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oflights · 7 months

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I’d love to know your top 5 drarry cliches!

ahh thank you, phoebe! i love this.

harry's chest monster. an essential ingredient in drarry soup, imo

sectumsempra scars of course!!! i love how they're probably not even canon but like utterly ubiquitous and necessary. which makes sense: sectumsempra is probably one of the worst canon emotional cockblock (specifically the aftermath of it, when harry's response to nearly killing someone is to be mad about quidditch and go get a girlfriend about it, god jkr was dumb. perhaps unintentionally, that response is probably the most compelling evidence for harry one day becoming a wizard cop!) so we all need harry to feel some feelings about it.

returning the hawthorn wand. i admit that i do some mental editing whenever harry's like "oh yeah i forgot i had this and just tossed it in a drawer, you can have it back if you want" it has to be a MOMENT !!!

nightmares/sleeping better when the other's around, especially if that's the first form of intimacy.

when they're not friends but just can't leave each other alone. is that a cliche?? like even when there's no reason to be in each other's business, they try to find reasons to be because they "hate" each other. or when they haven't seen each other in a while, see each other again, and have to know everything about each other immediately, rapidly becoming obsessed, etc.

#asks #phoebe-delia #ask meme #top 5 lists #this one wound up being hard!!#because there are tropes (and i have another ask for those i'm psyched about it)#and there are cliches #and a good number of drarry cliches actually drive me insane lol

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midnightfire830 · 7 months

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The new AU concept idea that you guys never knew you needed.

An AU where Black Hat is actually a decent father figure/guardian to Cuphead and Mugman.

I have so many headcanons and theories called “Reasons why Black Hat is the Worst Caretaker”. And it’s basically a list of ideas of why Hat was horrible to Cuphead and Mugman and a big cause for a lot of their trauma and problems. (Aside from the obvious owing their souls to the devil, fighting their childhood friends and the devil, going soulless for 6 months, and then making a new deal to only be ripped away from the their home and forced to kill into the mafia. Among other things. :)

So an AU where Black hat isn’t totally nice or anything, but maybe a bit more emotionally supportive and considerate. Doesn’t illegitimate their feelings and concerns. Training and pushing them not to make them stronger and to reach their full potential, but so that they don’t get hurt while working dangerous missions.

He wouldn’t be a really doting father, in anyway. Stars forbid Hat being that one soccer dad 🤢 Instead he’s just. Less of a jackass?

Congratulating them with their accomplishments (maybe in a tsundere way?). And giving them constructive criticism without being an ass about it. You know, when he’s all like: “Pitiful. Even an imp could kill this mafia family faster than that.” The kind of way that makes you want to slap him across the face? Yeah. That.

He gives them good advice on how to improve their skills and handle problems better.

I dunno. A guy can dream.

Fun fact, aside from Cuphead and Bendy, Hat is one of my favorite Inky Mystery characters! He’s so funny. And he’s such an ass and god Dr. Sprinkles makes me cackle! XDDDD

This is such a cursed AU imaging Hat being a decent person but cuss it I have so many angst filled AUs that for once I want something fluffy. This, College Dorm, and Good Ending are now probably my fluffiest AUs ngl. With Cyberpunk, Little Nightmares, and Villains probably being my angstiest.

(This isn’t really a full AU but its a little idea blerp. A “what-if” if you please. :)

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emily-mooon · 1 month

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Imagine if Stacey and Neil actually met in high school except they didn’t go to the same school: they met through Kid Chameleon.

One night, Scott brings Stacey to one of their shows and it just so happens that Stephanie (or Steph) brought Neil with her.

Since they were both the youngest people there (Neil’s 17, Stacey’s 16 till December), they decided to talk to each other and they hit it off.

Stacey also develops a bit of a crush on Neil and would always ask Scott if Steph was going to bring her brother with her again, as she wanted to see him and didn’t know if there was another way.

Then one morning, she discovers that they take the same TTC bus and from then on they talk before and after school and become sorta friends. At this point, Neil also starts developing a crush on her.

Things stayed like that for about two months until Neil and his mom moved places (as I agree with the headcanon that the Nordegraf siblings have divorced parents) so they would no longer take the same bus in the morning or after school. They still have Kid Chameleon shows to meet up and talk at right? Ha ha wrong cause at New Years, the famous break up between Scott and Envy happens which in turn, also breaks up the band.

