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beembeem · 7 months ago

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Halloooo, I'd like a platonic Aizawa x reader where the reader is a student of his and tries to do EVERYTHING to not be in the Limelight bc they hate the attention? Also, they're planning on becoming an underground hero :33 Remember to drink water <33

Thank you for the request! I really had a lot of fun writing this, it was nice to write again after my break!

Stay hydrated, everyone!

You had been on aizawas radar from the first day of school. You never joined any clubs and participated in any school events. He's never seen you openly interact with anyone in your class aside from a quiet "yes" or "no." Although you performed well at the festival, you went home the second you had won your fight. Your lunches were spent in an empty classroom, so you'd avoid the groups of your classmates. He's not even sure anyone knows your name. Public speaking and being social is part of the job so when the first month of school ended and he noticed you still werent participating in any clubs or sports teams he took the opportunity to put you in on the PA with mic.

You'd be let out of class five minutes early to make your way down to the PA room and announce school news and maintenance. "Hey listener! Are you ready to get to work?" The blond yelled, and you nodded."Alright! So here's what you need to read. Don't be shy to add your own funky twist!" He handed you a sheet of paper,"just keep it school appropriate. " he laughed, and you glanced over the paper just the usual. Staircase B is out due to quirk mishaps and a new lunch special "so.. do I just read it?" You asked, staring at the PA system. The thought of the whole school hearing your voice made your stomach turn. "Yep! There's nothing else to it! Here." He stood up from his seat and motioned for you to sit."Are you ready?" He asked "uh-"great! " he didn't give you time to finish he pushed down on a bright red button in front of the microphone before saying his opening phrase "hey hey hey listeners! It's your one and only present mic and" he motioned for you to say your name "y-y/n" You stated, your voice breaking a bit " and we have a few updates to share with you guys! So y/n take it away!" He motioned for you to announce "u-uhm for today's announcement, uhm... s-staircase B is out of order, and uh, because of" you tried to be confident, but the words died on your tongue instead tears welled up in your eyes and present mic put a hand on your head before taking over and finishing the announcements. When the announcements were finished and turned to talk to you but your seat was empty, and the door was ajar.

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Aizawa stared blankly at you. "You want to be... an underground hero?" He repeated your words, and you nodded. "That's a first for 1a," he chuckled quietly to himself. You stared at the classroom floor and waited for him to speak again. " Why?" He asked before picking up a sheet from an earlier test and marking a few questions "w-well I don't think I handle the public as well as everyone else. You probably heard how I was on the PA system. And with the way my quirk works, I think it'd be better to work underground. Plus, I think it'd be a great opportunity for me to keep my identity a secret. " You rambled a bit anxiously, but your teachers focus still remained on the sheet. "Y/n, I get what you're saying. I really do." He started,"but you need to learn how to socialize if you want to be a hero. " he stated,"b-but!" He raised his hand, cutting you off."No buts. What if you need to control a crowd? Or help a lost child? Even if you become an underground hero that won't change what you need to learn, you frowned a little and sighed before turning back to your desk to get your bag and leave. "But." You turned to face him."If you can learn to effectively socialize and stay on the PA system for the rest of the school year, I'll mark you as an underground hero, " he said then turned his attention right back to the sheet of paper. You smiled and thanked him before leaving the classroom and shutting the door behind you.

#beginner writer #mha x reader #my hero academia #mha #bnha x reader #bnha #platonic reader x aizawa shouta #aizawa x student reader #aizawa shōta #aizawa x reader

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shroomerr · 1 month ago

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My Fashion HCs for Teenage/YA Kyle Broflovski

Disclaimer: These are just my design notes that I consider when designing/drawing Kyle and my personal interpretation of how I think he would dress and present himself! You're free to disagree or even take inspo from this. I don't own clothes nor your opinion. 🫶 Please also feel free to let me know your personal fashion HCs through the comments or tags as well. I'd love to hear other people's interpretations of these characters and I'm always collecting new HCs!!

Getting this out of the way first: he's a bad dresser.

HAVE YOU SEEN HIS PC DESIGN?

The boy does not know how to dress himself.

I imagine he gets his clothes mostly from Sheila and Gerald.

When he gets Gerald’s clothes, he looks pretty good, albeit sometimes it can be a bit big on him when he’s younger.

God help Sheila though. She’s doing her best but I HC her to be a second-generation immigrant and she dresses Kyle up from time to time. HAVE YOU SEEN HIS CLOTHES? Sheila is 100% the type to put Kyle in some funky ass patterned zigzag stuff and thinks her bubbeleh looks adorable.

Absolutely no sense of layering. He wears one thing and that's the outfit. Has to be told how to wear a sweater vest/vest over a dress shirt. The most layering he’ll do is a flannel over a t-shirt. Someone save him.

The worst part about getting his fashion sense from his parents is that he dresses like a dad /derogatory

At least he wears belts.

Also: no sense of customization. He will buy the clothes and he will wear them as is. If he’s feeling adventurous, he’ll tuck the shirt into his pants.

He absolutely bought the same green ushanka after his old one grew out. Whether it's the same color or if it's a slightly more desaturated one, idk (for his sake, I hope it's a more desaturated one). But that dude definitely bought the same one because he likes to hold onto the things he holds dear for longer than he should and not let go. He's stubborn and that hat is going nowhere.

He strikes me as someone who would wear Lacoste and Ralph Lauren

A sneakerhead.

I like to HC he got into sneakers because he initially wanted to fit in with cool people, but then he genuinely got into it.

Colors

God awful. He chose the worst kind of saturated green and the worst kind of saturated orange to be his favorite colors, and constantly pairs them together thinking it looks good. He does not in fact look good. He looks like a High-Vis Jacket. Or a traffic cone.

He gets one or the other: Either the colors work and his clothes are horrendous, or the fit kinda eats BUT YOU CAN’T EVEN LOOK AT IT BECAUSE YOUR EYES ARE BLEEDING FROM THE COLORS

Also, horrible patterns oh my god the patterns. From zigzags to stripes to argyle to gingham to plaid. The thing is these patterns aren’t bad BUT PAIRED WITH HIS CLOTHES AND THESE COLORS? He looks like a carpet shop. Christmas sweater looking ahh

At the very least, occasionally he'll wear neutrals like brown, beige, black and white.

In terms of actual clothes:

Tops

Ugly ass polos. Either a beige one or an Uncle Roger type of orange polo.

Also polo knit sweaters

Boring ass t-shirts. Either in neutral colors or his all time favorite saturated green or saturated orange.

Sweatshirts.

Sweaters.

Turtlenecks

Dress shirts, blouses, and button ups. Long and short sleeves.

Probably his dad’s Alma Mater hoodie.

His basketball jerseys.

If and when he learns... some vests and sweater vests. Must be given guidance on this (mostly from Butters).

Pants

Skinny jeans. Enough said. At least has the ass for it.

Or any tight-fitted pants, like chino pants.

Or dress pants from Gerald that are too big on him.

His basketball shorts.

Fishing shorts.

(that skinny jeans picture kills me. yes he'd wear skinny jeans like this. yes he'd cuff them up and you can see his ankles.)

Jackets/Coats

Blazers.

Flannels.

Fleece jackets.

Waxed cotton jackets.

Barn coats.

Wool car jackets.

Sometimes he'll wear the jackets fully zipped too.........

I imagine him wearing stuff with a tweed material, like a tweed blazer.

When he's older, he'll wear longer coats that his dad gives him, like topcoats or overcoats.

Some sporty windbreakers.

Maybeeee bomber jackets. Has to be given guidance on this or borrows Stan’s.

Shoes

Again, sneakerhead. So New Balances, Air Forces, Air Maxes, Air Jordans, Adidas, basketball sneakers, etc. (Disclaimer: I'm not a sneakerhead. This is just what I was able to gather based on one quick google search).

“DON’T CREASE MY JORDANS!!!”

Cartman's probably the one creasing them.

Some Timbs too.

Sometimes dress shoes when he wants to feel fancy, but he always gets called a douche for it.

For snowy days: heavy duty winter boots.

Accessories

No jewelry. Very boring. Just belts.

Sweatbands for his head and wrists, but only when he’s playing basketball or working out.

For gloves, I imagine those thicker, heavy duty winter finger gloves.

He tries ties, but they are not good. Once again: ugly patterns or colors.

