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sableseb · 3 years ago

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request coming in bc i absolutely love all ur writing!! could you do a bucky x reader dancing together at a gala/party thrown by tony and everyone there is like 🥺 at the beautiful couple?

Thank you!! So happy you love my work!💞 Please enjoy, darling✨

word count: 1k

warnings: none, just a tiny mention of sexy activities

tags: @fuckandfluff @stucky-my-ship @greeneyedblondie44 @harrysthiccthighss @sparksforkoo @bemine-bucky @meetmeatyourworst @thewritingdoll

a/n: I haven’t wrote much fluff, so I hope I captured their emotions and atmosphere well!

Bucky may have disliked a lot of things. Attention, small talk, crowds…but, Stark truly outdid himself this year, he had to give the ego trip that much.

The ballroom is flooded with expensive bodies. Delicate jewels hang from limp wrists and long necks, tailored suits made of the finest material cling to men sporting watches that he’s sure would pay at least a few months rent in New York.

He’s awe struck for the second time in his newly found life. A giant crystal chandelier hangs high above the golden dance floor. Marble pillars stretch into the air to meet intricate art spanning across the ceiling. It was like standing in the eye of an artist, everything is just utterly breathtaking.

The first time, though, he’s ever felt taken back by such magnificence was you. The moment he laid his eyes on you, he knew you would never leave his mind.

He saw you that cool summer evening, sitting on the lush grass in the park. You had the cutest sundress on, one that barely covered your thighs. You were just sitting there, enjoying the breeze that would blow by. It’s like the angels called him to you as the sun shone down, encasing you in a glow that made his heart stutter.

Ethereal. He always told you. And when he did, the prettiest grin would take over your face. You’d try to hide it, you’d try to convince him he was crazy. Maybe I am. I was brainwashed after all. He’d say. You’d lightly punch him in the arm and scoff at his words. But, I’ll never be blind to true beauty, doll.

He always means the words he says to you. Bucky genuinely believes your beauty is unmatched. He loves your body, the one he gets to explore each night, treading feather-like touches along the expanse of your skin, mapping you out. He loves each mole, each freckle, each stretch mark. He especially loves your eyes. They always hold such emotion. He knows what you feel without you having to say a single word. Your eyes tell all. He’d whisper. That would just earn him another punch to the arm and a scoff.

You’ll never truly fathom how much James Barnes loves you. And he’s okay with that. Because all that matters is that he knows it. He knows how far his love goes and he’ll never stop trying to convince you that you are nothing shy from perfect. Even if his attempts are futile.

The gala is a big hit. Smiles are shown, laughs are shared, champagne is flowing. Bucky hates to admit it, but he’s happy for Stark. He raises good money at these things for a new charity each year. At least he’s a humanitarian to some degree. He says to himself as he takes in more of the elegant designs the ballroom holds.

Suddenly, his eyes land on your form walking down the winding staircase. Bucky’s eyes widen and his breath gets stuck in his throat. Your body is hugged in rhinestones. Each fraction of light that catches you bounces off the stones creating a glimmer. The dress is long, little straps rest upon your shoulders keeping everything in place. And boy, is everything in place.

Your curves draw him in, the low cut front showcases your breasts, the slit comes a little above mid thigh showing that supple flesh he could spend hours buried between. Damn those thin strap heels. They’re definitely staying on later.

“You look so handsome, Buck.” You tell him as you wrap your arms around him.

He doesn’t think he does. He feels as if his all black suit was a little too tight. His hair is pinned back, showing every inch of his strong jaw and high cheekbones. He feels exposed without having his long hair fall over the sides of his face.

“Thank you, doll. You’re gorgeous, you know? Prettiest dame here.”

You don’t think you are. You feel like you’re a little too curvy for this dress that catches everyone’s attention. These heels make you feel as if you walk funny, almost like a newborn deer.

Neither of you voice your doubts to the other because no matter how many insecurities flow through your minds, you both know that the other doesn’t see them. You’re both blinded by each other’s beauty.

“Wanna dance?” You ask while looking up at him.

Bucky really hated bringing unnecessary attention to himself. But, for you? He doesn’t hesitate to wrap a firm hand around your waist and guide you to the open floor.

The slow tempo the orchestra creates sends a calming feeling through your entire body. And being pressed up against Bucky’s firm frame only intensifies that feeling. It’s almost not real, he’s almost too beautiful.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head?” He asks you, gently guiding you across the floor in time with the music.

“Nothing,” you say. “I’m just happy is all.”

Bucky says nothing further as you bury your head into the crook of his neck. He’s never felt more content than he does now. You’re both so lost in each other that you haven’t the slightest idea of all the eyes locked onto your swaying figures.

You’re both a complete contrast to each other. Inky black meets shimmering light. It has people hooked. They can practically see the adoration around your beings and they can’t tear their eyes away from the heart clenching site.

Off in a corner, Sam slaps twenty dollars in Steve’s hand, his eyes not once leaving the pair wrapped in each other.

“I can’t believe she got him to come. Cyborg never comes to anything.”

Bucky’s advanced hearing picks up on Sam’s disbelief and nickname. He lifts his chin from your head to pinpoint his rather annoying voice. The man doesn’t know how to be quiet, ever.

“What’s wrong?” You ask with worry, fearing he’s uncomfortable.

Bucky looks back down at you. “It’s just Sam,” he tells you. “His days are limited.”

You contain the laugh that threatens to spill from your lips. “Please don’t hurt your partner,” you grin.

Bucky will do anything for you, but it takes a special kind of restraint to not choke out his teammate.

“I can’t promise anything, doll.” He says, placing a gentle kiss to the crown of your head.

There’s no place he’d rather be than in your arms, even if all eyes are on him.

#sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan fluff #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fluff

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phantom-bleu · 3 years ago

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Ok right. So just to get it out of the way i think the logic that madeleine isnt a trained knight or anything silly (tho i also dont see many ppl arguing this personally) bc like, he is a character u can choose for ur team and he fights w a sword and shield so like. Yeah. But more importantly 2 me i have talked to ppl abt maddie being like a pr knight before but i also think its more complicated like that

So like literally the only things devsis has bothered to say to describe the republic is that its 1. Peaceful (not a clue what this is supposed to imply ngl) and 2. Well known for actively engaging w arts and theatre. I dont think its a coincidence that madeleines descriptions all show him as this regal noble heroic picturesque etc etc etc knight, like compare these to knight cookie, madeleines image is alllll abt the visuals and how he appears to someone looking at him. His pristine and crisp cloak, his shining armour, regal, “magnanimous” presence etc like the fact his image as a knight is so tied to these very fairytale-esque descriptors makes me think his role as a knight and commander is to be like the heroes and princes From the plays in the republic… hes arrogant and thinks hes magnificent bc for his role hes /supposed/ to be perfect, so that ppl can trust/admire/dream over him etc. I think this is supported a lot by some of his lines:

Maddie always talks like hes giving some kind of noble speech which i dont really notice w other characters where its not appropriate? Like everything he says is a performance of some kind whether its a speech abt the divines will or his own glory and it feels like there should be an audience that these lines should b spoken to

These lines especially stick out, these reassurances as if hes pushing the image that hes a knight so kindhearted that noooooo humble commoners’ plight is too small for him to take care of… like who needs to hear this? Like hes such a romanticised idea of a knight and i think its on purpose? Especially given that the One thing we know abt the republics culture is they loveeee their theatrics and dramatising battle and victory!!!!!

(espresso is sleeping in this screenshot please speak quietly so he can rest)

Anyways. I dont think it needs pointing out that madeleine is dramatic and superficial and obsessed w maintaining this dreamlike perfect knightly image. But ik a lot of ppl get tripped up on the idea that hes not this selfless missionary of goodwill (which ironically is exactly how he wants to look, just a very pretty one) but dont be afraid of it… not only is it really funny to imagine him this way, seeing him get constantly knocked down 5 pegs at a time bc nobody rlly wants to pay attention to him, but also its fun to imagine why hes this way and how it might affect him. Madeleines narcissism feels like an inevitability when he was born into a noble family of knights and virtually inherits the role of knight commander. How does it affect someone to be raised and fine tuned perfectly for the role of a public figure, let alone one that acts as a protector of the people, who lives to help the helpless, who is effortlessly victorious and looks handsome while doing it, who never struggles except when he heroically overcomes it to inadvertently teach a valuable lesson to others?🤔 as self centred as he is madeleines whole schtick is to serve others whether thats by saving them or just looking as perfect as possible. In gingerbraves kingdom literally nobody needs a role model like this so they r either unphased or irritated by that schtick and he’s still in denial abt this, assuming hes just not radiant enough for people to notice him or the like. And like. What is there to him besides that superficial image hes crafted of himself bc i dont think hes stupid, i think he knows how much ppl dont care but like. Whats it like having a persona uve carefully crafted ur whole life to appeal to as many ppl as possible ripped off of u by the fact that u dont appeal to anyone

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johnny217 · 3 years ago

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Hello! I want to know something in particular about the design of the phantom. I want to know more than anything else what inspired his "Real" face design. More than anything I would like an explanation if you could give me one or would like to give me one. Please note that this is written from a translation application as I can read some English but I'm terrible at writing it. In case of any confusion. Please do not hesitate to contact me for clarification. Best wishes for a good day/after.

Hello! Dual Destinies characters are my favorite and I’m always happy to talk/answer about them. And thank you for your interest in my character design!

Answer under the cut!

At first I didn’t plan to design Phantom’s “real face”, because I loved the mystery of this character. I loved that in game we didn’t have a chance to see his face and mystery remained unsolved.

But after some time, I started to think about his face more and more, because I draw a lot of fan-art with this character and I wanted to draw him in more emotional and interesting interactions and scenes where I could use facial expression. And then I decided to design my vision of Phantom’s “real face”.

I took inspiration of face mostly from my personal taste in people, I love these kind of facial features. I also wanted to create him with some cartoony charm to fit Ace Attorney franchise designs.

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Inspiration of his hair I took from old Disney cartoons — black widow’s peak hairline. + I added a scar on his head to remind of his dangerous profession which can cause physical trauma. I also took inspiration of eyelashes from old cartoons to make Phantom look pretty and kind of innocent, to contrast his evil doings and profession. + I did cartoony black pointy evil eyebrows to make him more handsome and dangerous on illustrations.

My main inspiration of Phantom’s vibe are Evil Queen from Snow White cartoon (1937). I wanted to make him look like a pompous, magnificent, heartless, but beautiful monster with no empathy and emotions. I even did an inspired comic where Phantom’s look inspired by Evil Queen > Fairy Tales AU <

I drew red eyes to highlight the focus on them — to show that his eyes on my arts have no emotions. Red eyes look cool and I thought that maybe he did some kind of spy-procedure on them to see in the dark, so that’s why his eyes are special.

I love villains with interesting stories and design, especially spies! Inspiration of his clothes fashion choices I took from spy movies — fashionable, not practical in battles and missions, and unreasonably expensive. To work as an international spy probably get you a millions of money. So why not to spend it on fashion clothes? Same goes to his spy devices choices I did.

I also wanted to make him look like a charismatic comic villain and designed a memorable look inspired by his appearance in game with Japanese theatre Noh mask, while UR -1 incident. I mixed classic suit and added Noh mask to it.

✧✧✧ I love theatre masks and mask art in general, so I couldn’t resist about this character detail. I love the detail about Noh mask really much, because Phantom must be a good actor to play his impersonation well. This mask called Ko-omote — it represents a mask of a young woman. This is one of the many of prototypes of more than twenty other masks for female roles, each varying subtly from the innocence of this mask to convey sensuous, passionate, demented, or supernatural characteristics. This mask was in Metis work room when Phantom attacked her and she was a young woman. It's really smart if to think about it.

my art with masks>

I also have a different kind of Phantom’s design in my comic about Bobby and Simon’s relationships >Please stay< Here I wanted to play with my favorite of all time Phantom’s quote “I have no... "self." I am no one. I am nothing but an endless abyss.”

So I drew an endless hypnotic spiral to show “endless abyss” on his face and Phantom’s skill to hypnotize/fool people to think that he’s someone who he actually isn’t. I also added a scar on his forehead to show an injury that Simon did to him in the court.

I hope you like the result of my design and hope I wrote the story behind it understandable! Have a nice day and thank you again for your interest!

#long post #my art #ask #ace attorney phantom #ok now everyone know that I want to marry my design of him lol #oops i guess #to much lovingly written details I feel like an embarrassed fool #i am exposed now #*everyone making a surprised look*#ace attorney #hand in marriage sir

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risalei-nur · 5 years ago

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TAFSIR: Risale-i Nur: The Words Collection:The Thirty Second Word .Part 20

Loving virtuous people like Prophets and saints because they are approved servants of Almighty God, and in His name and for His sake, are included in His love. If you love your life because it is a most valuable capi-tal given by Almighty God to gain eternal life, a treasury containing the fac-ulties with which to acquire all kinds of virtues and perfections, and if you spend it in His service, then this love is included in love of Almighty God, the All-Worshipped One. Loving the prime of youth because it is a sweet, fine gift of Almighty God, and thus spending it in His cause is a sort of law-ful love wedded to gratitude.

Loving nature reflectively, especially in spring, because it is a realm displaying the most beautiful inscriptions of the All-Wise Maker’s light-dif-fusing Names and the most splendid and embellished works of His Art, means to love Almighty God’s Names. If you love the world only because it is the field to sow for the Hereafter, the mirror of the Divine Names, the collection of Almighty God’s missives, and a temporary guest-house of His, then this love is also in Almighty God’s name—provided you are not under your carnal soul’s influence.

