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sassy-ahsoka-tano · 2 years

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Hunka Hunka Burnin Love

Character/Fandom: Austin Butler

Requested: yes - nonnies ♥️

Prompt: You were cast in the role of Dixie Locke, Elvis' girlfriend from Memphis, which means you've spent quite a bit of time with the star of the show, Austin. He can't seem to keep his hands off of you on the red carpet and others are starting to notice. [ Fem!Reader ]

TW: Aus is kinda rough in this ngl but i think that's all?

Rating: M, it's pwp let's be honest here || Word Count: 3986

A/N: it's been a hot min since i graced y'all with some smut, but i hope you enjoy this one cause i have like 3 more smuts queued for this week so BUCKLE UP BABES I HOPE U BROUGHT UR HORNY HATS

also let's play a game lolol i describe aus's outfit in this and i want y'all to send me pics of which outfit you think i'm describing lmao

🦋 mila

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You glance in the mirror one more time, fluffing up your hair with your fingers. You stick your lips out into a pout and peer into the glass before shaking your head with embarrassment. What are you doing? You shouldn’t be egging him on in public like this. It’s not professional.

Since being cast as Dixie Locke, one of Elvis’ ex-girlfriends, you’d been spending a lot of time together with Austin. Maybe a little too much time. It has been an honor playing the part and, although it seems small, you’ve filmed a large number of scenes with the leading man. As can be expected with a man as fine as Austin Butler, you found yourself catching feelings pretty quickly. Austin is just so handsome, sweet, and respectful. He’s irresistibly charming, practically magnetic. It’s only natural that you would fall in love with him.

Although you haven’t used the words “boyfriend” or “girlfriend” yet, you both know that your relationship is exclusive. Even though you’d made the decision together, you’d also agreed that it’s best to keep your relationship a secret until the press from the movie has died down.

As far as the public is concerned, you and Austin are friends. And you’re going to stay friends because that’s what is best for your relationship, both professionally and emotionally. Whether it was best for your sexual or mental well-being is a different question, but you push the thought out of your mind, turning around to check out your ass in the floor-length black gown. You heave a deep breath and exit the women’s bathroom. As soon as you step out, you hear your name being called by Olivia. You turn toward her with a smile, making your way over to where she’s standing. She holds out her hands and you take them with an excited squeeze.

“You look so incredibly hot!” Olivia says with a big grin. You pretend to pose for the camera, fluttering your eyelashes with a giggle.

“Thank you, but I’m nothing compared to you, queen!” you shout back, gesturing at her amazingly gorgeous white dress. She laughs and then twirls around with a curtsey.

“Holy shit…”

You whirl around at the sound of that familiar deep voice behind you. You know it’s Austin before you can even see him. Your breath hitches in your throat as you gaze over at him. He looks so incredibly handsome in a black suit with a subtle sparkle to it and a silky black scarf hanging loosely around his neck. Out of instinct, you bite your lip and smile at him as you catch his eyes tracing down your figure. You feel flustered, heat rising into your face and ears as Olivia starts a conversation with Austin about all of your outfits.

Soon, it’s time for you all to go out to the red carpet for pictures and interviews. You have been informed that most of your photos will be singular shots of you, but obviously a few will be taken with Austin since your characters are so close in the film. But for now, you’re about as far from him on the carpet as you possibly could be. You maneuver yourself onto your designated space on the carpet, propping a hand on your hip sassily. The dress was designed by Gucci and it hugs your body in all the right places. The black matching heels are extremely tall, elongating your legs in a way that makes them look impossibly tall and toned. You feel sexy, you have to admit. You glance to the right to flash a smile at some reporters shouting your name. Since you're looking the other way, it scares you when Austin’s hand expertly slides around the back of your waist.

“Hi gorgeous,” that low seductive voice of his practically moans into your ear. You flip around and smile up at him, unable to stop your eyes from darting down to his lusciously plump lips.

“Hi there,” you whisper back.

He is so beautiful and even more so when he’s staring down at you like that, with his eyes hungrily searching every centimeter of your body. You feel heat creeping back into your face again, so you avert eye contact and return to posing for the cameras. You let your hand momentarily rest on Austin’s chest, your fingers slyly pushing the half-buttoned fabric out of your way. His fingers curl around your waist and your hand on his chest, pulling you closer to him.

“You look so sexy, babe,” he says, bending his head down into your hair.

He presses a soft kiss to the top of your head and your eyes go wide. He’s kissed your hand and your cheek in public before, but somehow this feels much more intimate. Much more dangerous. And he lingers for a moment, just a second too long.

“Thank you,” you reply, tossing your head back and away from him.

“You know, there's a place we could go for a while,” he says quietly into your ear.

Your surprise at his suggestion sparks a physical reaction as your ankle slips off the side of your heel. You teeter backward for a moment before Austin’s hand tightens around your waist to keep you from falling and completely embarrassing yourself.

“Jesus Christ, sorry,” you mutter and shrug with a nervous smile at the reporters who are erupting into a chorus of chuckles as they continue to flash their cameras.

“Weak in the knees for me, are ya?” Austin teases with a stupid smirk resting on his face. You choke out a chuckle and shake your head but his grip tightens around your waist. “It’d just be the two of us. We could…you know..."

You feel his fingers dropping lower on your back, starting to curve over the top of your ass. Your hand shoots back to bring his hand back up to your waist.

“Wouldn’t everyone notice?" you hiss. "I mean, you are the star. It’s not like you can just disappear for an hour without being missed.”

You push yourself out of his grasp and lean up to peck his cheek innocently. You’ve spent too much time together taking photos and are paranoid that the media will get suspicious.

“Just meet me in the back hallway by the bathrooms. I’ll take care of everything.”

He turns toward the cameras, smiling with a wave before moving on to a different section of the carpet to take photos with Helen, who plays Elvis’ mother Gladys. Your eyes can’t help but drift to his ass as he walks away, and you bite your lip as you think about grabbing onto it with all of your strength as he-

“Y/N here!” a photographer’s shrill yell interrupts your thoughts.

You finish up the last of the photos and then allow yourself to quietly sneak out of view. Playing a more minor character is about to work in your favor. It means that you can disappear for a while without anyone really noticing. But you would be absolutely mortified if any of the press catches you doing this.

Your heart races as you run along the quiet hallway, searching for the bathroom that you’d used earlier. You breathe a sigh of relief when you find it and press yourself against the cold brick wall outside of the door. The pull out your phone to check your messages. Tons from your friends, family and followers have wished you luck and sent lovely messages. But none are from Austin.

“You made it. Good.”

You glance up from your screen to see none other than your dirty little secret approaching you. He leans against the wall, positioning his hand near your head. You gulp nervously and crane your neck to peer up at him.

“What did you have in mind?” you tease, knowing full well what he has in mind, but refusing to believe that he would actually be so bold as to do it in public at an event for which he’s the main attraction.

He shrugs, quickly glancing around the hallway before leaning over you. His free hand travels up to cup your face, and he drags a finger down your cheekbone and onto your lips. As his fingertip slides down your skin, it latches onto your bottom lip, pulling it out and then releasing it. You giggle breathlessly, feeling your breathing speed up. His beautiful lips hang open, looking incredibly tasty and so suckable.

Your eyes trace his beautiful Cupid’s bow and you smirk up at him, sticking your neck even further out to reach his lips. You watch his jaw clench as he tilts his head, bringing his lips to brush against yours as you heave shaky breaths from your mouth. You reach out to grasp onto the collar of the black dress shirt, the silk feeling satisfying in your fingers. You try to yank him closer to you, but he resists. He brushes his lips against yours again and you inadvertently whimper, tightening your grip on his shirt. He pulls back, the air between you suddenly filled with a cold breeze. You huff out of frustration and flatten your lips into a hard line.

“Get in the bathroom,” he commands.

You huff again but gather the ends of your dress and enter the women’s bathroom. Once inside, you stand perfectly still, the potential consequences of this decision starting to hit you. The realization that you and Austin haven’t done anything more than make out is also beginning to settle in your gut. You don’t have much time to dwell on it, though, because when Austin bursts into the bathroom, his hands are on you immediately. He grasps the sides of your face and pulls your lips onto his. You reach up to grab his wrists, already feeling breathless.

He walks you back until your ass hits the wide marble-countered row of sinks. His hands slide down your neck, lingering around your throat for just a moment before releasing the pressure and trailing down your shoulders to rest on the outside of your thigh. He grasps your skin tightly through the dress and hoists your legs up and around his waist so that he can slide you back onto the counter. The combination of the smooth marble and the expensive silk of your dress propel your body backward, and you slam into the wall-length mirror mounted above the sinks. As your back makes contact with the glass, your lips break apart and you gasp.

Austin takes that opportunity to reach over with his long arms and slam the door to the bathroom shut before twisting the lock. You lean back against the mirror and you finally have a minute to take in the dripping sensation in your pussy. Austin returns to his position at the edge of the counter and relatches his fingers onto your thighs, pulling you into him. You groan at the contact of your throbbing heat to the hard length you can feel through his pants. You can tell by its firmness that he’s had this erection all night. You giggle at the thought of him trying to hide it.

He smirks, grabbing onto your jaw and smashing his lips against yours. His hand reaches underneath the dress to slide slowly up your thigh, pinching at the skin so hard that you wince into his lips.

You reach down to pull on his belt buckle, jerking him against you harder. You moan when he groans into the kiss. His lips slip off yours and turn to your neck, biting and sucking all over the skin below your jaw. One of your hands travels up his toned frame and into his hair, yanking hard on the golden curls. Austin moans into your neck, and you begin to buck your hips, begging for more contact. Austin pulls back and reaches further up your thigh, latching his fingers around the band to your panties before harshly moving the fabric to the side.

He gently runs a finger up your slick folds. You shudder underneath his touch and grip harder onto his hair. He smirks in response, biting your earlobe and pulling it with his teeth. The combination of his hot breath tickling the inside of your ear and the shot of pain on your lobe makes you throw your head back with a gasp. He runs another finger over your folds and then gently slides one inside. He places his thumb on your clit, circling it while he pumps his finger in and out of you. You wiggle onto his long, slender finger. It’s not enough, you need more.

“More,” you whisper through a breath, in between moans. “I need more.”

“Dirty girl,” he growls, moving straight into three fingers.

He wastes no time, either, slamming his fingers in and out of your folds faster than he was before. You begin to feel the pleasure swell in your stomach, and your hips move against his hands as he returns to assault your neck. He bites onto the skin and pulls it between his teeth. Your hand moves to grab Austin’s shoulder, pulling his hand deeper inside of your soaking wet pussy.

He hits the spot where you need him most, and your head falls back against the glass, projecting your moans into the room. Your free hand deftly unlatches his belt and pushes it out of the way before unbuttoning his pants and sliding into his underwear. You grab onto his length and run your fingers over the dripping tip, feeling the slimy precum leaking out of him. He growls as you begin to pump him.

You gasp for air when his fingers slide out of you and glare down at him. His hair is disheveled, the curls wildly twisting this way and that. He sticks his fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the skin and pulling each finger out with a pop. You bite your lip, moaning quietly at the sight of him sucking your juices down.

“Get down, turn around, bend over,” he orders and you obey, sliding off the counter and turning around.

He approaches you, running his fingers down your sides and onto your ass. Then he crouches to run his fingers up your legs, toward the inside of your thighs and then up onto your ass. He pushes the fabric of your dress out of the way. You shudder under his teasing touch, arching your back to push your ass closer to his hands. You giggle breathlessly as you feel his fingers curl around the waistband to your panties, pulling them down to your ankles. His fingers grip the inside of your thighs and spread your legs.

He runs a soft hand over your ass before spanking it with an open palm. Your body jolts forward and you suck in another breath of air. He leans forward, biting the skin of your ass, before moving to pull his pants down. You watch over your shoulder as his dick springs free and bite your lip at the size of it. He smirks and gives himself a few good pumps before walking toward you. His fingers slide against your folds again, pumping into you. You arch your back in response, letting your top half lean against the counter for support.

“So fucking wet, baby girl,” he hisses. “So fucking wet for me.”

You moan in response and arch your back even more to let him know that you want his dick inside of you now. He understands and immediately pushes into you with no complaints. You whimper, knowing that his full length is stretching out your walls. You wind your waist in a circle around him, gripping at the roots of your own hair to offset the pleasure. He hisses, slapping your ass hard before digging his fingers into the skin. It hurts, and you yelp in pleasure.

He begins to slam into you. Mercilessly. The sounds of moaning and skin hitting skin echo around the hollow room. As your noises bounce off the walls, you suddenly remember that you're in a public place. You feel Austin’s hands circle around to the front of your thighs, gripping onto the skin and pulling your legs against him so that he could fuck you deeper and harder. You scream out as his full length slides in and out of your wet folds with ease. With each thrust, your pussy grows more and more sensitive and the waves of pleasure build higher and higher. Mimicking these feelings, your moans rise higher and higher, sucking the breath out from your stomach and throat.

“Fuck baby you’re taking me so good,” Austin says with a groan.

You moan back in response, unable to speak as your body begins to shiver under his force. At this point, you are hardly moaning and making more of a high-pitched barking sound instead as you approach your peak. Your ass and thighs slam back against his legs with so much force, that you can feel your ribs knocking against the edge of the marble counter. You can already feel your legs burning and beginning to shake under the force of his thrusts. Your knees begin to buckle as you cum, and you grip onto the sides of the counter with white knuckles. You try to steady yourself as your body shakes uncontrollably, tears brimming in your eyes from the stimulation.

“Fuck, Aus…” you groan out as you come down from your orgasm.