Sometimes needs his reading glasses (he tries to deny it, but he does need them occasionally).

Edit: FORGOT TO ADD he'd totally wear watches.

Hats

His stupid ushanka/trapper hat.

Some sport caps

Other miscellaneous stuff:

One thing’s for sure: he’s well groomed.

Not a single wrinkle on his clothes. He knows his way around an iron.

Buttons up every button, though sometimes that makes him look a loser nerd or an uptight douche. Stan has to tell him to at least unbutton the two top ones.

At the very least, his clothes are well tailored to fit his body.

His sneakers are always pristine white. Takes good care of them.

I want to say he sometimes wears cologne but no. I know in my heart he’s an axe body sprayer user. Give him some time, he'll learn.

Hair

At some point went through a phase where he just shaved off all of his hair.

It takes a while for him to learn how to take care of his hair, but he gets some tips from Bebe + a barber shop recommendation from her and he’s never looked back.

Before that, he would just tie it up or hide it under his hat. He still does that though when he's overwhelmed with schoolwork and can't properly take care of it.

Uses some kind of hair product Bebe gives him to make his curls defined (another disclaimer: I have straight hair and not a curl expert so im not tooo sure on this 😔, my only knowledge is based on those curly hair GRWM youtube shorts that pop up on my feed).

But yea, well defined curls and a bit of a little bit of a fade just to get rid of some weight off of his head. Though he probably only gets the fade when he's 17-18.

Diagnosis: BAD BAD BAD. DESPERATELY needs an intervention.

#i want to dress him in academia...#but i know in my heart i know he would never be physically capable to pick out a fit like that #its ok butters will be there to teach him how to dress himself #oh badly dressed kyle you are special to me...#thats not gonna stop me from dressing him in academia though lmao #anyways LET ME KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS AND/OR YOUR OWN HCS AS WELL!!!#more to come!!!#dw. kyle's not the only one to have glasses :)#stan has them too.#so does cartman.#only kenny has 20/20 vision.#anyways. stan's next!#kyle broflovski #south park #south park hcs #south park headcanons #shroomer talks !

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saturn-projector · 28 days ago

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gerard pitts is a girl dad who has a space interested daughter who he plays astronauts with and they're adventuring through time and space, making up learning the language of aliens all while battling evil forces trying to tear them down!

they have their own little world with their own characters and a whole storyline!! at the beginning of their space travels games, they were using cardboard boxes and sticks as swords, until gerard gifted her two plastic swords for her birthday for them to play with (hers is pink, they bejeweled it together <3) and he built a little shed in their garden to serve as their space craft. her friends love it because it's cool as hell, it has LEDs and a console, with funky and colorful buttons!

his wife is allowed to play the copilot sometimes and when uncle charlie and aunt ginny come over they're allowed to play the supervillains, trying to trap them on their planet!!

and yes, gerard's daughter is the first daughter of the friend group and every single one of the poets has been involved in their game somehow

#yapping into the void <3 #domestic poets anyone?#gerard pitts #gerard pitts headcanon #dead poets society #the dead poets society #dead poets society headcanons #gerard pitts headcanons #charginny #ginny danburry #charlie dalton

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archives-of-iacon · 8 days ago

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oh my gosh, do you have music albums? if so, is it related to human music or like, what? 😭😭

PHYSICALLY, I just want to ask this blog sm, i have so many questions, but like at the same time, my mind goes blank when i click the ‘ask away’ button, ugh

✨C.O.G.S. RESPONSE TIME!✨

OH MY PRIMUS, we are THRILLED to see your message!! 😭😭

Okay, music albums? WE'RE HERE FOR THIS QUESTION. So, officially, the Archives of Iacon don't currently have any physical music albums (though our ghost-turned-recently-appointed-intern Soun[???] makes some funky beats on our data terminals when we near deadlines, soooo...? ((Don’t ask why we made him an intern, it's a long story and we JUST unzipped the replacement files.)))

BUT!! Here’s the important part!! Us here at the C.O.G.S. team have been actively advocating for a wider variety of materials to be preserved in the Archives.

We’re serious about it!! In addition to all the usual records, we’ve been pushing to include things like creative writing, poetry, visual art, and, OF COURSE, music! We’ve seen firsthand how all of these forms of expression shape culture and history. While pending approval for that kind of project, we're working with local stations and collectors (a special thank you to our mech-on-the-inside, Jazz) to set up an unofficial server to host that kind of preservation. 🎨🎶

So yes, while we may have our moments of, let’s say, “slackery” (don’t tell the senior archivists), our passion for preservation is real. We’re all in when it comes to keeping the full spectrum of Cybertronian—and human!—expression intact for future generations. After all, the preservation of knowledge and culture doesn’t just stop at dusty old data-pads, right?

ALSO! We TOTALLY get the brain freeze that happens when you’re thinking of questions to ask, but we love them all! Don’t worry if they pop in your head later on—just shoot them our way when you feel ready. We're an open (and sometimes weird) channel for all your inquiries, big or small. 🫶✨

Co-signed by at least two interns and one glitch ghost,

— C.O.G.S. Team 💥✨

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j0hnpr1c3sm1ssus · 5 months ago

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FICMAS - DAY 3 - CAROLLING

Title: Carol of the Sergeants

Warnings: This is Johnny x Kyle x Reader? I hope you all like that. Can be read as really platonic, but it is MEANT to be Kyle x Johnny x Reader

Synopsis: The three Sergeants, Kyle, Johnny, and you, all go and carol around base.

AN: This one is a little funky, but I kinda like it? idk

"I *cannot* believe you roped me into this," You say, fixing your scarf up.

Johnny lets out a bark of laughter, pulling his mittens on, the sheets of music beside him, "Well, I 'ad the idea, and Kyle was all for it.."

Kyle smirks, buttoning his coat up, "C'mon, love! It's not gonna be terrible. Besides, we needed a higher voice to balance us out."

You scoff, your cheeks rosying at the petname. You throw your mittens on and look in the mirror, "I look like I'm from Antarctica."

Kyle bursts out into laughter and comes up behind you, resting his head on your shoulder, "Yeah, lovie?"

Johnny comes up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, his head resting on your other shoulder, "Very *cute* Antarctican, migh' I add."

You all look like bloody Cerberus together, you look at both of them and just shake your head.

"Let's get this over with boys," You say with a sigh, stepping back and adjusting the collar of your coat.

Johnny picks up the sheet music folders, little folders of Christmas music. He hands you yours, the one with the Mezzo Soprano folders, Kyle the tenor, and Johnny *obviously* the bass. You all leave your quarters where you're starting from, planning to carol around base until you're either stopped by Price, hit, or you make a full circle.

You start with room 3C, beside yours. It's Simon's room, so you knock on the door and sigh.

Johnny starts first, a baritone, starts off your little choir. Simon sees it and raises an unamused eyebrow, crossing his arms. He just stands there as you all sing, staring down with those slightly menacing eyes.

He gives a slight nod as you finish, and slams his door. You can hear his lock, and then not even five seconds from when he closes his door, Johnny *bursts* out laughing. He doubles over, losing it.

"He fockin'-" he cuts himself off with a wheeze, "That was fockin' priceless!"

Almost every other person you all carol to is the same. Any eyebrow raise, an eyeroll, a confused glare, and then a slam of the door.

Price isn't in his room, he's in his office, and he seems to actually *enjoy* the carolling. He laughs, grinning widely like he always does, even clapping Kyle on the back before retiring to his work, closing his door in a way that *doesn't* accost your ears.

Once you've circled, you all stop back at your quarters. Your mitts are off, your coat undone, and you sigh.

"You both owe me one each," you grumble, letting them into your quarters and stripping your layers down. You shiver, rubbing your cold hands together and trying to warm up. Kyle comes over, now in his sweater and jeans, and wraps an arm around you, "Cold, innit, lovie?"

Johnny follows suit, coming down beside you both, wearing one of those Christmas T-shirts, putting his hands over yours, "C'mon, bonnie, let's get ye warmed up."

Johnny guides you, laying you down in bed, and Kyle wraps his arms entirely around you, spooning you.

Johnny covers you both up with a blanket, then lays his head on your abdomen, crossing his arms mindlessly.

Your eyes shut, and Kyle simply says, "Gonna fall asleep on us, lovie?"