In short, love the world and its creatures not for themselves but in the name of their Creator and the meaning they contain. Do not say: “How beautiful they are!” Rather, say: “How beautifully they have been made!” In your heart, do not love that which is not Him. Do not set your heart on that which is not Him, for the heart is the Eternally Besought’s mirror and belongs to Him. So pray to Him: “O God, provide me with love of You and the love of what will make me near to You.”

And so if all the types of love mentioned so far are in God’s name, then they give a painless, pure pleasure and are the means of a union that does not allow separation. In addition, they cause your love of God to grow and can be considered gratitude that gives pure pleasure and a reflection that is itself pure love.

For example, if a noble king grants you an apple in his presence, you will receive two sorts of pleasure and feel two kinds of love. The first type is your love for the apple because it is an apple. Thus you receive as much pleasure as an apple can give. Such a love is not in the king’s name, but arises from your love of yourself, for you love the apple because of the pleas-ure it gives you. This kind of pleasure is transient and ends when you fin-ish eating the apple, leaving behind regret for the cessation of the pleasure. Moreover, the king may not be pleased with such an attitude.

The second sort of pleasure and love are directly related to the king. If you love and respect the apple because it embodies the royal compliment to you, then this love is in the king’s name and for his sake. The pleasure arising from such a compliment is far greater than the pleasure coming from eating the apple. Such an attitude is pure gratitude to the king for his gift, and the love shown for the apple is a respectful love for the king himself.

Likewise, loving bounties—all foods and fruits—granted to us because of themselves and the pleasure they give is a carnal love, for it is for the car-nal soul’s sake. The pleasure coming from eating and drinking is transient and mixed with pain. If you love the bounties you receive on account of their being favors of Divine Mercy and fruits of Divine Bountifulness and Benevolence, and if you receive pleasure from them and have an appetite for them in appreciation of the Divine grace in them, this love is pure grat-itude and pure pleasure without any pain.

THIRD POINT: Love of the Divine Names has degrees and levels. As pointed out above, sometimes you love the Divine Names because you love their works in the universe, and sometimes because they are titles of Divine perfections. It sometimes occurs that you are in limitless need due to your comprehensive nature and love the Divine Names in need of them.

For example, while you are seeking help in utter despair for your rela-tives or for poor, weak, and needy creatures, someone appears unexpectedly and does for them what you wish to do for them. How much would you love such a person for his munificence and benevolence, and always be thankful to him for those qualities? Similarly, consider only the Names the All-Merciful and the All-Compassionate. As the manifestations of these Names, Almighty God favors your believing parents and ancestors, as well as your friends and beloved ones, in this world with all His bounties. He will also make both you and them happy in Paradise, in the World of eternal happi-ness, with all varieties of pleasure and bringing you together. Thus, you may understand how much these two Names are worthy of your love, to what extent your spirit needs them, and how proper and necessary it is to say: “All praise and gratitude are for God for His being All-Merciful and All-Compassionate.”

Also, with its creatures being its amiable residents and lovable adorn-ments, with which you feel a profound connection and for whose wretched-ness you grieve, the world is like a home for you. Through reflection, you may perceive how much your spirit loves and to what degree you need the Names the All-Wise and the All-Sustaining of the One Who has organized the world and it creatures and thus governs, grows, and sustains them with perfect wisdom. You also may understand to what extent your spirit needs the Names the Heir, the All-Quickening, the All-Permanent, the All-Munificent, the All-Reviving, and the All-Benevolent, of the One Who brings all of the people to whom you feel connected and at whose death you are grieved, out of the darkness of eternal extinction and settles them in a place far more beautiful than this world.

Since we, as human beings, are noble, elevated beings with comprehen-sive natures, our endless needs and aspirations make us needy of one thou-sand and one Divine Names in their numerous degrees of manifestation. Compound or intense need is eagerness, compound or intense eagerness is love, and compound or intense love is adoration. In proportion to the degree of the spirit’s perfection, love increases and flourishes in degrees according to the levels of the Divine Names’ manifestations. Since the Names are titles with which the Majestic Being manifests Himself, love of all Names turns into love of the Divine Being. Out of thousands of levels of manifestations of the Names the All-Just, the All-Wise, the (Ultimate) Truth, and the All-Compassionate, we present one as an example as follows:

If you want to see the Names the All-Merciful, the All-Compassionate, and the (Ultimate) Truth in full manifestation in wisdom and justice, con-sider the following comparison: Suppose an army formed of four hundred companies. Each company has unique uniforms, rations, weaponry, and medicines. If these companies are situated together mixed with one anoth-er without the uniqueness of each considered, and yet, out of his perfect compassion and through his extraordinary power and miraculously encom-passing knowledge, and with utmost justice and wisdom, a peerless king equips each with unique uniforms and weapons and provides them with appropriate foods and medicines without mistake or help, you may under-stand what a powerful, compassionate, just, and munificent king he is.

Similarly, if you want to see the manifestations of the Divine Names the (Ultimate) Truth, the All-Merciful and the All-Compassionate in wis-dom and justice, you can look at magnificent armies of plants and animals, which consist of countless different families, genera, and species. All of these set up their tents on the earth’s face in spring, are infinitely mixed with each other, and yet have unique uniforms, provisions, weaponry, instructions, lifestyles, and demobilizations. Although they have no tongues with which to voice their needs and no power to meet them, see how the One with the Names of the (Ultimate) Truth, the All-Merciful, the All-Providing, the All-Compassionate, and the All-Munificent pro-vides, maintains, and raises them in perfect justice and wisdom and with-out confusing and forgetting any of them.

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imightbeapotatobutihavestandards · 6 years ago

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He’s Hurting Me Pt 12

Summary: It’s Virgil’s birthday, the day he dreads all year round, but this year, he has friends who are insistent on making this his best birthday yet... unfortunately others don’t share their enthusiasm

Triggers: Explicit language, swearing, violence, mentions of attempted suicide, blood...also very long, I would say it’s to make up for me being gone for a week but I really don’t like this chapter so... I’m very sorry

Part 12

Virgil stared up at his ceiling, contemplating the passage of time. He grabbed his phone, letting the artificial light temporarily blind him, before noting how late it was.

Seven minutes to twelve.

Seven minutes.

Seven minutes to his birthday, until he is officially one year older. He felt his anxiety spike again. His birthday only reminded him of time, and his time was running out. He was reminded of the exams to come. The colleges and universities to apply to. He was reminded of the future he had to know. Everything was changing. He’d lose everyone. Or they’d lose him. Virgil was younger, in the year below everyone else, they’d be leave him behind. Patton was off to work, to travel with his brother. Logan would be studying at some advanced university. Roman had a scholarship to a prestigious performing arts course. Virgil would be stuck here, going nowhere, entirely alone, for a year. He couldn’t even think of where he’d be in two years, he had no idea what he wanted. Creative writing was always an option, but what if he wasn’t good enough for the course? What if he never found what he wanted to do? He felt his insides twist around themselves as he thought about fading from his friends lives, about them forgetting him.

Think logically, he told himself in Logan’s voice. He’d figure out what he wanted to do eventually. He didn’t have to know now. His exams were ages away, there was nothing he could do for them now. No matter what, Patton would always stay in contact with him. Besides, his friends were still here, they weren’t leaving until next September, he didn’t have to say goodbye just yet.

He still had time.

He felt some pressure release. Sometimes, he was able to think reasonably, and he was greatly appreciated Logan’s help in that. This was a only a momentary peace, but so long as he kept reminding himself of facts, he could avoid a full blown panic attack. So he clung to these moments; the way Logan had told him to.

He thought of Logan. Although cold, and almost emotionless at first, Virgil couldn’t help but feel calm about him. Logan was honest, and that was reassuring. He was responsible, in a way he was like Patton, he seemed to always know what exact thing he needed: a bit tired? He’d buy Virgil a coffee. Exhausted and running off barely any food or drink? Absolutely no coffee, lots of water, some food. On the verge of a panic attack? Calm, assured, reasoning. Full on panic attack? Patton. It was funny, how well Logan and Patton complimented each other. They were polar opposites, yet worked well together, and it wasn’t as if Virgil didn’t notice how Patton perked up that bit more, or would sit that little bit closer, to Logan. It was adorable, really.

Virgil found himself and Logan agreeing a lot on things, and Logan actually understood him pretty well. Virgil thought about how before, he’d only ever been fully comfortable around Patton, he assumed it was because he’d known Patton for so long, yet he and Logan seemed to have some kind of unspoken bond. He was comfortable with Logan, and Logan with him.

Buzz.

Virgil jolted violently as his phone went off, he grabbed it and once again allowed himself to be glared at by the bright light. Squinting, he noticed the time, and panic struck again.

Twelve.

It was officially his birthday.

Virgil’s eyes scanned the rest of his screen, seeing a notification from Roman there.

Now that was an odd one. Virgil remembered, vividly, the hatred he had felt for Roman the night before the play: his arrogance was frustrating, he was always obnoxiously loud, and was extremely stressful to deal with. Virgil had hated him… and then they’d met, and his eyes had glistened brightly, and his smile had tugged slightly more to one side, and he’d hated how that’d made him feel. He’d hated how easily he’d accepted the compliments and charisma. Hated how instantly he’d felt okay in his presence. And then, Virgil had really started hanging out with Roman, and they’d argue over every little thing. Virgil chuckled thinking back to just yesterday.

“Virgil, you can’t call me a nerd if you are arguing in defence of Star Wars.”

“Yes I can if you’re arguing for Star Trek, nerd.”

“Star Trek is infinitely better than Star Wars!” Roman argued back, enthusiastically waving his hands around.

“No, it’s not! Star Wars has an actual plot, a well-developed plot! Star Trek, they went back in time to save a whale, w-“ Virgil was promptly cut off by the boy in front of him.

“Yes, and it was magnificent!” Roman decided passionately. “It’s light-hearted, engaging, touches on some important and complex themes, and showcases a diverse cast!”

“Okay sure, especially for the time.” Virgil admitted. “I’ll give you that. But, it’s still nothing compared to Star Wars.”

“Just because Han Solo’s hot…” Roman mumbled, faking a pout and crossing his arms.

Virgil dramatically placed a hand on his heart, looking offended. “Roman, how dare you assume I’m as shallow as you… besides Ewan McGregor’s hotter.” He grinned.

Roman chuckled, nodding his head rapidly. “You’ve got me there, plus that man can sing.” Roman said dreamily.

“I know, Moulin Rouge is actually my favourite film.”

Roman’s eyes went wide and locked onto Virgil, he wasn’t sure if he was this happy because someone else appreciated Ewan McGregor’s singing, or because it was Virgil appreciating any kind of singing… actually that’s a lie, it was entirely because it was Virgil.

“Oh my-“ Roman cut himself off by wrapping his arms around Virgil. Virgil couldn’t help tensing up slightly, but he quickly relaxed, smirking a bit.

“Okay, whatever, you win this debate, just because you said a MUSICAL is your favourite film!” Virgil laughed at Roman, and was fairly sure Patton was fangirling in the background.

Roman pulled back, but clasped his hands on Virgil’s shoulders firmly. “ We need to watch it together.”

Virgil pretended as if he was considering it, when really, he’d already decided.

“Hmm…”

“Please, please, please!”

“I don’t know, I quite like watching you beg.” He smirked, but inside began freaking out.

Roman’s eyes widened, but allowed his lips to twist upwards. He seemed at a loss for words, which was unusual. Their eye contact lasted longer that perhaps it should, and Roman’s smile became more of a smirk every moment, maybe Virgil had actually said something right for once?

“Alright then Princey, I’ll watch it with you… if you bring the snacks.” Roman cheered at that response.

Virgil smiled at the memory, unlocking his phone and reading his friend’s message.

Sir Sing-a-lot: Happy birthday my favourite Emo Nightmare! I may have only known you for a month or two, and we may have had our disagreements (Goblet of Fire is still the best Harry Potter book,) but I’m still so glad I have met you. Now, I’m not entirely sure what I’d do without your cynical comments. So, celebrate this fine day, and I’ll see you soon Hot Topic xx

Virgil’s heart felt weird, and his pulse was going insane, but it wasn’t panic, he felt warm? He felt… loved, and appreciated… and he had no idea how to respond to that.

Me: Wow Princey, I didn’t know you actually cared this much… thanks, see you soon x

It took Virgil a solid three minutes to send because he was kept deleting and then adding the ‘x’ but, eventually, he left it and he hit send.

Sir Sing-a-lot: Of course I care, Virge. Now get some rest

Me: You too Roman

Virgil closed his phone and looked up at the ceiling again, his heart a bit lighter, everything feeling a bit warmer. He drifted to sleep at around 1:04, but that was good for Virgil.

***

Virgil immediately pulled his hood over his face when he reached the lunch table, his friends singing chirpily and far too loud.

“No, please. Stop.” Virgil cut them all off, causing them to giggle. He already thought the whole canteen was judging them, he didn’t need more attention.

“Okay, okay, only so we can get to the presents quicker!” Patton exclaimed.

“Presents?”

“Yes! Presents!” Patton practically squealed in response.

“You didn’t have to get me anyt-“ Virgil began but was interrupted.

“Nonsense!” Roman smiled. “Now on with it!” He declared, crossing one leg over the other as Virgil sat opposite him.