You hear his pleasure-filled moans behind you as he pumps himself to completion. Your legs are vibrating with pleasure and you remain still out of fear that you won't ever walk again. Austin's breath is still hot against your skin. The room is full of your panting breaths. Your fingers are white with the pressure of holding so tightly onto the counter, trying to support your body weight. Austin releases you and pulls back to readjust himself and comb through his touseled, sweaty hair.

He smirks with a chuckle and reaches out to grab the end of your chin between his thumb and forefinger. He pinches it and runs his tongue over his teeth and lips before winking. His arms snake around your waist, gently turning you around and pulling you against him. His fingers tangle in your hair, scratching your scalp. You close your eyes at the comfort, humming softly.

“You should clean yourself up, baby girl. I’ll give you a few minutes and then see you out there,” he says in between pants.

He presses his hot, sweaty cheek against yours for a moment and then kisses the outside of your ear before leaving you alone in the bathroom.

You manage to hold yourself up long enough for the door to shut behind Austin, but the moment he vanishes, you feel your shaking muscles give out and you lower yourself down as gently as you can onto the ground in the bathroom. The cold, hard tiles feel good against the hot, swollen skin of your thighs. You lean your head back against the wall and close your eyes, trying to get your breath back to normal. After a few moments of rest, you reach down to pull your panties back up, wincing as you lift your hips and legs to pull the fabric over your ass cheeks.

You grab onto the wall, dragging yourself to stand. As soon as you put pressure on your legs, you groan. Your knees start to buckle and you lower yourself down again. You take a few more deep breaths and try again, working through the soreness this time, although you have to lean heavily on the wall for support. If anyone were to walk into the bathroom at this moment, they probably would ask if you needed an ambulance.

You look like a baby giraffe just learning how to walk, with your knees pointed inward and legs spread out. You gently try to bring your legs together, feeling them shake violently with the pressure of your body weight. Whimpers fly through your mouth as the sore lips of your pussy touch. You waddle over to the sinks, bent at the waist and too afraid to stand up quite yet.

You glance at yourself in the mirror and audibly gasp. Your hair is completely ruined. It looks more like a bird’s nest than a sexy messy updo. Your red lipstick is smudged over the edge of your lips and even down your jaw, onto your neck. You lean forward to touch your lips, immediately clocking how swollen and red they are from the relentless attack of Austin’s teeth and lips sucking and biting the skin.

You reach over the counter to grab at your purse. Thank god Christine, your stylist, has given you access to the lipstick you are wearing tonight. And thank god you always carry a small comb in your bag. You start with the lipstick first, using a damp paper towel to erase as many of the smudged red marks as you can. You also dab at some of the black eyeliner which has turned your undereye into a raccoon's. As carefully and best you can, you reapply the lipstick and brush your eyelashes back into place with your fingertips. Finally, you unclip the ties and bobby pins from your hair to rake the comb through your locks. You’ll never be able to recreate the masterpiece that Christine had, so you use some water to slick your hair back into a ponytail. You're sure that people will wonder why and how your hairstyle miraculously changed halfway through the evening, but you could always pull the “it was hurting my head” routine.

You readjust your dress the best you can, pulling it into place and spinning around to make sure you don’t have any noticeable stains. Glancing once more at yourself in the mirror, you shrug and exit. It’s not gonna get much better than this with the materials you have at your disposal.

You exit out the back door of the building and into the crowded press area to join your castmates. It takes everything in you not to wince as you walk, each step aggravating the soreness in your thighs and crotch. You smile at Olivia as you sidle up next to her and, out of the corner of your eye, you watch as she does a double take.

“Are you okay, Y/N?” she asks, leaning over to whisper into your ear. You nod.

“Of course. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“It’s just that you were sort of limping as you walked over here,” she replies with a shrug.

Oh yeah…you know it was leg day yesterday and I’m just feeling extra sore. Plus, the heels don’t help.”

You laugh nervously as Olivia’s eyebrow quirks. She sizes you up momentarily before straightening her head to pose for a cast photo. While your concentration is pulled to the side, focused on Baz relaying a story to the press, you feel a familiar warm hand slide around your waist. Austin has joined you.

You immediately feel heat rising into your ears just thinking about what you’ve done. You sheepishly glance over at him. He smirks and winks ever so slightly at you, and you can’t stop the coquettish giggle that escapes your lips.

“You sly bitches,” Olivia whispers. “I knew it wasn’t leg day yesterday.”

“What do you mean?” you ask, eyes wide with horror. You feel Austin’s grip around your waist tense.

“You two seriously have no idea how fucked out you look, do you? Oh don't worry, I won't say anything. But I did have a sneaking suspicion that you were together,” Olivia laughs. She tilts her head to address Austin. “Fucked her that good, did you Austin?”

You cover your mouth with your hand, trying to hide from your own embarrassment as Austin’s face heats up into a bright lobster red.

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octo-hyacinth · 2 years

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Sweater Weather

Characters: Jade Leech

Content Warnings: Fluff, Jade being a tiny bit of a little shit but it’s out of love, VERY self-indulgent

A/N: Using the prompts “Sweater Weather” and maybe a few others from the October Prompt post i reblogged a while back, I’m in a Jade mood ok. Like i said this was self-indulgent so if you dont like it, cope

The wind brought a biting chill across the campus, making students raise their scarves and wrap their jackets around themselves a little tighter. The trees rustled lightly, but leaves were already drifting to the ground, having turned the green grass a multicolored canvas of reds and oranges. It was October, and though talk and preparations for Halloween were already happening, today Jade decided to take a day off with his favorite Prefect.

He pulled the sleeves down on his cream-colored sweater, and smoothed his hair down in the living room of Ramshackle as he waited for you to finish finding a suitable outfit to combat the chill. Perhaps this sweater shrunk a bit too much in the wash, as he found the cuffs frequently liked to slide back enough to expose his wrists. Oh well, it’d have to do for today. His white gloves would do well to shelter his hands from the wind, but he would gladly let you borrow them if need be.

After a few minutes, you strode down the steps from your room down to the lobby, showing off a soft-looking jacket of your favorite color over an elegant gray turtleneck. You’d also gotten a nice beanie to shield your ears from the wind, as well.

Jade was not one to show his emotions frequently, but you always seemed to make him more emotional than he could ever expect. His eyes widened just a fraction as he took in your lovely outfit.

“My, you look quite ready for an adventure in the woods.” He politely smiled, and reached out his hand for you to take. “I’d almost feel underdressed, had I not been accustomed to the cold already.”

“Oh, whatever. You don’t look too bad yourself, Jade.” You grinned.

“You flatter me, dearest.” He raised your hand to his lips to press a soft kiss to your knuckles, then stroked his thumb over them almost absentmindedly. “If you wish to borrow my gloves, you need only say the word. Your skin feels rather chilly.”

You smiled fondly at how gentle and considerate he was being. “No, it’s fine. Besides, your gloves are like, one of your most defining features, I don’t wanna take ‘em away, even if we’re just going for a short walk.”

“As you wish.” With that, he let you lead the way to Ramshackle’s front door. When you opened it, the wind blasted back both you and Jade’s hair immediately, causing him to laugh a little at how your hair was getting whipped to and fro.

“Don’t you laugh at me,” you huffed. “Your hair looks just as bad. At least I have a beanie.”

“Does it now?” Jade gave a small indulgent smirk. “Then why don’t you fix it?”

“Maybe I will. Lean down a bit for me.”

He obliged, and you smoothed down the top of his head until it less resembled Floyd’s messy hair, but you let your hand slip down to caress Jade’s cheek, and you caught him leaning into your hand almost imperceptibly, humming in contentment with his eyes sliding shut.

“Your hand is quite warm, you know.” He lifted his own significantly larger hand to cover yours, as if he wanted to absorb all the heat from your skin that he could.

“Is it? Probably won’t be once we’ve been out in the cold a few minutes.” You tried gently prying your hand away from his cold skin, but he held you in place, and stared at you with sharp, bright eyes once you kept resisting.

“And where do you think you’re going? I’m so cold, would you really deprive me of a heat source in this horrendously chilly weather?” He put on a clearly fake pout, like he was trying to guilt you into staying right here until he sucked all the warmth out of your skin.

“Your acting’s getting worse. I don’t buy that for a second, you’re perfectly fine.” You yanked your hand away before he could grip it any tighter, and sighed, but you were smiling still. Such a clingy eel when he wanted to be. “Now did you want to explore the forest or not?”

“Of course, my love.” He stood up straight, and held out his arm for you to hold, like the gentleman he always seemed to be. A warm, genuine smile graced his features that you swore could fend off the cold any day. “As always, you see right through me. I’m almost scared at how well you know me sometimes.” He didn’t look very scared at all.

He truly did love the way you could keep up with him, the way you were never intimidated by him, by how you could banter with him and expose him when he was hiding his true intentions.

“Then let’s go already.” You jabbed him in the side, and started dragging him by the arm to the outskirts of Night Raven.

The only true purpose of this walk was to spend some time with Jade, however that walk may turn out, since he so rarely got days off to spend with you. So now you and him were meandering through the forest around Night Raven, enjoying nature and basking in the change of scenery and pace it brought.

Because of the wind, you saw bunches of leaves fall to the ground here and there, and there were quite a few large piles of them already on the ground. You couldn’t help but jump in them, and enjoy the crunchy sound they made with every step. You giggled with every step in the leaves that made that satisfying crunch, and almost pouted when one of the steps wasn’t satisfactory enough.

“I hate to interrupt the fun you seem to be having, but what are you doing?” Jade gently asked.

You froze, and slowly turned your head to look at him, realizing how embarrassing and childish jumping in leaves might have looked to him. You had an expression resembling a deer caught in headlights.

“Umm… they’re crunchy?”

Jade took a second to process your answer, clearly trying to come up with a logical explanation for it, but simply settled on a small smile.

“I see. And what makes the crunch so satisfying, I wonder?” He stepped closer, and bent over just a few inches to inspect the leaves, curiously holding his chin. “You must understand, we didn’t have these in the Coral Sea, so I must say I’m not quite accustomed to the appeal of autumn leaves.”

You simply shrugged, a childish smile resuming on your face once you realized he was just curious. “I dunno what makes them so nice, I just like the sound it makes and how it feels.” You jumped on another hefty pile of dry leaves to accentuate your point.

“Fascinating.” Jade stood up straight again, and it was only then you noticed a leaf had drifted right onto his head, and he must not have noticed.

You couldn’t hold back a small snort, which made Jade’s attention snap straight to your face. He had quite the bewildered expression actually, eyes slightly widened. Why could you possibly be laughing at him?

“Is something the matter, my love?” He asked evenly, but his surprise was still evident.

It was impossible to hold back a smile. It was just unexpected to ever see Jade, someone who always was so clean and put together, with not a crease on his suit or a hair out of place, suddenly be seen with a whole leaf resting on his hair.

“It’s just— Okay, stay still. Maybe bend down a bit, you got something in your hair.” The grin was very evident in your voice, but despite his curiosity, he complied without questions. Once you snatched the leaf off, you waved it in front of his face. “Guess what I found.”

He stared at the leaf, seemingly at a loss for only a split second before he gave an amused chuckle. “How interesting. You have my thanks for removing it.”

“Yeah, of course. Though you looked pretty cute with it stuck in your hair.” You grinned cheekily.

He smiled in return, flashing a bit of his teeth. “Oh? Is that so? Maybe I should walk under trees more often.”

You merely laughed, and nudged his hand with your own to interlock your fingers. “Then come on, we’ve still got plenty of forest to walk through. Maybe we’ll both get a shot at it.” You tugged at his arm, leading him down the winding path of treaded dirt and colorful leaves.

Even though it was cold outside, it seemed like the whole world felt warmer with Jade by your side.

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willkimurashat · 1 year

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Exactly 0 people asked, but here I am anyway with a rating of Love Island The Game: Ex in the Villa lol!

As you’ve probably noticed, I played each volume as it came out, did not read the spoilers. I always loved litg for giving me escapism from reality I so much craved because it was a fun, problem-free game, where I was the center of attention in a good way, and pixels loved me unconditionally. That is until s5 rolled up. I was really excited about it, even though still not over s4 because they released it so close to each other, but nonetheless wanted to give it a fair go. I was very open to the story and the characters, but about half way through, I just could not defend them anymore. It wasn’t a good time anymore, it was a “how will fusebox piss me off today” time. Anyways, maybe this whole collective trauma of s5 is still very fresh in my mind, and I won’t think it’s so bad as time goes on, but here’s my thoughts on it now.

Disclaimer: All of these are obviously just my subjective, humble opinion - feel free to agree or disagree or add your own:) and if you’d like to use these categories for your own ratings - please, by all means!

Also, potential spoilers ahead:)

So. Let’s break it down into some categories…

Character design: 7/10

This is just my personal taste I guess, but they really went off with Suresh and Gabi. Meera and Johnny made me swoon too. The rest look aight, but I think slight tweaks like aligning Finn’s jaw or Kat’s eyes or making her hair less high up, stuff like that - it would really help. Also, never forget the atrocious outfits (I mean, rubber duckies? Really? The stupid hat? The abominable sandals?? Ugh…)

Character personality: 7/10

I’m probably being too generous, but I do feel like everyone had a distinct personality and a “role” in the villa. Now, where they annoying most of the time? Yes. Were they mean to MC? Also yes, but that’s a completely different point. Did we really get to know anyone or was it mostly just conversations about how Suresh would feel if MC went for someone else and vice versa? I’ll let you answer that one… Disclaimer: MC not included here, she’s an outlier and would skew the score too much.

Character diversity: 4/10

We got some range of characters, but where they done well? Starting with not specifying ethnicities of every single mixed race islander on their applications, perpetuating stereotypes about characters of color and abuse, making them toxic, continuing to make woc villains of the story… LGBT characters being all over the place and, again, villains/unlikeable… Yeah, do better fusebox.

