#watching the painted lady rn

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

My sib put on the Last Airbender and re-watching it I am reminded of how good storytelling can be I miss this show

[moodycarcass]

Irreparably fucking up my YouTube recommendations and general ads by watching silicone infant doll tutorials so I can make the pt sink baby real

[makismei]

❝ INVISIBLE STRING

♡ gn!reader x fushiguro toji

cw: established relationships, fluff fluff fluff!, piano playing reader, toji is annoying but you love him anyway, HE IS LOVESICK ! I BELIEVE HE IS A MAN WHO LOVES VERY DEEPLY FIGHT WITH THE WALL IF YOU DISAGREE

synopsis: he thinks he was always meant to find you

wc: 600+

notes from mei!

had fun with this one <333 it's been a min since i've written smth im so happy to be here rn! <3

you feel him nudge the keyboard. you understand that playing on the bed isn't ideal, but your stool broke and you don't have the energy to fix it.

so you're here, taking up a good chunk of the bed, leg dangling over the side so you can use the pedal.

"babe, stop." you sigh, rolling your eyes as you restart the same bar for the third time. adjusting your headphones, you mess around with the headphone cord that is way too short, trying to put it in a spot that doesn't interrupt your playing.

"just take the damn headphones off, lady." you hear, although it's slightly muffled and the sound of the keys drown him out.

you suck in a breath, trying to maintain the rhythm. "can't."

a hand slithers its way to the power button and you can see his shit-eating grin. "toji."

he puts his hands up, grin widening when he sees you pull your hands from the keyboard, sliding your headphones off. "m'not doing anything, baby."

"seriously though, babe," you can't see it because your sheet music is covering it, but you know he's fidgeting with the headphone plug. "why d'ya need this?"

"so i can't hear you." you deadpan.

toji rolls his eyes. you sigh.

"i don't want you to hear it when it sounds bad." you say, sliding your headphones back on. "you can hear it when it's finished and memorized."

you continue on and all he hears are the plastic keys clacking, he watches your eyebrows furrow and your eyes move across the page.

eventually, a hand lifts to flip the page as the other continues dancing across the keys, and he thinks that he could do it for you if only he could hear what you're playing, it can't be that hard to flip a page.

but he watches, silently, because if he listens hard enough he can hear the music bleeding from your headphones. he can also hear the sound of you pressing the pedal too hard and your quiet breathing.

he thinks you're beautiful. he also thinks your playing is perfect.

every time he looks at you he thinks that everything he endured was worth it, because the further he traveled down that dark tunnel, the more he went wild and lost himself in bloodlust and greed, he found you.

he's still not sure how you both ended up in the same place at the same time, but he thinks it was fate and toji never believed in "outrageous shit like that," until he met you—his darling angel that he'd do anything for.

and now he's here—in your apartment that's too posh and neat for a rugged man like him, in a room with an open window, sunlight painting the white walls and he can hear children laughing—breathing in your scent and engraving your image into his memory because he absolutely can't and will never forget you.

toji likes to lie and says that he's a changed man now that he's met you. but he's still the same, rough edged, foul-mouth bastard and he knows it when he sees the pained look on your face when he's gone too far, listening to you cry and hating that he's on the other side of the door instead of being there next to you.

(he ends up there anyway, because he'd never want you to believe his words when he gets mad, cursing himself for not biting his tongue sooner).

but he knows, where he is right now is where he was always meant to be.

he can feel it and he wonders if he's going insane.

but he meets your gaze when you look up from your keyboard, a bashful smile slowly stretching on your lips and he couldn't care less if he was going crazy.

❝ and isn't it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string tying you to me?

[gorgonwrites]

bound to you (part 2)

diluc x fem!reader

wc: 2, 205

authors note: okay i know i said i like jumping into the thick of things but i am such a SLUT for characters slowly falling in love and the tension of dancing around one another before they get together UGH! here is a part 2 for my first fic. :) also! this is a side blog and i realized im not really able to interact much with other accounts here. i might eventually move things over to my main blog bc i dont do much over there anyways. dont be alarmed if "witchcraftandwhisky" replies or likes something lololol. thank you for the love <333

CW: 18+, fem! reader, reader is an artist! slight voyeurism, diluc accidentally catches reader masterbating, MDNI!!!, diluc AND reader are still dancing around each other rn ugh just fuck already damn

It’s been days since you briefly spoke with your husband, Diluc. He’s kept himself busy with the remainder of the harvest season, and you’ve felt uncharacteristically shy in his presence after his impromptu visit to your chambers. You have the perfect view of the vineyard from your window and you couldn’t help but greedily watch him, shirtless and hair tied up to stay off of his neck. He’s tanned quite a bit since he’s been home and you were pleasantly surprised to see the explosions of freckles that have erupted on his skin. Cute, you thought. There was some jealousy though, and you cursed the sun for being able to caress his skin so easily. You clapped your hands to either side of your face to rid yourself of the thought, and decided to be productive rather than wasting your afternoon in your window. 

Your eyes drifted to the corner of your room and after further inspection, you found your paints and canvases that had been long forgotten. I’ve hardly painted since I’ve been here… maybe some sketching will do my mind some good. You rummaged through the pile of art supplies to find an old sketchbook and some pencils and decided to find a shady tree outside. Adelinde greets you at the door of the manor, umbrella in hand to shield you from the hot summer sun. You both find a large tree with a lovely view of the vineyard and the manor, and you begin to sketch while chatting away with the head maid. 

After what felt like hours, a large shadow was cast over your sketch, and you were forced to look up and squint into the sun. Your husband loomed over you, glistening with sweat and looking curiously at your sketchbook. You quickly clutched it to your chest, startled by his sudden appearance. 

“Good afternoon, Master Diluc.” you couldn’t bring yourself to address him so casually yet, and his slight change in expression at your insisted formality was not lost on you. You began to fidget where you sat, and broke eye contact with Diluc to glance out at the vineyard where the rest of the men worked. 

“Oh, I think one of the boys needs me. Excuse me my Lady, Master Diluc.” Adelinde quickly said, winking at you before she gathered herself and quickly walked away. Up to no good. You tried to smile, but it came out looking like a grimace at your husband. 

“Y/n, good afternoon. I didn’t know you were an artist. May I see?” Diluc sounded as gentle as always, and you couldn’t help but hand your sketchbook over to him.

“I think saying I’m an artist is a stretch,” you sputtered, “it’s just something I do to pass the time. It calms my mind.” You didn’t know why him referring to you as an artist felt so embarrassing. You watched him closely while he flipped through the pages, noticing how his brows pinch together while he concentrates. He stopped suddenly, and chuckled. 

“Who, might I ask, is this?” He turned the sketchbook around only to show you a sketch you had done of his portrait that hung in the grand room of the manor. You gasped and snatched it from his hands instantly, curling in on yourself. You had drawn that not long after your arrival to the Dawn Winery, when you were still slightly optimistic about how your marriage to your husband would turn out. Diluc let out a roaring laugh, having to lean over you and brace himself on the tree so he didn’t fall over. You looked up at him and realized this was the closest you had ever been to him. You hadn't noticed just how many freckles had appeared on his skin. You noticed how his eyes crinkled when he smiled, and you saw fine red hair peppered across his chest. You also noticed faint scarring on his arms and stomach, and you mindlessly reached out to touch them. Diluc hissed at the sudden contact and quickly retreated out of reach, his own hands covering where your fingers had brushed. 

“I’m sorry!” you squeaked. You knew your husband couldn’t stand the cold, and you had been sparingly using your vision to keep yourself cool while you sketched. You knew your touch felt unpleasant. 

“I know you don’t like the cold, that was thoughtless of me.” you quickly apologized, feeling sorry and even more embarrassed than you already were. You made eye contact with him and Diluc held your gaze, looking confused. 

“How did you know that?” he tilted his head, letting go of his side and crossing his arms.

“Oh I, ah- you don’t like the cold so I’ve heard.” Adelinde had discussed Diluc’s aversion to the cold with you before, but you didn’t have many details as to why.

“I try not to use my vision while you’re home, but it’s exceedingly hot today.” you mumbled, bringing your sketchbook up to hide your face as you finally looked away from your husband. 

“I see. You,” he cleared his throat, “don’t have to do that you know.” You looked up at him again, noticing how red his face and ears were. Was it from the sun, or was he blushing? You couldn’t be sure. 

“That was actually why I came over in the first place- everyone wants more of the frozen drinks you made the other day. And I- I thought that may be something to keep you busy for the rest of the afternoon.” He was talking into his hand, still unable to look at you. Oh, how the tables have turned. You felt a wicked feeling bubble up in your chest, and you grinned ear to ear. 

“Oh, Master Diluc, you’d have your little wife work tirelessly to serve drinks to your employees? How indecent of you.” you smirked, resting your chin in the palm of your hand while you wait for his response. He gathered his composure quickly, and leaned over you to whisper in your ear.

