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jaeger-pups · 6 months
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Hc: Dina called Zeke Ezekiel. His grandmother too. Zeke is just the shorthand.
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marswritesstuff · 4 months
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aot boys + writing their name on you
contains: armin arlert, eren jaeger, zeke jaeger, erwin smith, levi ackerman, jean kirstein x gn!reader
nicknames: darling (erwin), baby (jean)
warnings: reader and armin are implied to be in high school/college in armin's, reader and erwin are implied to be of drinking age in erwin's, mentions of drinking and reader getting drunk, kinda suggestive, reader's breasts are mentioned but never mentioned to be male or female
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armin:
When your relationship is still private to just you and your friends, he loves talking about you to the people who know. “My partner” this and “my partner” that- he tries not to be annoying about it, but he loves that people know.
When football season rolls around, all the players are giving their spare jerseys to their partners to wear.
Armin, being the manager, doesn’t have a jersey to give you, and you two are still trying to keep your relationship on the down-low until you’re more settled.
Armin pulls you into a corner on the morning of the homecoming game and pulls a sharpie out of his pocket. He grabs your hand and smiles, before writing “ARLERT” in big bold letters across the back of your hand.
He plants a kiss on your warm cheek before slipping away to his first class.
It’s subtle enough that not many people even take notice of it, but every time you see a peek of black while you’re writing, your mind floods with images of your beaming boyfriend.
(By the end of the season, you have a varsity jacket with his name embroidered onto it. You wear it to every game.)
eren:
Eren isn’t dumb- you’re hot as fuck, and he knows other people want you. He trust you with his entire heart, but still, he doesn’t like the idea of people who don’t know about you two looking at you like that.
So, like a completely reasonable person, after hugging you good morning, he drops to his knees in front of you and slips a hand under your shirt.
While you don’t know what he’s doing at first, he looks up to you for permission when he pulls out the sharpie. When you give him a nod, he writes “JAEGER” in small blocky lettering just below your belly button, then, with a hand on your hip, turns you around to do the same on the small of your back.
You appear the same when he pulls away from you to leave a lingering kiss on your lips, but all day, whenever you lean down to grab anything or stretch your arms above your head, anyone watching can see your boyfriend’s name scrawled on you.
zeke:
Zeke isn’t jealous. He doesn’t care if other people want you, and he doesn’t need to show you off, because you’re his and his only, and you both know that. He’s yours as well.
But… good lord, if seeing his name on you doesn’t turn him on.
One night Zeke brings up the idea. At first, he’s joking, but he feels a shudder run through you from where his arm is wrapped around you, and suddenly the idea is invading his thoughts regularly.
So one night Zeke presents you with a marker and tells you his idea. After you give him permission and pull off your shirt when he asks, he takes his time kissing all over you and worshipping your chest and torso.
Eventually, you run your fingers through his hair and guide him back to the topic at hand, and he watches goosebumps rise on your stomach as he writes “ZEKE JAEGER” in his curvy letters below your breasts.
The next day, whenever Zeke’s arm is around you, his fingers run over the faked ink through your clothes, and you shudder in his arms.
It may have started as a joke, but that sharpie never leaves Zeke’s bedroom again.
erwin:
One night, before you go out drinking with all your friends, Erwin gently takes your arm at the door and grabs a sharpie off the table.
“Darling, we both know you’re a… friendly drunk. I’d simply like to have some assurance that everyone knows you are taken.”
You roll up your sleeve and allow your boyfriend to scrawl “if lost return to ERWIN SMITH” in his perfect cursive across your arm. He places a gentle kiss over the ink after he recaps the marker, and then another on your lips before he leads you out to the car.
Hange teases you about the words when you get to the bar (“wow, can’t take you anywhere, huh?”), but your heart warms when you’re stumbling back to your car with your boyfriend and he finally tugs your sleeve down after a long night.
levi:
Levi isn’t quite so civil about it. He’s not incredible at expressing his feelings, but he really loves you and does his best to make sure you know it.
The first time he sees someone blatantly flirting with you after you start dating, he cuts into the conversation and drags you away as soon as he can.
Later, in private, he pushes past his own mental barriers and tells you, “I don’t like seeing other people look at you like that. Only I’m supposed to look at you like that.”
Neither of you come up with something easily to let people know you’re taken, aside from something like cheesy t-shirts (which Levi vetoes immediately).
A few days later, Levi approaches you with a sharpie and pushes your chin up. You respond easily to his hands, and sit still as he writes “LEVI” in his sloppy lettering across your collarbone.
“Perfect,” he murmurs, running his fingers across it when he finishes.
“Baby, I love the idea, but…” your neck cranes to see the letters. “You know I can barely read that, right?”
He doesn’t quite blush, but you can tell he’s nearly there. You take his hand in yours, smiling.
“Hey. It’s perfect. It’s you, and that’s what really matters, right?”
jean:
When you, Jean, Connie, and Sasha are hanging out, Connie dares Jean to write his name on you.
It starts as a joke, funny for everyone: Jean writes “KIRSTEIN” in thick letters on your cheek, and you both giggle, while Connie and Sasha crack up and take photos.
But later that night, after Sasha and Connie leave, Jean pulls you into his lap and kisses over his name on your cheek.
“Hey baby? Do you think I could make you a Kirstein for real some day?”
You push his hair back and smile. “A bit fast for that, don’t you think, Mr. Kirstein?”
He grins back and kisses you deeply, his hand coming up to cup your cheek and thumb over the sharpie.
“Someday,” you mumble into the kiss, and he lifts you up to take you to his bedroom.
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lyn-js · 13 days
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Dancing under the Moonlight | Prologue
Bradley Bradshaw x OC Reader (Nickname Honey)
Summary: After the Uranium Mission, Bradley Bradshaw decides he wants to settle down. Maybe even start a family at some point in time. But he felt so tired (and old) to be in the dating scene. That's until he sees a beautiful new bartender at The Hard Deck. Not only that; turns out she's Penny's niece, Beatrice. They both hit it off amazing, but for some reason, Beatrice isn't letting her walls down yet. But Bradley is going to get to the bottom of what Bea's big secret is.
Warnings: Swearing, angst, drinking, mentions of past abuse, fluff, eventually smut 18+, age gap (24 & 35)
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You’re hiding in the closet in your bedroom. Scared for your life, trying to cover your mouth so he doesn’t hear you. You suddenly jolt at the sound of someone knocking on your door. But you don’t answer it, you stay inside not wanting to be found. A few minutes later you hear the door creak open, your whole body is pulverized with fear. You hear footsteps all around the room. But you finally hear someone call out for you.
“Bea…Beatrice, are you here?” you hear a female voice. You come to realize it’s you, Aunt Penny. You let out a gasp and start to let out all the waterworks from your body and start to sob uncontrollably. You hear her footsteps padding her way to the closet. She lets out a gasp of her own. Seeing you curled up with your knees to your chest, seeing the healing bruises on your arms and legs. She kneels and takes her hands and puts them on both sides of your cheeks, so she can fully see you.
“Oh, my honeybee. You’re safe now. Nobody is gonna hurt you ever again. Okay? I won't let that happen.” You just let her hug you. You miss having a warm embrace with you. You miss that motherly love and affection. You missed the one person who truly believed in you, and who wanted you to succeed in your dreams. You missed your mom.
You just simply nod, and let more tears run down your face, but you feel your aunt wipe away those tears, and give you a gentle kiss on your forehead. The next thing you know, you’re gathering all of your stuff that you can fit in Aunt Penny’s car. Including some of your clothes for work and some shoes. But before you went out the front door you ran over to where the TV stand was, untape your necklace that was on the back of it. You knew Zeke would look for anything worth anything to you and pon it off. But you would never let him take this away from you, your mom got you a necklace with a honey bee-shaped charm on it for graduation.
You took everything you needed and went off with Aunt Penny to Fightertown U.S.A.
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(Bradley POV)
You were walking into The Hard Deck like any other normal night. You’ve been at this whole routine since the mission was a success. Ever since then, you haven't been able to sleep. Not being able to sleep alone for that matter of fact. You've always wanted to have somebody, somebody to come home to. To have a warm body next to you, someone to have a conversation with, actually talk about something other than work. Instead of walking into an empty apartment, falling asleep with no noise, slowly diving into an abyss of nothing. 
But now, you’ve found a group of friends that you can talk to, hang out with, and find a connection with people you haven't had in a long time. 
All of the squad was there, including Mav. We were all having a good time playing pool and darts, drinking, and making jokes with everyone. Until we see out the window, Penny pulls into the parking lot super fast. Then we all look over at Mav a second later when he gets a phone call from Penny. 
“Hey, Pen-” He stops talking, getting cut off by her, we can actually kind of hear her through the phone. “Hey, Hey… slow down hon. Okay. Okay, I’ll be right out. Bye, hon.” We all look at him in a confused state. Something wrong Mav?” Phoenix asks with a little bit of curiousness in her voice. Then all of us asked but with only our facial expressions. Then, he just gives us a confusing stair. Not knowing what to say after talking With Penny. “Rooster. Walk with me for a minute?” he asks looking at me. I just nod and leave the group to see what he’s looking for.