MC design: 6.5/10

My first impression when I saw mc was… not the greatest. My second impression when I played the game - better, but not great. I think my main issue is some expressions, which are just not.. it… I appreciate that they made a curvier body type option, but the face just looks a bit off anyway? Like, don’t get me wrong, there’s definitely potential and so many people were able to make them look hot, but my mc? Idk, can’t help but think that something’s off with her every time I look at her:/ (I figured out who my mc reminds me of btw!)

MC personality: 1/10

It really is a 0, but again, I’m being generous. 16 volumes, 42 episodes and we know absolutely nothing about them. What do they like? Who’s their type? What’s their passion in life? What makes them, well, them? Who is mc? A hologram. A cardboard cut out that only has three preprogrammed comments: yes/no/i don’t know.

MC customization: 5/10

I think overall, the customization was alright and I was pretty much able to make mc look like me, but that being said, I’m a white girl, so I’m privileged enough to not have to run into problems like having ethnic hair gem blocked… And again, I like the curvy body type option, (though it’s still kinda limited), but we still can’t have a choice of feminine/masculine presenting bodies, which I don’t think is too much to ask for (they do it on Lovelink for example). And the outfits… granny fashion and shattered glass bikini? Please just.. let’s just move on.

Challenges: 5/10

The idea for challenges was quite good. Who doesn’t love an obstacle challenge, a snog, marry, pie, a heart racing challenge, or kiss the islander with ___ secret? I know I do! No, we didn’t get the baby challenge or the mean tweets, but it was still a good selection of challenges. However, they were written so… dryly? (Is that a word? It feels like it’s not, but it is now lol.) Anyway, just like the rest of the season, it’s three lines of dry textbook text that just didn’t excite me in the slightest. I read textbooks for grad school every day, I want creative writing in a romance game pretty please! I didn’t feel like I was actually there, doing the challenge. I didn’t care if I won the challenge either because there were no prizes for them anyway and no one-on-one time with our li’s, so… Good idea, poor execution:/

Drama: 3/10

E X C E S S I V E and U N C A L L E D F O R. Of course, it made sense that in a season about Exes in the Villa the main drama will be about Exes in the Villa. I get it, trust me. But you would hope that the drama will get resolved, which in my opinion, it wasn’t. Or it didn’t feel like a satisfying resolution to me personally. It kept going in circles, “hear me out!” “I’m done apologizing!” “Maybe we are different people” “I’m gonna win you back” “How do you think Suresh would feel if…?” “How do you feel now that Suresh is with…?” And the ending was that he wanted to propose to you too, but because of miscommunication it didn’t happen, making this whole drama actually pointless. And that’s only Suresh drama, which if you’re not on his route is tiring, repetitive, and… boring?

Moving on, I wrote a lot of rants about Alfie drama, so I won’t go into it, you all know how I feel. Arlo was feisty with mc for no reason, especially if you constantly reject Suresh’s advances. Drastically changing Meera’s character to an insufferable bitch was unnecessary. Same with Johnny/Nicolas - there was no indication that they are terrible people during casa amor, and the evil master plans came out of nowhere, and only served to further hurt mc. Eddie as a villain was enough for me tbh, we didn’t need the whole villa ganging up on mc. Plus, we shouldn’t be the only ones with drama, I would like to have some fun time at least, thank you very much. Overall, I’m not saying this should be Friend Island - I’ve seen the show, I know how it goes and I know some drama can be absolutely ridiculous, but I just think it wasn’t balanced out at all. It wasn’t healthy. It wasn’t proportional. (Maybe I’m alone in thinking this, but I think s4 had a good balance of drama/friendships/romance, so it was still there, but it wasn’t overbearing.)

Relationships: 3.5/10

The only points here are for Lulu, honestly. And Gabi, but I might be biased lol. Okay, maybe also Alfie-Finn bromance, I’m a sucker for those. Friendship-wise, the whole season I felt alone and felt like I couldn’t trust anyone. Kat was going back and forth between being my friend and being my rival. Arlo had issues with me… why exactly? I’m honestly not sure… Dana was… just there? Her friendship entailed pulling me for a chat any time I wanted to have a conversation with my li and gossiping or asking for reassurance. Meera was nothing, but an insecure bitch to me. Eddie wanted nothing to do with me, until the very end we’re apparently all buddy-buddy and he’s spilling secrets to me. Don’t forget the blackmailing too. Finn was nice only in one (1) occasion, and that is during Snog, Marry, Pie. Alfie may have been a good friend, but I didn’t do that route with him. Lulu was the only one consistently kind and on mc’s side. Gabi was an interesting addition, it’s a shame we didn’t get to know her at all basically.

Romance-wise, again, felt like I couldn’t trust anyone. It was the first season where I just wasn’t interested in anyone romantically because I didn’t get to know anyone really, and most were horrible to me. When the first character designs dropped, I liked Suresh, then was let down. I liked Alfie, then was let down. I liked Johnny, then was let down. I liked Finn, then was let down. I liked Lulu, but the choice to pick Gabi was just too tempting, and guess what? Lulu didn’t let me down, even as just a friend. (I’m glad I picked Gabi in the end, but I still know nothing about her…) Nobody really wanted mc and mc couldn’t really have anyone either. I think there was a lot of wasted potential with li’s. Like, hear me out: Suresh - enemies to lovers, Alfie/Dana - loyal routes, Finn - slow burn, Kat - friends to lovers, Johnny/Nicolas - partners in crime, Lulu - last-minute-sweep-me-off-my-feet, Gabi - messy, peak drama choice (I mean, come on, two girls wronged by the same ex get together? It’s my favorite part of this whole season - literally why I picked her, and she’s actually a sweetheart:))

Recouplings: 2/10

I remember in s4, I felt like there were too many recouplings, so in s5 they went ahead and gave us the least recouplings possible. Only once (1) can you actually pick someone you want to be with throughout the whole time in the villa, throughout all 42 episodes, all 16 volumes - right at the very end (!!!), unless you also willingly chose to twist switch to someone after casa amor. My main issue is that the whole season can be considered pointless because you can basically never couple up with who you want, casa boys wrong you and leave you anyway, bringing us back to square one with 3 og guys that you might’ve tried to escape the whole time. Or, if you’re on a Suresh route, the whole pining angst, or even, the whole idea of going to love island was useless and pointless because even though neither of them really grow or change as people (sorry my Suresh lovelies, it’s just how i see it), they finally talk it out and make up anyway, so none of these 42 episodes really mattered. Yeah, it angers me.

Finale: 4/10

As contradicting as it may sound, I do believe the team took feedback regarding s4 finale into consideration. We got final dates, prom prep, prom, declarations of love, winner announcements, love vs. money, and even a special vip guest - all components needed for a successful finale, the climactic resolution of the season, right? Wrong. I can live with the sacrifice of afterparty (not that I would want to see anyone from this season ever again anyway), but it seems natural progression of the finale was also sacrificed for the sake of jam-packing everything into the last volume. The events felt like they were happening with a speed of light: recoupling-hideaway (ugh)-date-picking a dress-prom-declaration-winners-money/love. I may be sleep deprived, but this made me even more dizzy. And not even that, but the progression of the relationship felt anything, but natural - it was more of a fever dream, really. I like you, Gabi, I do, and you’re sweet and give me full attention, but other than the fact that you like tattooing and fear squirrels, I know absolutely nothing about you (besides the obvious, of course). So all the plastic rings flying around, “being exclusive” and ahem, a PROPOSAL felt, uh… rushed. This is not Vegas, we are not eloping, and I basically don’t know you, so why, oh why would that even be an option?

Moving on, the resolution of the season overall was quite lackluster. Finn never confronted Kat, continuing on with a perfect illusion of romance for her. Well done, Finn. Suresh leaves (if you’re not with him), and decides to let loose and go to Barbados, clearly indicating that he will resort back to his old ways. Nice. Alfie claims to have become a changed man, even appears regretful about things, but who’s to say if he really did change? A half-assed “we’re friends” speech from Kat really did nothing to me neither physically nor emotionally. Sooo… 16 volumes, 42 episodes later nobody learned anything, nobody admitted they were wrong, nobody really genuinely apologized, and nobody grew as a person. Yet again - the whole season was pointless. Add in the driest, most uninteresting writing and it was enough to leave me disappointed still.

We will not talk about Bobby. I refuse to talk about Bobby. That was not Bobby, he was not canon, it did not happen, and I will not accept any criticism.

Structure: 3/10

The only points here are for casa amor, and even that wasn’t done well (i have a post about it here somewhere). Starting with only 3 couples? Only what, like, 3 recouplings ever? Not a single beach hut moment? Not a single hideaway moment??? (No no, they cannot get away with a lackluster last minute “whatever, you can have your stupid hideaway” scene in the very end of the season) We’ve only been there for what feels like a week?? Are you kidding me? It seems we keep straying further and further away from the format of the actual show it’s meant to be based on and I don’t really like that tbh.

Storyline: 5/10

Tell you what, I was actually really intrigued when they first announced the theme of the season as “Ex in the Villa”. I remember people theorizing how they’re gonna handle it, who they’re bringing in, etc. But, a few episodes in I realized just how limiting it was to constrain the whole plotline to… just Suresh. All the conversations and all the drama got very-very redundant very-very quickly. The only redeeming quality was being able to pick Gabi. Check and mate. Oh, and Lulu. Lulu is my queen:) Here’s alternative ways they could’ve improved it: let players choose who their ex is from given characters; let our ex despise mc and mc despises them back in the beginning (enemies to lovers/enemies to besties); let all islanders be exes of other islanders (it won’t be love island the show anymore, but they weren’t really sticking to the format anyway, so); let mc have multiple exes in the villa (and then those two (or three?) exes fight for them); let players choose the reason why they’re exes.

Writing: 2/10

I’m kinda conflicted because I feel like it did get better, but it also got worse? Like, I appreciate using more of love island jargon and the conversations felt pretty natural, like real people would speak, you know? (But still, I can’t really speak to that, since I don’t live in the UK, my only exposure to different accents is through tv and videos.) But at the same time all conversations (75% of which are about Suresh and MC lol) felt so repetitive and so boring and it dragged on and on and on… and then you look back at the episode and realize that nothing’s happened and you didn’t learn anything about anyone. Character development was minimal, if there at all. Very little character depth, very limited background information. I’m not even going to mention mc… Spicy scenes were basically nonexistent and a massive downgrade from s4 (don’t even talk to me). And even in general, every scene was written so dry, so robotic, and so anticlimactic that it was just constant disappointment. The constant bullying from girls to wear expensive outfits was super annoying and unnecessary as well.

Update: I initially had a higher rating for writing, but after playing the finale, I had to cut it in half for the mere reason that I have reached my limit. The utter disrespect I felt when my eyeballs glanced over the screen and read “NSFW kiss” during a prom scene with Gabi was beyond something I could accept with understanding. Perhaps in some circumstances it could be an acceptable form of writing and communicating, but personally I considered the phrasing as a placeholder, instead of a legitimate description of such kiss. I believe if the company had at least the slightest respect for their players, they would and should do the bare minimum of proofreading the text before releasing it for satisfactory gaming experience. Unfortunately, I had to remove points for personal vindication and emotional damage, which is reflective of how I have been treated as a player.

Replayability: 2/10

Hmmm idk. Idk if I’ll ever replay this one. I never got too attached to characters or the storyline, maybe because they released it so soon after s4 and I wasn’t over that yet. And when I did feel a teeny tiny spark with a character, they went on and did something stupid/annoying/hurtful, so even if I did want to go back and do their routes, I feel like they hurt me and I don’t like them much anymore. The only way I mightttt replay it at some point is to just be a bitch to everyone from the beginning because they all deserve that, honestly…

Overall score: 4/10

Well, and that about wraps it up. I never had this many… negative emotions about a season - me, the person who always tells people to not compare seasons, give it a fair go, and not take it close to heart because it’s a game. I usually love burying my face in a pillow, giggling at my screen, and kicking my feet as pixels swoon over me, professing their undying love, but I was robbed of that this season, unfortunately. I’m definitely gonna miss the memes and the rants here every Wednesday, and being the sentimental ass that I am, I will actually feel kinda sad that it’s over. At the same time, this was the first season that I spent here, as an official member of the litg fandom lol, and I’m thankful to have made friends here, bonding over this season:) Thank you for reading my rants, agreeing with me, and offering your own insights and perspectives! I hope I was able to make you laugh a little bit too:) This season prompted me to write two fics (and maybe more to come) that I’m quite proud of, and it made me want to replay other seasons, so I guess there is some good that came out of it, right? ;) and since we didn’t get a traditional ending this season, in true litg fashion I’ll say it…

…Stay hydrated, islanders xoxo

#well i went off a little bit haha…#i tried to be objective:)#the ultimate rant lol #I’m not going away btw lol!#and if there’s s6 i’ll still play it…#litg #love island the game #litg s5 #litg eitv #litg ex in the villa #litg everyone #fusebox

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violetshadow9 · 1 year

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HONKAI 6.4 SPOILERS!!

Aight, let's do this. My problems with Herrscher Of Finality

Okay, now first off, I actually love the designs and attack patterns! They look cool and are great. The animations look amazing and they’d be fun battlesuits to play.

They aren’t good for what they’re supposed to be though.

Bronya, Mei, and Kiana reunited! Now, against Kevin and Project stigma, they’re fighting together, getting new battlesuits along the way!

They’re a team again, after so long. A united front.

So why the HELL don’t they look like it!?