“My little wife doesn’t know just how indecent her husband can be, hm?” his voice was low and felt hot in your ear, and he moved away from you all too quickly. You sat astounded, frozen in place. He’d never spoken to you in that tone before. He cleared his throat again, and his regular formal demeanor returned. 

“Besides, we don’t want you to die of boredom, do we?” he wasn’t smiling, but you heard a hint of playfulness in his voice. You shook your head in agreeance, still astounded by his sudden brazen comment. He nodded to you, and then quickly left to return to his work. You could feel the heat rising in your chest, heading straight for your core. You rubbed your thighs together in hopes of quelling your growing arousal, but it had no effect. You silently curse yourself, trying to regain your composure as Adelinde returns to your side, a smile on her face. 

“Shall we head to the kitchen?” she politely asked. You nodded again, not trusting your voice in the slightest. You gathered your things and stood up on wobbly knees to head back inside. You needed a reprieve from the sun, and you jumped at the chance to freely use your vision. Your mind wandered aimlessly as you worked, and you wondered if your husband would ever come to tolerate your touch. Why does he not like the cold? Is this the reason you rarely see him? What does he do when winter arrives? Your thoughts raced, one flowing right into the other. You realized you had long since been done with the frozen drinks, and Adelinde was calling your name frantically.

“Lady y/n! Are you alright?” you blinked in response, and realized it was snowing lightly in your kitchen. You tried to laugh it off, but Adelinde knew better.

“I’m okay, don’t worry. I was getting a bit excited while making everyone their drinks. I’m happy to have something to do!” you smiled, picking up the tray and turning to head back outside. You needed to get to your chambers as quickly as possible before the relentless heat between your thighs became unbearable. 

Diluc couldn’t get out of his head for the rest of the afternoon. His brief loss of control with you earlier was at the forefront of his mind, and he couldn’t stop thinking about how you looked at him afterwards. Your eyes turned hazy and a flush had quickly formed on your chest and neck. It was the heat, he told himself. He felt so bold in that moment, but now he wanted nothing more than to leave the manor and not return for a few weeks to let himself rebuild the wall that was quickly crumbling around him. With the final harvests coming to an end rapidly, he was going to be around Dawn Winery much more than usual. He usually welcomes this time of year, when he can spend a little more time to himself and rest. This year, he could feel dread slowly building inside of him. Maybe he couldn’t entertain you and keep himself as composed as he first thought. He greatly underestimated your ability to fluster him, and there was still a part of him that was reluctant to grow close to you. Growing close to someone means there's an opportunity to lose them. He quickly pushed the thought to the back of his mind, and decided he’d pay another visit to your chambers.

As he walked across the manor, he thought about if you needed more art supplies. You were quite talented, and he selfishly wondered if you had drawn him more than once. You had given him a happier expression than the one displayed in his portrait, and the thought brought a smile to his face. He decided to find the best supplies money could buy in all of Teyvat as a gift for you. He came to a halt, realizing he was at your room quicker than he expected. He raised his hand to knock softly, and froze in place when he heard your voice from the other side of the door. 

“Diluc, please-” you whined. He was hearing things, he was sure of it. The heat had finally gotten to him and he was becoming delusional. He had to confirm his suspicions, though, and nothing prepared him for the image he met after quietly opening your door. 

You were sprawled out on your bed with your nightdress hiked up to your hips, legs spread impossibly wide. One arm was thrown over your face and covered your eyes while you concentrated and your other hand was at your core, fingers plunging in and out of your pretty pussy. Your breathing was heavy, and Diluc could feel heat climbing up his chest. You were so close. You pulled your fingers out to focus on your puffy clit, wanting to let the feeling last a little longer. You suddenly changed your position, startling your husband. You were completely unaware of your audience as you got onto your knees and shoved your face into your pillows. You continued your ministrations, and your ass was on full display. Diluc’s cock was so hard it was beginning to hurt, and he could tell by your quickened breathing that you were close. With a quiet cry, you came on your fingers. Your juices ran down your hands and shaking thighs as you stilled and sighed. Diluc suddenly turned and quietly bolted out of your room, not bothering to shut your door for fear of the noise alerting you to his presence. He slammed his own door behind him, a thin sheen of sweat forming on his body. He was undeniably aroused, his cock straining against his trousers.

So much for controlling myself, he chided. He wanted to absolutely ravish you. He wanted to touch you, to taste you, and have you crying out his name over and over and over again. He slid down the door, resting his arms over his knees as he sat down. Dragging his palms down his face, he groaned. The image of you touching yourself to the thought of him was burned into his memory, and he wouldn’t forget it anytime soon.

[aztarion]

Get To Know Me meme

tagged by @auspex THANK YOU LUKE ‼️

Last Song: western nights - ethel cain

Favorite Color: RED… congealed dark venous blood red and pre-dawn periwinkle blue muthafuckaaaa

Currently Watching: nothing on the regular atm. currently listening to Path of Night while i paint blood sigils on my vtm oc and contemplate shooting myself for giving her tattoos

Last Movie: lady snowblood

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: i have a crazy tolerance for spice but i still think sweet wins out i love fruit too much

Relationship Status: casually dating

Current Obsessions: im always obsessed with vampires and fashion and The Desert but specifically rn im in deep with world of darkness/vtm/wta, btw oomfs..for the 50000th time BOOK OF HUNGRY NAMES go play that its so good. actually i fear my michael de santa sickness is coming back but i try to keep it from showing over here. thinking about making ned luke read out a list of the girlblogger coquette girldinner female manipulator female rage divine feminine lana del rey this is what makes us girls tumblr tags as mikey . wait sorry

Last Thing I Googled: vtm blood sorcery sigils which gave me a solid Nothing so im free balling it here :/ but i did end up reading the wiki and these go crazy

tagging @pinkpunchline @mortifying-macaroni @silkenred @nathanialhowe

@molochka-koshka @informaltorching @lazareneblessing no pressure ^^

the last one of these i did months ago i added a pic of namie so have her again

[nuggetneoura]

Back In Time Pt.1

~Summary~

wc- 1,980

While the Best Friends were on a family trip to Graceland some strange feelings were in the air. The beginning of 2024 has been weird..or is it 1969? read to see how the pair ended up there.

~Character List~

----Rachel-maggies best friend -sometimes sings with Maggie -journalist-runs a daily blog about her life and she has a good amount of followers but is not famous(YET)

----Maggie-Rachels best friend -closest with Alex (sibling wise)-plays a shit ton of instruments-sings and writes music and lyrics-Alex publishes her music through his label-she and Alex has a couple of songs together but they usually don't make songs together because of the genre difference. He gets her to do the singing he needs on his songs. Also is not famous (YET)

----Alex-up-and-coming producer-started L&WR (Light & Wonder Records) and it started slow but is starting to pick up-very spiritual-really is the chicken from Surfs up-rapper

-TB(27), Caitlin(26), Alex(23),and Maggie (22) are all siblings.

-Jillian (22), and Rachel (20) are siblings. jillian married Tebie so that's basically how Maggie and Rachel met.

----Constancio and Tara (Maggie and her siblings parents)

----Luca is tb and Jillian's baby

----Elvis(32) (the Austin Butler Elvis ofc)

----Vernon Presley (Elvis's dad)

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~setting~ Date is 1-11-2024. The family took a trip to Memphis Tennessee. It's a cool cloudy day.

(not that it matters but Alex Maggie and Rachel in one car. Jill TB and Lucas in another. Cat in her own. Parents in their own)

and Rn they are on the way to tour Graceland.

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“Did you know today is a spiritual day?” Alex asked focusing on the road. Alex does not mind driving in silence but, he knows others hate it. Maggie, who was looking out the passenger window..smiled turning her attention to her older brother. “Really? What makes it spiritual?” “1-11-2024..add it all together and it equalssss..” Maggie started counting in her head “11” Rachel answered from the back seat “Which meansssss…” “High spiritual day” Maggie answered. Alex smiled and nodded while still focusing on the road. “And we are going to a dead man's house” Rachel sarcastically stated. “We better watch out or we might run into Mr. Elvis himself” Alex replied. Maggie gasped “Do you think he will look like younger him or older him??” Alex scrunched his face shooting Maggie a look before laughing a bit. “Hopefully younger” Rachel said. “He's dead. Does it matter what he looks like??” “Yea” Maggie and Rachel replied in unison. Alex laughed and looked at the GPS he had on his phone. “We will be there in three minutes” “Do you think it's bad to call dibs on a ghost?” Maggie asked. “Mag-” “DIBS!” Rachel yelled cutting Alex off. Maggie whipped around “THATS NOT FAIR!” “Dibs is dibs Maggie” Rachel laughed. “You don't even really like him!” “Yes I do” “No, you don't!” “Ye-” “Rachel! If we see him, it won't be the young Vegas street actors PLAYING as Elvis! This is ELVIS Elvis” “Does not matter. Dibs is dibssssss” “When we get out of this car Rachel your ass is grassss” “No one is putting anyone's ass..on this dead man's grass” Alex said pulling into the parking lot. He parked as Maggie and Rachel continued to play argue.