“What’s up, whaddya need?” I ask him with the same curiousness in my voice. “Penny…Penny’s niece is here, and she doesn’t want to go back to the house. She doesn’t want to leave her there. So, is it possible for you to just help me bring her into the back?” He asks you. You're just trying to wrap your head around your head the crazy information you've just heard. You just agree and walk out with him.
You both are out of the bar and slowly make your way over to Penny. When you do, you see her talking to someone. That must be her niece that Mav was talking about. you think to yourself. You see both of her legs on the seat, pulling them close to her chest, just looking out the passenger window staring into oblivion. You can see a little bit of the fading bruises on parts of her legs. You’re starting to put your fists into a ball, almost making them turn ghost white. Not a lot. Just a little though.
When you see Penny go around to the other side to collect her from the passenger seat, you see her cling to Penny, almost like she would disappear if she had let her go. But Penny just whispers to the girl sweet nothings and tells her everything is going to be all right. Then we walk both of them into the bar.
When we get in, the group looks at me and Mav. Wondering if we had any answer to what was happening. We just look back, and keep walking to the back where Penny’s office is. 
Once we get back there Penny sits her down and just wraps her in a hug and kisses her on the forehead. I start to daze out for a second, I can’t help when I see someone giving someone/thing else affection.
It always brings me back to when someone close and important to me. My mom. She would always make things feel better, and she would always make sure I felt safe, loved and cared for. When I lost her, I felt so alone, and like I had nobody else in the world to love and take care of me. Sometimes I wish she was still here.
But I snap out of my daze and focus on the situation before me.
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The only thing I can keep my eyes on are the pictures hanging on her wall, and some framed on the shelves. Some pictures were of my aunt and my mom when they were young. God, she looks so pretty. You thought to yourself when looking back at the same honey-colored eyes that you inherited from her. Others were of you when you were a baby, all the way up to a teenager. Graduation day, sleepovers with your best friend Chantal, and holding your baby cousin Amelia with her drool falling onto the front of your shirt. Even though you thought it was so gross, but you didn't care. You just wish you could just close your eyes and go back in time. Going back to when you were younger. When your amazing mom was alive. To when you were the most happy.
You just wanted to be left alone, curl up into a ball hide away from the world, and never be seen again. Not only were you embarrassed that you were about to start crying like a fucking maniac, but you look up for only a second, and you see a really cute mustached guy standing across from you. You’re on a fuckin’ roll Beatrice!! 
You see Penny crouch down on the floor to talk to you. “Hey Honey,” she said with a warm smile, I just muster up a half-one because you were feeling so tired and worn down. “I have to go back out just for a little bit, but I have someone who can wait here with you. Is that okay?” You don't answer just yet, but again you look up and see the cute mustache guy is still there. He smiles and gives a simple wave, not seeming too scary. You simply nod and she kisses you on the cheek “I’ll be back in a little bit Honeybee, if you need me, or anything just call out for me. Okay?” I just give a quiet “okay” and then she gets up to leave.
Both your Aunt Penny and the other man walk out the door to go back to work. Just leaving you and the Mustache guy alone. With nothing to do. “You speak up to him “You don’t have to stay with me if you-” he cuts you off. “Even though we’re not talking, it’s nice to have some company. Especially if it’s not with Bagman annoying the shirt out of everyone,” he says. I let out a little chuckle, but my smile fades a little bit when he tries to shut the door. “C-could you keep the door open… please,” I stand up and say a little loudly. He looks back at me and I cower back in the wheely chair. “Hey, hey it’s okay if you want to keep the door open. We’ll keep it open, we're playing by your rules. Okay?” a little bit of tension leaves your body, and you let out a big breath. Not knowing why you were holding your breath. You look up to him speaking again.
“Is it okay if I can sit next to you? I mean, on the floor if that’s okay with you,” he says pointing to the floor tile next to the chair. “Oh no, I don’t want you to sit on the ground,” you say wanting to put up a fight. But also kind of knowing you would lose because you couldn’t say no to this attractive, cute, and tall man. Snap out of it. You just met him, get your mind out of the gutter stupid!
“Don’t worry, it’s not a problem, I’ve been cramped in an FA/18 for hours. Sitting on the floor in a small office is a piece of cake,” he says while kneeling and taking the spot next to you. You wanted to giggle a little bit because of course your aunt has a small office, and you look at this man that’s as tall as a fucking oak tree trying to sit on the small, maybe a little bit dirty floor. Also seeing him scrunch his long legs close to his body. Trying to get me to think he is living his best life right now.
“I’m sorry, but I know for a fact that you are so uncomfortable right now,” you say to him, and starting to warm up a little bit. “Oh come on, I am living the life right now. Somebody get me a margarita.” he quietly yells out the front door. That has me leaning back in my chair laughing, which leads him to laugh with me. 
After your laughter dies down a little bit, you both fall into silence, only hearing the rowdy patrons from the bar. You see him stick his hand out and start to speak. “I’m Bradley by the way. Bradley Bradshaw at your service.” You giggle a little bit more when his other hand comes up to his forehead to salute you. You were a little hesitant at first. Not wanting to fall into another trap. But for some reason, you feel sort of different around him. You feel a type of warm, and sweet comfort from him, you want to believe in yourself .He doesn’t seem so bad. But you try so hard to shove warm and lovey-dovey thoughts in the back of your mind. But you just can help it.
 Just when he was about to drop his hand back down to his side, you put your hand out too. “Beatrice Benjmine. Also at your service.” You also offer the fake salute, then you hear him chuckle and take your hand to shake. His hand feels so warm, and calloused against your small dainty ones. You could also see a big size difference in your hands too, wanting to know what was also big about him. OH MY GOD BEA, What are you doing!!!
You snap out of your mind and come back in the moment. You both are still looking at each other. Hands still together and shaking. But you both drop each other hands and fall into a light conversation until you hear Aunt Penny coming into the office telling you it’s closing time and heading home. You and Bradley both decide to get up so he can walk you and your Aunt out to her car.
When all three of you were outside and walking to the car you heard Bradley speak up and talk to you. “It was nice meeting you, Beatrice. Hopefully, I will see you again,” Once again putting his hand up to salute you. You start to giggle. “It was a pleasure meeting you too.” you salute back. After that he walks past you to get the passenger door open, you give him a warm smile and get into the seat. When He closes your door you see him through the window smiling at you and giving you a small wave. You wave back when Aunt Penny starts to pull away, but you can see him in the rearview mirror walking over to a blue car and getting in, maybe going home himself. But you just stare back out the window watching the waves roll to the shore with the moon sparkling over the waves.
You want to believe Bradley is a good guy, that he wouldn’t hurt you like Zeke did. But you have a sense of love and protection he would have for his other friends he was talking about earlier. You wanted to trust your mind, but you couldn’t just yet.
Even though you just met him that night, you wish you could form a good and happy friendship with Bradley. But being your usual crazy self, thinking in the back of your mind. Only to hope it can turn into something a just little more.
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I hope you all like the prologue for this story. I have a big story line for Beatrice and Bradley.
Reblogs are always welcome. Unless you're under 18. I will block you. and comment if you want to be added to the taglist. If I forgot anybody message me and let me know. You will be added.
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Once again dividers are by @saradika
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seeingivy · 2 months
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method acting asks!
first of all, you guys ate the style chapter so bad EEK im so glad you guys loved it. more where that's coming from! been having the worst week but watching people react as they read has been super fun and I thank you all for that :')
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https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMM2wqGJV/ oh bestie...oh you're SO RIGHT. like y/n's nickname is princess but I definitely think as time goes on historia fits more of the princess vibe and y/n as the popstar. also some part of their friendship is loosely based on olivia rodrigo and sabrina carpenter, just like solely as vibes so
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https://x.com/erjgrs/status/1765732630643851685?s=46&t=Uk-oZnZapecdEA4wRzncKw real. a picture lana would post and the quote tweet would be y/n.