Okay so, we just had truth drop, right? She’s PEAK Bronya, they hit the nail on the head with her. She look so good!

Now, keeping in mind the united front, a proper team thing, take a look at these 3 pictures.

If you were to take a guess on which combo look like they’re going to go face the world together as an organized team, which would you choose?

Truth and Flamescoin! They look so much better together than Truth and Finality.

The clothes are similar, like an actual squad and not 2 random characters you’d throw together in a meta team.

We don’t have a good example of Mei matching with them because the whole “I’m now your enemy siding with world serpent” thing, but

ORIGIN IS NOT IT.

I have more problems with Origin than Finality, but we’ll get to that another day.

Clearly, they’re running with a white theme on the trio here, so what’s the design issues?

Well, firstly, with finality, it’s just,,,,, a dress.

I don’t even agree with the whole “Ooooh it just looks like time runner thing.”

It’s purple, and a dress… that’s it.

If anything, it looks more like grieso’s outfit due to the flowers.

But anyway, you’re going to save the world in a dress and not a combat uniform??

ESPECIALLY at the most serious point in the game??

Okay, let’s do a side dive here.

I want you to imagine this, the story is continuing, Kiana, Bronya, and Mei surpass finality, and start rebuilding the earth with everyone, they’re fighting regular honkai beasts and other stuff, and things are a lot calmer than they currently are. There aren’t too many major threats, and because of that no need for her herrscher authority. Kiana gets a new battlesuit changing from armor and power to something more casual.

And this is the result. She looks beautiful and like the moon goddess she is, with self-assured almost cocky attack patterns like stretching in the middle of battle because she knows the enemies before her will be no threat.

It’d make so much more sense for the Finality battlesuit’s appearance and attacks in that context rather than the “We’re going to war for the fate of the earth” context we currently have.

Her battlesuit would be so much better in that context, in my opinion.

At this time, in current context, honestly, Flamescoin is perfect for it, the armor fits, and the white and red looks great with Truth.

Having attacks ripping holes into reality like the charged attack of finality does would look cool and powerful as she’s sorta… ripping holes into reality sooo…

I just don't understand how they messed this up so badly.

Yet, trying to beat Flamescoin's visual fitting with Truth would have been very difficult to do.

Not like they're going to try though. :/

Thanks for sticking through long post, thanks everyone! Let me know what you guys think, or if I should do a Origin post like this!

(Also, screenshots of HoFin are from Marisa Honkai's youtube)

#honkaimpact3rd #honkai impact #honkai 3rd #herrscher of finality #herrscher of truth #honkai spoilers

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clarisselaruegf · 1 year

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NEW KIDS IN TOWN ! WELCOME

introduction master list series master list

— summary ! a new family was coming to the small town called stars hollow. they were moving into a new house. it was rumored they have four kids and filthy rich. victoria still going to stars hollow, she saw them moving in and saw their older kids moving boxes. she passed their house and waved. victoria became friends with them, because it was a small town.

— authors note ! change of pov (not often) ill try working on the next chapter as soon as possible... i probably won’t be able to get one out for a while since i just finished my spring break and won’t have a break until summer, but i’ll try my best to update. english is not my first language, i’m using grammarly. i don’t know how pagers work and if they’re the same thing as a phone so don’t get confused if i describe the electronics badly, this is a long author note sorry. rory won’t be mentioned as much, since you’re (the reader) the main character she’ll be envious though. and she doesn’t go to chilton. pretend that aonoung would go to chilton. this is a long chapter. sorry i haven’t posted in awhile, my tumblr was messed up i couldn’t see what i was writing. anyways this is probs the last post for awhile since i have state testing soon. links applied are optional.

— word count ! 6449

you woke up to your alarm clock yelling at you. you groaned and decided to stretch before actually getting ready. staring at yourself in the mirror before exiting your room. heading to the kitchen with pajamas still on. you started making some coffee and realized there was nothing in the fridge, as always. you groaned and turned off the coffee maker, not wanting to make coffee if there was no food. you grabbed a sticky note from the junk drawer and wrote. “luke’s?” you jogged upstairs and decided to get ready. you put on the slightest amount of makeup your mom let you borrow. you smiled and put on some lip gloss. you headed to your small wardrobe and got a simple outfit. you finished getting changed and looked over at the alarm clock.

you called tsiyera wanting to see if she was awake this early. she didn’t answer. you groaned not wanting to wait for your mother and twin to wake up. you decided to fix your hair. putting it into a hair clip. you decided you’d just walk around town until 8 am which is usually when your sister and mother woke up. you were also waiting for tsiyera to wake up.

you headed out the door and just walked around town. you got to the front of the newspaper stand. seeing babette and miss patty. “did you hear? there’s a new family in town.” babette said and you walked up to them. “victoria, oh my goodness. you get prettier by the day!” miss patty said holding your face in her hands adoring your features. “how do you not have a boyfriend? when i was your age i had too many to count,” miss patty smiled. you smiled as well. “do you want me to set you up with someone? there are some fine young boys for you at my studio,” miss patty let out. you shook your head. “i’ll find the right one soon,” you replied. they both beamed. “i have to go to luke’s, i’ll see you both later,” you spoke up.

you waved at them and walked away but stared at the new house for a little bit longer. you saw three older kids and a smaller girl walking around whining. you smiled and saw a what looked like the oldest sibling looking around and caught sight of you. you both waved at each other. you smiled and walked to luke’s.

neteyam’s point of view;

we arrived at our new house after traveling for an extended duration. i exited the truck and grabbed the two boxes i had from our previous house. “neteyam you get the second biggest room, loak your room is next to his. kiri and tuk you can decide.” my dad said while gathering other boxes. i nodded and headed inside the house. i looked around and immediately headed up stairs to see my new room. i smiled seeing the view and how spacious it was. i placed my two boxes down smiling.

i headed back outside to help my siblings inside. i help loak move his boxes even though he had more than me. “how do you have this much stuff.” i said, placing the boxes onto the cement. tuktirey started to whine. “mom!! these boxes are too heavy.” she whine and sat down on the cement drive way. “tuk, go inside. we’ll care your box.” i said. she smiled, skipping along, walking inside. i started look around the town. wanting to see the people. i saw a beautiful girl walking on the sidewalk. i smiled and waved, not wanting to just say stare at her. she waved back and smiled. she continued walking. i smiled and loak snickered. i rolled my eyes. “she was cute,” loak commented. i again roll my eyes. “i’m not gonna help you with your boxes,” i said and walked into the house with tuk’s boxes instead of loak’s. i could hear loak yelling my name but i continued walking where tuk was staying.

back to your point of view:

lorelai gasps as you and rory walk in. “my two favorite people in the world!” you smiled. “hey. it’s freezing.” rory said and you both sat down, in front of two coffee mugs. “oh, what do you need? hot tea, coffee?” lorelai said with a smile looking at you and rory. “lip gloss.” “aha! i have vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, and toasted marshmallow.” lorelai said placing down the makeup bag. “anything in there not resembling a breakfast cereal?” you asked and rory smiled knowing she was about to say the same thing. “yes. it has no smell but it changes with your mood.” lorelai said and placed another bag of makeup down. “god. RuPaul doesn’t need this much makeup.” you remarked, while rory got a lip gloss. “you both are crabby this morning?” “i’m sorry i woke up early and found out we didn’t have food in the fridge at all.” you said with a frown. “well im sorry, i lost my macy gray cd and i need caffeine.” rory said finishing up the lipgloss. “oo i have your cd. we never have food vick.” lorelai said and gave rory the cd while smiling at you. “thief.” rory sounded. “sorry, i’ll get you both some coffee.” lorelai said and grabbed the mugs. she stood up and went up to luke.

a guy that once sitting at the counter came up to you and rory. you frowned wondering what the older man wanted from you and rory. he chatted with us for a bit until lorelai came to the table. “yeah, i’ve never been through here before.” he said mostly looking at rory. “oh, you have, too.” lorelai said with a tone and he turned around slowly. “oh, hi.” he said. “oh, hi. you really like my table, don’t you?” lorelai asked, you looked at rory laughing together. “i was just, uh..” he spoke trying to make an excuse. “getting to know my daughters.” lorelai said and placed her hand on your shoulder, standing next to me. “your..” he said not finishing his sentence. “are you my new daddy?” you asked with a grin. “wow. you do not look old enough to have a daughter. no, i mean it. and you do not look like a daughter.” he said directing the last part to you. “that’s possibly very sweet of you. thanks.” lorelai said with a mocking tone. “so…daughter? daughters.” he said correcting him self at the last second, lorelai nodded. “you know, i am traveling with two friends.” he said pointing behind him at the two guys at the counter where he was sitting previously, they turned around and waved. “they’re both sixteen.” lorelai said with a grin. “bye.” the guy standing up say and left with his friends follwing behind him. “drive safe.” lorelai spoke. once they left she bent down and laughed with you and rory.

your point of view, at the inn

you entered the inn with papers in hand. you walked up the counter where michel and your mother were, your mother being on a call. “kiss.” she whispered as she was on the phone with marco the plumber. “uh-huh? i thought you replaced that already. well, because you told me you did and i never forget anything.” she spoke at marco. you looked into one of the drawers at the counter, with michel peeking at you. “what is your offspring doing?” michel asked annoyingly. “i need stamps. can i have these?” you asked taking stamps out of the drawer. michel disagreed. “take them. what’s with the muumuu?” lorelai said pointing at your white sweater. “stop,” you muttered. “i’m just saying, you couldn’t find one made of metal in case anyone has x-ray eyes?” lorelai asked joking. “and now we say goodbye.” you said tilting your head and going around to the front of the counter. “hey, have michel look at your french paper before you go.” lorelai said since you talked about your french paper the night before. “excuse me?” michel asked looking at other papers. “that’d be great.” you said with a smile. he shook his head. “come on, michel. i’ll tell all the ladies what a stud you are.” you said holding onto your paper. “hm. i believe that memo had already been sent.” he said tilting his head. “oh, please, michel. pretty please with sucre on top. i will stop talking like this.” lorelai said trying to convice him with an annoying french accent. “leave it. i’ll look at it if i get a chance.” he said not looking up from his other pile of papers. “it’s due tomorrow. and pay special attention to the grammar.” you said pointing at the paper leaving it near his pile of papers. you walked away smiling at your mother.

you were nearing the school when someone jumped on your back. you immediately knew it was tsiyera, and you groaned. “tsiyera, ima flip you over.” you threatened and she smiled, getting off, and walking beside you. “you didn’t answer my call nor texts in the morning.” you frowned. “sorry, aonoung woke up early for practice and i woke up as well but ended up falling back asleep. you wake up too early either way, i do not want to be waking up at the crack of dawn.” tisyera complained. you frowned. we passed by the “teen hayride 9:00 pm thursday” sign. “my mom is forcing me to go to the hayride” she said and looks at the sign. “the hayride? you’re kidding.” you asked. “my parents want me to get with someone, so they set me up with my mom's best friend's son.” tsiyera complained. “you’re only sixteen?” you replied and you both started walking across the street. “well, my parents like to plan ahead.” tsiyera replied. “god, you have to go to the hayride with him?” you said slightly laughing. “and his older brother.” “oh, now you’re kidding.” “my parents said they don’t want me to end up alone, which frankly is kind of sad.” tsiyera spoke. “so, i guess you’re not going, huh?” tsiyera assumed, we walked by the cheerleaders. “no, i’m still fuzzy on what’s fun about sitting in the cold for two hours with some sticks up your butt,” you replied laughing. you both went up the steps and into the school, passing by two new boys you assumed. “don’t expect me to clear it up for you.” tsiyera spoke.

“for those of you who have not finished the final chapters of huckleberry finn ‘you may use this time do so. for those of you who have, you can start on your essay now. whichever task you choose, do it silently..” your teacher spoke out, sitting down at her desk at the front of the class. you started to write onto your paper while the girls in-front of you painted their nails, passing the nail polish around the four of them. they made a gesture towards you among them and three of them looked at you while you were still writing. “maybe it’s a love letter.” “or her diary.” “could be a slam book.” the whispered among themselves. the closet one to you peeked over, putting pressure on the seat making it noisy. you continued writing. she sat back down. “it’s the assignment.” she whispered with a disappointed tone. they frowned and continued to pass around the nail polish. you smiled, aware of what they were saying.

you and tsiyera starting walking towards her house. tsiyera’s mother, ronal owns a small flower shop near luke’s. but she’s only open in the mornings. you and tsiyera were talking about school and the subjects you both dislike. you even told her about what happened in english. “really? that makes sense, amelia is always in everyone’s business.” tsiyera spoke. you nodded. you both entered the home. “mother! i’m home, i’m with victoria.” tsiyera said and took off her shoes and changed into her slippers. you also did the same, since you have came over to her house for many years, but you only took of your shoes, leaving your pink socks, not putting on your sandals. ronal came out of the kitchen with her navy apron with a pleated puffed ruffled skirt and lace detail. “so how was school? none of the girls get pregnant, drop out?” she asked curious. “not that we know of.” “come to think of it, joanna ponser was glowing a little.” you teased. “what?” ronal asked confused. “nothing mama, she’s just kidding.” tsiyera quickly defended you in a teasing manner. ronal shook her head slightly smiling.