.

Soon the trio got out of the car and met the rest of their family at the front of Graceland. Everyone took their time admiring the outside of the house. Eventually, everyone split into their subconscious groups as they all slowly inched towards the front porch where the ticket lady was. “Why is the grass so green?” Maggie questioned squinting her eyes. "It might be painted or it's fake grass” Alex responded as he stood beside Maggie. He admired her attention to detail. He's always been the ‘see the big picture’ type of guy…while Maggie had always been the ‘but look at the details of it type of person. Rachel however could do both , but she sometimes struggled to see the details of things. She rather not waste her time when there is bigger things to worry about….but that's why the trio worked so well. They were all the same person , but so different at the same time. “Rachel if I did put your ass on this man's grass you would have a green ass” Maggie said turning her head to look at Rachel who was behind her. “Maggie” Alex said quietly face palming. Rachel smiled at her best friend “or bad butt burns” “Guys come on!” they heard Caitlin yell at them. They all turned their attention and realized the family was talking to the ticket lady. The trio walked over to the family.

“2 adults 1 baby” TB said to the ticket lady. “Wait! can I cash app you and you just pay for mine?” Maggie asked and her oldest sibling nodded at her. “Mijo just pay for everyone and we will all just pay you after.” their dad said to which the oldest nodded again. Maggie let out a loud breath while dramatically putting a hand on her heart. “We gotta make sure we pay him back 'cause…we all are just… 20-something-year-old teens struggling” she said. The group laughed as Jill turned “You guys are the struggling ones” she laughed looking at the trio. “That would've taken half of the money in my bank account” Alex said. “That would've taken most of mine” Rachel added which led to Maggie letting out a dramatic ‘uuuuhh’. “ what do you mean?! That would have left me in the negatives!” Maggie fake cried. The oldest turned with tickets in his hand “I'll pay for you Mags, if it makes you feel better” he said sarcastically. “Why does she get special treatment?” Caitlin asked as TB handed everyone their tickets. No one could respond to her because the doors opened..which grabbed everyone's attention.

A shorter lady with blond hair stood in the doorway with a bright smile. “Hello everyone! My name is Britney and I will be your tour guide for today! Whenever you guys are ready just go ahead and step on in. We don't need the tickets. They are mostly to prove you paid if you have to step out or something like that. They are yours to keep” the tour guide said cheerfully. She had a thick southern accent that added to the cheerfulness.

As everyone stepped inside Maggie whispered to Rachel “This ticket is going into my memory box”. When the group was fully in…the guide closed the door and walked to the doorway of the living room. Maggie's stomach dropped seeing the staircase for some reason. She zoned out staring at it. As the group started getting led into the living room and then the music room by the talking guide…Maggie just stood and stared at even the little details of the staircase.

Rachel realized her best friend was still standing at the staircase and snuck back over to her. “Maggie. You're missing the music room” she said and followed Maggie's gaze to the staircase. She looked between her and the staircase a couple of times before nudging her softly. “Maggie. What's-” Rachel was cut off by her best friend grabbing her hand and walking slowly to the staircase. Maggie unhooked the rope that blocked the staircase and slowly led Rachel up the stairs with her. “Maggie we can't go up here. It's off limits” Rachel whispered but her best friend was not hearing her at all. Maggie was deep in that stomach-dropping feeling and was following it. As she followed…the feeling it got worse. “Maggie we cant-” “hush” Maggie said softly still pulling her best friend slowly up the stairs. As they got to the 2nd floor Rachel started feeling her stomach sinking too. They crept into the hall looking around. Rachel noticed a guard who hadn't noticed them yet. She pulled Maggie back a bit “What?” Maggie snapped getting frustrated with Rachel a bit. That got the guard's attention and his posture shot up “HEY! YOU GUYS CANT BE UP HERE!” he yelled speed walking to them. Maggie was set on following that gut feeling. She grabbed Rachel's hand and basically dragged her to run. They ran a little down the hall “GET BACK HERE!” the guard yelled. Maggie saw a door and flung it open running in while still holding Rachel's hand. Not focusing on what was in front of her she ran into something hard and fell to the ground taking Rachel with her.

“Damn” they heard a man hiss. Rachel was too focused on her own pain of falling but Maggie looked up noticing that the ‘something’ they had run into was a someONE. She looked at the man and noticed he looked like Elvis but ignored it. She just thought their adventure was over. “I'm sorry” Maggie said standing up. She definitely was in pain however the adrenaline of being caught was kicking in. “how’n the hell did you two get’n here?” the man said rubbing his arm “uhh well..we just… Well, we wanted..” “Better question. Who’n the hell are yall?” the man asked. Rachel stood up finally meeting Maggie by her side. “Well we got the tickets and someone felt the need to-” “tickets? What’n the hell are yall wear’n? Wait yall aint fans are yall? Did someone let yall in?” “I'm sorry….Is this a joke?” Maggie snickered “You look so much like him” Rachel said furrowing her eyebrows “Is what a joke? Like who?” “Elvis” Rachel replied The man smiled revealing his high cheekbones “I am Elvis” “Ick” Maggie scoffed “Excuse me?” the man asked looking genuinely confused Rachel stared at him and noticed he really REALLY looked like Elvis “Dibs” she muttered “Rachel this is not the time. Wait why hasn't that guy come in?” Maggie said turning back towards the door. maggie walked to the door and looked out it. she noticed some things had changed… She definitely noticed the LED lights were now that soft yellow lighting. “What guy? Someone brother’n you? My dad should be downstairs. He don't bite. Did he let you guys in? He could've let me know he was let'n in some fans. I would've got more dressed up” Maggie scoffed turning to look at him “Fans?” Rachel hit maggies arm “Wait…what day is it?” she asked the man “January 11th” “Year?” The man chuckled “1968” Maggie and Rachel shared a look. “Dude. I know delulu is the best selulu but this is a little too delulu” “Dude? The what now?” “It's January 11th…but it's 2024 brother” Maggie said matter-of-factly “what ‘n the hell are you talk’n about?” Maggie walked closer to the man rolling her eyes “It's 2024” “Did you hit your head a little too hard?” The man asked putting his hands on his hips

Rachel softly nudged Maggie “Our apologies sir. We were running from a man and just ran into this house. I don't think your dad saw us. We just really needed to get away from him” Rachel said pulling Maggie away and started walking out of the room “Ok..well just hold on a minute..” he said following the girls out “We really didn't know this was your house, sir.” Rachel said walking down the stairs quickly with Maggie following close behind. “Just wait” Elvis said catching up to the girls at the bottom of the staircase. “What is this?” a man's voice rang out. The girls stopped in their tracks and Elvis stopped behind them. “Elvis, are you sneaking fans in again? Your wife is pregnant.” the man asked walking out from the living room Maggie scoffed and turned to look at him “Again??” Elvis’s face turned slightly red and walked around the girls to stand in front of them “No Daddy. I was just helping these girls out. You didn't see em run in?” Elvis’s dad shook his head “No. I have been sitting on the couch for a while…when did they come in?” The girls exchanged looks that Elvis’s dad saw. His dad crossed his arms looking dead at Elvis. “Right. What were you helping them with?” “Daddy I do-” “He saw a man running after us from down the street and waved us in here through his bedroom window. We went through the side fence and came through the back door. We just ran up the other staircase. We didn't know it was Elvis. We mean no disrespect” Maggie quickly said. Elvis’s dad looked from the girl's back to Elvis. After an awkward silence, Maggie spoke again. “You guys really got to take care of the hole in the side gate if you are worried about fans getting in.” His dad looked at Maggie and smiled “Thanks for letting me know” “Well I think that's our cue to dip” Maggie said walking and Rachel quickly followed “Dip?-” “Wait don't go out that-” Maggie opened the front door and walked out with Rachel. They were met with a bunch of screaming. They both looked at the entrance gate and saw a bunch of women dressed like they were straight out of an old movie. Maggie turned to look at the ticket lady….who wasn't there. She then looked over at the grass and noticed it looked like real…normal grass. She also noticed the parking lot was no longer there. She noticed some Cadis and an all-black Rolls-Royce in the driveway. Maggie looked at Rachel who was focused on the screaming girls in shock. “Rachel…” “Yea…” “I think we are in 1968…” “Yea…”

[i-literally-cant-with-this]

I wrote this probably over 2 months ago and haven't done shit with it since. I thought it was cute but never elaborated on it.

So it is what it is. But it's about Nanami. ANYTHING to bring this man back lol.