(this isn't a method acting ask but it's eren and legit the only eren thing i've written since july so it counts)
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hi!!!! thank you so much for the love :') i'm so excited to share it with everyone!
the opening and ending songs are the same! I make a shinzo sasageyo joke in the next set of tweets....I agree with you, I do think that they would write all the music that was included in the actual show and that certain songs are for ceertain characters
table scenes twitter reactions coming...your wish is my command...
vampire by olivia rodrigo, ding ding! one of my fav songs that I get to include i'm so excited eek. I def think lana would cover the song but I think the main like song she would write about ricky would be something like would've could've should've by taylor swift/goddess by laufey/ or history of man by maisie peters
I hope you have a lovely day too!!!! thank you so much for supporting me :')
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I actually considered going with heavenly bodies as the theme for this met gala in the fic (just bc that was litearlly the best met gala) but I ended up deciding against it. but I totally get what you mean,,, they would serve....
also a slight hint, but I did end up giving lana marilyn monroe kim kardashian controversy dress because that is something that lana would do. also in general, lana/clarkson's are based off of kardashians (if you couldn't tell) so....it fit
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HARD AGREE. I think whatever they bond over is something that eren just...can't do. like if they're watching a reality tv show and really invested, he'd sit there being like....it's fake just to get mad glares fro zeke/carla/and i'm adding colt to the mix. eren's cool with the kiddos (falco and gabi) but y/ns cool with the big brothers (zeke and colt)
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@najaemism omg I'VE ACTUALLY NEVER HEARD THSI SONG BEFORE but actually you're so right. also very mikasa during jeankasa meltdown.....also historia (more on that later)
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@leave-rae-alone HI POOKIE! don't worry...I disappear off the face of my blog like every other week. I hope you're doing well and take time to rest!
am I allowed to say megan thee stallion bc I am in love with megan thee stallion? but actually though, I think her style fits the character, she likes anime and this is an anime fanfic, and her using like stuff from tokyo ghoul as references during the nicki drama is actually something that I think y/n would do. also I just love this outfit i would include it as a red carpet outfit or something
hm. there are a few that @/bsenpai and I mention bc we actually talk about method acting everyday like its an illness. I think y/n and eren would do she's the man (that's the movie they've promised ethan cole btw), eren and y/n also do pride and prejudice 2005, I also think she would act as the daughter as interstellar. those are the ones that come to mind rn!
no comment. you did ask this before I posted the chapter tho but you like manifested that one hard so.
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LMFAOOOO. wait can I tell you the funniest thing....is that I actually think young gojo in method acting would be like young justin bieber. like i had this thought the other day when i was listening to somebody to love and i was like....ok chill out gojo damn. like I naturally think he would have that charisma and be one of the first people to pop off on youtube....but he would not flop like current justin bieber.
that's all for today. here are the songs + some hints for the next chapter:
see you again by tyler the creator ft. kali uchis, end game by taylor swift, and vampire by olivia rodrigo
an award wrapped in a ribbon
a red lipstick mark
smashing a crown
sukuna splashing a glass of wine in someone's face...soulmateism if you ask me
there are some of these i think you could technically figure out. but oh well, I will see you then!
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sanddusted-wisteria · 7 months
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Qi and names
A really, really random thing I've been noticing as I'm doing a second playthrough: Qi almost never calls anyone by just their name. Unless he's talking directly to someone, he almost always uses a title or a stand-in...nickname? Epithet? Not sure what to call it.
[VERY long post below, contains some act 2 and mild act 3 spoilers]
Grace: The frycook
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Elsie: The rancher's daughter/ranch girl
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[pardon the text mine, i don't have screenshots of some of the act 3 quotes and it's not up on the wiki yet]
Catori: The entrepreneur
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Justice: The sheriff
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Also combined with Unsuur: The lawmen
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Pen: The homunculus man
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Yan: "Your director"
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X: The bird
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Bronco the Kid: "The person seeking Logan"
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Pablo: "Our local barber"
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Here are the ones with titles:
Trudy: Mayor Trudy (but also sometimes just "Mayor" or even "Trudy")
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Fang: Dr. Fang
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Nia: Assistant Nia
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You/the builder: Earlier in the game/at lower relationship levels, he'll only call you "Builder". But later on, he'll always use your builder's name.
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(at Buddy level)
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(at Good Friend level)
And last but not least, those who Qi always refers to by name:
Mint (but he also calls him Sleepyhead, of course)
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Zeke
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Logan
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Matilda (though she's only ever referred to once and she's been de facto stripped of her minister title at this point, so I'll gloss over her)
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So uh...what's the takeaway? Well, I think it's an insight to Qi's idea of respect. All the people in the first section have nicknames, which are mostly light jabs at their character/job.
Contrast to the people in the second and third sections. If they have an established title of authority, he'll use it. And for those he refers to by name directly, it's someone he personally respects. Think about it:
Trudy is the mayor, the highest authority in town (and also probably singlehandedly responsible for his funding lol)
Qi's no quiet admirer of Fang's work, as shown by their few interactions
He respects Zeke as a fellow man of science, and a very persistent one at that
Nia is part of academia, advised by a reputable professor
Mint is obvious; he's his closest friend
And you! Take another look at his dialogue with you as it progresses through the main quest, especially after you build the mobile suit. He comes to respect you and your work.
Logan is an interesting exception, but I picked the above quote for a reason. I think he knows straight off the bat that the Logan situation is more complicated than other people say, and he sympathizes with him a little bit (even though he'll promptly hole himself up again and keep working after any Logan event happens).
I made another very long post a while back that touched on why Qi insists on being called "Director" all the time, and I think that's only compounded by this. It's a golden rule type situation, yk? You respect his titles, work, and time, and he'll do the same to you.
ETA: you could also interpret this as Qi viewing people as their occupations first. He's not the most sociable person in town, and he'd like to keep it that way (maybe). So he keeps a veneer of over-professionalism on by default.
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br1ghtestlight · 1 month
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btw heres my notes for my roudise biker au fanfic that i never actually started writing lmao but i think its a cute concept :) badass edgy biker louise and rudy being a sweetheart trying to befriend her <3
(and yes her "biker gang" is named after the one-eyed snakes bcuz she's kind of trying to emulate them in a weird way. she still knows them in this universe but they met earlier bcuz louise has been part of the gang since she was six)
"Louise Belcher was the toughest kid on the block, and the leader of the Three-Eyed Snakes—an infamous bicycle gang that had control over all the alleyways and ramps in Seymour's Bay, and bullied kids who were younger or weaker than them. Rudy Steblitz was another kid being picked on by the Three-Eyed Snakes, but that all changed when he decided to stand up for himself and his friends against the scariest nine year old he's ever met."
louise is the leader of a biker gang of kids who ride their bikes in the alleyway and despite being the youngest she's the scariest and intimidates other ppl including kids her own age like harley rudy andy ollie etc and nobody has ever stood up to her before. she's a bully and never emotional or scared of anything. even scares some of the older kids in her gang of bikers like zeke and chelsea. she goes by the nickname bunny ears and nobody knows her real name (except gene and tina obvs)
she and her biker gang keep other kids from riding bikes in the area and one day rudy and his friends (harley kaylee andy ollie etc) are all riding bikes together when louise shows up w/ her friends and she's like get the hell outta here this is our turf or whatever and everybody is like cmon rudy lets go :/ that's bunny ears she's gonna terrorize us and rudy is like no she's just another kid im not gonna let her tell us what to do anymore!!!! he stands up to louise (he's scared but he still does it) and nobody's ever done that before so she's a little caught off guard but she's like whatever fuck off
rudy keeps interacting with her etc and he wears her down. she offers to let him join her gang of bikers but he's like nah i dont wanna be mean to kids. louise can't be seen with him bcuz he's not part of their Gang but she likes and respects him
one day they're hanging out and riding bikes together when tina and gene call louise for dinner and call her by her real name vs bunny ears and this is the first time anybody's heard louise's real name and rudy is like. louise. your name is louise and she's like yeah whatever i have to go now and she kinda avoids rudy over the next few weeks
louise is worried that if rudy knows the person she really is then he won't respect her or like her anymore and she HAS to be intimiating so ppl wont fuck around or mess with her but rudy says he'd like to know the real louise and that's sorta where their relatonship starts and the fic ends. final line is louise being like okay. my name is Louise Belcher and im 9 years old
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littleladymab · 2 months
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FebruarOC - Xochitl
OOOHHHHHH SUSHI MY BELOVED!!!!!! She is my character for our Werewolf game (which we're playing TOMORROW) it had been on hold for four solid years due to pandemic (we play (mostly) in person) and life/job stuff, but we finally got to start playing again on NYE! Nothing like sounding in the new year trying to remember a game you haven't played in four years ;;;; 
(It was fine I killed something in one hit) 
Xochitl is the 5'3" alpha of her pack and team dad (her beta, Rory, huge 6'something, is team mom). One of the first notes I made for her was that her fighting style is: (ง •̀_•́)ง !!! and a little bit of (*`ω´)/――――― ●)´Д゚) I was nervous about picking up the role of alpha originally, but I made the choice after figuring that no one else would probably do it (and I was right lol) in the end, I'm really glad! I've had a lot of fun, and she's the right amount of impulsive (it is one of her flaws) to carry them forward, and I'm the right amount of "I can't stand awkward silences at the table" to keep conversations going. Whoops. 
She's from the Fiana tribe, though she's got a Hispanic name because of her father (Who was a Shadow Lord of Spaniard descent who left his tribe when he fell in love with Jael lmao), and she gets along most with her father who is also an Ahroun (meaning they're real good at fighting). Her mom had another child in a first... not marriage? I don't think they got married, but she had another child before she married Arturo and had Xochitl, but Xochitl never knew her sibling that well as they disappeared and presumed dead when she was still very young. 
And by presumed I mean they actually did die, but they're back now! Hah hah! And working for the Autumn King, which, you know, isn't a real thing, so totally normal and okay and nothing wrong here, amiright???? 
