#and she was serious about us seeing each other again sometime which is really sweet
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OP characters as besties p.5
p.1 | p.2 | p.3 | p.4 | p.5
characters: Ace, Shanks, Mihawk
warnings: mentions of alcohol, light cussing
notes: all platonic hc's
Ace
will share his food with you
but won't let you take any off his plate
falls asleep on you all the time
uses you as his personal pillow
and will make fun of you if you freak out when riding with him on Striker
despite the fact that it's designed for only one person
but I digress
also uses you as a napkin if needed
sometimes shoots little flames at you to see your reaction
talks about Luffy nonstop
like that's the only thing he ever talks about
by the time you actually meet his little brother
you're ready to strangle both of them
not really
but you could spot the kid a mile away
before you ever actually got to know him
Ace and you working together to become more confident
always teasing each other
you having to fish him out of the ocean when he falls in
drinking contests
staring contests
fighting contests
eating contests
just competing over everything and anything possible
training together
he may be really strong and have a devil fruit power
but he won't hesitate to practice his hand-to-hand combat with you
especially if you need it
will tease you about it though
so you just push him overboard again
long talks about your lives
your pasts
your families
where you see yourselves in a year
five years
maybe even ten years
your goals
and aspirations
just talks about life
he tells you about his dad
and is relieved when you tell him that just because he was his father's son doesn't mean that'll be his legacy
you two would die for each other
nothing will ever tear you apart
besties for the resties
9/10
super sweet and funny
but won't bathe no matter how much you beg
Shanks
party boy™
genuinely doesn't give a fuck
he's here to have fun
and protect his family
that's it
tells you the corniest jokes you've ever heard
also laughs at everything you say
like Luffy, laughs even when you're being serious
uses his missing arm as an excuse if you ever try to get him to do his duties as captain
sometimes struggles with phantom pains
but assures you they'll go away on their own
drinking contests
if he's got a drink in hand
then everyone's gonna have a good time
100% threw up on your shoes once before passing out
laughed like it was the funniest thing he'd ever heard when you told him
quickly stifles his laughter when he sees how mad you are
offers to let you throw up on his shoes to make it even
you just stare at his sandals for a moment before walking away
watching Luffy's progress through the news together
bragging about the kid as if he were your own
the antics you two get up to guarantee that Ben will have a constant headache
the rest of the crew finds your dynamic duo to be hilarious
the sheer power of this crew is near unimaginable
so if the two of you ever actually fight enemies
they don't stand a chance
if anyone ever targeted you
and hurt you
Shanks would have his crew capture your attacker
and then show them exactly why no one messes with the Red Hair Pirates
8/10
always provides a good time
but will laugh at you if you fall
Mihawk
I ain't ever seen two pretty best friends
until now
you are probably a little more lively than this warlord
he just doesn't care for drama
which means it's up to you to keep him in the loop
yet somehow he has the truly juicy details you could only wish to find on your own
y'all have a small book club
it's just the two of you
you tried to invite Perona to join
but she thought that your reading selection was so not cute
you even tried to invite Shanks once
all that accomplished was you gaining a new drinking buddy
which Mihawk begrudgingly allowed to happen
basically, the book club is just you two sipping on wine while discussing every mistake that the author made while writing your current read
salty bitches™
you're one of the only people alive who can get Mihawk to laugh
which is your favorite party trick
except that he's never laughed at the parties you both went to
(ie visiting Shanks and getting roped into a night of drinking)
he airs out all of the other warlords' dirty laundry to you
will talk mad shit about them
well at least most of them
he finds that no matter how powerful they may be
they're all idiots in his eyes
they can't see the big picture
he trusts that you have enough common sense to use the information sparingly
and you do
for the most part
it's giving rich single wine aunt meets vodka mom (but without the kids)
9/10
knows how to relax in style
but will not let you play with his sword no matter how many times you ask
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Final thoughts on Death Island.
First, the less serious and sometimes shitpost/meme shit:
spent a not-insignificant amount of this movie distracted by Leon’s body hair, which is not a thing I ever thought I’d say, but sweet Jesus it’s about damn time
RIP Chris’s tiger shirt. that thing ripped easier than one of Hulk Hogan’s tank tops, man.
I get that she’s a BOW or whatever, but it’s never not going to blow my mind that this series gets away with its darling male protagonist (Leon) punching a woman in the face on screen
in fact, it’s kind of wild that Maria’s only purpose for being in this movie is to just hunt Leon for sport. like she’s literally ONLY there to beat his ass. what a fuckin queen.
I’m not saying that it’s canon that Leon and Jill had sex at some point, perhaps multiple times, between RE5 and Death Island. I’m just saying they were very, very chummy and hands-on with each other, and Chris was seemingly absent from Jill’s life for those six years, so.
actually, you know what. there’s a non-zero chance Leon has actually banged the entire recurring cast by this point. except maybe Rebecca. because she’s smarter than the other three.
Leon and Chris are the most married they have ever been, holy shit they are so fucking married
my reaction to Leon repeatedly saying the word “terrorist” in this movie probably should not have been “oooh say it again~” but it was because “this is no ritual. it’s terrorism” is still the single most ridiculous line that has ever come out of that man’s mouth, and I really felt the absence of it in RE4make, so I’m glad its spirit still lives on
Chris is looking old, dude. he’s beat the fuck up.
but so is Leon. when I wasn’t distracted by Leon’s body hair, I was distracted by the lines around his mouth. so, Chris has obvious wrinkles forming around his eyes, and Leon has them forming around his mouth. but the girls are all pristine. mhm.
OK SO IS INFINITE DARKNESS CANON OR NOT BECAUSE DEATH ISLAND REAFFIRMS DEGENERATION AS CANON, BUT ID AND DEGEN CAN’T EXIST IN THE SAME REALITY DON’T MAKE ME PULL OUT THE FUCKING CORKBOARD AGAIN
Now, the more serious actual commentary:
it’s a little nuts to me how I keep seeing people in fandom say that Leon has no hint of depression in this movie. when Dylan is verbally dragging them all while they’re slowly succumbing to the T-Virus, both Chris and Claire clap back with affirmations that they believe in what they’re doing and that they’re doing the right thing. Leon... doesn’t.
like, Dylan says to him basically “you're stuck in this horrible nightmare that keeps repeating because the people that you fight for put you through it on purpose because it serves their own ends, and it’s got you burnt out, but they just keep using you.” and Leon’s response is basically “I mean, you’re not wrong, but I don't exactly have a choice, so.”
he’s still stuck and trapped and resentful of his position, and he’s reached a point now where he’s just resigned himself to his fate. there’s very much a sense of inevitability about him, which is reinforced at the end when he tells Chris that this is just going to keep happening -- fuckers like Dylan are always going to keep coming back, because they always do.
the man shouldn’t have to be outwardly despairing and visibly drunk for people to pick up on his depressive mindset, but I guess I don’t know what I expected from this fandom.
Leon’s character was actually perfect in this movie. whoever wrote him this time around Gets It. he’s written the way that I write OG Leon and have been writing him for years. his humor-as-a-coping-mechanism is there without being obnoxious (which is where Damnation fucked up), his professionalism is there without being too serious (which is where Degeneration fucked up), his depressive mindset is there without fully consuming him (which is where Vendetta fucked up), and his latent anger at the state of things and at his life in general is there without feeling like it’s dysregulated (which is where Infinite Darkness fucked up).
so, for the anon who asked me what my favorite iteration of Leon is: the answer is Death Island. he is pitch perfect in this movie. straight up.
it did really catch my attention how the movie made it a point to call attention to Leon being burnt out. there’s just something about the way it happened that makes me feel like they’re setting up for Leon’s character to get retired in RE9. I don’t know why I think that, because it makes no sense from a business standpoint for him to be the first of the five to get retired, but. I dunno, man.
the only bit of weirdness in this movie was the whole Chris and Jill thing at the beginning that I already commented on. everything else in this movie was basically perfect. this is the best version of Claire we’ve seen since Code Veronica. like, hands down. Rebecca getting giddy and geeking out over beating the big monster with science could not have been more perfect. everything about Jill was excellent.
like, I have so few things to complain about re: this movie that I’m sitting here going “you know the mocap was kind of wonky in some spots” WHICH IS THE MOST ARBITRARY, NITPICKY SHIT EVER.
but like
I’m just going to throw this out there
but Dylan was super right.
he was so correct in a way that no RE villain has ever been correct ever in the history of this series. I kind of... spent some of this movie actually rooting for him. I was ready for him to kill the crew and wouldn’t have been mad about it if he did; I was like “fuck it, he’s right.” like, I was just sitting there like DRAG LEON AND CHRIS HARDER FOR LITERALLY BEING "THE MAN" DRAG THEIR ASSES FORCE THEM TO FEEL SHAME
in a lot of cases, a story is only as good as its villain, and Dylan being so right was a big part of the reason why this movie worked so well.
Wesker could never.
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Julia Hoffman Smut Alphabet
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
She’s usually pretty well spent after sex, though if you were to draw her a bath after, she’d be hard pressed to refuse.
B = Body part (favorite body part of their partner’s)
She adores your neck. Finding that sweet spot that makes you just melt under her touch is just the thing she needs after a long day.
C = Collar (do they mark you as theirs in some way?)
She’ll definitely cover you in hickeys unless you specifically ask her not to for some reason. She loves seeing the marks she left on you.
D = Dominant (who is in control? are they a top or bottom?)
Julia can really swing either way, and sometimes you don’t know which side you’ll be getting. There are times where she just needs to let it all go and let you take the lead, and other times where she’s more than happy to play the role of domme.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
She might not be an expert in all regards, but she definitely has a good amount of experience. She knows what she’s doing, but isn’t afraid to use your guidance to help please you.
F = Fuck (do they prefer to fuck or make love?)
Either or, really, but she leans a little more towards fucking.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Julia falls somewhere in the middle on this one. She likes to try and keep serious, but slip ups often get the both of you in a more silly mood.
H = Hot (what turns them on, gets them going)
Watching you deep in thought, chewing on the end of a pen, or your hair, or whatever. There’s just something about your expression in that state that gets her thinking about taking you to bed.
I = Insatiable (how do they act when they’re desperate to have you?)
Julia will make herself the only thing you can think about until you give in to her. Passing by so you can get a whiff of her perfume, sitting herself in your lap, anything to get your attention fixated on her until you’re just as desperate for her as she is for you.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
She’ll indulge herself quite often if she happens to be in the mood. She’s more than willing to explore her own body and pleasure.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Julia loves biting. Drives her absolutely mad. Whether it’s you biting her, or her biting you, it doesn’t matter. Neither does location. She loves it in any and all forms.
L = Location (favorite places to have sex)
She mostly prefers the bedroom, but she won’t say no to some bath time lovemaking or a heated session that lands you on the floor.
M = Mood (what’s the foreplay like? how do you get them in the mood?)
Again, biting is a great way to get her going, but you can also change something about your appearance throughout the day, like wearing significantly less clothing.
N = Naked (how do they undress? do they like to watch you undress?)