SFW from what I can recall. Enjoy <3

Hear ... Me ... Out.

Nanami is at his favorite coffee shop one day and he sees this girl (woman, ok? don't get into semantics over it) and she is just a hot fucking mess.

Her hair is in the world's messiest bun on top of her head. It doesn't look like it's been brushed for a few days. Her clothes are like, less than casual. He doesn't want to use the word "sloppy", but damn. She look so sloppy rn that he has this overwhelming need to go straighten her up.

She's not ugly, not beautiful ... natural, though. But there's something about her that he is drawn to. She's kinda chubby. Which adds to her unique appearance(?), but with the right fitting clothes, she would be so cute, he thinks.

There's not a speck of make up on here face. And Nanami can't help but find that somewhat refreshing. There are stains on her sweatshirt from the coffee she is drinking. Crumbs on the table from her bagel with cream cheese.

GOD he wants to give her a napkin but doesn't want to offend her. What is the etiquette here, he wonders. Could he spin it so he comes off as polite? Caring, even?

He watches her for a while longer. Studies her face as she reads up on whatever textbook she's studying from. He can't get a good look at it, but it's a thick book.

Speaking of thick, he looks down to her thighs. They're thick, too.

His tired mind begins to wander uncontrollably to what she would feel like, what she would taste like. Then Nanamin catches himself staring too long. Spit pools in his mouth and he swallows hard. He looks away, hopefully before you catch him eating you up & out with his eyes.

But it's too late. You felt someone's gaze on you. And not just someone's. Fucking Kento Nanami's breathtaking brown eyes.

So now you're taking him in. And he is the most put together person you have ever seen. His blue button-up shirt is so well pressed that there isn't a single crease in it, even as he sits there in the cafe, it hugs his large arms looking like it was about to give at even the slightest miscalculated move. His tie hangs perfectly around his muscly neck. The light colored pants he wears - Oh God. They look like they're painted on. And they leave very little to the imagination.

He's got a tiny cup in front of him, his regular drink, espresso. But you don't know that's his regular drink. Because you have never seen him before. You don't even come to this cafe regularly. The one you like, the one closest to where you live, is having some renovations done. It has ruined more than one morning for you this week. Seeing the tall, ridiculously handsome man sitting across the seating area is starting to fix some of today's damages, though.

You tilt your head to the left and size him up, just like he was doing to you. But you're not even trying to be discreet. You decided that morning that you had nothing to lose by doing the societally deemed shameful things.

ie: oogling an attractive man, while you're looking like you're coming down from a 23 hour gambling bender with Toji (Nanamin doesn't know you know Toji and vice versa). Not that he'd permit you to keep associating yourself with him if anything were to become of the two of you.

No, he'd put a stop to that years ago. No proper lady of his would be fraternizing with garbage like Toji Fushiguro. No, no, no.

He's already decided he wants to talk to you. And while he has absolutely no reason to be shy about speaking with you, he can't bring his legs to move. That could be in large part to the considerable amount of blood that has pooled in the center of his body. He'll give it a minute and compose himself before he walks your way.

Nanami glances back at his newspaper and continues to read the daily stock updates. He sees movement in his periphery but thinks nothing of it because, after all, this is a busy cafe. It is a Wednesday. More people than you will move around.

It is you, though. You pack up your stuff, purposely leaving behind your cellphone beside your empty coffee cup, and walk toward him, holding eye contact for the entire time you're heading toward the exit.

He gets excited for some reason he can't yet understand and his pulse gets faster and faster the closer you get to his table for 1. Without thinking, he straightens up the scattered papers on the small table surface like he was expecting company. Your company.

But you turn at the very last second and push open the door to the sidewalk. The disappointment Nanamin feels crushes him like nothing he's quite experienced before. You are no one to him. He, in turn, knows that he's no one to you as well. Yet the dejected feelings remain in the forefront of his thoughts.

His eyes squint against the bright reflection of something silver on the table you were sitting at. You'd strategically forgotten and placed your phone to pick up the sun's light emerging from behind the clouds to get his attention.

It worked. He made his way across the cafe to the shiny object left behind. Picking it up, he tapped on the screen. To his great pleasure, there was no lock on the main screen. He had access to your photos. Your contacts. Your notes. Everything. He could look at everything.

Being the gentleman he is, Nanami thought it best to not look through it, though. He thought about giving it to the barista and letting them handle returning it to you. But there's no fun in that. He would track you down and give it back himself.

On the car ride to the "Return To" address in the phone, he felt his stomach turning. There was no reason for him to be nervous about this task, considering what his career is. He dealt with much worse shit than delivering a phone to a woman to whom he was attracted but couldn't figure out why. This was child's play. There was no curbing his excitement though.

Arriving outside your apartment building, he was surprised at how nice the place was. If he had to guess by just looking at you, he'd not have guessed a place such as this.

The doorman let Nanami pass with no problems. Looking as respectable as he does often grants him permissions that other people can't even entertain the idea of.

He pushed the button to call the elevator down and waited for it to carry him to the 14th floor.

Walking down the hallway until he found your place, he smoothed his tie down and knocked 3 times. He heard your footsteps coming as you padded your way closer to your door. And then he saw your shadow moving underneath, on the opposite side that he stood.

"Hello?" He said, his voice rumbly and deep. "You left your phone at the cafe we were both just at. I - thought I'd return it to you."

Nanami watched your shadow stretch out a little more and heard your fingers tap on the door as you looked through the peephole.

@darkstarlight82 @viburnt @arlerts-angel @kazutora-kurokawa @katkusuo (tagging you on the off chance you give a shit =))

[fruitbasketball]

wnba recap 6/23

WELCOME. TO. THE MOTHAFUCKIN. W.

AYYYYYYYY welcome back everyone we have SUCHHHHHH. a good day of hoops to cover so let’s get into it 🙏🏽

new york liberty vs. atlanta dream

good lord atlanta is ass bro like respectfully. i’ve recapped like 3-4 of their games by now and i don’t think their team efficiency has breached 40% i’m so deadass. dubbing them the asslanta dream because holy fuck HOW are you shooting a cool 16.7% from 3.

imma cut y’all some slack bc i know y’all miss rhyne rn but damn bro. let’s get it together yeah? tina charles you always do what huskies gon do. 19/7. i like it but you gotta move baby girl you gotta get traded. tina charles to golden state dear lord 💀

miss breanna stewart i am just asking for some consistency 😭😭😭 PLEASE BRO PLEASE. anyway sabrina with a double double on assists (26/11) jj double double on boards (15/11)

and liberty win because… if they didn’t it would’ve been embarrassing!! anyway!

dallas wings vs washington mystics

i say the mystics play dallas all season so that dallas get a higher pick and mystics actually win games because this is two games in a row that they bent dallas over and fucked them.

speaking of being bent over and fucked - emily. engstler. 100% from 3. 13 points 4 rebounds in 25 minutes like CAN Y’ALL FUCKIN PLAY HER??? THANK YOU GOOD GOD.

good production from the dc starting lineup except julie vanloo but she’s normally solid.

meanwhile the dallASS wings are 3-13 and have officially won less games than the mystics. tank for paige officially successful thank you dallas.

rike bro quit shooting the ball like that dawg im BEGGING you. thank you natasha howard for 26/8. arike take notes 💀 teaira mccowan don’t touch a court for a while. man y’all are embarrassing me bro this is a TEXAS TEAM CAN YOU-

i miss satou. can y’all play lou some more too?? and lani??? like DAMN!

anyway painful box to review and i’m sure painful to watch but congrats on win #4 for washington… i don’t claim dallas

connecticut sun vs seattle storm

man i swear connecticut JUST played seattle bro this league too damn small. anyway nika didn’t play so if that’s what anyone’s looking for: scroll.

everybody sleeping on sds but she had 8 assists today so y’all stay sleeping!! idgaf!! good team effort from the seattle starting lineup tho like it’s very even contribution/satisfying stat sheet yfm.

yeah i wouldn’t play sami whitcomb either so not gonna say tm ab that. jewell ily but make a 3? maybe? idk? matter of fact nobody in this game today could make a 3 like seattle shot 25% and connecticut shot fucking 14.3%. shit efficiency all around but i’ll chalk it up to good defense. i hope.

connecticut just had a bad game like nai didn’t contribute like she normally does, everyone in the starting lineup was p inefficient except for AT.

end of the day, the sun just got outplayed. they got outscored in the paint, were less efficient from all 3 levels, and got to the line more but failed to finish.

indiana fever vs. chicago sky

i know you bitches were waiting for this one

ANGEL REESE. ROTY. GIMME. THAT. SHITTTTTTTT

chicago eke out a win but what a night for the rookies. a double double for caitlin clark, a double double for the twin towers - everybody gets a double double!!

except marina mabrey. who can’t make a fucking free throw apparently. aight this is why i don’t watch chicago that white lady piss me off bro.

no actually let’s talk about this because 2-fucking-14 from the field is diabolical. i don’t care if you had 5 boards and 4 assists. YOU WERE 1-10 FROM 3!!!! QUIT TAKING THE FUCKING SHOT BRO 😭😭😭😭

chennedy carter you a dawggggg

angel reese: 25 points and 16 boards. you’re reading that right. 16 boards. DAWG behavior. she a DAWG.

indiana… hey girl :( what’s wrong :( y’all not like that??? nah fr tho respect to nalyssa smith bc going head to head w angel reese is hard and she came out of it with 13 points 7 boards and… 5 fouls but dw about that.

obv a double double for caitlin but she’s consistently been fouling these past few games which forces me to think that she is in fact playing some semblance of defense. potentially. i hope.

kristy wallace never touch a court again. that play at the end was embarrassing. it was humiliating. it was painful to watch. what is this team’s game plan bro like. can y’all screen for caitlin??? her last name is basically clutch like SET HER A FUCKING STAGGERED SCREEN??? and GET HER THE BALL!!!

anyway that was good tv i personally enjoyed myself quite a bit and there’s smth… so interesting… ab playing not like us in this specific environment. i appreciated it.

