#I was very excited to finish this one since it was fun to make haha ♫

[spockandawe]

Here we go! I have some smaller books to share as well, but I've been absolutely VIBRATING with excitement to share a BIG one, and I'm going to indulge myself and post that today, then figure out words for the rest. Because I bound a new cnovel. Check it out, guys, I bound jwqs/clear and muddy loss of love :D

Let me indulge myself and backtrack a little! First, these are quarto books, so they're short. But I think these average a little under 500 pages each, and jwqs is a LONG book (my beloved), and this adds up to a total eleven inches of lesbians. More like twelve once they're in their cases. It's over a million characters in Chinese and I think the English translation comes in somewhere around 890k, it's HUGE

Making these books was SO FUN, I hadn't read jwqs and still haven't, and will probably read on my phone when I do. I don't have any exciting photos of the typesetting, but I knew this was an imperial succession story, and that made me nervous, those stories don't always click for me. Well, the process of typesetting and adding footnotes for this beast definitely confirmed that I'm going to have a good time with this thing when I have the time to read it, but there was also so much going on that only the vaguest of spoilers sank in. I went into an absolute FRENZY of typesetting, and after I printed, cut and folded it, well. That was one afternoon of sewing. You're looking at the reason I'm scrambling to make up a few hours of missed work, hahaha

After that, I needed cases. At the very beginning of march, I received a shipment of some FASCINATING bookcloth. It's called Duo, and it's made by layering a thin gauzy fabric of one color over paper of a different color. Depending on the combos, you get a really cool range of color-shifting effects. And they've gone out of production! But I was part of a group order to get some of the goods, and hadn't yet finished a new project. Reader, I went for it.

That purple and green is bananas!!!! It's so hard to photograph, this midnight picture of a few cases is one of my most successful attempts to capture the full range up close. Originally I'd been thinking of trying to evoke imperial gold, but I figured this was still the kind of drama and luxury suited the book, and also something something the hidden colors suited Qi Yan's character. I tied it back a little to the imperial gold with the endpapers, then titled them in silver foil, since the endpapers had silver in them.

But once the books were made, I felt like it wanted something... more. Something like a BOX!

And me, I chase novelty. A set this large would be tricky for anything clamshell, but a slipcase for all seven would leave books tipping all over if it was wide open, but putting walls between slots would be demanding in terms of precision and would risk similarly-sized books getting stuck in the wrong slots. Then I remembered learning about slipcases where you could put in a little insert to support the weight of the text block, and the concept SNAPPED into place.

Colors aren't going to photograph well at midnight, but I made the supports using the scraps and off-cuts from my endpapers, to tie it back into the bindings. The back of the case is lined in more of the duo, and the walls are lined with a faux leather bookcloth I like a lot, it feels buttery smooth and seemed like a good neutral material to tie the papers and bookcloth together. I listened to some of the DEEPEST layers from the nine-hour conspiracy theory iceberg video while I was working on this, haha, it was a TRIP.

And in the end, each of the supports is sized to comfortably sit in the smallest of the volumes, and evenly spaced, so I believe it will take the books in any order with no problems. It's easy to grab the books without having to cut notches into the walls to grab them from. And even though weight is less of an issue for quarto sizing, the books in here have their weight supported no matter what angle the box is at! I'm so, so pleased with how this concept worked out and definitely plan to do more with it in the future.

So there we are! Jing Wei Qing Shang! I had such a fabulous time with this project, and I'm so excited to get to share it with all of you. The story was fun to work with, the bindings and box were fun to make, and everything here came together just as well as I could possibly have hoped. I'm so proud of this, and incredibly, incredibly excited to show it to you!

#crafts #bookbinding #box making #oh boy what is this story tagged #jwqs #jing wei qing shang #clear and muddy loss of love #I'll pick one to stick with later 😂 #long post/ #so proud of this one!

[phantomrose96]

Welcome to Renting in a Big City!!! Come with me! Let me walk you through your options!

First I cannot recommend enough one of these new-construction luxury apartment complexes! The amenities are killer and the maintenance is lightning-fast. Your apartment? This rectangular box with three interior walls. We don't like the term "studio" as much as "open concept." It's 400 sqft and the rent will increase 12% year over year (or maybe 30% 😉) once we start attracting all the rich people we want, and also if you attempt to move out at any moment that's not the exact end of your lease (with 60 days notice to not renew) then we'll charge you a 2-months-rent lease breaking fee.

Okay not your style? Don't worry we've got plenty of options in cozy residential areas within the city! Like this apartment! The building was built 150 years ago and the landlord is an 80 year old man who lives 7 states away and insists you mail him your rent every month since technology scares him. Need something fixed? No worries your landlord has great connections to a guy who knows a guy who has a son who's held a hammer once. He's very busy though so please give him 2 or 3 months to respond to anything. The ants were here first and they have squatters rights now so no you can't call maintenance about that.

Oh sorry I wasn't listening--both of those options are 2.5x your budget? No worries no worries I've got plenty of stuff in your price range. THIS beautiful place is only 40 minutes outside the city (2.5 hours in traffic, which is always). It's a modern-concept renovated shed and your neighborhood is the sad industrial remains of concrete and shattered dreams. The broker's fee for this is 5x rent. The construction outside your bedroom window has been going for 5 years, but it MIGHT be finished tomorrow? That's what we told the guy 5 years ago. (We do already have 7 applications for this place, so please decide quickly.)

Okay okay okay, I see the look on your face, not your style. You're a roommate kinda guy, yeah? Of course you are. Everyone is! (Not by choice.) Plenty of opportunities on Facebook and Craigslist to fill in a roommate slot! Just keep clear of rookie mistakes and you'll be golden. Rookie mistake #1: falling for a malicious scam which will take first last and security from you before vanishing into the night. Easy mistake. The best way to avoid it is to don't do it. Stay suspicious of any place pressuring you to make a decision quickly, which is all of them, including the legit places! Rookie mistake #2: signing in to the most batshit abusive and unstable roommate situation you've seen in your life, which the guy you're taking the lease over from was selling his soul to escape. You'll be WISHING you had the ant roommates then haha. We have fun here.

Man you're not looking excited :( that's bumming me out. Okay okay, something a little outside the box? You can get a room for SUPER cheap in this mansion right at the heart of the city, you just kinda need to join the cult that's living there. You can--oh wait what? Oh man, turns out the cult is selling the building :( yeah sounds like they're on hard financial times because they're the cult Shinzo Abe was assassinated over :( real sad. We DO still have a cool Mormon co-op if you--

#fun fact the last paragraph is 100% true #chrissy speaks

[starrylothcat]

Sparks

Hunter x Fem!Jedi Reader One-Shot

Summary: You and Hunter realize your long-hidden feelings for one another. Warnings: Wee bit of angst, kissing/making out, slight suggestiveness. This is my first fic! Excuse any formatting or grammatical errors...I haven't stretched my writing fingers in a long time. I also have no idea how Tumblr formatting works, haha. I needed some fluff after that finale. This one got away from me...3,000 words. Please leave your thoughts and enjoy!

@wanderer-six tagged as requested! :)

The bonfire was now huge, burning fast and bright, much to Wrecker and Omega’s delight. Sparks flew in to the clear night air, illuminating the figures sitting around it. 

Clone Force 99 and you had just finished a tiring mission and were taking the night to decompress on a desolate, forested planet. The bonfire was actually your idea, a memory you had stored deep in your subconscious from when you were a very young Jedi Padawan. After a tough training or difficult mission, your Master would often start a fire while you meditated and reflected. The heat and cackling from the flames helped calm you, oddly enough. It was something that you continued to do, even as a Jedi General during the war. It was something that burned bright in the darkness. Something that you were all now desperate for in this new Imperial galaxy.  

You didn’t speak much of your past as a Jedi at first. It was too painful, too fresh. But as you spent more time with Clone Force 99, you became more comfortable sharing small snippets on occasion, much to the excitement of Omega who hung on to every word. Echo would also sometimes add his own stories from his old squad, which would then inspire Wrecker to tell stories (sometimes embellished ones) of their missions, reminiscing on battles won. It was nice to connect again, to have those who understood you, as you were now all outcasts. Chewed up by the war and tossed to the side, now struggling to find your place in the galaxy.

Somewhat recently after Order 66, they rescued you from bounty hunters who had suspicions you were a Jedi. You tried to keep it a secret, but Hunter found you out with his heightened senses. You warily came clean to them, telling them the truth. 

You were only supposed to stay with them for a short time, only until you found a new place to hide. Hunter was wary with having a Jedi on board, especially since they already had a target on their back. But a short time turned longer. You were helpful on missions and were careful to never expose yourself as a Jedi. Omega became particularly attached to you, and Hunter saw how much Omega was benefiting from a woman on board. You also became close with them, especially Hunter. You both connected over the baggage of being a leader, and what it meant to fail as one as well. Other feelings began to blossom, that neither you or Hunter knew how to act on, or even if you should. You found yourself talking to him late in to the night, discussing next mission plans or plans from the past. But you both always left those conversations wishing you had said more. 

Tech had just carefully landed the ship on the empty, forested planet in the only clearing he could find. It was Hunter's idea to do inventory, seeing when you would need to do a supply run next. You casually mentioned the bonfire memory as you were all rummaging through gear and supplies, as this planet reminded you of that distant memory.

Omega’s eyes widened and asked, “Can we do that tonight? That sounds fun!” while looking excitedly between you and Hunter, who was sitting down and cleaning his knife. He chuckled, a low chuckle that made butterflies swirl in your stomach. Something you’ve realized has been happening more often. But you pushed that thought aside, for now. 

“Sure, kid. This planet is empty enough. I don’t think it will attract too much attention.” Tech adjusted his goggles and looked up from his datapad. “I do not see any settlements on this planet. There is no current need for worry.” He said before becoming absorbed once more in his research.

Wrecker, with much glee, shot up from begrudgingly organizing his gear, and announced, “Fire, I like this idea! This is boring anyway. Let’s take a break and go gather some wood!” He turned to look at Hunter for approval, who shrugged and nodded. “Omega, let’s go!” Wrecker hurriedly threw the rest of his unorganized gear on his bunk. Omega grinned, also happy to get away from inventory, and began after Wrecker down the ramp of the Marauder. She stopped at the top of the ramp and looked back. “Thank you!” She beamed at both you and Hunter, and skittered after Wrecker. 

Hunter had put his knife away and was now leaning against a wall with his arms crossed, gazing at you. You felt your heart beat quicken when you matched his stare.  “You’ve done it now.” He teased as he watched Wrecker and Omega run toward the tree line. You shrugged with a small smile as you stood up from putting the last piece of equipment back in your gear pack. “Well, I have to admit, I need a break too. Let’s just hope they don’t burn the whole planet down.”

Hunter released a low chuckle again and you felt heat rise up your neck. “With Wrecker involved, I’m not too sure.” Echo quipped from the pilot seat, where he was researching where they could get supplies before the next mission. “Given the current wind speeds and our distance from the trees, it would be difficult to start a blaze that big.” Tech called from under a piece of machinery he was now working on. “But I have to agree with Echo. With Wrecker involved, statistically the odds are higher.”

You gave a small laugh, which made Hunter’s heart involuntarily quicken. It was your laugh that he often thought of deep in the night, when he was having trouble sleeping. The way your shoulders moved when you chuckled, the way your eyes glinted when you smiled. How sometimes he’d find himself almost getting out of his bunk to wake you up and take you in his arms, telling you how he feels as his lips meet yours….

A sudden crash snapped him out of his thoughts, setting his senses haywire. You heard the sound too, and you looked at each other and ran down the ramp to see what the commotion was, hands on your blasters. Hunter breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wrecker standing with Omega at the tree line, who were both excitedly picking up branches from a dead tree Wrecker had just knocked over. Hunter ran a hand through his hair. He couldn’t help but always be on high alert, especially with Omega. He could see relief in your eyes as well, once you realized it was nothing to be concerned about. You lightly touched his arm, asking “You okay?” “Yeah…” he breathed. “I’m not used to…calm.” You nodded, understanding.

“I guess we better enjoy it while it lasts.”

Your lips ghosted a smile, realizing you were still touching Hunter’s arm. You moved your hand, suddenly embarrassed. Hunter opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by Echo coming down the ramp to see what the commotion was. He also needed a break, and was interested in this fire idea. “Yeah, you’ve really done it now, _____.” Echo teased as you all looked at the growing pile of logs and branches that Omega and Wrecker had collected. “Hey, don’t just stand there, come and help us!” Wrecker called as he balanced more giant branches in his arms. You gave Hunter a look and continued down the ramp to help.

The sun was getting low, and Wrecker was adding the last log to a massive pile he and Omega collected. You were collecting small sticks and brush for kindling. Wrecker put down the last one, wiping sweat from his face. “Phew! Do you think this is enough?” He huffed. “If you are trying to light a fire big enough for the entire Galaxy to see, then yes.” Tech said casually as he came down the ship’s ramp, also now having his interest piqued. “Oh, it’ll be a massive fire, I can’t wait!” Wrecker exclaimed as he winked at Omega. 

“So now what? I’ve never made a fire before. Hunter, can you teach me?” Omega asked, looking up at Hunter with large, pleading eyes. Hunter looked at her softly. “Yeah, sure kid.” He glanced at you and then put his hand on Omega’s shoulder, leading her toward the log pile. 

As Hunter and Omega began to make a space for the fire, you and Echo were maneuvering some of the bigger logs for everyone to have a seat once the fire was going. Since this planet was desolate, you used the Force to move some of the larger logs. Hunter noticed out of the corner of his eye, always secretly impressed with your graceful power. It was rare when you used it, and it captivated him. 

“What’s next Hunter? Hunter?” Hunter snapped out of his thoughts and Omega was looking at him, curiously. “You were staring again.” She said quietly. “I don’t know what you mean, Omega.” He lightly scolded, trying to change the subject.

She gave a small smirk. “You sometimes stare at _____.” Hunter cleared his throat. “And I see her stare at you sometimes, too.” She said matter-of-factly, looking back at the pile of kindling they had placed for the eventual fire. “I think she likes you.” Before he could respond, you had suddenly appeared behind them. “How’s it going?” You asked. Hunter bristled, hoping you hadn’t just heard their conversation, not even realizing you were approaching. “It’s uh…going well. I’m just about to teach Omega how to actually light the fire.” 