Julia undresses quick and dirty. She doesn’t have the patience to draw it out. She’d rather just get right down to it.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Though she does prefer to be on the receiving end, she does have considerable skill when repaying the favor.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It’s a mix. She does like to be a little rougher on occasion, but it’s not a hard and fast rule.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
She does love a good quickie. It scratches an itch and with Julia, they really can be quite good fun.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Julia does like to experiment and take some risks. She typically doesn’t just dive right in to something new, but if you bring it up, she’s likely to at least try it.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
One maybe two on average. Each round can go in for a while though. Her stamina is incredible.
T = Tryst (are they into casual sex or one night stands?)
She’s been known to indulge in her fair share of both. It used to be the way she preferred things, but not as much anymore.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
She can either tease you for hours or cut right to the chase, with very little in between.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Julia can get loud. She also curses a bit, and depending on the type of play you’re engaging in, she can be a screamer.
W = Wait (how long do they wait before having sex with their partner for the first time?)
If the chemistry is there, then not too long. She likes to get you in bed early, see if you’re compatible in the bedroom before she puts in a ton of effort for something more.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Julia is beautiful. That pale skin practically shines under moonlight and she’s absolutely transfixing to behold.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
It’s on the higher side. She’s not insatiable, but she likes to be getting some pretty regularly.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Pretty quick, usually. She can fall asleep at the drop of a hat after sex. It’s actually kind of adorable.
For @fairyfaefiction
Julia Hoffman: @iticaboopsyou, @jona-lea, @music-bird, @fairyfaefiction, @chillinftladygaga, @geekyandgay98
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Cornerstone. i
Harry Styles x Reader
Inspired/based by the Arctic Monkeys’ song by the same name.
Content: Fluff to Angsty. Use of people to move on? Really shity environment. Use of Y/n. Use of she/her pronouns, sorry :(
Disclaimer: English is not my first lenguaje so if there’s any mistake i’m sorry, i’ll try to correct it. Don’t mind the face claims, they are just for illustrative purposes xd. Also, some dates are mixed up, so the real life time line would be a little bit affected.
3rd person narrator.
2010
Y/n and Harry were their lifetime sweethearts. That’s what everyone around them said.
They were inseparable, always sat next to each other in class when they had the opportunity. Always were their prom date. Always at each others house. Even convince their parents to make last minute changes to their summer vacations, just to be together.
Since they were kids, they had a sweet spot for one another. With the time, their innocent and adorable relationship had evolved into a less platonic one, still very adorable though.
As teenagers do, they started exploring new forms of seeing the world around them, including the relationships they have, re-evaluating everything about them. Including their close friendship, of course.
Harry started watching his friend into a more intense way, you could say. Starting with more superficial stuff like her physique. For example: her face wasn’t so round now, although he kind of misses her puffy red cheeks. Or her new style, with more experimental outfits that make her shine, as well as her body.
But what really made him fell head over heals for her was her new empowerment. When she was younger, she was shy and passive, always giving in for people choices over her. People perceived it as kindness and sweetness, but Harry knew her, knew how sometimes she wanted to speak out loud and protest, but always was afraid of what they will say. Over the course of years of ‘fake it 'till you make it’ and self improvement, she finally doesn’t care about the destructive opinions of other, having a lot of confidence in herself.
On the other hand Y/n also founded herself in a dilemma about Harry Edward Styles. How his sweet personality made her feel loved and wanted, important. How he was in her process of improving her self esteem and always was there to help, not only her, but others. And speaking of physical appearance, he also changed, his jaw was prominent now, he was getting more and more tall everyday.
“What’re you thinkin’ about?” his deep voice interrupted her string of thought.
“You know, the immortality of the crab” she put her head back on his shoulder, which shook a little bit as he let out a chuckle. They were watching to the nothing from her bedroom’s window.
“I wanna to tell you something.” Harry’s voice sounded unsure for a second. Y/n raised her head again, watching his eyes, before she could said anything he continued “Please, please promise me that you’re not going to get upset”
“What did you do Styles?” she joked, but he didn’t laughed at that. “ ‘S everything okay?” she asked in a more serious tone.
“Yeah, yeah, everything’s alright. It’s just… I-I” he let a pause to reorder his sentence. “We’ve been friend for a long time-”
“Y/n/n! Omg look!” Y/n’s sister entered with no warning. She erupted from the door and practically jumped to the bed, getting between Harry and Y/n.
Her older and only sister was holding her phone with the biggest smile you could see in someone, ear to ear.
“Why’d you look like the Joker?” Y/n laughed, Harry also let out a quiet laugh.
“Shush, look! Oh, hey Harry” the other one greet friendly. Harry only shook his head.
“Am. What am I suppose to look?”asked the younger in the room asked.
“Remember Walter, the guy you gave me advise for?”
“Oh, okay, this is Walt.”
“Yeah, he asked me out!”
“Yep, I see.”
“And all because of you! Than you, thank you!”
“No problem, always here to help, baby girl.” Y/n brushed her fist with her chin giving and wink. Harry wanted to laugh out loud so hard since moment one, but this killed him.
“I should start planning what to wear”
“Definitely!” everyone and everything in that room could see the sarcasm in Y/n’s voice, expect for her sister, apparently. Y/n wasn’t trying to be rude, well, a little, but she was annoyed of always hearing her sister only talking about boys. She could talk about girls also, Y/n thought.
Like her sister entered that’s how she went out of it.
“What were you trying to tell me again? Sorry about her” she directed her eye towards his.
“Uhm, nothing, it was nothing.”
“I don’t think so… tell me.” she began to insist. She was curious.
“No” he said calmly.
“Tell me.” again, this time she got up from the bed.
“No…” he said unsure of her next move.
“Tell… me…” she was getting close to him again, with a pillow, which he didn’t realized when or where did she grab it.
“No…” he let out a nervous chuckle. Getting further into the bed.
“You’re gonna get that attitude with me, huh, Styles?”
“What are you taking’ about” he said laughing.
“Come here.” she also got into the bed, being on top of him. She forgot about the pillow, beginning to tickle Harry. Both giggling, every now and then screaming. Very open to interpretation, to be fair.
“Stop it. Sto-op” he begged laughing, obviously.
“No, ‘till you tell me what were you were about to tell me.” her breathing was heavy, for the laugh and for the activity.
“Agh, all-right” laugh “just let me g-o”
“Okay” she raises from her core, didn’t realizing she still was straddling him.
He let a deep sigh laying in the bed, putting his hands over his forehead looking at the ceiling. That catches Y/n’s full attention. “I’ve been thinking ‘bout a lot of things-“
“What in the hell‘s going on here?”
“For fuck sake!”
“Y/n!”
“Mum!”
“Harry?”
“Mum?”
“Both of you, get out of that bed.”
It was their mothers. Anne and your mum. They were at the fully open door, with dropped jaws. Now they realized the compromising position in which they were found.
“I-It’s not what it lo-looks like” A very flustered Harry stuttered quickly. Y/n rolled her eyes at the sentence.
“What it was supposed to look like?” you muttered.
“Pardon me?” your mum asked. “You, young lady, don’t realize what you were doing? Here, all alone, with a guy, that you-” she stopped herself before speaking more than she should, Y/n also saw what was about to come if she didn’t stop. “A guy. In your bed?”
“Mum, you know Harry. He’s not just ‘a guy’ you know him and you know me, we wouldn’t to anything.”
Anne and Harry remanded in silence. But the looks that the woman was giving her son were scary enough.
“We just want you to be more respectful. Alright?” Your mum breathed.
“Yeah, okay, we know it.” Y/n said.
“Harry, i think’s time to go home, come on.” Anne said going to the other side of the bed, where the younger ones were.
“I, can you give us a minute? please?” Y/n asked.
Both women looked at each other before shaking their head in signal of a yes. They left, but they didn’t fully close the door.
Now the young ones were laughing and laughing and they couldn’t stop.
“I’m so so sorry.”
“It’s not your fault, in any case i should be thankful.”
“Why?”
“You know, you ‘defended’ me with your mum”
“My mum loves you, what are you taking’ about? She probably loves you more than me. It was just the hotness of the situation, i don’t know.”
“Right. Uhm.” he scratched the back of his neck “i think I have to go, see you later.” he was leaning to give his goodbye cheek kiss when Y/n pulled away shaking her head in disapproval. That made Harry froze.
“Tell me, please, I don’t care if it’s a silly thing, it won’t let me sleep at night” she laughed once again.
“Exactly it’s somethin’ silly, it doesn’t matter.” he shrugged it off.
“Tell. Me. I give you 8 seconds ir i will not talk to you tomorrow at school.”
“Seriously?”
“Mhm.”
“You know how to play, Y/n…” she started counting with her fingers. “Okay, don’t hate me, but…” another second passed by “I-I th-think i’m… in love with you” he started slowly, and the it was light speed, Eminem speed. “No. No.” at this point Y/n wasn’t counting anymore. “That doesn’t sound correct. I- I am in love with you.”
“What?” she muttered.
“I am in love with you… Y/n.” he said watching to the floor.
“Wow- I…” she was in shock, but she could put herself together to say “I am in love with you too, Harry, since like i don’t know so much time…” she was muttering at the beginning and got a bust of confidence in the middle of the sentence.
“Really?”
“Yes.”
The stare at each other for a couple of seconds.
“Then what are we waiting?” Y/n whispered, watching how Harry was leaning towards her.
“Right. Uhm, can I-can I kiss you?” Y/n smiles for a little second for the nervousness of the boy in front of her, she nodded and stand in the tips of her feet, with one hand wrapping sweetly Harry’s cheek and the other was in the nape of his neck.
He has a shit eating grin with the touch, he mimicked the move of the girl, cupping her face with one hand while on the other hand, literally, he let it levitate to her back.
With a clumsy beginning they started a sweet kiss, they understood each other pretty quickly. They wished they could stay like that for a little while, but the knock on the door let them know it could be in another occasion.
“Harry?”
“I’m coming mum…!”
“Go, i’ll see you later.” Y/n encouraged Harry to go giving him a peek, being new to that sensation.
“Yeah. Bye. See. You. At. School.” with every pause he let a kiss on Y/n’s face.
That summer was unforgettable for the both of them. They experienced so many new and exiting things together and apart that made them feel like the wanted to eat the world in one bite. They just had sixteen, but the felt so much older.
Then Harry got signed up for the X Factor by his mum. Y/n was so excited to see him perform his undeniable talent.
And after some months of uncertainty, One Direction was founded. It still was a shock for everyone. Now they were talking about recording an album and selling it and doing a tour, that with luck will be all around the world. That was obviously exiting, right.
To Y/n that was a daydream, even though she has almost nothing to do with the situation. She was exited for Harry.
Harry was as exited as Y/n, but also, thinking a lot about it, he would have to be apart, like completely apart for the people he loved the most for a very long time. He didn’t know any better than his girlfriend, friends and family, so he had to learn.
Harry’s POV
2013
I was stuck in my hotel room doing nothing. I was bored, and I could just easily sneak up into some of the boys’ rooms, but I just wanted some comfort. The type of company that is warming, and home-like.