SEE Y’ALL SOON AND SEND ME YOUR THOUGHTS!!!! WE BACK BABYYYYYY

[alaskashigh]

May I ask thee for NY hc’s 👁️👁️

*not forcing <3*

omg i've missed asks. (pretending I don't have many half answered asks in my inbox rn)

you can have ALL of the headcanons!!

New York has very cold hands and feet. His body is freezing but those areas are the coldest. On bad days when its really cold his hands and feet will get very stiff and numb, so he can't move them much.

I know that i've probably said this before but he loves making things. He makes clothes and stuffed animals for his boyfriends and his kids all of the time. It isn't uncommon to see him crocheting things in meetings.

Always has a rat or pigeon in his pocket. Whenever he's bored or overwhelmed he pets them. Calls them his comfort rat or pigeon depending on which one he has.

Always has a bat on him. Nobody knows where the fuck he gets them but one moment his hands are free the next he's wielding a bat and chasing one of the states or one of his kids partners. Albany and Boston aren't even dating New York chill. (yet) (California and New Jersey are working on him not throwing hands with every partner their kids get. It's going...) ((they can't lie and say they aren't a little protective of them too though.))

Nose is permanently crooked because of the amount of times he's broken it. He's tried to fix it once but ended up breaking it again so he just left it alone. It's a little weird to breathe sometimes

Hangs out with Greg sometimes. Found out that he has a skateboard and ended up riding around his city with him. New York came back home with a matching tattoo that day

Any clothing he gets immediately gets covered in patches, cut up, painted, spikes, etc. He loves to diy stuff and always dressed in many layers. (Unless he's sick or not feeling it. California and New Jersey thank whatever God there is and Lady Gaga when he wears sweatpants and a tank top)

Body is always cracking and popping. Trying to stand? Knees pop. Goes to grab something? Arms/elbows pop, wrist cracks. Trying to do literally anything? Pop crack. Some days it isn't as bad, some days it's a living nightmare.

Watches Matpat with his kids and listens to their rambles about FNaF. (No this isn't about Matpat what are you talking about ((I miss him)))

[gardening-guy]

oli's intro post

(intro post inspired by @frogofalltime and @donnieisaprettyboy) (picrew is here by mischa!! they're so cool!)

check out how to support me here!

name oliver aka oli!

pronouns they/he

age/birthday 22, soon to be 23 - Sep 28th, 2001

languages just english rn but i'm trying to learn asl, i also have very basic beginner's spanish

special interests tmnt 2012 + 2023, megamind, plants, environmentalism, into the spiderverse, thrifting, minecraft, sims 4, stardew valley, baking, anthropology, marketing, gsws, queer studies, indigenous studies, gender studies, photography

current hyperfixations plants, gay fantasy/historical novels, and the "yippee" sound effect

favorite movies megamind, tmnt mutant mayhem, everything everywhere all at once, scott pilgrim

favorite tv shows exclusively teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012, baking shows, and home renovation shows (i don't really watch tv)

favorite musicians oh fuck soooo many i listen to a bit of everything, but i've always been a huge green day & ajr fan (check out my spotify)

current favorite songs oh dear goodness pls just check my spotify, there's too many lmaooo i have my headphones on 24/7! i do have a lot of fun playlists to check out too!

about me:

hello hello! i'm oli, and i identify as a two-spirit as well as transmasc nonbinary! i'm in my final year of university, i graduate in the fall! i'm majoring in anthropology and it's absolutely fascinating! i also have a minor in gender sexuality & women's studies, and it is a shame that i cannot afford to get an additional major in queer studies weh. i do not plan on going to grad school, i don't really want to and my adhd/autism makes school really difficult for me. i kinda specialize in a shit ton of things, career-wise? my resume is fucking packedddd lmaooo. but i'm interested in anthropology, marketing/communications, library sciences, research in the queer/gender/indigenous studies, community building, and plants!

i have a lot of different hobbies! i kind of have made it a point to try out every creative hobby i could, but the ones that have stuck are: photography, abstract painting, gardening, cooking, baking, writing, poetry, and interior design! i loveeeee fanfics but holy fuck i have decided to never write fanfic again (i had some pretty cursed ones in middle/high school). i love cooking homey comfort foods from my culture and my loved ones' cultures, and i bake a bit of everything! i make a very good spice cake and i have a spectacular homemade buttercream frosting recipe!

some fun facts about me:

i have a very silly kitty named stella, but i also had adopted a street kitten who lives with my parents and is named luna

oh so very autistic and adhd

i'm gay, and i have an amazing beautiful handsome boyfriend who i love very very much and love gushing over

somewhere on the asexual spectrum? it kind of fluctuates for me between being sex-repulsed (kinda also brought on my sensory aversions) and being sex-neutral

i have a lot of sensory issues and food aversions, which doesn't stop me from making cool meals that i don't really want to eat! i just really love taking care of my loved ones through food and being a total dad friend!

pretty damn sure i have a coffee addiction, but not for the caffeine, exclusively for the routine of making it first thing in the morning! i just like having something warm to drink!

my favorite tea is lady grey, but i also love rooibos and citrusy teas - i actually took a tea anthropology course by my favorite professor, it was amazing!

i have a very cool plant/painting/photography instagram, under the username oli.oddity! check me out sometime!

as a side gig and for a lil extra money, i sell plants and my paintings at my favorite thrift shop!

all of my plants, houseplants and outdoor plants, have their own names!!

makeup is very fun! i love white eyeliner freckles and bright eyeshadows and cute pink blushes! i only have one lipstick and it's a matte black one that i adore lol!

i actually started off in uni as a business major, but that only lasted like 2 weeks before i switched out my math class for an intro anthropology class (recommended to me by a friend), fell in love with the subject, and completely switched to anthropology

my anthropology specialties are ethnology (cultural anthropology), indigenous studies, and gender/sexuality studies!

i have a plushie frog that is an object hyperfixation named mr froggy!!!!!! my boyfriend is jokingly jealous of mr froggy lmaooo, he says i cuddle mr froggy more

i'm always down for more mutuals!!! feel free to just message me, i'm a very chatty guy!

[anonymous-dentist]

can u do something about richas #1 island cupid and his matchmaking shennanagins im in need of something sweet

I’m coping okay pretend he’s around for the Women rn

-

Richarlyson takes after his Pai Cellbit in a lot of ways: his love of coffee, his love of investigating, his love of slaughtering innocent villagers and watching the life bleed out of their scared, terrified eyes. But maybe the most impressive similarity is something that not even Pai Cellbit knows about.

Richarlyson looks up at his cork board, and he taps his chin, and he ponders.

His board is a lot like his dad’s. It’s got the red string and everything, but where his dad uses real photos of people, Richarlyson uses drawings. It’s all hidden beneath a wall of paintings in his room at N.I.N.H.O., and not even his Pai Forever knows about it.

But it isn’t about mysteries, no. It’s about love.

Today’s object of investigation is the new lady, Mãe Bagi, who he’s spoken to a total of four times since her arrival. She’s nice, but she’s lonely, and Richarlyson remembers when his Pai Cellbit was lonely and how he stopped being lonely when he met Pa Roier. But Mãe Bagi only seems interested in one person, Melissa, who Richarlyson is pretty sure is actually his Pa Roier’s superhero alter ego, so that won’t work. That won’t work at all.

But next to Mãe Bagi on the board is a drawing of Tia Tina, who Richarlyson saw pining dramatically from a distance every time Mãe Bagi did anything. And, meanwhile, Mãe Bagi doesn’t seem to know that poor Tia Tina exists because Tia Tina is too nervous and awestruck to even approach her. But not for long!