Patton clapped excitedly, diving into his bag and pulling out an envelope, and two package wrapped in pale blue with a silver ribbon. Virgil first opened the envelope, cautiously slipping his finger under the flap and neatly tearing it open. The cream material had hidden a hand drawn card stating; “ur fam” on one side and “ily” on the inside, next to a picture of all four of them. All of them had signed, the handwriting varying from an elegant calligraphy to a barely legible, excited scribble.

Virgil let out a slight laugh. “Thanks guys.”

“Open them. Open them. Open them.” Patton chanted excitedly, bouncing from his seat. Virgil chuckled and complied. He opened the smaller one first, carefully pulling at the ribbon and unpicking the neat wrapping.

“Wow…” Virgil gasped as he examined his gift. It was a black, leather-bound journal, with the word “thoughts” etched into the centre, and a black string enclosing it. Virgil excitedly opened it, a shocked expression still plastering his face. The paper was high quality, cream, and the lines were slightly faded; perfect.

“Patton… thank y-“

“Just wait till you see the next one! I’m most proud of that!” Patton beamed.

Virgil, still surprised and entirely grateful, reached for the other gift. As soon as Virgil saw the present, he’d leapt up and thrown his arms around Patton.

“I hope you like it!” Patton smiled kindly.

“I love it.” Virgil’s voice was muffled by Patton��s shoulder, and when he pulled back he wiped his eyes quickly. Patton had given him a sleek black frame, the picture inside was of a smiling Patton, his glasses reflecting the sun and his hair a wild unkempt mess of waves. Virgil was laughing, looking down, his hair neatly cut, for once. In between them both, smiling, practically glowing like the sun, was Virgil’s grandmother, her arms around both of them. Virgil wasn’t sure what they were laughing at, but he remembered the feeling; he had been laughing so much his stomach hurt, smiling so much his face ached, he’d felt so happy, so… accepted, and proud.

“Thank you… so much.” Virgil almost whispered, pulling away and staring at the photo.

“You’re very welcome, kiddo!”

Logan coughed awkwardly, drawing Virgil’s attention. “Mine is far less… well…”

“I’m sure it’s great Logan, I really didn’t expect you to get me anything in the first place.” The smaller reassured.

Logan’s smile was so quick Virgil was almost convinced he’d imagined it. He handed over his present, almost nervously. Taking great care again, Virgil peeled back the suspiciously Christmassy wrapping paper, to reveal a pair of large, black, cordless headphones.

His eyes flew wide, his head jerking up. “Holy shi-“ He cut himself off in shock, seeing Logan holding out something else; a gift card.

“I know you’re prone to… moments of extreme alarm.” Logan began, not entirely sure how to word what he wanted to say, which was weird for him. “I thought these noise-cancelling headphones may help.” He continued matter-of-factly. Virgil just nodded, still in awe as he took the giftcard.

“And that’s so you can buy some audiobooks, that might help you calm down.”

“Logan I… That’s really thoughtful, thank you.” Virgil replied sincerely, his eyes flickering from the gift to Logan, before finally deciding and tentatively wrapping his arms around Logan. Logan hesitated before hugging back, in a manner that was confused at first.

“You’re very huggy today, J-Delightful.”

“Shut up. I’m allowed.” Virgil mumbled, pulling away.

He sat back down in his seat, surrounded by wrapping and presents. He couldn’t fight the soft smile that graced his way onto his lips. Roman handed him his gift from across the table, grinning brightly.

For the final time, Virgil carefully pulled apart the wrapping, revealing a soft black material. He titled his head in confusion, before holding it up. The mysterious material unfolded to reveal a black hoody, embossed with plaid purple patches, white stitches, and a thunder cloud.

“Pat helped me with some of the design choices. I hope you like it!” Roman beamed.

“Wait, you made this?!” Virgil exclaimed.

“Yep!” He responded brightly. “Now come on, try it on!” He urged as he stood up.

Virgil quickly shucked off his black hoody and replaced it with the new one. The material was soft and comforting, it pooled around his wrists and fell past his hips. He held his arms out, examining it further and discovering zips on the sleeve, Virgil grinned. Every part of the hoody was planned out and considered entirely dependent on Virgil, it was literally made for him, and it was perfect.

“Roman this… wow, it’s so soft. Thanks!” He smiled, eyes darting across the table, he was confused when he didn’t meet Roman’s green ones. He turned to find his friend standing in front of him, arms flung out wide.

“My turn!” He grinned. Virgil laughed, but complied, allowing himself to be enveloped by Roman’s arms. The taller leaned back slightly so Virgil’s feet were lifted off the ground, the grip around him tightening in response, but the movement barely startled Virgil, he just laughed into the other’s shoulder.

Roman put Virgil back down and removed his arms, hands ghosting over his hip.

Virgil was elated. He was so happy, he could feel tears pricking the back of his eyes. As he sat amongst all the unwarranted gifts, a part of him wanted to hug them all again. He’d never liked presents, he liked birthdays even less, but this was different. Everyone had thought so much about these things, put so much time and effort and care into it, hell, Roman had HANDMADE his git. They weren’t forced out of obligation, they got him something meaningful, and he was indescribably grateful, if a little guilty. He couldn’t help that knowing feeling in the pit of stomach, that he’d made his friend’s do that, he’d made them waste time and money on him… but at that moment, he couldn’t help the happiness brought from the love he felt. Virgil pressed his palms to his eyes gently, trying not to wipe off his eyeshadow while wiping his tears. He knew it was pathetic but, he hadn’t felt like this in so long. Felt like he was cared for, by people who didn’t have to care for him. His friend’s weren’t forced to be there due to blood, they chose to be there, for some strange reason, but he wouldn’t question why. Not now at least. Not after such a good day. For once, his birthday brought genuine happiness.

“Oh look, it’s that little freaks birthday.” Spoke too soon.

A voice recognised to be Louis, spoke from behind him. Virgil visibly tensed, his eyes training intently on the table, hands balling into fists, body slowly beginning to close in on himself.

Logan had flinched as he turned to face the group with a cold, hard stare. Patton was entirely focused on Virgil, worry flaring bright in his eyes as he saw the glaze in Virgil’s own, his entire body stiffened. Roman, on the other hand, was clearly working hard to contain himself. His fists were balled, knuckles turning white, jaw set, eyes livid. If looks could kill Louis would be dead where he stood.

“Nice jacket, faggot.” Virgil shut his eyes.

“He’s finally found a group as fucked up as you? That’s pretty difficult.” Logan opened his mouth to say something, but James beat him to it.

“Why not just try and kill yourself again? Second times a charm, y’know?”

Screech. Roman’s chair flew backwards, falling over dramatically. He stood in between the group and their view of Virgil, his eyes still murderous, but also controlled, calculated.

“Got a problem, Prince?” James spat, stepping closer.

“Yes, actually. You’re my problem. You and your disgusting mindset.”

“You’re one to talk about disg-“

“Come up with a new joke, that one got old. Quickly. Oh wait, you can’t, you’re too stupid to comprehend anything past your limited vocabulary.” Roman retorted.

“What, the fuck, did you just say to me?” James demanded, people clasped at his shoulder, holding him back.

“Oh, not just you. All of you. This entire group put together probably still wouldn’t have a single brain cell. No wonder you’re all failing. I look forward to seeing you guys serving me across McDonalds and gas stations in the future, considering that’s all you’ll amount to.” Roman continued, desperately trying to prod the bear.

“Watch your mouth, fag.” James growled, the hands holding him back growing weaker.

“Make me, coward.” Roman bit back, a smirk playing at his lips.

Like a flash, a fist slammed into Roman’s jaw, with so much force he fell to the floor. He heard the others stand up, but he couldn’t let them help him, they couldn’t interfere. He took two deep breaths, forcing himself up, desperate to ignore the pain and throwing on a smirk for good measure, striding towards the group, a copper-ish taste filling his mouth.

“Did your parents not teach you violence is never the answer? Well, actually, it wouldn’t surprise me if they hadn’t.” He smirked.

“What are you saying, asshole?” Roman knew he was going too far, he knew he should be better than them, but he needed this to end.

“I’m saying, your behaviour suggests something’s wrong at home. Don’t worry, I get it. Daddy not hug you enough?”

“Alright, that’s it.” James snarled, Roman had clearly touched a nerve. Good.

Roman felt James’ hand tighten around his collar, pulling him into the centre of the group. He was pushed roughly against Louis, who happily held him up, circling his arm’s under Roman’s.

Already there was a crowd, drawn in by the promise of violence. Like wild animals, they were drawn to blood. Virgil, Logan and Patton had somehow gotten trapped on the outside of the circle, helpless behind yelling and cheering children. Why were there never enough teacher’s on duty?

A fist smashed into Roman’s face and he could feel his entire body crumple with the impact, almost like he was short circuiting. He knew the arms circling him were the only things holding him up. He’d squeezed his eyes shut from the impact, biting back a cry of pain. He felt warm blood trickled down the side of his temple. A force jolted him, forcing him to turn his head and look back at his attacker.

He snapped his eyes open, spitting out the blood, making no attempt to fight back. Another hit. This one more to his nose, the impact causing a shot of sharp, unbearable, pain.

“Ahh.” He couldn’t stop the pained exclamation. He was focusing too much on holding back the heavy threat of tears stinging the back of his eyes.

“Look at me, fag.” A voice yelled, it might have been James, but he wasn’t sure. When Roman refuse to follow the order, the owner of the voice yanked his hair harshly, causing Roman to wince. Roman’s eyes jumped to two things; first the clock, then his friends. Through the sea of people, he could see their movements, see them pushing to reach him, but no one let them pass. Somehow, through the havoc, for a split second, Roman’s eyes met Virgil’s. He looked terrified, with the very little time he had, he tried to seem calm, willed his eyes to tell him not to worry. He hoped he understood. James yanked his hair again, pulling him down to eye-level.

“Kinky.” Roman flashed him a bloody smile. The other boy’s face heated, his cheeks puffing out, he said nothing as he pulled backwards, removed his hand, and punched Roman in the stomach. All air was knocked out of him and Louis let him fall to the floor. He lay on the floor, pain shooting through his nerve endings, heart racing, lungs empty, gulping for anything. It was like there was too much to process. The roar and cheers were consuming until finally, they were silenced by a shrill, piercing voice. He could feel the presence run in immediately between him and the group.

“Stop this! Stop this instant!” Miss Fitch; the one time she’s late.

And now, was Roman’s time to shine.

He started coughing loudly, a few sounds a pain escaping as he did. He tried to push himself off the ground but his arms shook and collapsed. He let out some sort of agonised whimper and allowed his body to shake. Virgil quickly appeared at Roman’s side, helping him sit up, Patton and Logan not far behind him.

He saw the group around him stiffen, unsure of how to react to the figure of authority in front of them. “Explain yourselves!” She snapped, glaring at each of them individually.

“Self de-“

“Don’t even try that! Roman just decides to attack all of you at once? I don’t think so. Principles office. Now!” She commanded before speaking rapidly into a walkie-talkie to other members of staff, while the group begrudgingly, and somewhat confused, walked to the office.

As the others walked off, Virgil pulled Roman into his arms, inspecting his injuries as best he could.

“My hero…” Roman muttered as Virgil carefully helped him to his feet and the crowd around them dispersed.

“Roman, will you be able to get to the nurses office yourself?” Miss Fitch asked, Roman nodded. “Good, I need to deal with them. Don��t worry, the school will do all it can to stop this from happening again, I’ll need you to fill out an incident report form at some point though.” Roman nodded again. “Alright.” She began striding off, barely hiding a tight-lipped smile. “Oh, and your parents will be notified as soon as possible.” She called nonchalantly over her shoulder.

Great.

As soon as she disappeared from sight, Roman forced himself to flash the others a bright, if slightly bloody, smile.

“Roman, are yo-“

“I’m fine, Virgil.” He wheezed slightly.

“You really don’t look it.” Logan interjected.

“Yeah kiddo…” Patton’s voice was filled with concern, Roman felt a pang of guilt in his stomach. “What happened back there?”

Roman attempted a shrug but it didn’t really work, given he was being held up by Virgil. “I couldn’t let him say those things. But if I hit him I’d get in trouble.” Roman stated as if it was an obvious fact.

“Wait, so you planned on getting beaten up?” Virgil was seriously questioning Roman’s sanity.

“Well, not badly.” Roman winced slightly as he tried to move, his head was still loud and roaring. Pounding. “But I remembered what Logan and I talked about once. Nothings ever gonna change, not unless-“

“-They get caught red handed.” Logan finished.

“Exactly. Miss Fitch won’t let this go lightly, she’s probably the most well-respected and reliable teacher at this school, they’re not gonna ignore her for a bunch of delinquents. Besides, this is the opportunity teachers dream of: Rescue a helpless student, get rid of a difficult student, and have air-tight proof.” Roman stated, his words slightly forced and breathy, but he needed to say these things. He pointed upwards to a security camera with an innocently blinking red light. “Despite what I said, James and his friends aren’t stupid, they know its… risky, to start a fight here. I just needed to make them mad enough they’d forget their common sense.”

“I… I hate to say I’m impressed.” Logan admitted. “It was… disagreeable, but there is an unfortunate amount of logic behind it.”

“There is no way you came up with that on the spot.”

“It was a vaguely planned idea I’d imagined, but never actually thought about implementing it. Seemed too farfetched. Besides, my pride wasn’t worth it. But, the stuff they said… before I knew it, I was on the floor.” Roman finished, his voice hoarse.