Well, We're going to find out tomorrow, because we're totally going to finally kill the autumn king and save Zeke's mom and ????? something Xochitl's sibling. 
the nickname Sushi comes from when the pack went to a bar and we met a group of Fae for the first time -- we were all being super paranoid about the Fae and you KNOW you're not supposed to give them your real name, except that Grace (the GM) said one of them was FC as Janelle Monae and I made some sort of involuntary sound and Grace asked "was that you or Xochitl?" and I went "(makes ionno sound)". But in her all her awkward grace, Xochitl introduces herself as 'Sushi'.
And then Ashanti (Janelle Monae) just won't stop rolling 10's when interacting with Xochitl and becomes instantly SMITTEN which now means that Xochitl is dating a really powerful fae lord of the winter court! And she's promised to bring back the head of the false king for her girlfriend! I'm so normal about them. 
AND! ONCE THEY GET BACK FROM AUTUMN! There's something in the sewers that has been encroaching upon Rat territory, and well it's not like Xochitl and Remy are a thing, but also, Xochitl has two hands and I wouldn't be mad if she and Remy flirt a little hehe BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY, She's been keeping in touch with Remy (who is also team tattoo) about the goings on, and at the moment the ratkin have it under control, but Xochitl is gonna help investigate and deal with it later. 
Now, generally, the pack is an investigation agency called City's Eyes! through a few different series of events during their investigations, everyone did get a gold lightning-scar tattoo on their body (hence the Team Tattoo) -- this marked them all as chosen by these lost totems, and so one of our big quests was to go and save all these lost totems! Xochitl switched from Clashing Boom Boom to Quetzalcoatl as a result, which is like, her learning some responsibility and really taking ownership of being a leader and not just going about it as pell-mell as she had been. 
She has been one of my favorite characters to play, and even with our 4 year gap, the one that I've played the longest (we've been playing since like 2018). It's so easy to slip back into her! And even tho she no longer has her chaos twin that was Theane, she now has another Ahroun in Tali who is also more Mature(TM) than Theane was and I think that'll help keep Xochitl on the right track! Especially because right now she's distressed because her estranged "I thought you were dead but now you're working for someone who is legitimately insane and you're going mad but occasionally you remember who I am to you and try to warn me" sibling is there and she REALLY wants this king's head to give to Ashanti. She only just met Tali but insofar feels like she can rely on her! And of course, she can always rely on Rory and Theo to help protect the others. 
Now, forgive me, I have a lot of playlists and a lot of pinboards for her, so I'll end with all of those! I've also uploaded her character sheet and her profile for free to patreon (which includes her gifts and weapons). Please know that when I roll to hit, I'm rolling a minimum of 9 dice, and then if I hit, WOAH BUDDY. What a satisfying sound!! 
Pinboards: 
Xochitl's Board 
Xochitl and Ashanti's Board 
"We went to a fancy party and all I got was second place in a tournament and also this fancy pinboard of outfit inspo"
Playlists: 
Xochitl's character playlist 
Xochitl's "Workout" playlist 
Rowan's playlist (Xochitl's sibling) 
City's Eyes playlist 
Xochitl and Ashanti playlist (ver1)
Xochitl and Ashanti playlist (bodyguard AU edition)
I told you: normal. 
Wish us luck storming the castle and killing the false king of autumn!!! 
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i love how you write reiner! can i pls get some relationship hcs? modern or canon up to you!
hi hi ty so much for the request !!!!! being in a relationship with reiner is like heaven. short n sweet, this is sfw…ish still safe for 17+ :)
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he’s definitely the kind of bf who would get too drunk when you’re with your friends (not intentionally, the man’s a lightweight okay) and when you’re trying to get him into the car to go home, he is just refusing. “i can’t get in the car with you, my partner will be mad” “i am your partner, rei” his eyes would get so wide you’d swear they’d pop out of his head, surprised someone as perfect as yourself would be with him.
reiner gives the actual best hugs in the history of the world (it’s true, he told me himself). he loves to hug you from behind and rest his chin on the top of your head while you’re doing anything. cooking, showering, standing in line at the grocery store. any time, anywhere.
protective. very very protective. someone at looking at your in public? he makes a point to wrap his arm around you and hold you close. if the person still persists he’ll kiss you n grab a fist full of your ass. sometimes you’re oblivious and flustered, other times you absolutely know what he’s up to. and you love it
you want something? you know reiner is going to do his absolute best to make that happen for you. porco and zeke would always make fun of him for being whipped but his response is always just “it’s wrong to love my partner?”
you often like to surprise him with things. it’s not always things like gifts, sometimes it’s dinner or you’ll wake him up with breakfast on a weekend. leave cut little love notes in spots you know he’ll find. he’d never admit it, but he’s kept every single little note or trinket you’ve given him. he reads them on nights he misses you or is feeling sad when you’re not around.
and he is definitely into cheesy nicknames. 100% will call you “love muffin” or “beanie baby” in front of everyone and pepper your face with kisses. everyone else cringes at it, telling you to get a room. has you saved in his contacts as “baby love” and will never change it.
he is a HUGE cuddler. at night he loves to lay with his head on your chest, listening to your heart beat. in the mornings he always finds himself holding you, taking in your sweet smell. he’d swear that was the only place he’d ever want to be. he could stay there for the rest of his life if you’d let him
when he wanted to propose, he went to pieck and annie for advice on what ring to get you. pieck made it a topic of conversation with you long before reiner had even mentioned it to them, so of course she knew exactly what type of gem, what metal, what shape and what ring size. and no surprise, reiner made all of that happen. of course you said yes.
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ty for reading. feel free to send requests, like, reblog, or comment!! ily ૮꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ა ♡
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jakey-beefed-it · 1 year
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Lots of people saddle 40k characters with even dumber nicknames than their already fairly dumb names. This especially applies to Roboute Guilliman, the primarch of *my* army that *I* play, which gets old fast. I’ve heard them all. 
For my own part, other than his actual name, I often call him ‘Rob’ or ‘Bob’ or ‘Bobby’ or even ‘Big Bobby G.’ Mostly because it’s fucking hilarious to me to think of the Avenging Son, Lord Commander of the Imperium, as being named ‘Bob’. It fits his perception as a bit of an accountant (look, he’s the foremost strategist of the primarchs, and the most important part of strategy is logistics, okay?!) and puts me in mind of Mr. Incredible, pecking away at a tiny computer with tiny glasses while his muscles threaten to burst his dress shirt. 
Similarly, the leader of the Black Legion, Abaddon the Despoiler, is actually named Ezekyle Abaddon. You could (and people certainly do) get Kyle out of that, but I prefer to call him ‘Zeke’. 
So sometimes I look up at my display shelf, look at my lovingly painted Guilliman and my lovingly painted Abaddon, and just think Bob vs Zeke and give myself a chuckle. It takes the whole grand 10,000 year tragedy and reduces it to like. A fistfight at a family BBQ. “Aw, jeez, Zeke had too much to drink and now he’s brawling with Rob in the parking lot.”
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zoomzooomfast · 1 year
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Style things in my SP AU
 so because I am normal about Stan Marsh and Kyle Broflovski I have a Bunch of headcanons around them mostly in high school and older that I haven't stopped thinking about for 3 weeks 
- Stan and Kyle are Both Bisexual and there TfT and Kyle is a trans man and Stan is Non-binary and uses They/He pronouns 
-In High school Stan Played Football and Lacrosse and Kyle played basketball and Figure Skated 
-Stan had a varsity jacket he just refused to own or wear it himself but he always had his partners waring them with Kyle ending up being the permeant owner once they graduated 
-Kyle dated Wendy for a bit in high school where Stan ended up having an executional crisis where he wondered if they were gay and he dated craig for a few months and then he dated Kenny for a bit after that. Then Stan had a mental breakdown to Wendy and Wendy told him if Kyle is cool with it we can be poly
-Kyle was cool with it and the 3 of them where together till Wendy broke up with both of them because they seemed better being just the two of them. 
-All of the core 4 ended up going to Denver for collage and the 4 shared a 3 bed apartment where even though Cartman and Kenny knew Stan and Kyle were dating they both came up with stupid reasons why they shared a room
-After they graduated collage Gerald offered to get Kyle a house of which he took up fast and Then Kyle and Stan lived together there for a while
-But Stans things that made Them fun in collage became a problem and Kyle was sick of him. Kyle kicked Stan out and told him if he can get himself together then he can come back into Kyles life
-Stan left South Park after that for 6 or 7 years just living in different places around Colorado 
-Kyle during this span of time got Married to a childhood friend Rebecca who no one in his family liked she was to quite for anyone in Kyles family or life to like her. They had there Son  Ezekiel “Zeke” Rebecca hated the nickname. The marriage lasted about a year and half after Zeke was born.
-The marriage ended when Kyle came home from work one day to find a letter from Rebecca saying that she was a lesbian and has been having an affair with a woman and left him to live her best cottagecore lesbian life.
-Kyle had a full mental breakdown with him ending up resining from his job and staying home most of the day high and drunk watching a box set of red racer that Craig gave to Kyle for Zeke 
-Luck for Kyle this around the time Stan felt like he got his life together he was a little shocked when they showed up to Kyles house to see his best friend who he knew as the level headed psychologist both high and drunk in a weird way it remined Stan of there dad.