There’s a little red string connecting the two drawings. Richarlyson has got this.

Operation: Moms, begin!

[siarven]

QUESTIONS FOR 15 FRIENDS

It's been ages since I got tagged in sth like this?? Thank you very much @zbdragons :DD (Also I want to see your dragon arts??) (also sorry I forgot this in my drafts for a hot second dklldk)

ARE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?

I don't think so? My parents chose my birth name bc they liked the sound. My chosen name chose me lmao. I want to keep the masc version of my birth name around as second name, but I think it's less bc it's related to my old name and more bc I like the sound of it, and it makes Mama happy :>

WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU CRIED?

Not sure! It was probably at a fictional story? ive managed to fix my mental health enough to no longer have regular crises :') <3

DO YOU HAVE KIDS?

nope, don't ever want any either

WHAT SPORTS DO YOU PLAY/HAVE YOU PLAYED?

started out with gymnastics when i was ~6 (probably bc baby me started climbing street lights bc our trees were too smol xD), then switched to tennis due to external circumstances and stuck with it until I moved for uni. Here the distances are all much bigger so going everywhere by bike was enough daily sports (30-40km/day), but then the pandemic happened. Now i have dumbbells and a yoga mat in my room and do stretches and (body)weight things most days bc all my 'things why i need to leave the house' are 25+km away. i am ok with going 20km one way but not more than that xD

DO YOU USE SARCASM?

sometimes! depends on the people. i did it sooo much around my brother when i still lived at home, but these days i think it's gotten pretty rare

WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT PEOPLE?

vibes, i think? Are You Potentially Friend Shaped? :333

WHAT’S YOUR EYE COLOUR?

hazel/somewhere between green and brown depending on the light

SCARY MOVIES OR HAPPY ENDINGS?

happy endings... i like scary things, but i dislike most horror films. they have the wrong horror vibes xD

ANY TALENTS?

i am good at learning music by ear + play flute and piccolo very well (this is prob bc Mama taught me how to learn music at a young age). It's so nice to have One Thing I am not self conscious about, esp bc it isn't tied to money or anything. These days it comes fairly effortless and I love playing and learning new pieces, and bc my orchestra appreciates me I get to play piccolo + solo parts too. I also used to be very good at singing but i am on hrt now and idk how that's gonna develop xD

I also write stuff and draw things and I do the drawing thing professionally/plan on doing so, at least (rn it's just small things on the side and wouldn't pay the bills). But neither feels like a talent bc everyone I started out with was better at it than me when we were kids. They just stopped doing it. Idk. Success through persistence and spite... both my art and writing feel extremely average (derogatory) most of the time, but I guess we will see if i manage to succeed anyway dklldkd

WHERE WERE YOU BORN?

Hannover (Germany); moved away for uni

WHAT ARE YOUR HOBBIES?

flute/piccolo in my orchestra; going for walks with my camera; wildlife photography; hiking; learning about nature and the names of animals and plants + trivia; writing/reading fantasy books; watercolour painting; reading and watching good stories of any genre tbh; reading/watching nonfiction things on nature/history/paleontology/humanity. Wanna learn ALL

DO YOU HAVE ANY PETS?

no :( but my flatmate has a snake! his name is momo and i love him!

HOW TALL ARE YOU?

173cm

FAVOURITE SUBJECT IN SCHOOL?

history (bc of the teacher); english (the years my teacher was good); art (surpriseee /j)

DREAM JOB?

concept artist for stories with heavy (fantasy) worldbuilding; illustrator (I do that already as a freelancer but it would not pay the bills). Also I would love love love to be a published author but in my head the art and writing side of things are kinda deeply related, so both pls

tagging @ettawritesnstudies @corishadowfang @lady-redshield-writes @raiswanson @kittensartswriting @monika-in-wonderland @tundra-tiger @unfocused-overwriter @big-urchin-energy @antignocchiphase @mando-ah-damn if any of you want to (no pressure), and also anyone else who wants to, I don't remember anymore who is doing tag games xD

[bellewintersroe]

James ‘Moe’ Alley x nurse Jenny OC- Headcannons - Part 1.

You guys this boy is SO criminally underrated, I love him so I’m gonna dedicate a bunch of these headcannons / scenarios for him. If anybody has any requests for Alley then let me know!

just doing a spin off from the Easy boys x nurse headcannons, I feel like I need to delve further into underrated characters! And the OC being a nurse feels a lot more realistic for me to write about! I can explore more things than I could with a civilian OC.

This is going to be divided into parts just so it’s not insanely long- and I can write about specific events without having to skip past anything.

Also Jenny/ Jen is my go to OC name atm, that and Missy or Maggie- don’t ask me why, they’re just easier to remember 😭😭

I can see Moe being on the shyer / sensitive side. I’ll get more into the sensitive thing further on, but rn let’s talk about him pre war.

I think he’s kinda experienced with girls? Maybe had one or two relationships, but I think his body count is probably around 3/4? Nothing too wild, most of them have been when he’s drunk because I feel like he was maybe a little insecure as a teenager?

by the age of 22 he’s filled out, tall, muscular, super duper handsome, but I feel like he’d still be a little awkward? Especially around girls, around the guys he’s a lot more chill and he’s one of the more popular guys in Easy.

so when a bunch of nurses, attached to Easy company are introduced to the men, 99.9% of them are swarming around them, super happy to have such lovely ladies working alongside of them. But there’s this one particular blonde haired, blue eyed girl which Moe watched from afar. She’s petite, shorter than the rest, with lots and lots of hair and the most perfect face Moe had ever seen.

Moe thinks she looks stunning in her uniform, Angel like, so he can’t even imagine how drop dead gorgeous she is in her normal clothes.

Jenny is similar to Moe, slightly more on the sensitive side, and a little shy. She, however, once she gets to know people warms up super quick and has the most bubbliest personality. She’s chatty and has a laugh that’s contagious, there’s a light spread of freckles lingering across her cheeks and nose which only comes out in the summer, and despite army regulations, she loves wearing makeup and painting her nails.

anyway, back too it, Alley is pretty good friends with Liebgott and Christenson already, and they scored the best seats in the house with this Angel in particular sat right between them.

Moe finds an opportunity that’s not too demanding, nor would it be awkward with his buddies and makes a B line for the table. In the process, Jenny would glance up and see the most gorgeous man walking her way.

He’s tall dark and handsome, she has to take a double take at the baby face to make sure he’s actually walking over to her and not somebody else.

this is cute short when Skinny Sisk plants his ass firmly on the chair, stealing both Jenny’s attention and Alley’s plan. Alley mentally curses, borderline shooting daggers into Skinny’s head before playing it off as going to get another drink.

Every now and then the two of them would glance over in each others directions, curious to know more about each other.

unfortunately neither of them catch each others eyes at the same time and Alley would be under the impression that Jenny’s into Joe Liebgott, seeing as they’re chatting so much.

Anyway, a little time jump, training in Toccoa is fun and all- well, it’s really not. The only fun parts are the occasional weekend pass in which Jenny usually goes home to visit family and friends.

however there’s one particular weekend when she stays on sight, it’s a Sunday evening and shes walking to where there’s a cinema set up inside the hall. Some old movie is playing that’s played 10x over but she doesn’t care.

anyway, she walks in and despite it meant to be quiet in there, people are all like ‘Aw hey, Jenny!’ Glad to see her, and Moe, sat next to Liebgott finally learns her name.

‘Jenny’ Moe mutters out loud, smiling to himself like a dork, swivelled in his seat to face her like many of the other men and women are.

‘Yeah?’ Oh Shit- she heard and Moe’s breathless, and she’s breathless, waiting to find out why this random guy just said her name. Only when Jenny’s eyes narrowed did she recognise it to be the same handsome stranger from the pub that first time.

Moe is PANICKING, Liebgott is smirking, one of Jenny’s friend hooked under his arm as they watch him FREAK.

‘Oh- I just didn’t- know your name. That’s all, I’m Moe by the way.’ He’s springing up out of his seat, standing almost a foot taller than Jenny. She’s borderline blown away by his height, but his nervous rambling makes her feel somewhat at ease.

‘Hi, Moe, it’s nice to meet you.’ Then they shake hands? Kinda awkward, ik. But her voice is so sweet and has the slightest rasp, Moe truly believes she’s an Angel.

‘Well, it’s actually James but… nobody calls me that, anyway d’ya wanna sit here?’ Before he can think he’s offering his chair up and she giggles making him turn a vibrant red. It’s lucky it’s dark in there.

‘No, but, I’ll sit next to you.’ She’s shrugging casually, taking a seat right besides him. They slightly knock shoulders and she’s smiling to himself whilst he’s a sweating mess.

‘What an introduction Moe. Or is it James?’ Liebgott immediately starts teasing, embarrassing his friend further.