“That was fucking stupid, man. Look at you! I am not worth this.” Virgil argued, genuinely mad at Roman for being so reckless when it came to his own health.

Roman jolted his head upwards, affronted and holding back a wince at the sudden movement. He opened his mouth to defend Virgil’s worth, but the angry teen just cut him off.

“Shut up, dumbass. You’re going to the nurse.”

***

The nurse was in shock when she first saw Roman; bloody, bruised and voice hoarse. It didn’t look good. However, once she’d cleaned off the dried blood and plastered up a couple places, she was relieved to discover there was no bone damage or heavy structural damage: Roman’s nose was in tact, his lip was only slightly swollen and his wound on his temple wasn’t deep. He’d bruise, but he’d heal. The only other issue was his arms, he’d managed to land on it when he fell, still not too much damage but she ordered him to hold an ice pack over it. Virgil leaned against the wall near the doorway, still glaring at Roman: he was so worried and relieved and scared and pissed as hell. He wasn’t sure who he was mad at though. Roman for getting himself hurt? James for hurting him? Or himself for not doing anything? All were equally good picks.

The nurse held another ice pack to Roman’s lip, causing the swelling to reduce. Once satisfied she moved the ice pack around in her hands, then placed it to the cut on Roman’s temple, just above his eye. There had been a thick, heavy silence in the room, until another teacher poked her head through the door.

“Oh, uh, sorry-“ Began the older woman, looking between the three with wide eyes. “-It’s just, Mel, if you could, we need your-“

“-Don’t worry, I’ll be there in a second.” The nurse smiled kindly. “I’m going to deal with this, Virgil, can you hold the ice pack?” She asked, turning to Virgil and offering him the ice pack.

“I can do tha-“

“No. Keep pressure on that wrist.” The nurse firmly told Roman. Virgil took the nurse’s spot as she rushed out to deal with… whoever’d just thrown up.

There was silence between them. Pounding against their ears. Virgil refused to look at Roman’s desperately pleading eyes.

“I’m sorry.” Roman said, genuinely.

Virgil sighed, all anger he had leaving him in an instant. “It’s alright.” He replied, reluctantly. “I don’t… it was really nice you stood up for me, I do appreciate that. I just, I don’t want you to get hurt Ro, least of all because of me. I was so worried.”

“I know, I know but, I don’t want you to get hurt either, Virge.” Roman’s voice was honest and serious, Virgil wasn’t sure he’d heard him like this before, without a hint of bravado or humour. “What they said wasn’t right. It wasn’t okay. I couldn’t stand seeing the way you tensed up. They’d crossed a line, and getting beaten up will be worth it when they get expelled.” Roman said, determined.

Virgil sighed heavily again. He’d been so worried about Roman he’d almost forgotten those stinging words.

Why not just try and kill yourself again?

He winced. Now they knew. They probably knew already. Lots of people did. But lots of people didn’t as well. It’s funny how gossip travels, some people get left out entirely. But now they knew. Roman and Logan.

“I… I know a lot of people know me as the kid that attempted suicide.” The words rolled off his tongue without his permission, he looked down, trying to escape his own words. “I know that’s why I get those looks, even after two years, that’s all they see me as. Either someone to pity, or the punchline of a joke. But, it was different with you and Lo. I thought, maybe you didn’t know, maybe you didn’t have to. Maybe you’d see me for who am I, not what I’d tried to do.”

“Virgil…” Roman spoke softly, bringing a hand up under the other’s chin.

“You need to keep pressure on your-“

“Virgil.” Roman cut him off, forcing the other boy to look in his eyes. “…I’ll admit I’d known of someone who’d tried, I hadn’t known it was you. But, just because I know now, doesn’t make me see you any differently. I know who you are Virgil; you are loyal, kind-hearted, intelligent, fiercely witty and highly sarcastic… with a tendency to hiss at people. You are also strong. I’ve always known this. It doesn’t change now I know what you’ve overcome.”

“Thanks Roman… and thank you for being a complete fucking moron, in order to protect me. Honestly, where would I be without my Prince?” Virgil smirked, trying to lighten the sombre mood, but also feeling genuine gratitude.

Roman chuckled, hand still under Virgil’s chin, eyes flickering to his lips. It wasn’t until that moment, Virgil realised how close the two were to each other, and how the gap seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, until there wasn’t a gap and their eyes were shut.

It was the smallest sensation, the lightest warmth on their lips. It wasn’t like the films, there were no fireworks, or butterflies, or elongated make outs that had a cold falsity to them. None of that. But there was something. Something tugging at Roman’s gut. Something deep, but light. Something real.

It wasn’t what was on TV, it was just two nervous kids with no idea what they were doing, and that was so much better.

They pulled away, Roman’s lips stinging slightly from where he’d been hit. He blinked, then reattached their lips again, only for a moment. It was still shy, soft, and fleeting, but it still meant so much.

“Roman.” A voice jolted the boys backwards. “Pressure on your wrist.” The nurse smirked.

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This is the end of the 2021 releases and we go on hiatus until the next half of the season airs. In this time a couple of people write about what was wrong but in this perfect season nothing was wrong so there's no need but there's probably still something. Amber makes some great crack vids for us as well as a few other things and other people do the same. We all go feral and scream on our respective blogs and discord servers. Fanart and screencaps circulate. It's a great time to be alive. A few people comment on this post to see how my predictions were.

It is time for the 2022 episodes.....

Episode 7 - Snork is a nerd

-Snorkmaiden and co. are back as well with her eccentric brother who is ready to show off his magnificent invention

-basically similar shenanigans as the 90s eps with him

Episode 8 - The fillyjonk who believed in disasters

-what is says on the box lol

Episode 9 - Stinky is a smelly bitch

-stinky comes to the valley and annoys people

-people think there's a monster and try to catch it

-but it's really just stinky

-snufkin says his iconic stinky related quotes such as the classic "that was mean, stinky >:("

-there is also a summer party with the woodies with lots of flowers like in that one concept art

-at last snufkin dons his flower crown hat and all is right in the world. he has this hat design for the rest of the season and adds a feather to it in season 4

-the flowers symbolize him sort of growing more roots to moominvalley, which does become more of an issue in s4 now that he feels more attached to it so moomintroll has to help show him that it is okay for him to still wander and he'll always be there for him, this is when he will get the feather to symbolize that freedom. The hat will show that he can have roots to a place and have his freedom at the same time :)

Episode 10 - the queer i mean queen's emerald

-little my parts from her crew (for now, but we don't want to forget about this because people WILL come out with posts about forgetting she was a friggen pirate captain so we can't have that. she'll probably go back to them when the series is over and everyone kinda grows up and parts ways but yeah we've gotta doge this bullet please)

-Snufkin and moomintroll are just pickin' berries and having a great time

-they are holding paws and we are all crying

-then they stumble across thats right the queens emerald and they bring it home to investigate

-everyone's like oh that looks like what thingumy and bob had (kind of the same energy as people going "oh ur gay? I have a gay cousin" but like in a good way you know what I mean)

-little my is especially suspicious she knew those lesbians when she saw em and now... well it's a little weird they have a shiny rock too now

-in this episode in moomintroll's turn to have a queer crises and he talks to little my about this like,,, should he do something about this would he really have a chance?

-in the end they just keep the emerald safe in the cave and decide to leave it for anyone else who wants to have a gay panic too keep it safe

Episode 11 - we start to make moominpapa less of a dick

-we all know mv19 moominpapa is not the best so we need to fix that in a solid character arc that will conclude in s4 once he reads aloud his memoirs

-but now he's stuck in a draft

-basically he decides that he needs to make it more true to himself, the crew, and what actually happened. He wasn't always a hero and that is okay

-he also needs to understand how his selfish actions affect others

-also there's a subplot where he looses his hat or something to symbolize not being sure of what direction he should take byt he gets it back when he decides to be more true

Episode 12 - Moomin right along

-snufkin is having a stroll

-and he starts to have the feeling that maybe he doesn't want to leave alone this year.... which is wierd. he goes over his nature and everything he's thought up to this point

-of course he still wants to travel and see as much of the world as he can. that's why he leaves every year, after all. but another reason is because he wants to make sure he doesn't take moominvalley for granted. when he misses moomintroll it hurts, of course, but it always makes the returning all the more sweeter

-but now he's realizing maybe he did take it's stability for granted last november. and he's honestly a little scared it might happen again

-so maybe this time,,, just this time,,, moomintroll can tag along

-also they might finally have a glorious season of alone time away from sniff (derogatory) and everyone else not that he's been fantasizing about this for years now lol of course not

-he consults moomintroll about the idea and he is very excited and agrees!

-Snufkin suggests they go sooner rather than later (so they can go south before it gets too l=cold, since moomintroll isn't used to it)

-so moomintroll packs and talks about all the cool stuff they're going to do. little my does not hit him with anything this time. moominmamma expresses a little worry but after his season of adventure last winter she trusts he will do just fine and wishes him luck with wink lol why did she wink?? no one knows

-and off they go! another lovely indie song over a few mini fall/winter adventures!!

-oh and snufkin delivers this season's in your room you say/naturally which is "meet me in my tent"

Episode 13 - pining idiots stop their bullshit

-they come across a village and part which is common. after all, snufkin does still need his alone time. they always find each other again.

-individually they go through their final conclusive panics

-snufkin decides that it's finally time to admit his feelings and talks to the birds about this

-after all if he gets rejected he can just run away forever and moomintroll can go back to the valley and he will never have to see snufkin again. that's not a problem, if that's what he wants so be it

-moomintroll is more relaxed but has a similar monolouge

-he trades a villager for a little trinket which is a kind of moomin offering of courtship, a trinket that reminds you of the other

-then they meet back and oh my goodness snufkin does tell him!!

-moomintroll laughs and snufkin is ready to BOLT but then moomintroll pulls out the trinket and offers it to a very confused snufkin until he explains

-they are both dying and we as an audicne are loosing our minds

-they rest at each others sides while one last indie song plays and that it that's the season! :D

So all in all s3 takes inspriation from the 90s series and the smaller books while leaning into snufkin and moomintroll's feelings as they should because there's really only one way to go from here. Do i think this is what going to happen? probably not I don't want to get our hopes up but at least we have this and fix it fics so we should be fine :") I hope you enjoyed reading and taking a dive into the alternate reality that is a perfect season 3 (at least in my opinion please share your own episode/arc ideas with me if you wish! :D)

Hello friends. So, like many a person waiting on haitus I too have imagined what the perfect next season of moominvalley will be like. I'm sure there's bound to be SOMETHING wrong with it because idk no one at studios ever listens to common sense and community input? Idk man but here we are. I myself have decided to create a pretty solid season 3 and we'll see how much I get right or wrong. I'm sure this will age like Orange Juice (which by orange juice I actually how no idea if orange juice can spoil just like I have no idea WHAT the studio has in plan) but we do know a few things so I kind of tried to keep with the spirit, the way their characters have progressed and how far they still have to go, and also what we all want. Some things I have in mind will continue/happen in my fake season 4 so maybe I'll do that later we'll see but for now have a presentable season :)

(I'll put it under the cut I know it'll be long lol. also apparently there is a 10 image limit so I'll put the second part of the season in a new reblog don't worry)

Episode 1 - Moomintroll's grand adventure

-moomintroll gets a sea adventure all on his own. he learns the struggles of independence and gets to feel the wind in his fur. it's all rather lovely, but he finds that it isn't exactly as easy as he thought.

-Things to keep in mind: in this ep we want to show how he has become more independent and drifting from the kind of shadow his father left. He still wants to fit under it a little (that's why it's a sea adventure) but as it goes on he needs to realize he is his own person and that is great

Episode 2 - If snufkin feels one (1) more emotion he's gonna snap

-the moominparents, little my, and the lightouse keeper return to the valley on the keeper's boat

-the moomins go into hiberations and the fisherman and toft/toffle bond and find family in each other and go back to the island. This way they are both able to find the companionship they both so desperatly need and the fisherman basically adopts toffle, that way they don't need the moomins anymore :)

-so anyway, naturally, during all this snufkin is emotionally DESTROYED and runs off to the woods. there is nothing worse than skyrocketing your hopes only to have them come crashing down once again

-however, before runing away completely snufkin consults too-ticky who has just recently started to settle down in the boathouse for the winter

-he talks about his emotions, because he feels that she would understand this kind of thing, and how it's really weird. he's always missed moomintroll while he's away but it's different now and there's something different and maybe there alway has been he doesn't know!! it's all so confusing

-too-ticky gives him some wise words (basically: aye, ye gaye bastard) and he goes on his way

-Through the forest he sees several memories flash before him in the form of magical looking apparition that look really cool (the animators can flex their particle engines with the memories as illustrated below which I think would be,,, pretty cool)

-The memories are old, like when he and moomintroll first met or a few small adventures they've had

-he realized that he's never had a friend like this ever not even with the rest of his group or even the several interesting characters he's met on his travels

-at least.... never someone to come home to

-home. that scares him. he heads on his way and promises to find moomintroll again no matter what

-this memory montage has an indie banger over it, of course

Episode 3- Little My the Asexual Pirate Queen

-Little My isn't hibernating this year. She's decided to have her own adventure, if everyone else is getting one

-Pirates come to the valley and she boards their ship but gets thrown in the brig before she can do too much

-She meets a few people in the brig with her and they all stage a mutiny against the captain

-little my becomes the new captain with the person who helped her as her first mate

Episode 4 - Beauty Queen gets character development

-sniff and snorkmaiden look for snork

-they face a couple things and snorkmaiden shows how she can be a really great and independent leader

-snork, when they find him, is excited to go to the valley with them because he will be able to finally get all the materials to build his flying ship with/finally fly/test it!