“Hey, mate.” said Louis entering through the door. He never called me that, we are not 30.
“Hi.” I returned my gaze to the ceiling.
“‘S everything ‘lright? his accent sometimes could become very thick.
“Yeah, all good.”
“Are you sure?” that was not Louis’ voice anymore, it was more high pitched and sweet. I quickly get up knowing that voice perfectly.
“Y/n/n” I run towards her, picking her up while hugging her. God I missed this. I could hear an ‘Ouh’ from her, I almost make us fell over Louis, who was just behind her.
“Sorry Lou” Y/n apologized leaving the embrace for a slight second.
“Ah, ‘s okay, just don’t start fucking in front of me, lovebirds.” he said. “Now, I’ll let you guys catch up. Uh, and Harry, they wan’ us in the back lobby in an hour, don’t be late.”
“Yeah, thanks Louis. See you” We shared a side embrace, since Y/n was in cuddled up in my left arm. She sent a kiss towards him, he catches it and threw it to the trash can, Y/n/n gives him the middle finger.
“Hi.” I said.
“Hello, Mr. Bandana boy.” she smiled passing her hand through my hair, that I was letting grow.
“D’you like it?”
“I love it.”
“Thanks, m’girlfriend asked me to let it grow.” I said sitting down on the edge of the bed, I pulled her between my legs hugging her hips.
“She has such a good taste...” Her hand left soft touches all over my hair.
“I know, she’s a genius”
“I agree with you.”
She was fixated with my hair, I just stared at her while she is distracted.
“Hey” I whisper. She hums in response. “hey…” I drag my try to make her look at me. “Can you give me a kiss?”
“Sure” she says before smiling widely and leaning down to meet my lips. I felt like it was forever since the last time i felt like this, when it was probably less than a month ago. I feel my face warm up, my stomach tightened, i felt like the butterfly on my chest was about to fly out. “I’ve missed you.” Our forehead were together, our eyes looked funny being like this.
“I’ve missed you too.” I laughed.
“I know.”
“Nice” she giggled.
“How have you’ve been?” she sat down next to me.
“I’m ‘kay.”
“Are you sure?” she repeated her first sentence in this room.
“Yeah, and now that you are here with me i’m perfect.”
“You’re so silly sometimes.”
“And you love it.”
“Yeah, I have a thing for goofballs”
“Well, thanks. How have you’ve been? I feel like we haven’t talked in forever.” And it was true, with my weird and tight schedule and her university and projects we barely talked outside our daily good morning and good night messages.
“Yeah… but you have me this week, and the next one.” she said kissing my cheeks.
“Oh, I’m so so so lucky” I said exaggerating.
“Okay, then bye” before she could stand up, I hugged her waist pulling her towards me.
“No. You’re trapped now.” I laughed to her mute scream as I pushed her to the big mattress.
“I’m gonna fall off the bed” she exclaimed.
“I got ya, love.”
We stare at each other for a while. But it was enough of the corny stuff.
“Now, let’s make up the time apart.” I shoot an exaggerated wink.
“You have less than 20 minutes, hun” she said sassy.
“I jus’ need 3, don’t worry ‘bout it.” she laughed so hard I laughed at my own joke too, or it was more for her laugh.
Y/n’s POV
2018
“Please, answer…” It was the 7th call in the last hour or so. But nothing. Directly to voice mail.
Then I heard the door of the apartments open. I got into my robe and walked to the loud noise.
First it was the sound of the keys hitting the glass table, then the fight with the shoes to take them of, and the a curse.
“Agh, stupid shit” he said. I was so mad, but seeing him safe was a relief.
“Good morning Harry.” I said. Clearly upset.
“Hello, Y/n.” He said in the same tone before letting out a dumb chuckle, he was drunk.
“Oh, please welcome! D’you need something? A coffee, or an aspirin, maybe?”
“Nah, ‘m alright, thank you.” now he was staggering towards the couch. If I heard that condescending tone one more time…
“Oh, good, good to know you are okay. Thank you very much.”
“Yeh, now, can you let me sleep, please?” Oh god.
I wanted to yell on the spot, but now i was just gonna have no response, so i take a deep breath and went to bed again.
The next morning was like any other one in the past few months, i woke up in an empty bed. I was tired even thought i just woke up. I knew what was coming up, and i didn’t want to step out of the bed.
I was in the bathroom washing my face. Today was the day. I was going to give him the ultimatum.
It’s been months since Live on Tour ended, i supposed that Harry would be enjoying his time home, with his family, friends and, well, me. But it looks like he’s still in the chip of partying and wild rockstar life. At the beginning i was kind of okay with that but when he kept living as if he was single, not in a way of cheating, as far as i know, but neglecting that he has someone that is waiting for him at home, that’s what upsets me.
I’ve been staying up whole nights worried about Harry. He’s not a ‘normal’ guy, he is a world wide known celebrity and most importantly, my fiancé.
I went up to the kitchen counter for a cup of coffee that i definitely needed. I saw a the back of a messy hair sticking out of the couch. He was looking to the nothing, with a cup of coffee, a glass of water and some aspirins on the coffee table.
“Morning’ ” i said calmly. He turned his head in my direction.
“Hello, love.” he said under his breath, i saw a hint of shame in his attitude, i was hoping he understood the meaning behind our fight.
“Are you feeling good?” i asked. He went up from the couch and walk to the counter, right next to me.
“I don’t know how you do it.” he put me into an embrace from my waist. His head was in my neck.
“What’re you taking about?” i giggled lightly, i couldn’t be upset at the moment.
“You know…” he let moment of silence, thinking. “being… patient with me…” he started kissing and biting “and so good, so beautiful… so sexy...” what.
I immediately took off pushing him from his shoulders. I looked at him directly in the eyes, frowning “What?”
“What? What?” he joked. I shook my head saying no and returned my body to face the counter.
“You don’t know why I am upset, do you?” i began to play with the only ring in my finger.
“Are you upset?”
“Yes, Harry, I am upset. Thank you for noticing.”
“Did somethin’ happened at work?” Was he fucking serious?
“Unbelievable.”
“No, wait. Is it because I was out yesterday? Nothin’ happened, it was a band thing.”
“I don’t care about that, Harry. I wouldn’t mind if you drank all the bar or kissed every person out there, ‘cause i’m fucking done.”
“What are you saying’?” his tone had a bit of panic and another bit of anger.
“This Harry. Whatever this turned into.” i couldn’t look at him. “It’s been like, what? Three months, tell me, have we have eat together once, have we even talked more than ten minutes? I don’t know nothing ‘bout your tour, you don’t know nothing about this past months, and you don’t seem interested at all.”
“I’m no interested? What about you! Always stayin’ at home, never wanting to go out.”
“You have never invited me out since you return. Not in a date. Not in one of you funny little night bar adventures, saying that where ‘band things’. Even Sarah invited me over sometimes.”
“Then why didn’t you go?”
“Because if you, my partner, didn’t tell me about it was obvious that you didn’t want me there”
“Of course i wanted you there!”
“Congratulations, i don’t care!” i took a deep breath “I don’t want to fight or yell… I-I don’t think that this is working.” I removed the ring from under the counter.
“Please, tell me it’s not what i’m thinking, you are not giving everything of this up just for some nights out, are you?”
“It’s, not just ‘some nights out’ it’s you neglecting me. I just think if this is gonna be the same every time you tour and i don’t think i could handle it.”
“Then we’ll work on it” he grabbed my hand, the one without a ring on. I’m sure he did noticed, but decided not to comment on it.
“No, you haven’t seen how dysfunctional everything has been since i finished my major?” He shook his head “No you didn’t, you were focused on your album, and i understand, but right now nothing’s stopping you from being here.”
“I’ll do it. I’ll be here”
“Harry… I promised to myself that this would be an ultimatum, i do want to keep being a part of this relationship, i want to do a family with you. But i’m not gonna put my needs and mental peace under the carpet. It’s not worth it, nothing is.” I put the ring on the marble surface. I could hear Harry’s breath began to be faster.
“I understand that, and i promise you that i’m going to fight for this to keep going. Please give me the chance,”
“I’m gonna give it to you.” i simply replied.
“Why are you trying to give me your ring?” he said with shaky voice.
“H… I thought that you would see it. It’s obvious that we are not ready for a compromise as big as it’s being engaged.”
“We’ve been together for eight years, Y/n!”
“Okay, let’s calm down.” I don’t want yelling.
“You don’t want to get married, ‘s that it?”
“Harry.”
“No. It seems so convenient to me that when you’re about to go back to London for that… work opportunity… you magically try to return me this.”
“Harry, that was, like, half a year ago.” I couldn’t believe how quickly he was fucking this up. He looked at me, he was thinking the same. He tried to excuse his comment. “No, i’ve heard enough.” I began to walk trough the house, with him following me immediately. I blasted into the bedroom.
“Wait. Y/n.”
I didn’t responded. I entered into the closet, making sure that i closed it with lock, grabbed a suitcase and began to pack.
“Love”
“Don’t call me that.” I whispered while changing into the first thing that i picked out, a black loose pair of pants and a tank top, not the greatest, not the worst, but i couldn’t care less about that.
Before going out of the closet i picked up my phone, fortunately i had it in my robe’s pocket, as always. I called Nick.
“Y/n/n, please, i’m so sorry. This is exactly what i want to work on.”
“I was about to give you the opportunity, you were the one messin’ it up” I said through the door. Then i opened it, he was sitting in the bed, his elbows in his knees as he passes his hand through his hair, in frustration.
I walked pass him to go to my nightstand, grabbing my journal, my passport and a key.
“W-what’s that?”
“Your new car. Congrats for your album.” I said as dry as i could sound, my childish self wanted that, the hurt in him, like the one he made me feel. I threw the keys to the bed, getting out of there, also hoping that they were enough distraction for him not to reach me out.
I took the elevator until i reached the first floor, on my way down i couldn’t help but started crying, i was about to explote if i didn’t. Then, to get to the ground floor, i used the emergency stairs, exiting the building from the back door.
Just two seconds later there it was Nick, in the black van and his usual suit. ��Is everting good, Ms, Y/n?
“Uhm, y…es, thanks.” i said giving him my suitcase.
Then I went to the airport and bought the fist ticket to the UK and fuckin’ go.
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Kaia @kaikei • 3h
This is clearly a very intimate moment. Leave her alone.
arg 👾 @argusbmd • 2h
and they were getting married????? 😭😭😭😭
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i hope they are okay :(
rebb @revelrebecca • 1h
HOLY SHIT I i hust saw her gettting into a plane to th UK
Hssss 🐍 @snakeszs • 2h
Why can’t you just put her name without the [name of the partner]? she is a human on her own.
Part ii
#harry styles#harry styles imagine#harry styles fanfiction#harry styles angst#harry styles x reader#arctic monkeys#harry styles writing#angst
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wetrabbit has been on the brain so have some Thoughts that are floating around up there:
i'm still obsessed with the otter!Neuvi ideas, especially when Silvanus unknowingly to 'save' the little guy from running around in the streets of fontaine
so Neuvi has absolutely seen a side of Silvanus that does Not show up in a professional setting. some of its silly, silvanus is very neutral and serious about her job and otter!Neuvi gets to see her being soft and kind. but he also accidentally sees really Bad Things.