“I have something embarrassing to admit.” You said sheepishly. “I actually don’t know how to start a fire, either. My Master just always used his lightsaber.” You laughed and Omega smiled. 

“Mind if I watch?” You sat down next to Hunter, eager to learn as much as Omega was. Or maybe you were just eager to be close to Hunter. His senses were suddenly overwhelmed with your scent, another thing he was noticing lately. His stomach felt like it was on fire. Get a grip, Hunter. he thought. He snapped himself out of thinking about you once again, and continued with his lesson. “Im going to start with the hard way first. Say you’re stranded without gear. This is important to learn.” He took a small stick to use as a spindle and a small flat piece of wood. “This takes awhile and is a pain, but this is the most basic way to start a spark.” He began to spin the spindle between his hands quickly in to a divot he had made on the flat piece of wood on the ground, held steady by his foot. Omega watched intensely, soaking up every word and action. You saw a small gleam of sweat form at his brow, and watched the concentration in his eyes. Your heart fluttered again, suddenly imagining his sweaty brow and intense look above you in a moment of passion. The smell of smoke brought you back to reality, before your imagination went further. Hunter had made a small ember that was smoking. He carefully moved it to the kindling and gently blew on it to start a small flame.

“Woaaah, let me try!” Omega gasped excitedly and went to work the same way Hunter did on a new piece of flat wood. You watched as he patiently moved her hands to the correct position, gently correcting her when appropriate. For a dark and broody Sergeant, you recognized his moments of softness. Moments that he also sometimes shared with you, which you knew were special, especially coming from someone as guarded as him.

After trial and error, and some frustration, Omega finally got her own spark. “I did it!” She yelled. Hunter smiled.

“Good work, kid. You might just be a natural. Now, carefully put it in the kindling.”

She gently moved it to the already growing flame and looked at Hunter for approval. “There you go, you did it. That was all you.” Omega beamed and said  “Now it’s _____’s turn.” She jumped up and brushed dust and dirt off her knees, and began to walk away. “Wait, where are you going?” Hunter asked. Omega turned and called,  “I want to tell the others the fire is almost ready!” She gave Hunter a look and ran back to the Marauder where the rest of the boys had gone to rest, before Hunter and you could respond. 

It was suddenly quiet, only the gentle crackling of the small fire was to be heard. 

“I guess it’s my turn to try, huh?” You said softly, realizing it was just you and Hunter for a moment. The sun was almost set, and the small fire was casting a soft glow on the both of you. “You don’t have to-“ he began but you stopped him.

“No, I want to! What good am I to the team if I can’t even start a fire? I need to impress my Sergeant." You smirked playfully. "Also, I can’t let a kid get the best of me.” You teased as you began to spin the stick between your hands.

“You bring other skills to the team, you don’t have to worry about fire making.” He stated. “Leave that to Omega and I.” He smiled, looking at you. “Also, you don’t need to impress me. You already do that.” Suddenly, you felt shy. Hunter glanced away from you, embarrassed about what he just said, wrestling with his feelings, wondering if he had said too much. 

“Thank you, Hunter. I don’t think I’ve ever expressed how grateful I am to you, and to your brothers, for taking me in.” Hunter looked at you. “You don’t need to thank me. But I’m glad you’re here. Part of this team.” He murmured, turning away from you and looking at the fire. “Me too.” You acted before you could think, gently placing your hand on his shoulder, closing the distance between you, forgetting all about the fire lesson. Hunter stiffened a little while facing you, feeling your hand on his unarmored shoulder. The touch he often thought about late in to the night. The touch he wondered if he’d ever feel. If he even deserved it. 

Once again, you felt heat climb up your neck to your face and you began to remove your hand, but before you could, Hunter brought his other hand and placed it on top of yours. Your feelings for Hunter exploded in your chest, realizing how handsome he looked in the soft light, his brown eyes shining in the dark, wondering what you should do next as you felt the heat from his hand encapsulate yours. You were taught no attachments, but that had no meaning anymore. Was this just desperation for something that used to be taboo? You tried to read his face, as he gazed intensely at you. Hunter moved closer to you, “____...I want to tell you something…”

Your intimate moment was suddenly cut short by voices as Wrecker, Tech, Omega, and Echo emerged from the falling darkness toward you. Your hand left Hunter’s shoulder and you practically leapt away from him, startled by the intrusion. You caught a small look of disappointment on his face. “Aww yeah, it’s fire time!” Wrecker bellowed as he held a huge armful of sticks and logs. “Let’s get this going!” You were still sitting near Hunter, and Echo gave you and Hunter a sly look as he sat down on a log near the still small fire, carrying ration bars. You were suddenly distracted by the giant roar as the fire grew due to Wrecker and Omega gleefully adding more and more wood to the fire, blissfully unaware they interrupted…something. Tech tried to explain the optimal way to place logs to get the most efficient fire, but his remarks were ignored and Omega and Wrecked piled more in to the blaze, and he soon gave up.

The heat blazed and sparks flew in to the air, the wood cracking and popping. The fire was massive, and Omega had never seen anything like it and was in awe. You saw Hunter out of the corner of your eye as he stared in to the flames, his face unreadable. You all enjoyed the light and intense warmth the large blaze gave, sitting in silence for a bit. You desperately wanted to be alone with Hunter again, as you listened to Wrecker tell another taller than life tale, with an annoyed Tech trying to interject the facts. Your memory was brought back to you and your Master, quietly enjoying the fire and reflecting on your day’s mission. After Wrecker finished his story, Omega turned to you, waiting for another glimpse in to your past. She understood it was hard for you to talk about, but was hopeful to hear something from before the Galaxy she currently knew. “Omega,” Hunter warned. “____ might not want to discuss it.” He gave you a soft look. The look almost melted your heart. You wanted to desperately take his face in your hands and continue what had started before. 

“It’s okay, Hunter. I have a story.”

You told Omega of your first solo mission as a Jedi Knight. You had  infiltrated a pirate base. It wasn’t too exciting, but to Omega it was the most amazing story she’d ever heard. Echo passed out the ration bars as you told your story. After you were done, you nibbled on your bar as you stared in to the flames. There was a comfortable silence as everyone ate, enjoying the small bit of calm before you were all off again on another mission.

After awhile, the fire began to dim and there was no more wood to add. Omega let out a yawn, satisfied with her first bonfire. “We should do this more often.” She proclaimed as another yawn overtook her. “Yeah kid, we can.” Hunter whispered. Wrecker had already fallen asleep, laying over a log in an uncomfortable position, snoring away. Tech nudged Wrecker, also ready to go back to the ship to sleep. One by one, they went back to the ship, leaving you, Hunter, and Echo. Echo then stood up, bidding you both a good night. “I’ll leave you two to it, then.” He raised an eyebrow and then he was gone before you either of you could respond.

Once again, you were alone with Hunter and the slowly burning fire. He looked at you, the fire reflecting in his eyes. 

He never thought he’d be grappling with feelings like this. Especially for someone like you. But you cared about him. Worried about him and his brothers, something he’d never experienced before. It was new, and frankly, it scared him. He’d never admit it out loud, but that was the truth. But here he was, with you within arms reach again, staring at him and waiting for what might come next. You looked beautiful, ethereal in the glow of the now small fire. “Hunter…” you whispered as you maneuvered closer to him, like you were before earlier in the night. Your hand was close to his on the log you were both sitting on. You couldn’t wait any longer, the tension between you was about to snap. “You wanted to tell me something earlier?”

He stared intensely at you, trying to find the words to say.

“____, I…I wanted to tell you…I care about you.” His voice was deep, almost inaudible. You fully took his hand, looking right in to his eyes. He was suddenly overwhelmed, waiting for your response. “Hunter, I care about you too.” The second he heard you whisper those words, he boldly closed the distance, acting purely on instinct, pressing his lips against yours in a soft, quick kiss. He pulled back slightly, hoping he didn’t mess this all up. 

“____, tell me to stop and I will.” Hunter’s voice was husky and deep. Almost a whisper. It sent shivers down your spine. “Never.” You murmured as you brought a hand to his face, gently cradling his head. Relief washed over you, happy you finally revealed how you felt. He closed his eyes and leaned in to your touch, sighing a deep sigh. You moved your hand from his cheek and gripped his collar, needing more. You pulled him back to your lips for a more passionate kiss. He felt a weight lift off his shoulders as the tension between you dissipated, flying in to the sky with the embers from the fire.

It was his turn to bring his hands to your face, cradling your head gently as he deepened the kiss, your heart feeling like it was about to explode out of your chest. The sensation of your lips moving on his was almost overwhelming. His hands were strong, yet gentle as they maneuvered down to your hips, leaving a trail of fire down your body. You both pulled away again, panting slightly, looking in each other’s eyes. All the unsaid words, all the silent looks, were now completely understood by both of you. 

Your hand that was on his collar moved to the back of his head, threading your fingers through his long, soft locks while your other hand gripped his shoulder. You whispered his name as he pulled you in impossibly close for another kiss, getting drunk on your scent, your body. 

His tongue slowly made his way in to your mouth, which pulled a groan from deep in your chest. Your reactions spurred him on, his hands on your waist ghosting underneath your tunic, his gloved hands moving over your bare skin making the butterflies in your stomach explode. You desperately wanted those gloves off, to feel his skin on yours. After what felt like an eternity, you parted for air once again.  The fire had now died down quite a bit, leaving you both in almost total darkness. You were illuminated by the stars, the only sound being your shallow breaths. You both wanted so much more, but now wasn’t the time. Hunter nuzzled his face in to your neck, and moved one of his hands from your hips to grasp yours, which had fallen to your side. “I’m yours, if you’ll have me.” He whispered against your neck, his heart thudding against yours. “Yes, Hunter.” You whispered back, squeezing his hand. He moved his head from your neck and brought you against his chest in an embrace, his chin leaning on your head. You both gazed at the glowing embers of what used to be the giant fire, wondering what comes next. But at least for now, you were at peace.

#this idea has been living in my head for WEEKS #I hope you all enjoy it #I am very rusty with writing atm #the bad batch x you #the bad batch x reader #hunter x fem!reader #hunter x jedi reader #the bad batch fanfiction #hunter tbb #omega tbb #tech tbb #wrecker tbb #echo tbb #the bad batch fluff #hunter x reader #hunter tbb x reader #the bad batch #starrycatwrites #Hunter tbb x you #Star Wars #Star Wars fanfiction #sergeant hunter #clone force 99

[bricksduhh]

Part of your world: Chapter: 1

- Prince Eric x male reader

Chapter 2: here

Please read what's linked here before reading this!!

This part probably feels very rushed as I'm trying to get to writing the reader with eric parts as fast as I can because Im so excited to finally be writing for Eric. This is defenitly more of an Introduction as there isn't much reader and Eric interactions but I did try to make it interesting!!

You found yourself laying on a piece of rock, facing the piece of land that covered your horizon. You went to this specific rock many times a day, just to sit there and imagine what life on land would be like. How the sand would feel beneath your feet, or even how it felt to have feet. You could think of countless things you could do if you ever got a chance to go to the land. The foods you would try, the clothes you would wear. You yearned for that life. 

You were taken out of your thoughts at the sound of your sister, Ariel, calling out to you. "Y/n! There you are" she said, swimming up towards the rock. You turned to face her. "I was told to come get you" 

"And you knew to come here?" You questioned. 

"Yeah, this rock is the only place you ever go" She laughs, clearly making fun of you lack of social life under the sea. 

"Haha" You respond sarcastically. You go back to questioning her "Who told you to come get me?" 

"Oh!" She says clearly remembering why she was there. "Father wanted to see you." You roll your eyes as you start to climb off the rock. "He sounded really mad." She adds, giving a concerned look. 

You inhale softly before diving into the water. You arrived at your fathers throne room. You hated this room. It was the main place you stayed, if you weren't on your rock. Since you were the King's only son in the mix of many daughters, you didn't revive a part of the sea to rule over. Instead he made you one of the main guards to stand by him in the throne room. It was the most boring thing he could ever make you do. You would rather be forced to count the sand that lay around the castle instead. 

You already felt an uneasy feeling in your stomach as you began to enter the throne room. King Triton sat on his throne,clearly irritated. 

"And where were you?" He immediately asked, barely letting you enter the room. 

"Just swimming around." You lied. Triton didn't like you or your sisters to even think about anything beyond the sea, not since your mother was killed. This didn't stop you or Ariel from taking artefacts from shipwrecks that had fallen to the bottom of the sea. 

"Just swimming around?" He mocked your answer, clearly not buying the excuse. He raised his voice. "Do not lie to me. I know what you were doing." He exhaled. His voice softened, not wanting to shout at his only son. "I've told you and Ariel about how I feel about you two interacting with anything to do with the land people." He looks at you. 

You took a deep breath before responding "I know, but father you don't understand I-" 

"I don't want to hear it," Triton interrupts. "I do not want you to even think about anything related to the land, you understand?" Your father says sternly. 

"I understand" You agree, bowing your head, not wanting to fight back. 

"Good, you can leave now." He orders. 

You leave quickly. You were angry, not just at your father but also at yourself for not standing up for yourself against Triton. 

"Y/n wait up!" Ariel called out, swimming up to you with her fish friend flounder. "What was that about?" She asked. 

"The usual" Ariel nodded, knowing what you meant. "Why can't he just understand that this life he's forcing me into isn't what I desire." You ask, looking at her. 

"Have you tried explaining that to him?" Flounder questioned. 

"Many times, each one being shut down before I could even finish the sentence." You respond. 

Suddenly the three of you heard a loud explosion. You all looked up, seeing bright colours shoot across the top of the sea. You swim up to get a closer look, Ariel following behind. You both emerge from the water. There was a ship in front of you, above it being the cause of the noise. The colours in the sky were more prominent now. You watched in awe as the colours spread out across the night sky. You looked over at Ariel, her gaze also focused on the beautiful event happening in front of you two. You sigh, turning to swim back down, not wanting your father to know about this. 

Before you could go back down into the sea, you and Ariel heard shouting coming from the ship. "What the-" You say to yourself as you turn to see what caused the commotion. You watched as an orange hue began to grow across the ship. "Fire" you whispered to Ariel. You and Ariel watched as the passengers got onto a small boat that was released from the ship and dropped into the water below it.  They began to row the boats away from their ship that was being taken over by a raging fire. 

