#even with a hat and mask she looks so hot omg

[kenlvry]

biker reader with main 4 + craig

cw. afab, 18-19,

summary, reader is an extremely well known bike rider, during night she rides her bike across town and during the day she hides her personality from everyone. she can't hide it forever though... i wonder how will the boys will react?

kenny

he doesn't know why but everytime kenny tries to make plans with you at night you refuse and make up some stupid excuse. even if he manages to bring you out of the house, when 8pm hits you immediately go home.

this night however you seemed even more panicked to go home, its like you needed to be home. he was worried and followed you home, you refused however but he was insisted so you accepted. he saw you enter the house and was relieved, he decided to wait out a little since he still had a feeling something was going to happen and he was right. noises were coming from your bedroom window and he immediately jumped up. looking over it was you and he felt betrayed, he just watched you slowly go down from your window all dressed up and pretty.

"are you cheating on me" you jump and scream a little turning around and eyes shock at your boyfriend with a pouty face almost crying, you felt so bad and wanted to hug him. "kenny no no i,,," you sigh and decided to tell him, he couldn't and didn't believe it. he thought it was a cheap lie, everyone does so you open your garage revealing a black suzuki GSX-R750. and again, he doesn't believe you so you just had to show him, you brought him to your race and even yelled his name when you won

and he was shocked af LIKE HUHHH?? MY GIRLFRIEND IS A ILLEGAL RACER. he also found out you are extremely popular, you started racing when you were 15 and won so no wonder you were popular.

after that incident you and him always go out at nights and you almost immediately gets recognised he still doesn't believe it like its so hot like damn you?? a racer?? illegally at that??. somehow it being illegal made it more hot. everytime you go racing he follows and the way your hair flows when you take off your helmet or when people look at him with jealousy because he's your boyfriend he loves it, you are very respected too like if you got inbetween a big fight that has been going on for 2 months it is immediately settled. he hates how people would disturb you two though , now he understands why you always wear a mask. all in all he finds it so fucking hot... he also kinda high-key wants to fuck you after a race and also wants to try public sex on your bike... why?? idk,,

kyle

he was suspicious since day one. you weren't one to be insecure, you even said yourself you love your face but you always wore a mask and a hat whenever you two go out to eat at night like who are you trying to hide from? and not only that once when he dropped you off at your house and you forgot your purse so he went in your house to bring it and nobody was home like huh didn't i just drop you off???

so he decides to end it all today, it was 7pm and you said you were free today so after he finished doing things of his own he decides to come over to your house to talk about it. he knocked multiple times but you didn't answer so he just went in, the whole bottom floor was empty besides your mom and she told him you were in your room so he just went up.he thought you'd be studying or sleeping or just doing anything but not sneaking out, "um y/n??" he spoke out, you stopped your tracks looking behind you and it was your dear boyfriend "KYLS???.,," he was so shocked and of course his immediate thought was you were cheating on him, you dressed up so nicely and with pretty makeup. "oh.. do you not love me anymore?" his voice was almost like he was gonna cry "omg no kyle" you had to sit him down and explain it.

"are you lying 😢" "kyle noo 😞". when you show him he finally believes it, and at first he's concerned. "isn't this illegal?? what if the police comes? aren't you scared? is this safe?" and you have to reassure him so many times, he's still worried. he doesn't let you go if you don't wear a safety helmet or brings bandages and tell him and the location.

he doesn't realise how big of a deal this is until one time when you arrive for a competition there was like.. 4 people including you two and the both of you had to go somewhere then when you came back there was like probably 100 people and more still arriving. you were such a big influence and had a huge impact on anywhere you go. people respected you and since you were so famous people respected kyle, some envied some respected and some even went out their ways to look exactly like kyle so you'd leave him for them. he feels so lucky to have you. he finds it so fucking hot too like are you sure this is the y/n from school 6 hours ago??

stan

it weirded him out, how you always made an excuse of being "too busy" or "too tired" to hang out at night. this night you gave him the same excuse. he sighs ending the call "you okay?" kenny asked from stans couch, he was hanging out with the gang and was about to leave wanting to sleep over at yours. "its probably his girlfriend, did she says she's too tired again?" cartman chimed in laughing lightly, stan hummed in disappointment "umm, stan? you might want to check y/ns story" kyle said while looking at his phone stan. they all pulled out their phones and opened your story to see a picture of you posing on a bike with a girl on your right hugging you and a guy on your left holding up his middle finger, "holy shit i know where this is, it's an illegal racing place my friend goes to" kenny said sitting up straight

stan was in shock and disbelief, like are you cheating on him?? whats so fun instead of hanging out with him. he replied to your story with a "??" and you didn't reply, instead deleting the story. on your side,you forgot to put it on close friends where only your biker friends can see it. "cmon i got the location"kenny stood up grabbed his keys and went out, the other three following in suit.

arriving there was like a black sheep in a white sheep's den. it was all expensive motorcycles and expensive cars. they parked somwhere far and got off, kenny greeted his friend "hey dude whats uh going on?" "oh u dont know? Jared's racing against y/n he thinks he's so tough, shes literally three laps ahead of him" the man chuckled to himself while the rest stares at him "y/n?" stan says "yeah, u don't know her? woah u must live under a rock or something," he then pointed to you driving on your motorcycle, passing by quickly making it the fourth lap. "that's the y/n, she's been winning races left and right, she is so popular you dont even know it, she has her instagram on private though idk why. shes pretty too, i tried to ask her number once and she just slapped my phone away from me" the man sipped his drink and continued his sentence with a chuckle "hot".

the information stan got was too much, since when did you ride a motorcycle?? you can't even drive a car. when did this happen? how long?? is there anything else you hide from him? before spiraling in his own thoughts the crowd cheered. he looked up to see you with your hand up in the air, looks like you won. you were cheering and smiling and thats when you locked eyes with stan, yours grew wider and his grew sadder. you immediately got down and went over to him grabbing his hands pulling him to a more isolated area so people don't disturb you.

"um.. stan?" you called out "when did you start doing this?" he felt somewhat betrayed and you had to start from the beginning when you needed money and decided to take on illegal bike racing since your dad had an expensive motorcycle. "im sorry i should've told you but i didn't know how'd you react" you hold his palm "you can be mad, its okay but trust me I'm only doing this for the money" he was betrayed sure but inside he was happy asf like you are literally famous af, and you looked ever prettier with your messy hair and sweaty face.

after that incident he insist on bringing him to your races, even if they're late at night he doesn't care aslong as he sees you driving that motorcycle with your hair thats flying everywhere was heaven for him. people are soo jealous of him and they can't even do shit about it bc they know you'd beat their ass if they even lay a finger on stan. he got really famous and everyone js kinda greets you wherever you two go. now he knows why you always buy him designer things

cartman

okay, he knew you did something at night and he at first doesn't rly give a fuck bc you probably go out to your cousins or smthing bc usually you parents don't let you sleep over to your cousins house and you and your cousin is close af.

but it was a gut feeling, was he right? it was something he assumed so he decided to check it out. he is now currently in your bushes looking at your window (totally not creepy). you weren't really going anywhere and he felt relieved and got up to leave but js then your front window opened and a leg reached out to a rooftop of your patio. he immediately went back in, you wore black and had pretty makeup on. stepping on the ground with a sigh you fixed your hair and clothes, looked around and went to your garage. he went back to his car that was parked far from your house but not too far so he can see you, then he saw you dragging a motorcycle out of your house, when you were far enough you got on it started and drove off. he furrowed his eyebrows and followed you.

his heart was shattered, your cousins house was three houses down, you dont even need a motorcycle to reach there.

when you arrived he immediately recognised the place, it was a popular illegal racing place that meets up and race every two times a week. he continued to follow, blending in the crowd just looking at you. everyone greeted you, high fiving, hugging and even bowed as a joke. he could immediately tell how popular you were.

he watched as you raced, everytime you lapped it felt like it didn't even past 2 minutes. it was obvious who'd won. when you won and cheered with everyone he made a goofy ass scene approaching you. "IS THIS WHAT YOU DO WHILE IM AWAY??" your eyes were widen and you felt so fucking embarrassed, mans was kneeling and acted as if you were married with 3 kids or smthn... "cartman,, can we talk about this like.. somewhere else??" "NAH NAH, YOU WANT TO KEEP SECRETS HUH?? WELL I STUCK YOUR TOOTH BRUSH UP MY ASS ONCE AND I HAVEN'T TOLD YOU UNTIL NOW" you smiled and slightly kneeling to reach his level, whispering in his ear "cartman get the fuck up and leave, if you wanna talk about it don't embarrass me. I'll talk to you tomorrow" you smiled softly as if you didn't threaten him seconds ago, he just got up and went to his car, went home, parked his car, got in the house, up the stairs, in his bedroom, layed there and just.. slept in disbelief.

the next day he got awoken by you slamming his bedroom door "wake up, don't ever do that shit again." you cross your arms, he got up and sat on the edge of his bed "well i feel kinda betrayed yk, how would you feel after finding out the love of of your life does illegal racing and doesn't even share the money with you" he rolled his eyes, i mean he wasn't lying, he's betrayed af how could you?? its just his way to cope . "okay cartman, im sorry seriously, I should've told you and sighs shared the money with you".

after telling him how it started and how you're literally popular af and you rizz up both genders he was smiling and giggling. like can't believe he claimed you first and you stayed despite the other men going for you. he gloats about it forsho "oh my girlfriend?? oh yeah just a ille-..... legal bike racer", or if someone messes with him "my girlfriend is a very popular bike racer, if you touch me she'll fuck you up yk"

also flexes you, like takes pics of you winning and putting it on his story "y'all girlfriends could never 🥱‼️‼️". he actually loves it, and is actually very worried, he always makes sure no cops comes and if there is one he immediately gets you and runs. tells you to win or else he breaks up with you knowing damn well he doesn't care just as long as youre safe.

craig

OK I LIKE TO THINK THAT HE DEFINITELY KNOWS BUT FOR THE SAKE OF THIS LETS MAKE HIM UNAWARE.

he honesty could care less on why you always have to leave at night or why you have to cover up at night or why you have 1 mil on Instagram, i mean, cool you definitely have a lot of friends. but he always had the feeling that ur hiding something from him. wondering why so many people like your story or why so many people greet you and ask to take pics with you and so many people tag you.... hmm well i guess that's for another day moving on!!

jk, he is so curious, he tried asking you about it, asked wendy, red, heidi, bebe they all don't know. like girl why you got 30 messages from a guy of them confessing their undying love to you?? or why you cant call during late nights.

but he js thought it was a private matter and didn't wanna push you. one night however he wanted to be romantic and brought wine and popcorn to your house to 'chill' he wanted to sneak in, yk those teenage love yea he tryna be like that. but when he was about to sneak in you were about to sneak out. he just stood there wine on his left hand popcorn on his left while you grunted and groaned going down.