Jenny stands up for Moe, thinking his introduction was cute, when she leans over him he gets even more fidgety. ‘Shut your fly trap Joe… Is it Moe or is it James thought?’

conversation kinda flows from there between the four of them sat together, but the movie starting cuts any chance Moe thinks he has to redeem himself, short.

he’d be tense the whole time, and Jenny would be fidgety as hell. He’s stiffened, trying not to do the same, but there’s some kinda happiness inside of him that even if she’s moving around in her chair every 30 seconds, she still chose to sit next to him.

that evening he’d be BEGGING Joe to get you guys all out together, on some kinda four way date as he’s too nervous to approach Jenny alone. Jenny on the other hand drops all the hints possible that she’s into Moe, but she’s too flustered and he’s too flustered to notice.

‘I dunno man, I’m not really into the chick I was with earlier-“ ‘Liebgott, you’ve gotta do me just this one favour, man’.

the next thing Liebgott knows he’s acting very reluctantly as Cupid / matchmaker. But hey, if it makes his buddy happy, and Jenny is a total doll, so he wants to do it for his buddy.

Jenny would be sighing to her best friend Alice, saying how this guys a total dreamboat, all whilst Alice is complaining about how annoying the skinny dude was who she was on a date with. (Liebgott).

anyway I think their initial attraction would be super cute and innocent, but obviously things don’t always run smoothly so stay tuned for part two 😏

[redpool]

Liveblog of the Teen Wolf: The Movie

Yeah that a great place to store the most powerful enemy you've ever had

That was the whitest Japanese I've ever heard

Who the fuck are you

Ok darth vader, chill out

This is the worst thing I have ever watched

Oh my god

No

Just no

Jesus

Dude, what the fuck?

Swearing??

I hate it here

Still don't like her

ELI!!!!

Jordan?? Why are you still here?

Mason's a cop now? Why.

DEREK IS A OFFICALLY A DILF

Dude, that was so unnecessary

Dude, that was so unnecessary pt 2

And you're holding hands why?

That was not a two person job

I hate you all

Exactly, why are you here?

Why are you explaining what the nemeton is? We already know????

Eli, that was unnecessary

Derek seems like the best dad

He's a shithead

And a smartass

And also a dumbass

Is it just me or is the a ting really bad?

Oh God, I know what's about to happen.

I'm not mentally prepared for what's about to happen

I dont want to see Ryan's ass

I have been subjected to so many naked bodies over the past week, I'm over it.

EW

I HATE IT HERE

WHERE DID THE RELATIONSHIP COME FROM???

THEYVE NEVER EVEN SAID TWO WORDS TO EACHOTHER

Awww, he's trying to be a good dad

Can you put your pants on please

Does this relationship actually bring anything to the plot?

*eyeroll*

Jesus christ

Why are they acting like they've never been there before??

Seriously, why.

Um ok riddler calm down

Oh, never mind

Have you just learnt to swear??

Umm??

Bonding moment?

Are we not going to talk about that???

Yeah, Eli and Derek are the only good thing about this movie.

What the fuck

Have I mentioned that I hate it here?

Umm

Wow, they really are using that r rating to the fullest, huh.

Why is she naked.

She didn't die naked, so why is she naked?

Umm

Oh

COACH!!!!!

Why am I doing this to myself

Best scene in that whole movie

The lip filler on this one

Why are her nails painted and done perfectly??

Are you kidding me?

You're going to tell me that Allison, who just came back from the dead, can beat a werecoyote, two police officers AND a true alpha?

Um ew

Dramatic ass

Ok bro, you are over acting rn

What the actual fuck

Why are you walking like that?

Mother?

Liar liar

Lol

Oh my god

Jesus

She went straight for the head

What

You're going to sit there and tell me that a human woman is stronger than a at full health werewolf?

Kitsune really said 🧍🏻‍♀️

Just heal? Why aren't you healing?

'Yeah, but I'm a good demon.' yeah bby you are

BOO BITCH

WHY HAVE YOU NOT HEALED?

I've witnessed the Derek Hale take worse hits then that and walk around like its nothing.

Ok, that was pretty cool.

Why are they taking out normal humans?

PETER

You've been spending too much time with cowboys

Jesus christ.

You two just need to kiss already

No, it's Kira. You need Kira. You don't need Lydia, you need Kira.

What in the CGI fuck was that

I seriously hate it here.

I really dont give a shit

Lady, you dont even know this child.

Her quiver was literally just empty.

Oh my god

*deep sigh*

Are Tyler Hoechlin and Ian Bohen the only actor that continued a ting after Teen Wolf ended?

You're such a shit-stirrer Peter

It should have been you, instead of Brett & Lori.

Oop, she ded

Oh, they got dusted.

Why did I just gasp?

Oh ok, just throw him down the stairs why don't you.

Oh my god

NOW SPARTA KICK HIM

Are you an idiot?

That was so unnecessary pt 3

Yeah like I cant fucking see the puddle of blood sitting right there.

I'm so uncomfortable

How has the acting gotten worse?

You guys are fully grown werewolves, it's a piece of fucking rope.

I didn't care about your relationship then and I still don't now.

It's the fucking teacher isn't it.

I miss Brett so much. Isaac too.

You're getting to Joker rn dude.

PROTECTIVE DAD DEREK

How has the eye cgi gotten worse?

Called it

That's so sad

Has everyone in this movie just forgotten how to act?

Yeah, I really dont care.

Yeah, that's not how it works bruh

See, should have recruited Peter ages ago.

YOU STUPID BITCH

HE BETTER BE OK, I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD

Missed you Jords

How tf would you know?

Do the roar

Holy fuck

Fully body goosebumps rn

Oh shit

Oof

Umm what?

He's a unicorn

Bout fucking time

That was so fucking cool

Ew, no.

Jesus fucking christ

I see some Johnny Cage in you Sheriff.

Umm ew

You look like a really fucked up seal

Please shift back. Your wolf faces are really ugly.

Jordan, can you please do something.

'You can't catch me! I'm the ginger bread man.'

Gets worse everytime.

Headbutt

Jords, had him just fine. Derek didn't have to sacrifice himself.

Unnecessary death so it doesn't count.

What is with the writers and burning the Hales.

AND IN FRONT OF HIS CHILD AND PERVIOUSLY BURNT UNCLE????

Bullshit

That didn't happen. Derek is fine.

Get out of my fucking house.

Ew

That didn't happen either.

I fucking hate you.

You're full on making me cry rn.

Pretty sure Derek was the first teen wolf character I ever liked, this hits deep.

Oh honey

No.

You seriously think that Peter and Cora would let Allison and Scott raise that child?

Ew, stop.

Have fun in hell bitch.

Am I supposed to know who that is?

Eli, what the fuck are you doing?

[cocozydiaries]

More mha asks <3 :

Do u already know what ur hero name is gonna be like?

What are your dr hobbies/activities?

Do u have any pets?

Are u going for the actual mha plot or just without that?

And please PLEASE make it as long as u like. I love reading mha dr things so pls pls pls don‘t hold back.

ANON IM SO SORRY I JUST SAW THIS RN ISTG I WASN’T LEAVING THIS ON PURPOSE IM SO SORRY😭 this is all written out so weirdly i rushed it i’m really sorry

Do u already know what ur hero name is gonna be like?

i’m gonna be really honest coz i don’t have even the slightest clue💀

but knowing me i’m probably gonna pick smth meaningful or like really sentimental because i’m just really dramatic.

Also i think names mean a lot esp my hero name so that’s smth i don’t wanna take lightly. Not even to be mean… but what we’re some of those names you see in the canon show🧍‍♀️ not calling anyone out or anything…

but yeah i’m definitely not picking smth silly (actually might tho) so tbh I’m guessing it’s probably gonna end up being butterfly related because i’ve always like those! Or maybe smth related to my quirk?

What are your dr hobbies/activities?

I HAVE SO MANY i like writing, crocheting, gardening, archery, baking, painting, and i loooooove puzzles! There is just smth so satisfying about finishing one. These are the ones i remember off the top of my head😭 my drself is a busy person i fear

i also love making those like little scrapbooks too because even in my DR i’m still a pinterest girl to my core💔

Honestly some of these choices kinda make me sound like an old lady🧍‍♀️but like i also like exploring abandoned places?? which isn’t an old lady thing to do (unless it is) but idk if that counts as a hobby?

I also play a few instruments but idk if that’s a hobby either😭 my parents just heavily fw music ans being a well rounded individual soooo i learnt a lot

Do u have any pets?

My family has a lot of pets

i have a cat that i was considering calling sesame but now i’m not so sure coz someone suggested i name her after the loml tiramisu and now i wanna name her after the loml tiramisu

my younger sister has a dog (which is the only dog i tolerate in my life)

my younger brother has a snake. i love her and if i didn’t already have a cat i would probably also get a snake or maybe a tarantula i could name tutu

and there’s also the duck? smth my parents decided to randomly get idk why but she likes the pond!

