#this is the curse and the joy of theater

[seawitchkaraoke]

went to see Cats last night (christmas gift from my parents) and it was very funny (duh, cats is always fun unless it’s the 2019 movie).

They made some really fun/smart/interesting choices which I hugely enjoyed such as:

-Old Deutoronomy took a much more active role than he often does moving around the stage a lot more, singing the first few lines of a few songs such as Skimbleshanks, which worked really well, he was actually leading the jellicles instead of just watching their antics

- on that note though the one and only thing I didn’t like about this was that Old Deutoronomy hugged both Gus and Grizzabella and also misto after getting rescued by him. Idk. Hugging just feels? Not cat like? I didn’t like it  but it was literally just 3 hugs so i’ll forgive it

- they made the VERY clever choice of moving Pekes and the Pollicles after Gus the theatre cat and having Gus play the great Rumpus Cat. I loved that bc it gave pekes and pollcles more weight (instead of just being ‘’the cats put on a play inside the play’’ it’s now ‘’Gus is old and kind of sad and wants to reprise his old role so the cats encourage him to do just that and they all put on a play together’’ it gave Gus more room while still cutting  Growltiger’s last stand (which let’s be real is always cut. Like. I’ve seen cats 3 times and they all cut that song which is..... sad).

- just in general the songs all connected really well, the transitions between them always felt really natural and good which you don’t always get with Cats. The flow was really good.

- they made Tugger and misto somehow even gayer by having misto not just magic the rainbow banner out of a hat and dancing around on stage with it but also then linking arms with tugger and skipping over said rainbow banner and just adding a lot of misto/tugger arm in arm dancing to the song in general

- they also replaced Tugger’s ‘’ladies and gentlemen...’’ with ‘’felines and friends’’ which is a small touch, but I am nonbinary so it made me happy

- just. Tugger. He’s always so fun but this one had SUCH gremlin energy it was incredible, he was shorter than other Tuggers I’ve seen which didn’t make him any less hot (judging by my mom’s reaction to him lol) but it just. idk it added something that he was shorter than both misto and munkustrap and also was constantly climbing onto tall things when he needed to just exist in the background, like he’s hot and he’s absolutely one of the leaders and yes he’s respected but also he’s a little gremlin cat who wants to be tall

- munkustrap who’s always been one of my faves was incredible as always and he was very annoyed at tugger the faces he made in the background of tugger’s introduction song were hilarious, he took great care of the kittens as always and his fight with macavity was?? so good? idk if they made it longer or what but it somehow hit me more than it usually does, the way once he went down all the other cats who’d been scared ganged up on macavity? they love him so much this is so cute

#cats musical #saw the production that's currently touring they're in frankfurt for another two weeks i think #no idea where they're going next but uh #go watch them if you get a chance #honestlly though i've seen cats 3 times #but the other two were ..... a while ago #so these may actually be common things that i just either didn't remember #or changed since like. 10 years ago #still it was great fun #i wanna watch it again right now #why oh why must theater be a once only thing #every performance is unique #every production does things differently #this is the curse and the joy of theater

[abbysbunny]

MODERN!ELLIE HCS

warnings: none! bit of cursing:)

word count: 0.6k

notes: hai guys:3 here's some ellie hc's! kinda proofread !!

-used an iphone 6 till it completely died and then she couldn't decide what phone to get because she didn't want to get a "fancy" one. you had to drag her to Mediaworld because she was basically refusing even though she hadn't used a phone in almost a week😭 (she'd been having to use your phone)

-has about a thousand hoodies and wears three of them, she buys them everytime she goes to the mall but then she uses the ones she bought when she was a teen. she doesn't even notice if you're wearing one of her hoodies because she didn't even know she had it

-she has a clear phone case and the only thing in it is a polaroid of you guys on your first date:') she hasn't changed it since that day

-still wears the same converse she's had for god knows how long, and when you asked her if she wants a new pair for her birthday she looked at you with the nastiest side eye ever. she couldn't even think about changing the pair

-has a private Instagram where only friends follow because she's scared of other people commenting on her post, like what if they say something mean? or what if they flirt with her? so she keeps it private and post a story maybe once a month

-even through she's not on Instagram that much she is always on tiktok, like you'll wake up at four in the morning for some water, turn over and her phone is inches away from her face the screen lighting up her face.

'ellie go to bed!' you mumbled as you got up and rubbed your eyes

'babe look at this borzoi' she tapped your arm and you rolled your eyes

-expending on her interest with borzois, after they become a meme she's just completely obsessed over them, if you're out with her and you see one you bet she's running up to it and awkwardly asking if she could pet it and then pets and plays with it for 5 straight minutes making you stand by her apologizing to the owner for her taking so long

-popeyes lover !!!! if you don't know what to have for dinner she'll order pop eyes (without) your permission, and suddenly the bell will ring and she's speeding down the stairs and running back up with a huge bag and the cutest smile on her face

-okay so if u have a fyp like mine then you know about mulch, so I think her fyp is full of mulch and lobotomy videos, and sometimes while your having a nice moment she'll say

'ugh I am so full of joy and sandy loam'

you'll look at her with the most judgemental look ever and lightly punch her shoulder

-loves I mean LOVES dried apples, will munch on them for hours !! she sneaks them into movie theaters and basically annoys everyone in the room because she's so fucking loud. also loves dr.pepper ! if you'd give her a bag of dried apples and a can of dr.pepper she'd be the happiest girl on earth

-can't cook for shit, like it's actually scary, somehow she'll burn everything she puts on the stove or in the over, she either puts the heat too high or just forgets she has something cooking at all. but will put the most amount of effort in a date night dinner !

-sometimes if you're lucky she'll get sappy and serious, like you'll lay down on her and fall asleep and she'll whisper something like 'I'm gonna marry you one day' then she realized what she said and cringed at herself

#modern!ellie williams #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams fanfic #ellie x reader #ellie the last of us #ellie williams #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x female reader #ellie williams x you #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams x fem!reader

[romanoffsbish]

I’m a Barbie Girl

Scarlett Johansson x F!R

Scarlett & you reach new heights in your relationship after an interesting, boozy conversation about the Barbie movie. (Literally saw these photos of Scar and I just went with the Barbie inspo)

WC: 1,422

Scarlett spoke with conviction besides you about the strong social implications made in the movie you two had just finished seeing.

Barbie—Starring Margot Robbie, Directed by Greta Gerwig, and adored by countless women.

You'd tried to listen to your girlfriend, to pay attention to the very real topic at hand, but the movie theater cocktail—because that's a thing now—had actually gotten to you. If your lover wasn't so enamored by the movie, she would've smugly teased you for being such a lightweight.

——

It was only as she shifted to face you after putting the car in park that she began to see.

"What did you think of the movie?" She'd asked, only to regret ever opening her mouth.

"It was very interesting Scarly," you sung, "But there's just something really bothering me."

Scarlett dropped her hand to your thigh in a comforting gesture and chuckled, "Yeah?"

She'd naively hoped it was about the realistic patriarchal system we live under, but it wasn't.

You nodded and narrowed your eyes to insinuate just how perturbed you were. "There's a massive plot hole in the script!"

Scarlett hummed, nodding her head for you to continue as she tried to suppress her growing smirk so as to not upset or distract you further.

"Yeah! The casting directors are idiots!" You seethed, hints of a bitter strawberry wafted beneath her nose and she cringed at just how intense the smell of alcohol was. She wondered how they could legally sell that strong of booze.

"How could they claim to be able to see when they didn't even cast you in it, it's an outrage! You could've been business barbie, with that short, sexy side swooped hair of yours wearing a grey pinstriped suit holding a briefcase."

"That sounds like Mafia barbie," she teased, and you pouted. "I'm serious Scarlett Ingrid Johansson! You are meant to be a Barbie!"

"I think all the ladies did a wonderful job my love, plus my schedule was busy anyways, and I am content with being your personal barbie."

"No silly, nobody owns anybody in Barbieland! You could be nurse barbie, and I'll be beach so that you could resuscitate me with your lips."

Scarlett took advantage of your suggestion and shamelessly pecked your lips and you beamed, "Exactly! See, you're perfect for the role."

"That's because those lips were made for me," the actress leaned in again, holding the kiss for much longer and bringing a sensuality to the moment as she cherished the taste of you. As she pulled away with a heavy sigh, and wide smile she felt content with the moment. The way you brought so much joy and love to her life was such a beautiful thing. You entered her life just as she'd sworn love off and reminded her just why she'd been a hopeless romantic.

"I'd probably be trash barbie," you said over a sniffle and Scarlett blinked rapidly trying to figure out when you'd started crying. She cursed herself for not noticing the aura shift. "You'd be so out of my league Scar," you were on the verge of sobbing now so the blonde got out of the vehicle and quickly got you out of your seat and pulled you into her chest.

"Baby no, you'd be priceless barbie, yeah, with a heart of pure gold, this gorgeous physique, stunning eyes and the key to my very heart."

You pulled back with eyes that glistened with tears beneath the moonlight, and a pout that made your girlfriend nearly melt into a puddle. Then you whined, "So I am Kenough for you then Scarly?" and she nearly lost it at just how serious, and downright pitiful your tone was.

"You're more than Kenough for me baby," she replied softly, forgoing her own dignity as she repeated the absolutely absurd play on words.

Scarlett held her hands on your hips and gently guided you in the house with the idea that she should get you a sobering glass of water. "Am I cellulite barbie?" Scarlett rolled her eyes as she sat you onto the couch. "Everyone is my love."

You hummed thoughtfully, and leaned back into the cushions as a wave of exhaustion pulsed throughout your body. You yawned, "I could be the Humble Servant Barbie to your Goddess. Do whatever you need and more."