-Stan instantly developed a connection with 2 year old Zeke. And because of that Stan knew he need to help Kyle get his life together starting with getting Kyle somewhere to go so he wouldn't just drink and smoke
-From Stan just trying to keep Kyle Sober and busy by just running around Kyle learned that he was going to have a second child and that caused a less fun round of  a mental breakdown 
-Kyle ended up working as a secretary for his dad till his daughter Tabitha was born and then Kyle felt the need to get back to having real job. So Kyle applies to be the elementary schools counselor which he got
-Stan very happily took up Kyles offer of watch my kids and you can live here rent free
-Shelia comes over a lot to help Stan with cooking and to just be able to talk to her sons partner because Stan would actually speak. The first time Shelia came over she asked Stan about an engagement ring and what season him and Kyle want to get married in. Stan was there was what where just friends we haven't dated in years. Shelia had to sit down and go back over everything that Stan and Kyle have done in just the past 11-ish months. and if Stan was sure they weren't engaged or hell even married yet given that Stan is in reality just a housewife
-Stans “Proposal” as just Stan sitting in a chair in Kyles living room asking if he could be Kyles “House Husband” and giving him a ring that Shelia gave to stan saying that Kyle would like it. and He did, Kyle also played it as very chill
-After Stan Fell asleep Kyle went to the kitchen and Sobbed over the Phone to Ike
I don't have the between of them Getting married and Zeke being 12/13 years so thats all I got 
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totally-not-my-drama · 5 months
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Omori AU
While I take a break, I'll explain a bit the Omori AU a bit closer
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This AU plays similar to the plot of Omori. That means there was never a reality show where the characters meet and they more know each other from the town that plays in. That means total drama didn't happen (at least for the characters of the series. If it happened just with unrelated characters is up to you). This is also a co written AU with my friend/ internet sis @ragefulbutsweet who helps me in certain things. We tried to make the characters fit their roles but of course there are a few things that are different with them!
plot (Trigger warnings, suicide):
This AU plays a few weeks into summer vacation, instead of 3 years like in the original game. After an incident in which a friend, Mimi, killed herself, the friend group that was once tightly knitted together crumbled under all the grief and shock. Now into the summer break a closed off Edith, seemingly never exiting her home, has to deal with the trauma of her best friend dying, while also trying to not lose herself in her own mind.
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Mike would play Hero in this AU. However he is the one who was like a bit randomly picked tbh. He has still his system (which I mostly rewrote a bit since I believe some aspects in their canon are not the best handled). He acts the most mature of everyone and gives his individual personality's a chance to come out and have their own day. However he is trying to gather more information from his system since no one told him what happened on the day the group stopped being friends apparently. Maybe if he gets a chance to talk to the old friends, he might gather information to help everyone.
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Cody takes on the role of Kel. While still definitely a lady man (his own words) he is trying to get the group back together. He first tried to talk to the others and while Mike was on board, it's hard to convince everyone else. Courtney has no desire to return to the old group and frankly finds it a bit annoying that Cody still clings to this hope when everyone else doesn't want to hang out anymore. Mikes system, especially Mal, is not all so keen on returning to the group either since a fall out at the beginning cause the split in the first place. They can't stop Mike however to hang out with the others. Ezekiel is going out of everyone way as much as possible, not wanting to see them currently, even if he gets picked on way easier that way. And Edith well doesn't leave her room. If only Cody could get her out, maybe the others would listen to him and they could repair the group again!
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Aubrey's role will be filled by Courtney. Story was she is the one who drift away the most from the original. Courtney (nicknamed Court by the others) doesn't become a delinquent like Aubrey does in the original game, but it doesn't mean that she doesn't fight when needed. She keeps away from the people of the original group as much as possible, maybe sometimes talking to them when they meet by chance. Mike is the one she is ok talking to, as much as it gives bad memory's, Cody annoys her all the time with telling her to get the group back to together to the point it frustrates her and she starts to resent Cody for it. She was neutral to Ezekiel, even if she was always a bit weirded out by some things he does being homeschooled for a while, but afterhe did something she deems unforgiviable she starts to dislike him alot, much to the dismay of the boy. Secretly she wants the group back together but she sees it more realistically that it can never happen and just gives up on that hope all together. Maybe there is a way to heal for everyone, then she could see it?
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Ezekiel takes on the role of Basil. He is the one who has like story and relationship wise a different thing than Basil. In this one, Zeke and Edith were once a couple. After an incident during the school year, both had a hard time with themselves. They never officially stated that they broke up, but they definitely both question their relationship. Everyone else believes too that they broke up after all the bad things that happened. Zeke, while still going outside his home, stopped meeting everyone as much as possible. run ins become running aways in fear something will happen. And while he tried to visit Edith a few times at the beginning, to ask her something, he gave up on it quickly and just stay alone. In turn this gives other a easier chance to bully and target home. If only he could see Edith again and talk to the others what he wants to say for oh so long.
The last major role is Mimi as Mari. In this AU Edith and her aren't sisters like Sunny and Mari, but more like really close best friends. She was a little bit older than the rest and always kept everyone in check, until at the end of the school year she was found by Edith hanging under a tree. It was said to be suicide and shock everyone since she never had a sign of depression during school. For someone however, the story doesn't add up and there has to be something wrong with this story! He has a feeling this isn't true, or is he just still in denial?
I hope you guys enjoyed this little ramble and of the AU and hope you guys are excited for more content!
Edith belongs to me
Mimi belongs to @ragefulbutsweet
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got tagged by @camelliagwerm to fill this out for an oc!! thank you!! doing zeke because he is my current brainrot lol
NAME: Ezekiel
NICKNAME: Zeke (most commonly used, everyone except for gortash calls him this), Bhaalbabe (from Astarion, Shithead (from Shadowheart), my Dear/Dearest, Bhaal’s Little Prince, My Little Beast (from Gortash—used with malicious intent/not affectionately though.), My Divine Conquest (from Gortash, as affectionate as a nickname from a megalomaniac tyrant ruining your life can get. it’s more of a title “honouring” zeke in gort’s eyes though.)
GENDER: transmasc bedbuge
STAR SIGN: Leo
HEIGHT: 5ft11/180cm but says he’s 6ft
ORIENTATION: bisexual
NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: baldurian half-drow + a drop of bhaal’s divine gore. what ethnicity is that
FAVORITE FRUIT: i can see him being a mango guy. guy’s got a massive sweet tooth he devours those things on the rare occasions his obsessions don’t make him forget that he needs food to y’know. survive.
FAVORITE SEASON: winter! mainly because it gets darker more quickly. zeke is a creature at home in the shadows and he just feels much more at ease moving through dark, cold nights. zeke probably has like. mild seasonal depression but instead of winter he has it during summer lol
FAVORITE SCENT: it’s not a specific scent but! zeke uses his nose during investigations/hunts very rigorously. so, anything that gets him closer to his target!
COFFEE, TEA OR HOT CHOCOLATE: he drinks a shit load of coffee to keep himself awake, but like i said earlier, massive sweet tooth. he prefers hot chocolate out of these
AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: i’m just gonna use this image to explain.
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DOGS OR CATS: zeke is a dog boy. he says that he doesn’t like having any animal around but gets so attached to scratch immediately lol
DREAM TRIP: a trip around the entire world! seeing all there is too see! learning new things!!!!
NUMBER OF BLANKETS: truly does not matter how many blankets you give him he moves around and sleepwalks so much that they’re all gone after an hour anyways
RANDOM FACT: i imagine that when zeke goes into his “hunting mode” all of his senses are sharpened insanely. better nose (mentioned above), better eyesight, etc.
tagging @offsidekineticist @todderwodders and @biohazardblade if you wanna do this as well! no pressure though <3
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lyn-js · 6 days
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Dancing under the Moonlight | Chapter 1. Center Stage
Bradley Bradshaw x OC Reader (Nickname Honey)
Summary: After the Uranium Mission, Bradley Bradshaw decides he wants to settle down. Maybe even start a family at some point in time. But he felt so tired (and old) to be in the dating scene. That's until he sees a beautiful new bartender at The Hard Deck. Not only that; turns out she's Penny's niece, Beatrice. They both hit it off amazing, but for some reason, Beatrice isn't letting her walls down yet. But Bradley is going to get to the bottom of what Bea's big secret is.
Warnings: Swearing, angst, drinking, mentions of past abuse, fluff, eventually smut 18+, age gap (24 & 35)
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You're dancing, swaying with the music, feeling your body finally letting go of the stress, pain, and loss from the real world. Once you get on that stage, everything melts away.
Once the dance was over all of you moved seductively off the stage getting some whistles from the guys in the audience. After you made your way off you all giggled and waiting to change for the next dance. You lock arms with your Best Friend Chantal trying not to get separated from each other until you reach the dressing rooms. You both unlock from one another and sit down at your stations. Luckily you're seated next to each other so you both can still chat while getting ready. 
When wiping off your smudged and sweaty makeup from your last performance, you suddenly hear a ping from your phone that was on the table.