“mom?” you and rory spoke out entering the kitchen. the both gasped. you both walked up to them, confused. “you’re happy.” rory said. “yeah.” lorelai said smiling and nodded her head. “did you do something slutty?” you asked teasing. “i’m not that happy.” lorelai said and she chuckled. “here.” she said and passed you the bag. “what’s going on?” rory asked and peeked over at the bag. “open it.” lorelai said enthusiastically. you looked into the bag. it was a skirt, blue squared pattern. “i’m gonna be in a britney spears video?” you asked confused. “you’re going to chilton! oh sorry.” sookie said unexpectedly, lorelai hit her shoulder. “mom?” you asked. “you did it, babe. you got in.” lorelai said with the biggest smile on her face. “how did this happen? you didn’t, with the principal, did you?” you asked worried almost. “no, honey. that was a joke. the have an open spot. you’re gonna start on monday.” lorelai enunciates still smiling. “really?” “really.” lorelai said. “i don’t believe this. oh my god, im going to chilton!” you said enthusiastically and hugged your mother. “yeah.” lorelai said hugging you back. “sookie, im going to chilton.” you said and hugged her as well. “i’ll make cookies.” sookie said. “protestants love oatmeal.” sookie let out. “i have to call tsiyera.” you said and walked away but immediately turned back around and looked at rory and lorelai. you smiled and hugged them both. “i love you.” you spoke softly at them both. “i love you.” they both said. your headed outside of the kitchen. “my daughter is going to chilton.” lorelai said. “yeah. victoria is going to chilton!” sookie said.

time skip, the next day, your point of view

you got home from school and decided to be on call with tsiyera just for a bit and you wanted to try on your skirt. tsiyera had to hang up because of aonoung bothering her. you went downstairs and outside where lorelai and sookie were. “mom?” you said and walked out and showcased your skirt. “so what do you think?” you asked. “wow, it makes you look smart.” sookie speaking one's mind. “okay, no more wine for you. mom?” you asked smiling. “you look like you were swallowed by a kilt.” lorelai teased. “fine, you can hem it. a little. only a little.” you said, not wanting to ruin the skirt. lorelai ‘ooh’ed. “or i could hem it a lot.” she said trying to convince you. “no. i don’t want it to be too short.” you let out, and your mother put her arm around your shoulder, walking into the house with sookie falling behind. “i can’t believe tomorrow’s my last day at stars hollow high.” you said not even believing yourself. “i know.” lorelai said enthusiastically. “today i was so excited, i dressed up for gym.” you said surprised. “you’re kidding!” “and i played volleyball.” “with other people?”lorelai asked surprised. rory was sitting on the couch reading a book kind of listening to the conversation you were having with your mother. you stepped onto the stool and let lorelai hem your skirt. “and i learned all this time, i was avoiding group sports.” “yeah?” “was very smart ‘cause i suck.” you said slightly proud. “well, yeah, you and your twin got that from me.” lorelai said smiling at you and then at rory. “where’s your pate?” sookie asked coming from the kitchen. “at zsa zsa gabor’s house.” lorelai said continuing with your skirt. “right. i’m going to the store because you have nothing. you feel like a duck?” sookie asks and puts on her purse. if it’s made with chicken, absolutely.” “i’ll be back.” “bye.” lorelai said and finished with your skirt. “alright. this will give you an idea,” she said looking closely and patting your knees where your skirt ended making sure it would be even. “go see how you like it.” “okay.” you said and smiled stepping off the stool. you swung on the staircase. “i love being a private school girl.” you said and turned around to head to your room to check out your outfit, your hair flipping from behind you. lorelai smiled but her smile faded, she stared at the photos of you with rory and pictures of the three of you.

“and we get to wear uniforms. no more having people check you out to see what jeans you’re wearing ‘cause everyone’s dressed alike in boring clothes and just there to learn.” you said excited and finished putting things into your box, closing your locker. “okay, there’s academic-minded and then there’s amish.” tsiyera stated. “funny.” “thank you! so, i told my mom you’re changing schools.” “was she thrilled?” you asked teasing. “the party’s on friday. i go to go. i have to have a pre-hayride cup of tea with my ‘future husband’. how do i look? presentable?” tsiyera said and placed the book she was holding previously onto your box, you nodded. “good, bye.” tsiyera said and basically jogged outside of the school. your book fell, while you were looking at her. you squated down placing your box onto the floor and grabbing the book, there was some other small things that fell out as well, while turning you saw long legs and shoes. “god! you’re like ruth gordon just standing there with a tannis root. make a noise.” you let out, finished picking up the things. “rosemary’s baby.” the long legged boy said. you lifted your head and saw the boy, you stood up. “yeah.” you said still staring at his face. “well, that’s a great movie.” he says. “you’ve got good taste.” he continued. you smiled and looked down for a second. “are you moving?” he asked. “no, just my books are.” you replied. “well my family just moved here from chicago.” he said. “chicago. windy. oprah.” you let out of what you remembered of chicago. “yeah. yeah, that’s the place. i’m neteyam.” he said and leaned down a bit. “hi.” you said smiling, didn’t reply though. he made a gesture for you to say your name. “oh, tori. me. that’s-that’s me.” you said. “tori,” he repeated your name. “well, victoria technically. i have a lot of nicknames.” you replied. “victoria, i like that.” he sounded. “it’s my mothers middle name. my twin took her first name.” you said. “she was lying in the hospital bed, thinking about how men name boys after themselves. so why couldn’t woman? so she used both of her names on my twin and i. she says her feminism just kind of took over. though personally, i think a lot of demerol also went into that decision.” you let out. “i never talk this much.” you said in a panicked way for a moment, looking up at him. he smiled and turned his head to the side for a moment. “well, i better go.” “oh, sure.” you replied realizing he probably has things to do, better than hearing you babble about useless things. “i have to go look for a job.” “okay, good.” you said, a bit too loud. he said and laughed a bit. he started walking away. “you should check with miss patty.” you said suddenly, turned around facing his back. he turned around. “what?” “about the job. you should check with miss patty. she teaches dance. she was actually on broadway once.” you said. “i-i don’t really dance much.” he said and gestured with his hand while speaking. “no, no, she just kind of knows everything that is going on in this town. she’ll know if someone’s looking.” you replied. “oh, great. uh, thanks.” he said with one hand in his pocket, shrugging a bit with a laugh. you looked down at your books. “hey, what are you doing now?” neteyam said and walked closer to you. “nothing…much” you said. “i should throw this away at some point.” you said and held on the yellow lined paper. “well maybe you could show me where this miss patty’s place is.” he said, asking. “yeah, i guess so. i really don’t have anything important to— let’s go.” you said not wanting to speak more than you already did. he picked up your box. you both walked out of the school. “so, have you lived here all your life?” he asked. “yes. well, pretty much. i was actually born in hartford.” you stated. “well that’s not far.” he said. “thirty minutes with no traffic.” you stated. “really?” “i timed it.” you said, he laughed. “okay, then.” he said.

“so, do you like cake?” you asked while you both were passing by stores. “what?” he asked, confused why you were asking. “they make really good cakes here. they’re very… round.” you said and pointed at the store. “okay. i’ll remember that.” he spoke. “good, make a note. you wouldn’t want to forget where the round cakes are.” you said, slightly embarrassed. “so, how are you liking moby dick?” he asked and looked at you. “oh it’s really good.” you said with a grin. “yeah?” “yeah, it’s my first melville.” you said. “cool,” he spoke out. “i mean, i know it’s kind of cliche to pick moby dick as your first melville but… hey, how did you know i was reading moby dick?” you asked and you both stopped. “uh- well i’ve been watching you.” he uttered. “watching me?” “i mean; not in a creepy, like, “i’m watching you” sort of way. i just, I’ve noticed you,” he let out. “me?” you said and looked at yourself for a second. he nodded. “when?” you asked. “every day. well since i’ve moved here. after school you come or and sit under that tree there and you read. last week it was madame bovary.” he said and slighly gestured his head to the tree. “this week it’s moby dick.” he said. “but why would you-” you said and he interrupted you. “because you’re nice to look at.” he said slightly shrugging. “and because you’ve got unbelievable concentration.” he let out. “what?” you asked clearly confused about what he’s talking about. “last friday these two guys were tossing around a ball and one guy nailed the other in the face. i mean, it was a mess, blood everywhere, the nurse came out. the place was on chaos, his girlfriend was all freaking out and you just sat there and read. i mean, you never even looked up. i thought, i have never seen anyone read so intensely before in my life. i have to meet that girl.” he finished speaking. “maybe, i just didn’t look up because i’m unbelievably self-centered.” you said trying to reason. “maybe, but i doubt it.” he said. you smiled and he smiled. you both started walking. “so, did i ask if you like cake?” “yeah, you did.” “oh, ‘cause they have really good cake back there.” you said once again, he laughed.

the three of you just stared at the plates, not speaking. “uh, i forgot to tell you were having dinner with your grandparents tomorrow night.” your mother spoke quickly and took a sip of coffee from her light green mug. “we are?” you and rory asked. “mm-hmm.” she said still drinking her coffee. “but it’s september?” rory asked. “so?” your mother asked, oblivious almost. “so what holiday’s in september?” you asked. “oh look, it’s not a holiday thing. it’s just dinner, okay?” your mother spoke sternly. you and rory glanced at each other, confused almost why she spoke like that. “fine, sorry,” you said and continued eating, so did rory. luke came up to the table. he placed down the food. “red meat can kill you. enjoy.” he said and ripped the check off of his checkbook. lorelai laughed, but the two of you didn’t react. she quietly cleared her throat, swapping her salad with her food. “so, i finished hemming your skirt today.” your mother spoke and smiled at you. you were about to speak but didn’t and just looked at your food again. “a grunt of acknowledgment might be nice. “i don’t understand why we’re going to dinner tomorrow night. i mean, what if i had plans? you didn’t even ask me.” you uttered. “well, if you had plans, i would’ve known.” she spoke out. “how?” you asked genuinely. “well, you would have told me.” she said. “i don’t tell you everything. neither does rory. i have my own things.” you said with a tone almost. “fine, you have things” “that’s right. i have things.” you said sternly. “hey, i had dibs on being the bitch tonight,” she said. you looked at your salad again, rory felt uncomfortable, but knowing how you felt. “just tonight?” you uttered. “what’s wrong with you?” your mother asked. you sighed. “i’m not sure i want to go to chilton.” you spoke out all of a sudden. “what?” your mother and twin asked, knowing you’ve been wanting to get into chilton, forever. “the timing is just really bad.” you spoke. “the timing is bad?” your mother asked genuinely confused. “and the bus ride to and from hartford it’s like thirty minutes each way.” you complained. “i can’t believe what i’m hearing.” your mother said shocked. “plus, i don’t think we should be spending that money right now. i mean, i know chilton’e got to be costing you a lot. all of that money should be going towards to you buying an inn with sookie,” you tried to reason with her. rory was eating her burger listening into the conversation, making sure nothing would get bad. “what about college? what about harvard?” you mother asked knowing since you were a baby you’ve wanted to go to havard. “we dunno that i can’t get into harvard if i stay where i am.” you said. “okay, enough. enough of the crazy talk, okay? i appreciate your concern but i have this covered.” your mother spoke. “i still don’t want to go.” “why?” “because i don’t.” you said. “i have to get out of here.” your mother said, picking up her bag and getting off of her seat. you and rory stared. “we have to pay first.” rory said. your mother took out some cash she had in her back pocket, placing them onto the table. you and rory stood up. your mother opened the door first, leaving you and your sister behind. you caught up to her and walked beside your mother, with your twin on the opposite side. horses passed by, with music playing. at the back of the hayride was tsiyera with her so called date and her date’s brother. the three of you walking by miss patty’s dance studio. “one, two, three. it’s a waltz, ladies. susie, do you have to tinkle? then uncross your legs, darling. oh, tori, good. i think i found a job for your male friend.” miss patty said stepping a step down the steps. the three of you stopped infront of her. “what male friend?” your mother asked. “they need a stock boy at the supermarket. i already talked to taylor doode about him. you just send him around tomorrow.” miss patty said and smoked her cigar. “okay, thanks.” you said. “what male friend?” your mother asked once again. “oh, he’s very cute. you have good taste. you got yourself a good one, maybe he’s the one you need.”

