gold embracing it.

"Nico can afford more than 10 karats."

Next was a wide bangle with an open two toned heart design. "This is 20 carat. New in stock from an estate sale." The saleswoman handed it to Nico, "Has a very modern feel. And a romantic flair."

Nico nodded. A good option. She imagined herself sliding it onto Maki's wrist. But the open hearts were too uncommitted for Nico. Nico caught some sparkles in a band of black and crouched down, pointing.

"Show Nico that."

"Of course. Excellent choice."

Thin, edged gold rim surrounding black with multiple florets each with 6 diamonds set around a central diamond.

"Black enamel and diamond bangle. Antique. Holds its value well. It would look quite striking."

Nico could see it, sparkling under stage lights, a reminder of Nico, drawing attention to the artistry that Diamond Princess put into each chord, each musical moment. Or maybe Diamond Princess would wear it offstage, long fingers twisting it around her wrist, smiling at the memory of Nico. Smiling at in person Nico would be better, so much better. If the promise of a present could land Nico another in person meeting, that would be gift enough for Nico.

###

Maki slid the stool back from her drum kit, finally happy with the base rhythm she'd laid down. The song was nearly finished. She needed to shake her head clear and recharge her patience before she could sit down and smooth the tiny, jarring, cracks that prevented a perfect merger of tracks. Fortunately, later, she had plans, a distraction, tickets to Ruth Page's The Nutcracker at 5 p.m., meeting Eli for their annual tradition.

Speaking of Eli, she should confirm.

M: Still on for The Nutcracker?

A delay.

E: Is that today?

M: Yes.

E: I made dinner plans for later but yes, Nutcracker. Something to look forward to while I sit here waiting for a doctor.

M: Are you all right?

E: Just some testing. Nothing major. Don't worry. Let's meet for coffee before.

M: Okay. Going to take a quick nap and shower, then head to Chicago.

E: Drive carefully. I'll see you later. Java and Mug? 3:30ish?

M: d(-_^)

Now for some sleep. Yawn and stretch and maybe find a jazz lullaby.

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Nz: Are you still stomping around, Nico-chi?

N: No.

Nz: Want to have lunch.

N: No.

Nz: Find a good Christmas present?

N: None of your business, Nozy.

Nz: I cast my cards for you, Nico-chi, because I love you so. And I worry. The Lovers. And the 7 of Swords, again. You need the truth, Nico. Hiding it doesn't help you at all.

Long pause.

N: You don't know what you're talking about.

Nz: The cards do/ And to get where you deserve, you need to confront the reality.

Nz: So who did you meet at the Diamond Princess concert??

N: you hacked me

Nz: I'm a good guesser.

N: YOu hacked me.

Nz: 乁[ᓀ˵▾˵ᓂ]ㄏ

N: Revise your 5 year plan; Nico is finding a new manager.

Nz: (๑˙❥˙๑)

N:(ﾉꐦ ⊙曲ఠ)ﾉ彡┻━┻

Nz: I want to help.

N: You want to pry. It's Nico's private life, not Nozomi's PRYing life.

Nz: We're friends, Nico-chi. I can help you. You've been worried. The cards know it. They're trying to guide you.

N: it's not my truth to tell. back off.

N: I mean it, Nozomi.

Nozomi knew when she'd pushed Nico too far. She slid her phone into her coat pocket. Let Nico simmer. Although, maybe Nico had the right idea about one thing, some Santa come early surprises might be just the right touch for her date with Eli tonight.

###

Maki had that Christmas smile on her face, small, satisfied, sitting there with what Eli would bet was the Java Combo tomato panini and a tomato o' tomato smoothie.

Mug. Dark liquid. Eli had guessed wrong. Coffee.

"No tomato smoothie?"

Maki shook her head. "Coffee sounded better. I'm looking forward to the ballet, wanted to stay awake."

Eli smiled, "Yeah, one of my students from my internship three years ago is the Mouse King. I'm excited for her."

"I think Nishikino Industries is one of the sponsors this year. My parents seem to be going out of their way to…" Maki sighed, her eyelashes fluttering closed, "cheer me up by throwing money at causes they know I support."

"And singers?"

Maki fumbled her coffee, tensing, "What do you mean?"

"The Nico Ni concert. You've been a fan for years."

Maki nodded, "Right. Fan." She turned to look at the menu boards, "You should order something. And bring me back a macaron."

Maki's phone pinged. Rin.

R: Love the song. Did you send it to Nico?

M: Needs a little more tweaking.

R: Just show up and sing it to her, Maki. Like a movie. She (✿♥‿♥✿) you.

M: I don't know where she lives.

R: └(=^‥^=)┘ Ask her. Meet her. Send a cute selfie.

M: Eli says hi.

R: Oh, right, have fun. Hi ELIヾﾉ≧∀≦)o

Eli returned with a hot chocolate and a plate of macaroons.

"Rin says hi."

"Hello, Rin. What are she and Hanayo up to today?"

"Rin is nagging me."

"About?"

Maki's fingers curled around a macaron, but then she started rotating it on the plate, not moving it any closer to getting eaten.

"Maki?"