That whole break up was the nail in the coffin that strained Neil and Stacey’s kinda friendship. They didn’t have the others phone number cause they were both too shy to ask and also cause they both kept forgetting.

There also wasn’t a whole ton of opportunities to ask either of their siblings for their phone numbers so they just gave up and went on with their lives.

But then why didn’t they recognize the other in the like three times there were in the same room together? Easy answer: Stacey was distracted by everything around her to even notice Neil, who in turn, was slowly disappearing into the crowd and fully did by the time it was Lisa’s going away dinner.

So when they see each other again properly at the Chaos Theater, something clicks and they fall back into where they once were two years ago. To them it felt like a decade, but no it was just two years. They catch up on what they missed in the others lives on the walk home.

After that these dorks start dating cause the feelings were still there, just buried deep, left dormant, and forgotten. They came back but slightly different as people change.

#and that’s it!#this idea has been cooking for a little bit btw #i am an au fiend and this gets added to my long list #I have another idea where neil lives on the east coast with his mom but spent Christmas with his dad and Stephanie #he also says he’ll come visit Stacey during March break but since kid chameleon broke up after Scott and envy broke up #he didn’t get to (also cause he went on a trip with his mom instead)#the drama is there but I think I’m the only person who headcanons that Neil has family on the east coast sooooo #or hey how about he moves there with his mom since she wanted to be closer to her family #that’s another alternative #anyways try to pry this au headcanon from my cold dead hands #i love it sm #apologies if some things sound cliche deep down I’m a romantic at heart and I’m such a sucker for ppl meeting again after not seeing the #other for awhile #also sorry for any spelling mistakes it’s late at night and I should go to bed now so gn!#scott pilgrim #scott pilgrim comic #young neil #neil nordegraf #stacey pilgrim #nordegrim #emilys headcanons #emilys long list of aus #i guess this counts as canon divergent too #long post #cause it is kinda long ngl

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suddencolds · 1 year

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Fool Me Twice | [1/?]

Original fic ft. my OCs! To be honest, l’m a little nervous about posting this—I’ve never posted anything with my OCs on here before—but I had a lot of fun writing this, so I hope it’s interesting to someone :’)

I envision this to be the first (chronologically) in their series, so no context needed!

Summary: Yves needs a date to the party, and Vincent seems happy to play the part, for better or for worse. But a last-minute cold throws a wrench in their plans. - (ft. fake dating, heartbreak, a New Year’s party, and a cold)

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Yves tries to be the bigger person about it, really.

He has every intention of never contacting Erika again. He thinks he never wants to speak to her again, and he certainly has no intention of doing anything in retaliation. Not that she would care if he tried. He tells himself he’ll take all of it in stride—the cheating, the breakup, her immediate engagement with Brendon—and never speak to her again.

The problem is that he and Erika were friends before they dated. The problem, really, is that they both know Margot, who’s throwing an end-of-the-year party—an annual occasion, and one which he promised her months back he would attend—and Erika is, without a doubt, going to be there with the very person she left him for.

The problem is, Margot knows he’s in town. He could take the easy way out—say he’s been called away last minute for some cousin’s wedding in Europe—and tell her he isn’t attending, and he’s half considering it when Erika texts him.

E: what are you thinking of getting for margot?

Yves thinks of ten responses to that, which do not exclude please do not ever contact me again and I’m definitely not going to the party if you are. Instead, he shuts his phone off, takes a run around the neighborhood, showers, makes breakfast. Then, against all better judgment, he texts her back.

Y: nice try. can’t have you stealing my idea

And he knows he should leave it. He knows that if he doesn’t show up to the party, everything will be fine, even if it means that Erika will get to tell her side of the story—frame her own infidelity in such skewed, oversimplifying terms that it will seem perfectly reasonable, and maybe even shift some of the blame to Yves in the process—to practically everyone he’d spoken to in university. It will be for the better.

But part of him is bitter. Part of him wants to show up to the party and show her just how fine he is, just how little he needs her. Part of him wants to show her that he hasn’t thought about her at all since the breakup. That he’s doing perfectly fine without her—or, better yet, that he’s better off now; even more ludicrously, that their breakup was one of the best things that’s ever happened to him.

It wasn’t. It isn’t. He misses her more than he’d like to admit. But he can’t help but think it would be nice to even out the score, for once, after everything she’s put him through.

It’s that train of thought that leads him to… well, drastic measures.