Johnny sighs, humming quietly to himself, finally relaxing.

"I might... You're both like bloody space heaters," you say with a groan shifting up a little. One of your hands goes to Johnny's hair, gently stroking it, the other goes around Kyle's shoulder, holding him close.

It's bliss, really. You're snuggled with Kyle and Johnny, Johnny's soft hair between your fingers, Kyle's warm shoulder in your grasp.

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azsazz · 11 months ago

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💐 Dad!Az anon!!

Putting your message here so i can add a read more, but like i said earlier i don't have any words 😭😭 this is def one of the best asks ive ever gotten before and i'm so so so glad you love dad az as much as I do!!

ugh, i love and miss the babies so so much. and i love you too because this message made me feel so many things that i'm still blushing from reading this!!

yes, the kiddies will someday be developed as my OC's...i have plans :)))) 💙💙

Hi Kiers! I have returned, alas, and I have come with me and my complete brainrot. (I am crazy) Without further ado, here is everything I have to say about Daddy!Az and the rest of the Legion. Some might be complete brain rot, while the others fall in the middle or are actually (somewhat) legible literary analyses! just so you know, this is really long. i tried adding a read more button but I don't know if that's available for asks? i distinctly remember it being available... but it is what it is😔

One More: 🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦 SOME MIGHT SAY FIRST IS THE WORST BUT THIS FIRST ONESHOT TO START US OFF?? NOT THE WORST. FAR FROM IT, ACTUALLY. I don’t know if people say it enough, but I adore how you write smut. I have one emotion: 🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦

Family Dynamic: First, I love how your first thought was to go “Oh hell yeah! Daddy!Az! I should make a story about the birthorder of the children!” GOLDEN. your brain has veins with gold flowing through them. COMPLETELY and utterly ASTONISHING how they just come one after the other it’s hilarious?? im reeling😭 AND IRS SO CUTE HOW YOU INCLUDE LIKE LITTLE EXCERPTS OF DOMESTIC LIFE ARE YOU KIDDING ME? THAT’S SO ADORABLE. what gets me most, however, is the last few paragraphs. It’s like, it completely encompasses the reader’s (our) content and it’s so accurate and beautifully worded I can’t help but commend you for it. Plus, Cassian’s immediate “Oh No” gets me everytime😭😭

Keep Me Satisfied: “Going to fuck so many into you, love. A whole litter, I promise.” GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. 🫦 i literally HAVE NO WORDS?? I have no words! I literally have NO words besides the sentence “i HAVE NO WORDS”?? GOT ME FUCKED UP, GOT ME FUCKED OUT, GOT ME FUCKED???? HELLO??? HAS ANYONE EVER TOLD YOU THE WAY YOU WRITE SPICE IS LIKE OTHERWORLDLY TYPE OF IMPRESSIVE?

Hush Little Baby: This is like throwing the first ever blanket I had as a baby straight at me. It’s so familiar, and warm, and It makes me nostalgic because I was once a baby too (weren’t we all?), and I had the same wide eyes Azriel observed in his own babe. This oneshot makes me so happy, & I can’t fully articulate it

Here’s To Tradition Kiers give us a goddamn break or a glass of water to wash down the sugar challenge FAILED MISERABLY i look at nyx, giddy, and wren and all i want to do is CRY and HOLD THEM. I CAN’T EVEN LIKE… I DON’t KNOW HOW TO….ARTICUATE…I WANT TO HOLD. they’re like so little:(((( and im :((( i :((

You Too: I love your writing so much. need I say more. if I do then uhh err rhow do I get my thoughts out what if I just sscream in text AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Can’t You See?: IM CRYINGGGG WREN:( he’s such a sweet, sweet boy and when i first started reading this series i was really excited to see how he’d grow up and it’s just. wow. seeing him so happy makes me so happy. your writing makes me so happy “The little boy even tries to show off his own shadows, “Just like my daddy’s!” He sees both Rhys and Cassian watching with their own fond smiles, silently agreeing with every loving word pouring from the little boy's mouth.” PAUSE. I NEED TO CRY

Concord: I really like how you emphasize the bat babies innocence here. Unlike their fathers, from what I remember because I find it truly hard to focus when i read and like to listen to audiobooks as an alternative, the bat babies have a more stable childhood. theyre surrounded by safe environments, and they see that their parents have these funky little markings on parts of their body and they want to have that too. they hear stories of promises and the like and they want that too. they want what the inner circle have and so they try to ensure they get it and it BACKFIRES ON THEM THEYRE SO:( I feel😞 and WRENNIE ASKING IF NYXIE AND GIDDY CAN STAY FOR SUPPER ?!!!!! I CRY.

come back: 😞😞😞i 😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞love😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞the😞😞😞😞😞😞familyness😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞icryicryicry😞😞😞😞😞😞

Burning Man: Hi! You wound me with your writing sometimes. The utter devastation I feel whenever you write angst is inexplicable! There is truly nothing like it! I did like the comfort right after though. Dad!Az you are my roman empire😞

Promise: GET THE FUCK OUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT I AM GOING TO CRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY IM SORRU ITS JUST SOMETIMES WHENEVER YOU WRITE ABT THE BABIES THEY’RE LIKE SO WONDERFULLY PORTRAYED.. l CRY I CRY I CRY ITS TAKING EVERYTHING IN ME NOT TO HOLD BAZ RN

Summer Daze: I love how you give us a little peek into Mama’s relationship with the other women, Nes in particular!! i love Nes and i hold her close to my heart so this little peek made me really happy. Especially at how cute her relationship with Cas is, even if its just brushed over:((( its so cute!!!!!! And Azzy kissing Mama’s belly:( that’s so sweet and tender

Two is Better than one: I. LOVE SCENES LIKE THIS. Where a character is thanking and worshipping the person that’s giving them children, blessing them with new life—an extension of love and care; it’s just so intimate and i treasure it and you write it so well it near kills me to stop reading😭 I really really like that addition:(

Taciturn: Punchign wall.😭☹️☹️😭😞☹️😞☹️☹️😭☹️😞☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞 baz they will never make me hate u “How come knoxie doesnt cry like Malos does” HELPPPPPP☹️☹️☹️☹️ “Its okay mommy, i’ll talk for him!” can we get more baz n knox pls. pls. thats truly so sweet.

In the House love built: the way you write smut is so intimate sometimes, and it’s so loving and you encapsulate the bond between mates so well. you’re truly worthy of all the attention you’ve received on this platform

The Calm Beneath The Storm: ☹️ pleaaaase i love how the childrens bonds are so evident and well written too and i just.i just cant properly sayhow much comfort i find in series like this and i cant properly say how much comfort i find in writing like yours ure so good kiers omf

Cuddle Me In: Jax is like living tylenol in a baby im not joking . he fixes ALL my headaches. hes so adorbsicles no one speak to me at all i cry i cry i cry☹️😞☹️😞☹️ punchign. wall

The Rowdy Bunch: Azriel really knows how to man up huh god he’s so fine in rhis one miss kiers u made him sso fine

The HoneyCrisp Grove: 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 ARE YOU KIDDING ME THATS SO ADORABLE

Winter Wind: I just think it’s REALLY funny that you deliver honeycrisp grove and suddenly i get hit in the face with 💥BOOM ZUZU CRYING SO HARD HER VOICE IS HOARSE 💥BOOM MAMA GETTING STABBED BY A DISTANT RELATIVE 💥BOOM “help me” WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME. do u drink your readers TEARS for breakfast (this is my way of saying this story is well written and perfect)

Sticking Together: UGHH THIS IS SO:((( I WOULD LOVE FOR AN EXTENSION ON THIS!! like just seeing the #boys and their journey throughout windhaven would be so sad but also such an exciting read?? I hope we get to see how their bond grew because of it, or how it was maintained:(( i really like this story!!

Snatched: Complete rollercoaster of emotions btw. A bunch of ups and downs and round and rounds and i came out dizzy and dazed and possibly bleeding internally. W Eris I love him in this you portray him so well🙏🙏 And also once again. BAZ AND KNOX. GOD. MAKES ME SICK TO MY STOMACH WITH WARMTH.