"y/n." you jumped turned around and found your boyfriend "oh.. craig???" "where are you going y/n?" "... just a friends house 😊😊" "wearing makeup, hair done, pretty shoes and wearing your good clothing?" he wanted to cross his arms but for now he just has his brows furrowed. "..yea..." "your cheating on me right? i see how it is, I'll leave" he turned around to leave his heart was shattered how could you 🙁🙁"NO CRAIG WHAT??" you sigh and rub your temples, "I'll show you, cmere, why did you even bring wine?? put it down" he crouched, put both of it down and looked at you. "..okay, cmon" you grabbed his palm and ran to your garage. opening it to find your motorcycle, no questions asked he got on and just put on his helmet.

arriving there everyone was staring at you two, he thought you were some kind of freak show. whispers and stares "y/n are you being bullied" "what craig, ???? just watch okay" you got back on your bike and drove off, immediately he got sworm "who r you?" "are you y/n boyfriend??" "just so you know thats OUR girlfriend". he can tell right off the bat you are quite popular, i mean i think anyone can tell by the way the man beside craig who's screaming our your name while jumping.

when you won it was havoc , everyone screamed and jumped and smiled some even creame.... nvm. anyways, he founded out that the 1mill followers are mostly your fans, and that you are literally loved and wanted by so many men and women.

now your date gets interrupted with "can you sign my helmet" or "can we take a pic" and he'd be the one to take the pics like 😐😐. he wants to flip the off SOOOOO BAD but he holds the urge bc he doesn't want you to get jumped bc he flipped off a leader of a hostile gang. he absolutely hates it when someone approaches you smiling and hesitantly while giggling, he lets out the biggest sigh and make sure the fan knows he doesn't want them there

stalks, saves your photos people take of you, has a fanpage of you and also is lowkey a die hard fan. has you on a your bike riding it while racing as his wallpaper. records you and is like "theres my little girl!!", edits you to those sigilkore music. THINKS IT IS THE MOST HOTTEST THING WHEN YOU TAKE OFF YOUR HELMET AND UNSTRADDLE YOUR MOTORCYCLE. he is so lucky that he's living mens dream by dating you.

#south park #south park x y/n #kenny mccormick #south park x you #kenny mccormick x reader #south park x reader #kyle broflovski #kyle broflovski x reader #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh #eric cartman x reader #eric cartman #craig tucker x reader #craig tucker

[thevirgincherry]

UR JUST LIKE ME CHERRY MONSTER DESIGN IS MY FAVE PART! I haven’t played funger what are your fave designs from it :3

umm this is going to be a long post …. sorry I get excited talking ab monster design and can’t really pick favourites with funger :3 sorry for yapping so much I got so excited ALSO tw for like weird little freaks idk they’re not that scary but just a little weird looking also I spoil some of the game sorry 😭

obvi I love crow mauler bc he’s directly inspired by pyramid head :3 I love his two headed form even more. honestly not a terrifying boss once u have a full team and a red vial to blind him..

I adore the first few phases of the god of fear and hunger and I love her transition from like a sort of Greek bust to an icon of sorts? like a statuette I really am so in love w the first form tho where she’s just a woman ugh it makes me so sad knowing what the girl has been through

a few general enemies I love from funger 1 the harvestman and uterus being directly inspired by nirvana is so cool.. I also just love gross and awful the harvestman is and im also obsessed w the idea of like mothers n monsters so I love uterus

same for the cave mother.. I love how she’s just feeding her babies I love that you have to cut her tits off I love.. her she’s gorgeous and I love how she’s made of stone omg the angel I love bc of the exposed heart! and I love the night lurch bc he’s hot sorry

termina enemies taking on like a more steampunk kind of direction is so fun to me :3 the village in funger has always reminded me of resident evil 4! same sort of concept really the mobs chase u around and then like dr Salvador the chainsaw man in re4 there’s a dude with a meat grinder lmfao. I mean funger heavily is inspired by other games bc the healing system in itself is totally ripped from re bc red herb green herb blue herb duh I think it’s so fun ack..

I LOVE VILE I have a thing for masks and the pig mask is so fucking cool also he’s so HUGE compared to the rest of the villagers it’s so hot

i adore stitches she’s beautiful to me and the reference to human centipede with her like mass of flesh that she adds you to is so cool.. also her being Elise adds so many layers to it bc daan seeing her face on that body ugh.. and needles being inspired by terrifier and also being stitches dad technically.. honestly needles is an easy feat once u have a strong enough team

rancid is so fucking cool. I love his spears I love his design so bad.. pocket cat is so cute hes such a gentleman I love him no one could make me hate him despite his creepiness .. sylvian trooper is here bc sexy bondage idk

KAISER… MY ALL TIME FAVE.. my princess hes everything 2 me actually .. I adore legarde so ofc I love Kaiser !! his rot form is also gorgeous I think it’s such a cool take on his yellow king form? like ugh idk he’s gorgeous. perkele being the actual villain is funny I also just love the feathers and hat and legs it’s cunty and the heartless one is so gorgeous the wings and the hair i love ..

Olivia’s moonscorch is very terrifying to me ? she’s so scary to play against and the way she fucking is just a hollow piece of metal makes me so sad knowing how Olivia’s story goes ack.. something ab how empty it is compared to the rest of the moonscorches yah.. KARINS IS MY FAVE it’s gorgeous she’s also the character who I main so im biased but the fact she references the word Valkyrie and then turns into one is so cool.. like ack

cocoon is just so cool.. Marina has been controlled and hidden all her life so the same happens in death .. also love the twisted limbs . THE GENTLEMAN I am so into him he’s so big and handsome to me I want to have sex with him but I am biased bc henryk is a blonde boy with similar hair to leon and I want him. chaugnar being how abella feels ab herself makes me sad.. poor baby also inspired by a Lovecraft creation. um her being as strong as a boss is so cool and the fact she never really dies? I adore abella that’s why I save her and not henryk bc god why would I want to deal w chaugnar

#inbox 💌 #sorry that was so much.. if u got to the end of that yap I love u

[sp1rit-realm]

EPISODE FOUR BABY

R E S P E C T FIND OUT WHAT IT MEANS TO ME

oh is he gonna kill her????

OMG REID IN HIS LITTLE HAT

oh he’s so cute

HIM STILL TRYING TO BLOW THEM WHEN HE KNOWS THEYRE TRICK CANDLES LMFAO

“spence”

HOTCH HOTCH HOTCH BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BATK BARK

even him hanging up the phone is hot

hot(chner)

EW GLUONG THE EYES OPEN

ew ew ee ew we

i love this show🥳🥳🥳

gideon drawing eyes is sooooo new artist of him

i will never not love morgan putting himself in the victims shoes

“she’s surrounded by men” SHES. SURROUNDED. BY. MEN.

i love elle

i need her carnally

WHAT? WHO SAID THAG?

“yeah usually right before a woman dumps me” LMFAO MORGAN

what’s the ski mask got to do with this?

i’m in love with hotch

he’s so smart🥰

i heart jj

YAY PENELOPE TIME

it’s another white man! who’s surprised! not me!

he is death!!! RAHHHHH

NOOOO THEY MISSED HIM

the morgan reid dynamic is soooo cute

“we’re looking for a needle in a pile of needles” LMAO I LOVE HIM

“no we’re looking for a particular needle… in a pile of needles” *pulls out binoculars*

IM HYPERVENTILATING HOTCH IS SO FINE

“look at me look at me mommy mommy look at me” 😭

ELLES HAIR IS TO DIE FOR SHES SO PRETTY

garcia ^-^

SHE JUST CALLED HER CHILD POOKIE

NONONONONONONONO

HIS SO CREEPY

she had a kid

everybody needs to be left alone

guys what if we were all nice!

i’m sorry but it looks like gideon was about to take out the child😭😭

PLEASE LET THEM CATCH HIM

he wants to be famous😭😭😭

“you’ll tell everyone?😁😁😁😁”

HOTCH IS SO HOT

BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK

THE WAY HE RESTRAINS THAT MAN I NEED HIM TO DO IT TO ME

OMG JJ AND SPENCE SO CUTE

“what should i say?”

brother go rizz her up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ATTA BOY

@mrsaluado

#hannah yaps #hannah watches criminal minds ˖⋆⭒˚｡⋆

[cottoncandyjester]

What would be your OCs ideal "meet-cute"? Like how did they plan to meet their darling in a way that would attract them to the boys? Or did it happen by pure coincidence?

love the ask! Prepare for chaos cause I like seeing them struggle

Also omg you gave a request Im so happy I think you're so cool and i like seeing you on my notifications so please like and request more stuff if you want to ahhhh💖-

This story contains: talk of stalking, yandere behavior, talk of sex (sorry it's prince...sex is always on his mind)

Theodore

Oh he's smart

He knows exactly how he wants to set up

He first saw you in your favorite bakery and from then on it was a done deal

His five years of stalking you has paid off

He knows almost everything at this point

He wanted it to be romantic and something out of a romance movie

But- he's still a bit of a dummy at times and it didn't go exactly how he wanted it to

He's played this out in his head about 100 times, he has done everything he has to in order to get everything to work out in his favor, so why did this have to happen?