Scarlett barked a raspy laugh, then suddenly her body was straddling yours making you gasp affectedly. Your naughty hands went to roam, but the blonde curbed your intentions as she lifted a cup to your face and you gulped it down as you eyed her knowing smirk curiously.

"That's our most accurate pairing thus far." You smiled, and looked to her with so much adoration in your eyes that she couldn't stop herself from drowning in the warmth of you.

There was no one else for her, she'd known that for awhile now, but this moment was clarifying in a way it had no business being. Scarlett decidedly clung to the moment though, her body suddenly leaned over yours and pulled a hidden box from the corner table. Her lips quickly pressed into yours again for a courage boost, and to shield your curious hazy eyes.

Why wait right?

"What about, you're Bridezilla Barbie, and I'm Whatever She Wants is Fine Barbie?" You looked at her in shock, eyes blinking slowly as you fought the exhaustion off long enough to register what she meant. The blur of something sparkling telling you this was a real moment.

"Scarlett, I am too drunk for you to prank me."

The blonde starlet frowned, and without a yes she slid the diamond on your finger, then she brought your hand to her lips to kiss over it. "I'm not pranking you baby, I'm dead serious."

You squealed so loud her ears rang, then you launched upwards startling her. You shocked her, because even in your hazy stupor you managed to flip your positions and press her into the couch. Scarlett's beam matched yours as she looked up at you, "Is that a yes then?"

You exaggeratedly rolled your eyes, "It's an of course you beautiful idiot! What fool do you take me for to say no to a lifetime with you?" Scarlett released a sigh, her smile trembled softly giving way to her insecurity, and you leaned down to kiss away all of her lingering fears of rejection, and to give her that yes.

"I'll marry you right now, on this very couch," you teased, "It doesn't matter when, or how, but do know I'm irrevocably yours Scarlett."

"All mine," she reciprocated your words, her hands gripped your hips tighter, and the both of you spent the next half hour lost in a steamy lip lock that only ended due to exhaustion.

"Let's get cleaned up and go to bed baby," she nudged your shoulder, you begrudgingly left the comfort of her neck, pulling back with a pout that she loudly giggled at. "Come now, I want to properly cuddle with my fiancé!"

Scarlett's heart warmed at the sight of your growing smile. A simple title change had you radiating with this untempered joy, she couldn't wait to see the reaction she'll get on the day it's finally swapped out for wife.

Scarlett once again guided your teetering form, she took you straight to the bathroom, and you patiently followed instructions as she used her brands skin care night time products on the both of you. Then she ushered you off to bed, and slipped in right behind you once all the doors were locked and lights turned off.

"Marriage is in support of the patriarchal nonsense Scar," you murmured over a yawn while pressing back into her. "Which is rude, but like, the idea of being your wife is dreamy."

Scarlett grunted softly as you moved again to roll onto your back and peer up at her, it was clear she was beyond exhausted now. Yet even with her eyes closed she smiled down at you. "We don't have to tell the government baby, I just want to celebrate our love with friends and family, and be able to forever call you my wife."

"I can't wait," you whispered dreamily, and your fiancé watched with a tired, amused gaze as you slipped off to slumber with a smile.

"Goodness me, you're just so precious baby," she said in a teasing tone as she pecked your parted lips. "Forever mine, and never again to question your beauty, or place in my world."

——

#scarlett johansson #scarlett johansson imagine #scarlett johansson fanfic #scarlett johansson fluff #scarlett johansson x female reader #scarlett johansson x reader #scarlett johansson x you #scarlett johansson x y/n #scarlett johansson oneshot #scarlett johansson pov #scarlett x y/n #scarlett x you #scarlett x reader #scarlett x fem!reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff x reader

[sycamorelibrary754]

When You Wish Upon a Star

Summary: You and Bucky Barnes have grown close, bonding over sarcasm and shared trauma. You make it your mission to help Bucky experience all the joys of life that Hydra took from him. A little Disney magic is the perfect place to start.

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x reader (platonic)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: A few curse words and references to past trauma.

A/N: Who wouldn’t want to go to Disneyland with Bucky?

It was always the same. Your eyes shot open as the sensation of falling washed over you. Slowly, you rolled over and lifted your head to check the clock. 3:12 am. Fucking perfect. After a couple of deep breaths, you lifted your tired body off your bed. You throw on your favorite sweatshirt before opening your door and shuffling down the hall. 

It was dark, but you knew the way by heart. A frequent late-night visitor to the compound halls thanks to your PTSD. Your nightmares came in bunches, and when they did you needed a distraction when you woke up to keep yourself from spiraling down completely. You reach the kitchen and are just about to open the fridge when you see the outline of James Buchanan Barnes sitting on the sofa in the dark. 

“Bucky? What are you doing out here?”

“Moonlighting as a vampire”, he grumbled.

“You know, I usually just take your hundred-and-eight-year-old sarcasm at face value, but it’s late and I’m genuinely curious”, you said, as you sit across from him on the sofa. One leg tucked up under your body and your arms crossed over your chest to keep yourself warm. 

Bucky looks over at you stone-faced, but you can tell he’s trying to read you, searching for an ulterior motive. The gears are turning endlessly inside his head. After about five seconds of silence, you decide to return the favor. There are dark circles under his eyes and his disheveled hair is standing on end. You can tell has been up much longer than you. 

“What are you doing?”

“Oh, sorry. I thought we were having a staring contest”, you said lightheartedly to cover up your attempt at reading him. You can’t help but notice the small smile that pulls at the corners of his mouth, disappearing as quickly as it came. 

“Do you ever feel like you don’t matter? Like, despite it all, you’ll never be free of the pain?”

“All the time”, you stated without hesitation.

He turns to you with a furrowed brow and a look of surprise.

“What?”

“Nothing, sorry. It’s just, in the past when I’ve said that to people they usually give me a bunch of hollow platitudes,” Bucky said.

“Well, that’s not me.”

“Me either.”

That was the first time you and Bucky had a bonding moment. Moving forward there were many more late-night talks and quietly waiting up for each other. A movie always queued up to help pull each other back into the present moment after a mission. You could be alone together in a way that you couldn’t be with anyone else. It stumped the rest of the team, to say the least. Two people who would rather silently take in the world around them than be forced to speak had become best friends.

*^_^*

You wiped the perspiration off your forehead, sitting against the wall in the gym after a joint training session. Bucky insisted on helping you improve your hand-to-hand combat skills. He noticed you had gotten a bit complacent in relying solely on your powers. After you arrived home from your last mission with a black eye, Bucky was adamant about training you himself. 

Taking a sip of water, you turn to Bucky, “Have you ever been to Disneyland?”

“You ask the most random questions, and no. I remember some of the original Disney cartoons, though. Steamboat Willie, Oswald the Lucky Rabbit. Before we started moving around to different army bases, my parents would give me a dollar and I would walk to the movie theater in Shelbyville, Indiana. They would joke, “Don’t spend it all in one place, James”, he said with a smile that slowly faded. “After my parents died, I stopped going to the movies. And… the Winter Soldier never had a vacation.” 

It was only in the last few months you started to notice Bucky differentiating himself from the Winter Soldier. You assumed it was thanks to Dr. Raynor and his pardon-mandated therapy, but he would never admit it was you who was helping him see that the Winter Soldier and James Bucky Barnes were not one and the same.

“Well, something to add to your list then. Come on, dinner is probably ready,” patting his thigh. You mentally file away what Bucky shared for later. There was a whole new life for him to live now, and you were determined to help him do it. 

A couple weeks later you and Bucky are infiltrating an old Hydra base off the grid. A simple in and out to retrieve a backlog of digital files, and you were back on the Quinjet within a couple of hours. You offered to pilot the jet home while Bucky took a nap. He awoke a few hours later to you poking him repeatedly on the shoulder with a dorky grin on your face. 

“What?” Bucky groaned, wiping his hands over his face. “Are we home?”

“No, we’re making an unscheduled stop,” you said, as the super soldier sits up. 

“Where the hell are we?” Bucky walked to the window surprised to find no landing pad, no buildings, no New York. 

“Surprise, Buck! We’re going to Disneyland,” you declared. “I cleared it with Fury. We have tomorrow off, and I already sent the files we retrieved to Maria with a written debrief. We’re officially off the clock for the next 36 hours.” 

“No, Y/N. I’m too old for this. What if someone recognizes us?”

“First of all, you’re too old for everything, but that doesn’t matter in the Happiest Place on Earth. Second of all, I’ve got that covered,” pulling a change of clothes for him out of your bag.

You both change and are about to depart the jet when you remember one more preventative measure. You grab both your suits and fiddle with them for a second before removing two of Tony’s trackers. 

“This trip will be our little secret”, you wink.

You departed the jet and activated stealth mode at the top end of the Mickey and Friends parking structure, away from prying eyes. After a short ride on the tram and walk through security you’re standing at the top of Main Street USA. You look down at Cinderella’s castle as the sights, sounds, and smells of Disneyland envelop your senses.

“Okay, so I thought we could hit Adventureland first. Jungle Cruise, Indiana Jones, just to get your feet wet. Then we’ll do Frontierland and New Orleans Square. Wait until you see Pirates of the Caribbean! Oh, and Fantasyland has the Matterhorn, I have a feeling you’ll love that ride. Then maybe we could grab dinner at the Jolly Holiday cafe and watch the fireworks. That will leave us with Tomorrowland tomorrow, no pun intended. Finally, I thought for shits and giggles we could check out the Avengers campus in California Adventure Land before we leave.” you rambled happily. You finally look up from your park map to see Bucky eyeing you like you are speaking another language. 