No tricks, Just Treats: little knox is so precious to me. like he’s just so sweet. and also i remember you mentioning in the batbabies doc that wren, gideon, and nyx had the same dynamic as rhys, cas, and az so thejr costumes are a pretty good touch:D this is the perfect amount of fluff

In Ribbons:

“Baby, baby,” he begs, raising up as far as he can, voice lined with desperation and hazel eyes wide, “I didn’t mean to–” 🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦🫦 HELLO

Unwrapped: “Zuzu and Jax must be on waking you and your mate duty as they’re already climbing up into your bed. Your oldest daughter, ever the determined one, uses all of her strength to pull herself up onto the plush bed, only slipping once.” ZUZU GET BEHIND ME ILL PROTECT YOU ��🤺🤺🤺 HUZZAH shes so cute . i love zuzu so much, shes such a sweetie:(( your stories are like huge rollercoasters tbh one moment az is wrapped in ribbons and then the next the kids are fighting over presents and im here for it!! AND ALSO JAX AND AMREN & jax and rhys mention wow. god i love them i love how you put in effort to establish dynamics not only between the family but between the extended family too!?!

Into The New: I LOVE ZUZ SOOSOSOSMUCH:( she triggers fond memories of my own childhood. The way more of her dynamic with the orher members of the inner circle is expanded on in this story is so so sweet. I LOVE scenes where young characters see love blossom between people and KNOW that its love and WANT it but also at the same time i recall seeing an ask where you mentioned if Zuzu ever had a mate she’d think of herself as unworthy which … which is making me connect dots🙏 im trying to connect dots here cuz I SEE THE VISION but im trying to see the TRUE EXTENT OF THE VISION

Here for You: the Zuzu Rules Shirts?? I love Uncle Rhys😭 he’s so real for that tho. toss me one and watch me wear it with pride ??? i love the little things you add into your stories thatninclude the dynamic between characters:(( and also Zuz here being so happy and fulfilled makes ME happy and fulfilled. shes MY BABY.

Between Me & You: “This one’s for all the Jax girlies” ME🙌 JAX IS MY BOY🙏🙏 but also Baz calling Jax “J” is so corny and brother-core!!! (i dunno how else to describe it but i love it) also Bryaxis and Jax⁉️ FRIENDSHIP⁉️🙏 IM ALL FOR IT and i love how we see remnants of Jax’s journey into being able to control his power:((( i hope we get to see more of him (and Knox and baz . i love knox and baz)sometime!

The SafeGuard: IM TELLING YOU IM CONNECTING THE DOTS⁉️🙏 read:. im tripping over protective father azriel and giggling like a complete fool

Warrior Status: I. LOVE. WHEN. YOU. WRITE. SCENES. LIKE. THIS. ITS SO… IRHFJDJD LIKE WHEN YOU GO MORE IN DEPTH INTO THE LORE AND HOW NEW GEN IS HANDLING THE BLOOD RITE AND HOW THEIR PARENTS TRAIN THEM FOR IT IS MAKING ME HRISIDOOD ITS MAKING ME SO HAPPY but also wow. wow um the tension here is real. i always expect a rollercoaster of emotions whenever i read your writing and yet im blown away every time. i love baz, he seems to be capable of more than even he knows, and i hineslty hope theres more content so we cannall see how he’s faring:)

About Last Night:

“If we get caught,” Gideon defends, before adding as an afterthought, eyebrows furrowed, “And she’s not my girlfriend.” LOUDDDD INCORRECT BUZZER❌❌❌❌❌ W W W WRONGGGGG WRONG. EVERYONE KNOWS��️ i love how giddy is the one who suggests going to autumn primarily to see his girl. it’s very cassian core to me as much as cassian himself disapproves😭 and KNOX’S LITTLE ‘im sorry’ PLEAAASEE THATS SO FUNNY

Torrential: This was actually the first story I read about the batbabies:) I was like, “oh my gosh who is Knox? I didn’t know there was a book out for next gen………… “ i was like genuinely so confuzzled. and this was like a few weeks ago. i didnt even know rhat Knox was an oc but I had, and still have a raging crush on him😞 I truly hope that you take the next gen and turn them into full fledged original characters of yours, i’d love to see them developed to their full extent especially with the teaser i get in this fic. like hello? Knox? River Keeper?? Okay I see you!! THE WAY YOU PORTRAY KNOX HERE UGHHHHHHHHHH HE’S SO LIKE UGHHHHHHHHHH UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH😡😡😡 (positive)

“His lips pull high into a wicked smile. One side curls higher than the other and it’s the first imperfect thing you’ve noticed about him, yet it still makes your breath hitch.” woo that got me. that got me good. you’re excellent

Our Souls Are Stars & Mine Is Forever Yours: kiers your BEAUTIFUL BRAIN is BRAINING again. this is my favorite scoop of content for the batbabies. Maude & Giddy are truly so adorable, and you really did a good job at sparking chemistry between them both. Maude trying to calm Gideon down, Gideon leading Maude to the famous balcony I CRY. I WEEP. HEAD IN HANDS. I WAILLLL I WAIL IN JOY IM SO? YOURE SO GOOD AT WRITING KIERS HOLY FUCK?!?! YOU NEVER FAIL TO IMPRESS ME

to my heart: ouuuuu… okay i see you kiers….i love this oneshot, it’s like really sweet but in a quiet subtle way and i love it when oneshots are like that. Knox’s banter with Malos, knox waiting for a reply… Kiers genuinely bless your heart

Undercover: Jax, Knox, Baz. you will always be the number one’s of my heart. NOW THAT THAT IS DISCLOSED CAN I PLEASE SAY I LOVE HOW YOU WRITE CHARACTERS PINING. LIKE JAX THIS WHOLE ONESHOT IS JUST “grrrrrrrrrrrrr dont you notice me?? 😡😡” and “wait nevermind its not time yet☹️😞☹️” at the last second and hes just so cute in this oneshot but i feel so bad for him (can we get the batbabies dapping eachother up to commemorate the jax and knox interaction in this fic yall!?!)

Jax uses his powers at a party: Heehehehhehehehehehehhehehehe wowwwwwwwwwwww hes like protecting her from afar heheheheh i giggled

Jax finds out Knox’s mating bond has been found out: I LOVE THE CALL BACK TO THIS IN UNDERCOVER. I want to see how the whole family reacts to Knox’s mating bond in the future, hopefully!! It’d definitely be very chaotic, especially if it’s the whole family!!

Bryaxis calls Jax a friend: “There's this boy at my school. His name is Montauk. He always gives me trouble, pushing and shoving me, calling me names…" Jax trails off, his tiny hands clenching into fists, "But I've felt his true emotions, and he's just a sad, scared little boy too."” :((( the “too” at the end im inconsolable. I want to hold each and every one of your next gen characters. pls.

Uncle Cassian’s reaction to finding out Jax wants to be friends with Bryaxis: Cassian is my spirit animal. and i LOVE the way you portray him 😭 he’s so funny i feel like he’d bark if I told him he was my spirit animal

What if Zuzu had gotten her wings clipped at the Steppes? I CRY I CRY I CRY I CRY. UGHHH how you detail Azriel’s devastation and at the same time Zuzu’s acceptance TEARS THROUGH ME. Zuzu is such a strong character and theres nothing to thank for that other than your immaculate writing skills

Zuzu Gets a Cat but it loves Azriel the Most + Wren, Baz, and Zuzu work together to try and convince their parents to get a second cat: I wholeheartedly believe wren, baz, and zuzu were probably nicknamed the triple trouble primarlt because of their tendency to pull shit like this and i LOVE it its so funny. I love your writing sm

I don’t know if you can tell, but I have an actually very secure AND VERY!! NORMAL attachment to this series. And I don’t have anyone to thank but you for writing it and writing it so beautifully; you truly have a gift and I know that it will get you a bunch of amazing opportunities in the future, or even now. I can feel how much work and effort goes into your writing, and the fact that you share it is an honor in itself and I’m so glad to have stumbled across your blog. You are an amazing writer. I look forward to reading more of your writing, not just for Daddy!Az—although I’d love for more of him—but even without him, I’d still love every piece of yours. I honestly hope the next gen characters become characters you take under your wing and develop, I would love to see more of them and they’re such interesting characters already. They’re so cool. You’re really cool too, Kiers!! I hope you don’t mind it took so long to get back to you, I was balancing cleaning my apartment and binging your writing:D I don’t regret anything. Reading your writing feels like a reward after every hard day. I hope to see more of you on my dash, Kiers!!! Keep writing, with your skills and your beautiful mind—it’ll no doubt help you in the long run. You’re really cool:)

xoxo,

-💐 (the one from about a week ago)

#ask azsazz #daddy!azriel

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sunkifye · 6 months ago

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rage quit

⤷ round 19 : meet n greet

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it was still fairly bright outside when you turned the corner, the cool autumn breeze passing through you as you walked down the street. you quickly approached the old arcade, orange and brown leaves crunching beneath your feet. there was a tall teen boy, dressed all in black, standing right in front of the arcade doors. you watched him impatiently tap his foot as he shoved his hands deeper into the pockets of his jacket. you could safely assume that this seemingly mysterious guy was the chaotic goofball you were looking for.