I know i've implied it mostly but, Silvanus' parents are abusive. emotionally and sometimes physically. and Neuvi witnessed things that he should Not have seen and it completely alters his perceptions and feeling about his involvement with humans
so some background on what happens leads up to this:
Silvanus' parents were always unreasonably harsh her, to meet up to family expectations and not to tarnish their reputation. The moment Silvie tries to object to anything, they shut her up by hanging up the fact that they pay for her medication, that she could not afford on her own salary.
the farthest she gets from any sort of freedom is her first internship @ Meropide. Being from a noble & well off family would not offer any advantages down there and would have to prove herself without outside help. Silvanus absolutely does not want her accomplishments being attached to the family name
and she DOES make it. Gets noticed by Wriothesley, who offers her a recommendation to the Fontaine Research Institute, which eventually gets her hired as Neuvillette's assistant
But being back on the surface and being employees by the most POWERFUL man in Fontaine, it has her parents FOAMING at the mouth wanting to use their son to build a relationship with the Chief Justice. And it makes her life a living hell, even though she is able to live on her own. She is still constantly hounded by her parents to introduce them to the Iudex. She tries so hard not to be visibly stressed: she likes her job but is also terrified of failing her parents by either not convincing Neuvillette or loosing her position.
So onto the actual Event:
Palais Mermonia absolutely holds some sort of holiday party that Furina organizes each year. The rich and wealthy always end up attending which is already bad new for Silvanus, being stuck with her parents for an evening at some work party. But then the bombshell that Furina was FINALLY able to convince Neuvillette to make an appearance so ALL the wealthy families are gonna try and swarm him to start some sort of business relationship, Including Silvanus' parents.
so the night of the part, Silvanus is trying not to shake like a frightened animal as shes trying to introduce them to Neuvillette
BUT SURPRISE. Wriothesley finally took up on his invitation offer after all these years, since he's been making more frequent trips to the surface to visit her (and Clorinde probably). and upon seeing the situation Silvanus is in, he strides up to them all and smoothly injects himself into the conversation; acting all surprised to see her again after soooooo long and introduces himself and talks up how awesome Silvanus is. Giving enough time for Neuvillette to slip away and be dragged away by the next person that wants to talk to him.
Later in the night, Silvanus slips away from the party quietly in hopes of avoiding talking to her parents after event ends. And Neuvillette has a similar idea and flees the party via his otter form. Silvanus runs into him, sweet talking this otter and picks him up and is about to lead the little guy outside of the city when her parents catch up to her.
And its an absolute mess. The two of them yelling at her in hushed whispers, berating her for allowing the Iudex to get away so quickly and other horrible things. At this point she's shaking again, holding otter!Neuvillette in her arms and attempts to fight back and stand her ground against them. But is does Not end well when one of them flat out slaps her and once again holds the fact that they are paying for her medication over her head. Which gets her to shut up and fall back into line, like she always does. Eventually leaving otter!Neuvillette alone to scamper back home.
And after witnessing that, Neuvillette is so shaken up by the whole thing. He is the Iudex and always keeps his distance from others, so no lapse in him judgement can happen. He knows people commit heinous crimes leaving their victims wronged, his duty is to appropriately judge those who break the law and keep the general population of Fontaine safe
But he has never actually SEEN such acts up front, no one knew he was there in hiding. and is absolutely shaken to his core.
And over the next few days his agonizes over the situation and the broader implications: was it right or wrong in not doing anything? Was he keeping his impartiality in place by not being involved or was he complaisant in the crime?
His whole perception of his role in human society was shattered and ends up having to reevaluate the last 500 years of his progress in understanding humanity.
He doesn't quite understand that this was the point where absolutely fell for Silvanus, and fell so hard. one mere mortal was able to completely alter his thoughts, feelings and overall existence...............
#eitan.txt#oc: silvanus avenir#wetrabbit#ok i think this was the longest thing i wrong for these guys#holy fuck#but boy do i have Feelings on this.
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SATSUHIKO
(I didn't wanna leave this account with no new posts anymore, so I did this. I promise I will write about other characters in later posts, but again, I can't help it, Satsuhiko is my favorite ship after all.)
Before Chapter 4, they had quite some moments together. These display their wholesome friendship and allow us to see how they become closer and closer as time goes by. I also love this moments because it shows that it does not matter if they are alone or with others, they just seem to love each other company so much to the point of being together most of the time. If I remember correctly, all of them are:
Chapter 1
Before the moment when Haruhiko broke the nameplates, they were having fun along with Kiyoka as well to forget the serious situation they're in.
Chapter 2
That moment where they came late to the breakfast gathering because they were playing basketball before.
Chapter 3
When they were playing poker, which later Maeda joined in the game.
When they were both watching Maeda's luck in the casino slot machine, along with Teruya and Kinji.
The reason why I wanted talk about this is due to all of this is sometimes overlooked, and it what makes their love in Chpater 4 not seem random. Imagine if Haru and Satsuki never had a single interaction during the killing game and then, all of a sudden, Haru finds that famous picture of him and Satsuki kissing. Then the case and class trial proceeds to be the exact same as we all know. That would make the case extremely random, rushed and weird, that's the importance behind those moments.
With that out of the way, I'm gonna talk about Chapter 4. It is the chapter that is mostly dedicated to make Satsuhiko / Kobaira shine. And I really love how before Haru finding the pic I mentioned in the paragraph above, you can already see how their friendship is slowly turning into love.
And now, the moment where I definitely felt upset. The sacrifice. Even if it made cry, perfection is how I would this bit played out. Their new love beginning but ending tragically soon by Haruhiko's death, and also how in here, knowing that Haru didn't even think it twice when sacrificing himself, it shows how of a great person he is and how great of a character he has become. And for Satsuki, the sacrifice made her stronger, made her become a better character than she already was. I also believe that one of the reasons why she just wanted to die (apart from being a really sweet soul who is honest and wants the best for the others.) was because she couldn't stand living without Haru and although is extremely sad, it just shows how much they loved each other.
And of course, I love how were a couple before the killing game and then were able to fall in love again.
Other things about Satsuhiko: (These are not opinions)
Haru becomes much less agressive towards Satsuki's silly remarks over time.
You can see how in Chapter 4, Haruhiko favors and protects Satsuki already before the sacrifice. This can be seen when he offers Satsuki to steal food and when they were caught for stealing said food, where Haruhiko went to protect Satsuki and lie to protect her.
During Chapter 4, Satsuki only trusts Haruhiko. She only hangs out with him and nobody else.
#satsuki iranami#dra#danganronpa another despair academy#danganronpa another#haruhiko kobashikawa#danganronpa
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Water Tower
Jay Kelso x Runck Teen
-hiiii!!! I really enjoyed That 90s show and wanted to write some one shots for it so lmk what you think!!
Camila nodded along as she listened to Leia ranting about not having her first kiss. She hadn't spoken up in fear of being questioned. Her crush was in the vicinity of over hearing that she was inexperienced and she wasn't trying to embarrass herself.
Camila had had the hugest crush on Jay Kelso since middle school, but since he was her brother's best friend she refused to even attempt to flirt with him. Looking up to see her sister's eye verge to hers she quickly looked down at her magazine. "Hey, Cam, how come you never told us about yours?"
Feeling everyone's attention on her, she played it cool and kept looking at the magazine, shrugging it off, "cause it's not a big deal." Her older brother scoffed from his spot next to his girlfriend, seemingly coming up for air for once, "yeah right, you've never kissed anyone. You can't keep anything to yourself." Boy was he wrong, she rolled her eyes looking at him with a glare before looking back at the magazine.
"Wait," Leia erupted in panic, "Camila, one of the coolest girls in town, hasn't even been kissed?! How do I even stand a chance if she hasn't even been kissed?!" The brunette rolled her eyes, closed her magazine and stood up, "no, and fyi, it's not that serious. Your first kiss should have meaning behind it, not just something to pass off," she told the newest group member before walking past the one person she couldn't look at and out the basement door.
Deciding she needed a break from everyone, the Runck middle child made her way to the water tower. She climbed all the way up and sat in her usual spot, back against the tower and legs straight out. The green eyed girl closed her eyes and listened to the sounds around her. Sometimes being around people became a lot so Camila tended to find a small getaway, which was normally either the tower or a hidden spot by the lake she'd found on one of her walks.
The clinking sound of someone climbing up snapped her back to reality. Her eyes opened just in time to meet the brown ones she had tried to avoid most of the time. Jay gave her a bright smile as he finally made it up, "hey, I thought you'd be here." Giving a small smile, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes again, "you thought correctly."
She heard him let out a chuckle and the metal underneath gave away his position as he sat next to her, "you know, you shouldn't let them get to you." Sighing, she opened her eyes and looked at their town that looked tiny from their high point of view, "how can I not when Gwen just made me the laughing stock of the group to make her new bestie feel better?"
She felt his fingers slip in between hers as he moved to hold her hand, which she allowed, and he scooted closer to her, "because she's just jealous. You don't try and she has to." Rolling her eyes, Camila looked up to insult herself but was quick to come to the realization of their closeness which made her mind go blank. Jay's eyes stared back into hers and he gave her a kind smile, "I think it's sweet that you're waiting for the right time for your first kiss."
Trying to keep her breathing steady, she felt her lips curve up, "really?" The brunette gave her a nod, "yeah, it's kind of cute actually." Grinning, Camila laid her head on his shoulder and looked back to the view. It really was peaceful up here. They sat in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying each other's company, before he spoke up again, "was-um, was there anyone you had in mind?"
The Runck teen's face began to heat up, she felt her heartbeat speed up. She could lie and tell him no, but what if she said yes and he asked who it was? Would she tell him? That would be a disaster.
Sitting up straight she shook her head, "no, i- um, I hadn't really thought about it." Their eyes met again and she could see his cheeks turning red, "well whoever it is, he'll be lucky to have your first kiss." Biting her lip she decided to take the chance, "actually- I had one person in mind," her eyes dropped to their hands, "he's a really great friend of mine and he treats me like I'm a princess anytime we're doing anything-"
"H-he sounds great," his voice broke and his grip loosened making her meet his eyes again to see how saddened he was, even when he tried to cover it up. Tightening her grip on his hand, she moved to sit on her knees and face him, "yeah, he is, because he's you Jay." The teens brown eyes snapped to her green ones fast in shock, "you wanted me to be your first kiss?"
Feeling all her confidence fade she looked back down at their still connected hands, "I've actually been wanting to ask you to be my first boyfriend, you don't have to-" His other hand gently pulled her face up so their eyes could meet, "I'd love to be your boyfriend Camila," with that he leaned in and met her soft, unkissed lips.