Episode 5: The Real treasure was the bf (best friend) we had all along

-moomintroll meet little my and her pirate crew

-one of the pirates says they know about a treasure on an island and they go to find it

-kind of like the hattifattener episode

-but now with actual pirates and real treasure lol

-the find the chest and celebrate theier newfound riches

-now that moomintroll has had his adventures he decides that it's time to go back to the valley

-after all it is almost spring and he doesn't want to miss snufkin

-through this adventure moomintroll and little my aren't as mean to each other and understand each other more, becoming more like adopted siblings

Episode 6 - Backstreets back alright dunununn

-Snufkin is playing his newest spring tune solemnly against a tree

-here he is back in the valley but moomintroll still hasn't returned

-he puts up his tent anyway and basically mopes

-moominmamma comforts him over tea and they talk a bit

-the finally finally he's back babyyy

-now here's the most important part pay attention

-they both run across the way and collapse into a

-you guessed it

-spin hug!!

-which is as it sounds moomintroll picks snufkin up and they spin around (kind of like when snorkmaiden and moomintroll broke up but it's better and means the opposite)

-another indie song plays over this scene of course so everytime we listen to it on the album we can cry

-snufkin whispers "I missed you" in moomintroll's ear

-moomintroll laughs and says "now you know what it feel like" but in a teasing way he doesn't mean anything bad by it. he gets it now.

-but snufkin still stiffens and realizes what that means. he tries to apologize for leaving all the time and tries to promise things moomintroll knows it would hurt him to keep so he assures him that it is okay he understands and loves him no matter if they're appart

-snufkin has a gay panic moment obviously he doesnt mean it like *that*

-so they part each other's embrace on good terms and snufkin thanks him

-there is probably a sub plot to this episode but none of us remember what it was because we had whiplash for like a full 10 minutes after this

to be continued.....

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leorugiet · 7 years ago

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Seriously concerned for all of you people. Honestly.

I MEAN. THANK YOU. BUT. WHY.

First I’ll thank satan for making this number popular, otherwise me picking this number would just be kinda weird. Like. Why didn’t you wait for 700. Weirdo.

So as is custom dictates, I’ll make a graphic to celebrate this, cry about it in a way that may be construed as my not appreciating it, and then sit on my ass and do nothing much other than that. And still not work on drafts.

Seriously appreciate every single one of you.

This community is, no joke, one of the best RP communities I’ve had the pleasure of writing in. Everybody is very follow happy (obviously) which already makes it great for interacting, all the very open writers, very accepting to new ideas, AU’s, canon divergence, wild crack material and rare ships and all the shitposting, glorious amounts of shitposting. It’s all very well accepted to my surprise, and I enjoy every minute of it. I’m very happy that we communicate to each other, and plot all sorts of stuff, even though I really shouldn’t be grabbing onto so many plots. *looks at my drafts and sobs*

ANYWAY. TO THE ACTUAL BIAS LIST. FOLLOW FOREVER??? APPRECIATION LIST?? I DUNNO. WHATEVER THE COOL KIDS CALL IT.

VIP (Very Important Ppl. Super Important.)

@floweringeclipse - YOU. XIXI. WHAT HAVE U DONE TO ME. I’m kidding. We rip on each other a lot. You and your wonderful art which we honestly should be more grateful you share with us. All the dumb shitposts and heart wrenching gut twisting angst we write. I think people seriously wonder what is wrong with us. I wonder this too. But I’m so happy that Iris found her way here and became the number one not-daughter in Cor’s heart. He’s very pleased even if he says he isn’t. And boy he always says he isn’t.

@gnzlngr - You decided speaking to me ooc might be a good idea and that was ur first big mistake. All the plots and cute ship stuff and even the smut stuff is just 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit. I’m very very happy I spoke with you Autumn, even if I am just shitpost extraordinaire and you can make wonderful graphics and plots and stories, and not actually shitpost 24/7 like I do. Your Prompto just. HNG. I love him, very dearly. Best most beautiful boy.

@spineshattered - Remember when u had a serious RP blog. Me neither. dasfdgfhgj, I’m very sorry u were cursed with my presence Rafi, and I know we haven’t been following each other very long but I’m glad we RP and talk ooc, and share cat toe bean pics, trading them like yu-gi-oh cards in our chat. Your Aranea is incredible, and your graphics, and everything, and I have no idea how you got stuck with me, I’m very sorry for ur loss. But you keep doing Aranea, and writing in that wonderful style. It’s great.

@rexcrystallis - Dei. Deiii. I know we don’t talk very much, but you’re kinda the gateway drug into the community. I mean that as a positive thing, I swear. Your Noctis and many magnificent headcanons make me very happy. Give the characters the treatment they deserve. I think you’re a very welcoming part of this community and it makes a load of difference honestly. Bless u for it.

@abyssn - I love your Ardyn. Hands down my first favorite Ardyn blog. I was RPing with you on my Prompto too, but now I’m mostly on Cor and just pop into my other blogs, pretending I’m active. Love your writing style. It flows, and I just, *clench fist* I need it. Bless all the characters you write, but I’m shamelessly bias to Ardyn.

@utprosiim - *Rocky Balboa voice* ADRIENNE! ;A; I’m pretty sure our first interaction is Cor crushing her to death with a rock, so, ya know, OFF TO A GREAT START. Honestly I love Adrienne, even if Cor is a bitter bitch and acts like he isn’t happy around her. I love her story, and I know it’s hard to make OC’s, it’s been like, 84 years since I tried. Bless ur heart. Beautiful smol child who would murder me for a Klondike bar probably and I’d be okay with it.

@massadamnata | @heterochromiairiidum - Keviiin, I’m very sorry I usually just shitpost about ur muses on ur dash and take off like the most oddly specific cryptid. Your muses are a work of magic, honestly, and it’s always a joy to see you, even when we’re talking about ardyn’s daemon jizz or ravus gouging his eye out, and probably you wondering why I post about shit like this, but then actually offer concise and interesting headcanons from out of nowhere, finding gold bars in these trash cans, when it’s you I know it’s going to be good <3

Also VIP - more very important ppl

I love you all, I really do, I wish I could find a nice message to say to each of you, but this’ll have to do. I enjoy interacting, seeing you on my dash, overall just being around you guys. Thank you. I mean it. You’ve made this experience very exciting, and I can’t imagine it without you guys.

HONESTLY. Bless each and everyone one of you. I’m always happy to see you guys on my dash. I’m sure there are some I missed, and I apologize, I know it’ll take me forever to remember. Some people I tagged I know aren’t active, but, I just wanted to tag them anyway. They do make my day, and I’m always happy to see them around.

And also VIP - and even more very important ppl

We’ve interacted, IC and OOC, and I’m happy you guys give me the time of day, always around either on my dash or other RP partners who actually finish their drafts, and even if we don’t interact much, I’m happy to see you guys.

SERIOUSLY. I JUST. CAN’T SAY THANK YOU ENOUGH. I really enjoy being here, and I hope I’ll find myself spending a good amount of time enjoying and writing and creating with all you guys, and many more. Thank you for following me!

#ooc #ignore me #mun speaks #long post #follow forever #what am I even doing anymore #you guys are great #thanks for following me #I was actually a bot that produced shitposts all along

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breyito · 7 years ago

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Wishes

So, I feel like a piece of shit and I wanted to cry; and I feel better about crying when I cry while writing angst; so I decided I’ll break a few hearts today. You are warned, this is sad.

You can read it on AO3

“PETER, NO!!” Tony hears himself scream; but it’s too late. He knows it’s too late as he says it. He runs to the kid’s side and Rhodey and Barnes provide cover for them. He half holds, half drags the teenager to the nearest building that looks kind of stable; so that he can check the kid’s injury. War Machine and Winter are already back in the fight, although they are protecting the entrance, so that they can tend to the wound. Tony is incredibly grateful to them.

He tries contacting his armors again; tries talking to FRIDAY while he tears his jacket off to use as a bandage. He tears the Spider-Man suit even more (it already has a hole on it) and Tony prays that the wound isn’t so bad as that would suggest, but it is. It’s worse.

“Karen, vitals. How is he?” he asks the AI, while bundling up his jacket and pressing it to the wound. It worries him that Peter hasn’t said anything yet, just whimpers or little cries.

“Mr. Stark...it’s no good, boss. Peter is losing a lot of blood. His stomach, liver and aorta have been punctured. With no instant medical care, I’m afraid...Boss? I’m afraid he won’t make it.” she answers, voice trembling. She is young, but she’s learning; and she adores Peter. This must be hurting her too.

“Kid? Hey, kid.” Tony says, removing the mask. He taps the boy’s cheek a few times until Peter opens his eyes.

“Wha-? Wher-? Ow!” he says, breathing fast and looking at his chest, where the blood is pouring out and drenching Tony’s jacket.

“You were impaled and then thrown away a quite a few yards, Pete.” he answers, grim. “We have to try and contain the bleeding, alright? Until I can get one of my suits and get you out of here.” The boy nods, and puts his hands on his stomach, over Tony’s.

“...Bos-s?” he hears on his ear.

“Thank god, FRI! In how long can a suit get here? Any suit. Any. Peter is injured and I need to-”

“-I-m...zzorry, Bos-z, the suitz and I have been compro-missed...” she says, before going off line.

“No, no, no, no!” Tony yells, the reality setting in. He can’t leave this place; so Peter can’t leave this place. And there’s no chance of him surviving without medical care. “Where is the nearest hospital!?” he yells in his comm, trying to look for an alternative.

“Four blocks away; it was demolished by the first wave.” answers War Machine, in a tight voice.

“No, no, no, no...” keeps murmuring the engineer. Peter looks at him and holds his hand a bit tighter.

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not okay! You are fucking sixteen! You are not supposed to be dying! Not you, not you.” he repeats.

Peter makes a chocking noise and a bit of blood pours out of his mouth. Tony takes a deep breath and tries to calm down. He, he won’t fall apart in front of Peter. He is not the one dying here.

“What is it? Do you need to be prompted up?” he asks, already moving to fit Peter’s shoulders and head on his lap. “Better?” he asks, and then wants to slap himself for his stupidity.

“It..it hurts, Tony” whispers Peter, looking at him with shinning eyes full of tears. Tony swallows. He doesn’t...can’t believe that this young, smart and kind boy was about to leave this world. That he won’t have Peter’s smile as a company in his labs, the continue blabber that always cheers his days up, or that he will have to live the rest of his miserable existence without another hug from this kid that dig himself a hole in Tony’s heart and never left.

Tony would give everything he has, and he means everything, if with that would Peter would live. Because what do armors, and cars and houses and money mean when he can’t save this brilliant kid; when he can’t do anything but lay there and let him bleed out on his lap!? He would give his life too; but that’s not worth much, is it? He has tried everything; and nothing will work. The other suits are not responding, the nearest hospital is destroyed (as is everything around them), and the kid probably lost a chunk of his liver and his aorta; and Tony can’t do anything!! He wishes, oh, how he wishes that Peter hadn’t jumped in front of him. God, if only he had left on his suit (and he knows, he knows that he will feel so guilty for thinking that later; because that family needed to be out this area, but damn it, this is his kid!!) so he could get Peter some help; get him to a hellicarrier or something. They are trapped in this ruined floor of what used to be a nice building, with only parts of the walls as protection; and Tony barely managed to get Peter here and away from the actual fight. He is to old and too weak to help...to help one of the most important people of his life.

“Peter, Peter why...? Why!?” he half yells, tears falling on the kid’s cheeks, mixing with the blood on his face. “Why did you do that? I-”

“Y-you would have d-died...” Peter answers him in a murmur.

“You are dying!” Tony sobs, “Peter, you are dying and I can’t stop it.” he cries, burring his head on his chest.

“A-are you mad?” Peter asks with a grimace. “Because I’m sorry, Tony, I’m sorry, but I couldn’t let you die. I can’t lose another p-parent when I can do something to help it.” and now the kid is crying too and Tony feels even worse, because these are his last moments on this earth and Tony is making him feel guilty over sacrificing his own life, damn it.

“No, no, kid, I’m not mad.” he whispers, caressing the boy’s hair, trying to comfort him a bit. “I’m proud of you, Peter. You were magnificent out there. I just wish you hadn’t done that. I care about you, Pete, I love you like a son; the last thing I want is to see you die.” he weeps.

“Don’t leave!” Peter exclaims, trying to move and then crying out at the pain that caused him.

“Hey, hey, hey” Tony hushes him. “I’m not going anywhere, okay? I’m not leaving you.” he promises, more tears pouring out of his eyes. Peter nods minutely, relaxing as much as possible while being in such amount of pain.

“Can you...” starts the kid.

“Can I what?” asks Tony. “Anything you want, I’ll do it.”

“Can you sing to me? Like you do s-sometimes to your bots?” he shyly asks, blushing a bit.

“Yeah, yes, of course.” agrees Tony. “What do you want me to sing?”

“I don’t know...something soft. Calm.”

“Like a lullaby?” wonders the engineer. “I don’t know any lullabies...” but Tony already knows what he wants to sing to Peter. He probably decided he would sing this to him a long time ago; but never got around to do it, and he now regrets that with all his being. He wishes he could share this in a happier occasion, but he’s a sadistic selfish bastard, and he wants this memory; no matter how much it’ll hurt. “...but I might know something. Close your eyes, please. Try to relax, okay? The pain will stop soon enough” he says, swallowing a sob.