“riki…?” you asked as you approached the guy, catching his attention. he spun around, a whole 180, with widened eyes.

“y/n?” he replied, a small smile creeping up onto his face.

“yup! hi,” you giggled, gazing up at him.

“hey…” riki said, looking into your eyes, his hands still shoved in his pockets.

the two of you stood there in awkward silence, looking at each other, then looking around, then looking at each other again.

“uh,” you muttered, deciding to break the silence. “you’re way taller than I thought you would be.”

“yeah?” riki laughed, making eye contact with you again. “well, you’re way shorter than I thought you would be.”

riki just absolutely gagged you and all you could do was gasp. your mouth hung wide open, causing him to laugh at your expression.

the autumn breeze picked up and turned more into a wind, sending a shiver down your spine.

“let’s go inside, it’s getting cold out here,” you said, hugging yourself for warmth.

“ahh, so you’re ready for me to beat you at all of the arcade games?” riki teased.

“oh you’re so on,” you replied as you both headed towards the entrance.

“just don’t rage quit on me this time,” riki joked as he opened the door for you.

“yeah yeah, whatever,” you rolled your eyes as you walked through the door.

you were immediately blinded by the purple neon lights that covered the ceiling as the smell of greasy pizza filled your nose. you took a few more steps into the arcade, the sounds of different machines ringing and kids yapping echoed throughout the building. the black carpet with funky patterns was sticky and there was an old, unamused man working behind the small prize counter that was filled with knick knacks and plastic toys.

“so, what do you wanna play first?” riki asked, looking down at you.

“hmmm…” you pondered for a moment, looking around at the plethora of games.

“the claw machines,” you finally decided.

“really? the claw machines?” riki asked, a puzzled expression apparent on his face.

“mhm!” you hummed before grabbing riki by the hand and dragging him over to the first claw machine that caught your eye.

the machine was filled with rainbow bouncy balls of all different sizes. you put a quarter into the coin slot, causing the machine to light up and play a little tune. you moved the joystick around, positioning the claw over one of the balls, and hit the big red button. the claw lowered and lowered and…

womp womp womp

ahh yes, the sound of failure.

the claw rose back up with nothing in its grasp. the bright lights turned off and so did the happy tune.

“aw man,” you frowned at the machine.

“let me try,” riki said, scooting closer to you.

you moved over so he could use the machine. doing the same thing you did, riki put a quarter into the coin slot and began to move the joystick around. and just like you, the lights flashed different colors, the same happy tune played, riki lowered the claw, and…

nothing.

“dang it!” riki grumbled.

“it’s ok, we can try a different one,” you suggested, but riki shook his head.

“no, I’m gonna get it,” riki said with confidence, slipping another quarter into the coin slot.

and once again…

nothing.

and after the fifth time of the claw rising up with no prize in its grasp, riki finally gave up.

“this is so rigged,” riki huffed, which made you laugh.

“we can play a different game if you want,” you said as riki backed away from the “rigged” claw machine.

“no, not yet.” riki replied, shaking his head. “I wanna win you a prize from a claw machine.”

“riki…”

“I can do it. just… not this one,” he said, glancing at the claw machine he attempted to beat multiple times. “it’s because the balls are round, so it’s harder for the claw to grab,” he tried to explain.

“I don’t think-”

“come on! I’ll win you something from…” riki looked around before pointing at another nearby claw machine.

“that one!” he exclaimed, grabbing your hand and running over to the machine.

unlike the other claw machine, this one was filled with plushies, pokémon plushies to be exact.

“which one do you want?” riki asked, letting go of your hand and digging into his pockets for another quarter.

“uhhh…” you stared at the array of plushies before coming to a conclusion.

“pikachu?” you said, like you were asking a question.

“alrighty! one pikachu coming up!” riki exclaimed as he put a quarter into the machine.

this time was a little different. the claw latched onto the pikachu plushie that you wanted and began to ascend up.

it began to move towards the prize chute when the pikachu plushie slipped out of the claw’s grasp, falling onto the other plushies, and tumbling to the back of the machine.

“nooo!” riki whined, upset by the small loss.

“so close!” you said, trying to make him feel better.

“do you think I can still get it?” riki asked, almost pushing his face against the glass window of the machine to get a better look at the plushie.

“I don’t think the claw reaches that far back…” you replied hesitantly.

“maybe go for the snorlax plushie instead,” you recommended. “it’s closer to the prize chute anyways.”

riki nodded, pulling out yet another coin.

“you know what they say, second time’s a charm!” riki said, putting the quarter into the coin slot once more.

“isn’t the saying third time’s a charm?” you asked, peering over riki’s shoulder, watching him move the claw attentively.

“yeah but I have a good feeling about this one,” he replied, positioning the claw over the toy before hitting the red button.

the claw lowered and…

nothing.

“ugh,” riki groaned as he watched the claw rise up empty handed.

“you know what? you’re right. third time is the charm,” riki concluded, putting in another coin and starting the game up once again.

you sighed in response to his stubbornness, watching him concentrate on the claw machine like his life depended on it.

you had a feeling that you’d be there for a while.

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shrimptacodaniels · 4 months ago

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all i know is you make sense (pt. 3)

WOO!! we love when i have time to write!! thank you again for being so lovely, sleepy babies 😚

happy reading!! i get a little silly with the canon in this one (not in a way that’s unbelievable, just in a way that’s a little funky) - enjoy your easter eggs ;)

ps - the sense is taste in this one!

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“Oh this is a favorite,” Bernice gasps. “Halloween costumes.”

“Mom-“ Alexa whines, placing a hand on the album in light protest, “put it down. Why’d you even pack these?”

“It’s tradition!” Bernice flips the book open. “And it’s funny. You girls were a hoot.”

Alexa looks like she wants to die. Kat’s matching her expression eerily well.

Huh. Sisters.

Josh considers the situation he’s in - something he’s done many-a-time since last week. He had been on the phone with his best friend in the world when an agonized groan came from her side of the line.

“Shit.”

“Kat?”

“Sorry. Thanksgiving’s this week, huh.” It’s supposed to be a question. Something tells him it’s not.

“Yeah,” Josh answers slowly.

“My family’s in town. Mom’s renting out a place in Mountport for the week to get us all under one roof again. Lex’ll be there. Carm won’t, lucky bastard.”

“Kat, love, I know your family’s not great, but is there a specific hold-up? I mean it’s just a couple of hours.”

“They’re like, wildly out of touch,” Kat starts. He hears the thump of her setting her phone down and waits a second for her to switch to speaker phone.

“Meaning?” he prompts.

“Super duper strange and super duper homophobic.” Josh would bet money she’s doing pathetic little jazz hands to accentuate her point.

“Haven’t seen them in years, either, so they don’t- wait. Hold on.”

Josh, dutifully, holds on.

“Do you have plans on Thursday?”

“Nope.” He pops the ‘p’ for emphasis.

“I think we can agree that we’re soulmates, yes?”

“Platonically, I would absolutely say so.”

“I have an idea,” she says, “and you can absolutely say no…”

And so now he’s looking at photos of baseball legend Alexa McGovern (when she was ten years old Alexa Renee Faulkner), grimacing as she holds a newborn Katrina Eileen Faulkner.

His “girlfriend.”

“Alexa went as a Ninja Turtle for five consecutive years,” Bernice points out. Her finger traces the purple bandana around young Alexa’s eyes idly. “The girl one, of course. Purple always was your color, dear.”

Sorry, the girl one?! Josh was beginning to understand what Kat meant by “out of touch.” He tries for a polite smile.

“We thought you were going to grow up to be a ninja turtle,” Kat’s father (Theodore?) adds with a wink. “You were a blessing to shop for.”