You heard one of the men point towards the ship while shouting a name. "Eric!" You turned your attention back to the ship. You watched as a man, who you assumed was Eric, run up to a dog that was barking. He picked the dog up, throwing it into the ocean below to save it from the flames. Ariel dived under the water, going to help the dog reach the men who were calling for the dog. The ship began to move. You looked back up to the man who helped the dog. He was about to jump down until the movement from the ship caused him to fall back. You watched as he left your view. There was a crashing sound from the ship before the sound of something hitting the water. 

Diving under the water, you saw the cause of the splash. You watched as the man who once stood on the ship, started to sink down into the sea. You swam over to him,dodging the debris from the ship that had started to sink. You wrapped your arms under his and began to pull him back up to the surface. You kept your hold on him, looking around to see what you should do with the unconscious man in your arms. You couldn't bring him towards the others as they would see you. Instead you decided to swim back to land, carefully carrying the man with you. 

It took a bit but you finally reached the land. You felt the heat on your back as the sun began to rise. Your hand rested on the man's chest, monitoring his breathing. You moved your hand to move his hair out of his face to get a closer look at him. He was cute. You felt yourself blushing at the sight of him. You recalled the name that you heard the men call him. "Eric" You said with a smile. 

You heard him groan. He was waking up. He must have heard you say his name. You panicked, quickly turning to go back to the sea. You couldn't let him see you. You re-emerged from the sea, from a further distance, watching as people rushed towards the beach you left him on. They helped him stand as he woke up. You dived back down, heading back to find Ariel. 

You noticed your sisters were where the ship wreck happened."I don't know what Y/n and Ariel find so interesting about the land people, all they cause is trouble." You heard one of them complain. They were cleaning the debris that had fallen on the coral reef below it. One of them noticed you swimming towards them. "Finally he's here." She exclaimed, causing the rest of your sisters to turn. 

You looked around. "Where's Ariel?" You questioned them. 

"Oh, father came for her." One of them answered. "He was looking for you too." 

"Yeah and he was pretty mad." Another added. Great. You swore everytime someone told you that Triton wanted to speak to you it was always followed with a comment about his anger towards you. 

You groaned in annoyance as you turned to head towards the castle yet again. This felt like a daily occurrence lately. You heard him talking to Ariel as you began to enter. 

"Look who finally decided to join us." He said as you caught his attention. Ariel turned to face you. "I don't even have to ask where you were," he said. 

"Father if you just listen" Ariel asked, desperate to explain what happened. 

"You two disobeyed my orders countless times. I'm sick of repeating myself to you two." He complains, annoyance plaguing his voice. 

"A man was drowning." You said, cutting off your fathers rant. "I couldn't let him die." You looked up to face Triton. 

"You know what those people did to your mother, they-" 

"They are evil?" You finished his sentence. "Or is that just your view on them? Father not all of them are what you make them out to be, I watched as that man saved an innocent dog that he could have left to die. He risked his life to save it, would you call that evil?" You clenched your fists as you gave a stern look towards Triton. You could tell he was taken aback by the sudden attitude change from you.

"One action doesn't define a person" he tries to explain. 

"But the one action of a random person killing mom defines every person??" You shot back, starting to get annoyed. 

Your father exhales. "I'm not dealing with your delusional thoughts, you will never understand what they are like up on the land." Your fathers voice begins to get more agitated. "I do not want you or Ariel to go anywhere near the surface ever again. If I hear about either of you disobeying me again there will be consequences. For you Y/n I will be making you practise your guard duties everyday from now on, Sebastian here will act as a supervisor making sure you follow my orders." He points towards the crab that acts as his reporter.

Your eyes widen in shock. "Father, don't you think that's too extra? I mean, you're taking away his sense of freedom" Ariel says anxiously in an attempt to defend you. 

"It's his own fault, I've given you both warnings and I feel you won't listen unless there are real consequences to them. Now leave." He orders.

You exhaled, fighting back tears. "I hate you." You say, shaking your head in disbelief. You left quickly, not being able to stand the sight of your father anymore. 

You swam for what felt like an hour. You stopped, shouting out to yourself. Tears began to rush down your face. You heard someone call your name. You turned to see Sebastian slowly following behind you. 

"I'm not interested in listening to anything my father has to say" You say as Sebastian reaches you. 

"I'm not here with anything from your father, I'm here to talk to you." He explains. 

"Well I'm not interested in that either" You glance over at him.

"I get your mad but you should really understand that your father does care for you and Ariel, he's just trying to- '' Your attention was taking from what Sebastian was ranting about but instead on an eel swimming in the distance. You squint your eyes, trying to get a better look. You watch as it swims away. You decide to follow it, wanting an excuse to leave the conversation. "Hey where are you going?" Sebastian shouts at you. He rolls his eyes as he begins to follow you. 

You follow the eel until it enters a cave. The cave had a light coming from inside. You stop outside, not knowing if you should enter. "HEY!" Sebastian calls to you. "Do not go in there. Supposedly that's the home of the sea witch." He explains 

Sea witch? You thought to yourself. You turn to face him. "A witch? Like one who could cast a spell" you question. 

"I mean that's what a witch is most known for." Sebastian answers. "Wait you aren't-" He suddenly realises why you are so interested. "Oh nononono, you are not going to do what I think you are." You smirk at him before deciding to swim through the hole that the eel did a moment ago. 

You could hear Sebastian complaining as you went deeper into the hole. You exited the hole entering some room. You looked around, trying to find the eel or anything interesting. Your eyes feel on a cauldron that sat in the middle of the room. Suddenly you heard a voice coming from behind you. "Finally I've been waiting for you." You froze in fear, turning to see who was speaking to you… 

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question…? | ls18

"did you wish you'd put up more of a fight when she said it was too much?"

summary: she was just planning a fun night out with her best friends, but an unexpected reunion changes everything

warning: angst, cheating, toxic relationship, swearing, alcohol consumption, mentions of a one-night stand, mentions of anxiety, suggestive language

pairing: lance stroll x reader

word count: 3.4k

note: everything in bold are song references and in italic are thoughts, which includes memories from the past.

and with that, I hope you enjoy my first-ever story here! had to start with the song that started this whole idea! as an angst lover myself, expect a lot more to come in the next stories! haha

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I remember

Nervous was an understatement. Y/N wasn't the type of girl to go out clubbing often, at least not anymore. However, she had exhausted all excuses to deny her older sister and her best friend's invitations, leaving her only with the option to finally say yes. One night won't hurt, she thought, probably in an attempt to convince herself.

As she finished getting ready, she stopped to see her reflection in the large mirror leaning against the wall of her bedroom. The chosen dress stood out so easily, not only for the way it fitted perfectly along the curves of her body but also for its stunning dark green colour. She liked what she saw. She felt confident and beautiful for the first time in a long time.

Unconsciously, her hand searched for the silver chain around her neck and touched it gently. A nervous tic that became ordinary in her daily life, seeking some comfort in the delicate piece of jewellery that meant so much to her.

Suddenly, her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her bedroom door opening, her two companions for that night appearing. Clearly too excited to be sober, they were laughing like this was the best night of their lives, which was partially true. Just the fact that they were finally able to persuade Y/N to go out with them, an idea that had seemed impossible a few days before, was reason enough to celebrate. So why not start partying now and have a few shots while they waited for her?

"Oh. My. God. Who are you?!" "Damn, looking hot, sis!" Maddie and Noa said excitedly, their eyes admiring the look. The three girls laughed, as Y/N took a little spin, showing off jokingly.

"Thank you, thank you!" She said, giggling a little nervously. "Are you guys ready to leave?" She asked, grabbing her small black purse.

"Let's go, bitches! The club awaits us." Maddie announced and grabbed the two sisters by their arms, pulling them along the stairs towards the exit.

They called an Uber and set off toward their destination, knowing full well that none of them had plans to make it to the end of the night with the ability to drive back to the house. It was their night to enjoy and have fun after all.

About twenty minutes later, Y/N's eyes couldn't help but appreciate the glamorous and luminous entrance with some nostalgia, as they waited patiently in line to get in. The contrast between the pink and green neon lights adorned the name of the place. Y/N hadn't been there for months. Too long perhaps, she thought.

As they walked inside through the dark, long hallways to the bar, her heart skipped a beat. What are the odds? What are the chances that it's playing the exact same song from that fateful night? She looked at the other two beside her and saw them start to sing and dance, carefree. They don't even know, snap out of it, Y/N. The young woman gave them a fake smile, trying to look equally unbothered. 

But that was a lie.

She still remembered. She still remembered that night when she met him, in that very own bar.

Good girl, sad boy

Big city, wrong choices

We had one thing goin' on

I swear that it was somethin'

'Cause I don't remember who I was

Before you painted all my nights

A color I've searched for since

Her sister quickly managed to get drinks for everyone and pulled them with her onto the dance floor, ensuring the party would go on. The three friends started moving to the music together, laughing and hugging each other. It meant so much to them all to be there with each other. It had been too long since the last time.

However, Y/N couldn't escape the feeling that something was going to happen. Maybe it was just anxiety talking, maybe some kind of premonition. Who knows? Regardless, her right hand escaped again towards her necklace. As soon as she felt the cold from the silver against her skin, she felt a shiver down her spine. You're being ridiculous, Y/N. Forget it.

She tried to let go of all those nervous thoughts. However, she realized it was going to be mission impossible as soon as his face popped into her head. And with that, all the associated feelings. The pain. The heartbreak. Brought by something so unexpected and unplanned... But it was special, it was intense, it was... unique.

"Hey! I know what you're doing, so stop it right now!" Maddie said loudly in her ear, trying to be heard over the music. "C'mon! We're here to have fun. Don't think about him. Forget it, it's been a year." Y/N felt some discomfort in her best friend's voice, maybe even a bit of annoyance. But who was she to judge? Her friend was the one that had to pick up the pieces of her heart after that one-night adventure.

"I know, I know! I promise I'm here to be with you guys, not to be in a bad mood!" Y/N nodded.

"Enjoy yourself! Go dance with that hottie over there! He won't stop looking at you." Noa smirked, joining the conversation.

So you did exactly that. Time passed, her mates nowhere to be seen, as she continued to dance with the young man, whose name she didn't even bother to ask. It's just an innocent flirt, she thought. The front of him against her back, his body heat warming her up. He did try to make some advances, but so far without success.

And then, like a meteor strike, she saw it. 

She saw him.

And the whole world stopped just like it did one year before.

But one thing after another

Fuckin' situations, circumstances

Miscommunications and I

Have to say, by the way

I just may like some explanations

And he saw her too, almost like magnets attracted to one another.

He remembered everything. Absolutely everything.

Her soft eyes. Her amazing body. The way it moved. Her contagious laugh. Her sweet voice. Her passionate moans. 

The world changed for both of them on that fatidic night, so they just stood there. Staring in shock. They never thought they would see each other again... Especially with the abrupt way that night ended, ruining that once-in-a-lifetime magical and blissful experience. 

His eyes strayed from hers, filling with jealousy as he looked at the body behind her. The audacity of this man, the girl thought. And with that, she grabbed the plastic cup in the mystery man's hand beside her, drank it in one go, in search of liquid courage, and started her way towards the man before her.

"Y/N." He whispered, frozen to the ground as she approached him.

"Lance. I just would like some explanations."

Can I ask you a question?

Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room

And every single one of your friends was makin' fun of you

But fifteen seconds later, thеy were clappin' too?

Then what did you do?

Wearing a much more conservative dress, clearly stolen from her older sister's closet, Y/N ended up sitting alone in that bar, abandoned by Noa who was somewhere on the dance floor with a random guy. This was not her typical vibe at all and it was her first time in that club. So, she was bored out of her mind, having fun just people-watching.

Her eyes eventually gravitated to a drop-dead gorgeous boy as he took the seat beside her, but she wasn't going to approach him. I could never, she thought. Maybe Noa would, but I could never.

Y/N couldn't help but glance in his direction from time to time, curious. But since she wasn't going to act, fate got to work and the girl ended up losing her balance against him, accidentally pushed by a boy who was too drunk to walk straight.

"I'm so sorry. Someone bumped into me." She looked at him, apologetic. The tanned man, not a word. Just a quick nod and completely ignored her, not even looking at her.

Oh, okay.

She couldn't forget that awkward interaction and, without thinking, spoke in the direction of the brunette.

"Can I ask you a question?"

As their eyes met for the first time, butterflies invaded her stomach.

Did you lеave her house in the middle of the night? Oh

Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh

When she said it was too much?

Do you wish you could still touch her?

It's just a question

"Are you okay? You look sad." She asked, shocked at her own behaviour.

He can't explain it, but for some inexplicable reason, he found himself venting to a complete stranger in a bar about all the stress he felt due to his work. Not mentioning what he actually did, of course. The season was going bad. The worst of his career possibly. But talking to someone who didn't have a clue who he was was refreshing.

And the way she constantly nodded, and said small words, to assure him that she was hearing what he was saying.

She was beautiful. Her flushed cheeks revealed her shyness, but that made her even more charming to him.

Eventually, tired of talking about himself, Lance took a risk and pulled her gently by the hand towards the center of the floor. His arm went around the girl's waist, and her arm followed, circling his neck. 

The tension that had been building since the moment Y/N questioned him continued to evolve. Their eyes met, under the club lights, for a few seconds. Until her eyes strayed to the young driver's soft lips and noticing this, Lance kissed her in the middle of the crowded room.

Half-moon eyes, bad surprise

Did you realize out of time?

She was on your mind with some dickhead guy

That you saw that night

But you were on somethin'

"You left." She said, consumed with rage. "You left me. Alone, without explanation. Without a word, a note, a phone number. You just disappeared and now, on this night of all nights, you decide to show up here?"

Her eyes began to sting slightly, tears forming and threatening to fall. His eyes were filled with guilt and regret. Seeing her like this is punishment enough for what I did, he thought.

"It may have been just a one-night stand for you, but not for me. For me, it was so much fucking more." And with that, the young woman stormed out of the club, heading for the exit, leaving Lance speechless, motionless, not knowing what to do. 

Don't lose her again, his brain screamed. So he ran after her like his life depended on it. When he finally reached her, he gripped her wrist, harder than he'd anticipated, driven by desperation.

Feeling the man's strength around her hand, she jerked her arm to free herself, pushing his chest for Lance to move away from her. However, her body moved towards his, contradicting herself. Her pain controlled her now, as she began to try to hit him in the chest, tears now flowing freely.