She quickly accepted and kissed back, her other hand laying on the hairs on the back of his neck. She'd never imagine that Jay would actually want to kiss her, let alone actually kiss her. Yet here she was, floating on cloud nine. His lips were so soft, and he moved so expertly making her pray that she was half as good.
When they pulled away, panting for air, and their eyes met Jay had the biggest smile on his face, "I've been waiting to do that for years." Giggling, she pecked his lips and sat back on the metal, "me too. You are a really good kisser by the way." The teen next to her laughed and played with her hand that was still in his, "thanks, so are you, for someone inexperienced you kiss like you've been at it for years." She giggled and laid her head back on his shoulder, feeling perfectly content with the fact that they'd actually admitted their feelings to each other. Maybe Gwen wasn't such a bad sister.
#jay kelso#that 90s show#gwen runck#nate runck#leia forman#jay kelso imagine#jay kelso one shot#that 90s show imagine#that 90s show one shot
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Is there any picture of Alice’s family? It would be cool to see them or doodle an idea what they look like :0
Sadly, I haven't been able to draw for a while now due to health reasons, and it might be a while longer before I can again. (Don't worry, it's nothing serious.) A friend of mine offered to draw the oldest three King girls for me though, which is super sweet of her.
I have made picrews of some of the family members to serve as a general idea to work from when I do eventually draw them. It's what I did before drawing Alice's concept sheet too. I find picrews to a good place to consider character appearance in broad strokes.
I'll share some of those picrews with you all if you're curious about my current general ideas. Remember, their designs (and some of their names) aren't completely set in stone yet, as I still need to draw them when I can. This just helps me better get a picture in my mind of what they look like.
As a heads up, each individual picrew can be pretty limited in its options. Sometimes skin tone, eye color, hair type, etc. just won't match with the look I'm going for. These are just the picrews that come closest to what I have in mind right now.
First up is Mama King, who I'm considering naming Lycoris or Lily.
Picrew
Soft, sweet, cuddly, short of stature but big of heart, Mama King absolutely loves her family more than anything else in the world. There's nothing she won't do to protect them and what they love.
Mama King is not only a great mother, but she's also fantastic at growing plants and has won many awards over the years. This is what led to a pretty good business online selling flowers that have been made into charming jewelry and other forms of art by her creative and loving spouse.
The family home has a decent sized plot of land to allow Mama to grow as many plants as she likes. Her gardens are truly a sight to behold, and her one of a kind flowers are to die for.
As you might have guessed, Alice has gotten a few features from her mom, such as her height, curly hair, and her wonderfully soft and cuddly hugs. The coloration, however, was something she inherited from her Papa.
Picrew
I'm still trying to decide on Papa King's name, but I've got a pretty solid idea of what he looks like. Tall, slender, and pale, this proud papa stands out in a crowd, though sometimes under some shade with sunscreen and shades on if it's someplace out in the sunlight. Sadly, being albino means you're more prone to sunburns, and his eyes are more sensitive than most. The picrew can't really give what I have in mind justice, but their eyes are a mixture of pale blue and red due to the lack of pigment.
Papa King is a sensitive soul who loves creating stylish trinkets and jewelry. He struggles with conflict, so their wife is his knight in shining armor much of the time, and that's one of the reasons why they fell in love with her. He also loves their wonderful children, as well as all the cats and dogs the family own. Though quite the homebody, his life is very full with such a busy house and their creative projects, as well as running the business he owns with their wife.
The oldest child of the King family probably doesn't really need an introduction. I mean, I drew Alice and mentioned her on this tumblr plenty of times before. Still, it feels sad to leave her out, so here's a picrew of her and Jack holding hands and dressed for a date.
Picrew
Why yes I'm shameless about my OTP. Welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy the sweet vanilla and spice.
Eventually I'll make a post with the picrews that I used to help me make Alice's concept sheet, but that's for another time. Now onto the next child in this big, happy family.
Picrew
The second oldest was named Barbara Anne, but you'd be forgiven for not knowing that, as everyone calls her Barbie, with her siblings sometimes just calling her Bar. (Alice was the one who first started using that particular nickname when they were very little and it just stuck around.)
Barbie is practically the opposite of her sweet and doting parents. She's a prickly, snarky, and sarcastic misanthrope who prefers animals and 2D characters to humans. Her personality and large stature are usually enough to ward people off. She's taken after her dad with her height and her mom with having a larger frame. Though she's a nerdy otaku, if she hits you, it's going to hurt.
Barbie isn't shy to let people know to back off and leave her alone, quick to deliver barbs and tease others mercilessly if they don't buzz off. Still, like any true tsundere, get past her prickly exterior and there's a softer side that's full of genuine love and affection waiting underneath. The only people she cares about currently are her family and the few friends she made online... and eventually a suitor who is going to need to be a good boy and heel at her command if he wants a chance of making puppies with her.
The most striking thing about Barbie is her eyes. She has central heterochromia, which means both of her eyes are a mixture of brown and blue, not unlike how Papa King's are a mixture of red and blue. She practically lives in t-shirts and sweatpants, which often are themed around anime and games she likes, or offensive snark. Her hair is always a mess, and she keeps it cropped short most of the time so that she doesn't have to bother with it.
Barbie is good with computers and isn't above a little hacking or trolling. Though she's moved out of the King house, she's doing just fine in her own apartment, making money by scamming crypto scammers and the like, among other more legitimate and actually legal jobs.
Don't tell anyone about her secret double life as a streamer with a cutesy anime waifu virtual avatar. She'll make your life hell if you do.
Picrew
Next up is Coraline. I already made a post talking about her and showing off a few of her picrews, so I'll just lightly touch on what I have in mind for her design. She's average height (making her a little taller than big sis Alice), with brown eyes, looks very sickly, and while most of her very curly hair is brown, it lacks some pigment in places. She still lives at home due to her health, and every morning Mama braids her hair up nice and neat, only for it to eventually come increasingly undone and messy by the end of the day. She favors comfortable clothes like sweaters and sweatpants.
The most signature piece of Coraline's look is her pendant. I've actually mentioned the pendant before in a previous post... or at least Alice's version of the pendant and the fact that each King child got one when they were born.
Mama King proposed to Papa with a bouquet of blue roses that she grew specially for them . Blue roses are said to be an impossible flower naturally, very rare, and growing them was her way of showing that she loved him enough to do the impossible for them. Papa preserved each one of the flowers in resin and whenever they're expecting a child, he crafts one into a custom necklace for the child, which is engraved with the baby's name and the date of their birth after they're born.
As an aside, if one of the kids ever wanted to change their name for whatever reason, Papa would be more than happy to alter the inscription to their new name.
The rest of the kids are vague as of the moment, but I know there are at least 4 more of them. They'll be fleshed out eventually over time, along with the pets and any other details about this happy family.
I hope you liked what I've got to share with you so far about the King family, and thanks for showing interest in them. I'm always happy to know that people enjoy my OCs. 💖
@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur
#Sunny Day Jack#Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack#SunnyDayJack#sdj#swwsdj#Dachabo#The Groom of Gallagher Mansion#TheGroomOfGallagherMansion#Picrew Art#Headcanon Ramblings#Ask
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"You're thinking about him again, aren't you?"
Rhaenyra looked up at him as she approached, her smile at seeing him merging into one of confusion. "Who?"
Astarion tittered playfully at her, a sly smile on his lips. "Your expression gave you away darling. Your dream visitor, the one who came to us at Moonrise, you were thinking about him...indecently."
Rhaenyra prayed she wasn't blushing as she felt the truth behind his words resonating from something within her. He was quite right. After they'd left Moonrise and after seeing her dream visitor in the flesh outside of the astral prism, Rhaenyra had struggled not to think about him whenever her mind wandered. The mystery behind the dream visitor vexed her constantly but she wondered sometimes if she knew more than she realised, and the fact that he was evasive with some answers he gave to her direct questions made her think if she was a fool to trust him. She wanted to trust him, for he had protected her and the rest of them and gave sound advice...but was that it? Was she just a means to an end that would discarded once their goal was reached? She didn't want to acknowledge the hurt at the thought but this was often followed by scorn at herself. She couldn't afford to be the hopeless romantic and the dream visitor might well not in interested in her like that. But his words at Moonrise, telling her that her beauty and kindness was admired by him, she couldn't help but feel her heart swoon.
However, Rhaenyra really didn't want to have this conversation with Astarion of all people. For one thing, he might be upset with her, and many would say he would be well justified. They were each other's partner and whilst their relationship was mostly platonic nowadays, it didn't stop them their frantic kisses whenever they got a moment to themselves. Her thoughts, of lust and affection, towards the dream visitor complicated matters. It made her think she was cheating on Astarion, but it appeared that her vampire didn't mind.
Astarion continued, giving her a sheepish look. "Look, I know I said that I wasn't ready for a proper relationship yet and I know that I want something real with you, but I would understand if you wanted to...sow your oats, as it were."
Her expression was one of blatant shock now. "You're...serious about this?"
"We all have needs darling" he said casually and she didn't see any hurt or defensiveness in his face or words. She'd got very good at recognising when Astarion was putting on a brave face, but here, he seemed utterly genuine. "I don't expect you to remain committed to me right now. I'm not able to give you all of me right now and I don't think it's fair to keep you all to myself. Not when there are alternatives out there for you that aren't Gale."
Rhaenyra smirked with amusement at the scorn on the last word. Astarion was convinced that Gale was in love with her and even if that were so, he held no appeal over her like that. Astarion was the only one in their camp who drew her attention, but even his was being dwarfed by the dream visitor.
She stepped forwards and offered her hand, which he took and squeezed gently. "I don't know what to think, in all honesty. Are...I don't even know what's happening."
Astarion brushed a tray hair away from her face and cupped her cheek gently, running his thumb gently over the skin. "I know how to see when someone is pining, my sweet."
Rhaenyra's cheeks flushed and she ducked her head.
"He was rather delicious, wasn't he?" As tarion said, teasing her a little more. "I don't blame you for wondering what he looks like under that armour, or what his silver tongue can do when it's not talking."
Rhaenyra half laughed, half groaned in frustration. "It's aggravating! I cannot get him out of my mind, as he seems to have made himself quite comfortable there, probably sitting on my sanity!"
Astarion quirked a brow. "Can he hear this conversation?"
Rhaenyra's eyes widened in horror "Fuck. Maybe. Hope not."
Unbidden and causing her to stir, familiar words echoed across her mind, and going by his expression he was speaking to Astarion too.
Your hopes are in vain, sweet Rhaenyra.
Rhaenyra grimaced as Astarion burst out laughing and she buried her face in his chest as he wrapped his arms around her, still chortling.
-> MASTERLIST OF BG3 PICS is here.
#Baldur's Gate 3 Fanfiction#Tav x Dream Visitor#Tav x Astarion#Baldurs Gate 3#Baldur's Gate Three#Baldur's Gate III#Baldurs Gate Three#Baldurs Gate III#Baldur's Gate 3#BG3 Rhaenyra
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Creddie fans rejoice! Miranda Cosgrove dishes on the iCarly couple finally getting together
Cosgrove tells EW about Carly and Freddie's improvised kiss scene, why she always wanted them to be the endgame, and teases "a big question" that'll be answered in the season finale.