There’s a general buzz of laughter from the room. Kat just hums an affirmative through a tight-lipped smile.

“Oh, and Carmen,” Bernice sighs, flipping the page. “She always made her own costumes. Big on expressing herself. She was our quiet storm, hm Teddy?”

“Our little black cat,” Theodore supplies.

Score. Josh got his name right.

“Remind me where she is, Bernice?” Alexa’s husband, Morgan, asks the question like he already knows the answer.

“Touring with her band, dear,” Bernice responds absently. “She’ll be home in Prairieville for Christmas.”

“Touring with her emo band,” Vanessa interjects. She’s the youngest one here, a Freshman in college. Kat’s niece.

It’s evident she’s trying to press some buttons. He can kind of see the resemblance from that fact alone.

“It’s not emo, Vanessa.” There’s a vicious chastisement behind Bernice’s mild words. “She’s simply expressing herself.”

“Her band name is Every Place I Cry, Grandma.”

Carmen. Carmington Tre?!

Yet another thing they have to talk about on the way home.

“Now young lady, you are reading too far into things! Carmen is a deep thinker.”

“She believes in horoscopes. So much so that she talks about it every week for public consumption,” Vanessa points out drily, “not much depth there.”

“You’re young.” Bernice looks furious. “You don’t understand the nuances.”

“Kids and their labels, Bernice. Ain’t got no education, but a buttload of opinions.” Theodore wheezes a laugh.

Josh hates every word that comes out of this man’s mouth.

He pokes at Katrina with his elbow.

“Hm?” she asks, a filler more than anything. He leans to speak into her ear.

“So one of your sisters is a baseball player who grew up wanting to be a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle and the other is in an emo band, co-hosting an astrology podcast as a side hustle.”

“Mhm.”

“And you’re the lesbian?”

She laughs at that, nudging him back. “Shut up.”

Kat’s Aunt Camilla smiles at the two of them. “Swapping secrets, lovebirds?”

Josh matches her energy alarmingly well. “No ma’am. Katrina and I have no secrets.”

It’s not at all an answer. Like, truly. But it’s exactly what Camilla wants to hear.

“An honest man is hard to find these days, you know,” she coos. “You’ll do nicely for our Trina.”

He readjusts their arms, still intertwined, to grab Katrina’s hand firmly. “I hope so.”

She hates being called Trina. He squeezes twice.

I’m sorry.

She squeezes back.

Thanks. Not your fault.

“You wanna grab the cranberry sauce from the car, love?” he asks, fishing for his keys. He meets her eyes.

Take a minute. Before you kill your whole family.

He can see her response in the crease of her brow. They might kill you.

Then only be a minute. He smiles lopsidedly.

“Got it, hon.” She grabs the keys from him and plants a kiss on his forehead.

—

The cold air somehow feels less brutal than the incomprehensible energy inside the “Faulkner house.” Katrina exhales, taking it in.

“Alright, cut the crap.”

Vanessa is propped up against the wall dividing their rental and the neighboring property. Katrina looks at her niece in bafflement.

When did she get here?

“You’re gonna have to be more specific, kid.”

Vanessa quirks an eyebrow at that. It’s like they’re in a stand-off right now. Stakes feel high. But what are the stakes?

“That guy is not your boyfriend.”

“Yeah, Ness, I hired a guy on findmyarmcandy.com,” she snorts. “Caught me.”

“Oh I’m not saying you don’t know him.” There’s something overly sweet about the tone she’s using. It’s familiar.

You can catch more flies with honey than vinegar.

It’s like Mom.

Katrina doesn’t like it.

“I’m just saying you’re obviously a lesbian.”

Oh. Katrina doesn’t like this at all.

“Woah dude,” she starts, palms raised. Defensive. “Back up.”

“Am I wrong?”

Katrina’s an excellent liar. Most of the time. She’s always been good at slipping through traps - weaving her way through teenage life under her parent’s watchful eyes, through moves and jobs and relationships. A quiet, calculating, unremarkable youngest daughter. An actuary to her core - risk-averse and crafty as anything.

But recently, she’d gotten awful good at being seen, too. At taking risks. At opening up. At bearing her true self with pride.

Damn. Josh ruined her.

She inhales sharply then lets it go. Fine. This is fine.

“No,” she says carefully. “You’re not wrong.”

As expected, Vanessa’s eyebrows shoot up strikingly fast.

“You gonna tell your mom?” she challenges. Ness loves an argument. The more steam Katrina can get her to blow off now, the less there is for later.

“Dunno.” Her eyebrows are still raised. “Are you gonna tell my mom?”

“Haven’t thought that far,” she says, because she honestly hasn’t. Lex has always been a level of unattainable Katrina hasn’t even wanted to process.

Vanessa shrugs. A peace offering.

“Fair. I don’t want to tell her either.”

Now Katrina’s the one who’s shocked.

“Don’t want to tell her I’m gay?”

“No. I don’t want to tell her I am.”

“Oh, Ness-“

And before Vanessa can protest, she’s wrapped in Katrina’s arms. There’s nothing but them in the mist for a minute. Then, Katrina begins to speak.

“The guy in there? The one I’m with? He’s my best friend in the world,” she starts, swaying the two of them gently. “And he’s the only person I have protecting me. He chose to do that. Now the cool thing is,” she wants to look Vanessa squarely in the eye when she says this, “you’ve got the both of us. And I know it’s not as good as having a full family of people that accepts you, but it’s a start. Your people will choose you.”

Vanessa looks suspiciously close to tears. “Yeah. Thanks.”

Katrina smiles. “You got yourself a girlfriend?”

“Her name is Brittany and she’s the coolest person I know.” Gosh, the way she lights up so immediately is infectious.

Maybe there is something good about the holidays.

“Good. I wanna meet her.”

“Only if I get to meet yours.”

“Wh-“

“Don’t even, Aunt Katrina.” Vanessa shoots her a mischievous grin. “Takes one to know one.”

Katrina laughs. “It’s a deal. Now come on, the Tofurkey’s gonna get cold.”

“Ugh, let it.” Vanessa wrinkles her nose. “Shit’s disgusting.”

“Language, Ness. Let’s go.”

They both know she means nothing by it.

Josh is at the door when they walk back in. Vanessa nods to the two of them, sauntering past.

“Miss me?” Katrina teases.

“That was more than a minute,” Josh says lightly in reply. “You’ll tell me later?”

“You bet your ass, babe.”

“Ew, babe.” Josh sticks his tongue out in distaste at the pet name.

She chuckles. “If you think that’s gross, I’d love to see your reaction to the Tofurkey.”

The Tofurkey is terrible. Not because he hates tofu (he doesn’t), just because Bernice doesn’t know how to cook.

The debrief after they leave in Kat’s beat up Chevy is far more filling. Soul food, if you will. The lightness in her is so obvious when they’re together. He missed it when she was with her family.

Huh. She shines brighter when she’s with him.

The waning minutes before they go to sleep, wine drunk in Katrina’s apartment, are gentle. They take opposite ends of the couch, their legs intertwined in the middle. Kat taps her toe against his shin.

“Hey,” she smiles sleepily. “Grateful for you.”

“Hey.” He smiles back. “Grateful for you.”

They fall asleep like that, with the knowledge that there are people that make life worth living.

And that the search is worth it.

#falcon thieves #play it by ear #pibe fanfic #jkeu #joust because #pibe #the sillies

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smorbee · 2 years ago

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iBook Pyramid Behind the scenes!

This is a long one. Also keep in mind we made this a year ago so were going completely off of memory at this point BUT we do have the files. Unfortunately we didn't save specific versions of it really early into its creation so all the blender files close to being finished.

We have an intense appreciation for funky old computers. People correctly identified inspiration from the Thinkpad 701C. Less obvious in the final design but something that almost certainly influenced us as well was the 12-inch powerbook g4.

There is something very satisfying about nearly-square shaped laptops.

Others mentioned the JVC 3100R pyramid TV which, you'll be surprised to learn, we had never actually seen until after working on this project. The resemblance is uncanny and yet, entirely coincidental. Honestly if we had seen this thing, it probably would have had an effect on our design because the way that hinge is set up is beautiful. Our thought process was simply just comically emulating the form factor of a modern laptop but with a giant CRT.