His plan was to walk in ten minutes before you did at the bakery, he would pretend to be unsure of what to get then once you walk in he waits exactly two minutes before asking what exactly you would get sounding as lost and clueless as possible

out of the kindness in your heart you will respond and he will charm his way to getting your number, even though he already has it. That was the plan but you never did show up to the bakery so he panicked and went to your house to look for you

Were you kidnapped? Sick? What was going on?! He has rushed to your place now right infront of the door only for it to swing open and for you to crash into him falling ontop of him, okay?

You were frazzled and flustered, you must have woken up late. He looked at you and felt his cheeks turning red as you scrambled up and he picked up his glasses

"i-im so sorry! I just crashed into you i didnt see you"

This wasn't exactly how he expected it but he can use this, sure it wasn't the same but it was alright he can work with this.

"ah, it's quite alright. Though I'm sorry to say but my ankle isn't doing so well"

"holy shit, I'm sorry! So you need help?!"

You helped him up and as theodore leaned on you slightly he shuddered at the scent of you, absolutely delicious.

"sorry, I'm so rude I'm theodore"

"I'm the rude one here, it's [y/n]. do you live around here or something? I feel responsible so let me help by getting you home"

Theodore smiled and adjusted his glasses as he faked the pain in his ankle, it was a little embarrassing having to pretend to be pathetic but his first plan flew out the window and this was all he had left

"live just down the road, thank you for such kindness"

He smiled and knew that he wormed his way into your life, sure it wasn't how he wanted but he was in no rush.

Hikaru

He has to be careful

He's famous after all

He has an image to maintain so he can't be all creepy and stalk you

He pays people to do that

He first saw you at one of his photoshoot sites and he just couldn't help but fall

He really honestly just wants to walk up to you and say hi

But a crowd of people would be on him I minutes so maybe not

He decided to wear a hat and mask

He honestly is so self centered he just wanted to say hi and expected you to swoon

Hikaru adjusted the mask now walking into the book store where he saw you walk into just moments before, plan was to casually find you and bump into you before revealing himself and next thing you know you are jumping into his arms!

So he did just that, walked into the book store, saw you and "accidentally" bumped into you causing the book in your hand to fall

"oh I'm sorry, how clumsy of me"

"no no it's fine! Accidents happen y'know?"

Hikaru smirks before pulling down his mask while picking up the book, his eyes shining with a charming gaze as he looked at you

"how about I make it up to you with some yummy food"

"oh! You're that model from the magazines!"

Yeah baby now come jump into-

"that's sweet but I'm good it's truly fine"

Excuse me bitch?

Hikaru felt his body twitch now fighting the urge to turn his charming grin into a harsh scowl, what the actual hell!? Do you not see how hot he is?! God why the fuck did he fall in love with such a dumbass?!

"o-oh well, how about I pay for your book? I like this book as well so it's only fair"

"you like 'elmo goes to wonderland?'"

Hikaru twitched once more as he glanced down at the book you had dropped and felt his eye twitch with annoyance, why were you buying this?!

"it's for my friend's sister if you were wondering, if you're still up for it let's have that food I want some red bean buns!"

Okay..so that worked?!

Hikaru didn't understand why him being a total idiot wooed you but okay?!

"names [y/n] by the way, I'll let my friend know that you love elmo I'm sure she has more books for you"

Your joke wasn't funny and hikaru now wanted to kiss and strangle you at the same damn time. He feels so embarrassed but at the same time happy.....but the real thing he's thinking is why the hell did I fall for this idiot?!

Prince

Okay so he really just wanted to get into your pants

Like really wanted to get in there

Until he started to stalk you and saw how you acted

That's when he fell for you

He has no idea how to court anyone so he has no idea what the hell to do

This was a whole different game that he didn't know how to play

You were different than the strippers and party loving people he hangs with

You two met out of pure fate

Your friends were forcing you to go out for your birthday to a bar

The bar he worked at

His heart was about to burst

He wanted to say hi soooo bad but your friends were flirting with him hard

He figured if he got them drunk they will pass out

So he did exactly that while leaving you tipsy

He's been bartending for a while so he knows how to do this kinda stuff

Once he strikes up a conversation with you he's so happy

"so, you don't exactly look like one of my normal customers"

"what exactly does your normal customers look like?"

Prince grinned at you as he fixed you another drink before placing it infront of you, giving you a sly wink

"nothing like you doll face, you're too cute and I've never seen your face trust me I would remember a face like yours"

He prayed to God his flirting works cause that's the only trick he's got. He watched you laugh as you took a sip of your drink and he knew he wanted to marry you on the spot

"smooth, but you'll have to try a little harder than that"

"alright well, what's your name?"

"[y/n], why whose askin?"

Prince flashed a huge grin as he leaned down his arms rested against the bar as he eyed you up and down.

"prince is the name, so ever wanted to get behind a bar before?"

"won't you get into trouble for that?"

"I won't tell if you won't"

Sexual tension was HIGH

Prince was ready!

then..you fell asleep

Damn it he got you too drunk, with a long sigh he leaned back now feeling the biggest blue balls in his entire life, he decided it was time to take you home so he did exactly that.

Getting into your place was far too easy and he reminded himself that when you two stsrt dating he has to tighten security around here, he laid you in the bed before placing a soft kiss onto your cheek and leaving but not before writing his phone number and name on a napkin and placing it on your nightstand

Axis

Okay so I've talked about how dumb axis is

But he is like...reallllyyyyy dumb

Poor boy was so excited when he first met you before falling in love

He met you at an art store

He needed help on picking the right color and you popped up

Your voice made him giggle and your smell made him drool

He was in LOVE!

He wanted to meet you again

So he showed up at that art shop every single day listening for your voice and hoping to smell that amazing scent

After six months of actively going he almost given up..until

"excuse me, where are the paint buckets?"

"oh! Right this way!"

Axis perked up as he heard footsteps and the soft scent filling his nose, you! It was you! It had to be you! You were here!

He slowly followed your scent hearing you talk to the worker before hearing the worker's footsteps vanish, he was panicked! Did he look okay?! Did his eyes look weird?! He made sure to wear his sunglasses but they weren't all too tinted..what if you see his weird fish eyes!

All this panicking made him start to shake and he soon heard a voice break him out of it

"excuse me, are you okay?"

He tensed up and snapped his attention onto that voice, that angel of a voice. That voice that could make him do anything it could ever want, you were infront of him and he loved it

"y-yeah! Sorry! I'm just panicking cause I don't know which paint to buy, being blind has its limits haha"

"oh, well I can help if you need?"

He gave an excited nod and you did exactly that just like you did six months ago, it was magical

"what do you need paint for?"

"oh I just moved into a new place"

You moved? He didn't know that, he doesn't know anything about you, he wants to know everything

"oh, well I'm an artist haha, weird yeah?"

"well I don't think it's that weird, it's actually really impressive"

Dontcrydontcrydontcry-

Axis held in every tear he could as he decided to ask the age old question, the question he wanted to know for six months

"what's your name?"

"oh! Sorry! It's [y/n]"

What a pretty name, a name he wanted to now write over and over again, when you asked his name he of course gave it to you before throwing an opportunity out there hoping you take it

"if you ever need help painting your house, I can help out trust me I'm awesome with a brush!"

"I would actually like that, when are you free?"

"now."

That's how he ended up in your home, and into your life.

Yuki

He literally just walked up and said hi

That's it

He saw you and was like "oh okay let's do this now"

He has no grace he doesn't usually plan things out he just goes and see how it works out

As a person who is a mute 80% of the time talking with you was a little awkward.

He gave off a lost puppy type vibe

Yuki usually would never come to an arcade, but he wanted to win the giant stuffed cat that they had at the prize booth it was so big that they simply had a picture of it..it would make a wonderful place to sleep on

It costed so many tickets though so he had put his entire paycheck into that card to hopefully win as much tickets as he could. That's when he met you, you were absolutely killing it on one of the zombie games and honestly it looked super cool

He walked up to the machine before swiping his card and picking up the player two gun, without a single word he started to play as well. The silence was awkward for sure but it was you who broke it

"wow you are actually pretty good, you play a lot?"

"nope."

His short one word answer made you think that he wasn't really wanting to talk so you were about to leave when he simply swiped his card in the player one slot before handing you the gun once more, with a grin you stepped back up and continued to play

You would ask him questions and get one word responses back or even just sounds filled with emotions, you quickly realized that he just was a man of few words

Yuki had been swiping his card for the both of you so when the time came that he was tapped out a look of shock filled him, he was about to go out more money in but it seemed like the store was closing

"well, I better g-"

You were cut off with him grabbing your hand and pulling you to the prize counter. You followed as he gave the worker the card and got exactly what he wanted...the softest, warmest, biggest plushie ever!