“I can’t believe the year’s almost over,” he says, at work, to Vincent Gates, in the break room. “It really felt like it dragged at the start.” this, he thinks, is probably not a relatable sentiment to Vincent Gates, who probably keeps impeccable track of time, but at least it’s a half-decent setup to the next question he’s planning to ask: “are you going anywhere for the holidays?”

Vincent has been his coworker for almost a year now—ever since Yves started working with Evertech Solutions.

And Vincent is good at his job, as far as Yves can see. He minds his own business, and—as Yves had told Erika when they were still dating—he “looks like the kind of person they hire for photoshoots.” He’s attractive in a natural, boyish sort of way—he has soft, feathery dark hair that hangs just short of his eyes; high, angular cheekbones, and a decent jawline. He wears glasses with wiry red frames, and he almost always wears ties, and he brings the same laptop bag to work every morning.

All in all, he carries himself like someone who takes himself all too seriously. And, most importantly, Erika has heard of him.

“I don’t have anything planned,” Vincent says.

“Great,” Yves says. Here goes nothing. “One of my friends is throwing a New Year’s party, and I was wondering if you’d—”

“I’m not interested.”

Really, it’s not as though Yves hadn’t expected this.

“Okay,” he says evenly. “Not a fan of parties?”

“Not exactly,” Vincent says, which is Yves’s cue to take his coffee and get out of here before this gets any more awkward. Except, then he adds, “I mean, if your friend was desperate enough to have you soliciting your coworkers…”

Yves blinks. “I’m not allowed to invite my coworkers?”

Vincent shrugs. “We don’t know each other very well. If you’re asking me, I assume you’ve already asked half the office.”

“I haven’t.” he hadn’t intended to explain himself—or any part of this situation, really—unless Vincent had said yes. But now, he thinks, leaving things on this note would probably come across as some sort of clumsy proposition. Better to clarify while he still can. “It’s not really that sizeable of a party.”

“So,” Vincent says.

“So,” Yves clears his throat. “If i’m being really honest here, my ex is going to be there. At the party, I mean, with the guy she cheated on me with like, half a year ago, whom she’s currently dating. So I wanted to find someone to go with too. And you’re right—this is probably the worst place in the world to be looking for a plus one. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“And you’re asking me because?”

She knows you, he doesn’t say. “You didn’t seem like the type of person who would make a big deal out of it,” he reasons instead, with a shrug, which isn’t untrue. “That’s all. Forget I asked.” he swipes his coffee mug from the counter, turns to leave.

“I wouldn’t mind,” Vincent says.

Yves doesn’t turn around. Swallows down the faintest semblance of hope that those words stir in his chest. “What?”

“Like I said, parties aren’t my scene. But if one of us is getting something out of this, I would be fine with it.”

“Oh.” This is better news than expected. He doesn’t manage to hide his surprise. “Great. You’re a lifesaver, Vincent. I’ll give you my number so we can coordinate?”

—

Vincent texts him later that night.

V: Do you think your ex will ask me about you?

It’s not out of the question: if they’re going to pretend to be dating, Vincent is going to need much more context than what he’s presumably picked up from their limited interactions in the office. So Yves spends the weekend getting Vincent up to speed:

His ex’s name is Erika, they dated for two years before he caught her making out with a colleague at a party he wasn’t invited to, she hadn’t had the courtesy to pretend to be remorseful when he confronted her about it. (“It wouldn’t have been any more forgivable if she were remorseful about it,” Vincent says over lunch, which Yves guesses is technically true, even if it doesn’t feel that way). When they’d broken up, he’d never wanted to talk to her again. But they were friends before they ever dated, and half of his close friends are her friends, too. So naturally, she has her way of showing up in his life when he least wants to see her.

They’d been friends ever since their first year in university—they’d gotten close over sleepless nights at the library and pre-sunrise mornings with the rowing team (“Somehow you rowing crew doesn’t really surprise me,” Vincent says. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Yves says, and Vincent laughs.)—and when she asked him out it had only felt like a natural progression, like something that had felt so right he had barely thought to question it. The worst part of all of it is that he would’ve been more than happy to give her the benefit of the doubt. He would’ve been ready to forgive her, to dismiss the entire incident as a decision she’d been too drunk to think clearly about, and move on from it. (To this admission, Vincent frowns in a manner which Yves thinks can only be disapproving, but he keeps his mouth shut.) But Erika left no room for doubt.