“Sounds great, but how are we paying for this? I doubt it’s on Shield’s payroll.”

“Ask and you shall receive”, you said with a devilish smirk, as you pulled Tony’s Black Master Card from your pocket.

“Where the hell did you get that?”

“Tony’s wallet. You’re not the only superhero here remember? Plus, Nat has taught me a thing or two about pickpocketing over the years,” you grinned. “Come on James, we’re going to spend it all in one place this time,” linking arms with the super soldier who simply rolled his eyes.

The next day and a half was a whirlwind of Disney magic. You went on every ride you possibly could. (You may or may not have hacked into the fast pass system to make your wait times in line as short as possible). Bucky made you go on Big Thunder Mountain Railroad twice and didn’t judge you for screaming in a way that would be considered very un-heroic by your teammates. You bought him personalized Mickey ears with his name embroidered on the back, and it only took ten minutes of arguing to convince him to wear them in a picture with Mickey. Meanwhile, Bucky took every opportunity he could to capture your Disneyland experience. Discreetly snapping a candid photo or filming as you happily sang along to the music on every ride.

After a good night’s sleep in the jet, the two of you made your way over to the Avengers campus in California Adventure Land. “Well, they got the aesthetics right,” you remarked. Taking in the scenery and park guests clad in Avengers merchandise.

You took a selfie in front of the Avengers campus sign that you immediately made your new lockscreen. It took a couple minutes, but Bucky found a spot for both of you in front of the compound to watch The Amazing Spider-Man! Peter welcomed the guests and conducted various flight tests in his new suit. There were flips, jumps, and web slingers galore. Each move executed smoothly, until he tripped over a few boxes and landed flat on his face. 

“Yeah, that’s about right”, Bucky joked as you nod in agreement. 

The campus is full of cast members dressed as all of your teammates interacting with park guests, Dr. Strange illustrating the mysteries of the Mystic Arts, and the Warriors of Wakanda demonstrating disciplines of the Dora Milaje. After exploring a bit, you decided to take a seat outside of Shawarma Palace to rest your feet. You both removed your hats and are scrolling through your phones when a curly-haired little boy wearing glasses and an Iron Man t-shirt quietly approached your table. 

“Hi”, he whispered shyly.

“Hi, what’s your name?” you smiled. You put your phone down and place your hand on top of Bucky’s hand. The gears turning in his head like the night you found him on the sofa in the dark.

“James”, he answered, swaying back and forth on the balls of his feet. You looked over at Bucky as he visibly relaxed and smiled. 

“Are you Bucky Barnes and Y/F/N Y/L/N?” he asked. Pushing his little glasses back up the bridge of his nose.

“Why do you think that?” trying to hide your grin.

“I have a poster of the Avengers in my bedroom! You look just like them, and umm, we learned about you at school. Oh, and I had an Iron Man cake for my last birthday. I got a helmet and everything!”

“That’s amazing, James! Iron Man is my favorite Avenger too.”

“Hey?!” Bucky said.

“Okay, original Avenger.”

You look over at Bucky eagerly. He seems to read your mind and nodded in agreement.

“We’ll let you in on a little secret, but you have to promise not to tell anyone,” you whispered as you motion for James to come closer. You hold out your hand and focus as small blue sparks dance around your palm. 

“Woah!!” James yelled.

“Shhhh,” you giggled. 

Bucky looks around carefully before taking off his glove and rolling up his sleeve to reveal his Vibranium arm. 

“That’s so cool,” James said mesmerized.

“We’re here on confidential Avenger business and we must keep our cover. Can you help us keep our identities secret?” Bucky asked as he rolls his sleeve back down and put back on his glove.

“Yeah!” your new friend exclaimed proudly. 

“Thank you, James. You will make a great Avenger someday,” Bucky said.

He gave the small boy a fist bump, and you do the same. James walked away proudly, and you can’t help but look over at Bucky. Your eyes shining with unshed tears.

“That’s why you matter.”

For the first time in your friendship, you think he believes it. 

The sun begins to set as you both stroll out of California Adventure Land. Bucky is about to suggest walking across the street to wait for the tram when he sees you running back toward the Disneyland entrance.

“What are you doing? We need to get going. I’m sure everyone is already freaking out that our trackers are offline” Bucky shouted.

“There’s one more thing we have to do. Come on!” you yelled, motioning for him to follow you. You lead your best friend back down Main Street USA before stopping in front of the cinema. You waited for him to catch up to you and pointed up at the marquee.

Main Street Cinema Presents: 

Steamboat Willie 

Plus six great original Disney cartoons.

I thought you might like a little walk down memory lane before the clock strikes midnight and we turn back into pumpkins.”

Bucky stared at the marquee for a few seconds before looking back at you. Before you can ask him what he thinks, he embraced you in a hug. You walked inside and strolled from screen to screen. Taking in the nostalgia of the classic black-and-white Disney cartoons. You reached the last screen just as Mickey began to whistle the theme to Steam Boat Willie. You glanced over at Bucky and noticed his eyes shining with unshed tears this time. You rub gentle circles on his back until the credits roll. 

“Thank you, Y/N”, he sighed, wiping his eyes. That meant a lot to me. This trip meant a lot to me. I never thought I’d say this, but I loved it.”

“You’re my best friend, Buck. You deserve to experience all of the beautiful moments in life. It’s never too late. Hell, everyone should have a first trip to Disneyland. I’m just glad I got to do it with you”, putting your arms around him. “Come on, let’s go home.”

Back on the jet, Bucky offered to pilot so you can get some sleep. Fortunately, the night air is calm and clear, so after about an hour he put the jet on autopilot and sat down next to you. The super soldier gently covered you with a blanket before pulling out his phone. He can’t help but laugh at the sight of the two of you sharing a giant Dole Whip or screaming as the train dipped and dove on Thunder Mountain. For the first time in forever, Bucky sees himself smiling and almost doesn’t recognize himself.

You finally stirred when the wheels touched down on the compound landing pad. Bucky had yet to notice you’re awake. Preoccupied with shutting down the jet and grabbing both your bags. You lay there silently as your eyes followed him. You smiled to yourself as you heard him softly whistling “When You Wish Upon a Star”.

Mission accomplished.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x y/n #winter soldier #mcu #the avengers #fluff #disneyland #super soldier #super powers #vibranium #white wolf #james buchanan barnes

[peaceofflights]

Falling in love with Wally Clark Would Include:

A/N: Currently working on another story, but I thought I’d put this up in the mean time. Set in the “What’s three years in eyes of eternity” universe <3

Rated T for drug use and cursing.

So falling in with Wally would include:

• Totally not being prepared to fall in love. So it takes you at least five years to even realize you have a crush… admitting it to no one.

•He fell first, but you fell harder.

• Constantly reminding the others that you and Wally are just friends, who of course platonically cuddle.

• Wally is in fact the best cuddler, it usually consists of you sitting on his lap and him wrapping his arms around you. You constantly insist that you’re too heavy and he laughs in your face.

•Holding hands wherever you go. You’re a hand holder, and Wally never gives up the opportunity to show you physical affection. If anyone says anything you let go and blush pretending not to notice. Wally then proceeds to get mad at them for bringing it up, since it means you stop for a few days.

• Trying to find the most clever insults for each other.

“Who do you think you are, Ferris Bueller?”

“Am I supposed to know who that is?”

• Using “He’s my shithead” as a justifiable response when Rhonda tries to tease you about the relationship.

• Every few weeks feeling guilty about insulting him too much and rambling about being a bad friend. Which of course always ends in hugs.

•You two do pretty much everything together from golf cart joy riding to playing mermaids in the pool.

•One time he tried to teach you how play football…it didn’t end well. He of course is the ultimate hype man, but you don’t really understand why you need exercise in the afterlife.

•In return you try to teach him how to tap dance, that is in fact wayyyy more fun. Mina might not be thrilled that you’re making so much noise in the theater, but she just had to get over it.

•In fact you invited the whole support group to watch his one man recital. He was a good sport about it, but nobody could stop laughing.

• He’s a good sport about most things, and is always happy to tag along with whatever you and Charlie are up to for the day, even if it’s not exactly what he’d want to do. That typically means spying in the men’s locker room.

•But when you aren’t together you catch yourself observing him from across the way. One time he caught you watching him run laps on the football field, your blush didn’t go away for weeks. To be fair though it was probably from his constant teasing;

“Hey stalker”

“So who we stalking today kid?”

“It’s okay, I know it’s because I’m irresistible”

• For some reason you aren’t bothered by the fact that he will forever smell like B.O. probably since you will always smell like sunscreen. In fact you almost forget until of course you remember, usually while stoned in the janitors closet.

“Babe, you smell baaaaaaaaaaaddddd.”

• But he doesn’t really care that you’re making fun of him because he loves your laugh, it’s his favorite part of you, even if you hate it. But then again, he pretty much loves every part of you.

•You too love every little thing about him… not that you’ll ever admit it.

#school spirits #school spirits fanfiction #school spirits fanfic #wally clark x reader #wally clark

[lee-lucius]

Tickletober Day 5: "I'm Not Ticklish"

Summary: When a horror movie gets to be too much for Yuji, he turns to Junpei for comfort, only to discover something shocking about his new friend.

Word Count: 747

I have no idea what you're talking about. I definitely didn't forget to upload this yesterday. Definitely not. Anyway, this is pretty short, but I wanted to write something for my favorite boys! I hope you enjoy! 💙

"What was that?" Yuji asked, sounding innocent enough that Junpei believed he could play it off as nothing, if not for the mischievous grin on his face.

"I'm not ticklish!" He blurted, unable to stop himself then cringed, preparing for the worst.