As he hugged it close he watched your eyes soften at the sight of it and you were in awe. He glanced at the plushie, then back at you, then back at the plushie

With that he handed the plushie to you watching your eyes grow big as you hesitantly reached out to it

"you're giving it to me?"

He nodded softly as he watched you hug it close

"are you sure?! This is the most expensive thing in the prize corner, I don't even think you can get another one! Are you re-"

"take. It."

You nodded and flashed him a huge grin before you watched him take out a pen and write on the plushie's tummy in big letters

'yuki: XXX-XX-XXXX'

"that's your name? Yuki..well yuki I'm [y/n]! I'll be sure to send lots of pictures of our new baby! Figured we can have joint custody hmm?"

Yuki have another nod as you both started to walk out, he didn't feel mentally exhausted when he was around you. You were definitely special and he wanted to know more.

#yandere imagines #yandere #yandere ocs #oc imagines #oc x reader

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Thoughts You Definitely All Asked For on ‘The Mandalorian’ Season 2 Finale!!

These are in chronological order for the show.

One of my biggest fears about them reintroducing Boba Fett was that by removing some of his mystery, they would make him less cool. Thank god that has not been the case. He’s still an aloof and nasty piece of work but with dimensions added.

We all know the Empire is most often a metaphor for America right? At least when it’s not being Nazi Germany? The Imperial pilot talking about destroying an entire planet (of peaceful weaponless civilians no less) to stop terrorism hits a little too close to home of the nuclear bombs the US has dropped and the endless destruction of the Middle East in the “war against terror.” And of course we frame all our wars in similar language like “our troops died to keep our country safe,” which hasn’t really been true since WWII.

I do think it’s worth noting that this is the first time SW has had someone acknowledge the human losses of the Death Star blasts. Usually it’s framed as a loss in construction time, strategical advantage, and power. The Empire proved time and time again that the lives of its soldiers were utterly expendable, which always made me question why people remained loyal outside of fear. Through this pilot’s phrasing, you can see the propaganda Imperial superiors used to twist the truth to their followers, always blaming those deaths on Rebel aggression instead of prideful Imperial neglect (I.e. not abandoning ship when there was still time) or even direct Imperial aggression like Operation Cinder where they fired on thousands of their own (discussed in S2E7.)

You can’t tell me Din wasn’t into it when Cara shot that asshole pilot. That cold faced revenge shot? 100% Mandalorian style, and also very very hot.

I appreciate that it was a pretty equal match between Boba and Koska Reeves. So much of Boba’s advantage comes from his suit, but since she also has one, it’s a battle of wits on how to use it, and they even out. This both maintains his legendary badassery and also that of highly trained Mandalorian warriors, and hopefully avoids asshole chauvinist SW fans on the internet complaining abujt “pandering to feminism” (fuck off @ all of them, especially since Mercedes Vernado who plays Reeves is a WWE champ and could kick all of your asses.)

Din point blank asked how many Death Troopers there are and Dr. Pershing never answered, and that annoys me.

Why is no one suspicious why Dr. Pershing is being so helpful and revealing so much information? He totally did not have to tell them about the Dark Troopers or any of the specifics of locations on the ship. He’s still with the empire post-fall, implying he’s a loyalist, so... wtf on his part (since no tricks come of it), and “be smarter” on the part of everyone else. Unless he’s been captive as a clone engineer all this time. But couldn’t he have made his escape back in Season 1 when Din killed everyone at that lab to get the kid back?

Bo Katan really could’ve just told them how the retrieval of the dark saber needs to work in the flight before the mission instead of being vague about “he belongs to me.”

Boba Fett’s usage of “Princess” and “don’t worry about me” are a good throwback to Han Solo and the culture they both grew up in. You can never quite tell if it’s based in misogyny or resentment for upper classes, but both of them seem to use it as a shield for begrudging respect they hold for a woman they think is brave but following a fool’s errand (the Rebellion and retaking Mandalore).

The Comms Officer (Katy O’Brian) assisting Moff Gideon will forever and always look like Ilana Glazer to me, and then I get swept up imagining what would happen if the Broad City cast accidentally got transported to Star Wars.

The launch tube sequence has some amazing cinematography.

The second I saw Boba was cut off from the pack, I really thought they were going to kill him again and make his return bittersweet. Glad they didn’t.

God this team of Bo Katan, Koska Reeves, Fennec Shand, and Cara Dune is SO BADASS. I’m just obsessed with all these characters and their various motivations to get shit done. I honestly didn’t even think about the fact it’s all women until my re-watch, showing that the writers made it feel natural, the way women deserve to have their representation done. You can bet I am SO EXCITED for my future daughter and the wealth of possibilities she’s going to have of characters to play pretend as, action figures she can relate to, Halloween costumes to wear, etc. It’s so validating that we’ve gone from only Princess Leia as a female main character to all these women + Rey, Jyn Erso, Ahsoka, etc. etc.

Can’t wait for the trap remix of the Dark Trooper activation noises. (And the transition from that to the minimalist flute theme is perfect.)

The spy movie version of the main theme music is sick.

The Dark Trooper droid faces have a lot of similarity to Darth Vader’s mask. That callback is especially apparent when the one is literally lit from the inside with fire. He was already a martyr/legend to the Imperial remnants, Kylo Ren didn’t start the trend of ignoring his redemption.

Cara’s “excuse me” right before shooting up Stormtroopers is hilarious. Literally “can’t talk rn, doing hot girl shit and murdering space Nazis.”

Finally an Imperial ship got some frickin security cameras. Truly- the amount of times people just wander down hallways they’re not supposed to be in with no one being able to find them throughout the course of Star Wars is ridiculous when you think about the degree of surveillance our real life society carries out. I also love that this means The Mandalorian characters have also seen The Mandalorian.

The storytelling does such a service to Pedro Pascal and his already heroic efforts to portray emotion through a helmet. For example: Din easily could’ve killed the one stormtrooper outside Grogu’s cell much more efficiently, but instead, to show his absolute rage, they wrote in Din choking him out with a spear.

Moff Gideon would have been the BIGGEST pain in the ass in philosophy class. “Assume I know everything” my ass. I want to hear about his backstory (he would’ve been “coming of age” at the time of the Clone Wars) mostly just to hear about him getting bullied at school.

Smart move honestly, to try to tempt Din with the Mandalorian throne, given the Mandalorian power struggles of the past. Proud of our boy for keeping his priorities straight.

So has the blood from Grogu been transferred out of the ship and back to the remnant empire already, or do they have to find a new “donor” to help with building Snoke and Palpatine’s clones? Will they continue to go after him with Luke?

Lmao Din being so annoyed by Bo Katan being stringent about the tradition of winning the Dark Saber through combat is HILARIOUS, coming from a man who up until like a day ago hadn’t shown his face to a living being in decades.

The dark troopers can punch in blast doors but NOT Din’s helmet?? That’s a wild testament to beskar. Somehow that’s the comparison that sticks out to me, more even than its resistance to lightsabers.

This show works because of the cynicism of so many characters adding contrast to the moments of heart. Cara Dune is not a “fan” the way Rey was (for the record I love Rey, don’t come at her, it’s just different). Cara doesn’t see an X-Wing and go OMG THE REBELLION I LOVE THEM. She’s been through too much to believe in the magic saviourism of the “good guys,” and is instead thinking strategically when she, the one Rebel present, brushes off the usefulness of “one X-Wing.” The only positive things she seems to feel in battle situations are moments of relief and brief satisfaction in hurting the empire, with a dark knowledge that it will never make up for the hurt they did to her.

How do you keep a cloak hood on while fighting? Both from a technical standpoint (my hats fall off without me even having to move- is he expending force energy just to keep it on and look cool lol?) and also because idk, maybe it’s just me, but peripheral vision is helpful when surrounded by killer robots on a thin bridge above oblivion. I know his first lesson was to “see” through the force, but every resource helps, right?

Now that she has the ship, I wonder if Bo Katan can reprogram any salvageable Dark Troopers to help with retaking Mandalore?

There is nothing like seeing Luke’s fighting style, with its efficient choppiness and twinge of darkness. I always wonder how much is natural and how much is influenced by his first fights with Vader (that Skywalker diva flair). I love how they’ve advanced his technique but also kept him extremely “grey” here- like to straight up COMBUST a Dark Trooper takes some violent energy lol.

How tf is Moff Gideon alive after threatening Grogu’s life twice directly? That’s a wild testament to Din’s regard for Cara.

I love how seeing Luke slice through a bunch of murder droids like butter probably was a huge point in his favor for Din actually letting Grogu go with him. Like he will only send his child to boarding preschool if he knows the teacher will be a certified killing machine.

Oh my god they finally brought in some OG Star Wars theme music for Luke to take his hood off to 😭 It felt weird seeing him fight to different music, so the emotional payoff is huge when his themes come back for the face reveal.

Whoever added the digital young Mark Hamill face NAILED those classic shining Luke eyes and the earnest eyebrow lift.

Whoever shines the glass of Baby Yoda’s lil puppet eyeballs each day deserves a raise. The light caught in those babies is devastating.

Din is shaking as he takes off his helmet. This is the most enormous show of love he could give him, and possibly the last he’ll be able to for a long time. He only just got Grogu back and is desperate for a moment of real connection before letting him go once again.

This is the first time anyone has touched Din’s face since... likely his parents as a child.