Eli was surprised by the fierceness in Maki's gaze when she raised it to meet Eli's. And the darkening blush on Maki's cheek.

"My last concert…"

"Halloween?"

Maki nodded, "Something happened."

"Something?"

Another nod, and crazy blushing, "With someone."

"Like dinner or karaoke or rescuing a stray kitten or…"

"Sex" Maki hissed so quickly Eli wasn't sure she'd heard anything.

"Sex? With a fan."

Maki glanced away.

"How could you? Did you get tested? Did you catch something? I just spent the morning at the clinic because…"

Maki's eyes went wide. "Are you all right? Did something happen to you. With Nico's manager?"

"Yes, something happened. But we had an adult conversation about sex and agreed to wait until I could get checked." Eli frowned. "We used our words, Maki. You can too."

"I can't; it's too…"

"Embarrassing? Your parents are doctors, for god's sake. Didn't they teach you anything?"

"THAT'S NOT THE PROBLEM!" Maki was on her feet, everyone in the cafe staring.

Eli pushed back from the table, her long legs stretched out, her arms crossed over her torso, her hot chocolate forgotten. "It is A problem."

Maki shook her head, refusing to engage on that particular topicand sunk back into her chair. "Then I ghosted…the person. For weeks."

Eli stared over Maki's head, considering, then leaned forward, rubbing her forehead, "So, let me get this straight…"

"It was a woman."

"It's a phrase, Maki." Eli clenched her jaw, "Just let me talk this out for myself, please."

Maki, one arm across her torso, started curling a twist of hair, not making eye contact with Eli.

Eli leaned forward, her voice a whisper, "So you, my probably demisexual friend with no previous dating experience beyond kissing a fellow premed during a "boring horror series binge-a-thon" last quarter had sex after a concert…" Eli watched Maki, "in a hotel?"

Maki shook her head.

"In your dressing room? Pizdets!" Eli slammed the table, "and then further proving your immaturity, you ghosted this poor fan."

"I'm not immature."

"Oh my god, Maki, listen to yourself."

"It wasn't like that Eli." Maki leaned forward, "She…well, there was kissing…and I, it..I never felt that before, so shaky, so…rocketing…and she kept…and I…I just…"

Before Eli could rewrite any more of her mental image of Maki, she held up a hand and moved on to the next topic. "This is why Rin is texting you?"

Maki nodded.

"You met her again."

Another whisper, "It's Nico."

Eli stared. Holy fuck. Maki had landed one of the hottest celebrities on the planet, then ghosted her, then had her parents hire her…Eli giggled, then guffawed, huge attention drawing roll on the floor laughter. "Your parents didn't know when they hired her."

"Of course not. Why would I … how could they…"

"Oh, Maki."

"Yeah." Maki's head dropped into her hands.

Eli's voice was calm. "If you can't tell her, text her."

"I want to see her." Maki muttered. "I want to…" Tears filled amethyst eyes, "I don't know what to say."

"Well, when she sees you without the wig, she'll probably figure it out so you'll have some help there."

Maki's eyebrow arched up, "I could ask her to meet me as Diamond Princess and then show up as…" Maki waved her hands up and down.

Eli considered the outfit: Turtleneck, cargo joggers, "You Are On Native Land" Dad hat. Driving gear.

"Free legal advice. Wear something with more cleavage."

"Shut up."

"So Diamond Princess isn't ghosting her anymore?"

"I texted her during Godzilla. From my bedroom."

Eli almost laughed again, picturing the scene, Maki closed up in her room, like a princess in a tower. "How did she take it?"

"She was great." Maki glanced away, but there was a huge grin on her face. "She wanted to take me out for whatever I wanted. I told I was having trouble writing a song, which I was. But then Rin told me it wasn't like with my parents, I didn't have to keep Nico and music separate. I could…"

Eli sensed a stall coming on, "express your Nico feelings in music."

"So I started and Nico liked the start and now it's nearly finished and I can't wait, I…I want to…know how she reacts."

Maki wasn't like anyone else Eli had ever met. She'd been so surprised when the shy introvert had turned up bold and impulsive, asking for help choreographing for Diamond Princess's first concert. And then Eli had heard the songs, the raw, the physicality, the surges of emotion, the cutting, awkward lyrics. Once she knew that Maki had composed them, seen her stake her claim on stage, reveal her truths, Eli knew that Maki would never get music and performing out of her system, no matter how much med school Maki protested. And if music and Nico had connected for Maki…wow. Eli whistled.

"What?"

"That must have been mind blowing, you and Nico."

Maki took all the macaroons. "Shut up."

"Maki. If you want this to be serious, be real. Tell Nico the truth. All the truth."

"What do you mean?"

"How she makes you feel, how being on stage makes you feel, how med school and your parents…"

"No."

"Maybe if you're honest with her, you can finally be honest with yourself."

Maki looked lost, face slack, eyes watery.

"Take the cleavage advice seriously though. Works every time." Eli winked.

Grimacing, Maki threw the chocolate macaroon at her. Eli could feel the melancholy drain away, a cheerful Christmas background aura filling in again. And for a bonus, the caught macaron was excellent and the chocolate still warm.

A/N: Merrily we...

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