There was a pause. Yuji laughed good-naturedly, "Really?"

He buried his face in his hands, nodding and awaiting his certain doom.

"Okay," he shrugged, sounding vaguely disappointed as he turned back to face the television. 

It had been a sort of tradition for the boys to get together at least once a week to watch a movie together. And while Junpei preferred to watch them in the theater, it wasn't exactly practical today, but he had been too thrilled to let that upset him when Yuji had suggested a movie marathon. 

Everything was going perfectly. They had met at Junpei's house and settled down on his slightly cramped couch, surrounded by blankets and snacks, chattering and laughing as they watched. Until they put on a horror movie, and Junpei discovered just how touchy Yuji could be.

Whenever there was something he deemed too scary or gross, he'd curl up to Junpei, burying his face in his shoulder to avoid looking at the screen. Not only that, but Yuji wasn't exactly shy. His touch extended beyond that as he didn't hesitate to lean against him or throw his arm around Junpei.

After getting over the initial embarrassment, he found he didn't exactly mind Yuji's casual affection, instead growing to enjoy what was becoming a familiar touch. 

Until Yuji's arm slipped, accidentally elbowing him in the side and eliciting a surprised squeak from his friend, spurring the conversation between them.

Junpei didn't know exactly what he expected after his denial. More pushing, surely. Or maybe that Yuji would tickle him anyway. 

He wasn't sure, but even more confusing was the odd sense of disappointment he felt when Yuji turned back to the movie.

The feeling of anticipation that had been bubbling in him fizzled out more and more as the seconds passed. Unconsciously, his lips curved into a pout. He was upset. He didn't know why, but he was upset. 

He didn't like this feeling.

He liked Yuji. His easy-going attitude and unfamiliar yet comfortable affection. It took a moment to adjust, but he had enjoyed it. He didn't know why this would be any different. 

"Yuji?" He started, before he could stop himself. 

"Yeah?"

"I…" he hesitated, red-hot embarrassment flooding through him. "I lied. I am… you know."

"You are?" Yuji grinned, something Junpei would almost call disbelieving if not for the fact that he was confident Yuji already had known he was lying.

He swallowed, starting to regret his decision as his nerves grew, but managed a nod.

"Huh," Yuji nodded too with a smile. "You said you weren't before, so maybe I should check for sure."

That was his only warning before Yuji attacked, worming his fingers past the blankets to squeeze his sides, making him gasp and startle.

It didn't take long for laughter to burst from Junpei, surprisingly loud and bright for such a quiet guy.

Yuji's face lit up, a picture of pure joy. "I guess you really are ticklish," he said, sounding amazed.

"I tohohold yohohohu!"

"Well you did," Yuji hummed in thought, switching to rapidly poking at Junpei's ribs, making him curse and swat at his hands, "but you lied first. I don't think friends should do that."

He didn't know what to say to that, so he just laughed instead, noncommittally shaking his head.

"Yeah, I guess I should probably teach you a lesson."

That time, he didn't even have the option to respond before Yuji dug his fingers into his ribs, wriggling and clawing in an awful way that made Junpei shriek, thrashing as much as he could under his blanketed cage. 

The sensation was one he hadn't experienced in years. He didn't know the last tone he'd been tickled; he didn't even know he was still ticklish before this. But as the tortuous sensations spread, coursing through him as Yuji's hands kept exploring, poking and prodding at his sensitive skin, he found himself not entirely hating the sensation. 

It was oddly exhilarating. And he never could dislike something when Yuji was involved. So he gave into the fluttery feeling, allowing his friend to tickle him silly as he laughed, relaxed and happy and safe, the movie long forgotten. 

He hoped they'd have more nights like these.

#my writing #tickling #tickle fic #tickletober #tickletober 2023 #augtickletober2023 #jjk #jjk tickle #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen tickle #yuji itadori #ler!yuji #lee!junpei #ticklish!junpei #junpei yoshino

[idkanametoputhere]

Lost Story

type: angst (slight comfort if you squint really hard)

pronouns: they/them

character: Vil Schoenheit × actor!reader

tw: death(²), reader is not yuu/the prefect, ghosts, mentions of shutting yourself away, the plot makes only SLIGHT sense (but idc), self-neglect, shitty news report

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two years..

it had been two years since vil schoenheit had died in a tragic accident while pursuing his passion, acting. it was an accident, really. a prop that was misplaced and not handled properly. a giant prop that ended up falling on him, delivering a fatal blow on his head, ending both his life and the production of the movie

everyone was devastated. his family, friends, schoolmates, fans, coworkers. especially that one coworker, another one in the acting buisness. another one who had been cursed by the bright, blinding stage lights of fame and the acting industry

they had worked with vil on so many projects, including his final one, the one that was left unfinished. an unfinished symphony. what was meant to be a movie of pure love and joy ended up as a story of grief and sadness

and in said grief, the young actor buried themself in work. they were busy, working in project after project, while avoiding the public eye unless it was for a premiere of a project they acted in. the dark veil of grief was too much for them to handle

and that is how they had ended up in a local theater, late at night, practicing their script. it was a small theater in their hometown, and the owners trusted them enough to give them a key of the theater so they could practice to their heart's content

and practice they did. they practiced until their eyes were burning with exhaustion, the lines on their script were getting blurry, and their voice was strained from repeating the same lines over and over

it was time for them to leave. they packed their backpack, gathered their script and phone, put on their jacket and started walking

until they heard it

"y/n"

a quiet whisper and an ice cold breath on their neck. a voice they had fought so hard not to forget, but they could recognize it amongst a sea of voices. it was him..

"vil?"

they asked and turned around. and there he was. the tall boy was in front of them. his blonde and purple hair neatly tied on a ponytail, wearing the same costume he wore on that final project and a soft smile decorating his face

shock could not begin to explain the emotion they were feeling. vil was there. vil was in front of them. vil, who had been hit in front of their very eyes, who they had visited in the hospital countless times, and on whose grave they had cried entire rivers of tears, was in front of them

"how..? I don't get it.." they whispered, staring at his ghastly form with wide eyes. "it doesn't matter. but I'm here, I'll stay here until the sunrise" replied the boy, a creepy cold breeze filling the room at the sound of his weirdly echo-y voice

"no, I'm just tired...I'm tired. I'm tired, or I'm going insane" they say with a nervous chuckle and look at him "you're dead, you can't be here" they continue, their voice sounding as if they're hanging onto their own words to prove that they haven't gone mental

instead of replying to them, ge embraced them, in an attempt to prove that he was there. the hug felt weird from their perspective. it was like hugging..cotton candy, or a bunch of strings. it was like hugging something that was there, but also wasn't

the two stayed in that hug for a while, clinging to eachother as if the other would disappear, maybe because they could..

it felt weird, so weird that they stopped questioning if that was reality or a trick of their mind. but they liked it. and so they made conversation with him, laughing and smiling, just like they did when he was alive. but time was passing, father chronos wasn't gonna wait for anyone, not even two hurt actors

and as sunrise was closer and closer, an..absurd question fell from the boy's lips

"may I have this dance, my lady"

he said with an air of confidence. it was a line he had told them many times before, not because of a liking to dancing, but because of a liking to practicing a certain scene

you see, the fatal final project of his, was a love story between two royals. two royals who were bound by the bond of a marriage arranged by their parents. but the two slowly fell in love, and the dance scene that the two actors loved was the moment that the two characters were confident that they were in love

so the two actors danced. they danced, and danced. they danced out the emotions of the two characters, and the emotions of their own selves, who were forced into separation, in contrast to the two characters they were playing. they danced until the young actor was exhausted, and the two ended up sitting in a corner of the stage

"you're gonna leave now..aren't you?" asked the actor that was physically alive, but their heart felt as if it wasn't beating, it had lost their passion. "yes..when the sun rises I'll disappear" answered vil, a melancholic tone decorating his voice. the other sighed, and rested their head on their semi-solid shoulder

"can we just stay like this for a while?"

"yeah"

and so they drifted off to sleep

.

.

"and now on to Erika, with a report about a recent tragedy that happened in the film industry"

"thank you Lionel. A true tragedy has hit the film industry, as the famous actor y/n l/n was found dead yesterday morning. according to the reports, the actor was found dead in a theater in their hometown, in which they used to practice. the doctors examination proves that the death was a result of a complication of l/n's health issues, as well as negligence of their own self.

after a brief interview with the actor's family and manager, all of them revealed that the negligence might have been a result of their grief over the famous actor vil schoenheit, who died two years ago and with whom l/n appeared to be very close with

now, Lionel, what makes this case truely mysterious and creepy even, is the camera footage from the theater. although the audio seems to be distorted, it's clear that l/n's is talking with someone, but they are alone in the theater. this goes on for hours until something even weirder happens

l/n stands up and starts performing a dance that many have recognized as a scene from the scrapped project that killed Schoenheit. it's even weirder that, without using magic, they pull of some steps that are impossible to do without a partner

whatever the case, this is a real tragedy. our hearts go out to the family and friends of l/n. may their soul rest in peace. back to you lionel"

and so the tale ends. a tale of unspoken love, separation, and reunion for all eternity..

a/n: OKAY MANY THINGS TO SAY. 1) I wrote this based off a scenario I made with a c.ai bot 2) IM BACK??? 3) my new phone's here AAAAAA 4) another fic with vil that includes dancing 5)I did this on c.ai 2 days ago, and I was expecting my period so I was emotional and almost made myself cry by writing it. now I'm on my period, so if I have ro suffer, all of you have to as well

#phantom's writing #disney twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twisted wonderland #twst disney #twst fic #twst angst #vil shoenheit x reader #twst vil schoenheit #twst vil #vil schoenheit #twisted wonderland pomefiore #pomefiore #twst fanfiction #twst fanfic #vil schoenheit angst #angst #twst drabble #twst third years #twst writing #twst wonderland #twst pomefiore #i just love angst #night raven college #i love this #actor au #gn reader #they/them #they dead

[haveyouseenthishorrormovie]

Stats from Movies 301-400

Top 10 Movies - Highest Number of Votes

The Blair Witch Project (1999) had the most votes with 3,139.