Whoever wrote this scene clearly actually has kids. Anyone who’s ever had to leave a young child even just to go out for a bit or to drop them off somewhere knows that heartbreak of seeing them look in your eyes and hold on to your leg, trying to keep you with them. Especially when they can sense your mutual separation anxiety. The one thing that starts to make them feel better is something fun like a new toy or friend who can be their guide in the new environment, and R2’s friendly introduction is exactly that (since digital Luke isn’t being particularly emotive or child friendly... I hope that’s just because he’s reaching into Grogu’s mind while also keeping an eye on the multiple people with guns trained on him, not because he’s going to be totally unfeeling raising this kid.)

I love that Grogu and R2 are immediately buddies in contrast to Episode 5 when R2 was like “fuck this guy” @ Yoda stealing food and hitting him with a walking stick lol. I would imagine Luke must be reminded of that first introduction too and entertained by this display of playfulness in a *positive* light between R2 and mini-Yoda.

I need to know if Luke and Ahsoka have met- it is KILLING ME.

Does this mean Grogu will get killed by Kylo Ren when he fucks up Luke’s academy??? I will reincarnate Ben just to kill him again if that’s the case.

How does Luke not even fully SMILE at Grogu?? An adorable little baby version of his beloved master Yoda, and you’re telling me he doesn’t have the same heart stopping gasp we all did when we first saw him?? Maybe he did when they first connected through the force. He has a bit of bemusement on his face, and also wonder in his eyes, but I want a grin of recognition and welcome, dammit.

I really wish Luke had somehow acknowledged Cara Dune. Everyone else seems to see the tear drop Rebel sign and know it means Alderaan. He could’ve been like yo I have a badass warrior sister from your planet that you should meet. Or just “thank you for your service.” (I know this actually wouldn’t have been cinematically good but my heart wants it.)

Luke didn’t tell Din his name?? Or ask for any details about the kid and his care?? I could literally never let my kid go with someone, regardless of how worthy, and not be like, “Excuse me sir who are you and where tf are you taking my tiny beloved green goblin in case I need to find him? Here is my contact info. He likes to eat frogs and eggs, and he can have macarons as a treat. He’s 50 years old and his favorite toy is still a ball. Bedtime is 8pm and he’s allergic to dairy.”

Another reason I wish Luke had identified himself would be to see the mishmash of reactions that would ensue. Cara would be like DAMN IT’S THAT GUY WHO BLEW UP THE DEATH STAR AND KILLED THE EMPEROR, ACT COOL (and she would indeed act cool). Fennec would be like ugh it’s that guy who helped kill my best paying client Jabba the Hutt and then fucked over my boss Boba, I helped save the kid for THIS? And I would LOVE to know how Bo Katan feels about him, assuming she’s heard of him, and especially if she knows he’s Anakin Skywalker’s son. That confusion is probably the reason WHY the writers didn’t have him reveal himself- they didn’t want to break the emotion of the scene.

Let‘s all be real I’m just being needy about wanting things from Luke because of what he meant to me as a kid and my resulting innate need to have more canon of him, whatever it is, whenever I can get it. Especially in this form that’s so similar to ROTJ, a movie I watched on endless repeat. Even getting this was incredible though. Who else could we trust this lil heart-stealing green bean with so fully? Yet who would be so arrogant as to try to train a baby yodling (see: Ahsoka’s wise refusal)?

R2 is reckless as hell lmao. Not that we don’t already know that, but for him to just head on in, effectively abandoning Luke’s ship (how can they know if there are more troopers or not who might blow it up?) and also putting himself in the path of the ridiculously deadly Dark Troopers is NUTS. I’m usually on his side but he absolutely deserves a scolding by C3PO for this one.

I wonder if Grogu has any memories of R2 or vice versa since they did occupy the Jedi Temple at the same time. Can Grogu understand droids? They could swap stories about mutual acquaintances.

Does Din pretty much have to go with Bo Katan now since a) he’s shown his face and may not be able to go back to the Watch, and b) because he has the darksaber and has to figure out how to get it back to her without dying?

How in the hell did Bib Fortuna (whose chins age was not kind to) go from being butler to being boss? Were all the henchmen just like, “Fuck yeah, no Hutt parents no rules, let’s do what we want!!” And then they’ve spent the last ten years living off of whatever money they could salvage from Jabba’s non-banked wealth? Why has no one challenged them for that prime real estate and loot? I would love to hear that story.

Fennec Shand says “respect sex workers” so you better fuckin’ do it.

Idk dude Bib Fortuna really was a good butler, and he seemed pretty willing to comply with whoever’s in power. Did he screw Boba over in his attempt to return from the dead and earn that killing shot somehow? Or was this to make sure there was no one left who would have a claim to loyalty? Or maybe Boba just really wanted to sit in that chair.

Does “The Book of Boba Fett” mean we’re not on Din Djarin’s story anymore? Or is it a new show? I would much prefer the latter. I want to see Din help retake Mandalore or at least get a hug.

#the mandalorian #season 2 #episode 8 #chapter 16 #the mandalorian spoilers #the rescue #s2e8 #the mandalorian season 2 #the mandalorian chapter 16 #star wars #the rescue spoilers #the mandalorian season finale #din djarin #boba fett #fennec shand #bo katan #bo katan kryze #cara dune #koska reeves #moff gideon #bib fortuna #new republic #Luke Skywalker #LUKE FUCKING SKYWALKER #what a bro #death troopers #suicidal droids #r2d2 #Baby Yoda #Grogu

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Word Of Honor - 1st watch insta thoughts - Episode 6

First of all, as I gained a lot of new followers, just an FYI: This is me watching Word of Honor for the first time and writing down my thoughts as I go. Mostly it's me being confused as hell and giving all the characters weird names, because I can't remember the real ones. If this is not your thing, feel free to skip these posts and maybe blacklist "smirklord"

If you do choose to read along, please know that these are the most important characters:

Zhou Zi Shu = Baby Zi Shu/ Zhou Xu lord guy/alcoholic tanned tragic hero lord guy Wen Ke Xing = Smirky Xing/Smirky fan guy Gu Xiang = Purple Girl/my Purple Love/my Purple Queen Smirklord is my personal ship name for Zhou Zi Shu and Wen Ke Xing.

Previous episodes are here.

To anybody who was here before: Sorry that it took me so long to continue this. I accidentally came across a spoiler about my purple queen and I was pretty bummed about it. So I stopped watching for a while. Also, the show is getting more complex and I'm having a harder time remembering who everybody is. But anyway, let's go!

Episode 6:

LOL, Smirky Xing called Baby Xu Mom and wants to be carried. He's so cute when hallucinating.

Anyway, I'm glad Smirky Xing saved Baby Xu. Now, what's the thing he captured?

Baby Xu is hurt, thankfully he's also like a travelling pharmacist.

Oh, Smirky Xing, can I just point out that I have never before seen anybody accuse another person of being a serial killer with such a lovestruck expression on their face. And why do you keep insisting that you’re a good guy when nobody accused you of anything?

Oh, so the zombies and mummies weren't dead, but... living people controlled by someone? What?

LOL, "Do you have a dagger?" and Smirky Xing instantly pulls one out of his sleeve like it's no big deal, and who knows what else he keeps in there.

Ewww, is Baby Xu going to go stabbing at his own wounds? Please no.

Ewww, ewww, ewww. Oh, he's sucking out the poison I guess.

Waaah, what is Smirky Xing going to. - Oh. OMGOMGOMGOMG, eww, but also YESSS, you go for that shoulder kiss, honey, YES!  (Sorry, I had to rewind that moment a couple times). Let's rename Smirky Xing to Kissy Xing.

Oh, and this once and for all gave Baby Xu's diguise away. He didn't put make-up on his shoulder.

'Can you show me your real appearance' my ass. He wants to see you naked. And Baby Xu reminds him of consent. I mean, trust. But, really... consent.

OMG, "you can touch it." Yes! Touch it Baby Xu! Touch it!!!  Kissy Xing gave his permission!!!

Oooooh, they're dancing again!!!

OMG, they're going to the lake. Is this gonna turn into the dirty dancing lifting figure scene? PLEASE?

I don't even care, this 100% counts as the lifting scene.

Dude, what? Can you not swim? Baby Xu? You okay? He fell into the water, okay. But why doesn't he get back to the surface?????

Does he want to be saved? Please tell me he's not drowning. :O Kissy Xing looks so worried.

Whoa, where did his mask go? :O :O :O

Okay, okay, okay. Clothes on the drying rack, they're basically in their undies. And kissy Xing can't stop staring at Baby Xu's real face.

Real face baby Xu looks so much softer. Still pissy though, did he seriously just wipe the bottle neck? Come on, man. You had his lips suck on your skin already. I'm sure you can take his spit.

So kissy Xing's name is really Wen Ke Xing. And his face is really his face. I do wanna trust him so much. His voice is so soft all of a sudden. Wahhhh.

Oh, so the item they captured was from hanging ghost? But not the real one?

Kissy Xing, you killed the ghost guy while Baby Xu wanted to interrogate him. You say it was a mistake cause you were worried, but you could still very well be nuts guy and make sure nobody gives you away!

I feel a bit like Brad Pitt in Seven. WHAT'S IN THE BOX???!!!!

Zhou Zi Shu! Kissy Xing said the name. HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!!! He recognized him!!!! He knows who he is. But he doesn't say so to his face. Why is everything so confusing???

Should I call Baby Xu Baby Zi Shu from now on?

Noo, don't cut away from smirklord, I wanna keep watching smirklord!

Meh, some stupid guitar guy doing a Jimmi Hendrix impression and lots of dead guys, who might not actually be dead standing in line for the concert tickets.

Some tall hat guy. Who is he? He gets VIP acess.

Is it just me or do you also find it annoying when they're playing instruments and the music doesn't match the finger movements?