“hands in the air, not in the nose. ‘one, two, three, one, two, three.’ “ miss patty said to her students. you started walking away, heading home with your mother and twin following behind you. your mother laughed. “oh ho. you’re gonna have to walk faster than that. you’re gonna have to turn into flo-jo to get away from me.” she said and followed behind you. rory was sprinting behind the two of you not wanting to be left behind. you quickly opened the door, almost closing it behind you but your mother caught it, she made sure rory go in as well though. “this is about a boy. of course, can’t believe, i didn’t see it. all this talk about money and bus rides, you got a thing going on with a guy, you don’t wanna leave school.” your mother said. rory entered her room already heading to bed. “i’m going to bed.” you said and placed things onto the table near the couch. “god, i’m so dense. that should’ve been my first thought. after all, you’re me.” your mother let out. you grabbed your backpack. “i’m not you.” you said. “really? someone willing to throw important life experiences outta the window to be with a guy. it sounds like me to me.” she said sternly. “whatever.” you said and headed upstairs. “so, who is he?” she asked. “there’s no guy.” you said, starting to get upset. “dark hair, tan skin, romantic guy, looks a little dangerous.” she said. “this conversation is over.” you spoke out. “tattoos are good too.” she said while you both started getting up the stairs. you turned around holding onto your school supplies, your backpack hanging on one shoulder. “i don’t wanna change schools because of all the reasons i’ve told you a thousand times. if you don’t wanna believe me, that’s fine. goodnight.” you said going fully upstairs. lorelai stood at the same step. “does he have a motorcycle? ‘cause if you’re gonna throw your life away, he better have a motorcycle.” she said and you slammed your door. silence, is what the house was filled with. she sighed. she opened your door, while you were taking off your sweater with your backpack on your bed. “i think that went pretty well, don’t you?” lorelai asked. you threw your sweater on the bed. “thanks for the knock.” you said, sarcastically. “listen, can we just start all over? ‘kay? you tell me about the guy, i promise i not to let my head explode, huh?” your mother asked trying to convince you. “tori. please talk to me. okay, i’ll talk.” your mother sighed. “don’t get me wrong. guys are great. i am a huge fan of guys. you don’t get knocked up at sixteen with twins being indifferent to guys. babes guys are always going to be there. this school isn’t. it’s more important. it has to be more important.” lorelai states. “i’m going to sleep,” you said and reached over at your nightstand to get a book. you sighed and fixed your hair. “tori. you’ve always been the sensible one in this house, huh? i need you to remember that feeling now. you will kick your butt later if you blow this.” lorelai says still trying to convince you. you closed your book, still keeping the bookmark inside. you fixed your pillows leaning more into them. “well, it’s my butt.” you said. “good comeback.” your mother said. “thank you,” “you’re welcome. vick, come on.” “i don’t wanna talk about this. could you please, please just leave me alone?” you asked. your mother stared. “okay, fine. we always had a democracy in this house. we never did anything unless the three of us agreed. but now i’m going to have to play the mom card. you’re going to chilton whether you want to or not. monday morning, you will be there, end of story.” your mother said and started walking to the door. “we’ll see.” you said and your mother slammed your bedroom door. “yeah, we will.” your mom yelled. you sighed, turning on your radio. ‘i try’ by macy gray played in your room. you fell asleep with the song playing, filling the emptiness of your room.

you sat down on michel’s chair, while he left to go tell your mother about you being here. “hey, no muumuu today? you know what’s weird, i know of miss it.” she said tilting her head, coming up to you and standing next to you behind the counter. “you left a note to meet here.” you stated, holding onto your book. she walked to the other side of the register desk. “yeah. thought you might wanna work a couple hours. make a little extra cash.” she said and grabbed a notebook. “fine.” you said and looked at you book once again. “aww. you’re not giving the ‘mommy dearest’ treatment forever, are ya?” she asked. “you wanted me here, i’m here. should i do something or what?” you asked. “yeah, go home. dinners at seven. be ready to go.” she said and slammed her binder onto her desk. “fine.” “fine.” your mother sighed. you walked out of the inn.

the three of you stood outside the grand doors, staring at the doors. your mother holding onto her coffee cup, you and rory glancing at each other. “so, do we go in or do we just stand here reenacting ‘the little match girl’?” you asked, your mother sighed, she turned her head towards you. “okay, look, i know you and me are having a thing here and i know you hate me but i need you to be civil. at least through dinner, on the way home you can menendez. deal?” your mother said sternly. “fine.” you said and turned to look at her too, rory just stood behind you knowing what happened between you two. the three of you stepped up more closer to the door, your mother rang the door bell dramatically with her heels clicking obnoxiously. your grandmother opened the door. “hi, grandma.” you and rory uttered. “well? you’re right on time.” your grandmother spoke. “yeah, yeah no traffic at all.” your mother said and the three of you walked in. you and rory took of your coats. “i can’t tell you what a treat it is to have you girls here,” your grandmother said, taking the coats and hanging them on the dark rack. “oh, well, we’re excited, too.” lorelai said, still holding onto her cup. “is that a collector’s cup or can i throw it away for you?” emily asked. your mother uttered an apology, heading to the small trash can next to the door. “in the kitchen, the please.” emily stated. “sorry,” lorelai said, walking back. “so, i want to hear all about chilton.” emily said and grabbed her hands into hers and walked with you to the living room. “well, i haven’t actually started yet. your mother and rory stood near the coat rack, and glanced at each other before walking behind the two of you. “richard, look who’s here.” your grandmother said, showing you off to your grandfather. “victoria. you’re tall.” your grandfather said, looking at you closely. “i guess.” you uttered. “what’s your height?” he asked. “five-seven.” you stated. “that’s tall. she’s tall.” he said and glanced behind him at your grandmother. “hi dad.” your mother said walking into the room with your twin sister following behind closely. “lorelai, victoria is tall.” lorelai spoke. “oh, i know. it’s freakish. we’re thinking of having her studied at m.i.t .” lorelai spoke, joking. “huh.” your grandfather spoke, putting his glasses back on, looking at his newspaper. “champagne, anyone?” emily asked. the three of you grabbed one. “oh that’s fancy.” lorelai stated. “well, it’s not everyday that i have my girls here for the dinner on a day the banks are open.” emily said and placed down the champagne. lorelai hummed. “a toast. to victoria entering chilton and an exciting new phase in her life.” emily said and raised her glass. “here, here.” richard said, though not raising his head up from the newspaper. the five you drank the champagne. emily hummed. “mmm. well, let’s sit everyone.” emily said and sat down. rory sat in between your grandmother and mother though your mother hadn’t quite sat down yet. you sat next to your grandfather. “this is just wonderful. and education is the most important thing, next to family.” emily spoke out. “and pie.” your mother added, you stifled a laugh, though everyone was awkwardly quite. your mother sat down, emily glanced at her, her body facing the opposite direction. “joke, joke.” your mother spoke awkwardly, crossing her legs. “ah.” your grandmother let out. the two sipped on their champagne. rory awkwardly sitting there. your grandfather subtly gave you a newspaper he had next to him. you glanced at him and opened the newspaper, quite intrigued.

everyone was sitting in their designated spots. lorelai and you sitting next to each other with rory on the opposite side and your grandfather and grandmother at opposite sides of each other. “victoria, rory, how do you like the lamb?” your grandmother spoke. “it’s good,” you and rory spoke. “too dry?” your grandmother asked. “no, it’s perfect,” you both voiced, your grandmother continued eating until lorelai spoke up. “potatoes could use a little salt, though.” lorelai said with a quite laugh. “excuse me?” your grandmother asked. “so, grandpa, how’s the insurance biz?” you asked, trying to get away from the awkward conversation. “oh, people die, we pay. people crash cars, we pay. people lose a foot, we pay.” your grandfather said before stuffing his face. “well, at least you have your new slogan.” lorelai voiced, you glanced at her. “and how are things at the motel?” your grandfather asked. “the inn? they’re great.” lorelai said before sipping on her wine. “lorelai’s the executive manager now. isn’t that wonderful?” your grandmother said. “speaking of which, christopher called yesterday.” your grandfather spoke. “speaking of which? how is that a speaking of which?” lorelai asked, almost in a mocking tone. “he’s doing very well in california. his internet start-up goes public next month. this could mean big things. very talented man, your father.” you grandfather added, speaking to you. lorelai looked at you. “she knows.” your mother spoke. “he always was a smart one, that boy. you must take after him.” you grandpa said. “speaking of which, i’m gonna get a coke. or a knife.” your mother said, speaking higher at the last sentence. your eyes wandered to your grandpa and grandma. rory looked at you, you shrugged. a while has passed by, just looking at your food. “i think i’m gonna go talk—“ you spoke but got interrupted. “no, i’ll go. you stay and keep your grandfather company.” your grandmother said and rubbed her hand and your shoulder passing by. ‘keep your voice down.’ ‘no, i can’t take it anymore.’ ‘tonight just seems like a nightmare’ ‘you’re dripping all over the floor.’ ‘why do you pounce on every single thing i say?’ mutters were spoken from the kitchen. the three of you at the table glanced at each other for a second, but continued to eat. ‘well, i wasn’t too proud to come here to you two begging for money for my daughter’s school, was i?’ your mother spoke from the kitchen, you glanced at the kitchen door, confused. ‘no! you certainly weren’t.—’ you heard from the kitchen. you looked at your plate, confused. you heard snoring from next to you and it was your grandfather.

the three of you exited the house, coats on. you closed the door behind you. lorelai leaned against the wall, sighing with her hands in her pockets. “mom?” you asked. “i’m okay. i just… do i look shorter? ‘cause i feel shorter.” lorelai said, with a tone almost. “hey, how about i buy you and rory a cup of coffee?” you convinced them. “aw. yeah.” she said and got up from leaning against the wall to wrapping her hand around you and your sisters shoulder. “vic, you drive, though, ‘cause i don’t think my feet will reach the pedals.” your mother jokingly complained. the three of you laughed.

“so, nice dinner at the grandparents’ house,” rory spoke one's mind. the three of you stepped onto the steps of luke’s.“oh yeah, her dishes have never been cleaner.” lorelai complained. “you and grandma seemed to have a nice talk.” you let out. “how much did you hear?” lorelai asked. “not much. you know, snippets.” you replied. “snippets?” lorelai raised a question. “little snippets?” you answered back quickly. “so basically everything?” lorelai requested. “basically, yes.” you replied. “well, the best-laid plans.” lorelai said and opened the diner door to luke’s. lorelai sighs and sets her bag down at the designated spot in the diner. the three of you sit down, setting your coats down. “i think it was really brave of you to ask them for money.” you spoke up. “oh, i so do not want to talk about it.” lorelai utters. “so, how many meals is it gonna take till we’re off the hook?” rory questioned. “i think the deli spread at my funeral will be the last one. hey.” lorelai said, looking at your face. “wait does that mean?” lorelai asked. you smiled. “can’t let a perfectly plaid skirt go to waste.” you said smiling. “aww, honey. you won’t be sorry.” lorelai said. luke came up to the table. wearing light blue button up dress shirt, with dress pants, and his hair-styled. he had his note pad ready and a pen. “wow! you-you look nice. really nice.” lorelai noted and smiled. “i… had a meeting earlier at the bank. they-they like collars. you look nice, too.” luke replied. you and rory look at each other smiling. “i had a event to go to,” lorelai replied. “so, what will you have?” luke asked. “coffee, in a vat.” lorelai replied, luke looked over at you and rory. “we’ll both have coffee also. and chili fries.” you answered. “that’s quite a refined palate you got there.” luke said and sighed, writing down the orders and walking away. lorelai looked at him walking away and turned back. “behold the healing powers of a bath. so, tell me about the guy.” lorelai let out. rory nodded at the last thing lorelai said, wanting to know about ‘the guy’ as well. “you know what’s really special about our relationship? the total understanding about the need for one’s privacy. i mean, you really understand boundaries.” you declared. “so tell us about the guy.” lorelai said and rory smiled. “mom!” you quitely yelled out. “is he dreamy?” she asked. “ugh that’s so ‘nick at night’. ” you groaned. “i’m gonna find out anyway.” lorelai said “really? how?” you genuinely asked. “uh, i’ll spy.” lorelai said with a sarcastic tone. luke came to the table with the food. “coffee, fries.” luke said placing down the food. you grabbed your coffee and about to take a sip until luke speaks up. “i can’t stand it. this is so unhealthy. victoria, rory ‘please, put down that cup of coffee. you do not wanna grow up to be like your mom.” luke spoke up. “sorry, too late.” you said and smiled at your mom. lorelai smiled at luke. he shook his head and walked away. lorelai looked at you and rory and had the biggest smile on her face.

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Looking for sim actors/pirates!!

\ Why pirates? Wellllll \

I got the amazing idea of, since my current sim is an actor, to have them be part of a Our Flag Means Death-like show! There are pirate show gigs in the sims 4, so why not!

I will mostly be doing the scenes and screenshots for the show *without* the acting gigs, however it’s still fun that they are an option! Maybe for when I feel lazy about taking screenshots.

BUT NOW IS THE PART WHERE YOU COME IN!!

I’m looking for sims to use as the other actors/actresses and/or characters for the show, and I’d love to include your creations in that cast!

If you choose to participate in this, here are some things that migth help you/some things to consider:

You can use cc in your creations, but please keep it either maxis match, maxis mix, or lite. You can also just not use cc at all! It’s okay!

You can make an actor/actress and give them a seperate character name and outfits for the show (ex. Jane Doe -> Lilly Drew in the show), or just create the actor/actress and leave the character creation for the show up to me, or you can just make the character without an identity outside of the show! Whichever seems easiest or more fun to you!

If you can, please describe what personality you’d like the sim/the character to have so I can try and do my best with them! Identities inside and/or outside of the show are apreciated too.

Backstories are optional.

If you happen to have ideas for ‘episodes’ or moments with your sim pirate that you think would be fun for me to do, feel free to let me know and I’ll do my best to make it happen!

If you post pictures of your creation please use #thekrakensbobapplesims (copy paste into your #s it’ll be easier)!!!

If you have any questions go ahead and message me or send me an ask! I’ll be glad to answer but keep in mind I might be asleep at some point because my sleeping pattern is FUCKED!

Happy Simming!

#thekrakensbobapplesims #sims project #multi simmer project #announcement #seperate hashtags from the song legacy maybe???#i'll have to see how I organize this #have fun!!

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Clari I'm on the fence ... do you recommend love and deepspace? is the battle system hard or the gacha crazy (bad)? I keep seeing ads and clips here and there but FHDJSKAFHDJKSA TBH I WAS JUST GONNA SKIRT BYE BUT THEN I SAW THAT YOU LIKED IT and decided to do a double take. I'm so curious but LOL what if I get sucked in? However your taste has always been immaculate so im super curious about your opinion and experience with it so far!!