The 10 Most Watched Films by Percentage

Pan's Labyrinth (2006) was the most watched film with 62.85% of voters saying they had seen it.

The 10 Least Watched Films by Percentage

Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter (2012) was the least watched film with 67.15% of voters saying they hadn't seen it.

The 10 Most Known Films by Percentage

The Blair Witch Project (1999) was the best known film with only 2.07% of voters saying they'd never heard of it. A Quiet Place (2018) was in an incredibly close second with only 2.08% of voters saying they'd never heard of it.

The 10 Least Known Films by Percentage

Playdurizm (2020) was the least known film with 95.5% of voters saying they'd never heard of it.

The movies part of the statistic count and their polls below the cut.

The Entity (1982) The Lighthouse (2019) Hellbent (2004) Joy Ride (2001) No One Lives (2012) Night of the Creeps (1986) Silent Hill (2006) Society (1989) The Black Phone (2021) Lo (2009)

Pet (2016) Evil Toons (1992) The Innocents (1961) Salò, or the 120 Days of Sodom (1975) Vacancy (2007) Jeepers Creepers (2001) Dawn of the Dead (2004) Land of the Dead (2005) The Menu (2022) Mandy (2018)

Anna and the Apocalypse (2017) Apostle (2018) The Changeling (1980) Don't Look in the Basement (1973) Goodnight Mommy (2014) House on Haunted Hill (1959) The Invitation (2015) Kwaidan (1964) Last Night in Soho (2021) Marrowbone (2017)

The Old Dark House (1932) The Perfection (2018) Relic (2020) Session 9 (2001) The Similars (2015) Willy's Wonderland (2021) Willard (2003) Mansion of the Doomed (1976) Bloodbath at the House of Death (1984) Cockneys vs Zombies (2012)

Dolls (1986) Holidays (2016) Benny Loves You (2019) Stitches (2012) Afflicted (2013) The Banana Splits Movie (2019) Rare Exports (2010) Hell Fest (2018) 31 (2016) The Devil's Carnival (2012)

Brain Damage (1988) All About Evil (2010) Alice Cooper: The Nightmare (1975) The Craft (1996) The Frighteners (1996) As Above, So Below (2014) 28 Weeks Later (2007) A Quiet Place (2018) A Quiet Place Part II (2020) Night of the Comet (1984)

Tremors (1990) The Sixth Sense (1999) The Others (2001) Wolf Creek (2005) Wolf Creek 2 (2013) Little Monsters (2019) The Girl with All the Gifts (2016) Green Room (2015) Abraham Lincoln vs. Zombies (2012) Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter (2012)

The VelociPastor (2018) Theater of Blood (1973) The Cursed (2021) The Rift (1990) Terror Firmer (1999) Class of Nuke 'Em High (1986) The Man Who Laughs (1928) Vampire Hunter D (1985) Dark Skies (2013) The Twilight People (1972)

Alleluia! The Devil's Carnival (2016) Playdurizm (2020) Swallowed (2022) Exploited (2022) Deadstream (2022) The Brotherhood (2001) The Borderlands (2013) Pan's Labyrinth (2006) Penda’s Fen (1974) A Field in England (2013)

In the Earth (2021) Resolution (2012) Terrifier 2 (2022) The Blair Witch Project (1999) Battle Royale (2000) Hostel (2005) Critters (1986) The Collector (2009) M3GAN (2022)

#recap

[mixtapemag]

boygenius at pryzm.

photos by christopher hall.

boygenius rolled into London with just their guitars and played two sets at Kingston's PRYZM on Thursday night. Playing an entirely acoustic set, the boys show felt like a hangout session (with a confetti cannon).

Julien Baker's crescendo on "Anti-Curse" was astounding. Hearing Julien's voice unleashed in a quiet room was ceiling splitting. The interpolation of "Me & My Dog" and "Letter To An Old Poet" sent a wave of joy through the room. Lucy's voice on "True Blue" felt like a warm blanket.

The boys continue their European tour in Paris today before heading to Edinburgh this weekend.

Previously on Mixtape:

Photos of boygenius at the piece hall.

Photos of boygenius at way out west 2023.

Photos of boygenius at the idaho botanical garden.

Photos of boygenius at the forest hills stadium.

Photos of boygenius at the fox theater.

Photos of boygenius at the premiere of "the film".

Photos of Lucy Dacus at All Things Go.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at Red Rocks.

Photos of Phoebe Bridgers at Roskilde.

Photos of Phoebe Bridgers with Special Guest Lucy Dacus at Forest Hills Stadium.

Photos of Phoebe Bridgers at Kilby Block Party 3.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at The Stone Pony.

Photos of Julien Baker at Fox Theater.

Photos of Phoebe Bridgers at Leaders Bank Pavilion.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at Brooklyn Steel - Night Two.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at Brooklyn Steel - Night One.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at Variety Playhouse.

Photos of Julien Baker at 9:30 Club.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at Forest Hills Stadium.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at Webster Hall.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at Moroccan Lounge.

Photos of Better Oblivion Community Center at Outside Lands.

Photos of Julien Baker at Amplify Decatur.

Photos of Lucy Dacus at Newport Folk Festival.

Photos of Boygenius at Brooklyn Steel.

Photos of Phoebe Bridgers at Newport Folk Festival.

Photos of Julien Baker at Shadow of the City.

Photos of Julien Baker in Prospect Park.

Photos of Julien Baker at White Eagle Hall.

Photos of Julien Baker at Union Transfer.

Photos of Julien Baker at Outside Lands.

Photos of Julien Baker at Newport Folk Festival.

Christopher Hall posts over here. London.

#lucy dacus #julien baker #phoebe bridgers #boygenius #london #pryzm #the record #Christopher hall #mixtape magazine #35mm film #Youtube

[kitsuvil]

— peppermint mocha [scaramouche x gn!reader]

warnings/notes; CHRISTMAS SPECIAL, fluff, modern au, cursing, nsfw mention in a joke

summary; teyvat cafe is having a 10% off deal for peppermint mocha so naturally, you head over to take advantage of the cafe's christmas spirit before the sun rises. this morning happens to be different from others though, due to the other regular sipping on his own peppermint mocha.

"Peppermint mocha for Scara?" The young silver-haired barista calls out.

"Thanks."

The only other customer in the nearly empty cafe goes up to the counter, shoving his phone into his pocket and grabbing his drink. He got a peppermint mocha too, maybe it wouldn't hurt to ask him his opinion? This is the first time this cafe is serving peppermint mocha for Christmas, after all.

"Excuse me, hello, it's Scara, right?"

"What?" He responds, acting dumbfounded at my greeting.

"I said, hello-"

"I know, I heard you. I mean, why are you talking to me?"

"I just wanted to ask about the drink you're holding... I came here to purchase one too. How do you like it?"

"Buy the drink already if you want, I'm not sure why you have to ask my opinion of it. If you want honesty though, I don't really care for peppermint—it's just the cheapest drink right now because of the deal. But it's not bad or anything, just not used to it."

"Oh, I see. I'll order it then."

"Okay, have a good day, I guess."

Maybe he doesn't need to know I was going to return to his table to continue the conversation...

"What's your order today, Y/N? Your regular?" Ayaka comes out from the back, face lighting up after seeing me come up to the register.

"You're the only one on shift? I'm actually here for a peppermint mocha today!" I grin.

"Yeah, everyone's taking a vacation day or coming for the afternoon shift, I've been left to fend for myself. Anyway, one peppermint mocha for you coming right up!"

I pay for the drink and quietly return to Scara's table.

"Why are you coming back," He turns around and stares daggers into my eyes upon hearing my footsteps behind him, clearly not wanting to socialize.

"You looked... Lonely!" I come up with an excuse, it's not like I could just say I was curious about what kind of person he was, he already looked like he'd explode like a bomb if I said one more word. Did he wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, or is he really just that unfriendly to strangers?

"I wasn't. And even if I was, I'd be a happy loner. Now if you're going to actually talk to me, do me a favor and take your headphones off. Have some respect, will you?"

I promptly took off the headphones and placed them to the side, pleasantly surprised that he'd actually accepted me (I was honestly ready to get rejected and sit in silence the entire early morning.)

"So... What do you want to talk about?" I sit down on the chair across from Scara.

"You're the one who wanted to make conversation with me... Your name is Y/N right? The girl up at the front said it earlier. Mine is Scaramouche."

"Yeah, it's Y/N! Where does your name come from? That's... A strange and unique name..."

"You- Both of my moms are weird, okay. One is into theater one is into literature, it doesn't work out well for me."

"I think that sounds fun, it's not that bad. Your parents seem like a joy to be around."

"Not really, and you're the one who called it strange in the first place?"

"Not with bad intention, who do you think I am?"

"I literally just met you, how could I determine whether you make fun of people or not?"

"Do I look the type?"

"No."

"Exactly!" I frown at his accusations.

We stay silent for a minute, the conversation running dry while I wait for my drink.

"Here your order, Y/N! It's good to see you two chatting it up, usually you're both sitting alone and looking depressed," Ayaka comes over to our table with my drink.

"Thank you so much! It's definitely a rare occurance..." I clutch the warm drink in my hands, picking up the heat in the colder weather. "Of course, good luck you two!" Ayake waves us off, returning to the back of the cafe.