Ok, Hendrix guy is scorpion king. Is he related to the scorpion assassins? Anyway, he's got really cool hair. Total rockstar vibes.

Tall hat guy is trying to be charming and coming across like a record label manager.

Okay, so they both don't know what happened and who killed the other ghost guy. Oh, wait, is tall hat guy the one who stole the glazed armor from uncle Zhao? Is the item that Kissy Xing and Baby Zi Shu captured a piece of glazed armor??? :O

Ok, tall hat guy is changing ghost.

Back to Smirklord! YES!

Okay, Baby Zi Shu figured out the item box thing? Is the blue glass thing the glazed armor??? Tbh, it looks a bit like the plastic part of some kid's braces.

Yooo, Kissy Xing coming in hot with the rabbit dowry.

Whoa, Baby Zi Shu just throws the glazed armor over to Kissy Xing, like it's no big deal. He really really doesn't want it. Nice return gift, though.

Okay, what is this flirting? Baby Zi Shu keeps stating that he's a bad guy you need to be terrified of, much like Kissy Xing kept saying he's a good guy. And now he's calling Kissy Xing a trouble.

LOL, Kissy Xing agrees on the gift idea. He wants to carry it on his body. Nice.

K, k, it's uncle Zhao's glazed armor. The kid must have his own armor somehow. And the ghost guys are trying to play all the other parties and make them doubt each other. I see.

Kissy Xing is so whipped, wow. He'll do anything, including gutting the rabbits.

LOL, they're trying to give the kid food. Like that EVER worked before at all. No, uncle Zhao, you dimwit, he does NOT have a good appetite, lol.

Why is everybody giving the kid a hard time about crying. His family got murdered, his two adopted dads left him all alone with the two weird uncles... Of course he's gonna cry. Duh.

Ah, geez, Uncle Shen, just shut up. You know nothing. (he's not smart enough to be called a-hole guy anymore, sorry)

Okay, so, three glazed armor pieces have been stolen from their owners. But Uncle Zhao still has his? Then whose piece was stolen the other night? What? And who is brother Lu? Was that the kid's dad?

Now there's two more older guys, who are they? Oh, one is Lord of Broken Sword Manor. Wait, wasn't that magenta guy? Or was that his son? Somebody PLEASE fill me in here.

The other one is brother Yu, whoever that is.

Seriously, every time pleated skirt soldier boss jerk uncle shen a-hole guy opens his mouth I wanna slap him.

Kissy Xing and Baby Zi Shu are wearing new clothes. When and where did they change? Were they together when they changed? Hehe, I need to know. For science.

They are returning to the bamboo woods and the bodies from the previous night are gone. Kissy Xing asks why Baby Zi Shu had the antidote to the hallucination drug. Actually, good question. Baby Zi Shu, why DID you have the antidote? Oh, it's a Window of Heaven thing?

WHATWHATWHAT? The illusion makes people see what they WANT THE MOST? And Baby Zi Shu drops this knowledge just like that while WE know that Kissy Xing called him by his real name, i.e. saw HIM, whilst under the illusion??? WHAT???

Nooo, Kissy Xing, why are you lying? Why won't you tell what you saw when you hallucinated? I wanna know too, gah!!!

Yo, Baby Zi Shu DEVELOPED the illusion drug? As a sleep remedy, lol. Nice.

K, who's the guy in the carriage at Sanbai Manor? Han Ying. Who is that? Have we seen him before?

Did Baby Zi Shu just tell Kissy Xing the truth about himself killing people, setting them on fire etc.? That came out super smooth.

They're talking about this heroes conference that was mentioned before, but I have no idea what it is, and what it relates to. I'm so bad at remembering TV series plotlines... I'm assuming that this conference is where the uncles take the kid to.

Aww, Baby Zi Shu keeps close by and watches over the kid.

Kissy Xing wants 30 copies of the glazed armor piece. And he is freaking rich, man.

Waaaah, my purple queen! I've missed her so much. And she's kept the other girls around. And they're playing strip mahjong, apparently, lol. Yes, good for her! Also, Bechdel test passed! Nice.

Where are they anyway? Which town is this? Was this mentioned, did I miss it?

K, so Kissy Xing wants to pay the two girls out so they'll leave (very obviously), but they don't want to. Is he going to make my queen kill them after all? And she gives him nuts in return. Hmm. I mean, seriously. He MUST be nuts guy. There were SO MANY hints.

Oh, he lets them stay and become My queen's servants.

What? What is this secret plan? What are they gonna do with the fake pieces of glazed armor?

Noooooo, don't end here!!!!!

Wahhh

Okay, what have I learned: Baby Zi Shu's real name! And that Kissy Xing knows him from somewhere. Also learned what glazed armor pieces look like. My queen loves playing strip mahjong. And people are meeting up for some heroes conference.

Goals for future episodes: Find out how Kissy Xing and Baby Zi Shu know each other. Finally finish that name chart thing and add all the new people, omg.

#word of honor #1st watch insta thoughts #word of honor ep 06 #smirklord

[hinatas-sunshine]

Synopsis: What it’s like with your class 1-A bestie to rant to, hang out with, and share your crushes secret with!

Genre: Fluff

A/N: this isn’t really a romantic headcanon directly about the boys but we all need a good friend in our lives & someone to tell our crushes to ✨ I hope you guys are doing good & my requests are still open! Thank you guys for the love and support KITHES 🥺❤️

Yaoyorozu:

• You two run this hoe 😼

• You guys are always together and are insperable

• She definitely had tea with you every Sunday and you two gossip about everything

“You ever think about Deku having a really similar quirk to All Might?”

“No that’s not possible.”

• You also talked to her about your crush on Bakugo

“He’s like an angry Pomeranian!”

“And I’d buy him all the toys! Don’t try me Mo!”

• She would often pair you two up to work on things together for the class, and she would spy on you two

“He doesn’t seem bothered by you...”

“Omg okay so I’ll pay someone to hit on you and see if he gets jealous!”

• He did and Momo was jumping slightly and asked Kirishima to ask Bakugo about his crush

“You don’t know he likes me!”

“I heard it from Kirishima who asked Bakugo! I’m always right y/n!”

• Queen helps you out so much and not even with just boys or school work even just planning small things for fun

• Like when you two plan out girls night - but everyone goes rouge and you two just save it for another time

• you two love going shopping together for everything - she buys everything because she thinks it’s cute and then shows you later

• You two plan a spa night for the class one time and accidentally went over board

Y/n: Bakugo can I put this mask on you?

• Definitely tells you no but still lays his head on your lap and allows you to apply it ✨

• Deku walks out with the same mask

“Deku take it off!”

• You yelling at him to watch his tone and Momo trying to get Deku to leave his mask on

• you guys were the class moms trying to take care of a bunch of kids

“Kaminari went dummy mode before we could even train.”

• Momo shaking her head

“At least you weren’t stuck with m*neta”

• You prayed for her and her recovery soon

• You also spent so much time organizing and filling out your calendars!

“I got these new paper clips.”

“Oooo can I use one.”

• Everyone thinks you two are weird perfectionists but you two shrug it off

“Perfectionist? I don’t believe that.”

“Y/n your sticky note is crooked.”

“Thank you 🥺”

Uraraka:

• Class 1-A’s sweet girls!

• You two always were simping, and that’s what brought you two together

“Deku looks so cute!”

“Did you see Denki?!”

• Both of you pushing each other into your crushes and squealing and running away

“Denki catch!”

“Hah?”

• You were sent flying into his arms - nope you both fell and you were sprawled over him

“Uhm... so Denki.... you come here often?”

“This is the common room.”

• Uraraka giggling from behind the wall

• Denki helped you sit up and he scratched the back of his head blushing slightly

“Do you wanna maybe grab a bite some time?”

• You looked away slightly embarrassed and spot Uraraka dying

“Uh I’d really like that..”

• Uraraka jumping up so much she starts floating making you smile at him before running off to Uraraka’s room yelling

“Let me know the details!”

• Shout out to your wing girl

• She was definitely your #1 Hype woman and she would brush your hair and style it in cool ways

• You two also had movie nights with snacks watching a bunch of old movies

“Barbie in the pink shoes!”

“Y/n I want to watch the mermaid one!”

• You two watched both and suffered being tired the next day ✨

• You two went to everywhere together and worked together to become better!

• You two were often the most laid back and were friends with everyone

• She loves trying new fighting styles with you and will always make you train with her, which you appreciated and hated

• BAKING you two loved making so many treats for everyone when you were bored

“We don’t have anymore eggs?!”

“Bakugo don’t get mad-“

• She loves making funny best friend tiktoks with you and does cool DIY’s with you

“Lets make some pretty hoodies!”

“Y/n we can’t go to the store to buy you a hoodie...”

“I’ll ask Denki for one!”

• And you two always found a way to do you DIY’s

“Why does my butterfly on my sweater look crooked?”

“Uraraka your sleeve is sewn on the shirt!”

• you two can’t do anything together without messing up ✨

Mina:

• You were most likely apart of the Bakusquad

• She thanked the lords for sending her a girl to help her survive

• When she found out you had a crush on Kirishima she wAS NOT SUBTLE

“Kirishima would you date y/n?”

“Mina!”

“It’s a questions and there’s one right answer.”

• He was definitely blushing and it did not escape your best friends trained eye

“The red hair with the matching cheeks - signs point to yes.”

“Shut up Racoon eyes!”

• Mina definitely hyped him up to ask you out and when he did you ran to Mina’s room

“What do I say?”

“Yes?”

“Right...”

• you walk in to see a very confused Kirishima

“Yes!”

“Did you just go ask Mina?”

“Yes!”

“Do you really want to go though?”