Are u going for the actual mha plot or just without that?

defo following the original events but i’m guessing my presence is probably gonna change them up a bit

i mean i scripted i was friends with the dynamic duo when we were kids so that’s already one big change to the original. watching their little fights is gonna be so awkward esp coz i moved away for like three years (back to london!) so like there’s been a decent amount of time since i last saw them💀

i’ve also changes a bunch of minor things like the school uniform not being ugly and that UA has school trips and stuff that aren’t always hero related WHY IS EVERYTHING HERO WORK RELATED THOSE KIDS ARE LIKE 16? GIVE THEM A BREAK

i also scripted longer road trips whenever the class goes somewhere just coz i like road trips and it gives me more time to talk to everyone :)

ALSO scripted out a couple of deaths because I DON’T WANT PEOPLE DYING😭

but just to be safe i did script that aside from those changes everything else is pretty much the same

[bigsoftmarshmallow]

For Equal Lady, if it's not getting too terribly annoying yet, that is. I see her only having a few real demands for their wedding. Though, she's also willing to flex a bit if Ganondorf wants something he considers important.

A couple of her asks are just a few Sheikah traditions that really shouldn't be too terribly difficult to wiggle in.

Orchid patterns for his & her wedding attire to symbolize happy couples, love, vivifatility (a word I made up that refers to both fertility & virility), sexuality, & abundance. It's also supposed to grant “good luck” on their wedding night & is thought to help increase the likelihood of conception. (It's bs, but it's one of those harmless traditions, so ya know.)

There's the floral headpiece that her grandfather made for her grandmother for their wedding day. (Nothing obnoxious. Just very delicate-looking & lovely.)

There's also the Kokoro no Kekkon Shuiro (心の結婚朱色, Marriage of Minds Sindoorani) or Kokoro no Kekkon Shindōrurani (心の結婚シンドールラニ, Marriage of Minds Sindoorani).

You see, during Sheikah weddings, the bride & groom are given a bowl of red ink. At which point, they put 2 fingers into the ink & paint a pair of dots between each other's brows.

After the wedding, one skilled with tattoos will have these dots driven into their skin & if you look carefully, you can see the shape of their spouse's fingerprint hidden in the dot. This is a sign of fidelity & commitment to their spouse. It's supposed to act as a signal to all that their minds are sealed to one & only one.

Because of this tradition, the gesture that anywhere else means “I'm watching you” in a warning sort of way, to a Sheikah would mean something more along the lines of, “I always have you on my mind” in a more romantic or comforting sense. Same if you tap your own forehead. However, tapping your significant other on the forehead would mean something like, “think of me” or “I'm always close.”

But such gestures are only considered appropriate between romantic partners.

As such, there can sometimes be a bit of cultural confusion at times.

Married Sheikah will also at times press their foreheads together & it's considered very tender.

And then, just before entering their new home together, dye is applied to the soles of the bride’s feet to imprint a wife's first steps into her new home after marriage.

This last one isn't really something that she'd ask him personally, but more so something her grandmother may bring up as being tradition. It's expected that a husband give his new wife her first knife block for their first home together. It can be purchased, commissioned, or handmade. Doesn't particularly matter, so long as it's given to her as either a wedding present or a housewarming gift.

Beyond that & her grandmother being invited to the wedding, she has no other real asks for the ceremony.

How would the Ganondorfs react to these traditions? Like, dislike? Cool with adjusting some things?

My brain is coming up with so many ideas, but I couldn't really write any of them down?? Like, its 1 am rn. Usually Im more mentally here. I love your submissions! Please keep sending them as you get ideas! Just I'm doing this from home rather than my work, so my brain is in a different vibe.

(Edit now HEHEHEHEHE I SAVED IT AS A DRAFT AND NOW IM AT WORK- SO BRAIN IS WORKING!)

WW Ganondorf is just happy to be getting married to someone he values and trusts. Whatever bride wants, bride gets <3 Likes the flowers, would get the tattoo, would handmake the knife block. He's the easiest of the Dorfs to get to submit to the desires of the bride.

OoT Ganondorf would demand his traditions are followed first before allowing anything from the bride side. He doesnt care about the flowers, the tattoo would be a hard fight to win (would eventually submit if she tattoo'd his name in Gerudo somewhere on her body.), and the block would be ordered and made by Gerudo hands.

TP Ganondorf would allow most changes, he controls most of the wedding anyway. Allows the flowers, the tattoo would be hidden by his crown anyway and he could easily remove it later if he so desired, and the block would be commissioned, perhaps bought.

HW Ganondorf is happy to discuss and negotiate with the wedding and traditions. Flowers can easily be worked with, as long as Nasturtium was allowed in the arrangement as well. Tattoo would be allowed as well, though I feel he would make a demand that the Gerudo sign is also tattoo'd somewhere on her as well. The block would be made by his own hands.

Here is what ChatGPT had to say:

Ganondorf from "The Wind Waker"

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Open-Minded Acceptance: Wind Waker Ganondorf, who shows a reflective and somewhat philosophical side, would be open to the traditions presented by his bride-to-be. He respects history and heritage, even if it’s not his own, and would find value in incorporating these meaningful customs into their wedding.

Respect for Symbolism: He would appreciate the symbolic nature of the orchid patterns and the floral headpiece, recognizing their significance and the blessings they are meant to bring.

Participation in Rituals: Ganondorf would be intrigued by the Kokoro no Kekkon Shuiro tradition, seeing it as a unique way to signify their bond. He would willingly participate in the ritual and have the dots tattooed, valuing the deep commitment it symbolizes.

Flexible and Accommodating: He would be flexible with her requests and might even find the tradition of pressing foreheads together a comforting and intimate gesture. The only potential resistance might come from unfamiliarity with some customs, but he would adapt.

Quote: "These traditions hold deep meaning for you, and I respect that. Let us blend our customs to create a ceremony that honors both our heritages."

Ganondorf from "Ocarina of Time"

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Initial Resistance: Ocarina of Time Ganondorf, known for his authoritarian and domineering nature, might initially resist the idea of incorporating traditions that are not his own.

Gradual Acceptance: However, if his bride-to-be explains the significance and importance of these customs, he might grudgingly agree to some of them, particularly those that symbolize strength and commitment, like the Kokoro no Kekkon Shuiro.

Selective Agreement: He would be more likely to accept the traditions that directly involve him and his bride, such as the orchid patterns and the forehead dot ritual, but might be less enthusiastic about involving extended family or traditions that he sees as extraneous.

Contingent Approval: He would likely want to ensure that his own cultural symbols and traditions are equally represented, making it a mutual exchange of customs.

Quote: "If these rituals are what you desire, then I will allow them. But remember, our union must also reflect the strength and power of my lineage."

Ganondorf from "Twilight Princess"

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Thoughtful Consideration: Twilight Princess Ganondorf, who has a more complex and layered personality, would carefully consider his bride's requests. He understands the importance of tradition and would be willing to accommodate these rituals.

Appreciation for Depth: He would appreciate the depth and symbolism behind each tradition, especially the Kokoro no Kekkon Shuiro, which signifies a deep mental and emotional connection.

Respect for Heritage: He would respect her heritage and find ways to honor it, seeing the integration of her customs as a way to strengthen their bond.

Incorporation with Own Traditions: He might also introduce some of his own traditions, ensuring a balance between their cultures.

Quote: "Your traditions are as valuable as mine. Together, we will create a ceremony that embodies the union of our hearts and cultures."

Ganondorf from "Hyrule Warriors"

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Practical Acceptance: Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf, characterized by his tactical and strategic mindset, would evaluate the practicality and significance of each tradition. He might not be naturally inclined to accept them but would recognize their importance to his bride.

Strategic Flexibility: He would see the value in these traditions as a means to strengthen his relationship and would likely agree to incorporate them, particularly those that symbolize loyalty and commitment, like the Kokoro no Kekkon Shuiro.

Cultural Fusion: He might be less enthusiastic about certain customs but would ultimately agree to them if it ensures his bride's happiness and strengthens their union.

Quote: "If these traditions hold importance to you, I will honor them. Our wedding will reflect the union of our strengths and the merging of our paths."

Summary

Wind Waker Ganondorf: Open-minded and respectful, he would accommodate and participate in the traditions, finding value in their symbolism.

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf: Initially resistant, but would grudgingly accept some traditions after understanding their significance, ensuring his own customs are also included.

Twilight Princess Ganondorf: Thoughtful and respectful, he would carefully integrate these traditions, valuing the depth they bring to their union.

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf: Practical and strategic, he would accept the traditions as a means to strengthen their relationship, despite initial reluctance.

Each Ganondorf would react differently, reflecting their distinct personalities and priorities while ultimately aiming to honor their bride-to-be's requests in a way that strengthens their bond and respects both her heritage and their own.