Peter listens to him (for once, he listens to him); and Tony lets out all the tears he was holding back. He has enough practice singing this song while crying.

“T-try to remember the kind of September when life was slow and oh, so mellow... Try to remember the kind of September when grass was g-green and grain was yello-ow...” he keeps singing, never taking his eyes of Peter’s face. His memory takes notice of every detail; because this is the last time he will see his boy alive. “... try to remember when life was... so tender that d-dreams were kept beside your p-pillow...” Tony knows that if he had let Peter’s dream be just that, a dream, this wouldn’t have happened. He tried to help the kid, and as always, he ended up ruining it all. Peter is dying. There’s...there’s no other choice here. No escape. No waking up from a nightmare. The kid was dying, every breath slower and shallower than the one before, and...and it was all his fault. “... D-deep in December it's n-nice to remember without the hu-rt the h-heart is h-hollow...” The last smile Peter ever gave was a small, beautiful thing; and Tony will cherish it in his heart forever. ‘Thanks for staying, d-dad’ are his lasts words, and Tony feels like a string has been cut inside of him, and then he’s burying his head in Peter’s chest and finishing the song between whimpers and sobs “d-deep in D-December ou-ur hea-arts should r-remember a-and f-follow...”

The scream that tears itself out of his throat when he hears nothing on Peter’s chest freezes the blood on every being that gets to listen to it; Avenger, Guardian, ally or foe.

So, did you enjoyed my angst?

(I forgot to tag you; hope you don’t mind I do? @digdipper09 @thecitylightshow @reioka @thealextheshipper @ifdragonscouldtalk )

#Dad!tony #Son!peter #Infinity war trailer #ficlet #angst #breyito writes

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hibernianbok · 8 years ago

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Spain, Netherlands and someone of ur choice as parents headcannons? Pretty please?

Well since you asked so nicely… Austria was decided via group decision Slightly basing the Ned ones off my granddad

Spain:

He truly loves being around children (IN A FATHERLY WAY BEFORE SOMEONE DOES THE PEDO SPAIN BS) and is probably going to be a great papi to any child he calls his own (except, you know, his colonies)

Loves to have lazy mornings in bed where the family all snuggle up and have breakfast in bed whilst watching the sunrise, or TV if something good is on. This is a weekend thing though, he need to work most days so weekends are lazy days.

Locks his storage room unless he absolutely must go in, he’s got a lot of dangerous weapons and painful stuff in there. If his children are old enough and mature enough he MIGHT let them in so that they can have a little blast from his past.

Teaches them how to dance like a pro. No exceptions, at all. The Tango and Salsa will run through their veins like the bulls run through the streets on sanfermines. He will teach them everything he knows and may ask Romano to teach them some stuff as well

Extremely protective of them, if anyone at all even glances at them funny he will admit a dark aura and possibly chase them down with his axe. Or if his child can hold him back he’ll yell angrily from the other side of the street.

Teaches them how to grow perfect tomatoes and grapes for wine. He’ll spend a lot of time in his garden and loves to have company with him when he’s tending to his crops.

Is that dad that has an instagram page dedicated to his children, all of the pictures have an adorable hashtag, examples of this would be “#makingtheirpapiproud” or “#Lookatmylittleangelbeingperfect” on a pic of them drawing on his wall or something

Tries to help them do great in school T R I E S, after they turn fourteen he completely blanks out from some of their homework, what is the mitochondria this paper speaks of? And why is it important? Like, what? Are you sure this is science and not some magic mumbo jumbo?

Gloats at world meetings about how amazing his children is. He’ll even spend his 2 minute speech time talking about his children then actual global stuff. Germany is probably going to have a rant at him for this.

Honestly just loves his children so much. He’ll do anything to keep them happy and they’re likely to be spoiled little brats because of this. He’ll often just spend his time being a good father than doing actual work for his land.

Dad rating: #Whatisworkwhenyouhavekids

Netherlands:

Is one of the strictest parents you could possibly think of. His children’s schedules are to the second, no slacking with this man as your dad.

That being said he is a very family oriented man, just look at his relationship with his siblings. He will take full days off work (papadag) just to spend time with his family. who knows, Maybe he might have a lazy day and have a family movie under a nice, cozy blanket.

Would never do any drugs or romantic stuff around his children. He is going to be a good role model for them and show them how to succeed in life without doing the weedz (intentional)

Quite a pushy parent, if his kiddos want to join a club or start doing a sport they better be going for gold. He ain’t paying for a class and having them drop out right after, what a waste of time and money.

He’ll teach them the art of money, everything he knows: Haggling, bargaining, promoting, “borrowing” etc. No pocket money though, the best place to start is from the bottom in his opinion.

Oh boy, they better be neat. He cannot stand a messy house so if that room isn’t cleaned by tomorrow they can kiss dessert and their laptop goodbye. Once it’s clean though they can have the laptop back, no dessert though, probably because he ate it after they went to bed.

Actual can’t stand when his children cry. His heart breaks (what heart?) and he must hug them, it’s a very awkward hug though, Human emotions and him don’t compute. The hug itself is quite nice though, they can hide under his scarf and he’s calmly stroke their hair to calm them down.

Makes sure his children spend a lot of time outside, this can be through many activities. His personal favorite being gardening. So long as his little ones don’t trample on the flowers he’ll quite happily show them how to grow the most beautiful tulips in the world *Cough* Takethatturkey *Cough*

When he goes to world meetings he’ll take them with him. If it’s just a one on one meeting he’ll get Auntie Belgium and Uncle Lux to take care of them. Before these trips he’ll kneel down the their level and point over to Miffy (His rabbit) Saying something along the lines of “Miffy, take care of them. I’m relying on you”

He’ll be very reluctant to show off his kind (Afrikaans, possibly dutch? For child) to the other nations, sure his siblings and his close “Friends” will meet and be able to talk to them but if anyone outside his circle even looks in their general direction he’ll swoop in and be an angry dutch papa.

Dad rating: Money on mother ducking mind

Austria:

Is in many ways a tiger dad, he expects his children to do well in life and he will push them if he must. When I say he pushes I mean Hungary or his S/o or whoever pushes because being a good parent is so stressful {Cue dramatic Austrian flopping}

Desperately tries to get his children into the art known as music, from a young age he’ll start teaching them the piano and xylophone, from that he will show them the true power of how a single note can become the start of a great symphony!

Sometimes his children will feel like they’re looking after him then him looking after them. Especially when they go {Austrian quiver} outside. They will probably need to hold his hand so he doesn’t get lost.

His children will have to depend on another germanic nation to take the on outings, especially if they want to go near water (He’s scared of marine animals). If they did manage to convince him to join it is likely going to be a trip to the opera or a musical.

They will learn proper etiquette from the day they can walk. He take pride in his proper and polite ways and is praying to everything holy that his children will at least chew with their mouth shut.

Anyone seen the sound of music? He is pretty much the equivalent of Georg Von Trapp: Strict, tough on his children, an amazing voice. If he has met or seen Mr. Von Trapp (and he probably has met him anyways so…) I think he’d base a lot of his parenting off of him. Including family song time.

Won’t make the same “mistakes” he did with Italy. If his children have any problems they must go to him. No exceptions, even if it’s something stupid like the villain from their favorite show died. They must tell him, no spoilers though.

Makes them do chores around the house, depending on how old they are will be the equivalent to hom much work they must do. So when they’re a baby they simply must put their toys away at the end of the day, when they’re a teen things like cleaning the living room.

Really enjoys baking with his children. If they would he’d be happy to teach them how to make sachertorte or vanillekipferl (praying I spelt those right) and it will always taste amazing! Probably because he has eaten so many through the years he knows how to perfect it.

Barley has any photos of himself and his children, he is quite camera shy and would hate to poison such a magnificent picture with his face (That physically hurt me to write that but he truly thinks that ;-;)

Dad rating: Proper

#hetalia #aph #aph hetalia #hetalia scenarios #hetalia imagines #aph scenarios #aph imagines #aph spain #aph netherlands #aph austria #papa headcanons

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imsarabum · 8 years ago

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Responses to {Part 19} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU Asks~

Please ‘Keep Reading’ to find my response to your ask ^^ As always, I have copied and pasted all asks into this post in regards to last night’s chapter to avoid clogging up people’s dashboards and to avoid spoilers for those who may still wish to read the chapter. Thank you ^^

@jynxy24 said: I CANNOT WAIT FOR YOONGI'S AND READER'S INTERACTION OMG THE ANGTS WILL BE COMING! Will there be gore tho? @-@

Although there wasn’t an interaction between Yoongi and the reader last night...there will be blood!

Anonymous said: I feel like Jungkook's mum will laugh at her saying 'its dracula'

It more so bothered her because it gave her an incline that the reader knows something or has a preconceived idea^^

Anonymous said: A small part of me hopes the series never ever end (even tho i am shit at suspense) because currently , tuesday is the highlight of my entire week

Well it won’t be ending soon! I can promise you that ^^ There is still a LOT to happen ^^ hehe, thank you so much my dear :)

Anonymous said: IT IS TUESDAY AND IM READY!!! I have my tissues just incase!! I also have some alcohol just incase 😐

Yay I hope you enjoyed the update! :D

Anonymous said: What to do when your crush lives your friend?:'-' I'll die. Anyway, sooo looking forward to tonight's chapter like omgggggggg in what time will u update?

I’m probably the worst person to ask for advice on that because I would just cry haha >< I always update between 9-10pm UK time ^^ I hope you enjoyed the update if you read it! Thank you so much :D

@kamcia12323 said: Omg can't wait for today's chapter. I have been waiting the whole week wanting to know what's lext! Thank you for the wonderful story, i have been following it from chapter 1 and love it. Hope you have a lovely evening.

I hope you enjoyed it if you got a chance to read it! Thank you for following since the beginning :) I hope you have a lovely evening/day too!

@pineapple-in-a-dress said: Im so excited for the new Junkook vampire au chapter, I love the story so damn much! it sucks so much that im in CET time, I'll think its time at 10pm but its 9pm at your place--

I hope you enjoyed the update if you read it! Thank you for loving it and staying up so late to read it! ^^

Anonymous said: Mom it's gonna be party lit af tonight with this update. Like my body is ready. I'm so excited 😊. I can't wait. DID YOU LIKE NOT TODAY? The video was so goooodd. And we best the record! I'm so excited. My albums are coming and it's just a BTS party this week. I'll be back later tonight with my thoughts on your lovely writings. ~LilKookie Anon

Litty titty party yay! haha I hope you enjoyed it Lilkookie :D And yes I LOVE Not Today! I’m listening to it right now actually ^^ I got my BTS albums yesterday and I got Jin and Hobi yay!!! Their cards are so cute :3 Both photos in the pink and blue albums are so wonderful, I’m really glad I got both now! (and yes - I have answered your second ask below so I hope you can find it!!)

Anonymous said: Omg life. I'm going out tonight and I won't be able to read I won't stop u until I get back. Pray for me. I don't have a lot of patience either. Luv ur work xx (and u xx)

Ahhh that’s okay you can always just catch up when you get home my love! I hope you enjoy it when you get a spare moment to read it, thank you and I love you too!

Anonymous said: Serrena has zero chill and I love her for it. Also Yoongi is my bias but honestly he might need some ice.😂 The only reason I can think of as to why Yoongi would need y/n is that he plans to turn random (or not so random) people and have her mature them quickly so he can make an army but I just remembered that he was surprised that Jimin was not a natum lamia anymore so he can't have known about that so I have no other theories😪

Ahh thank you so much for loving her character! *giggles* what an interesting theory though, I like that! muahaha~ Thank you for reading it and I hope it didn’t disappoint ^^

@omelys-space said: The new update was bomb ❤ Serrena is such a bad ass and I love her for it 😍😍😍 The way she handled Yoongi was gold I am so excited to see some more backstory on Jin, Hobi and especially Joonie as he seemed so different from the other two and what kind of human or whatever y/n is and how she will react upon hearing that her lover is a vampire Looking foreward to next week 😊 Thank you for your hard and amazing work ❤

Thank you so much for liking it and Serrena’s character! And yes, I really loved the way she handled Yoongi too - it truly was a silent battle haha ^^ In future chapters, there will be more backstory on the other Rogues, but it will go MORE in depth with Namjoon I suppose ^^ Those three are truly side-characters in this series, but Namjoon is the more dominant character of the three I think ^^ Thank you so much for reading and I hope you’ll enjoy the next one too!

@kookies-hoe said: ASDFGHJKLZXCVBNM DAYUM THAT CHAPTER MADE ME STAY AT THE EDGE OF MY SEAT, I LOVE YOUR WRITING SO MUCH!!!

I’m glad it kept you on the edge of your seat yay! Thank you so much for reading it, it means a lot to me! ^^

Anonymous said: MAMA SERENA FTW!! Also if Yoongi DOES know what I am (which I can't to find out next week hopefully), wouldn't he know ALL my powers, like how I turned Chimchim into a full vampire? And I love how Yoongi legit walked in there without a plan. XD ME

It appears that EVERYONE seems to know SOMETHING about her. The question is; are they all correct? Is each person missing a vital piece of information? Will Serrena be able to provide answers? Who knows :3 hehe AND HONESTLY SAME THAT’S SOMETHING I’D DO haha. He didn’t plan on the reader recognising him - that was the flaw in his plan. ^^ Thank you so much for reading it dear!