"What does she mean by that?" Scaramouche raises an eyebrow.

"How would I know?" I laugh, concealing the fact that I knew she was teasing us.

"You guys seem pretty close, I thought it was obvious you would understand her?"

"Really? I'm just a regular here," Sure I did hang out at this cafe pretty often and consider Ayaka a friend, but he doesn't need to know the full extent. Especially... not the fact that I might start working here soon, he'd be seeing me much more often than expected.

"Then... Do you only come in the early mornings, right after opening time?

"Yeah, I think the perfect atmosphere here is always in the morning."

"Why?"

"It's quiet, you can see the whole world waking up outside, who doesn't want their first coffee of the day to be so comforting? It's almost as if your responsibilities fly away, even if you do have to wake up earlier than usual."

"I guess you make a point," Scara shrugs.

"You should come early more often, we'd get to see each other all the time."

"Who said I want to see you all the time? I'll consider it, only because there's no other people. You're bearable, more than others at least."

I may have gotten a little ahead of myself.

When you first talk to a person and hit it off this well, you can't help but let something slip. Honestly, I really wouldn't mind spending all of my mornings like this. It's cozier with someone else next to you, even if you're just getting to know them. He's sarcastic, and looks incredibly un-entertained, but for some reason my heart is still taking double takes. I'll say it's just because he is pretty handsome, nothing else.

"Y/N, are you there?" Scara draws me out from my short-lasting interal panic.

"Yeah, sorry, I just remembered something."

"It's snowing."

"What?"

"You heard me, there's snow coming down outside."

"Shit, really? I have to get outside and experience it!"

I throw on my coat and pick up my mocha in a rush, excited to see the snow come down. There's nothing else that would've made me even happier this morning. Maybe the cold will help to cover up the flush on my face.

"Where are you going? Ugh, I shouldn't have told you."

Behind me, Scaramouche is also tying his scarf around his neck and grabbing his cup to take it outside. Let's see how long he can hide his excitement about it snowing now.

"There's no way you're that uninterested by snow and peppermint and the Christmas spirit?" I grin, throwing the firm snowball I just formed right at his jacket.

"I never said I'm particularly uninterested, though I am curious about how people complain so often about rain yet worship the snow and act like fools, just like you after that snowball."

"I don't know about others, but I like rain just as much as snow. There's a time and a place for everything, snow feels more rare, so I want to enjoy it while I can. Now don't whine and come play this snowball fight with me!" I throw another snowball right at his frown.

"Did you just– You bitch. If you want to play it this way, you should be trembling in fear of what's coming for you. I'll hit you right back in that pretty face of yours."

"Pretty? Come at me, I dare you." The corners of my lips raise higher while I'm already shaping the next pile of snow into a ball.

Scara doesn't hesitate to throw his first snowball with all the strength in his body, landing it right on my face. Okay, maybe he wasn't joking.

“Fine, whoever falls first gets to pay for both of our drinks tomorrow morning!” I throw my next snowball, attempting to knock him off his feet. He looks up from the snow, staring at me for a few seconds before landing a snowball right on my legs. 

“Trying to make me weak in the knees?”

“Oh, I can make you weak in the knees in many other ways,” Scara smirks and throws a ball while I’m entirely caught off guard.

“Wait, pause, what?” I stand, about as frozen as water would be in this kind of weather. 

“What do you mean?” He stands up, brushing off the snow that fell onto his hair and shoulders. His hand shoots up to his mouth upon realizing what he said a few seconds ago, eyes widening. “I don’t know why that came out. Sorry.” 

“It’s okay but, I definitely wasn’t expecting to hear that come from you.”

“Me neither.”

“Anyways...” I look off into the distance to hide the grin on my face and growing embarrassment. 

“I win right?” Scaramouche comes up next to me, it was obvious the game wasn't gonna continue after that comment. “But you didn’t knock me over,” I frown. “But I do want you to pay for my drink," He smiles sheepishly. 

“So you’ll be coming back tomorrow morning, then?”

“You’re oblivious, of course I’ll be here tomorrow.”

“Thank you,” I smile and turn towards the direction where the sun had begun to rise from.

“You’re welcome, I guess. I’m not sure for what, though,” Scaramouche sighs, taking a sip of the coffee he set down earlier before having our snowball fight, “We’ll be seeing this view often from now on, won’t we...” He drifts off.

“This sunrise is beautiful, I can’t wait. By the way, can I get your number?”

this was such a fun experience i loved writing this and imagining it 😭😭💞 happy early Christmas to all! i love scaramouche teeth rotting fluff about as much as i love christmas itself

#genshin #genshin impact #genshin fluff #fluff #scaramouche genshin x reader #scaramouche angst #scara x reader #scara #scaramouche #genshin scaramouche #genshin scenarios #scaramouche genshin impact #scaramouche x reader #kunikuzushi x reader #kunikuzushi x you #kunikuzushi #the wanderer #wanderer #genshin wanderer

[black-arcana]

Ex-DELAIN Singer CHARLOTTE WESSELS Explores 'Heavier Sound' On Upcoming Solo Album

Charismatic Dutch singer/songwriter Charlotte Wessels is set to release her new studio album on September 20, 2024 via Napalm Records. The LP's first single, "The Exorcism", will arrive on May 16, 2024.

Wessels's album promises a cohesive exploration of fear and liberation, as well as spellbinding melancholia and dark, catchy elements meeting progressive and heavier soundscapes. Charlotte and her band will bring this story to the stage on October 4, 2024 at Utrecht's TivoliVredenburg.

The former DELAIN vocalist's earlier solo endeavors, "Tales From Six Feet Under" (2021) and "Tales From Six Feet Under Vol II" (2022) already gained Wessels a remarkable number of devotees, but for the upcoming release, Wessels is raising the bar significantly. While still writing and producing the songs in her Six Feet Under basement home studio and sharing their first incarnations with her patrons, now she's taking the songs to the next level with a band of her fellow ex-DELAIN cohorts Timo Somers (guitars, additional arrangements),Otto Schimmelpenninck Van Der Oije (bass) and Joey Marin De Boer (drums) as well as Sophia Vernikov (piano/hammond),contributing to the new, heavier sound. The album also features arrangements by Vikram Shankar (SILENT SKIES, PAIN OF SALVATION),cello by Elianne Anemaat, mixing by Guido Aalbers (MUSE, COLDPLAY, THE GATHERING) and mastering by Andy VanDette (PORCUPINE TREE, VOLA, DREAM THEATER).

Wessels states: "This album is significant, for on the one hand, telling such a deeply personal journey — through its unintended theme of fear and obsessive thoughts — and at the same time, representing the joy of finding the song's true forms with everyone involved in the making of this record. There were moments in the studio with the band that truly reminded me of why I love making music in the first place, and I don't think I've ever been as excited about music going out into the world. This is the album I want to re-introduce myself with, and I'm so glad to do it with this amazing team."

In a 2022 interview with Spain's The Metal Circus TV, Wessels was asked how she feels about the fact that DELAIN made a comeback with a new lineup. A short time earlier, DELAIN released a single, "The Quest And The Curse", featuring keyboardist, founder and main songwriter Martijn Westerholt alongside new singer Diana Leah, original guitarist Ronald Landa and original drummer Sander Zoer, plus bassist Ludovico Cioffi. Charlotte said: "I'm trying not to engage with it too much, honestly. I've seen positive responses about it, which I think is good. But I do try to keep some distance and just focus on what I'm doing rather than checking that out, because I still don't feel like that will make me happier per se."

In February 2021, Westerholt announced the dissolution of DELAIN's previous lineup. At the time, he explained: "For the last year or so, the collaboration within the band ceased to work as well as it once had. Some of us were no longer happy with the current roles in the band. We all tried very hard to find a solution for over a year, but sadly we were unable to find one. As a result, we will all be going our own ways and pursuing our own endeavors.

"I am very sad our cooperation has come to end, but at the same time I am very grateful for all the years we were able to work together. Together we toured the world, shared highs and lows, and met with many successes as well as times that pushed us to learn and grow. We all enjoyed meeting our fans and making new friends all over the globe."

At the time, Wessels said about her departure: "I know that you might have questions about the 'why' in all of this. I fully understand and respect that. Simply put, it is the sad conclusion of more than a year of trying to find solutions to built-up grievances. Part of me feels like I'm letting all of you down, I'd like you to know that this decision was not taken lightly and I apologize to those of you who had high hopes of seeing all of us together live on stage again after lockdown. Until recently, I thought this might still be in the cards for us as well."

The new DELAIN lineup made its official live debut in August 2022 at the Riverside festival in Aarburg, Switzerland.

Photo credit: Tim Tronckoe

#charlotte wessels #the exorcism #interview

[swearyshera]

As this blog's sweary adventures are coming to a close, it is a time to reflect. What I want to know is what you think is the most interesting or funny thing to have come out of Spop fandom, at least so far? I've just sort of been thinking about the power of the Internet to lead to some unexpected outcomes, things that occasionally affect someone's real life, real career. In one of my other major fandoms fairly recently - a person on the X-Birdsite with a fan account in parody of the name of a major character launched an unrelated, somewhat obscure science fiction novel to several bestseller lists by excitedly tweeting about it. If you're a Trigun-fan, you know of this. If you're into indie sci fi, you might also know of this viral story. If you're not, look up "Bigolas Dickolas Wolfwood" and prepare for a ride! It got me to thinking about how you've talked about getting into screen-writing / theater writing because of this blog? IIRC? "Spop launched a screenwriting / stage writing career" is a similar funny thing, the amazing Power of Fandom! "How did you get your start?" "I wrote a screencap comic of a popular cartoon to make the characters curse more and then things just snowballed." Best of luck!