You drop everything you're doing, and see it was a text from Bradley. Your whole face lights up, and you try to unlock your phone as fast as you possibly can and open the message.
B🐓: Hey Bea, what are you up to on this fine evening? You: Oh ya know, just sitting down reading a good book. What about you? Jamming out with Jerry Lee Lewis. 🙂 B🐓: Hey J.L.L. happens to be a classic. Thank you very much. And what if I did tell you I was?
You laugh out loud when you read the last text, you knew he was an old soul when you two were talking about music the other night. You want to reply, but the backstage assistant Sean said curtain time was in 5 minutes. You drop your phone and finish your eye makeup. You look over and see Chantal looking at you with a smirk on your face. 
“What C?” you stand up, unzipping your costume to get changed into another, looking at her in the mirror “Oh nothing, are you talking to loverboy again?” she tries to say innocently. But she says it loudly, to make sure everyone can hear. Everybody around you keeps making “oohs” and loudly whistles. She started to catch on when you were glued to your phone for the last couple of days at rehearsal. Then finally telling her about Bradley, and your awkward, yet really sweet encounter.
Your cheeks burn up at the thought of actually being together with Bradley, and for him to think he could have feelings for you. But you try to wipe that from your mind.
You never liked lying to anyone, but now you most certainly don’t want to lie to Bradley. But, How could he ever possibly be with you after you tell him you're basically a stripper? You get paid to show off your body and dance on a stage. He certainly wouldn’t want you after that.
Plus Zeke always made you feel bad about your career. Calling you the worst possible names you could think of because you showed off your body, and flirted with the customers. But you’ve tried to tell him multiple times you were never flirting with the audience because you were on stage most of the night. And the only free time you had was when you were backstage taking a 5-minute breather, or getting ready for the next performance.
“He doesn’t know. Does he?” Chantal asks while getting up to come stand next to you. You don’t answer, you finally get undressed, and put on your other costume. But you stop when you feel her wrap her in her arms around you, so you can let some tears fall down your face.
You and Chantal have been best friends since you could remember. You both met in junior high when she was the new girl at school, one day at lunch she was getting picked on, and being making fun of her for what she was wearing, and what she looked like. One of the idiot students decided to be bold and yank on one of her braids. With one broken arm, two bloody noses, (obviously not you two), and one big lecture from the principal, you two were glued to the hip ever since. You both know each other like the backs of each other's hands. So she knows what's going on with you all the time.
You let out a sigh while trying to put on your outfit, but she cuts in and helps you finish zipping up the back. “Why don’t you tell him? You are obviously into him,” you still are silent, but give her a little nod. “Then why don’t you go for it, Honey? What’s the problem?” After she finishes zipping you up you turn to her. “He deserves someone better.” She wanted to say something else to you, but your conversation was interrupted by Sean sneaking his way through you and Chantal. “Honey, we all deserve someone better. But right now you all need to get your little buns on stage.” You roll your eyes kiss him on the cheek, and walk back to your station. You put on a final coat of lipstick, grab your police cap making sure it fits snugly over your volumed and curled-out hair, go walk on stage, and get in your stance with the rest of the group. The next thing you know, the spotlight is turned on you.
It’s Showtime.
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(Bradley’s POV)
God, I can’t get enough of that girl. As soon as we started talking I wanted to know more about her. What does she like to do in her free time, what’s her job, her favorite hobby, and what she likes to do for fun? 
Now you sound like a crazy stalker right now.
But every time you think of her, you want to know more. You’re being pulled in. You gravitate towards her, and you can’t get enough. You never really opened up that much around a person at all. Not even the squad, but she feels so different from everyone else.
After the first time you met Bea, around those last couple of days, she would come by The Hard Deck and sit at the bar wanting to be near Penny. As soon as you would see her walk in, you would ditch the group to go see her and chat a little bit. You wanted to get to know her, wanted to see what she was like. We both talk about where we grew up, and what our families are like. I even talked to her a little bit about my mom. 
With the other relationships, I’ve had over the past couple of years it was always a tough subject to bring up. They would always pressure me and make me talk about what happened, and every time I would always get emotional and put my walls up and never want to talk about it again.
That was the deal breaker in why they never lasted, but when I was around Bea, she would never force me to answer the questions, she let me take my time with what I was going to say. She made me feel comfortable for who I was, and I knew she would never put that against me. And over those past couple of days, the group caught on when I would leave, and ditch them to go hang out with the “mystery girl” at the bar, they would call her. Eventually, I told them about Beatrice, and they knew for a fact that I was smitten with her. Any chance they would get, whether it was at work, in the air, or even when we would hang out for a movie night they would always make fun of me(Mostly Nat)for having a crush, and not telling her how I feel.
But I wanted to give Bea some space. I knew she just got out of something traumatic, and I didn’t want to force anything onto her. 
Plus She was young. She would move on to the next young, good-looking guy she sees and leave me in the dust. She deserves more. She also wouldn’t know how to deal with me being on deployment, always being gone for weeks, maybe months at a time. I know she wouldn’t want to wait for someone like me. You snap out of your mind when putting the Bronco in park, and making your way into The Hard Deck. 
When I walk in I immediately spot the group at the pool tables as usual, and make my way over. When I got there I made my way over to sit next to Bob who was chewing on some peanuts. We make casual conversation until Phoenix comes over with her pool stick. “Bradshaw, whaddya doing hear? I thought you were staying in?” She asks in a curious tone. “Oh, ya know. Wanted to get some fresh air, might stop in here for a little bit.” But I know this woman can see right through my bullshit, and knows why I’m here.
“You're lying B,” she tells me straight forward, not really giving me anytime time to make an excuse. But I do anyway. “What are you talking about? I wanted to come see you guys. Is that a problem to see my friends, Nat?” “She hasn't texted you back!” she sing songed the words to me. I just wanted to tell her off saying it wasn’t the problem. 
But that was the problem.
“Dude she’s probably at work, or she’s at home.”Payback chimed in, and then Fanboy “Yeah, she’ll text you later probably, don’t get in a fret.” now I’m starting to get a little annoyed. But, they might be right, she probably is at home doing something.
Pulse, the question work for Beatrice was always a little rocky when I tried to ask her what she does. At first, she didn’t answer, so I didn’t want to push her since she didn’t do it to me. But I asked her again and she gave me a made-up answer. “Oh yeah. I’m also working at a dinner not far from here.” And I know that she just got hired by Penny to work at the Hard Deck part-time. I just wanted her to tell me the truth.
But I’m not the type of guy to make her tell me something she doesn’t want. I’m gonna give her space until she wants to tell me.
“Does everyone want to be in my dating life, and give me advice?” “well, technically you're not dating her.” I look over to see the one and only Hangman. “To be honest it’s none of your business, okay?” you tell him with an annoyed tone, not really in the mood to speak with him.
“All I’m sayin’ Rooster, if you don’t make a move, I might have to go after her myself?” When the words fall out of his mouth, my fists clench at my sides and I flare my nostrils. “Back off Man.” You try and walk over to where he is standing, just to give him a piece of your mind, but Ruben, and Bob are holding you back a little bit. Not letting you get near Jake. 
When he sees you try and move over towards him he backs up and puts his hands up in surrender with a smug smirk on his face. “Whoa, whoa, whoa, Rooster. No need to get your feathers ruffled. It’s not like you're dating her.” 
That’s all you hear from him, then he walks away to go over to the dart board. But you see javy gives you an apologetic look and walks over to where Jake is now. You just give him a silent nod and let him walk away. After that guys back off you want to go out back and cool off a little, so you do.
After a couple of minutes to yourself to blow off some steam, you hear someone come out.
“Hey, why don’t you tell her how you feel? By the way, you two are texting every minute, she might feel the same way?” She tries to say in a sympathetic tone. But it doesn’t work, and she knows it.
“You caught on to that, didn’t you?” you ask, and then let out a chuckle. “Dude, your phone is practically jammed in your face anytime we are on break. So yeah, everybody knows.”
“She deserves better,” was the only thing I could say to her. She just gives me a sigh and turns to go back inside to finish her game of pool with the other guys. I sit back on one of the chairs that are outside and look out into the sunset.
Trying to find a real reason why Beatrice would go for a guy like me. But also trying to think if she actually would be interested in me. 
So now, I’m sitting here thinking about the one person I can’t be with just yet.
(Back to your POV)
Chantal dropped me off at Aunt Penny’s house an hour ago, I’ve just finished getting out of the shower trying to get all of the glitter, seat, and hairspray off my body and just trying to unwind and maybe watch a movie with Aunt Penn and Amelia. 
But I realized I forgot to text Bradley back when I was at the club. 
He might think I don’t like him anymore. What?? STOP it, Bea?!?
So you decide to just skip the text and just call him. Within the second ring, he picked up the call. Your heart was beating so hard you thought he could hear it over the phone. 
“Hello pretty girl, what do I owe the pleasure this evening.” the nickname sent chills throughout your whole body, with little butterflies in your stomach.
You could only remember your mom calling you “Honeybee” and some other nicknames. But you could never remember the last time one of your boyfriends called you something. Especially Zeke.