We're pretty sure the idea started out as simply wanting to design a full profile keyboard into a macbook-like laptop because funny, and at some point the butterfly keyboard came to mind and we said Screw it and implemented that into it as well. Heres the keyboard separated into the different sections.

Sorry to say that the keyboard does not actually contain any switches. (You'll see that this computer was modeled to be viewed a limited angle)

Heres the keyboard from the top.

Once we got going with it, the whole thing was turned into a big joke of course, clashing many different eras of technology into one. Such as this massive beige tank of a "laptop" having a single USB C port as its main I/O.

And same with the software. This is the texture for the display, Which was taken from our real (unfortunately not crt based) macbook setup at the time. Except not quite, as the original screenshot was 16:10. We simply edited the image to make it 4:3. This is running mac os 12 with a majority of the icons changed to early osx equivalents.

We'll be real and admit the animation is not very intricate, theres no real "rig" for the model, parts are just parented together because we did all this in about 2 days. That said, we had loads of fun animating it still, trying to imitate the motion of someone struggling to lift the heavy top up before it swings open with an inaudible, but easily imaginable "Thud". Making the whole body shake and the trackball jump slightly was the finishing touch to make it complete.

The wire for the trackball was made using a circle with the screw modifier and then applied to a curve. Here's what it looks like with each modifier applied sequentially.

And then making the trackball itself a handle for the curve, we can have the cable be dynamic. (Yes, we notice that the trackball in fact has no mouse buttons. No good explanation for that, I think we just forgot lmao.)

For the screen, we make use of a location transform on the UV mapping for the satisfying detail of the screen distorting from the impact, which we swear we've seen before but no matter how hard we (safely) bumped our CRT monitor we weren't able to recreate it. Nonetheless even if its not entirely realistic we wouldn't remove it for anything.

speaking of which, an utterly useless detail considering the resolution and distortion of the final renders and yet we added anyways just for our own amusement is that the display has a shadowmask, simply done by just multiplying it over the base screen texture.

Combined with a glass material over the inner part of the screen, it utterly destroys low sample count renders of the screen and makes the project at least 3x as prone to crashing so thats cool! (it crashed on us while we were writing this section)

We've learned since in future projects that trying to optimize polygon count and materials is still very important even for offline rendered content. We can never be truly free from the constraints of memory limitations 😔

the final step was getting a more authentic less "polished" look in the compositing. This step can get very complicated based on the specific look were going for, but for this render its really just basic color correction and some blurring and sharpening steps. We used the default fake jitter node in blender at the time, though in more recent stuff we use the non-denoised image with filters applied to it instead, so its less uniform between images and more uniquely degraded looking.

Though we'd do a number of things differently now were still pleased with the final result. especially in animated form.

Heres an overview of the scene:

This is the bezeled apple logo in polygon form. Its simply an alpha texture with a normal map:

Thats all for now! Thank you for reading!

#corrie3d #behind the scenes #3d art

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Take me | PJM

!warning: sm6t

“Jungkook, are you sure this is a good idea?” you asked with a bag in your hand, ready to pack.

“I have told you so many times, yes! I know you and Jimin hyung had been close for a while, I’m sure he would love for you to come” Jungkook answered whilst his boba eyes were glued to your sandwich laying on the counter.

“Okay! Yay! I really wanted you to say so” you admitted shyly, throwing clothes into your weekend bag. “Did you check the weather? Is it going to rain? Oh also, how many rooms do we have booked?” You started asking all of the questions that have been brewing in your head. But he wasn’t listening.

“Are you going to eat this?” he asked, slowly moving towards the sandwich he has been eyeing for the past ten minutes.

“Have you even..”you sigh out loud and you looked back at the sandwich you started eating before Jungkook arrived “You can have it” you added and looked at your phone to check the weather.

You were part of the small circle of friends for a while now, but you had to pull away because your responsibilities have taken a lot of your time, whilst you started to spend a lot of time with Jimin, just the two of you. It was clearly somewhat of a romantic interest, but you both kept it really friendly for a long time and both were worried on how to explain it to the rest. Jungkook knew from the start, the second you started shyly smiling towards Jimin when the group was together he has picked up on it and for once in his life he has made the good decision of discussing it with you separately rather than bringing to everyones attention and making it awkward. Thankfully he has been so sensitive, because there wasn’t anything serious going, few sweet dates and hang outs. But it was obvious. Jimin was just everything you could ever ask for. He was funny and lighthearted but also extremely warm and deep, when the situation allowed. He was good looking, to the point he would take your breath away and you wouldn’t be able to form sentences when there was more than the two of you around. You were friends for the shortest amount of time within the group and you always felt drawn to him, but it just never occurred to you that he might also like you.

“Y/n you make the best sandwiches I swear” Jungkook came back and sat on the bed, devouring his beloved sandwich.

“I’m so glad you love it. Who else are we picking up?” you answered, finishing packing.

“Seokjin Hyung and I am pretty sure Taehyung hyung, but he should be at Jimin hyungs so we can just grab them together” he answered in between his bites and looked at his phone. “Oh shit, we are going to be late” he quickly got up from the bed and watched you close your bag, pick up few more bags that were ready by the door and the two of you left your flat.

You lived on the other side of the city than the rest, so it took about 20 minutes to get to Seokjins apartment. You grabbed your phone and dialled his number.

“Seokjinie, we are waiting downstairs” you said and he said he will be down in a few minutes. He appeared with fluffy hair, half of it still wet and a funky button down shirt with print of fish on it. He loved fish and he was ready to fish by the lake this weekend. He opened the boot of the car and fit all of his stuff, then went to the back of the car, opened the door and got in.

“Jungkooka, I can’t believe you agreed to drive. Thank you! Y/n it feels like I haven’t seen you in forever. I’m so glad one sane person is joining us on this journey” he giggled and Jungkook started the car again and the journey to collect the rest resumed. Jimin lived five minutes down the road from Seokjin, so the car literally stopped in few minutes. Both Jimin and Taehyung were already waiting downstairs looking out for Jungkooks car. Taehyung waved the second he saw the car approaching. And the second you saw Jimin you felt blushing and Jungkook just rolled his eyes and told you to behave. The boys packed everything into the boot and you got out of the car to get to the back.

“Y/n! I am so glad to see you come with us” Jimin finally noticed you in the car and you just smiled and nodded at him. He knew you found it difficult to be yourself when everyone else was around so he just smiled back and your stomach flipped. His crocked tooth appeared when he smiled widely at you and yoir stomach filled with butterflies. He was really just so handsome and cute. Taehyung waved at you from the other side of the car, because he decided he wants to sit right next to his hyung. Jimin at the front with Jungkook, you, Seokjin and Tae at the back.

The lake was about two hours outside of the city, so the car ride was filled with a lot of singing and snacks, until Jimin stretched his arms to the back of his seat and started distracting you with his hands, trying to grab yours, blindly and playfully swishing through the air. You were giggling so loudly, Jungkook gave you a stare from the rare mirror and you turned it down realising not everyone is aware of whats going on here. You grabbed his fingers and he just held your hands there for a bit, softly and playfully intertwined them with his. The snacks and singing continued, everyone played a game of guess what I see and eventually you made it to the lake and your cabin.

The cabin was very small, a very small kitchen, bunch of sofas in front of the fire place as centre of the room and small loft like space with few beds there. Cosy, all covered in cladding in a natural dark wood. It felt so warm and natural inside you couldn’t stop looking at all the details. Whilst Jungkook and Tae were bringing all the bags inside, Seokjin was already laying flat on one of the beds upstairs it was just you and Jimin. And he have been staring down on his phone ever since he entered the cabin.

“I am so sorry, I just had few emails from work I had to take care of before I can actually zone out for good” he said without looking up from his phone, but he noticed you awkwardly holding your elbow and looking around.

“Thats okay Jiminie. I am just so glad to get a bit of fresh air and relax” you answered, and that made him look up from his phone. He locked his eyes with yours and you couldn’t stop the feeling you were getting. He looked very domesticated and soft and you thought you could stare at him like that forever. The throat sound you’ve heard from Jungkook walking in with bunch of the bags and Taehyung following him, made you look up and start helping him. He was on it with all of the hints and it started to make you feel tired of it. Whether that was his intention or not, this weekend was your occasion to get closer to Jimin and maybe confirm he feels the same way.