Anonymous said: How long are u gonna keep me waiting author nim?:( I need to know what she is!Your weiting gives me chills... I feel so frustrated I WANNA KNKWWWW

I will keep teasing you until you can’t take it any more ;D Hehe~~ Thank you for reading the new chapter!

@deangetoutofmyspleen said: it's tUESDAY I DABBED

*dabs with you*

Anonymous said: I FORGOT IT WAS A TUESDAY WOW HOW COULD I OMG OK I'M READY - silent anon

Hello silent Anon! I hope you enjoyed the chapter :3

@idilnuur said: OMG THE UPDATE KILLED ME!! KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK GIRL

Thank you so much my darling!

@jimiinie-cricket said: Hello! I just wanted to say that I've been having quite a hard time recently with stress, among many other things, and how much your Vampire Jungkook fic has helped me take my mind off of them. Once I found the first chapter I binged on everything you had published. Today was exceptionally difficult and I nearly started crying when I got home, but then I got a notif saying you updated!!!! I love this story & your writing. I get so excited for Tuesdays!! Keep up the magnificent work 💕💕

Ahh your message made me tear up a lot >< I’m feel so grateful to be able to provide a source of happiness for you in times that you feel that life is too much for you or things become a little too unbearable. I’m really sorry that you cried >< I wish I could give you a big hug and tell you that you are beautiful and everything will be alright ^^ Thank you for reading and thank you for sending me this message and remember that you are strong and you can accomplish anything. ^^

@noceurash said: I clicked on it as soon as the notification for I won't stop you popped up haha,, I'm excited for the next part!! Thank you for always updating!! I really enjoy your writing ily!! <3

Thank you so much for having notifs on and for reading the chapter my dear! You’re so welcome for the updates and I hope you enjoy the next chapter too :D I love you as well!

Anonymous said: SLAY SERRENA SLAY LOVE HER SO MUCH~ also hi mom how have you been? I hope you're not as stressed anymore *infinite amount of kisses* -panda anon

Truly the definition of ‘Slay Queen’ haha given the circumstances :D lolol Thank you panda anon - I’ve been ok ^^ Just continuing on with life and trying my best I suppose :D I hope you’re doing well too panda and thank you for reading the chapter :D

Anonymous said: Ok I'm finished! Absolutely amazing as usual 💝 and I'm so happy now that we're finally going to find out what the OC actually 'is'. Also that scene between Yoongi and Serrena was just fabulous 👌👌👌 and I love the way you're writing Namjoon so much wow 😄 thank you so much and I can't wait for next week !! - silent anon

Hello again silent anon! Thank you so much for loving the scene between Yoongi and Serrena, and for loving Namjoon’s character too! I’m happy to know that you liked the chapter and thank you so much for taking the time to read it! ^^

@koreaisanaddiction said: SARA OH MY GOD!!!! i though i knew what reader was but now im questioning! like fuck and now im really worried about namjoon!!!! like sara!!!! oh my God!!!!

Hehehe did I cause doubt for you? c: GOOD! ^^ And I know right? Poor Namjoon >< Altho, the thought of Namjoon calling Yoongi ‘master’ does things to me hahaha c: I’m dirty, sorry :P Thank you so much for reading lovely!

Anonymous said: Ohmaigawsh... Serrena in IWST part 19.... #momgoals... Usually, I'm a faithful jungkook stan, but gurl after this part, Namjoon's becoming a bias wrecker. That was beautiful. I hope you can hear my applause all the way from the US. <3

She is mum goals for sure! She actually reminds me a lot of my mum - that’s exactly her personality sometimes lol UH OH HIDE YOUR KIDS HDE YOUR WIFE NAMJOON’S COMING TO WRECK YAAA~ lolol ^^ Thank you so much my love, I’m really happy that you enjoyed the update ^^

@audreymv said: I am so freking like what?? Yoongi knows something and poor Namjoon, i hope he doesnt get hurt. Such a sweetheart. Dayumm Mom got sass, the queen i bow down to. Amazing as always. This is just too much and i love this so much. I hope we can see who (y/n) really is like what is the specialness. Gosh like i am getting answers but im not. Sara you are a art piece in itself

I think everyone thinks they know a little bit about her (as in, the characters in the story), but ultimately, they are all missing pieces of information. But with Serrena’s knowledge, hopefully she can set the record straight! As always, thank you so much for your amazing words, you really made me smile so much with that ^^ haha thank you for reading and I hope you’ll look forward to next week!

@mysr3 said: Saraaa!! what have you done! You just dragged me and left me hanging craving for more again! But this time the craving is so strong OMG! Breathtaking the whole chapter 19! Serrena is a badass Queen; Love Jungkook and Taehyung protectivness >< so heartwarming; Yoongi's smart ass character supposed to be hated but I just fell for it with a sympathy for him somehow ><, but tons of sympathy for Namjoon. Ahh so many feeling! Cant wait!! Sara well written and well detailed! Thank you Love ღღღ (cont.) PS Love the way you carried on the story even if it torture me to wait to know all the secrets. Its just so hard to guess or pin point what is the real reason behind the whole things. I just feel there will be big reveal of some sorts that will surprised everyone! Right??

I think there is an element of sadness for both Yoongi and Namjoon, because it’s kind of like the souls who lost their way a little? At least that’s what I feel sometimes ^^ And you’re 100% right! There will be a big reveal, but even at that - more will be revealed as time goes on because....well, you’ll see ;D hehe! Thank you so much for reading and I’m really happy you enjoyed it!

@fashionkilla124 said: Honestly Serrena is the most savage female vampire I have ever read about and I LOVE IT . I'm ready just to die and be revived for the next chapter because this is some next level shit going on and Im not ready . I had a stroke mid story and I had to collect myself. You are a really great writer and if you ever published a book and had a fan signing I would be first in line cuz yo stories be LITTT AF☺️☺️☺️😏👌😘😘

Ahhh thank you so much for loving her character! I’m sorry you experienced such health issues while reading hehe :P Thank you so much for your amazing compliments, they really make me smile and make me feel very happy ^^ Omg fan signing IN MY DREAMS lol but thank you for reading and I’m happy that you enjoyed the chapter :3

Anonymous said: AHHHH FUCK THIS CHAPTER WAS SO GOOD I'M CRYING???? SERENA IS AN ACTUAL BAD ASS OMG SHE'S ONE OF MY FAVE CHARACTERS NOW I LOVE IT SO MUCH GOOD JOB ON WRITING OMG

Ahhh thank you so much my dear!^^ I’m so happy that you love her character :3 Thank you for reading and enjoying it so much!!

@theninjachan said: Your updates for "I Won't Stop You" are always on time and the latest update was amazing as always. You are now my favorite Tumblr writer. 💘

Thank you so much for that, I feel honoured that you think that about me and I hope to continue making stuff that you find exciting and enjoyable to read my love ^^

@pandafish said: I loved the pettiness between Serrena and Yoongi! Poor Namjoon is an intelligent stuck with the wrong crowd :( I wonder if he'll be able to get away from Yoongi. Your Tuesday story updates always make me excited for Tuesdays! Like, I'll suddenly realize it's Tuesday which means IWSY update!!!

(I tried to tag you in this but I wasn’t able to, so I sent you a private answer as well in case you can’t see this!) Thank you for loving the petty scene between them both! And yes - the sympathy for Namjoon is real :c Thank you so much for reading the new chapter and I’m so happy that you get excited for Tuesdays!!

@jynxy24 said: SARA YOU ARE SO GREAT HONESTLY! IWSY was angsty bit it didn't make me feel mixed like I usually do😂😂 THE CHAPTER WAS GREAT LOVE KEEP IT UP PLEASEEEE :3 Stay Awesome, Sara😇😇

Awh thank you so much Jynxy :3 Thank you so much for reading and I’m glad you thought it was great! *hugs*

Anonymous said: When you wrote that Yoongi wanted the reader, like COMPLETELY, did you mean he also wanted to..."mate" with her too 😳 that is a really scary thought 😅 also will it be explained how yoongi knows about the reader and her abilities? Also, ALL HAIL SERRENA DAMN SHE IS THE QUEEN!!! So badass!

Hehe, you can take that whatever way you wish, but as with everything - all will be explained in due course! Everything will be revealed in time :3 And she is a badass queen! I wanna meet her in real life hehe =D Thank you so much for reading!

Anonymous said: GURLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL O. M. F. G. IM SO JUNGSHOOK. LIKE CAN SERRENA BE MY MOM? Like I'm so in love with her cuz she is the baddest bitch around. Omg. I'm shook. I love it. BUT THIS ANTICIPATION IS KILLING ME. MY LIL HEARTU 💜 Another wonderful chapter from a wonderful person. I love you. 💕 ~LilKookie Anon P.s. I have a routine dedicated to just this story. I wait until I'm in bed at 9 or 10 my time to make sure I can read uninterrupted can't have my mom talking while VampKook is stealin my 💜

She would make such a badass Mum! (well, she is in the story :P) hehe ^^I love you too lilKookie ^^ AWH YOUR ROUTINE IS SO CUTE c: And yes, we need as little distraction as possible to let VampKook make you Jungshook :3 lolol Thank you very much for reading it cutie ^^

@lostheretics said: to use her in wHAT WAAAYYY *silently cries, throwin myself into the fire* tbh queen Serrena is the best queen ever tho she's badass i love her<3<3 I CANT WAIT WHAT'S Y/N'S REAL IDENTITY? metaphorically i'm dying technically im dead while having a heart attack istg im waitin ily u da best bc u mixed up my feelings well<3

Nooo do not throw yourself into any fires! *pulls you back* hehe ^^ Thank you so much for reading and enjoying the chapter and I love you too! I’m glad I could mix your feelings up nice and good heh c:

@ananyak26 said: "Checkmate"xD ah.. Serena's sass nearly killed me! It was awesome!!!

Yes, checkmate indeed! She did a good job at roasting him lolol :3 Thank you so much my dear!

Anonymous said: tuesdays are my downfall thanks to you ㅇㅅㅇ thank you thank you thank you

Hopefully this downfall is a good thing! Hehe, thank you for reading my love ^^

@animeimmortal said: WHYYY DOES IT END LIKE THAT I WANT MOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Because...it does :P YOU SHOULD KNOW ME BY NOW THIS ISN’T SURPRISING ANYMORE i’M AN ASSHOLE WHEN IT COMES TO THIS LOL c: ily tho ^^ :3

Anonymous said: It gets better and better lmao and Guess who's 1004% stanning got7 now 😏 -eggyook anon

Thank you for reading eggyook! AND YAY I’M SO HAPPY TO HEAR THIS! Thank you for stanning GOT7 now :3 ahh I’m smiling so much!

Anonymous said: Damn it Sara 😂 I thought you were finally going to reveal what y/n is and what yoongi wants with her LOL. Uggghhh gotta wait another week now 😖 STILL GREAT AS USUAL THO 💕💕💕 -7:45 anon

You thought wrong! You’ll just have to be a little more patient my dear :3 Hehe, thank you so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless!

Anonymous said: On a level of 0 to serrena how savage are you?

LITERALLY lol she has no chill whatsoever but hey, she’s the Queen. She can pretty much for whatever the heck she wants :P

@doubletroublesince1994 said: OMG WHY DO YOU ALWAYS LEAVE US WITH A CLIFFHANGER 😭😭😭😭😭

The chapter has to end at some stage! lolol Would you prefer it if I left the chapter off during some mid-sentence? xD It’s better to leave it on some kind of a cliff hanger to gauge curiosity and elicit desire for more ;) Hope you enjoyed it anyway! Thank you very much for reading :D

@aogintsu said: Omg. I completley forgot about tumblr for a while and youve reached chapter 20 already, i must read them all now

Ahhh welcome back lovely! And yes c: Chapter 20 will be out next week! :3 I hope you will have fun while catching up on the story! :3

@rachelsmusicallife said: I completely binged "I Won't Stop You" last night until 5am. And it was just so amazing I had to tell you. Your writing a so beautifully done, some parts honestly make me wanna cry. It is so well written and gripping it amazes me. Keep going girl. I look forward to so much more 😊

Ahh I’m so happy that you’re enjoying it! I’m so happy that you think it’s beautifully written, that makes me so incredibly happy and you made me smile a lot. I hope you’ll enjoy the future chapters and thank you very much for reading it and messaging me to let me know ^^ I hope you have a great day!

#I Won't Stop You #IWSY #Responses #Asks #imsarabum

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watchilove · 6 years ago

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Urwerk surprised me at Basel world with three magnificent watches: a black edition of the Urwerk UR111c and two original UR-T8 interpretations. Please read below the press release of the Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra. The full hands-on review will follow soon.

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra

The UR-111C Black …Beyond belief

Once you have seen it, it is impossible to get the UR-111C Black out of your mind. It seems deliberately designed to mesmerise. At first glance, it is the fiery contrast of the orange markings against the dark case that captures the imagination. Then the case itself. You can almost feel its balanced and fluid lines moulding to your wrist. Like all of URWERK’s watches, it’s built to astonish, albeit on traditional mechanical watchmaking principles. And it’s true to URWERK’s purpose — to demonstrate unusual and unexpected ways of telling the time on your wrist.

There’s one certain thing about the UR-111C Black. You’ve never seen anything like it before. The grooved case in black-coated steel and titanium curves along its ample length and width. The curved sides are held by transversal screws in half pipes. And what’s that roller in the middle for? Or the lever along the side of the case? Nothing is obvious, all is intriguing.