“Yes! Yes!”

• You were so red heat was literally radiating off of you as you two talked over details

• after that you ran to Minas room and jumped all over her bed shaking her while she scrolled through tiktok

• She definitely always made you do dances with her - you two loved the Ne-yo dance and would walk around playing it and singing the lyrics to “because of you”

• She tried to teach you the wap too, and after you yelling “I can’t bend that way!” Many times she managed to get you to do it

• She loves dying your hair different colors she definitely tries to be your Salonist and also tries to get you to wear things out of your comfort zone

“Y/n why are you wearing a hat and a hoodie?”

• Voila - You had silver hair

• Everyone thought it was bad ass but you were still shy about it

Mine: Y/N IM GONNA CRY YOU LOOK SO HOT

• You two were known as the crackheads, you two were always up to something

“Y/n $10 to crush an egg on Bakugo’s head.”

“I’d do it for free but I need the bank.”

—

“THIS IS WHY WE DONT HAVE EGGS!”

“AND I’LL DO IT AGAIN- IM SORRY!”

• Mina has to save you and you two were locked in her room for half a week with Uraraka bringing you food through her room

“If we die in here, we need to leave a message in a hydro flask.”

“Y/n... your mind ✨”

“I don’t know I’m just built different I guess”

Tags:

#mha #my hero academia #mha x reader #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia headcanons #momo yaoyorozu #urakara ochako #mina ashido #my hero academia x y/n #my hero academia x you #mha x y/n #bnha headcanons #bnha mina #bnha uraraka #bnha yaoyorozu #bakugo x reader #kirishima x reader #denki x reader #kaminari x reader #bakugo x y/n #kirishima x y/n #denki x y/n #kaminari x y/n

[heartwoodventures]

Heartwood Hatchingtide!

A mysterious note had been posted on the company’s bulletin board, beckoning members to meet at Mih Khetto’s Amphitheatre for a Hatchingtide celebration! But beyond explaining that the event was to ‘help the youth,’ details were scarce. Who’s organizing this? And what activities will happen? You’ll have to go to the amphitheatre to find out.

And the place is absolutely decked out in egg-related decorations! But most prominent is the large and ‘in charge’ chicken, dancing mad on the road leading to the center. They wave at you two, and then continue to jig.

Intrigued by the odd note, Aislinn made the time to wander her way over to the amphitheatre. Whatever was going on, her curiosity got the better of her and she needed to find out.

Cravendy What is an egg’s least favorite day of the week? Fryday! Happy....friday! xD )) Cravendy I inflict pain unto myself everytime I make a pun ))

Riylli shuffled her way through the city, keeping her head down and trying not to attract attention as she made her way to the Ampitheatre. Whatever dour mood she was in would be briefly erased however as soon as she took in the dancing chicken that appeared to be waiting for her. "Er... Cravs..? Is that you..?"

"Twelve save us." Aislinn said, shaking her head as a smile worked its way across her lips. She paused a few seconds more to watch the chicken in its maddening jig, a laugh bubbling up from her throat. "You know, I'd bet gil on it."

Riylli (I love the way our heads move watching her dance Riylli (getting in on the beat Aislinn ((We're mesmerized))

Aislinn - She waves to the chicken. "So what's all this about helping out at Hatchingtide?"

“Cravs? Who’s that?” The chicken momentarily stops dancing and, somewhere in the distance, a kid groans in disappointment. Seeing that, the chicken slumps, but begins to groove once more. “I...I am none other. Huff. Than. Chickendy Hound! And it was I that called you out today on a mission...most. Huff. Important.”

Aislinn's smile widens. "Sounds like you've been dancing there quite awhile, Chickendy Hound." she noted in amusement as she plays along.

Riylli staaaaaaaaaaaared, bewilderment on her face as she tried to wrap her head around exactly what was happening here. That was definitely Cravs. Even without the giveaway of the name, the only other one in the company that tall was Rising, who Riylli was particularly sure would not be able to dance like the chicken was after the previous night. "Er... And what's that then?"

“Ay shite, I’ve been dancin’ for bloody who knows ‘ow long...” Cravs grumbles, and at that very moment a mother and child strolls on by. Cravs stiffens and clears her throat. “I mean. I can dance all day and all night! But now, the egg advocates would have us take care of another chore-I mean, thing of utmost importance. And that...is collecting eggs!”

Riylli pauses her judgmental staring to instead watch the mother and child pass, seemingly getting distracted for a moment before turning back to the chicken and letting out a sigh. "...Right. We gettin' paid for this or what?" She asks coldly, apparently back to whatever bad mood she had been in before meeting Chickendy

In contrast to Riylli's foul (fowl) mood, Aislinn seems to be enjoying this all too much. She makes a poor attempt to hold back any more laughter and nods to the passing mother and child. She couldn't begin to imagine how hot a suit like that must get. "Aye, of course. Harsh task masters, these egg advocates."

“No good deed goes unpaid! Which is to say, no, we’re not gettin’ bloody paid for this. I asked.” Cravs crosses her arms and I swear, you could see her chicken hat’s eyes furrow in grumpy anger. “Though they said we can keep any extra eggs, which ye can probably sell if yer strapped for cash.”

"....ye -do- get a free chicken suit though. That count for anythin'?"

"How, exactly, did they talk you into this, then?" Aislinn wryly asks.

Aislinn leans forward a bit and lowers her voice. "Did you lose a bet?"

Riylli let out another long sigh. "I hate this damned city so much..." She mutters, pinching the bridge of her nose as she seriously considered just turning around right then and there

"Ch-chickendy needs no reason to spread cheer in the world!" It's unclear if that's the whole truth, half, or not at all.

Riylli shot Cravs a glare, "Oy Chickendy, you better give me a better reason than that. How'd the scary pirate lady that can't even apologize end up in a situation like this?"

That earns a doubtful, though amused noise from Aislinn. "Yeah, if Chickendy is anything like Cravendy I'm not sure that math works out." Nevertheless, she shrugs a shoulder. She needed a break from building the prototypes at any rate, it was why she wandered out in the first place. "Alright then, I'm in for a bit of egg collecting." paused. "Chicken eggs, right?" she asked, deciding she better double check.

“HEY. I’m not so cold that I’d refuse to do some good in the world! That, and I didn’t say no right away. These folk sense weakness and twist yer arm until...” Cravs hears something approach from behind and freezes up.

Aislinn ((I'm going to hear this song in my sleep)) Riylli ( PA PAYA Cravendy pa paya! :D ))

An egg advocate comes over, peppiness turned dangerously past the dial. They drop a box containing chicken costumes in front of Riylli and Lin and - did they wink somehow? “You must be joining our friend here in setting up! A thousand thanks for choosing to spend your time spreading the festivities!”

Riylli shot the newcomer a glare so powerful that it could probably be tried as physical assault. "You have to be joking. You want me to wear that shite too?"

Aislinn eyes the chicken suit that was so unceremoniously dropped in front of her. "Wait...you were serious about the costume?" she looked the egg advocate over. The maniacal exuberance and zippered up smile a touch zealous. "Why the suits? We're collecting eggs, right?"

Aislinn ((It's all fun and games until you get stuffed in a chicken suit))

“Of course! The kids -love- it, and it’s said that wearing this’ll help you collect the eggyest of eggs! Chicken eggs!” The advocate unpacks the box’s contents, finds a suit fitting Riylli’s size, and thrusts it upon her without a moment’s hesitation. This person is awfully pushy, with all the strength of a traveling salesman who's got their foot in the door. “Now now, no fussing and get cracking!”

Cravendy laughs weakly.

Aislinn suddenly finds her arms weighed down in a similar fashion. She narrows her eyes slightly over the bulky armload, very likely imagining an unseemingly kind of violence that would wipe the peppiness right out of the pushy advocate. But then she cuts a glance to the still dancing Cravendy and merely sighs. The Seawolf was definitely in dire straits. "Fine. But we bring you back eggs that are eggier than other eggs and then ALL three of us are off the hook."

Riylli is forced to accept the chicken suit into her hands, blinking as her stare went from it, to Cravs, to the advocate. She wondered if it would be possible to evade capture from this deep inside the city if she were to commit some sort of crime right about now. Her attentions thankfully turn back to Cravendy. "The next time we go out drinking, you're paying for every round I feel like havin'" Riylli stated her demands, figuring it would be in everyone's best interest to ignore the advocate

The advocate squeals with glee and points to the west. There, you’ll find the chicken coops, the eggs, the hens! Best of luck! And as the three of them make their way over, the moment Cravs is a safe distance away from the advocate she slumps over. “Thank ye both...that person is frighteningly stubborn. Ye don’t want to know.”

Riylli lets out an absolutely exhausted sigh. "Figured you wouldn't be doin' this if you weren't in some sorta trouble... One day we're gonna have to teach you how to talk to people though." She muttered as she shoved the mask on over her head.

Aislinn stares at the retreating advocate's back, noting how a squeal was not a verbal agreement. A point that might have to be dealt with later. For now, she turns to Cravendy and shrugs. "Sometimes I think our contracts are easier to deal with." she added.

Cravendy nods in agreement with Lin. Clear cut rules, payment! But in the world of volunteering and do-goodery, there was a wide spectrum of folk to tussle with. She looks over to Riylli and snorts. “Looks weird with just the ‘ead.”

Riylli began idly fiddling around underneath her mask as she tried to get it to fit properly. "Course these things don't fit my damn ears... Nice to know nothings changed around here." She muttered angrily, definitely feeling very spiteful today. "EVERY. ROUND." Riylli reminded Cravs, then finally began to put on her suit, grumbling all the while

Aislinn - As they made their way to this special hen house, Aislinn struggled into the ridiculous chicken costume. "Know what this is? This is Nymeia's jest in return for me laughing earlier." she shook her head, her small frame almost swallowed up by the bulk of the costume. Looking down at herself, she laughed. "What is my life right now?" she pondered aloud.