AH ANON! well, first and foremost, i love the hell out of it so far, so i’m going to preface this with saying that i’m most likely biased hehe

okay so!! it’s hard to talk too much about the gacha since the game has only just come out (and i’ve only been playing for 7 days!) but at this current moment they have a ton of events going on to celebrate launch so it’s fairly easy to earn items + materials from those. i don’t know how easy it’ll be in the future, but one thing i’m really loving is the fact that you can buy wishes (pulls) from the shop using in-game currency that is also (atm) easy to earn.

there’s actually a ton of stuff you can buy using in game currency, though this is slowly revealed to you as you unlock more and more currencies (there’s diamonds, heartsand, stardust, chocolates, oracle dice) and there’s only a few outfits locked away behind actual real life money.

they make it difficult to get sucked in, because chapters are locked behind specific levels. for example, for two days i was stuck waiting to unlock chapter 6, because i was level 41, and you have to be level 42 to unlock it. this is kind of the only gripe i have with the game at the moment, because earning exp to level up can only be done through daily tasks, and you always earn the same amount of exp every day—meaning the higher level you become, the longer you have to wait to reach the required level to unlock the next chapter. i’m hoping they’ll introduce more ways to earn exp soon!

other than that, i love it so much. i love all three love interests, i think the writing is fairly good for an otome game (it isn’t super cheesy or cringe) not only in dialogue but in story and all of the other reading material they provide you with (and it’s a LOT!). i love the world building as well, i think it’s quite well done!!! you learn a lot through diegetic sources, (news articles, notes, anecdotes, etc) which i think is super cool. i think the characters are distinct from one another (especially in their texting styles, which is another thing i found super cool; i love rafayel’s absolute lack of fucking punctuation) and well developed!! all of the material you can unlock with them using memories (the cards you pull for, basically) is super super cute, and there’s a ton of that, too. honestly, in terms of material, it’s a little overwhelming especially at first. but the game unlocks features slowly with you, and the tutorials give you a good grasp on everything!

i don't find the battle system difficult at all, especially if you play through all of the training they have, and it’s actually quite fun!!

honestly, i’d say give it a try before all of those events end and see if it’s something you’d be interested in!! at this current moment, you literally won’t be able to be sucked in after like, your first day playing, because the game will lock you out of the next chapter, like i said. it’s a good time to just feel it out and take it for a test-drive, so to speak!

hopefully this helps you out a lil anon, if you have any other questions feel free to ask! <3 and feel free to let me know what u think if you do give it a try!! and who ur fave guy is!! <3

#yeah i love it #and my friends love it too #so far #i do feel like it's a little difficult to fully judge it so early #but at this point i'm in love with it #anon there's a CLAW MACHINE GAME #the mini games are surprisingly fun actually HAHAHA #there's also a photobooth and a bunch of other little things #just rly cool #i think it's quite polished right at launch too which is awesome #i'm excited to see how the game will grow and progress!#have a great day bb and be safe! <3 #inky.bb #clari gets mail

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hyperfixations-and-hecticness · 2 years

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Hiii I know these are a lot but your hcs are so nice 😢

And you don't have to do all, but I'd like B,K,L,O,T and/or V for Beel <3

Beauty - What’s their favourite physical aspect of their S/O?

- He doesn’t really have a particular favourite part of you off of the top of his head but if he was asked the question it would make him think about what particular aspects of you he does in fact find attractive.

- Once he starts paying that much more attention to every minute detail of you it somehow gets harder for him? But it’d probably come down to two top contenders: where his pact mark sits on you and your smile.

Kiss - What are their favourite kinds of kisses?

- Kisses in between bites. Like that thing where you kiss where the food is on someone’s and lick it off. He will do that with a completely straight face then return to his meal. If you wear lipgloss or flavoured lip balm, he’s definitely kissing you to see if it tastes like anything.

- Generally he could just kiss you for hours on end. Being the Avatar of Gluttony, an oral fixation sort of comes with the job so he could just kiss you for ages and find it really relaxing. They don’t need to be the hot and heavy sort but just long and languid kisses.

Love - Who said I love you first?

- It really depends on you in this case. Some of the guys would wait for you to say it first in fear of rejection but Beel isn’t super concerned with that. He wants you to be honest with him and so he always strives to be honest with you in turn. He’ll say it a few months in, likely after the events of Chapter 16 if he hasn’t already. But if you’re a particularly vocally affectionate person you may beat him to it, in which case he’ll say it back, of course.

- After saying it, though, he’s not particularly verbally affectionate. He more tries to show you through little things. He just kinda assumes you know but if you bring it up he’ll try to say it more often.

Outfit - What clothes do they like seeing you in the most?

- Clothes.

- Poor boy doesn’t have much of a preference. But he does know that it makes him feel all warm and fuzzy when he sees you in his clothes or in something that matches him. On that note, he likes clothes that show off his pact mark with you. I headcanon it as sitting on your stomach, so cropped tops.

- Other than that, he likes seeing you in the kind of things he can tell you feel confident in.

Type - What’s their ideal type?

- I headcanon Beel as demi-sexual, in terms of he needs to feel a strong bond to someone before sexual attraction enters the equation. So he doesn’t really have a physical type. Though ideally for him his partner would eat well, whatever that looks like for them. He wants his SO to be healthy and he knows too well how important food is in that respect.

- Ideally you’d be a good cook and get along well with his family, especially Belphie.

- For him, kindness is a really important trait in his SO. He wants someone who is sweet and soft. Also someone who makes him feel needed. It’s pretty easy to fill that last category considering he genuinely thinks humans have all the survival instincts of really small dogs (you know the ones I’m talking about). But he likes feeling like he can protect you, it makes him feel worthy of you, in an odd way.

AN: Thanks, I’m glad you like it. Uhhh, that’s a few but I tried, please let me know if you like them cause I get worried about that with anon requests. I didn’t do V cause there was a lot of overlap with T, hope that’s okay. Anyway obligatory reminder that requests are open and comments are appreciated. Also would you guys want me to compile these alphabets for each character in one post once I’ve got the full alphabet for a character so it’s easier to navigate?

#obey me x reader #obey me #om! swd #obey me stuff #hyper’s hcs #beelzebub x mc #beel x reader #beelzebub fluff #beelzebub headcanons #beelzebub x you

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New Start GO! - Work: Chapter 5

Location: Shopping Mall Characters: Hajime, Tomoya, Mitsuru & Nazuna

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ< An hour later. Shopping mall, at the menswear company store. >

Hajimie: Whaa, this is my first time entering a menswear store.

It gives off a very calm atmosphere and makes me feel a little nervous.

Mitsuru: Me too! We seem a little outta place~

Tomoya: Ahaha. Even if we were to wear suits for our work, it’ll just be a rented costume.

We usually wear outfits selected by our stylist, so it’s rare for us to come in person to buy them.

I had to wear a suit as part of my role in the Drama Club before, so I thought it was a nice opportunity back then, but do you wear them at university, Nii-chan?

Nazuna: Oh, you’d usually have to wear a suit for your entrance ceremony or other similar events. I bought one when my graduation date was decided.

Well, I only wear it once in a while, so I have a feeling I wore it most during the “shuffle project”.

We’ve gotta get used to the work and become new employees who look good in our suits.

The area manager and store clerks will teach us the work they do here, so let’s take notes and remember what we need to do.

Mitsuru: Come to think of it, what does an area manager even do?

I looked it up on my phone just before, but there were a lotta words I didn’t know, so I didn’t understand, y’know~?

Hajime: The role sounds like something that wouldn’t be connected to customers, so it can be difficult to understand.

If I were to explain it in track and field terms, then I suppose it would be similar to a coach.

The store clerks or the store manager will be the ones who handle the actual trade, but area managers analyse the store and support them from behind the scenes.

Mitsuru: Analyse… Does that mean there’s stuff to analyse in a store?

Tomoya: Seems like it. The area manager is nodding their head too, but apparently, even removing a light from the store can affect sales.

Improving the store’s atmosphere or making it easier to shop as well as training the clerks… It seems there’s a lot that goes behind making a successful store.

Mitsuru: I see… That sounds like a pretty cool job, y’know!

But does that mean we’ll also have to do some analysing?

Hajime: No, it seems the actual analysis is complete, so we just have to tell the people working there and help them improve the store.

Nazuna: There’s our first task from the area manager. It looks like they want us to help out at the store with the clerks first and remember how things are run there.

There aren’t any customers right now so let’s replace the products at the store with the ones listed on this piece of paper.

Mitsuru: Hmm. All I gotta do is put all these products at the back?

Nazuna: Yeah. It seems the season for those products have passed, so it should be fine to put them in the back where customers can’t easily see them.

And there was a customer who just tried on some clothes, so fold them up and put them back.

Hajime: Ah, you can leave that task to me.

Tomoya: Right. You’ve got a lot of experience doing chores at home, so you should be good at that, right, Hajime?

Hajime: Yes. I just have to fold them, right? There we go…♪

Tomoya: Ohh. You finished that so quickly – As expected of you, Hajime~

Hajime: Yes? What’s the matter, store clerk?

If we’re all helping with the store, then we should all learn how to fold them properly…?

It’s the basics of the basics and it’s not as simple as doing the right thing at the right place… you say? You’re right, we should be able to do the bare minimum, shouldn’t we?

Then shall we spread out the shirt from before and fold it together? You can start first, Nii-chan – Please show us how it’s done ♪

Nazuna: M–Me? I’m not as experienced as you, Hajime-chin – I wouldn’t think I’d be any good.

Umm… Like this…?

No, that’s not right. Like this…?

Hmm~ This doesn’t look right, either. I can’t fold it properly like you, Hajime-chin.

I knew it’d turn out this way, but I think you’re the one who’s especially good at this. Tomo-chin, Mitsuru-chin, let’s practise so we can get bette–

…Wait, what?

Tomoya: Ahaha… Sorry, it looks like I did it too. Maybe it’s because I realised I could learn a thing or two from Hajime, so I decided to help out with the chores at home.

Nazuna: Hmm, so you’re pretty good at this too, huh, Tomo-chin… Don’t tell me you’re the same, Mitsuru-chin…?

Mitsuru: I guess mine turned out like this? It’s not super nice and looks kinda weird~

Nazuna: That’s not true. I can’t do it well either, so it looks a bit messy. Let’s do our best to improve, okay? ♪

Mitsuru: Okay! I’m gonna learn how to fold clothing properly!

Hajime: Hehe. Nii-chan is usually the one leading us all, but things are the exact opposite this time, huh.

Our talents are usually something we’re not conscious of, so maybe that’s why they’re hidden in all sorts of places.

Maybe in another future I might have decided to find a general job quickly instead of becoming an idol…

Tomoya: Hajime…?

Hajime: Oh, it’s nothing. Just talking about what-ifs. Hehe, you’re such a worry-wart, Tomoya-kun.

All right, shall we follow the area manager’s instructions and move onto the next task?

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comfy-lavender · 1 year

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Request Guidelines

Make sure you have read my DNI before requesting something and that you are not in the DNI

I can/will deny any requests that I’m not comfortable with

General

**Feel free to dm me if you’re wondering how your request is going!

I normally do requests in the order that they’re sent in

Things I am not doing requests for:

Real life people

Requests that have diapers/undergarments

Spiders - I'm terrified of spiders

Anything from horror games/movies/shows - ex: fnaf | I get scared really easily, so I haven't seen or played anything horror. I also don't want to search up images of those things.

Examples of things that I am doing requests for:

Colors

Animals (except for spiders)

Aesthetics - ex: cottagecore, goth, academia, etc.

Characters/shows - ex: bluey, hello kitty, elmo, etc.

themes ex: space, mushrooms, ocean, etc.

Other stuff too! Don't let my list limit your creativity!

Outfits

All of the stuff above applies here

It'd be super helpful and appreciated if you guys could specify a style preference (fem, masc, either, etc.) and/or include an age (baby, toddler, kid). It really helps me out when I'm picking out stuff for the outfit. You guys don't have to if you're not comfy or aren't really sure, but it is greatly appreciated :)

You can also request for types of clothing too - ex: loose, comfy, soft, fluffy, etc.

** somehow my go to shoes have become converse in all my outfits. If you don’t want converse please let me know what you’d like instead **

Mood/Stim boards

Once again all the stuff above applies here

Some characters are going to be a bit harder to come up with a board for, so please keep that in mind when I put these together. I'll try my hardest, but I can't guarantee certain things with niche characters.

#request guidelines #guidelines

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I am Become Barbie, Destroyer of Worlds

“Barbie: The Movie” comes out this month, and it’s looking like it’ll be a smash success, in addition to a really good movie! As you know if you’ve been following this blog, I’m pumped for this movie and have been counting down the days until it comes out. I’ve also been doing a series of reviews of current “Barbie” toys, which we’ll be wrapping up this week with an absolutely wonderful gift from my absolutely wonderful wife, “Barbie: The Movie Barbie!” Let’s see how the star of the show came out and if she’s a worthwhile edition to your Barbie collection.

Now, before we get started, I just wanna say one thing: last week when we looked at Ken, I said that because I had zero success finding the “Barbie: The Movie” dolls anywhere except online stores, it looked like the movie line was an online only exclusive. So of course, the very next day, I went to my local Target and found the movie dolls. The universe delights in kicking me sometimes.

The “Barbie: The Movie” toyline is the toyline released for the movie and is now available at mass retail. If you missed last week’s review, here’s a quick recap: the toyline is, obviously, centered around the upcoming movie, with dolls based off the cast, as well as vehicles and playsets. The dolls have a higher level of articulation, more accessories, and a bigger price tag than the standard dolls.

From what we’ve seen in the trailers, Barbie the character, played by beloved actress Margot Robbie, seems like an optimistic, friendly, cheerful go-getter with a wide circle of friends and a heart of gold. So basically my exact opposite in every way. When things begin changing in her world, Barbie sets off on a journey to the real world, accompanied by Ryan Gosling’s Ken, to get to the bottom of things. Other than that basic synopsis, I can’t say anything else about the character. The movie isn’t out yet. This is all I got.

This doll looks great. She has a very classic look to her, right down to the arched feet and the hairstyle, and is pretty much exactly what you’d want in this doll. She does a great job conveying Margot Robbie’s likeness without going into the Uncanny Valley, which is nice because you don’t want Barbie to scare children usually. Save that for the doll scene in “Small Soldiers.”