The bags were quickly unpacked, both Jungkook and Seokjin started cooking. It started to rain outside and it turned cold, so Jimin promised to start the fire on. It felt like the perfect autumnal gate away. Shortly after beers came to play, everyone chatting away and enjoying the food and the food coma after.

Traditionally Seokjin went to bed after his first beer, tired of the journey and always the first to be up he went upstairs and picked a random bed to sleep in. You could easily hear whats going on downstairs, as half of the loft was exposed to the bottom like a balcony.

You, Jungkook, Tae and Jimin left. Jungkook also seemed pretty tired, after having to drive for several hours and cook he decided to go up with his hyung and get some extra hours of sleep.

Taehyung, Jimin and you. The fire still lit, few more beers were had.

“I didn’t actually know you would come Y/n” Taehyung admitted and you smiled nodding, as you were chugging beer straight from the bottle.

“I was planning initially, but Koo came to get me and I thought I really need to relax and get away from the city for a bit. Work has been a little too stressful recently. And i’ve heard you had a space since Joon had to go and see his parents” you became more talkative as you kept drinking. The only thing you noticed, was how Jimin wouldn’t stop looking at you. He was observing every move of yours and when you talked he wouldn’t stop looking at your lips. You brushed it off and went back to the conversation with Tae.

“You definitely deserve a break y/n you have been at it for so long. Glad you decided to come” he finished his beer and started yawning. He looked at Jimin almost expecting him to also say hes tired but nothing was happening. “Jiminie are you coming to sleep? It’s almost 2 in the morning” he finally poked the question and Jimin took his eyes off you and shook his head.

“I’m not tired yet, will stay a little longer. What about you y/n?” his smile was so addictive and you couldn’t resist.

“I could use another beer or two” you nodded in agreement.

Taehyung didn’t stay, he crawled upstairs and laid down next to Jungkook, trying to fit into the same bed as him.

The cabin turned quiet and all you could hear was the crackling of the fire and the rain outside. Jimin looked at the fire for a few minutes and then instinctively got up and moved all the way to sit next to you. You blushed, almost instantly.

“I am so glad you are here y/n” he murmured, laying his head on the back of the sofa and deeply staring into your eyes. You smiled and bit your lip right after, slowly drowning in his eyes.

“I am glad I came too. Have some business to figure out” you flirted at him, hoping he will understand the hint. You were tipsy and so was he, as you had so much beer already. That gave you the courage to find out what is going on between the two of you.

“Business?” He bit his lip and turned away shaking his head in approval. When he turned back around, he places his hand on your lap. Your body shivered under his touch and you started to realise it was just the two of you awake now.

“Mmhmmm” you murmured, as he slowly leaned towards you, with his eyes still open, staring at you from up close, smiling widely until you couldn’t take the tension anymore and you closed your eyes. Not wasting any time, Jimin leaned even closer and his soft lips found yours. Awkward at first, slowly moving against yours but you hummed a little with approval and pulled him closer to yourself to deepen the kiss. Him understanding the assignment, he leaned on the back of the sofa slowly pulling you on top of him. You followed his lead, without breaking the kiss slowly crawled on top of him. When he filled pulled away, he couldn’t stop giggling and neither could you.

“Was that the business then? Hm?” His teasing, tipsy voice lingered around. His face still so close to yours.

“Yeah..” you gave up fighting and just admitted the reason why you came here for.

“Y/n…” he whispered, trying not to start giggling again, trying to sound as serious as he could.

“Yeah?” You breathed out, staring at his lips. You lost any composure you had left.

“Let me make you mine” he answered and pulled you back into his arms, with his hands roaming at your back, slowly pulling you back into a kiss. You still sitting on his lap, with your knees bent both sides hovering above him slightly.

“Take me” you answered and you didn’t realise how slutty you sounded. Words slightly slurring, hair all messy after the first kiss. All eager to find out what does it entail.

Without hesitation, with his hands roaming at your back he has pulled your jumper and your tshirt off you, and without a warning he took his own one too. Kissing your lips in between, trying to satisfy the current urge yet trying to get you all his. He has unclasped your bra and laid it next to the rest of the clothes on the floor. Stopped there for a second and admired your beautiful breast right in front of him.

“Y/n…” he gasped and you immediately felt his length getting harder underneath you. “You are a work of art” he added a second after and started kissing your neck, your collarbone and slowly moved his plump lips down towards your nipples. You invited him, pushing his head towards your skin and playfully grabbing his hair. Throwing your head to the back when you felt his tongue swirling around your nipple. It felt like heaven and it was just the start. After he finished adoring every part of the top of your body, he helped you up and he got up himself only to laid you down on the sofa instead, taking his bottoms off. Swiftly moved your jeans and underwear off, and couldn’t help himself and enjoy the view for few seconds. Standing there naked, with his ribs tattooed, looking at you.

“You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life and I can’t believe you are real” he finished staring or admiring your entire body, he laid himself on the sofa just a little lower than you and he stared placing kisses all over your lower abdomen. And when you finally felt him getting close and closer you your heat, your breath sped up and yous started gasping for air. The tension in your stomach started to feel uncomfortable and yous couldn’t wait for the release. He nuzzled your heat with his nose and you moaned loudly forgetting there are other three men sleeping upstairs. The second he heard you he put his hand all over your mouth.

“This needs to be quiet Y/n no matter how good it feels” he whispered, looking up to the loft hoping nobody woke up. You nodded in approval and as he wanted to move his hand off your lips you held it there, hoping he will understand the hint. You wanted to be shut upped by him. And he understood, and a second after he was swiftly moving his long tongue between your folds, sucking and sipping on anything you were giving him. It felt like outer body experience, and you thought it couldn’t get better but then he started circling around your clit and he slipped a finger or two inside you and you threw your head even more to the back, nearly bitting into Jimins hand. He started feeling you clenching around his fingers so he pulled out, licked them himself and looked up at your face. Your eyes were begging for him and he couldn’t stand having you wait.

He was ready for you, he lined himself at your entrance, trying to put his hand on your mouth at the same time. Your body trembled and he slowly let himself inside you. His Nevermind tattoo on his rib as he pushed himself deeper, leaned forward above you and looked directly at your muffled face. Your eyes rolling up the second he entered you. Slowly thrusting into and out of you, skin burning, fire still crackling and rain outside. Your eyes eventually locked in with yours, your breath in sync as he picked up the pace. Your legs moved up towards his hips, pushing himself deeper inside you. You were moaning into his hand, and him trying to keep stable but was losing himself in you so badly.

He finally took his hand from your mouth to kiss you instead. Your tongues intertwined, his hands playing with your breast as he was burrier balls deep inside you. His lips over your, your lips over his making it all swollen. When you broke the kiss, hes moved around and out of you even though you clearly protested. He sat up pulled you back on top of him, and as you wrapped yourself around he slowly lowered you on top of him. The sweet feeling of fullness came back as he started pushing you down on himself to reach the sweet spot. Your arms entangled together, Jimins lips all over your skin, your neck your decollate, your hair messy. Not being able to have enough of each other, with skin rubbing on skin, you finally started to chase your high and he started deepening his thrust into you. Your breasts bouncing right in front of his eyes, making him grab them and kiss them in between.

“Jiminie, im so close” you whispered right into his ear, so he grabbed both of your ass cheeks and started thrusting into you, finding the deepest spots, having your body connect. With each thrust you felt getting over the line and as he felt you clench around him, he felt himself emptying deep inside you, holding you so close to himself as he could. Both of you panting, his length still fucking into you, just much slower. His lips were kissing your forehead and then your lips, and you just leaned onto him tired and fucked out.

“Let me get a towel” he whispered and he slowly pulled out of you, grabbed his underwear on the way and disappeared in the cabin’s bathroom.

He came out few minutes later and helped you clean yourself and put your clothes back on. The both of you snuggled on the sofa under a blanket, slowly starting to drift off.

“We have to tell them hm?” You whispered with your eyes closed.

“They already know, I couldn’t stop looking at you and I knew they know” Jimin answered quietly, slowly stroking your back and kissing your forehead.

“Mmm, okay my Jiminie..” you answered and you drifted into the dreamland in his loving arms.

#park jimin #bts #fanfic #fanfiction #bts jimin #jimin x reader #jimin x you #jimin x y/n #jimin fic #jimin fanfic

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