Then they discuss logistics: on New Year’s Eve, Yves will pick Vincent up at seven and drive them both to the party. They’ll tell everyone that they met at work and that they’ve been together since august. They’ll say that they’re keeping the relationship an open secret between themselves and their friends, so that it doesn’t complicate things unnecessarily at work. Yves won’t drink, in part because he’s driving and in part because drunk Yves can be a little too honest for his own good, but Vincent can. Yves cares about catching up with Margot. Yves does not care about catching up with Erika. There will be maybe thirty people there, and there will probably be fireworks. They’ll stay for dinner, but they can both leave before midnight if Vincent has family or friends he wants to call.

All in all, by the time Yves goes home for winter break, it seems like things are all set to go smoothly.

That is, until he wakes up three days before the party with a twinge in his throat.

It’s nothing he can’t sleep off, he tells himself. He’s just tired—he’s been busy getting everyone gifts for Christmas and New Year’s and getting them delivered; having dinner with Leon, his younger brother, and Victoire, his younger sister; helping his neighbors set up their Christmas tree; running errands for the Miss Elodie, the old lady who lives across the street; helping Mikhail, his roommate from college, with moving in. He just needs a proper night’s rest, or maybe two. No need to text Vincent about it if this turns out to be nothing.

But the twinge in his throat turns into a terrible sore throat, which gets worse, not better, until it hurts to swallow anything aside from hot tea. He wakes up on the second day congested, with a tickle in his nose so intense that he has barely any warning before he’s jerking forward with a loud, miserable sneeze.

He texts Margot first:

Y: think i’m coming down with a cold. do you still want me to go?

—to which she responds,

M: PLEASE COME

M: (if you’re feeling up to it?)

Y: i feel fine

Y: just don’t want to pass it on if i’m contagious 🤧

M: it’s about to be 2017, live a little

M: would rather have you here and catch your cold personally then have you skip

Y: haha okay, i’ll take some dayquil

Then he texts Vincent:

Y: i think i have a cold

Y: i’m sorry, i know it’s shitty timing. i totally get it if you’d rather not go w me

Y: just let me know

Vincent doesn’t respond immediately. Yves takes a seat on the couch, sets the tissue box down beside him, and tries to mentally prepare himself for showing up alone. On second thought, maybe he’ll have to drink, within reason, to get through the night. To put up a convincing enough act that he’s doing fine. To see Erika again—with Brendon, probably—and pretend he doesn’t miss her at all. To—

V: Do you need anything?

Yves blinks down at the screen. It’s not the response he expects.

Y: thanks for asking :) i’m good Y: just don’t want to get you sick

V: I’m not worried about that at all

V: I have a pretty good immune system

That seems like it could be true. Yves doesn’t think he’s ever seen Vincent take a sick day, much less show up to work looking anything less than healthy.

V: Just tell me if you’re not feeling up to it?

Y: okay

Y: i’m definitely going to go

Y: are you sure you’re okay w this? i would feel really bad if you caught my cold

V: Not going to happen. See you tomorrow at 7

Yves sets his phone down beside him, tilts his head back onto the couch, and shuts his eyes. They’re really doing this.

[ Part 2 ]

#snz fic #sneeze fic #sneeze kink #snz kink #snz #these two characters didn't exist until yesterday night when i picked names out of a randomly generated list #and then stayed up until 5 writing the first half of this #i realize a lot of this is tropey/cliche but #i can't remember the last time i had so much fun writing something :')#i think this is like very obviously self indulgent and it's just going to get worse #my fic #yvverse

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headphonemouse · 1 year

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Usually I don't buy into self sacrifice in fiction because how much can one human life really be worth, when so many have been lost already? But the way that orv sets up Kim Dokja's self sacrifices, sure it has its own in universe reasons, but the reason it sold me on why those sacrifices were necessary and worked was that subjective feeling of equivalent exchange. He wanted to save his world (companions), so he sacrificed himself. This is fair payment because he exists as 'the world' to everyone else. Just. Jung Heewon confronting Anna Croft with "you want to save the world? I do too. He is the world I wish to save" (paraphrased) and Kim Dokja obtaining the story 'One Who is Loved by All' and Lee Sookyung shaving off years of her life for him before and during the scenarios and him becoming a protective and nurturing presence to his kids and showing Lee Hyunsung how to use his strength to protect justice and giving Yoo Joonghyuk hope and giving meaning to Han Sooyoung's writing and decades of waiting to meet him just by continuing to exist. There are so many other people that he means so much to and I'll never get over how beloved he is, before during and after the scenarios. The whole time! The whole time he has been loved. He isn't always able to see it but it's always been there. Meeting him is like being unable to imagine someone more worthy of love while at the same time thinking that he's not particularly remarkable. It's the way that he is cherished and returns that kindness that makes him incredible (The Little Prince and his conclusions about the uniqueness of his rose come to mind. It wasn't mentioned in ORV, but the Little Prince played a significant role in TWATF so I think some of those themes carry over to ORV because SingShong seem to really like that story)