By Calie ScheppJune 08, 2023 at 02:17 PM EDT
Warning: This article contains spoilers for iCarly (2021), season 3, episode 3, "iMake New Memories."
Wake up the members of Creddie nation, it's your time to be!
On Thursday's episode of iCarly, on-again, off-again besties Carly Shay (Miranda Cosgrove) and Freddie Benson (Nathan Kress) finally confessed their feelings for each other. Granted, Freddie's made his intentions clear since the first episode of the original 2007 Nickelodeon series, but for Carly it's been a long and storied trek to realize she felt the same.
"It's taken 15 years for them to finally get together," Cosgrove tells EW. "I think that it makes a lot of sense for both of the characters. And if it were real life, I could see it actually taking this long because it feels like every time one of them likes the other, it's not the right moment or it's not for the right reason, and now it finally is."
In "iMake New Memories," out now on Paramount+, the two take a sweet walk down memory lane, looking through pictures from their decade-and-a-half-long friendship. Fittingly it's in the place where it all began, the studio in Spencer's apartment where the duo film Carly's popular web series. Before going in for not one, but two kisses, Freddie asks, "Is this really happening?" Carly replies, "I hope so." He recites his signature countdown before planting another smooch, which Cosgrove says was completely improvised.
"It wasn't in the script at all," she explains. "We did it in one take the very last time and we were both really unsure about it. Some of the writers came over and they were like, 'We have this idea, it might be too much, but just give it a shot for one take.' And so many times we do things and it doesn't end up on the show or we'll improvise. So you never know what's gonna end up in there. That's what makes it fun and exciting. When we were filming the scene, we were both like, we don't know if this is gonna work, but we'll try it. And it ended up being the last line of the episode."
Like the revival series as a whole, the moment embraces a more mature approach to the material than you'd find on the original iCarly. Cosgrove says this is necessary when telling the story of childhood friends who are navigating a new chapter of their lives as adults. In the series, Freddie has been married twice and has a step-daughter named Millicent, played by Jaidyn Triplett.
"This season, we dove into more serious stuff than we usually do on the show, while also trying to keep just the weird randomness of the original show," says Cosgrove. "Sometimes it's a little bit of a challenge just finding the perfect balance. I think because it's iCarly, heavy for us is still not very heavy."
Cosgrove understands the importance of doing Creddie justice, since fans have been waiting years for the relationship to bloom. She compares their friends-to-lovers journey to Lizzie and Gordo from the Disney Channel series Lizzie McGuire.
"When I was little, I always wanted Gordo with Lizzie," she says. "I think a part of me always hoped that Freddie and Carly would end up together just because it's so romantic, the idea of knowing somebody ever since you were young, being best friends, kind of going back and forth liking each other, but the timing always being off. I'm excited for the people that do ship them and want them together. They waited 15 years, I'm excited for them to finally get what they've been waiting for and I hope that it lives up to their expectations."
Creddie fever aside, Seddie shippers (iCarly fans who shipped Jennette McCurdy's Sam and Freddie) are still very active online. While Sam and Freddie's love/hate relationship ended with the original series, Cosgrove says she understands where the Seddie shippers are coming from.
"There were times, as the character Carly, when we were filming the original show, I thought that they should be together on the show. I love the idea of people that always butt heads, that don't really get along and are always calling each other out, falling in love. They do love each other on the show as people and they were a good couple when they were on the original series. I think if Freddy had ended up with Sam it would've been a really good ending as well."But alas, Freddie ends up with Carly, a match made in webcast heaven.
As for the rest of season three, Cosgrove promises more big moments for Creddie and teases an episode centered around a cat rescue that features around 50 cats. Plus, a shocking finale. "The finale episode we touch on something that has kind of been a big question that people have asked throughout the whole series and has never really had an answer to," she says.
Fans of the original series will remember when Freddie jumped in front of a speeding taco truck to save Carly. She kissed him shortly after, suggesting that they date, but he worried she only liked him for his heroism. In "iMake New Memories" Carly professes her 'like' to her longtime friend. "Freddie, you're still my hero, you're the person who I can always count on.
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Its my city now ive been thinking about oc dynamics for the other brothers. I decided toto recycle some old fandom ocs from my preteen years bc its both funny and thematically appropriate.
The only new ones are like wendy and suzi. Suzi is sorta not new but so completely revamped and wasn’t ever really developed anyways.
I have to figure out like actual names for two bc they’ve only gone by nicknames. I also thought it would be fun to have more cartoonish/surreal characters instead of just regular people.
Kitti (nickname)- when i made her, she originally was a Boy Scout and kinda based off of spongebob. Now ive changed her to like a big sister like character except she really ISN’T. She’s the younger sister of twins, neither the brain or muscle behind their duo. She’s sweet, dense, and a stickler for order. She’s a mycologist and likes to hang out in the woods. She is dating oso im still working on their dynamic but theyre definitely childhood friends who find each other again in adulthood oso confuses her for her twin sister and is like: whoa, so you decided to become a girl!! Thats so cool can i see ur boobs since we’re old friends?? She meets oso thru totty who shes friends with bc theyre both girls.
Wendy - basically a small, loud little henchman or hypeman. She’s so so small in height and so round. She looks like a shark, has very pointy teeth, beady lil teeth, and is very scary except her voice is really adorable. She is karamatsu’s biggest fucking fan, and hyped him up as much as he does to the point where sometimes he’s embarrassed. I think she’s weird and funny bc she has a rich inner world completely detached from him that she never tells him about except for concerning bits and pieces. So far theyre my favorite bc i drew her telling kara when hes not there she goes to nurtitionland and hangs out with talking carrots. Kara absolutely adores her and tries to explain her appeal constantly but everyone side eyes him.
Sindri - I haven’t really figured it out yet bc Sindri was an oc i used to really adore. I remember having like a really lavish and dramatic backstory for him that was super serious but i kinda don’t wanna do all of that anymore but dont wanna erase all of it either. Slowly rebuilding him. I ship him w choro tho
Esaias- another recycled but kinda loved oc. He was like one of my least favorites but I had developed him a loooot. Almost all of his original characterization and background are the same, so he grew up in a paramilitary Christian cult ran by his step father and mother that only consisted of his immediate family. His childhood sucked but you wouldn’t know it bc he was the blacksheep, and thoroughly ignored but a lot of the family politics bc hes considered the illegitimate eldest. He’s actually really normal and nice and in Japan for grad school and to train under Fighting Yowai. He makes Ichi really nervous bc he’s like a normie or something but he also is really strange. They have a really funny dynamic to me but eventually hes kinda like a security blanket ichi carries and he is there basically like “damn bitch you live like this? Thats so cool can you teach me?”
Suzi - she didn’t have a very thick background, I made her when I was like literally 12 and didn’t like her very much to the point where her entire narrative was that i killed off her sister. Which is funny bc i love her now and so I killed her off too. She’s a ghost! Like a sadako/okiku type of ghost. Looks very scary and only jyushi can see her and at first he’s terrified of her but it’s really actually lighthearted and silly. His brothers are all weirded out by jyushi’s new imaginary friend but they are a loveydovey couple even tho shes dead and he aint.
And then tottys still mine
Oh i forgot nom (another nickname)
I ship her with nyaa. She’s a tsundere who is obsessed with looking cool, she’s the older twin sister of kitti and she is the biggest softie ever. Literally the brain and the brawn, she’s in love w nyaa and is a crybaby. She’s really moody too, friends with ichi and kara. She wants to be goth and alt so bad but shes just shein. The tallest of my ocs. She can only handle the responsibility of taking care of Kitti, so she cant cook or clean (kitti must) but she does everything else. She’s a drop out fashion student, and a cringefail girl. The only one who can make kitti, who comes across as a big sister character be a whiny baby. I ship her with nyaa bc i think itd be funny
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Can you give us some spicy and sweet headcanons of Roger from your AKoE universe? 👀
here you go anon! a handful of sweet and spicy headcanons that i wrote instead of working on the actual chapter lmao
Sweet:
Roger met Margo when they were in uni but only after Queen broke up. She was not into the grunge scene and sometimes still teases him about trying to be Dave Grohl.
Roger was 34 when Sylvester was born. Most of his friends already had kids so he defs felt a bit weird about being an older first time dad, but he'd also wanted kids for ages. He and Margo agreed to start properly trying for them after they'd been married for about six months but it was a few years before they were successful. In fact, they'd started looking into fertility specialists and adoption agencies when they found out Margo was pregnant. Roger counts his kids births as the happiest days of his life.
Reader first came to Roger's attention when she bombed an assignment. He had a fairly large cohort of bio students to teach so while he was previously aware of her it was only as one name among many. Her work had been decent up to that point, though not the best in the class, and he mentally pegged her as one of the kids who'd struggle as the bio content got harder and end up dropping the subject. Instead she buckled down and improved her work which very much impressed Roger. He was pleased to say he was wrong and see her back in his class in second year.
on weekends that he has his kids he makes sure they do any homework and chores early so that the rest of the weekend can be more fun. They usually pop to the video store on their way home from school and each pick something to rent and some fun snacks so that they can have a movie night (which sometimes includes building a blanket fort). Once when both kids had chickenpox he moved the TV into his bedroom and they all curled up in his big beg with ice cream.
His kids have been on multiple playdates with the children of other kinksters he met at munches, mostly when they were younger. There was a boy around the same age as Sylvester who's mum was a widow just starting to try and meet guys again. She and Roger hooked up a couple of times but it wasn't a regular thing. But they did take their kids to the park together and babysit for each other sometimes. Roger used to joke about starting a babysitting roster with some of the other parents to determine who'd watch all the kids while they others were having an orgy.
Spicy
Roger has had 3 serious/regular play partners since his divorce. Two of them he dommed (although there was a little switching sometimes) and one that dommed him. Be he's also done one off scenes with a few others, mostly in private but one or two public demonstrations at play parties.
As hed got older he'd found himself drawn to submitting more. In his 20s he and Margo started experimenting with it a bit and once he got into the kink community he found he really really liked it. It's nice being told what to do. Different to being a dad or a teacher where he's the one giving instructions. Letting someone else call the shots and look after him feels really nice.
His weekly sessions with Reader is the most regular sex he's had in a good six or seven months. His previous regular partner moved away for work and he hadn't found anyone else yet when Readder approached him with her proposal. He sometimes thinks it was the semi-dry spell he was in that made him say yes.
His fave position changes depending on the situation. If it's a bondage scene he likes having her standing with her arms tied above her head and maybe a leg tied up so he can easily reach her cunt. If it's another kinky scene with impact play or denial or DP - he likes doggy. With Margo their preference was cowgirl because she came best on top of him (and he could pull her into a kiss when he wanted). But with Reader he's not sure yet. Because their whole thing is about exploring different things he hasn't really had a chance to find a favourite. But he is a little concerned by how often his dreams of her end in very intimate missionary or spooning.