I would absolutely be a hell of a story to have "Person who made Catra say fuck now writing TV show", and certainly something I would love to do. Obviously, I know it's a difficult industry to get into, so I'm under no illusions that I will definitely make anything of it, but that won't stop me trying!

That said, I've already had a little bit of success on the stage with a short play at Salford's Lowry Theatre last year. This year I've mostly been working on building up a portfolio of scripts - I've previously shared a draft of Hellspawn (the 'Sweary Frosta sitcom') which is reasonably decent. But I've more recently been working on something even better...

I've completed a pilot script for a comedy drama called 'Snowflakes', about four young trans people who want to bring their creativity to the stage whilst living in a world that often seems to be against them. I'm absolutely in love with these characters, and I've got a short series worked out. I think it's the perfect time for a story about trans joy overcoming hatred, right? If you're a production company who likes that idea, hmu.

Finally, I've also been toying with the idea recently of more Sweary or She-Ra related content. I've been looking to the likes of Big Finish with their Doctor Who audio dramas and pondering... what would a She-Ra audio drama look like? We may not ever get a movie, but could we get a feature-length story created by fans in an audio format? I'm up for writing it. So if you have thoughts/ideas, let me know.

But whatever happens, I'm going to do my best to make "creator of new TV show started off with a stupid tumblr blog" a reality! Dream big, right?

[starlightandetherealshadows]

ROs hobbies?

Hi lovebug! ✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡˚

I was SO excited for this ask, I love talking about the RO's hobbies and life outside of this hellish invasion. I've mentioned some of this stuff before, but I like having it all in one place. So thank you, sweet one! -`♡´-

♡ Ayana/Adriel:

A is a talented mechanic. When they had free time (rare for doctors but ya know), they would work on fixing cars. They have a motorcycle that is their pride and joy. It was going to the scrapyard, but A decided to pour time and money into getting it in working condition. I mentioned this before but A loves reading mangas and watching anime! A will blush if you talk about this, but A was a theater kid. They can't sing, but they used to act their asses off in the school plays. A is into rock-climbing!

♡ Zero:

Both male and female Zero grew up doing ballet and gymnastics. And they were good at it, like really fuckin good. Zero used to get bullied in school quite a lot, esp male Zero bc the whole "ballet is for girls" nonsense :( They can also sing (but they're shy about it) and they're a talented artist. Painting is their favorite art medium, but they also use their sketchpad a lot when they don't feel like getting paint everywhere. Z is good with little magic tricks involving sleight of hand (considering they used to make a living conning people....)

♡ Veronica/Vincent:

V is a classically trained cellist, but they don't have a cello on them, unfortunately. They're a voracious reader, which they bond with X over. V doesn't have their driver's license, so they used to skateboard everywhere. V did martial arts for many years, and has a plethora of gold medals and trophies from it. V likes photography too, and was on the cross country team in high school.

(of course, with V's memory loss, they can't remember much of this. It's a fuzzy memory of having certain skillsets, like riding a bike after years and realizing that you still know how)

♡ Cecelia/Chase:

C used to work in a bakery, so you can imagine how good their house used to smell. Other than baking, they used to collect baseball cards with their father and play baseball/softball themselves (D1, they're talented!) C can do tiny stick and poke tattoos. C knows how to do origami! They leave little paper objects and animals all over the safehouses, much to the amusement of the others. They know how to surf from summers spent on the beach.

♡ Xa'eks/Xa'veed:

X is really good at archery. They used to have little competitions with their siblings back on Nion 8. They're also really into plants and bugs, collecting and identifying them. When they first landed on Earth, X was so excited to explore and catalogue all the different types of foliage/insect life. X has quite the blooming garden in the alien's central city. They love classic literature. You can find X and V having heated literature debates that may involve screaming and cursing and threats of violence. X also loves board games and was fascinated by the idea of Monopoly. X likes puzzles, and that's how they passed time while waiting for, you know, their conquer-Earth orders for the day.

*see now I HAVE to write about the group playing a game of monopoly together.*

Thank you again for the fun question, anon!!!

All my love,

Cheye

#choicescript #choice of games #cog #ask: css #ask: answered #ask: RO

[asgardwinter]

hiiii i have 1 more i hope thats ok i love ur writing its so soft and so cryable

loki (once again bc i cannot w him)

intimate prompt "what is love to you?"

link to song

here you go!! i hope it's soft and cryable enough <3

i can’t have it any other way

summary | He only wanted to know if you were going to stay.

pairing | Loki x Reader

warnings | Loki being insecure about love, slight angst, very fluffy at the end, established relationship

word count | 741

song: riptide by vance joy / prompt: "What is love to you?"

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It was a complicated relationship from the start, not necessarily the “bad complicated” type. Loki never had been in a relationship where people wanted to talk about things to figure it out instead of hiding and shouting the frustration away.

All that was found side by side with a human, on Earth of all places. Going to cafes and movies — some he’d criticize out loud in the middle of the movie theater and almost get both of you kicked out —, reading side by side in libraries, just walking down the park carefree holding hands. 

That was all new in his life and it was… perfect.

It came to a point when you said “I love you” first after some time you’ve been together. Being just as comprehensible you reassured him that you just wanted to say it and not as a way to pressure him, something that made Loki’s heart race and sigh in relief at the same time. 

The three words sounded so sweet coming from your lips, sounded so truthful and precious and he wanted to be able to make you feel the same. But how could he say that in that same tone when in the back of his spine he felt a cold paralyzing fear? Did he even know what love was to say it?

Loki loved his mother for sure, he also cared deeply for his brother, but things never seemed to end well in the family sphere. So how could he be sure?

How could he declare it like a fact and not an insecure babble?

What was love for him?

"What is love to you?" You asked looking at a card you took.

The question came up in the middle of a lazy rainy night at your place. You were sitting on the ground with an empty cup that was previously filled with tea and Loki stared at you from your couch. It was still afternoon when you got a question game and suggested it to Loki, it would be fun considering the way you laughed at his bluntness towards certain opinions.

That was until that one question.

“Do you want to skip it?” You suggested, maybe you managed to read the look on his face.

“What is love to you?” He surprised you with the comeback.

Loki knew that wasn’t how the game was supposed to be played, but he just couldn’t help it.

“Love…” You trailed off, looking to the ceiling like the answer was written in there. “Love is caring so deeply about someone you’d do anything in your reach to make them happy. But for it to grow healthly there’s need be room for trust and honesty, without those things it’s cursed to a bitter end.”

It was like you were far away from there, Loki could feel memories playing through your head and the soft changes in your voicebetween melancholic memories and happy ones.”

“What does loving me is to you?” Loki dared to ask, afraid of the answer.

“Loki.” You got up from your comfortable seat on the ground just to get closer to him and hold his hand. “Loving you is the easiest thing I’ve ever done, that’s all because I trust you.”

“That’s a terrible choice.” He managed to joke, with an ounce of through hanginf in his words.

“I disagree.”

You stayed there, just looking at eachother and you let his hand go to go back to your seat, not before leaving a soft kiss on his forehead.

Love in his life had been about people being gone, almost nonexistent if he was being completely honest. If everything you said was true and love was also about trust then he trusted you.

“I care for you so much I don’t ever want to let you go.” He confessed in a low voice, making you stop in the middle of the living room. “But if you wanted to go away I’d let you be free without two thoughts. Even if… It hurts even to think of something like it.”

“That’s what love feels like for me.” You smiled to him.

Despite every little fear in the back of his head he looked at you with glassy eyes. “So I love you.”

“Well, that’s very good to hear.” You sat by his side on the couch. “I love you, too.”

“I just want to know if you are going to stay.” Loki whispered.

“There’s nowhere I’d rather be.”

#asgardwinter writes #loki x reader #loki x gn!reader #loki x gender neutral reader #loki x you #loki x reader fluff #loki x reader angst #marvel x reader

[afpwestcoast]

Aladdin Theater, Portland, OR, 12/28/23

A flawless show. Or should I say aNOTHER flawless show because, as you’ll recall, I declared the previous show in San Diego to be perfect. If I had one note it would be “Too perfect.”

Let me explain.

A little over a year ago we entered the venue to find Amanda’s young son Ash on stage in a cardboard box that had been transformed into a television by the magic of childhood. It was goofy and adorable and delightful.

Right now Ash is a bundle of manic unpredictable chaos. But over the next decade or so he will slowly mature, figure out who he is, find his way in the world, and become an amazing man. Amanda will love and cherish every step along the way and when he is finally released into the wild she will be filled with admiration for who he has become and giddy anticipation for what he will achieve.

And that will be beautiful, but in the back of her mind she will think, ‘I kind of miss the kid in the cardboard box.’ A parent’s pride and joy over the development and accomplishments of their grown children is always tinged with a wistful nostalgia for the little kid that they will never be again. It is the inevitable gift / curse of parenthood.

At those first Colony shows in November ‘22 the Dresden Dolls were a kid in a cardboard box. Over the ensuing 13 months they have played an almost continual string of shows, often in three-night stands. Over that run of shows they have developed new material, yes, (the new songs become crisper and cleaner by the show) but their connection has also become stronger and their musicianship is approaching virtuoso levels.

It has been my pleasure and privilege to witness this transformation firsthand. I have been following this band since 2004 and I can honestly say that the band is better right now than it has ever been. We are living through peak Dresden Dolls, and I am totally here for it. The tour for the new record is going to unmissable and amazing.

And yet.

I still sort of miss the kid in the cardboard box.

Those early shows were more intimate not just in the sense of smaller venues. They felt like the band was rehearsing in their living room and had invited a few friends over to hang out while they did. The flubs and gaffes were all okay because it was just us friends.