Lance couldn't take it. Not the pain, that I deserve, he thought. But being away from her. So as his hands managed to make her stop, his arms pulled her in, leaning his cheek against her head as she sobbed against his heart.

He could only understand one sentence.

"It may sound impossible, but I swear I fell in love with you that night."

It was one drink after another

Fuckin' politics and gender roles

And you're not sure and I don't know

Got swept away in the gray

I just may like to have a conversation

"And I fell for you too!" His voice rose. He cupped her face gently by her chin, allowing eye contact between the ex-lovers.

"I was in a difficult position, and you know it! It was an impulsive decision that I should never have made, but believe me when I say I regretted it the second I walked out that door!" His unexpected feelings exploded on his face and he was taken completely by surprise, eventually making an irrational choice that had plagued him for months. "I wanted to go back, but I didn't know how to reach you. I felt the same way, I swear on everything sacred in my life. I fell in love that night... and now, looking at you... I know these feelings never went away."

Time has stopped for them. Mirroring the past, they found themselves in the same place, in the same position, hearts beating fast. Almost as if they had never been separated by circumstances and miscommunications.

He smoothed her hair, trying to calm her down, feeling her grip on his shirt. Lance's first tear fell. 

For the first time, she heard the words she had been searching for all this time. 

"I'm sorry for what I did."

Can I ask you a question?

Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room

And every single one of your friends was makin' fun of you

But fifteen seconds later, they were clappin' too?

Then what did you do?

After the kiss, they pulled away, staring at each other for a few seconds. Consumed by the atmosphere between them, it was as if no one else was in the room.

Until Y/N hears a random guy yelling a name. Looking over her shoulder, she saw two boys: one tall, skinny and the other blonde, handsome. "Go, Lance! Get it, my guy!" His friends made fun of him, clapping happily.

She laughed. "I think they are your friends?" The man chuckled nervously, hand behind his neck, and pulled her toward the exit, fingers intertwining.

As soon as she felt the cold outside, she turned to the brunette. "I was so fascinated by you that I totally forgot to ask your name." Embarrassed, and nervous, she continued. "I never do this kind of thing and now I'm kissing someone I don't even know."

He held her face and said softly. "I'm Lance, and you are...?"

"Y/N." She relaxed against his strong hands.

"Well, Y/N, you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen."

Did you leave her house in the middle of the night? Oh

Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh

When she said it was too much?

Do you wish you could still touch her?

It's just a question

Fuck it, she thought to herself.

"Do you want to get out of here?" She asked, carried away by spontaneity.

Quickly, they ended up at her apartment door, lips pressed together, his hands exploring the curves of her body as Y/N searched for her house keys.

When they entered, she pulled him by his chain to her room. The tension continued to rise, hands and lips exploring their skin as if they were afraid to wake up from what felt like a dream.

Bodies aligned, as well as their souls. It was the two of them, just the two of them in the world during those hours.

However, as they descended from their highs, one of them remained on top of the world, while the other was overcome with guilt. What have I done, Lance thought, as reality hit him.

Working up the courage to look at her, his chest ached as he saw her with the biggest smile on her face, and half-moon eyes. He swallowed nervously.

"I have something to tell you."

Does it feel like everything's just like

Second best after that meteor strike?

And what's that that I heard? That you're still with her?

That's nice, I'm sure that's what's suitable

And right, but tonight

"You're sorry?" She couldn't help but ask. "That night, you made me feel things I never felt again. You took me to the top of the world… only to throw me down."

She changed. After the heartbreak, she spent months clubbing, hoping to see him again. She looked for him in other bodies. She cried. She screamed. She was never the same.

But worse than that… She never found what he gave her. It had been an experience of a lifetime she knew she would never get over. How many people can say they experienced love at first sight?

They stayed silent for a while until Lance's hands reached her face and he let his forehead touch hers. He sighed, eyes closed, at the comfort of his skin touching hers again.

He noticed the silver detail around her throat. Her necklace. His necklace.

As he was leaning in slowly, afraid to kiss her again after all this time, she interrupted. "Are you still with her?"

Can I ask you a question?

Did you ever have someone kiss you in a crowded room

And every single one of your friends was makin' fun of you

But fifteen seconds later, they were clappin' too?

Then what did you do?

"What the fuck do you mean you are with somebody?" She screamed, jumping out of bed.

"I- I have a girlfriend. I know it sounds bad, but I can explain-" Lance tried to justify his actions, desperate and scared.

With her sheets wrapped around her body, she started to cry. She felt used, and played.

He tried to grab her wrist, preventing her escape, but with no success. "This is too much." She said as she got in her bathroom, locking herself. She just sat there, on the tile floor, as her tears fell freely.

"Please." He pleaded. "Listen to me." Lance tried.

She just stood there, alone with her feelings. After some time, her crying stopped and she was just mad. She stormed out, asking him. "Why?" But she was left shocked.

He was nowhere to be seen. He had left. 

With only his necklace left forgotten on her bedside table.

Did you leave her house in the middle of the night? Oh

Did you wish you'd put up more of a fight, oh (More of a fight)

When she said it was too much?

Do you wish you could still touch her?

It's just a question

"No. I broke up with her shortly after that." Lance admitted. "I couldn't keep you out of my mind. The guilt was eating me alive."

"I tried to talk to you." She told. "I came out of the bathroom, ready to hear you out, but you weren't there anymore."

Lost in their revelations, they both travelled through a thousand "what ifs", wondering how things could have been different.

"I never thought I would see you again." The driver confessed, interrupting.

"Do you wish you'd put up more of a fight?" She asked.

"Every day." He looked deeply into her eyes. "You made me feel complete for the first time in a long time. Only for me to be the one who screwed it up. It was a mistake."

"Do you think I was a mistake?" He can't, her head was spinning, afraid of suffering again.

"Not you. But my actions: the way I acted with you, with her. It was unfair." He admitted.

For the hundredth time that night, she unconsciously touched her necklace, noticing that his hand had found a place there as well.

"I'm sorry, and I hope you'll give me a chance to make up for my mistakes. Even if it takes every day of my life." He whispered, hopeful.

And just like that, she kissed him, putting together the pieces that had been left apart on that magical night.

"This might be the worst idea ever, but I'd love to start over." She spoke honestly, but now with a large smile and only love in her eyes.

He pulled away from her, leaving her confused.

"I'm Lance, and you are…?"

She laughed, holding out a hand for him to shake, playfully. "Y/N."

He ignored her hand. Instead, he pulled her face up to his and let his nose fondly caress hers.

"Well, Y/N, you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever seen."

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Karaoke Night

Luis Serra x female reader

Requested by: @jessy-the-martian-girl

Hi. How about some karaoke with Luis? This thought just doesn't let me go since that video with his voice lines 🤭

Warnings: No spoilers for RE 4 Remake. Fluff.

I love this idea! And yes, Luis' voice lines are something else, haha. And I beg that you all forgive me for the song choice but I couldn't pass up the opportunity.

Thank you and please enjoy.

It was no secret that Luis loved the sound of his own voice. Anyone who knows the man for a mere five minutes can learn that quite easily. He always had something to say, ranging from some interesting fun-fact to a witty comment on something they passed by, or even just some random thought that popped in his head that he simply had to share.

The music poured from speakers scattered about the club, filling the air with a sense of excitement and life. Crowds of people dancing on the dance floor, losing themselves to the flow of the music and alcohol served at the bar. Luis had insisted that they visited this place, promising them all a fun time and a way to "bond evermore as friends", as he put it. Ashley was more than happy to join, though Leon was a little more reluctant, he did join in the end.

Shuffling through the crowd, Luis made his way over to their table, carrying their drinks and making sure nothing spilled. That bright smile on his face since the minute they got here and had yet to leave.

"Here we go. One J20 for the young senorita. A whiskey on the rocks for my good Sancho Panza. And a fruit cider for my cariño." He smiled, handing out the drinks in their order before setting his own down and plopping beside [Name].

"Thank you, Luis." She smiled, leaning and pressing a sweet kiss on his cheek then took a sip of her drink, humming at the sweet taste. Leon already taking a swing of his drink while Ashley took the moment to pour her drink into a glass. Moments like this made a comforting warmth fill [Name]. Something so mundane and simple as hanging out with friends at a club was something taken for granted by some. But not by her. She savoured moments like this, ensuring that everyone felt included and was having fun.

The man sitting on the barstool on the stage took a bit of a bow before walking off, having just finished his song for karaoke night. Ashley and Luis had made a joke about Leon getting on stage and singing, only to be shot down by that hard look Leon often wore, but they only laughed about it. It was an open night so anyone was allowed to step up and offer entertainment to the crowd.

[Name] leaned against Luis' side, nuzzling against him as his arm draped around her waist, holding her close. Though, before she could get too comfortable, he pardoned himself to stand up.

"I'll be right back. I need to get something important done." He quickly kissed her lips before disappearing into the crowd.

"Probably forgot something in the car or something." [Name] hummed and sat back. "So, Ashley, how are you doing with that repor-" Her words were cut off by a microphone activating, indicating another person being ready to sing. Looking over, her eyes widened lightly at the sight of Luis on stage, adjusting the microphone to his desired height.

"Oh God." Leon softly mumbled, knowing that whatever was about to happen was going to be bad then took a longer swing of his alcohol. [Name] couldn't help but smile lightly, knowing he was going to put his heart and more into whatever he's going to sing. Luis loved an audience and never failed to deliver.

"Está bien, I want to dedicate this song to a very special lady in my life. She knows who she is." He smiled, his smoke grey eyes locking onto [Name] among the crowd with ease, the rest of the crowd didn't matter to him, only her.

A rhythm began to spill from the speakers around him and he took a quick puff of his cigarette before taking hold of the microphone.

"Sexy, hot, I love your style girl, Put it on me. Brian and Tony Gold let the ladies know, They got it goin' on, Uh, Shaggy."

His voice was smooth and strong, the tone in perfect rhythm with the music and its beat. Though his eyes remained on her as he sung, further proving that this song was for her and her alone.

"Hey sexy lady, I like your flow, Your body's bangin', out of control, You put it on me, Ceiling to floor, Only you can make me, scream and beg for more."

Heat began to crawl up her neck, spreading to her cheeks at Luis' singing, a reaction that made him smile more knowing he was getting to her. All those times they flirted with each other, called one another a teasing name, and their intimate moments together came flooding her mind, pushing her blush to deepen more.

"Her body's callin', bawlin', Got me crawlin' up the wall and, My size ain't small, it's tall, And catch here comes her clothes be fallin'."

Others began to sing along with Luis, trying to at least, but his voice cut through them all, the only voice [Name] cared to hear. In truth, she was half expecting him to jump off the stage and make her dance in front of everyone. Oh, how she hoped he wouldn't. Ashley sat beside her, nudging her lightly with a little giggle while Leon softly groaned, running his hands over his face a bit.

"Her neighbor's callin bawlin', All this noise is so appallin', They must believe we're brawlin', Headboards bang 'til early mornin',"

A twinge of embarrassment flickered at the memory of that one time they did get a complaint from the neighbours, mostly from them believing something awful had happened given the "loud banging and begs and pleas" they heard. Something that Luis was ever so proud of but also insisted that half of the credit belonged to [Name], as she wasn't the only one screaming that night.

Luis wrapped up the song after the music began to fade before taking a dramatic bow and hopping off the stage, strutting over to their table and smiling at his lover. [Name]'s face buried in her hands, her face hot to the touch and redder than the leather seats they were sitting on.

"That was fun. I don't think I did too bad." He took his drink and chugged it, his throat a bit dry from that performance. [Name] turned to him, grabbed his jacket and kissed him deeply, something he eagerly returned.

"Want the neighbours to complain again?" He purred, giving a little wink.

"Save your voice for once. You'll need it later, love."

#luis serra navarro #luis serra x reader #luis sera x reader #luis serra #luis sera #resident evil #resident evil 4 #resident evil 4 remake #resident evil x reader #re4 #re4 remake #re4 luis

[fanficrambles]

The Other Woman

CW/TW : Swearing? Mentions of postpartum depression & depression. Implied self harm.

— Summary : Being married to a pro hero is difficult but you knew that your relationship could withstand the late nights and early mornings. With the start of a new school year you were excited to send your son off to school. Who could have prepared you for the heartbreak that a seemingly minor event would entail.

— Note : Grammar and I don't get along so don't expect much from that department. This is connected to my other series (here) but will be a series from the perspective of Bakugo's wife.

WC : 2k

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April 1, 20XX [7:00 am] [In your kitchen]

"We start the new month with a new scandal!" The gossip announcer states.

You roll your eyes at their statement as you continue to make breakfast. You had forgotten to change the channel before entering the kitchen and were now stuck listening to their nonsense.

"At the center of today's scandal is none other than our very own number one pro hero, Dynamight!" The woman announces.

"Very funny." You laugh to yourself as you finish preparing breakfast and move on to setting the table.

"Our hero's wife was spotted having an intimate moment with a mystery man late last night." The woman says before you freeze.

"What the hell is that extra talking about?" Bakugo asks as he walks into the kitchen with a scowl on his face.

"I have no idea. Yes I did meet up with some friends last night but I di-"

"So when you said that you couldn't come home to be with our son you were fucking around with your friends." Bakugo says with a deeper scowl.

"I had run into them after getting dinner with Mina. Katsuki you said that you didn't mind me going out last night." You frown as you cross your arms in front of your chest.

"Well of course I'm going to mind when my damn wife is going out and ruining my reputation." Bakugo says as he steps closer to you. "We've talked about this. You're married to the top hero so you can't go around acting however you like."

"I'm not going to listen to this again. You don't need to lecture me as if I'm a child." You turn to walk away only for him to grab your wrist.

"You don't get to just walk away from me. I'm tal-" Bakugo begins to lecture before a little boy walks in.

"Katsumi." You pull your wrist away before you walk over to your son.

"Papa! Mama!" Katsumi says as he hugs your leg.

"You excited for your first day?" Bakugo asks as Katsumi lets you go to hug him.

"Uhuh! Mama said I'll make friends!" Katsumi says with a wide smile.

"Yeah. Go get dressed and then eat. I'm taking you in today." Bakugo says before the boy runs off. "Don't run." He reminds before he looks at you.

"What else do you have to say Katsuki?" You sigh as you look at him.

"Just don't let it happen again." Bakugo says before he serves himself breakfast.

You frown before you walk to Katsumi's room to check on him. "Need any help?"