You try and speak without letting out a whimper. “Oh, n-nothing. Just got out of the shower and lying in bed.” You may be imagining things, but it’s possible that you heard a groan on the other end. Your eyes widened a little bit when you finally remembered what you said a couple of seconds ago. But you try not to think about it too much and continue with your conversation with him. instead of not thinking about how you just made this guy get turned on.
“H-hey, I’m sorry I didn’t text you sooner. We had a busy night at the dinner.” You close your eyes, and feel a pool of guilt build up in your stomach.
I wish I wouldn’t lie to him. But this is the nicest guy I’ve met in a long time. I don’t want him flying for the hills when I tell him I’m an exotic dancer. I don’t want to lose him just yet so for now. Just put on a show like you normally do every other night.
“Oh, no worries Bea, I had some time to distract myself at the bar.” Another chill was sent through your spine, but not the fun, happy kind, the worried and a little bit jealous kind. 
I mean, you’re not even together, so it’s okay for him to flirt with other people. But for some reason, you don't want him to flirt with anyone else, you want him for only you-
“What I mean by distraction, I meant hanging out with my squad. So don’t worry about your pretty little head thinking I was with another girl. Okay?” 
You just give him a quiet “okay” and continue with your flirtatious conversation. Before you could say anything else he spoke up again,
“So, the squad wanted to go bowling this weekend, and I was wondering if you were free, you could come with. Maybe I can introduce you to the group?” 
There was a growing smirk on your face, “They can’t shut up about us, can they?” on the other end you heard him let out a hardy laugh, then that made you giggle. You hear him die down from your comment and hear them speak again. 
“Well, my friends would like to know who is taking up all my free time pretty girl.” You flop down back on the spare bed that Penny let you borrow, and just smile from ear to ear.
“Well, I’m working at the bar in the afternoon, but maybe we can all meet up there and make our way out? I’ll also try and see if some of my friends from the dinner would come to?” “Yeah, that sounds like a date. I’ll let you go and talk to ya later.” You both say your goodbyes and get off the call. The next second you start kicking your feet up in the air and scream into the pillow that was next to you. 
You try and collect yourself when you walk back downstairs to have a little movie night with Aunt Penny and Amelia, you gather all of the junk food that you can and pile it onto the coffee table.
When the movie started, Ames and I curled up next to Penny so that she was squished between the two of you with blankets all around you getting nice and warm.
When the movie is playing, your mind drifts back to your conversation with Bradley. You knew he didn’t me to say “It sounds like a date,” it might have just slipped out, and he probably might not remember saying that to you when you see him at the bar this weekend. But a part of you wanted to feel like he meant it. For real. You could only imagine what I would be like to date Bradley Bradshaw.
You could only Imagine.
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jimmypesto · 1 year
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Zekina 7 for the Christmas prompts?
zekina + love confessions in the snow!
Getting her own cell phone opens up a whole new world for Tina. No longer concerned that parents will catch a glimpse of her texts, she’s much more comfortable messaging boys whenever she wants.
Well, lately she’s only been messaging one boy. Zeke, as it turns out, has a real knack for things like note writing and flirtatious texts. It’s one of the many things that’s endeared him to her. Tina eagerly awaits his messages, and they often stay up talking far later than they should.
Zeke’s been in her contacts since middle school, when they were partners for a presentation on Wagstaff alumni. Back then, his contact name was basic. Unadorned. His first name and nothing else.
Halfway through freshman year, when a friendship truly began to blossom between them, Tina switched things up. She added a chef’s hat emoji next to his name. It was a reference to his natural cooking skills, but it also indicated a level up in closeness. There was something oddly intimate about knowing which emojis best capture a person.
Nowadays, when Tina gets a text from Zeke, her phone lights up with a string of multicolored hearts. It’s not the contact listing of a friend. It’s certainly not the way someone would label an acquaintance. Zeke is her boyfriend now, and he’s got the emojis to show it. Every time Louise sees his contact name, she gags.
Lying in her bed on a frigid night, Tina’s heart thumps excitedly when she hears buzzing from her nightstand. Freeing her hands from where she’s hidden them inside her sleeves, she quickly slips her glasses on. Checking her phone’s latest notification, she sees that the text came from Zeke.
hi sunshine
Her heart flutters at the nickname.
come downstairs for a surprise :)
Defying the laws of nature, Tina’s heart beats impossibly faster. A boy coming to visit her in the middle of the night? That’s romcom stuff! Rushing out of bed, Tina tries not to distract herself with needless questions.
She would be lying, if she said she hasn’t had her doubts about she and Zeke’s new relationship. They’re four months in at this point, but she still worries every day about their pacing. Is this too slow? Too fast? Am I doing any of this right?
It’s a weird feeling, being with someone who makes it obvious how much he cares for her. When Zeke goes to great lengths to express his affection, it just puts Tina on higher alert. This is too good to be true. She often tells herself. When are we gonna crash and burn? Zeke texts again.
and bring your best coat, don’t want u getting cold out here
Admittedly hesitant about breaking rules, Tina just doesn’t have it in her to turn away from a romantic gesture. She texts back.
One sec.
Tina tilts her chin down, giving her own pajamas a once over. They’re pink and thermal, long sleeves and pants that go down to her ankles. She hopes Zeke doesn’t find them too dorky. Throwing on her winter coat, Tina shivers at the mere thought of going outside. It’d been below twenty when she went to bed, and the temperature only sinks as the night goes on.
Bracing herself for the cold, Tina tosses the well worn ladder out of her bedroom window. When it knocks against the wall of the building, she’s briefly stricken with a fear of being caught. Holding her breath as she listens for the sounds of waking parents, Tina sighs with relief when the apartment remains silent.
Knowing her tendency to trip, Tina lowers herself down the ladder with great caution. Though she can’t see Zeke due to the way she’s facing, she feels him hover behind her protectively, ready to catch her if need be.
“Hey there, Tina girl.” He says, taking her hand to help her land firmly on her feet.
The nighttime air seeps in through her coat, as her sneakers sink into the cold, wet snow blanketing the ground. When Zeke sees her cross her arms over her chest, his hand goes instantly to his zipper. Tina puts up a hand to stop him.
“Don’t.” She says simply. “I don’t want you to freeze.”
Offering a girl your coat while you’re standing in the snow probably falls into the category of stupidly gallant, but Tina doesn’t mind. Zeke is the thoughtful type. She never wants that tendency to go away.
“Right, right.” He says. “Sorry for bringin’ us out in the cold, by the way. I’ve just been missin’ ya like crazy.”
He brings her hand to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss to her knuckles.
“I missed you, too.” Tina admits.
The old fashioned romance of a kiss to the hand sends her reeling. Zeke is the door-holding, jacket-offering, hand-kissing kind of thoughtful. Admiring the flush of red in his cheeks, it occurs to Tina that he’d mentioned a surprise. Stretching her arms out, she lets Zeke do the work of pulling her in for a hug.
“So, what made you decide to come over?” She asks, resting her head on his shoulder.
He’s sturdy, holding her against him like he wants to shield her from the cold. Tina thinks she could fall asleep right here, standing up in the cold as he holds onto her waist. When she finally does pull away, Zeke’s smiling sheepishly.
“You have no idea how hard it is to be away from ya.” He explains, embarrassed. “Besides, I said I had a surprise, didn’t I? I made you these.”
With a free hand, he reaches into his coat and supplies a red-lidded Tupperware. The cookies stacked inside look homemade and gooey, making Tina’s stomach growl.
“Red velvet.” Zeke says with a shrug. “Didn’t think your favorite could wait until morning.”
Tina’s favorite cookie had always been oatmeal raisin, but Zeke’s red velvet recipe is a real game changer. They’re rich and fluffy with a sweet layer of cream cheese frosting on top.
“Oh!” She says, happily surprised. “Zeke, you didn’t have to do that. You made these for me?”
Passing the container off to her, Zeke nods.
“Who else? I thought my girl might need some nice, hot cookies to warm her up tonight. I can’t have you freezin’ to death on me!”
His girl. Tina loves the sound of that. The cookies have chilled on the way over to her place, but she’s not about to tell Zeke that. It won’t make them any less delicious.
“Wow.” She says. “That’s really sweet, Zeke. Thank you. But you didn’t have to come all the way here just for that.”
Zeke’s jaw tightens, and his lack of a verbal response takes Tina off guard. She knows her boyfriend well enough by now to know he’s rarely at a loss for words.
“Zeke?” She says. “Did I say something wrong?”
Hearing her worry, he snaps out of his trance.
“No, no. Don’t worry your pretty head about that, baby. I just feel bad, ‘cause I haven’t been completely honest. I didn’t come here just to give ya the cookies.”
Tina cocks her head to the side. If there’s one thing she doesn’t excel at, it’s reading between the lines. Zeke told her he came to deliver her cookies, so she accepted that explanation without question. She takes people at their word. Always.
“What do you mean?” She asks.
Zeke looks past her, over her shoulder, then seems to get a surge of courage. He fixes his gaze on hers, an uncommon seriousness on his face.