Roger finds it hard to pick the best sex of his life but a contender was the day Queen's one and only album was released. Roger took the CD to the local pub and showed it to the very fit bird who worked the bar. He'd been trying to get off with her for months and finally she let him. She gave him a blowjob in the back alley and then, when he pouted and said he wanted to fuck her she rolled her eyes and let him take her home. They did it twice and she left her underwear behind.
The sex he thinks about most is his first time with Reader. Partly because he knew he shouldnt have done it, partly because it was hot knowing it wasn't really allowed, and partly because of how stupidly easy he'd found it to give in and how much he wanted to make her feel good. He can't decide if it was a mistake or one of the best things he's ever done.
#a different kind of education#my writing#roger taylor smut#roger taylor x reader#idk i hope these are okay#i really wanna get the chapter out this week tho
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aha! I was going to send you an ask a few days ago and then got started reading your fic. how about 🎤 and 🔧 for the ask meme?
Ahhhhh thank you so much this is so sweet! Let's see......
🎤- Kerry Eurodyne
Riley and Kerry had a very very rocky start. Kerry is basically Riley's ultimate opposite: the peppy to her moody, the extreme optimist to her extreme realist, the "fuck it, let's blow up a car what's the worst that can happen?" to her "no no no can we please try to come up with a plan I am BEGGING YOU--". Riley's biggest hangup with Kerry is evident in her most core memory of him, where he calls her out of the blue after the Samurai gig and goes "Johnny...?" first, leaving her to awkwardly explain that no, sorry, he's not available, she's gonna have to do, which Kerry shrugs off and goes "okay, yeah, you'll work I guess."
Riley is a bit prickly regarding Kerry's, uh, preference towards Johnny, to the point that she spends the first few weeks of their friendship convinced that Kerry's just waiting for her to shrivel up and die so he can get his best friend back. As a result of that conversation, she pretty much considers that sentiment confirmed in her eyes and thus starts a very awkward companionship where Riley doesn't really even know why she's bothering (the money definitely doesn't hurt, though) and Kerry's just jazzed to have a buddy that enables his destructive ideas in the way Johnny used to. They do eventually become real legit friends and Riley gets over her misgivings around the Dark Matter junket, but they definitely got off on the wrong foot for a while.
🔧- Saul Bright
Oh, Saul. Riley actually likes Saul more than she probably should. After growing up as a very serious, rule-oriented child in a nomad clan, it's natural that she would gravitate towards a very serious, rule-oriented clan leader like Saul, who's stricter than her former Bakkers chieftain Selita but not to the point that it makes him hated among the clan. In truth, Riley is more divided about Saul and Panam's Biotechnica conflict than she would let on, because while she does ultimately think that Panam is right, she doesn't think grand plays of recklessness and mutiny are effective ways of solving it. Regardless, Riley sticks with Panam because she's loyal to a fault for her friends and hey, if she doesn't keep Pan on this side of the living, who's gonna?
The night after Panam and Riley rescue Saul, Riley-- somewhat of a restless sleeper when Raffens are about-- goes to use the bathroom and runs into a similarly wide-awake Saul. The pair of them talk a little 1 v 1, in which Saul kinda-sorta thanks Riley for watching out for Panam and keeping her out of danger, and he tries to pry some more information about her former life as a Bakker to no avail. They talk for a while more until the conversation turns towards Panam again-- in many ways, Saul still views Panam as a child, and is somewhat of the mind that the plan to bust him free was Riley's and not hers. Riley has to put her foot down and set him straight in regards to that too; Hey man, the plan was hers, you may not agree with her approach on shit because I definitely don't sometimes, but Panam gets results and like it or not, she's a person you'd want in your corner rather than out of it, so wise the fuck up and stop tearing her down every chance you get.
Neither of them gain much in the conversation except a newfound, if not somewhat begrudging, respect for each other. Riley and Saul can never really be "friends" due to the power dynamic of him being the Aldecaldo's head and her being a former nomad, but this marks the point that the pair of them find even footing with each other. This ALSO marks the point where Saul realizes that Riley is pretty much the only person Panam will listen to, and every single time Panam texts Riley, she'll get another one from Saul five minutes later asking her to stop Panam from doing whatever stupid thing it is she's about to throw herself into. It gets so bad that Riley seriously contemplates blocking his holo number at some point just so her phone will stop ringing off the hook.
#irrigone#My V#Riley Aldana#Kerry Eurodyne#Saul Bright#THANK YOU!!! Sorry I was at a work function last night so apologies for the late response!#long post
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Average Tuesday
“So walk me through this again,” She says.
“Right,” I start with panted breaths, “so picture this-“
“-Picturing.” she chimes. I go on
“So it’s your average run of the mill Tuesday in the post apocalypse-“
“-Mhm.”
“-And y’know, like always there’s some punks, some real assholes-“
“-What kind of assholes?”
“-Oh, y’know, tech nerds who want to bring back the 20s, all the shit that sucked and just drag that into our perfectly peaceful hellworld-“
“-So the annoying kind.”
“-Right, see you’re getting it already. So you see these guys, see them trying to drag in last century’s corporate schemes with a new coat of paint, and you get pissed, right?”
“-Right.”
“-Right,” I nod, vindicated, “so, you think to yourself, ‘Markus, you can’t just let this happen, not after everything, not after what our forebears’ spent their lives trying to build, new society, no corporate, just people. You gotta do something about this!’“
“-Got me so far.”
“-So,”
“-So?”
“-So, you talk to your friends, some of whom have quite the skill set when it comes to system cracking.”
-A few come to mind.”
“-Mhm, and you ask them for some help, and maybe just maybe, they give you this handy little thumb drive with some of the most potent malware friendship can buy you, but you ask why they can’t just upload it themself.”
“-And they said that people like these definitely have their most important files in lockdowned server banks cut from the Well.”
“-Pretty much, yeah! So, you have to get your hands a little dirty, you know how it is sometimes, gotta get to the servers themselves and plug it in.”
“-But you don’t know where it is.”
“-Exactly! So you reach out to your good friend Eden, who’s so very smart and helpful and sweet-“
“-And very privy to rich freaks playing at capitalism?”
“-Hit the nail on the head. And you ask her what she knows, and if she wants to lend a hand, be on lookout and be some backup for her good friend Markus.”
“-Which she did.”
“-Which she did, and with your best friend workin’ with ya, you go on in. And it’s clean!”
“-But-“
“-But…”
“-But,” she takes over, “you don’t listen to your best friend when she says like, three guards are coming by and they’ll definitely fucking see you, and you stay inside for a whole ‘nother three minutes.”
“-And in your defense you say- I say, that as funny as it’s gonna be for everything they have to go up in smoke, I think it’d kind of suck if all that tech and knowledge had to go with them. So, I got everything down on the drive. Happy?”
“-Oh, I’m not mad-“
“-You’re mad-“
“-I’m not mad,” Eden says, looking at me, “I just wanted to hear you give the exact explanation for why three guards and a bunch of idiot fucking nerds are chasing us.”
“Yeah, yeah that's fair,” I say and look behind, praying they had given up. They have not. Three guards, two humans and a machine, each in mid weight body armor, all chrome gray from head to toe in the fucking things. Behind them(like, really far behind) were a handful of the aforementioned nerds, who weren’t out of shape, but probably weren’t used to keeping up with two people who have making gateways as a job skill. I turn to Eden.
“We probably need to do something about these guys.” She gives me The Look, which I take as the que to get serious. We turn a corner, passing from one alley to another. Fortunately for us, this neighborhood’s population was kind enough to be sloppy with their trash cans. Amongst a heap of plastic and cans up ahead I see a few bottles , heavy bottom glass, the good shit. I duck down and grab two as we pass, clutching one to my chest and passing the other to Eden. A moment passes where we lock eyes, and she nods. Pays to have a partner who knows your bullshit. We stop in the alley to take a breath, waiting just long enough for the guards to catch up. To their credit it only takes them a few seconds, but when they turn to see us standing there they pause, possibly dumbfounded to just see us standing there. Guy on the right, Wiry looking dude, looks nervous. I whip my bottle at him but my aim is ass, as always. He just moves a bit to the left and it shatters on the wall behind him. What he doesn’t expect is the second bottle from eye, which he conveniently steps into the path of. Square shot to the forehead, glass shatters and he falls over. Armor will probably keep him safe but that’s gonna hurt. By this point the nerds themselves catch up, panting, but we’re already high tailing it, the two remaining guards after. I hear the nerds yell something, staying behind to make sure the third guard is safe, and the other two are too preoccupied to check into that excuse. Look to my right, Eden gives me a smile. Two to go.
She turns back to focus on the path, a straight shot with a half dozen splitting paths to lead through Ark’s labyrinth ass alleys. I hear the slight hum of electronics, see the shine behind her metal eye light up as the little computers in her brain get to work. A few seconds pass as I look in vain for more conveniently abandoned garbage, but Eden grabs my hand and pulls me toward the third offshoot we pass, with a whispered yell of “Trust me on this!” Not a moment of hesitation, I nod and we turn right on through. I can hear the guards not far behind, but a few more moments of panicked sprinting and we burst out into a light up bustling street. Night Market, because Ark always has someone trying to sell something and someone trying to buy. I remember the old song and dance. I turn my jacket inside out and Eden does the same, and we both do our best to blend in as just some more faces in the crowd. We pass through the market quietly, speaking low under the drum of the environment. I check behind us, saying, “Cool, they haven’t seen us yet. Think we can bail?” E shakes her head, sighing just a little as the exhaustion starts to catch up. “Doubt it, second they think to ask, ‘hey, did you see two assholes with a metal arm and a cyber eye come out this alley?’ with the way they’re armored? Someone’s gonna spill.” She takes another glance back, and mutters, “Think we can take them?” I think on it for a second, flip a coin to a booth and grab three satsumas from their stall. Peel one, pass another to Eden. “With their gear? Not in a straight fight I don’t think. We’re gonna have to get a bit tricky.” She looks at me a little incredulously, glancing down at the arm. I know what she means, but I can’t help but sigh. “Okay, sure, but that’s gonna take a while to charge, and I definitely won’t be able to manage it twice, not fast enough.” She gives me another look, and Eden smiles like the devil as she starts to speak. “They don’t need to know that.”
Cut to the guards just a minute later, asking around. One of them is talking to a random robot manning their stall, the other is looking around. And finally, they see her, the little fucker that helped their thief get away. They grab the other’s shoulder, shake them to attention and take off, hoping to get this shit over with and head home. She notices them, dead sprints into another alleyway. They follow her inside, and egads, they finally get a break. A dead end, leaving the only way out past them. But, but, the thief himself is nowhere to be seen. The robot heaves a simulated sigh and steps forward, baton raised. “Listen, lady, where’s ya fuckin’ friend, eh? No one’s got to get hurt.” Eden takes a few step back, almost pressing against the wall, face twisting into some small amount of fear as she stammers. “I, I don’t know he-he just left, left me here that son of a bitch.” A small amount of anger leaks into her voice. The robot steps forward, and with a press of a button the wires up and down the baton catch light and pulse with electricity. She gestures at Eden, “Look, just fess it all up kid, then I won’t have to use this thing.” She takes another step forward, then another as Eden fails to answer. Finally the faux peace gives way to malice, and the guard takes a definitive step over the unknown threshold. Their partner is close behind but not close enough to stop what’s about to happen, or to see the smile creep onto Eden’s face. “Stars,” She laughs, “you’re stupid.” And the robot looks up as she hears something, and sees a figure jump from the unnoticed apartment staircase.