"Nope! Got it all by myself." Katsumi states as he walks out in the outfit you had laid out the night before.

You walk to your bedroom where you look around at the bare walls and minimalist furniture. You hated this room and its furniture even though you had been the one to pick it out. You had let your decision be swayed by what Bakugo would like and you had to live with it now.

"I'm going to go drop him off now." Bakugo says from outside the closed door. "I'll text you if you need to pick him up."

"Okay. Be... Don't forget to have Katsumi brush his teeth." You hear him walk away before you sigh. You wait until you hear the front door shut before you leave the bedroom.

You hear your phone ring and you hurry to answer it.

"Y/n! I see you had fun after I left you." Mina jokes as soon as you pick up.

"Haha. So you've heard the news?" You sit on the couch as you enjoy talking to your friend.

"But seriously how was it to see your friends out of the blue like that?" Mina asks.

"It was nice. I hadn't seen them since my wedding. We actually made plans for next week."

"That's great. You should get out of the house more often." Mina encourages.

"Thank you Mina." You let yourself relax as the two of you continue to chat.

[10:26 am]

You look over your grocery cart before making your way to the self checkout area. You begin to scan your items as you think of how long dinner will take to make. You pay for your groceries before you make your way back home.

[3:00 pm]

"I wonder what time Katsumi will be let out." You check your phone for any new messages from Bakugo only to find none. "I guess he's going to pick him up today."

You sigh before you move on with your day and your responsibilities around the house.

[5:15 pm]

"He probably found a school that's open until late. I heard that some schools opened up with specifically heros in mind." Mina reassures after you share your concerns for the time and lack of Katsumi.

"Oh.. I had no idea that schools went on past three. But this is better for heros and their strange working hours." You let your worries slip away as you continue to chat with Mina.

[8:31 pm]

You practically run to the door when you hear it open. You are confused to find only Bakugo walking in. "Where is Katsumi?"

"What?" Bakugo says as he kicks his work shoes off.

"Where is Katsumi?"

"Are you telling me that you've been here sitting on your ass while our son is still at school?!" Bakugo asks with clenched fists.

"You never texted me to pick him up.. I thought that you would be picking him up."

"You know the hours that I work. Why didn't you call to confirm?! What kind of mother are you?! Why would you have a kid if you weren't going to try and care for him?!" Bakugo practically shouts as he pulls his shoes back on.

You are left speechless at his words as he turns around and walks out. "you didn't even tell me what school you put him in.."

You walk to your bedroom where you quickly pack a luggage. You call Bakugo as you fight back tears.

"What?" Bakugo barks as soon as he answers.

"I'm going to my parent's place. I'll call you if I'm coming back."

"What the he-" Bakugo begins to say before you hang up.

You feel tears roll down your cheeks as you make your way down to your car. You were used to Bakugo's cruel remarks when he was angry but this had been your final straw. The months of arguing and waking up to a man who looked as if he wished you were better. You tried to be the perfect partner. The perfect mother. You tried your hardest but now you just needed a break.

[8:55 pm] [On the road]

You drive through nearly empty streets as tears roll down your cheeks. "Call Mina."

You hear ringing before she picks up.

"Is this a booty call?" Mina asks with a laugh.

"Mi..Mina." You make a turn as you continue to cry.

"What happened?" Mina asks as her tone changes. "Was it Katsuki again?"

"I can't do this anymore!" You hit the steering wheel as you suddenly stop. "I don't want to be here anymore! Nothing I do is ever good enough!" You clench your fists before you hit your legs in frustration.

"Hey.. Come over and we'll talk it out." Mina says as a car honks behind you. "Be careful on the road. I can't lose my best friend."

"You won't tell him that I'm there will you.." You drive towards her apartment as you keep her words in mind.

"Of course not. Hell will freeze over before the thought even crosses my mind." Mina says.

You let out a small laugh as you continue to drive.

[9:39 pm] [Outside of Mina's apartment complex]

"Did you bring anything?" Mina asks as she walks towards you.

"Just a suitcase." You bite your lip as you fight back tears.

"I'll grab that and then we can go up to my room and binge watch our show." Mina says before she squeezes your hand.

You nod and watch her pull your luggage out of your car. You lock the car before following her up to her apartment.

[10:22 pm] [Inside Mina's bedroom]

"No way it just leaves us on that cliffhanger?!" Mina exclaims as the credits begin to play.

You laugh at her reaction. "Guess we'll have to wait for the new season to find out if he survives."

"When is it being released?" Mina asks.

"It's already been released in America. It should be released here later this year."

"It sounds like I'll have to pull out the illegal streaming services." Mina says with a smile as she shakes her head.

"Very heroic of you Pinky." You gently elbow her side as you smile.

"Oh totally. All he-" Mina begins to say before her phone rings.

You watch her grab her phone before she gives you a nervous look. You knew that look and you knew only one person who would be inconsiderate enough to call at such a late hour.

You nod before she answers the call.

"What's up Katsuki? I'm tr.. Y/n? No she isn't here. Did she go out or something? No she didn't tell me anything. Do you need help looking for her?" Mina begins to lie expertly as you watch her. "Yeah she probably is with her parents. Yeah. Night."

You hug her as soon as she hangs up. "Thank you Mina. I know it's unfair of me to ask you to lie to your friend."

"Your friendship means much more to me." Mina says as she hugs you back.

You truly had no idea where you would be if you hadn't had Mina by your side.

"Did you eat dinner?" Mina asks as she lets you go.

"No. I was waiting for Katsumi and Katsuki to get home." You felt bad that you hadn't been home to welcome your son and ask about his day.

"Well then it's a good thing that I still have some of my dinner." Mina says before she gets off the bed and motions for you to follow her.

You follow after her and watch as she heats up some food. "Mina?"

"What's up?" Mina asks as she pulls a plate and cup out.

"Do you think I'm a bad mother?" You think back to Bakugo's words as you wait for her answer.

"What? Of course not! You're a kickass mom! You didn't let your post partum depression keep you from caring for Katsumi. You stopped taking your antidepressants the same day your doctor told you that you were pregnant. You didn't want to risk anything when it came to your pregnancy." Mina says as she takes your hands. "You went above and beyond just to give birth to him. No matter what Katsuki says you are a great mother."

You fight back a new wave of tears as you hug her. "It's just so difficult. I'm trying to be better for Katsumi. I shouldn't be having those bad thoughts. I'm a mother for crying out loud. I have a priority to my son and my husband."

"But if you don't take care of yourself then how will you be able to take care of Katsumi or Katsuki?" Mina asks as she hugs you back. "Have you tried to tell Katsuki about your... thoughts?"

You step back and look down in shame. "He thinks that I'm doing better and I don't want him to know that I slipped up again."

"What happened?" Mina asks as she serves you food.

"The thoughts were too much and I did it again."

"When?" Mina asks as she walks to her dining table.

You follow her and wait for her to sit down before you do the same.

"A week ago.." You roll your sleeves up to show her your healing arms.

"Y/n.. You should have called me." Mina says as she motions for you to eat. "Have you been eating regularly? Have you been eating enough?"

You pick up your spoon before you begin to eat. You reluctantly shake your head as you look at her.

"Okay. Do you think the arguments with Bakugo are one of the things that led to this?" Mina asks.

You shake your head before you sigh. "I just don't know how to work through the emotions. It makes me feel like a child. I should know how to handle my emotions at this age."

"Why don't you see your therapist again?" Mina recommends.

"She moved a while ago." You finish eating as she gets up.

"Where is my damn bag?" Mina mumbles to herself as she looks around the apartment.

You get up and wash your dishes as you wait for her to return.

"Found it!" Mina calls out before walking into the kitchen with a business card in hand.

"What's that?"

"A number for a therapist. He's supposed to the best of the best. One of my old friends recommended him." Mina says before handing the card over. "You should see him."

You look at the card before you smile at your friend. "Thank you Mina." You wanted to get better and would try anything to do so.

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #mha bakugou #mha #bnha #pro hero bakugou #bnha bakugo katsuki #katsuki bakugo x reader #domestic bakugou #domestickatsuki #bakugo katuski #kacchan #katsuki #dad bakugou #father bakugo #mha aged up #aged up bakugou #future fic #aged up characters #aged up au #mother reader #wife reader #y/n #x y/n #mha x reader #mha x you #x reader #female reader #reader insert #fem reader

[kidstemplatte]

I know you must be so busy rn, but could we get some headcannons/ little fic about Terzo with his kids on Christmas

dad! terzo during the holidays headcanons🎁🎄

tysm for your request, anon! i hope this is close to what you wanted! please enjoy<3

◇ i like to imagine the clergy decorates for the holiday season, i’m not sure what exactly they’d celebrate since i’m no expert regarding theistic satanism (i need my art school anon to help me with this one 🤍) but i think they would do some of the christmas-esque stuff just for the fun of it

◇ i imagine their decor is a nice fun mix of spooky and sweet, or more of a witchy vibe.

◇ i headcanon that they’re in sweden, which means there’s snow outside!!! terzo doesn’t like the cold, since he’s from italy haha but his kids loooooove playing in the snow so he sticks it out for them!

◇ he gets all wrapped up in like 1000 layers because he’s a big old baby, definitely not dramatic at all.

◇ but also he makes his kids do the same, he’s very protective and wants to make sure his kids don’t freeze!

◇ honestly i think terzo’s the kind of dad who would make up an urban legend to scare his kids into wearing proper winter gear…💀 they’re SPRINTING to get inside after he tells them about the monster who eats little children who don’t wear their gloves…

◇ do not take terzo ice skating because his ass will fall down over and over and over again. but on second thought, it makes the kids laugh, so maybe do take him.

◇ terzo cannot wrap presents. he is so bad at it. he has to ask the ghouls or one of his brothers to do it. but this also means he really appreciates the artistry of gift-wrapping.

◇when he gets a gift of any kind he always wriggles his fingers and goes “for me?” like you’ve just bestowed a treasure upon him.

◇ he will absolutely melt if his kids give him a gift of any kind, a homemade card or even just a cool rock one of them found. he will keep it forEVER.

◇ if there’s an elf on the shelf or some kind of satanic equivalent, terzo is leaving it in the funniest fucking places. then he sits around waiting for his kids’ reactions because he loves hearing them laugh.

◇ but it’s not just for the kids- it’s for his own amusement as well. you can bet that elf is going on nihil’s grave.

◇ every christmas eve eve (december 23rd muahaha) terzo watches nightmare before christmas with his kids.

◇ terzo’s favorite christmas movie is home alone, but he has to give the kids a disclaimer before they watch because they’re little troublemakers and they WILL get ideas from all the traps and shenanigans.

◇ i don’t know about anyone else, but i always had a hard time as a kid falling asleep on christmas eve because i was so excited. i imagine terzo’s kids are the same way haha, so he reads them stories until they fall asleep.

◇ terzo doesn’t care much about his kids believing in santa until they tell him they don't. because to terzo, that’s a challenge.

◇ initially, he wants to dress up as santa himself, but he knows the kids are smart enough to find out it’s him. so he has to outsource his work. (he makes omega dress up as santa and put the gifts terzo made him wrap under the tree. omega gets a raise.)

◇ the kids are getting whatever they ask for btw. it’s typically nothing too unreasonable because they’re raised well haha.

◇ if the kids want to leave food out for santa, terzo’s using it as an excuse to order a fancy ass hundred dollar meal and eat it at 3 am. santa’s getting steak made with wagyu beef and a nice glass of wine.

◇ i hc that terzo can cook but he can’t bake for shit, (i have a fic i’ve been wanting to finish for so long about that) so primo makes the kids gingerbread cookies (he has an extensive cookie cutter collection) and they’re all decorated super fun lol.

◇ also in my mind the clergy is a huge piece of property with a forest behind it, and in this forest there are deer! so before the sun sets on the night of christmas eve terzo takes the kids to leave food for the deer as fuel for their upcoming flight :,)

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that’s it yall!!! happy holidays and tysm for your request anon!!! i rlly hope u liked it!! i have more stories coming soon i can’t wait to share!!

#the band ghost #ghost band #ghost #papa emeritus iii #terzo #papa emeritus #papa terzo #papa emeritus x reader #terzo x reader #papa emeritus iii x reader #dad! terzo

[ikemenomegas]

wishing on every one that you'll be mine

Haku x Reader || Dandelions

a/n: with the song anon told me their name was from, it felt pretty easy to stick with a sort of aesthetic sense for this one. I've had the bullet points in my notes since I first got the ask and I'm very excited to have the time and energy to finish it this week! Haku was very popular at the start haha and it was fun to expand upon a sort of OC idea for them cw: haku working through the "i was raised to be a weapon" mindset, imaginary sunburns, omegaverse setting, alpha!reader

You collapsed onto the warm grass with a delighted huff, rolling between patches of shade and sun.

Haku looked down at you with amusement, putting his own pack down next to yours but stretching out beside you with no less enthusiasm.

The summer afternoon was already pressing down heavy and languid, threatening another light rain. With nowhere in particular to go, you could bend to the movements of nature. As midday had become hotter and rain had become more frequent, you and Haku had taken to waking while the dew was still wet and the morning still dark, moving on in whichever direction he chose, and finding a place to camp when it grew too hot.

But finding a place is not the only step to setting up camp. You pull yourself upright with a groan and Haku waves from the ground as you wander into the woods surrounding the little clearing you've dropped into.

You've more or less entirely embraced Haku's habit of wandering. It's remarkable how much freedom there is in living as a civilian with all the safety of knowing that you are probably one of the more dangerous things on the road. Haku had wanted to see the world and you had wanted to go with him, to be with him while he discovered world without purpose but to live how he wanted.

Ahead, you could see the brightness that signaled another break in the trees. Your eyes widened in delight and you rushed back to where you had left your traveling companion.

He was already rummaging around in the bags for something and the tent had been released from its sealing scroll.

You sighed inaudibly. Haku preferred to keep his hands busy, but this had as much to do with his feelings of worth being tied to his level of productivity as anything else.

"Haku."

"Hm?" He looked up at you, his wide dark eyes alight.

You cleared your throat. "Come see what I've found."

Haku immediately stood up, brushing his hands off. "What is it?"

You beckoned him over and were pleasantly surprised when he grabbed onto your hand. You retraced your steps.

With a sudden burst of inspiration, you told him to close his eyes, which he did with an amused expression.