These new shows are “better” by almost any objective metric, but they feel different; more polished, more professional. That is by no means a complaint; at the end of this show I needed help lifting my jaw off the floor. It was a thing of beauty and absolutely wonderful to behold.

But we’re still here and we’re still friends(ish), and any flubs or gaffes will still be not just excused but embraced and enjoyed. There will soon come a day when it will become unthinkable to imagine Ash in a cardboard box, pretending it’s a television. I am truly in awe of what the Dresden Dolls are accomplishing right now, but I hope that they never lose their penchant for crawling into cardboard boxes, at least occasionally.

Annotated Set List:

Sex Changes - There is a superstition amongst avid fans that any show that doesn’t begin with Good Day is going to be a little off. Tonight that was fairly well put to rest.

Good Day - And so the Music Gods are appeased!

Gravity

Modern Moonlight

My Alcoholic Friends

Welcome to the Internet (Bo Burnham cover)

Astronaut (A Brief History of Nearly Nothing) (Amanda Palmer cover)

Mrs. O

At this, the first break in the set, Amanda proclaimed that this was the best audience they had had all year. “And I’m not just saying that … Just come with us everywhere. We’ll take you to New Zealand!” And then went on to explain that they are fundamentally a live band who tours and workshops material before recording an album. “We just played all of those songs to convince you that we’re good. And now we’re going to do what you’re not supposed to do when you’re a band, which is we’re just gonna play you a fuckton of new songs.” And the crowd went wild.

Mister God - Still my favorite of the new songs, I think, but there are others making ground on the outside.

Houdini - As a for instance.

Whakenewha - “This one I brought to Brian when we started playing together again a year ago or whatever and I was like, ‘I don’t think this is a Dresden Dolls song, it’s like a boring Amanda Palmer solo piano song.’ And then Brian did The Thing.” It’s quite a thing.

Boyfriend in a Coma

Amsterdam (Jacques Brel cover) - Though the venue did have a balcony Amanda stayed on stage with Brian for this one tonight, probably for a smoother transition to the next song that also featured the two of them out front.

Another Christmas - “I feel like it’s time that the goths had a Christmas song.”

The Runner - Amanda declared this to be her current favorite of the new songs (subject to change without notice). It’s hard to argue; it’s very good.

The Nail

Backstabber

War Pigs (Black Sabbath cover)

——

Merch commercial

(You Gotta) Fight for Your Right (To Party!) (Beastie Boys cover featuring Tilley Komorny on bass, Brian on guitar, and Amanda on drums) - We last saw Tilley in Orlando, but in the intervening months she moved to Portland!

Girl Anachronism

Sing (featuring Tilley on bass and Brian on guitar to start) - A perfect end to a perfect evening.

Photo Gallery:

(All photos by me, but edited by Melissa Smith)

Amanda came out fully dressed … but not for long!

Best goddamned drummer in the motherfucking world. Fight me.

Amsterdam!

Another Christmas

Fight for your right!

The gods must be appeased … WITH BLOOD SACRIFICE!

Good night Portland!

But wait! The show might have been over but the magic was not. Amanda came out for the (now traditional) Patreon photo and afterwards she got down on her hands and knees and appeared to be talking to one of the patrons. The remaining crowd was coming down off a show high and there was general hubbub. Then a beautiful voice could be barely heard through the commotion. Quickly a hush fell over the crowd and we were treated to a beautiful song from Colette the Bard. She had seen Amanda in 2018 after surgery that called into question her ability to ever sing again, and she asked Amanda if she could sing for her the next time she saw her. Tonight was the night, and she crushed it! A truly beautiful and inspiring moment.

#dresden dolls #amanda palmer

[wackus-bonkus-maximus]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ❤️

part 2 of tooting my own horn! (read part 1 here).

also last time i didn't do my favorites necessarily. this time i am! (but in no particular order)

Don't Be a Stranger

written for ladynoir july 2023 prompt "in every universe." this one was fun for me as i got to sort of reverse ladynoir's dynamic and make her chase him (totally platonically ofc) in a world where she just randomly shows up one day knowing everything about him.

summary

Chat Noir has been fighting Chrysalide alone for years when one day, Ladybug appears. She seems to already know him, and is a little too eager to be friends. But the more she pushes for her and Chat Noir to reveal their identities, the harder she is to trust.

excerpt

She was red from head to boot, spots black as her hair decorating the material of her suit and dotting her mask like ink drops. She looked like she was dressed up as a watermelon for a children’s theater show, and when she pulled back to beam at him, it was with a grin of manic joy. “It’s me!” the girl said, laughing. “Ladybug!” Chat Noir gaped at her, too stunned to notice the approaching pulse of light bearing down from overhead. But then the girl—Ladybug—tackled him to the ground once more, and they rolled to safety behind a row of cars. When he looked up, the remains of the cobbled street where they’d been standing moments before were scorched black. “Do I know you?” Chat Noir asked, turning to look at her. Ladybug’s smile rapidly deflated.

orison

this one was written for the ladrien june 2023 prompt "panic attack." i felt a bit out of my depth writing ladrien since i'm not normally a ladrien writer. however i did find a way to work and that was basically by making it about chat noir lol!

summary

Ladybug can’t find Chat Noir after an Akuma attack. Adrien does what he can to help.

excerpt

“Chat Noir!” she called, her back to him, figure silhouetted against the flickering streetlights. She hastened past the slumped figure on the pavement, her cry cutting through the singing rain like a broken chord. “Chat Noir!” “Hey.” She jerked away at Adrien’s touch, pivoting to face him, yo-yo at the ready. Water shone on her skin, upon her mask, collecting in her eyes like the glint of moonlight just beyond the clouds.  “Ladybug,”  Adrien said slowly, raising his hands in surrender. “It’s okay.” “It didn’t work,” she gasped. “He’s not here. He should’ve come back!”

matter of luck

i swear i'm getting back to this one. i haven't abandoned it, it's just other wips get in the way! maybe adrien's curse has been passed onto me ahaha. anyways it's very teen romcom and i love this fic. it has a special place in my heart <3

summary

When Chat Noir activates the curse of the Black Cat Miraculous, he must get a kiss from Ladybug to break the spell. If only they weren't sworn enemies, he might have better luck. An “enemies” AU, but fun :) featuring the PV kiss plot

excerpt

“Lucky Charm,” she said cheerfully, catching the red-and-black spotted cushion in her hand as it fell.  Chat Noir sighed, raising his hand unenthusiastically. “Cataclysm,” he said, all his gusto deflating as inky blackness swirled into being over his palm.  She took a step back, eyeing his hand. Though he had never directed a Cataclysm at her, the crackle of his power turned the air electric. Her down pillow was a mere toy in comparison.   “You know what, buginette?” Chat said casually, and though the way he shifted slightly away was subtle, it served to lower her nerves just a fraction. “This is getting old. Instead of fighting, you should give me your your Miraculous, and I can finally take you out on a—” Ladybug gripped Chat Noir’s opposite forearm, yanking him forward and using the momentum to tug him into a flip. He landed hard on the pavement, wincing as he twisted his arm to avoid infecting the street with his power. She would have felt bad if he didn’t immediately look up with his bottom lip protruding in a pout.

what makes a monster

part of the reason i love how this whole series turned out is because i think i nailed the characterizations. also, this was written pre s-4 finale, so if you read it now you'll get to see all the predictions i got right!

summary

An Akumatized victim steals Gabriel Agreste's wedding band. When Shadow Moth turns up, desperate to obtain the ring, Ladybug and Chat Noir decide to Cataclysm it.

excerpt

Tossing the ring to Chat, she said, “Destroy it.” “No!” Papillombre lunged forward, but stopped as Chat Noir held the ring up, grinning impishly.  “What’s it to you?” he taunted. “If this is really just a normal ring, Ladybug’s miraculous cure will restore it.” “I have held back before,” Papillombre said, gritting his teeth. “But if you put so much as a scratch on that ring, boy, I swear I will not hesitate to make you pay.” Two minutes, four seconds. “Hey, m’lady,” Chat Noir said gleefully, ignoring Papillombre’s furious glare. “If you put it on, we’ll match.”

one does not love breathing

my personal favorite, not just because i really like how it turned out, but because this is what catapulted me headfirst into fandom and how i got to meet so many of my friends <3 it was also great for my own self-confidence as a writer!

summary

All of Paris watched as Hawkmoth murdered Chat Noir, taking the Black Cat Miraculous for himself. Ladybug swears revenge, but her enemy—and every Miraculous in his possession—disappear without a trace. Six years later, a new team of villains launches an attack: Volpina, armed with new powers; Queen Bee, with questionable loyalty; Argos, the new holder of the Peacock Miraculous; and Cat Walker, who Ladybug hates the most.

excerpt

Marinette didn’t say anything. She held Alya’s gaze a beat longer, then turned once more toward the Eiffel Tower, her eyes bright with green light. People jostled them as they walked by, trying to get photos of the statue or drop mementos at its feet, but neither Marinette or Alya moved.  “I’ve always wondered,” Alya said, almost certain this was the wrong time to ask. “Did you love—?” “Don’t.”   Alya bit back the reply, and Marinette wrapped her arms around herself. She leaned her head back, closing her eyes, lines tight around her mouth as she spoke. “Just…don’t.”

thank you for the ask lava <3 i'm pretty sure you have read like all of these, so thank you doubly for contributing to a huge portion of my writing confidence 🥰

#ml fanfic #miraculous fanfiction #mlb #don't be a stranger #orison #matter of luck #what makes a monster #wmam #one does not love breathing #odnlb #ask game #fic authors self rec