I absolutely adore Barbie’s outfit. She comes wearing a pink and white plaid dress, pink heels and a matching hair bow, and flower earrings, a necklace, and a bracelet, which all comes together to make a bright, cherry doll whose accessories scream “let’s enjoy a beautiful day.” It’s a really great outfit and I feel it does a terrific job conveying who this character is. Interestingly, this doll also comes with actual underpants, which is noteworthy because most Barbies and Kens just have sculpted underpants. I feel like it’s a nice touch and a good way to confirm that no, Barbie is not going commando.

Life in plastic, it’s fantastic!

In terms of articulation, Barbie has it going on! She’s covered in joints, which means she’s here to strike a pose atop the crushed bodies of rival dolls who thought they could stand against her. I’m really happy with all the joints she has, and I feel like kids will also like them.

Barbie, seen here after ruthlessly slaughtering Jem and the Holograms.

Now, of course, I do have a few complaints. After all, nothing in life is perfect except for those special moments with the people we care for, when we’re truly connected and at ease, and even those moments are far too fleeting in the cruel passage of time. My first issue is the issue I usually have with Barbies: she can’t stand on her own. I know that’s always been a thing, but it still bugs me a little. Since this is a doll aimed at collectors, you might wanna make sure you buy a doll stand when you get her. My second complaint is with her heels. They’re pretty loose on her feet, which makes them really easy to lose. Considering how part of the point of Barbie is changing her outfits, the fact that doing so means you’re a ton more likely to lose a shoe really feels like a problem to me. Other than those two things, though, this doll’s really great.

She took the other shoe off so she could kick the Bratz’ asses without damaging her heels.

“Barbie: The Movie Barbie” is currently available at mass retail for about $25. While she’s specifically aimed at collectors, her box says she’s for ages 3+, which, considering how she has the small earrings, bracelet, and easy to lose shoes, feels a little young. Make sure the person you give her to isn’t still in the “let’s put this up my nose” stage, so you can avoid any uncertainties. And now, our moment of truth: would I recommend this toy? You bet your ass I would! This is a great Barbie! She looks great, she has a lot of articulation, her outfit’s cute as hell, and her accessories are on point! I would absolutely recommend this Barbie for your collection! “Barbie: The Movie” comes out this month, and I can’t wait to see it, but for now, this concludes our look at Barbie. Next time, we’ll be looking at a few different toys with no unifying theme before our next series of theme reviews, so that’ll be fun. Until then, this is JS signing off and wishing you Happy Toy Hunting!

#barbie #barbie the movie #barbie doll #doll #dolls #margot robbie #toy #toys #toy review #reviews

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thefreakishmuffin · 2 years

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Rating Hunter’s outfits (so far) from TOH

Did this once going over the different outfits of Jareth from Labyrinth and I’m gonna be doing so for Hunter because... Why not??

The Golden Guard (8/10)

His first outfit honestly looks really good. I like the design, the colors, the staff, the mask, and especially that one piece of shoulder armor. It gives it a bit of an asymmetrical look and I’m kinda digging it. Not much else to say. It just looks pretty good.

Gender Envy (7/10)

It’s a pretty good design and one of the big reasons I’m ranking it so high is because this is when we first get to see his awesome hairstyle and I am loving the blue and gold color scheme/contrast! Not to mention complimented by the red eyes? *chefs kiss* This triadic color scheme is bomb. the reason it’s only at a seven though? That vest looks way too uncomfortable to me.

A ‘Bad but sad boy’ (3/10)

Let’s be honest with ourselves here. This bland, boring outfit isn’t doing our boy any favors. He looks fine here, but certainly not like the golden boy he is. Even Flapjack can’t seem to believe the fashion disaster he’s seeing. With all the gray and black it looks like he’s dressed for a funeral... Oh wait...

What a child solider right here... (9/10)

This is just another version of his Golden Guard uniform that is also missing the cape. He looks really good with the tunic just slightly more fitted and with the dark black pants and alternate collar to his shirt. He looks very princely here. And not the ‘I’m gonna sit in a castle all day’ kinda of princely, but a, ‘I am going to go out and fight a battle’ kind of princely. You go king! Or prince, I guess.

Feels like a full on Hexside AU here ngl (5/10)

The outfit is a very standard Hexside uniform, but that doesn’t mean it looks bad. It looks very much like a few of the AUs I’ve seen out there where Hunter is a Hexside student. Won’t lie, as someone who can’t use magic naturally, the potion track would suit him quite well.

A fun episode for Hunter before he is irreversibly traumatized for life by Hollow Mind (6/10)

JUST LET HIM HAVE FUN DANGIT LET HIM HAVE THIS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But aside from that, he looks okay. But that smile he’s wearing makes it all the more wonderful.

Homeless Hunter (1/10)

I know he’s wearing this outfit because he’s hiding out at the school to escape Belos but... LOOK AT HOW THEY HAVE MASSACRED OUR BOY!!!!!!!!! Even Gus is judging him here!!!!!!!

Rebel Hunter (10/10)

What can I say about this outfit that hasn’t been said already? He looks amazing! He straight up looks like someone right out of the pages of an young adult adventure/fantasy story you’d find in your local library, and he is rocking it. And I won’t lie, I am a sucker for boots and the sideways belt with a little bag on the side. He looks like an anti-hero getting ready to take on evil and kick his uncle in the face!!

Grom AU Brown Suit (0/10) and Black Suit (11/10)

(Art by Dana Terrace)

Alright, I won’t even comment on the brown suit because that’ll take me all day. But the black suit? PERFECTION INCARNATE!!!! Our boy is slaying in those threads and I sincerely want another dance episode where we finally get to see him rocking this outfit in animation.

Let me know if I should do this for other characters!

#toh #the owl house #toh hunter #the owl house hunter #I felt a post like this was needed #so here we go #toh flapjack #the owl house flapjack #hunter #toh gus #gus porter #the owl house gus

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Host: Hi guys! Welcome back to my channel! It’s 2023 and for the past few years, we have lived with the COVID-19 pandemic. We couldn’t help but reminisce about our childhood when our lives were easy and simple. Today, I’m joined by a friend to look back on our childhood nostalgia!

Friend: Hi everyone! I’m excited to be a part of today’s video! My friend and I will be showing a couple of things that will dig up some old memories. Try not to become sentimental hahaha.

Host: Oh, I'm sure you'll get emotional. Maybe I will too.

Friend: I bet you’ll even tear up a bit.

Host: I won’t! So, without further ado, let’s get started!

Host: When we were kids, we loved toys! Didn’t you? We have toys that we pay more attention to, than others. Mine were Bratz and Barbie dolls. There were different kinds that came in different looks and outfits.

Each day was another day, another slay for these dolls. We also did roleplay one way or another, right? Perhaps with dollhouses or toy kitchens? I bet you wanted a mini kitchen with a sink or a toy cash register that made beeping noises! They went perfectly with some props we found lying around. One example was our use of baby powder and leaves or flower petals that we would cut into pieces to look like food. As for me, I would go to Youtube and follow a tutorial on how to make my miniature props. It was so much fun!

Friend: So that’s where you got your creativity.

Host: You’re absolutely right! You know me too well.

Friend: Of course, I do! On the other hand, action figures like Transformers, Gundam, and superheroes like Spiderman and Hulk, were my thing! Almost every character had a mini version of themselves as action figures. I think action figures are so popular because they allow us to picture ourselves as our favorite characters while we play.

Host: I remember the way you’d beg me to play Hulk and you as Spiderman.

Friend: And I would always beat you hahaha.

Host: You’d always beat me because I didn’t know a thing about superheroes, neither was I interested in them! Anyway, some toys were made for battle like Bakugan and Beyblade. You can buy arenas to play them on, but most kids would just play them on the ground.

Friend: I envy those kids who had arenas. They got to feel the whole experience! Playing them on the ground was still a lot of fun, but the Beyblades didn’t always collide! It also took ages to find it if you didn’t see where it went. To this day, I wish I had an arena.

Host: Awww, poor you! Bawi nalang next life hehehe.

Friend: Please don’t make fun of my childhood hardships… :(

Host: :o

Friend: I’m just kidding! Anyway, last but not the least, the toys that challenged our creativity as kids like Play-Doh, erasable doodle boards, and Lego bricks.

Host: The possibilities are endless with these types of toys! Did you have that set where you can make different foods out of Play-Doh? Or maybe those Lego kits where you can build different types of structures?

Friend: Oh, I remember that I used to have a Lego kit for creating a gas station! However, I was unable to finish it because I lost some of the parts…

Host: This is why, my dear viewers, you should always be organized with your things! Moving on…

Host: Games were a huge part of our childhood. There were video, outdoor, and board games. Let’s first start with video games. Back then, there were several game websites on the internet like Y8.com and Friv.com. I know you were also on these websites all day! They provided us with numerous games that we sometimes play on our own or with friends in multiplayer mode. Papa’s Burgeria, Fireboy and Watergirl, Bartender: The Right Mix, and Cooking Mama, were some games that I bet you played too. If you know, you know.

Friend: I remember those games! And how you didn’t want to play with me. :(

Host: Well, I had homework to do, ever heard of that?

Friend: Haha, very funny.

Host: Anyhow, if we didn’t have internet, we would play games on the Game Boy, PlayStation Portable or PSP, and many more consoles. We would beg our parents to buy us disks of the games we were interested in.

Friend: Oh, the lengths we’d go to just to get them to buy us the stuff we want! I was willing to do anything— even the chores that weren’t mine, just for that Pokemon disk.

Host: I know right??? And some games we played on Game Boy including what you just mentioned, Pokemon and Super Mario. While Tekken and The Sims can be played on the PSP.

Friend: But if we couldn’t play on the computer or the video game consoles, we'd instead play on our family tablet, iPad, or even our parents' phone. Some of my favorite games here were Plants vs. Zombies, Angry Birds, Temple Run, Fruit Ninja, and Flappy Bird! I was so addicted to these games that my parents had to hide the gadgets from me!

Host: And that’s a perfect example of why you shouldn’t play too many games, kids! But when we get tired of the screen or we get frustrated because we keep losing our games, we would go and play outdoor games instead. Some of the most popular ones were hopscotch, tag, and hide-and-seek. I remember that time we played tag and someone pushed you a little too hard. You cried like a baby!

Friend: Of course, I cried! It hurt so much! Maybe 10 times more than the time I had to get my flu shots!

Host: Just admit that you’re a crybaby.

Friend: No, I’m not! Anyway, as Filipino kids, we also enjoyed traditional games like Luksong baka, Ice ice water, and Chinese garter. We used to play these with our neighbors or with our classmates during break or after school. Hey, remember that time you tripped on a rock while playing Ice Ice Water? You should’ve seen your face! I swear, it was the same face you made when you found out that Taylor Swift and Harry Styles broke up!

Host: Maybe it was because you were the first person I saw after tripping. You were so ugly, I almost wanted to cry hahaha! Crazy to think I still carry the scars I got from all those games!

Friend: I think our scars are a great reminder of our childhoods. It brought back memories of the time we had spent as kids playing with our friends! As long as we were having fun while playing, it didn't matter whether we got hurt. Despite the amount of times we cried, at the end of the day each scar was just a happy little accident!

Host: I 100% agree with you! And regardless, if we’re not in the mood to play the games that we mentioned, we would play board games. Some popular 2000s board games were Monopoly, Jenga, Snakes and Ladders, and Dominoes. I would always beat my friend in these games. I guess I’m the brainier of the two of us!

Friend: Hey, that’s not true. To all the viewers out there, please do not believe what this person is saying. Let’s just move on to the next…

Friend: Our last nostalgia for today is cartoons. Back when we were kids, we would start our day by watching cartoons, and we would even end the day the same way. If you had TV cables like Sky or Cignal, there were specific channels just for cartoons.

Host: If you didn’t have cable, you would just watch what was being shown on your TV channels, even though some were dubbed.

Friend: The only downside of watching cartoons on TV channels is you have to wait for the cartoon show to come up! Some are on the TV only in the morning or every other day. Unlike in TV cables, channels like Cartoon Network, Disney, and Nickelodeon show cartoons almost 24/7!

Host: So true! Also, I don't know if it was just me but as a kid, I didn’t pay much attention to the dialogue in cartoons, I didn’t even take the time to understand what the characters were saying. Were you also like that?

Friend: I knew I wasn’t the only one!

Host: Right??? Still, just watching it somehow gave us an idea of the story or what it is about. As long as we found the animation satisfying and the cartoon funny or cool, it was an instant favorite. Some of my favorites were The Powerpuff Girls, Courage the Cowardly Dog, The Fairly OddParents, and The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy.

Friend: My personal favorites were Looney Tunes, Jimmy Neutron, and Chowder. I really enjoyed it when classes would get canceled and I would spend the rest of my day watching cartoons. I was living the life!

Host: We were living life!

Friend: And we still are!

Host: These were just some of the things from our childhood that I hope will remind us of our innocent and carefree days. Reflecting on our memories is a good thing, but doing so with a friend is much better. We shared moments of laughter, craziness, and tears, as well as giving and receiving support from them. What's stopping us from doing the same with them now if we've done it before?

Friend: When we are feeling down, it is always helpful to reflect on our memories. It brings us comfort and motivates us to be kind to ourselves, that we once had this beautiful innocence. It can help us achieve the dreams we once thought were impossible to reach, no matter how silly they may be.

Host: So that’s it for today’s video! If you like this video, you can give it a like and then comment down below your childhood nostalgia.

Friend: If you want more videos like this, don’t forget to click the subscribe button down below and the notification bell so you would get notified every time my friend posts a new video.

Host and friend: Thank you so much!

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