You moved carefully, but even with his eyes closed he never stumbled and moved with sureness. You were glad his eyes were closed so he couldn't see the way you shifted uncomfortably your neck in your suddenly over-warm collar.

"Okay."

You stopped on the edge of the meadow.

Haku gasped a little. The first thing he saw was a field of gold and white.

He stepped slowly from the treeline, graceful as a dear and practiced in crushing as few of the fluffy yellow flower heads as possible. He cupped a cluster in his hands, feeling the leaves.

"These are so healthy," he said. You could hear the quiet delight in his voice. "Dandelions make wonderful tea and they're good to eat, and there's a lot of uses for medicines-"

You bit back a growl, you weren't upset at him, but sometimes he really could have a one track mind. He was meant to relax! Not everything in the world had to be looked at for its utility!

You bit back a smirk and hummed as you half circled Haku with your hands behind your back, catching just enough of his attention before charging out into the field and spinning around, carving a path through grass and sending parasol-headed seedlings whirling into the air.

"They're also beautiful and smell nice and are soft enough to lay on," you said, darting away further into the wide stretching meadow. Come on, please come with me.

Haku's eyes darted to the yellow flowers and then to the incredible expanse of them. With a quirk of his lips he was almost invisible and then he was right behind you.

You laughed, elated as you raced him to the top of a little hill not far away.

Petals and drifting seeds had landed in Haku's hair. Heaven just might be Haku leaning against your legs while you combed through his long, silky hair with your fingers, brushing dandelion fluff away and twisting the dark strands into loose braids.

Even when you were done, he didn't move and you almost wanted to hold your breath, scared to frighten him away like some small wild thing.

He skimmed his hand through the grass, letting it tickle his palms. He held up a full headed flower, perfectly round and white like a cloud. You blew on it and watched the seeds float away. You brushed away a few that didn't make it far.

The air was heady with the scent of the field and Haku's hyacinth scent mixed with yours, thick in the air as you sweated lightly in the early summer heat, a welcome breeze wicking moisture from your neck. You drew it deep into your lungs to savor the clean, green taste, purring faintly on each exhale. All you wished for was more moments like these.

As the sun sank westward, it would tinge the whole meadow golden, gilding the dandelion covered field.

You too were learning to do things without a set purpose. You looked down at Haku. To let beauty rest without request.

Haku was drowsing in the sun, eyes half open, his cheeks and lips tinged pink and a flush just visible where his collar had slipped. You looked somewhere else, anywhere else.

His voice was low and languid and hypnotizing. He could name the birds that darted across the sky and the unseen insects by their sounds. His sharp nose could detect the presence of other plants in the forest. When he fell quiet and his breath momentarily deepened, you could hear the far off sound of running water.

You felt yourself growing briefly drowsy too and leaned back on your hands, tilting your head back and closing your eyes.

You came back to after Haku. The sun had not moved much but the embracing the brief lull in your energy had perked you up again.

"We could make dandelion wine," Haku said. Clearly he felt the same as you because his hands were trailing busily over the ground again. After a moment, he stood up and walked to a thicker clump of brush.

You watched as minutes passed and he worked his way along the outskirts of the meadow. Some seeds lazily drifted up after him, but before another quarter of an hour had gone, Haku had seated himself on the ground and started pawing about for flowers he deemed suitable.

He looked tranquil as always, but also vaguely like he was only doing this because he had to be doing something. The wind carried towards you a low, odd sound, almost between a whine and a growl, that stuck in you like a thorn. You weren't even sure he knew he was making it.

You shook away the last of the afternoon sleepiness and stood up, shaking dandelion seed from your clothing.

You were quick enough and Haku distracted enough for you to displace the pouch of plucked flowers from his lap and scoop him up into your arms before he could protest. You drew upon your alpha's strength and your training, pushing chakra through your limbs until Haku, tall though he was, felt as though he weight no more than a particularly oddly shaped sack of rice.

"What are you doing," Haku gasped, arms going around your neck.

You turned around. "You know what else you can do with dandelions?"

"What?!"

You picked up speed until you were running, clouds of fluff rising around the two of you as you discovered a part of the meadow where the stalks were higher and almost every single flower had gone to seed.

"Make a wish!" you shouted over the sounds of your own feet. Your heart was beating so very quickly.

"Why?"

"Make a wish!" You spun around, Haku was looking at you like you'd gone mad. "I wish to dance under a full moon. I wish to be light as air. I wish for a red cherry tree!"

Haku started laughing as you shouted into the sky.

"I wish to find sweetfish!" he joined in after a moment. "I wish to climb a tall mountain! I wish for you to carry me on your back!"

With another spin, you did just that, swinging Haku around so that his arms were draped over your shoulders and his knees settled on either side of your ribs. He reached up to drag his fingers through the rising cloud of floating seeds, laughing breathlessly as the wind stirred by his reaching sent them wobbling just beyond touch.

"I wish to see snow in July!"

"I wish I could whistle!"

"I wish my backpack was as light as Haku!"

"I wish my feet wouldn't hurt at the end of the day!"

All my wishes are that I could be with you. Maybe one day, I'll have the courage to ask you if I can stay.

#haku x reader #haku yuki #naruto x reader #alpha!reader #soldier anon #omegaverse #prompt fill #make a wish prompt fill #it snowed this morning #i feel like a lunatic writing about summer #literally gave myself whiplash walking back out into ice cold weather #io.omegas

[sineala]

It was quite the week for us comic Tony fans!

How would you rank the Tony issues from the haul? We had Iron Man #8, Avengers #3, I Am Iron Man #5, Avengers Beyond #5, Ults reboot (tho Tony didn’t seem to show there?), dunno if I missed any haha

Oh, man, it absolutely was a great comics week!

I'm going to list what I liked less first because I have a lot of feelings about Iron Man #8.

Ultimate Invasion #2

Technically Tony was in this, at the bottom of the first page of Howard's introduction, the one that was a straight-up redraw of Tony's introduction in Ultimates #2. Here he is:

I suppose that we don't actually know for a fact that this is Tony; Howard refers to him as his son but he isn't named. Like, for all we know, this is Greg with a dye job, or maybe Arno exists here. But I have to say that I'm pretty meh about the idea of an Ults reboot that doesn't include Steve or Tony (and, even more upsettingly, seems to have Howard instead of Tony); I suspect (at least, I hope) there will be some personnel reshuffling going on, but the amount that I have ever cared about The Maker is minuscule at best. Hickman just has his things he likes to write about and too bad if you wanted to hear about anyone else, I guess. (His original Ults run was not my favorite.)

Back when Time Runs Out was coming out, the solicits announced that the cover for Avengers #41 was going to reuse the cover of Ultimates #1, so everyone was excited that there was going to be an Ults crossover. At the time, I hadn't read any Ults at all, so I decided I was going to read Ults to prepare for this issue. The thing was, I didn't quite finish reading Ults, and I hadn't gotten to Hickman's run. "That won't be a problem!" I thought, naively. "I have in fact read Ultimates #1 and surely these characters are what this issue is about, since they are on the cover."

Then Avengers #41 turned out to be entirely about The Maker and Miles Morales and I was extremely confused. This was not what I thought I was getting. Why is it about these people? Where are the Ultimates? Why is a psycho version of Reed here?

Reading Ultimate Invasion is making me feel like I am having the exact same experience again, eight years later. I don't like it any better a second time.

I Am Iron Man #5

This is the last issue of this miniseries, and I really wanted to like it. For one thing, some of the variant covers have been absolutely gorgeous:

The creative team are clearly big fans of Tony and love him so much as a character and love his history and you can see that basically on every page of this entire miniseries and I'm glad Marvel gave us something that was so positive… but I haven't really been able to make any sense of any of it. They have some really interesting high-concept ideas -- like, #5 here was a look at the ethics of cloning -- but they seem to have a massive, massive disconnect at some point in the process between Having The Idea and Making A Comic About The Idea and I literally do not understand most of what has happened in this entire miniseries. I feel like if I asked them to summarize their comic I would probably understand the explanation, but reading the comic does not lead to understanding it, for me.

I was trying to explain this, and the best comparison I can come up with is all those issues of Doctor Strange that are mostly from the 70s where the creative team was clearly on All The Hallucinogens and you go to read a comic and it's absolutely gorgeous artwork but very little of the story makes any sense whatsoever and it's just like "okay, dude, you keep having fun doing your thing" and then you check back in a couple issues and Strange has defeated, like, the manifestation of his own ego and also possibly the concept of reality?

It's like that, but with Iron Man.

(Incidentally, the recent Doctor Strange miniseries Fall Sunrise was like that, if you feel like Doctor Strange comics have been making too much narrative sense lately.)

Avengers Beyond #5

Last issue of this Landy/Land series. Don't mind me; I really like crediting them. I really loved Derek Landy's work on the Cap-IM miniseries (I mean, who didn't?) and I think in both this miniseries and the preceding All-Out Avengers he demonstrated a really solid grasp of Avengers characterization, which is no mean feat in a series whose gimmick is that every issue starts in medias res. I think he's especially good at dialogue, and he really makes the characters feel like themselves without all that much space to work with, and a lot of the Avengers' solutions (like the Celestial blood thing here) seem like things they would come up with.

The downside, and this is not his fault, is that I really aggressively Do Not Care about the Beyonder. So I liked this despite that, which is a testament to how much I like his writing, I guess.

The other downside is every single page in which Greg Land has to draw a human face. I just. Sometimes he gets about 80% of the way but suddenly NOPE. The good news is that this series plays to his strengths in that there are a lot of characters with helmets and non-human faces and also there is a lot of punching which mostly doesn't show people's faces close-up. The bad news is that many of the action scenes still look like they're traced from porn, although at least not so much in this issue.

So I feel like if you can somehow ignore all of the art, like, all of it ever, you might like this.

Avengers #2

I really like Jed MacKay's writing, which is why this is getting ranked so highly for me even though really not all that much happened this issue. Plus, the art is good, and I felt that I could not in good conscience rank Greg Land's art above this.

Right now I don't think really enough has happened for me to be able to say whether this is a good run -- #1 was basically Assembling, and #2 here is Getting The Villains Together -- but I have a lot of faith in MacKay based on his other comics (I am excited to read his Black Cat run that I just got in book form) that this is probably going to be good. The dialogue seemed IC for everyone; I like how Tony is wearing his stealth armor here due to IM events. The villains remind me a lot of the villains in Death of Doctor Strange, which I liked a lot.

I do, however, empathize with the letter writer who says it doesn't feel like the Avengers without Steve. They could have two Caps. It would be okay.

Invincible Iron Man #8

Ohhh boy.

I have been looking forward to this issue since #7 came out, and I loved it (and the rest of the run so far) so much that I wrote 40,000 words of h/c set right after #7 because canon is whumping Tony so nicely that I thought he could maybe have some comfort. I don't remember the last time I liked a comic enough to write 40,000 words immediately after reading it. Maybe never. I wanted to get the fic posted before #8 came out and I did in fact manage this. Impressively, I don't think canon actually contradicts anything in my fic, provided you assume that there's at least a day before #8 starts. I also appear to have correctly identified several of the problems Tony is having in canon -- #8 establishes that Tony is not sleeping and not eating -- but it's just that Gerry Duggan has no interest in fixing these problems and I do.

I didn't think the whump could get any better than #7. The whump got even better.

Every interview I see with Gerry Duggan about IM, he seems to feel he has to apologize for all the pain he is putting Tony through. I don't know why he keeps apologizing. This is the good stuff.

So I had to do about a hundred pages of background reading to read this, because Hellfire Gala is something like 78 pages long and I had to read a FCBD issue too. It was totally worth it. I am very sorry to X-Men fans who are not Iron Man fans because I am sure they are cursing Gerry Duggan's name right now.

If you are going to read this Iron Man issue and want to have all the background reading, what you should actually read is the Avengers/X-Men FCBD issue from May, and then Hellfire Gala, and then Iron Man. There are several events that we get bits of from the X-side in Hellfire Gala and from Tony in IM, but the events themselves take place in the FCBD issue, which is definitely exactly where I'd put key events I wanted people to be able to find. Thanks, Marvel. And if you are a Steve fan, you are going to care, because one of them is an attempt on Steve's life. So if you don't read the FCBD issue first, halfway through Hellfire Gala you're going to be like "what do you mean, someone's trying to assassinate Captain America?" and, yeah, that's in the FCBD issue as well as a couple other attacks more relevant to the mutants.

I'm sure we were all expecting Krakoa to fall since the day it started -- look, we all know the mutants have a very, very bad record at creating mutant utopias -- but I have to say I wasn't expecting quite this much of a bloodbath and definitely not because Xavier decided to give into his captors' demands without checking if what they were actually asking him to do was happening like he thought it was. This seems to be a good argument for not negotiating with terrorists. I wasn't expecting basically the second Mutant Massacre, even masterminded by (an evil clone of) Mister Sinister. (I haven't read X-books in a long time but I have to admit that "Sinister is just not evil enough" was not a take I was expecting.)

Also I am STILL not over the fact that the evil mutant-hating organization is named Orchis, which means "testicle" in Greek. (I mean, yes, it also means "orchid." But if they wanted me to think of orchids they could have just named it Orchid in English and not Testicle.)

So, anyway, the result of the Hellfire Gala this year is that pretty much everyone who was at the Gala (as well as a bunch of other people) are extremely dead, except for Emma Frost and a small band of resisters (including, inexplicably, Wilson Fisk, and I'm sure we'll learn what his deal is eventually) who managed to teleport out to New York, which is where Tony gets involved.

(I am still not over the fact that Tony got an Avengers call for a DC terror attack, then got a call for Steve being attacked in Brooklyn and immediately zoomed to help Steve first. Priorities, he has them. Yes, I know, Steve was closer. Shhh.)

Anyway! You like Tony suffering? Then you will probably enjoy Tony fighting Sentinels, getting hit really, really hard, bleeding and getting concussed and begging for help and repeating that he's dying, as he wavers in and out of consciousness while lying on the street. If the issue had decided to make this the worst thing that happened to him, I would still have been perfectly satisfied because, look, I just wrote 40,000 words because I really liked how the last comic ended with Tony being upset that Rhodey had been arrested, punching his armor until there's blood dripping down his hands, kneeling on the floor. And now canon has made him suffer more!

But then! Then we get the very best terrible moment! Even better and/or worse than I could have hoped for!