To appreciate a work of art, you must understand its creator. Martin Frei, URWERK’s designer and co-founder, is a master of intriguing design in which every detail reveals another to draw you deeper into the soul of your watch. No feature is gratuitous, lines and volumes are meticulously thought out and coordinated into a coherent and harmonious living instrument.

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra

Lateral thinking

Creating the unknown necessarily involves a great deal of imagination with a commensurate amount of technical expertise. These are combined in the person of watchmaker, Felix Baumgartner, Martin Frei’s co-founding partner. The case had to be built around the unprecedented construction of the UR-111C Black’s movement, which put the indications at various and seemingly peculiar positions on the face. Furthermore, each indication is unconventional, if not original, according to URWERK’s signature horological speciality. The relatively bulky and unusually shaped movement could not be cased up in the ordinary way, through the top or the bottom of the case. It had to go in through the side. The case is therefore made up of three parts; the first two support the flanks of the movement while the bigger central part fits closely around it.

The same lateral thinking that conceived the lateral casing up of the movement is equally applied to every aspect of the little machine on your wrist. If you step far beyond the bounds of conventional watchmaking, there are no longer any conventional solutions to the problems you create. URWERK’s crew of watchmakers and technicians might be small, but they abound in creative imagination and the skills to implement the impossible. Thus, the glass plate indicating seconds alone, two different displays of the minutes on rollers, indications at the bottom of a sculptured case measuring 46mm long and 42 wide. If the UR-111C Black is beyond belief, it’s because it’s by URWERK.

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra

Ruling without a crown

URWERK’s watches are deliberately puzzling because watches are not supposed to look like that. You do not immediately know how they work or how they are made. The UR-111C Black follows this fundamental rule. You will have to figure it out, but here are some clues. You will notice that there is no crown sticking out of the side of the case. Instead, there is a sort of lever. And then there’s this fluted cylinder across the middle of the face. Make the connexion.

The two functions of winding the watch and setting the time have been separated. The short, knurled crown of the ordinary watch has been transformed into an accessible long cylinder that you roll with a thumb or finger to wind the watch. Fully wound, the UR-111 Black keeps going for 48 hours. To set the time, you swing out the lever on the right of the watch. This switches the roller to time-setting mode. Rotate the roller in either direction to set the time on the other cylinders. There are of course no hands on the UR-111C Black.

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra

Double minutes

In 2009, URWERK introduced the CC1 King Cobra. It showed the time on a linear scale on a rotating cylinder and was the first of URWERK’s special project watches. This collection comprises timepieces with original indications and functions that are apart from URWERK’s wandering-hour based watches. The King Cobra was distinguished by its multi-level design with indications in separate zones and a complete absence of hands. In many technical respects, the UR-111C Black is its descendant.

Like the King Cobra, the UR-111C Black displays its indications on the bottom of the case. With the watch on your arm the indications are on the side of your wrist so that you can tell the time at a glance without having to turn your wrist. With your arm in its natural position when you walk, sit or drive, the time is always in your line of sight. URWERK has arranged the time display in three zones shielded by curved sapphire glasses. Reading from the left, the hours are marked in Arabic numerals on a rotating cone instead of by hands. The cone jumps forward to the next hour on the hour. Opposite, on the right side of the watch, a matching graduated cone rotates once an hour to give an exact reading of the minutes. Between the two, a wide window repeats the minutes in a stunning display that provides a new slant on the linear minutes of the CC1 King Cobra.

The linear minutes display consists of a rotating cylinder marked with a helix line spiralling along its length. As the cylinder rotates, a section of the helix line moves along a graduated scale of minutes marked at five-minute intervals. But in the UR-111C Black, the scale slants diagonally across the display instead of being in line with the axis of the cylinder. This means that the cylinder only has to turn 300 degrees to bring the helix to the 60th minute at the end of the scale. Then the cylinder snaps forward 60 degrees to complete the rotation, bringing the helix line back to its start position, in an apparently retrograde action. In the UR-111C Black, the markings are in orange, the helix in Kryptonite green, while both the 60th minute on the linear scale and the 60th second of the seconds’ display are in yellow.

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra

Dispersed seconds

The studied and ergonomic layout of the UR-111C Black’s indications governs its design. The seconds are thus far from the hours and minutes, beyond the winding and setting roller, under a framed glass window. Digital seconds, orange against black, look strangely magnified as they pass across a circular window in sinuous progression. The five-second numerals are mounted on two wheels — split between even and odd numbers and appear in turn as the opposing wheels counter rotate. Each wheel with its numerals is skeletonised using a LIGA process, and weighs just 0.025 grams. The tiny numerals would be impossible to see were they not brought into visual range by a dense cluster of precisely aligned optical fibres situated a tenth of a millimetre above the numerals.

A matter of form

URWERK’s outstanding designs are matched by the dimensions of its watches. The extraordinary displays of time can only find their true expression if they are clear and visible — and that requires space. The volumes and shapes are also governed by the artistic vision of Martin Frei.

Yet the UR-111C Black is certainly the URWERK model that is most at home on a slender wrist. Comfort is assured by the form of the caseback, which follows the curve of the face of the watch. Try one on for a perfect fit of the bones and muscles of your wrists. You would not expect a timepiece of that unique size and shape to be so comfortable to wear. But then surprise is always part of the URWERK experience.

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra Technical Specifications

UR-111C Black – limited production of 25 watches

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra

Retail price: CHF 130’000.00 (excl. tax)

MOVEMENT

Calibre : Selfwinding calibre with stop seconds

Jewels : 37

Escapement : Swiss lever

Frequency : 4 Hz

Power reserve : 48 hours

Materials : Anodized aluminum cylinder; LIGA-processed seconds wheels.

Surface finishes: Circular graining, sanding, côtes de Genève, polished screw heads.

INDICATIONS

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra

Jumping hours

Retrograde linear minutes

Digital minutes

Digital seconds relayed by optical fibres

CASE

Materials : 316SL steel and grade 5 titanium, PVD coated in black

Dimensions : Width 42mm x length 46mm x thickness 15mm

Glass : Sapphire crystal with anti-reflective coating

Water resistance: Pressure tested to 30ATM / 100’ / 30m

Surface finishes : Sanding; satin finish

Urwerk UR-111C Black Cobra

Baselworld 2019: Urwerk Novelties – The UR-111C Black Cobra Urwerk surprised me at Basel world with three magnificent watches: a black edition of the Urwerk UR111c and two original UR-T8 interpretations.

#baselworld 2019 #independent #independent brand #independent watchmaking #UR-111C #urwerk #Urwerk UR-111C

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Klimt-o-mania at the Legion of Honor

Gustav Klimt and his Viennese beauties come to us via the Legion of Honor in celebration of the centenary of Rodin and Klimt's deaths.

Each day hundreds—nay—thousands of individuals shuffle through the doors of the Legion of Honor for the chance to stand elbow-to-elbow with complete strangers while contemplating art, battling museum fatigue, getting reprimanded by museum guards, and wondering what why the heck Rococo was a thing. If you’re lucky, you may even get a few perfectly placed instagram pics along the way (as long as you're aware of your surroundings). Just look at what I snapped while casually meandering to the car.

The museum is used to all this. It’s us who should be preparing because it's about to get so. much. busier. on that hill with the arrival of their latest boon to two masters, Klimt and Rodin: An Artistic Encounter. Like Urs Fisher and Sarah Lucas before him, Klimt’s work is thoughtfully placed within Rodin’s to dialogue with and draw new meaning from his sculptures.

How's this for a tragic love story? Although they only met on one occasion, Gustav Klimt and Auguste Rodin were soul mates for their whole lives. They even died within four months of each other, and if that’s not destiny I don’t know what is. Now, almost a hundred years after their respective deaths, Gustav Klimt is finally taking his very first trip to California to visit his longtime artistic equal (and unrequited BFF?). When the two masters are viewed side-by-side, the parallels are undeniable: aside from obvious similarities in technique and subject matter, they were both highly criticized for breaking artistic boundaries. Rodin pioneered an artistic language that proved highly influential to this particular group of Viennese visionaries.

Many of the Klimt pieces on display are having their grand debut in the U.S., and all of them are on the West Coast for the first time, making this the first major exhibition of Klimt’s work in America. Despite a serious lack of gold, this exhibition left us in a state of Klimt-induced euphoria for the rest of the evening—it's definitely not to be missed. And as always, we’re here to pique your interest with a sneak preview of some heavy-hitters.

Portrait of Johanna Staude by Gustav Klimt in the Austrian Gallery at Belvedere

But first, we couldn’t resist handing out some Sartle swag. The glasses go with her ensemble, no?

Replica of panel 10 ( the Arts) from the Beethoven Frieze (left) and Replica of panel 11 (Paradise Choir and Embrace) from the Beethoven Frieze (right) by Gustav Klimt at the Austrian Gallery at Belvedere

The tone for the entire exhibition is set by these replicas of Klimt's Beethoven Frieze—a work that can, under no circumstances, leave its hometown. In fact, today it remains in the very same building that hosted it during the infamous 1902 exhibition of artists belonging to the so-called Vienna Secession movement. Of course, Klimt and his rebellious gang recieved this title because they were literally seceding, or removing themselves, from the artistic movements of the past to usher in a flourishing new age of Modernism in Austria.

The exhibition was a collective homage to the composer, Ludwig van Beethoven, and featured work from twenty-one different artists. Klimt's contribution was this 112-foot-long frieze that lined the walls of the entire building, a visual representation of Beethoven's Ninth Symphony. They had every intention of destroying the work immediately after the closing of the show that spanned just two months, until the Secession fortuitously decided to leave the work intact, as they would be displaying a major Klimt retrospective the following year. I hope whoever made that decision got a raise, as it's the only reason that we can still view the work today.

It was subsequently purchased by Carl Reinighaus, a major art collector and patron, cut into seven pieces in order to be removed from the wall, and stored in a furniture depot in Vienna for the next twelve years. He eventually sold the whole lot, at which point it was obtained by a Jewish collector who held onto it for a while before Austria could purchase it back. Whether it was given up willingly or forcibly purchased is questionable, but that's another blog for another day. The piece received some well-deserved R&R (rest and restoration) for the next��ten years while a room was prepared in the basement of the newly renovated Secession building to welcome it home.

The Virgin by Gustav Klimt at the National Gallery in Prague

Before unleashing us into the exhibition, Dr. Tobias G. Natter, the guest curator of the exhibition, specified the three themes that persist throughout these thirty-six works by Gustav Klimt: color, ornament, and eroticism. The Virgin presents us with all this and even a little somethin' extra.

As the title explicitly states, the woman in the middle is his representation of a virgin. Honestly though, if I didn't know the title, I would probably think that she was giving birth because of the gloriously vibrant colors and decoration pouring out from her spread-eagle legs. Although it's admittedly quite difficult to tell which limbs belong to which body in this angelic cuddle sesh, Klimt's pleasing composition draws us into this entanglement that likely represents the transition from adolescence to womanhood (cue B. Spears).

Like many others, this piece rarely leaves Viennese borders—it's journey to San Francisco is the first time it has traveled in over twenty years.

Nuda Veritas by Gustav Klimt at the Austrian Theatre Museum

Nuda Veritas was basically Klimt's response to the haters; an early 20th century version of Taylor Swift's Look What You Made Me Do, only much less contrived. The text at the top of the panel reads, "If you cannot please everyone with your actions and your art, you should satisfy a few. To please many is dangerous." At the bottom, "Nuda Veritas" (nakedness is truth) is scrawled in large letters. It was intended to be huge middle finger to everyone who told him that his work—for both the nude bodies and avant garde style—was too risqué, or that he should disguise his nude figures with allegory and symbolism. It is, in effect, his manifesto.

Nuda Veritas by Gustav Klimt at the Austrian Theatre Museum (left) with The Age of Bronze by Auguste Rodin at the Legion of Honor (right)

Rodin's Age of Bronze was also highly controversial at its inception, causing a similar scandal for exactly the same reason. Both are completely rooted in the here and now, devoid of any attempt to disguise the naked body.

Portrait of Ria Munk III by Gustav Klimt in The Lewis Collection

After 1900, Klimt began painting and drawing exclusively women. He was always fascinated with the female form, but at a certain point he began obsessing over it. This particular female portrait represents Ria Munk, the niece of one of Klimt's most important patrons, Szerena Lederer. Munk committed suicide at the age of twenty-four, which makes it likely that Lederer had this portrait commissioned posthumously. This could explain why he found it difficult to finish this piece, as is apparent by the amount of it left untouched. Although an uncommon occurrence, unfinished work offers us a glimpse into Klimt's mind and artistic process.

After Rodin saw the 1902 Beethoven Exhibition, he sat down to a meal with Klimt and remarked, "I've never before experienced such an atmosphere—your tragic and magnificent Beethoven Fresco...What is the reason for it all?" Klimt slowly nodded his head and responded with one word, "Austria."

Klimt and Rodin: An Artistic Encounter will be on view through January 28, 2018. Unless you plan on making a trip to Austria, this may be your first and last opportunity to see this much Klimt all in one place. So, what are you waiting for?

If you're interested in learning more about the exhibition and its content, you can check out the Legion's digital story, which presents a stylish and informative overview of all the artwork.

Until next time!

By Rose Cannon

#gustav klimt #auguste rodin #press preview #legion of honor #sartle news #art museums #art #art history #san francisco #art exhibition

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