#talking tag #orv spoilers #uoghhh #i need to get up in 3 hours. ..#read TWATF #i didnt like it but its important to understanding SingShong a bit more #the storyline is a lot more straightforward than orv so its like the singshong themes and cliches accelerated course #im rereading orv but i need to reread the little prince and twatf right fucking now #and also maybe brush up on murim tropes and learn some mythology and history and and and #there should be a required reading list for all the things that orv references goddamn #i was pitching this to my buddy the other day and i said something like 'orv should be understandable to anyone about high school level but #your reading experience will be enriched if you have a bunch of background knowledge of all these topics'#which i think is a really cool thing the authors did! they set out to write an accessible and gripping story and they landed it really well

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shysneeze · 2 years

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the cliché bucket list | robin buckley x gn!reader

description: being gay in the eighties doesn’t leave much room for the cheesy movie cliches, but now she has you, robin is determined to experience some of the teenage romance she only ever saw in films

(aka me healing my inner child who only ever saw shitty romances about straight people - gave gays their cringy chick-flicks too)

warnings: not sure yet

i. mini-golf and melted ice cream

-> robin hates mini golf, it’s kind of ridiculous, but nothing screams second date than comically small golf courses and ice cream.

ii. ferris wheel kisses and fairground games

-> robin is determined to win you the biggest, most obnoxious teddy bear she can

iii. scary movies

-> robin and you have your first movie night, and robin has her film choosing privileges revoked instantly

iv . head over heels

-> mixtapes and making out in the rain... you and robin tackle more cliches

v. crying in the kitchen

-> robin confronts the cause of your first fight, accompanied by apology flowers, of course

#robin buckley x reader #the cliche bucket list masterlist #robin buckley x you #robin buckley fluff #robin buckley x y/n #robin buckled imagines #robin buckley fics #robin x reader #robin imagines

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melusine0811 · 4 months

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No more lives torn apart That wars would never start And time would heal all hearts And everyone would have a friend And right would always win And love would never end This is my grown up Christmas list

This song has both real world and personal implications this year, and I just heard it on hold while calling my doctor and started crying (I cry emotionally with happy or sad things very easily now). I am also a giant sap. If only we could have that grown up Christmas list. But it starts with each of us.

#grown up christmas list #yes corny cliche christmas song #but at least I didn't ruin whamageddon for you #peace #unconditional love #stop anger and hatred #empathy and compassion

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cherchersketch · 1 year

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June Peach

That feeling when the manhwa pulls an uno reverse on who the regressor is in the story.

Summary It’s the year our main girl has to pick her suitor, out of 3 eligible bachelors. But she keeps picking wrongly and somehow magically regresses to the same year every time she regrets. This time round, she’s gonna pick the one guy who seemed nice then ghosted her the whole month. Because anything is better than a poor gambling sweet-talker or a rich dude who only sees her as another trophy to display. Honestly, he’s such a green flag ML, he even takes her seriously when she tells him that she’s lived 2 lives already. Though, it’s also obvious that there ain’t something quite right with his attitude. Once they’re married, it’s super obvious that he’s hiding a major secret?!?? dundundun

Tropes - died and came back to life X years before to get together with the right one - and then they COMMUNICATED omg they ~*COMMUNICATED*

FL - Leah Riveron

- protecc the cinnamon roll - to-do list: never get together with the trash men

ML - Julian Raenal

- what’s this? a duke (who’s been to war) not cold and stoic? impossible! - precious cinnamon roll has never done anything wrong ever - yes my dear I’ve loved you since before you even remember - I love it when a guy do the blushublushu ///UwU/// - of course there’s always a depressing backstory

Rating: Yes PLEASE READ THIS it’s so cute and wholesome Status (as of 20 Feb 2023) Technically complete, just need to wait for the official translation to catch up. And also a very short series, it doesn’t even hit 50 episodes ;w;