Tony is at this point not entirely conscious, he thinks he's dying, and he's not very, uh, oriented as to reality, and that means that his poor suffering brain is making him think he's reexperiencing one of his past extremely traumatic events, and Emma, who is also now stuck fighting Sentinels, has decided to hop into his mind to help him out. So I was like, okay, maybe it's gonna be his origin story? That's probably pretty damaging. That's something anyone could come up with.

The thing is, Gerry Duggan has done the reading.

So the inside of Tony's mind is currently Iron Man #182. Yes. Tony is dying in the blizzard.

At this point, I had to stop and say AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. A lot. I think everyone else did too.

Like, I enjoy recreationally making fictional characters suffer and I don't think it would ever have occurred to me to do this. I am plotting the rest of an extremely angsty canon-divergent fic series ending in the blizzard, solely so that Steve can carry Tony out of the cold, and it would never have occurred to me that when Tony thinks he's dying his mind would take him right back to the middle of the blizzard and LEAVE HIM THERE, freezing to death, drunk and alone, with nothing. I could never have thought of this. It's perfect.

The comic doesn't actually tell you what it's referencing or that it is in fact referencing anything canonical, but if you are familiar with Iron Man #182's very distinctive cover art, this page is a very, very clear homage to it. (And I suppose there's a sense in which it's kind of a canon deep cut; the issue's a dollar-bin kind of issue and the arc itself has only been reprinted once, in pieces, and I think all of it is out of print now in paper. The people collecting and slabbing Doomquest et al aren't buying this one, as far as I know. We just love it.)

I think an argument can be made that the current one is more pathetic (in the sense of "creating pathos") than the #182 version, because for one thing the cover isn't itself canonical; that angle and alley aren't in the issue. Also, in Tony's dream version, he's surrounded by bottles. And he's barefoot. He's actually made it worse for himself than it was when it really happened to him.

And in case you thought this issue was done stabbing you in the heart, this is what happens when Tony wakes all the way up:

AAAAAAAAAA.

Anyway, then Tony surrenders -- because he has never met a self-sacrificing moment that he does not love; thank you, Gerry Duggan, for understanding this -- so that Emma can get away and he's now kneeling, unarmored, in the middle of the street, concussed and bleeding heavily, daring Feilong and his Sentinels to come on and kill him. Just your regular Iron Man cliffhanger.

I will take twelve more just like this one, please and thank you.

I'm still not over the blizzard.

I know it could all go wrong at any moment -- I have a lot of trust issues about Iron Man comics, clearly -- but we've had eight issues and as of right now I think this is definitely the best Iron Man ongoing run we've had in the past… fifteen years? Whenever Director of SHIELD ended.

(If any of you clicked on this and are not comics fans, you're probably wondering how fans of a character can dislike everything that has happened to them in the past fifteen years and still consider themselves fans of a character. This is just what comics fandom is like.)

#replies #visitant-dispatch

[haecien]

Fast pace.

" We're going to that place we shouldn't go "

Synopsis — You're both starting to drift away from each other like pieces of broken wood in the ocean but he's going at a fast pace whilst your left behind.

Paring — Joshua x G/n!Reader

Genre(s) — Angst, He fell first and lost feelings first, You fell last but fell harder, fantasy au

Warnings — Mentions of arguing, like some cursing at the end.

Wc — 770 words 3,942 characters

A/n : This is apart of @caratsland event! Please check out this post to see the other members works !!! also... yeah I couldn't help myself I made it a fantasy au, Its maybe cause I wanna play d&d SO badly but I got no one to play it with HAHA

So, how does this world work? Since its a fantasy au, of course they're different species. Yeah... this is going to be too long so the details will be at the end! happy reading<333

" You're going too fast baby. " you yelled out to joshua, most of the time it's you who always ran ahead but, he seemed to get out of your sight and was now deep in the forest. Almost completely disappearing.

You felt your wings flutter in excitement whenever you felt his presence, your heart pounding very hard almost feels like its escaping out of your chest. You loved him deeply, and he knew that.

What so who cares if you're both different species? You didn't care, You both knew you loved each other, He says " I Love you, " whenever we see each other in the mornings, he says it proudly too. He doesn't care if others are watching, he will say it loudly and proud.

But, hes walking so quickly. I can't keep up with his pace, the days go by and I feel like i'm losing him, he was always faster than me. I could never catch him anymore, It feels like we used to click so fast but now I'm finding it difficult for you to open up to me.

You walk at a fast pace and I can't meet it. What could I do even if I walked as fast as you? getting further away. I don't know, there's something about you I like a lot. I thought we would work, now we're arguing and making each others faces red, with anger. A year ago, I wouldn't believe that I would have been fighting with you, the one I said I loved.

Weeks of arguing and awkward conversations, did you just have enough of me? Now you never said " I love you, " unless I said it first. You never thought of me unless someone mentioned me, I wonder if you even remember me. I'm starting to think you don't.

You've disappeared, you left our home town. All your friends and family miss you very much, I miss you. The hands we're both holding have no warmth at all, is it time to let each other go. Why now? How come we've let it come to this, Why do we have to hurt like this? It’s no fun. Even when we make plans to meet up in the future I don’t look forward to it,

you sighed as you took out a piece of paper, It's been 3 years since Joshua cut contact with you completely. The jar of ink with your feather sitting beside it waiting for you to start writing you couldn't help but cry a little bit. It hurts how he sends letters to his friends, his family, but not you.

He looks like he has completely moved on while your still stuck on the memories you had together. Yet your still waiting by your mailbox just even a tiny gift from him would make your whole entire year.

It's been three hours since you've started writing, you're finally finished. You wrapped your letter in an envelope, you sticked on a beautiful flower, It was his favorite. He said it reminded it of you, so beautiful and delicate.

" My dear, Hong Jisoo

I'm writing you this letter because I still need something, anything, from you. I'm waiting for your response. It's been three years, I miss your morning "I Love you," perhaps even an apology. You allegedly tell your pals that you adore me even when I'm not around before stopping one arbitrary night. It appears as though we are now strangers.

How can I win back your favor? I've been wanting to express this in front of you without scaring you away, but how do I make you feel the same as me again? I had hoped that we would remain in love until we were elderly, but you left me far sooner than I had anticipated.

It's strange that it has been more than a year since we last spoke; I wasn't even aware that you would be going away. Even though you've gone on from me, I feel like I've already forgotten what your voice even sounds like because I still think about you every day. How a part of me still loves you is strange.

This entire experience felt real to me even if it wasn't to you. It's strange that even though we haven't spoken in a very long time, I still miss you.

It seems strange that after everything, I can still miss you. "

You sent this letter to the post office, it's been a week now. You still don't know if he ever got your letter, who knows? He never replied.

You're set in a place called "Καράτι" (I used Google translate so if any1 speaks Greek im sorry!!) Which means "Carat"

This place is home to many creatures a like, you have your common fairies, dragons, elves, dwarfs, and all those types!

Well ofcourse humans still exists but, eh fuck them they're not important here!

We will be focusing on 3 major species

Fairies, Dragons and Elves.

Who are the fairies in the story? :

Reader, Wonwoo, Minghao, Dino

Who are the dragons in the story?:

Mingyu, Vernon, Seungkwan, Woozi

Who are the elves in the story?:

Hoshi, Joshua, Seungcheol, Jeonghan, Dokyeom

General taglist: @woozvc

#✦cienlvrs.mp4 #seventeen #caratlibrary #kflixnet #seventeen imagines #seventeen x reader #svt imagines #seventeen imagine #svt fanfic #seventeen angst #seventeen x you #seventeen fic #svt x reader #joshua hong #joshua #svt

[harmonytre]

What to Expect Coming Up

I am still sick, but thought it’d be fun to mention all the projects I have going on and my sort of process.

I’ve gotten into the flow of 3 art -> animate an hour -> 3 art -> reference sheet; and repeat! Now the “3 art” doesn’t include warm-ups, which I’ll discuss in a moment. This usually varies but does have a pattern of priority to it.

Commissions (none atm, but one has discussed interest) -> Deadline art (contest entries, featured character, birthday gifts) -> “Required” art (raffle prizes [2 remain], Benrey project, 11 Bulbasaur gifts, 42 late Artfight attacks) -> Other stuff

When it comes to warm-ups, I’ve gone 32 times in a row of purely HLVRAI. It’ll still be thrown in the mix, but I’d like to add Pokemon and OCs as a chance too! Warm-ups include any requests I get, and those increase in chance the longer they’re there. Meanwhile there’s still the chance my random wheel will choose something like “Sunkist” three days in a row lol.

Now to discuss all the projects! First off, my next three art will be: raffle prize, a small special RTVS animation, and a doodle of my next hyperfixation which I’ll then open up for requests as well!

HLVRAI

“Cabinet Man” Animatic: A more long-term project that’s fully storyboarded so far, but I plan on making rendered (or at least colored) illustrations for.

I have two parts in my Multi-Animator-Project! One part is Benrey and Gordon focused, while the other part is Tommy, Bubby, and Coomer focused, so I get to animate the whole Science Team and that excites me!! (One part still open by the way, hint hint.) The MAP itself is a third of the way complete let’s goooooo!

Other animation projects include: “Two Birds” Tommy and Benrey friendship animatic (fully written), “Eighth Wonder” Tommy animatic (just an idea, focusing on the others first), and occasional clips or mini animations.

Benrey Fanart (and then the other characters too!): I have 12 people left to reach out to, but I gotta do it slowly so my account doesn’t get shadowbanned again (that was scary ngl). But once I do, the sign-up post will be updated regularly as I work and I’ll DM everyone individually as I finish theirs!

@sweetvoicecafe ! I am very excited to get this up and running! I have 3 references remaining, and then I can work on the introductory comic. (I mayyyyyyyy call for voice actors.)

HLVRAI-based OCs: This is a more minor thing, but I want to finish 9 more designs before Artfight, as I’ve only finished Joshie.

Pokemon

It’ll be a while longer until it’s ready, but I’d like to restart my Shiny Living Dex Challenge. And it’ll no longer be discord only, I’ll extend it to tumblr as well! Especially since there’s art prizes involved.

I have 11 remaining Bulbasaur/Ivysaur/Venusaur gifts to finish!

The occasional warmup, request, doodle, etc.

“Close Up Meme” Phanthop AU Animatic that I would love to polish and color.

“Never Love an Anchor” Hop and Leon animatic that I have indeed started (just an animatic this time, not polished)

I’ve started releasing collab (with @mr-web ) Art Podcasts on my youtube channel hint hint ;)

Misc.

Streams: Over on my Twitch (same name): I stream weekly (maybe more, depending on my new work schedule, just finished moving after all). At the moment, I’m taking turns with Half Life (nearly done with game one) and Omori (collab with Doglord15). Soon it’ll (hopefully) include Pokemon, but I’d also like to try Undertale Yellow, Portal, Hollow Knight, and more! As well as a return to art streams, that’d be cool.

Artfight Prep: I am mostly done, but remaining I have: 3 SVC refs, 9 HLVRAI OC refs, and fully updating my spreadsheet, which will also be updated on tumblr! (I may do this today, as it’s something I can do while bed-ridden.) Plus the 42 leftover revenges.

Among Us “Bark Bark” Animatic: nearly 3 years in the works but it’s chugging . . . there were complications with the cameos involved that hurt my motivation and the progress, but it’s still in the works haha…

“Haunted House” Vent Animatic: This is 2/3s of the way complete! As it’s something personal, I worked on it quickly after a certain event, but I’d still like to finish it. <3

New Hyperfixation: Surprise reveal! It’s Wreck-It Ralph (and specifically Hero’s Cuties). It won’t be a huge thing, but I’d like to doodle here and there, open requests for it, and draw up three AU designs that have been in my mind for nearly 13 years.

@theairshipexperiment : Yes yes, I knowwwwwwwwwwwww y’all are mad at me. It’s been three years and I still get people upset that it hasn’t continued. It’s not completely canceled, just very very slowww. I’m nearly done writing chapter 3, but that means there’s 7 chapters to go. At least I’ve started giving myself completely random reminders for times to write haha. It’s my only writing project atm, but writing takes so much more effort from me than art, I’m sorry.

@absurdamongus : Very low on my list, but I still enjoy their designs and would one day like to continue finishing their refs and maybe reopen an ask blog. An animated series would still be cool, but it’d be a long way off if so.

So yeah, a lot of projects and a lot of excitement! I’m going at a fair pace (when I’m not sick) and art continues to be my passion! <3

#hlvrai #pokemon #among us #ocs #artfight #wreck it ralph #HarmonyTRE

[willowisapillow]

🎊🎉 A Peachy New Year! 🎉🎊

💕❤️ They’re girlfriends, your honor ❤️💕

Behold, another piece of fanart that I’ve kept pushing back until now.

I was planning on drawing this earlier back in January, but some complications occurred with both IbisPaint and my tablet once again, and one mishap after another, half of my files for the art got wiped somehow when my tablet crashed for the 104897th time, and I had to start from scratch.

A very similar problem occurred with one of my Pride Month pics from last year, and this time I just said, “screw it, I can’t be bothered to finish this”, and took a long-ass break and moved on to other art projects. Eventually, I did come around and finished it in the end.