“I’ve kind of been meaning to tell ya something, T.” He confesses. “I wanted to say it last time we were together, but I guess I freaked myself out. I do that sometimes.”
A knowing feeling begins to grow in Tina’s chest. Like she’s having a premonition, she suddenly knows exactly what Zeke is going to say. Her throat feels tight, and sweat pools under her arms even in the fierce cold.
“You—what?”
“This probably isn’t the best time to do all this,” Zeke continues, “but I was afraid I’d chicken out again if I waited another second. I wanted to do it right away.”
This confirms what Tina already knows. She nods, dumb and speechless, almost lightheaded.
“Sorry, sorry. I better just go ahead and say it, huh?” Zeke says, when he sees how overwhelmed she’s becoming.
He pauses, waiting for Tina to stop him, but she doesn’t. He charges on.
“Well…here goes.” His voice wavers slightly. “Tina? I love you. I don’t want you feelin’ pressured to say it back or nothin’, but I still thought you should know. I love you.”
With no room to beat any faster, Tina’s heart stops completely. He loves me. Zeke loves me. All of the rejection and embarrassment she’s endured in her love life suddenly feels worth it. Every botched attempt at love has led her here, right up to the real thing. It’s nothing like she imagined, but it’s somehow even more spectacular.
“Uh…Tina?” Zeke asks, eyes wide and vulnerable. “You heard what I said, right?”
As her heart begins pumping again, Tina realizes she’s gone scarily silent. Speaking quickly, not wanting to hurt him, she doesn’t manage the eloquence she’s going for.
“Have I—?” She says, flustered. “Have I not said that yet?”
The question throws Zeke for a loop.
“Huh? What do you mean, girl?”
Willing the fog of adrenaline in her head to evaporate, Tina takes another stab at communicating halfway effectively.
“I just mean…because I think it.” She explains. “I think it all the time. When you text me goodnight. Or when you bring me espresso in the morning. I can’t believe I haven’t…said it yet.”
After months of so much feeling, it’s surreal to know they’ve never explicitly confessed anything. For Tina, who’s used to falling head over heels in the space of five seconds, it’s particularly odd.
“Not yet, T.” Zeke chuckles. “I was startin’ to think you just didn’t feel the same way.”
All at once, it hits Tina how she’s managed to remain so patient: What she and Zeke have feels real. It’s not a fleeting fantasy, and that makes it extra delicate. By giving their relationship time to breathe, Tina’s allowed it to find its footing before making any potentially catastrophic decisions. Her patience is paying off.
“No!” She says quickly. “Zeke, that’s not true at all. I do feel that way. A lot. I love you back! I just didn’t know how to say it. Or when. Or where.”
She thinks back on all of the many romantic stories she’s written. The tropes she adores and the ones she avoids.
“Is there supposed to be a…perfect time for this sort of thing?” She asks. “Like…prom night? Or on a mountain or something? Things have been going so well between us, and…I’m afraid to mess everything up.”
When the optimism on Zeke’s face doesn’t falter, Tina is put at ease. She trusts his judgement.
“I dunno, T-bird.” He says, shrugging. “I don’t think real life works the same as your stories. You kinda just gotta…go for it, when it’s there. Hope it doesn’t all go up in flames.”
He’s so smart. Tina can’t fathom not modeling real life after fiction, but maybe she can try. Zeke probably has a point, after all. Stories will always be just stories, and the boy in front of her is flesh and blood.
“I love you so much it makes me feel like my insides are on fire, Tina.” Zeke adds, more confident now than he had been before. “That’s why I had to come over here in the snow! I just couldn’t wait another second.”
Tina’s been carrying tension in her body, but all of it relaxes at Zeke’s words. She tilts her left cheek toward him, a habit she’s picked up since they started dating, and he rewards her with a kiss.
“I think you might be right.” She says. “Maybe… there’s no such thing as rushing into things. Because love moves differently for everyone.”
She steadies herself with a deep breath.
“And I love you, Zeke. It feels good to finally say that.”
He beams, not hiding how thrilled he is by how the night has unfolded. In a few days, when she thinks of it, Tina will have to ask him how long he’s felt this way. She thinks she has an idea, but confirmation would be nice.
“That’s my brave girl!” Zeke exclaims, pride bubbling into his voice. “I’d drive through this snow all over again to see that sweet smile.”
Tina opens her mouth to retort, but only three words play on a loop in her head. Now that she’s said them once, she wants to repeat them again and again.
“I love you.” She smiles.
And as Zeke says it back, she watches his breath become visible in the frosty air
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diana-thyme · 1 month
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Hi, don't be that afraid, basically everything is closed if it is not your lineage, but there are cultural crosslaps like Italian and Greek culture, by the way, I like your name, is it a version of Ezekiel? I somehow am so fascinated by this name, I even have a fav. character from a fanfic that has Zeke as a nickname, cool. :DI do not know if Hellenism is closed or not, but I am just tired of some people being so disrespectful of even welcoming practices. Even Christianity, though it is a welcoming community, regardless of what backround are you from, yes, there are savage sects but extremism can be found nearly in everything, don't listen to them. ;) Just be respectful, fro me, as a white cisgender female i am staying away of the deity realm, as Hungarian people dont have any pagan remains left due to heavy German colonization. Therefore I try to stay respectful, and not to approach the gods and I really hope they'll give up on me soomeday. I have had the situation of many calling out to me, but I refused them. If they send another one, I don't know what will I do. It is keep happening since I was in Greece in 2019 for a vacation. But without any initiation or permission from a practicionare from that branch of spirituality, I will not step into it out of respect. Still will be a longterm reader of your blog, I like how you structure your contents. :D Have a Happy New Moon. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Hello! My name is Ezekial, but most people call me Zeke (including myself), so yes. There are a few points I’d like to address here.
Hellenism is not closed. In general, if a religion tries to or has tried to spread itself across countries and areas, it is not closed. There is no initiation into Hellenism. Just like how the more popular pagan religions (Norse, Germanic, etc.) are not closed, Hellenism isn’t either. Just like how Christianity isn’t.
You can definitely step into Hellenism! In my experience, because it’s so popular, it’s very beginner-friendly. Obviously, if you don’t want to, you are not obligated to worship the Theoi, but it is an option. It is not disrespectful or cultural appropriation to simply worship the Theoi.
Hellenism also is considered a religion, not a branch of spirituality. There’s not really “practitioners” in the common sense of the word, just followers. You do not need initiation or permission.
Thank you for the compliment, though, and happy belated new moon!
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cabinette · 1 year
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Please Do Interact List I Think
I dunno if yall are curious about me but have some silly traits I absolutely fucking love in characters
— Strong Jaws/chins/underbites, twenty-plus points if accentuated with facial hair!!!
— Crooked teeth or golden teeth, give that guy some chompers
— Calloused skin or rough spots in the elbows/knees/fingers, its natural body armour
— Chipped nail polish or any sort of faded hair colouring
— Specific motifs that are easy to remember and stem off of when making nicknames/thinking of headcanons, take for example my boy Zeke >:) He loves stars and jewellery in particular!!!!
— Normal-looking hairstyles with just one fantastical feature like a huge ahoge or a long streak of colour
— Body hair..... I love my Hairy Harrys and my Tangled Toms,
— Pudge or any sort of excessive love handles,
— When their outfit is basically just an amalgamation of presents and hand-me-downs from other people, it gives so much sentiment to the character design
— Very subtle theming. Take for example Atsushi from BSD with his huge belt that also doubles as an emotive tail, or Keqing from GI with her cat-like cone hairstyle
— Choppy/fucked up hairstyles that no one but them can pull off
— Extremely normal-looking guys. Like, someone you would pass on the street.
— Extremely normal-looking guy with one. ONE fantastical thing about them. Oh, you can see ghosts? oh, you turn into a snake at night? oh, you have an exiled god for a guardian? and they just go: yeah lmao
— When they're man-made or inorganically made beings who are slowly earning full sentience.
— HUUUUUGE HORNS ARE YOU KIDDING?! YES!!!!! HUUUUUGE FUCKING HORNS!!! SPIKES!!! CLAWS!!!!! TEETH!!!! FINS!!! RAAAAAH
— Unique helmets or face coverings that tell you so much more about their character than just a face would.
— When they're a home for little critters, like bugs in their clothes or sprouts and mushrooms in their hair
— Paint-stained hands/clothes or paint stains in one particular part of their body... I have so many paint stains on my old pants because of how much I wiped my dirty fingers off on them,
— Freckles, and I don't mean the tiny little dots I mean like. FRECKLES. a SHIT TON OF THEM. twenty-plus points if they are all over their body, on their arms legs chest, I fucking love freckles!!!!
— When they fish.
— Slicked back hair, specifically slicked back because if the hair is left on its own it's super wavy/curly and it makes everyone perceive them differently when it's not styled back like that
— Horrible horrible facial scars, ones that change a person's face entirely, one that cannot be removed or else the character loses 30% of their character. Scars that can you can just see the shape of and instantly go: "Oh! This is [oc]'s scar!"
Okay thats all :))))))) feel free to rb with your own PDI lists
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