See, one of the good things –one of the best things if you ask me– about new humanity is how easy it is to change yourself. Before it all collapsed, the kind of augments Eden and I have were luxuries, the kind of things you’d have to bankrupt yourself to afford at any decent quality. Now, though? Now it's easy, it's cheap, and anyone can do it. With a little help, even a kid from the slums can get a new arm, and keep fixing it as he gets older to make sure it suits his size. Sometimes you gotta make do with something a little not your style, and it's fine. But sometimes, you get lucky, real lucky, and you find something incredible. And with a little more help you can get that one too, because the good parts of what makes someone human stayed with us when old humanity died.
Friendship, community, sarcasm, all that good stuff, it didn’t need to get dredged from the seabed like what these guys were trying.
The world turned without it, and it still will.
The robot looks up a bit too late to see me falling. I don’t got any fancy computers in my brain, just the normal one, so it takes me a little bit more effort than Eden to get all the fancy tricks this arm can pull than it would for her. But just in time, it all works out as I swing down. The pistons pop and hiss as my fist connects with the machine’s chestplate, driving it in harder than I ever could have done myself, There’s a heavy thud and the sound of cracking metal. I roll once I hit the ground, barely managing to not eat shit but somehow getting back up to my feet without issue. My arm hurts, but I hold it out in a show of force. The strength of it knocked the robot on her ass. Stunned, she takes a moment to look at the fracture in her armor, her partner looking with the clear understanding that that shouldn’t be achievable by a jackass with a tin arm. I can’t help but smile, and look over to them both. Just one word, one simple thing ought to do it.
“Run.”
I’m a little surprised when it actually works. The two high tail it, leaving me and Eden to our lonesome. She walks up to me, peeling the final satsuma. “Nice hit, Mark.” She says, ”How’s the arm?”
I flex it a little, feel a twinge of pain where the metal meets nerves, panting from the stress and the fall “Could be… could be better. You good?” She smiles, passing me half of the fruit, saying “Doing just fine, smart boy. Now, why don’t we drop off your precious little thumb drive, and get dinner?”
I consider it for a moment, but always find it difficult to say no to her smile. I toss a piece of the fruit into my mouth, and say, “Sounds like a plan.”
#More of this lol#wanted to write something fun and silly to get back into the swing of things#The World Turns Still
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Hmmm this is hard.... Ogrim and Isma? considering we have like 2 scraps of canon feel free to use your own interpretations
now that the bingo board is up...
surprisingly i don't think i've talked about isma much on here, despite the fact she's actually pretty important to the plot. she's what kicks the urgency into high gear, since the fact that she's not dead is kind of a big red flag to the main antagonist behind it all. she's quite a bit different from how a lot of the fandom characterizes her, i think. i kinda like it that way.
specifically, a lot of people build her character off of her title of 'isma the kindly,' which is totally fair and valid, i love what people do with it. but with my work around her, her homeland (zelseq; she's unn's daughter, and a demigod), what she's been through, etc, she's a lot sharper than what i think most people go for. still kindly, yes, but a lot more serious and angry. she also has a different name that is used sometimes, but i'm sending it back to the drawing board because i need to work on zelseq (the language. the area and the language have the same name) more still, and that means reworking what i had with her name. the idea behind that though is that 'isma' is a bastardized, hallownestian-ized version of her zelseq name that was forced on her, and she's since reclaimed her original name.
it's hard to talk about her without revealing more of the plot, though i can say that as of the main story, she is no longer in hallownest and she left ogrim behind. she's alive, but not really well because she's been softly simmering in anger for a pretty long time. ogrim is not with her because... things are complicated. love is not all powerful; quite the opposite, really, and the fact they both manage to hang onto it is a feat in itself. he's trying his best, but certain things are beyond his capabilities. if he were able to go with isma, he would have done so without a moment's hesitation, and she with him.
i think the most fun thing i'm planning on doing with the two of them is repurposing isma's dream nail dialogue of "Ogrim... there's no time..." just because it's a nice twist, yknow. from melancholy to angry. also seeing characters go apeshit is,,, hooo. chills. it's a productive moment for the two of them, and a sweet one imo. they care so deeply for each other it's heartrending.
they get a happy ending. what i write may be dark, but it's supposed to be hopeful too. it may not be justice exactly, but they can be happy again.
#hollow knight#isma#ogrim#dreamless au#also if this is too abstract i'm sorry#i think i've been on my feet too much. i've been in spoon deficit for a while
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Dear Future Self... April 10, 2023
Man I’m getting worse at this, it’s been weeks.
Ok let’s see.. quick two week recap. The week of the 26th was a bit more chill, Mitch came over Tuesday night to hang out & brought Sushi. Thursday night Amber, Nathan and I met up with Abigail & her friends (who aren’t very friendly might I add) at Ranchmans and we were learning line dancing, which ended up being such a fun night and we want to go again. Saturday the 1st Jeremiah invited me to join for a hike which was nice. We’ve seen each other here & there at the park & then he invited me out. I wasn’t sure if we’d be carpooling & even how that drive would be but no one ended up carpooling with us so it was just us & we met everyone there but our conversation flowed really great actually. It’s nice because we’ve talked about a lot of variety of things but have also had some decent more serious talks as well, especially about family so it’s been nice to see that side of him & feel like he can be open. We did castle mountain lookout which was an absolute perfect day. Weather was amazing and the hike was great, we were the front pack so I didn’t feel like I held anyone behind which is always my fear but it was such a fantastic day and the drive back again was great. That night Amanda came over & we went to Redemption’s first games night. That was extremely awkward at first but once everyone started playing it ended up being a good evening and was nice to meet more people. I went to church alone that sunday which again I’m proud of not shying away from. Ended up picking out a few people from the games night & chatted with them so I feel like I’m really connecting with more people.
Last monday I went out with Sasha for a drink at a cute cozy cocktail bar place. She’s sweet and I enjoy my time with her. Sometimes I have moments where I feel like I don’t know what else to say but we can get onto topics that we ramble which is good. Conversation is usually pretty good. She even challenged me on my input in hanging out and we had a really good conversation & I think it really just solidified our friendship which was really nice so we booked to go to Major Tom next week and I think we’ll be booking more things the coming months. Tuesday Mitch brought me to the Flames game which was really fun.
Wednesday I visited Steven & amanda before they took off and did more of a puzzle which was great, I really need to get myself some puzzles cause man I’m really enjoying that. Friday I ended up taking off which I needed. Went shopping with Amber in the afternoon which as always we had a great time and got some great stuff for our trip. I seriously can’t wait. Again always seeing girls hang out & how I envied girl friendships is us. We have hilarious matching outfits to wear down there & I know us three are going to have such a great time. Saturday morning Mitch took me to Devonian gardens which was really nice an we found a little art studio there which was so great, makes me really want to go to more art stores and walk around. Then I hosted games night saturday which gave me so much anxiety leading up to it but it ended up being such a hit. Trae, Ashley, John, Amber, Kamber and Jeremiah came and I was so nervous with no one really knowing each other but I knew everyone’s personality would fit and it did. There was so many laughs and everyone stayed till midnight so I know everyone had a great time. I definitely want to keep the few core group & now start doing games nights once a month, I already had a few people comment on my IG story that they want to come to the next one haha so I’m definitely going to have to kickstart that which I’m excited for. It’s nice to host again and have people over. I haven’t hosted anything in absolute years, I want to say even before Trav & I got married, like a true hosting of an evening so it felt weird but I’m really happy how it turned out. Church was great yesterday and then took nova for a good long dog walk which again we ran into Jeremiah. We had some more great talks. I feel like sometimes I was always questioning if he enjoyed my company but I think now I don’t have to question it. I know he said he’d love to join some hikes with me and Amber and other activities so I can invite him out more too. I just don’t want it to get weird but it’s really nice building a friendship. It was super weird because saturday night I had a dream about him & someone else I cant remember if it was Travis or not but Jeremiah was in it & he told me that he did like me and wanted to date etc & I woke up and was like hmm. Weird haha. Idk Before, which I recall even writing about before that I didn’t really feel that connection with him because I didn’t feel like he almost like wanted to get to know me? I felt like I was always asking questions to like keep a conversation going even though it wasn’t ever awkward, but now the last few times have been really genuine and good and it’s been really nice to get to know eachother better. Idk. I mean hey man, God knows his heart so if He were to be lining him up for whatever reason then I wouldn’t be mad but I do have to keep reminding myself that that’s not my focus. Building my relationship with God and following his path and direction this year is what my year is about so he would really have to make that prominent if that was the case. I wouldn’t be opposed though, just saying. I do like his heart and he’s really funny and can really let loose. I’ve seen snips of him serious so I know he can be but he’s got a really good demeanor and heart overall. Plus he’s australian. Lets be honest guys, how long have I talked about wanting an aussie man & someone who had their citizenship so I can go back there & live with them hahahah. Wouldn’t that be hilarious if it ended up that way. Anyways that’s for God to map out and make happen.
Tonight I went for Sushi with Amber and Nathan. Have I mentioned how much I love them? Seriously, what absolute gem’s of people. I’m so damn thankful that God put her in my life like seriously she’s my soul sister.
Anyways that was a really long update. Amber & I started a book club and we started Atlas of the Heart by Brene Brown. Man is it ever good.. I should be reading that tonight but it’s late and I need to go to bed because I have my 8am zoom meeting. I am going to start back up my book club postings to review the chapters and the important bits so I can reflect on them because this book has so much good stuff and I really want to be able to read back on it again.
I thought this week was going to be a bit more chill but it’s turning into being another busy week, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I need to still find a dog walker for Nova ASAP though for my trip and need to finalize a few things before next weekend. So much to do, so little downtime. I need to get better at balancing my time again because I’m lacking in my self care side and lacking in my routine. I really want to get on track with reading before bed every night again cause I do miss it.
So many good things coming. So many good things happening. Im really just so blessed. I thought about it the other day, when I really think about it I can sort of recall maybe two or three tough or “bad” days but that’s all I think I’ve had this year, being almost mid-April and having maybe 3 bad days that I can recall? And not even day’s I’d more say like a couple hours of anger or frustration but even then I have to really think about what those were - I know mainly being about Dillon, but yeah, I’m just overall such a happy person and it’s just wild to think back to even when I was going through separation wondering and thinking that it would be YEARS before I might ever be happy again and I never even thought I’d know what happiness looked like or what it meant but man, if only I could have told myself back then to get a glimpse of this future. & it’s funny because I’m sure even a year from now or some years from now I’ll be even happier than I am now and wonder how I thought this year of happiness is the best and how it can shift and change so much and just grow to be so much more. Life is wild.
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