2023 was honestly just a rollercoaster ride of ups and downs. It started off bad, then it was eh, and it ended… not really great good per se, but decent. I had to miss out on a lot of art projects because I was doing online school at that time, but since I graduated way back in June, I have a lot of free time on my hands and I have a lot of exciting plans in the future ^o^

One positive of this year I have so far is that I finally watched the Super Mario Movie. As per tradition of me being slower than molasses, I watched the movie on Netflix, and I absolutely LOVED it! The whole movie was literally what little me imagined a Mario movie would be like, and the movie just was a whole lot of fun. I especially loved the references/easter eggs in the movie, I was just fangirling so much 😭

And once the DK Rap came on I just started singing along like there was no tomorrow. And funny story, at one point, my mom actually walked by my room, overheard my singing, and gave me a funny look as if she thought I was going crazy, which she wasn’t wrong/hj

I could go on and on about how I love this movie, but we’d be here all day, so I’ll just say my two absolute favorite things about this movie. My first fave is obviously Peach, I’m so happy that my girl isn’t being portrayed as a damsel-in-distress, and is instead an active team leader, she was just absolutely iconic. And my second favorite thing is Bowser. Jack Black has always been one of my favorite actors/comedians, so it was a perfect decision for Illumination to have him voice Bowser. He’s the perfect blend of comedic and threatening, he gave me a lot of Hades from Hercules vibes haha

As for the art, I went with the dark-skinned, red-haired version of Bowsette, which imo is better than the regular version. One, it makes sense to give her dark skin because she lives in a place that’s nothing but fire and lava, and two, Bowser is canonically a ginger not a blondie lol

And for Peach, I drew her in her movie dress but also combined it with her winter/holiday earmuffs and cloak. Also wanted to give her the Princess Peach Showtime bow because I’m still hyped for that game >:3

Here’s to hoping this year will be great, good, or at the very least decent 🎉

#super mario #super mario bros #the super mario bros movie #super mario bros movie #super mario fanart #illumination #illumination fanart #nintendo #nintendo fanart #princess peach #princess peach toadstool #princess peach fanart #bowsette #peach x bowsette #bowsette x peach #powsette #harold they're lesbians #women loving women #ship fanart #wholesome #happy new year #happy new year 2024 #peaches peaches peaches peaches peaches #jack black slayed as bowser #girl bosses

[jeonghoneyss]

hi, happy holidays btw!! I hope you're doing well! so, it's two days later but i come bearing offerings aka the fic concepts i mentioned. firstly, the lovey dovey jilix is basically jisung pining and writing songs about felix, while felix is asking for help with his own songs, the whole thing boils down to songwriting as a love language and sort of born from the fact that felix mentioned that jisungs songs are usually his favorites which i think about a lot bc me too lix me too, its all vibes and a lot of pining and jisung being oblivious. now the divorce minchan fic in simplest terms its inspired by a musical called the last five years which is about a couples failing relationship over the course of you guessed it five years, it's pov alternating and nonlinear which is fun to play with, its got its soft moments but uh it gets angsty. when will i write a chan pairing without some angst? idk we'll see (i suppose superchan is the exception (so far) lol)

also unrelated, but i saw your post about your descendants fic and my god its been years since i even thought about descendants but pls be so insane about it bc i can and will be insane about it given the chance so id love to hear about bc seriously idc what disney has to say it can be SO much deeper like those kids make me emotional if i think too much about them (also sorry for the super long ask)

hi, happy holidays! i'm alright, thanks. i hope you're doing well, too. thank you for the offerings, the jilix songwriting idea sounds absolutely SCRUMPTIOUS. vibes and a lot of pining and jisung being oblivious... where do i sign up!! songwriting as a love language, as well, i love that idea so much. as for the divorce minchan... it sounds painful but no less delicious. you now have me worried about superchan, too haha. but i am very excited for both those ideas omg!

as for the descendants fic! let me tell you, i am so insane about descendants and have been since. was it 2015 the first one came out? for the most part i've managed to keep that insanity to my... 78k 210+ page document, with the exception of (blatant self-promotion here) this little carlos thing i wrote earlier this year, but i would so love to be insane about descendants with you. logically i know disney just made descendants to sell toys etc!!! but it can be SO much deeper, like you said! i am going to be so deep about jay as soon as my exams in jan finish, just watch.

please don't apologise for the super long ask, i love to get asks and i've loved hearing about your wips! and establishing descendants insanity! please drop into my asks whenever you want!

#asks #allthefoolishdreams #thanks so much for stopping by <3

[smoozie]

...life series ace attorney au?

colour me intrigued.

I've already explained the jist of it here and expanding on some defense/prosecutor duos I enjoy here

I am so excited to talk abt this!! Feel free to ask more questions! I'm using this ask as an excuse to talk abt design ideas regarding the lawyers!

Starting off with Gem, whose design I've already finished!! She has a similar silhouette to Apollo's angsty Dual Destinies design with her (green) jacket over her shoulders because of the shawl(?) In her hc10 skin and witch skin. I gave her a white button up with a yellow tie since a lot of her skins have yellow/gold accents. I also gave her a corset because of the corset for her empires skin (now sure what season, I haven't watched her empires u-u). I've given her a single glove as a reference to her hc10 skin and to Athena's single glove, since I think Athena and her share some fun similarities. Finally she has some grey pants (Capcom give these lawyer women pants!!) And brown dress boots.

Unfortunately, Gem's design was the easiest for me! I'm trying to keep the defense side relatively simple as you'll notice in aa they tend to be (rip Athena). I don't want everyone in a basic suit tho so I am trying to mix things up a bit. Would love some suggestions! As for the others, I have some ideas

Scott's S1 Empires skin is actually perfect! It's that multicolored tunic that could easily be depicted as a suit jacket with a white dress shirt underneath. Could be fun to mess around with what kind of shirt he's in or a neck accessory besides a tie. Other than that I haven't got much for him. Ace attorney lawyers also tend to be strongly color coded, so a multicolored suit may break that aa feel, but uh it's more fun <3. I may end up playing around with the colors anyway.

Mumbo's design is actually the easiest. I had more fun with Gem, hence why she was done first, but Mumbo is already wearing his ace attorney suit design lol. I kinda want to play around with it a bit more, but I may end up settling on his self imposed aa design.

Scar has an extremely unique problem for me where he actually has too many fun lawyer-adjacent skins. Particularly his hc8 and limited life skins. They are both very iconic to me but would be difficult to actually mesh into one deisgn. Additionally I ADORE the color pallette of his secret life skin (og, but red is good too) but I'm not sure if I could include it. Altogether Scar is the hardest!! If I pick one route I feel like I'm losing so many possibilities! And I don't want to just copy one skin of his, like Gem I want their to be numerous references to different skins. May have to study the aa wiki defense attorneys to get some better in-universe outfit ideas.

I've been having some trouble with Grian as I wanted to include his iconic sweater without breaking the prosecutor vibe. The prosecution tends to have more wild or whimsical (see Nahyuta) designs. However, I think Grian may end up on the more simple side of the prosecutor spectrum, Edgeworth is a more simple prosecutor anyway and Grian is Edgeworth-adjacent. Come to think of it tho, his poultry man skin looks stupidly similar to Gregory Edgeworth. Could do smth with that maybe hmmm.

Etho's design is actually pretty straightforward from his skin. And he only has one to work with haha. What I'm picturing looks a lot like Godot's outfit, he even has a mask on lol. I'm probably gonna try to make it pretty unique, but it is hard to resist the urge to just turn those sleeves into a button up and that green into a suit vest.

Joel is one I'm trying to play around with more. I've perused his skins and haven't had any stand out as super lawyer-y. His default is fun enough to work with tho! Gem's comment of his weird vest thing as a corset is making me consider giving him a corset (he and Gem can match!). I'm trying to distinguish him from Shrek as much as possible while still keeping recognizable elements from his default. All in all I think he'll be fun.

CLEO oh BOY am I excited for Cleo. I'm thinking a lot of Franziska's silhouette with Cleo, focussing on extravagant sleeves, particularly relating to that blue dress skin of Cleo's. I'm also thinking of Nahyuta's detailing. Cleo's skins, to me, give the perfect amount of inspo without spelling anything out. I'll probably stick to her usual color pallette, but playing around with her 80s skin colors could be fun! Cleo is very exciting for me!

Finally, Pearl. When it comes to Pearl's design, her top aa influence is Barok van Zieks. I adore his cape and would really like to use it as a reference to scarlet Pearl. I also really like his soldier-esc getup underneath it, and while I wouldn't go as heavy handed with it, I am tempted to take some bits. I also really like Lana Skye for Pearl as a design reference, but mostly for her sprites. Pearl will not be crazy corrupt like her, but I would like to draw some parallels

#on a fun side note I realized after my post the other day when I mentioned Scott being rather calm for a defense #he's like Kristoph #like obvi there are other calmer defense than our main cast #but he is given me very similar vibes to Kristoph #I think the fact he has Jimmy as a co-counsel contributes to this #smooziespeaks #ask #dragonanswers #life series #trafficblr #traffic smp #life smp #Hey if ur just finding this and didn't look at my og posts and are upset I didn't include ur fav in this au #I DID #I only mentioned defense/prosecution in this podt #if ur fav isn't here they are either co-counsel detective or Martyn #Martyn being the judge lmao #ALSO #I know in the body here I mentioned Gem's silhouette was reminiscent of Apollo's in dd #this is because his dd inspired the suit jacket on the shoulders look #but her silhouette is ACTUALLY more like Sebastian Debeste's #I just forgot he had that jacket until now

[ryuichirou]

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Skipped the day yesterday, so I’ll try to reply to more asks today!

Starting with the ones about our LiliSil comic from yesterday…

Anonymous asked:

HOLY SHIT LILIA His thighs are not a snack!

(I would've done the same 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻)

These thighs are a snack much better that whatever Lilia was munching on in a previous comic… leg > spaghett

Anonymous asked:

Silver doesn't get flirting or teasing at all... Very sad..... At least his plump thighs must be super delicious ❤️

He is just way too used to Lilia acting this way I guess… this is like a default to him lol nothing special to see here. But yeah, at least his plump thighs are super delicious 🥰

hipsterteller asked:

I saw silver and lilia…

Ouch, got bonked …

Anonymous asked:

…

I’ll share spaghetti with the old dude. Not because I think he’s hot or anything, mind, but because I’m a pig and spaghetti is spaghetti.

I think this one was sent after the first LiliSil midnight snack comic, so…

Very valid, Anon, but I have to warn you, Lilia is a competitive eater when it’s 3 AM and he’s having cold spaghetti.

Anonymous asked:

Random Ignihyde student A probably: I’m living in an actual nightmare. Royal Sword it is then.

(this is related to this post)

Poor guy, I feel so bad for him, he’s just trying to live his life… these creeps would be happy if he transferred to another school though 😭

Anonymous asked:

Opinions on Idia being fucked in a cosplay?

Or being fucked by someone in a cosplay

Both options are great, and I don’t know which one is going to make Idia die of cringe, embarrassment and arousal faster lol

Whenever this scenario is mentioned, I always think about Lilidia first, since Lilia is kind of a nerd himself + wouldn’t mind dressing up. In fact I did draw this once, if you consider a maid outfit a cosplay… we might revisit the theme of cosplay in Idia smut sometime, it’s a very fun one.

Idia desperately needs to get fucked in a cosplay, that’s for sure.

Anonymous asked:

haha funny scenario :)

ok now actually draw idia whimpering and bleeding on the floor :))

:) Come on, Anon, why would I do something so mean to Idia? This isn’t like me at all, I would never.

Anonymous asked:

Good lord, thank you for the dark, twisted food you’ve been providing us in the way of headcanons. I’m drinking them in like water y’all. 😩

Thank you so much for enjoying them, Anon! <3 I am super happy to hear that you like them.

I really hope to finish the rest of the posts about darker themes and hcs soon; it’s truly amazing that people are interested enough to ask for more of that.

Dark and twisted food is our true passion 😔💕

Anonymous asked:

i NEED to breed those eels 😭🤚

Unfortunately, in this blog the eels are busy breeding Idia…

Anonymous asked:

Do ya think that in the heat of the moment Sebek would try to breed Malleus, not knowing , or forgetting) that it doesn't work like that (unless it's A/B/O haha) ? Like he'd get SO intense that even AFTER he'll finish inside his liege he'd get excited again from the thought of his liege carrying his- THEIR children.

I think the young hormonal horny fae part of Sebek’s brain could make him believe in anything, like if his instincts win over and his confused body just goes ballistic, which is very likely to happen if he is lucky enough to have any kind of intimacy with Malleus. But this is Sebek we’re talking about; it could go either way with him.

Then again, we did have a comic about Sebek bragging about being the one to breed his liege, so maybe he doesn’t even need to be in the heat of the moment to think about this type of thing. It’ll definitely get him excited in like 2 seconds though lol

Anonymous asked:

I headcanon that the Science Club members talk crap and gossip while doing their club activities. Kinda like stylists at a salon but meaner.

I think every club does that to an extent lol, Science Club too. Is there a reason you headcanon them specifically as being gossipers?

All of them talking shit about everyone… and then there’s Rook with his singing….

Anonymous asked:

Kuro x TWST au where Riddle is Ciel's cousin who goes to live with Madame Red and Grell after his OB. Skip ahead and Riddle is introducing Floyd to his family. Madame Red doesn't think highly of him but he makes Riddle happy so she doesn't protest. Sebastian and the tweels are three pees in a pod, so only a raised eyebrow and approval. Ciel tho goes full kink shaming. He cannot believe his most esteemed respected favorite cousin is not only a monsterfucker but also into THAT sort of personality

Come on, Ciel, you shouldn’t be judgmental, just look at your butler for fuck’s sake lol Plus, it’s difficult for Riddle too! He wants Floyd to behave properly, it’s not his fault he can’t…

I hope the tweels bully Ciel lol

This is one of those moments when I really regret Yana not being able to do a proper crossover between Kuro and Twst, all of these boys interacting would’ve been so interesting.

artfulhero-m asked:

It's been a little over a week since I sent that huge ass essay, and in the spirit of being extremely happy to be a cringe weird little freak, have you heard of The Coffin of Andy and Leyley? I literally heard about it weeks ago cause I heard it's what the Internet has considered "the incest game" so because of that, and the cute art of the game, I bought it weeks ago and finally got around to playing it and oh boy yeah the incest is very throughout the game. AND IT'S AMAZING >:) Literally the most toxic of sibling relationships, but like that's what's got my brain latching hard they're SO codependent on each other.

Sorry I just needed another moment to just kinda yell into the void in your ask box again if that's okay lol. After sending that essay last week while on the verge of passing out for the night not even 100% sure I sent it to the right ask box I just immediately got sick the next day, which took me out for the entire week lmao. Then halfway through the week I figured I was done with sleeping so the stars have finally aligned for me to play "the incest game" and now the brain rot for The Coffin of Andy and Leyley is kinda severe and only getting worse so as a result, just needed to know if you heard about it too lol.

Yeah, we’ve heard about the game! At some point it became impossible to avoid, and while we haven’t played or watched it, the discourse around it is fascinating and very telling. We are just very happy in general that the game exists, and not necessarily because of incest, but because it’s always cool to see games with darker and more problematic themes getting popularity and recognition, especially if this is the game where the main characters are kind of shitty people lol And the artstyle is cute, I agree! It’s such a pity the author got harassed, I hope it didn’t affect them in any way.

All of that being said, I hope you get good rest and have a good sleep every day. I know it’s easier said than done, but please take care of yourself, this is very important. I also hope you feel better and surround yourself with fictional toxicity only lol Enjoy your problematic brainrot.

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