Cravendy ALRIGHT so since the fates up, lets hop to it xD )) Cravendy whoever gets the most eggs...wins! )) Riylli (BAH, I SUCK AT THIS FATE THO Cravendy SAME LOL  )) Aislinn Also same)) Cravendy GDI )) Riylli ( KNOCK ME TO VICTORY Cravendy these chickens have NO EGGCUSE being this rude )) Riylli (GAH Aislinn ((They're very eggcitable)) Cravendy at some point you get knocked around to much )) Cravendy you accept heavy as a way of life )) Riylli (using the aoe to dash me to other eggs Riylli (this is pro gaming Cravendy make sure to turn in your eggs! )) Riylli 16 Cravendy AGHF I keep interrupting myself xD )) Cravendy 12! LOL )) Aislinn ((9!)) Cravendy damn pro gamer over here ahah )) Riylli (Riylli shall win every hunt in this fc Riylli Y E S Cravendy EGG )) Cravendy OMG )) Cravendy thats cannibalism! xD )) Riylli (victory tastes so good Cravendy tho my parents own chickens and they egg their own eggs all the time lol )) Aislinn ((Are you eating them ALL? Cool Hand Luke over here)) Riylli eggsecution Cravendy STOP you'll overdose on them! )) Riylli (I aint doing it again you cant make me Aislinn ((EGGsplosion))

Cravendy limps away from the henhouse. Truly, these birds were in a fowl mood! But she’s managed to collect a dozen and that’s something, right?

Riylli finishes her hunt with sixteen total eggs in her basket, the ultimate hunter in both speed and grace. Of course, she may have thrown some chickens around and caused some children to cry, but victory is all that mattered in the end. If she had to be a chicken, she would be the GREATEST CHICKEN

Aislinn hurriedly clambers over the fence, a basket half-full of eggs and the sound of muffled curses coming from under her mask. "Those birds are not normal. I see why we need the damned suits now. They're protection."

Cravendy - “Never thought I’d be tossed around by a...by a chicken?!” Putting it into words doesn’t help at all. She peers over to Riylli’s haul. “‘ow’d ye manage to get so many?”

Cravendy LOL at any cost, Riylli will be the ultimate chicken xD )) Riylli (Shoving children over and stealing their eggs

Riylli puffed up her chest, somehow managing to look proud even inside such a ridiculous outfit. "When will you learn... Keepers are the greatest hunters there are! Doesn't matter if it's beast or bugs or... or eggs..." Her confidence wavered a bit at the end there, but she wasn't about to give up this opportunity to gloat

Aislinn pulls her mask off with a huff and pushes back the hair plastered to her brow. She quietly counts up the eggs between the three of them. "This better be enough to buy your freedom from this cult, Cravendy."

Cravendy “Smaller target is all. Chickens were too busy chasin’ me around.” Cravs smirks beneath her hat.

Riylli pulled her chicken hood off, freeing her ears from their confines and giving them a tentative flick. Despite herself, she was wearing a large grin that let Cravendy know this was not the last time she would hear of this. "Sure, sure, whatever you say."

“I ‘ope so too, Lin.” Cravs sighs, thinking back to how chicken-garbed strangers would pop out at the strangest of times, incessantly asking about when she was going to finally help out. But when she sees the smiles on everyone’s faces, a part of her gives. It’s not all to keep nosy birds off her back. “...OY WAIT. Cravs? It’s Chickendy!”

Aislinn starts peeling off the hen-pecked suit and shoots the Seawolf a wry smile. "Aye, aye. Chickendy. My mistake." she paused, struggling to fold the suit over one arm while holding her basket in the other. "Should we get these over to the amphitheatre so they can be...decorated or painted. Whatever they do to them next."

Cravendy sulks. She knows that tone. Call her crazy, but a small part of her had held onto hope that somehow the two of them hadn’t made the connection. “Ay, let's get this over with.”

Riylli glanced down at the mask in her hands and thought for a moment, before suddenly deciding to put it back on. "Think Ill keep this on 'till were out of the city... Personally I hope Chickendy sticks around though. She can dance for us next time we go out on a mission, keep our morale high." She teases

Aislinn slides a glance Riylli's way. "Might come in handy if we ever face down another mob of avians."

Cravendy nearly chokes at the thought of dancing to raise morale. But she fumes in silence.

As you approach the amphitheatre once more, the sounds of children laughing fill the air. All around you, families and friends excitedly partake in egg-related activities. The advocate happily accepts the party’s baskets, and then hands each of them a delicately painted egg. “You all did so good! Here, as a reward!”

Riylli silently accepted the egg, paused for a moment, then immediately dropped it. "Woops." She muttered, sarcasm absolutely dripping off her tone. It seemed now that the thrill of victory had faded, Riylli was back to her previously grumpy self. "So sorry, hard to get a good grip in this costume. You understand I'm sure."

Aislinn nods in thanks as she carefully takes the egg. She smiles in her quiet way as she runs a finger along its surface, appreciating the detail. After a moment, she looks back up at the advocate. "Those are quite some chickens you've got there. The suits did actually come in handy."

Cravendy takes the egg and pockets it. Somehow.

“No worries! Have another!” The advocate presents another gift to Riylli. A chocolate egg. They then turn to Lin, sunshine exuding from behind their feathered maw. “The finest hens in Eorzea! And they lay the tastiest eggs too!”

Riylli accepts the gift, and then drops the gift. "Woops." She said again, practically challenging the advocate to give her another. Pettiness was her specialty, and she could do this all day.

The henny-helper hums in thought, and then raises a finger as a lightbulb lights up above their head. They take out a sticker and plaster it on the center of Riylli’s chicken hat. Bock bock!

“I’m free now, right? I am, right?” Cravs asks, and the Hatchingtide worker nods. Cravs stumbles back in relief, and then looks to Lin and Riylli. “Thanks...er, strangers. Well, I must be off. To somewhere.”

Aislinn sighs softly. "Nymeia's breath." she says, barely audible. This way lay trouble, she could sense it. "Right, then. Ah...thank you, I suppose." It seemed the polite thing to say. "And...good luck with the rest of your Hatchingtide. We'll just be heading out now."

Aislinn begins back away slowly

Riylli stared, trying and ultimately failing to figure out a way to counter this attack as well. Giving up, she turned to Cravs. "See you later Chickendy, try not to make eye contact with any strangers on your way out." She said, offering her a wave. She followed close to Aislinn as she backed away, sighing heavily. "Lets go back to the house and burn this shite..."

Although they had been strongarmed into helping out, the three of them did good in spreading festive cheer in Gridania. But perhaps they would stay far away from any chicken-suited fellows in the future....just in case.

Aislinn - "Might come in handy though somewhere down the line." she says with such a straight face, it's unclear as to whether she's joking or not.

#ffxiv rp #balmung rp #ffxiv crystal rp #Heartwood Ventures #Cravendy Hound #Aislinn North #Riylli Aliapoh #Happy hatchingtide!

[seven-oomen]

I’m sorry you’re still feeling exhausted.  I hope work wasn’t too terrible today, and that the weekend lets you rest up a bit (if you get normal weekends.  working in retail I try not to assume.)  Also, this is likely to just be a short(-ish) collection of unconnected musings, but I felt like sharing them anyway, and really you should be used to that from me at this point.  XD  So, first off that tree painting is GORGEOUS.  I mean, I tend to be kinda partial to that whole tree silhouette type aesthetic, so I’m probably slightly biased.  But still.  (And the background shading… <3 )  Also, ngl, the backlit keyboard keeps making me think of that video of Henry Cavill assembling his new computer that’s making the rounds.  That is not meant as a complaint of any sort, mind you, merely an observation.

Speaking of hot scruffy dudes who are actually massive dorks, did you SEE Ian’s most recent Insta pic?!  (the non-cowboy hat one)  Omg, I don’t know why he keeps complaining about how it’s starting to look like TW Season One hair like it’s some sort of bad thing.  (The longer the hair, the better the grip you can get. […uh…wait, what?… ’>.> ])  That pic just screams OUAT sequel to me.  Out here looking all shaggy and windblown and peaceful and content.  Proud Alpha Dad Peter spending quality time with his family/pack.  How very dare he spring this on an unsuspecting public with no warning?  I was not prepared.  (Also, Sinqua and Holland commenting on it just ups the adorable factor that much more.)

Also, was looking at a few sites lately in consideration of ordering a few more masks for work, found this print on one of them and almost laughed myself absolutely stupid.  I don’t know why it was just so funny to me, but I hope it cheers you as much as it did me.  Btw, it’s available on an impressive variety of items, including two types of notebooks, t-shirts, mugs, blankets, pillows, beach towels, shower curtains, rugs, bath mats, several styles of bags, phone cases, and assorted types of wall art (sadly not on a mask, however.  I was deeply disappointed.)  I can see any number of items ending up in the Haleargentski household, bought by assorted non-wolf members for assorted wolf members, because they are a family of assholes.  (I feel like the first gift was a travel mug to Peter from his darling husbands, then a t-shirt [on black ofc] from Peter to Derek, and then it just all snowballed from there.)

Today’s literally-just-appeared-out-of-nowhere-wtf-brain thought is (much like the French maid thing) definitely of the nsfw variety, so consider yourself duly warned if you have a shift today.  Because I mean we talked about Chris and Noah using toys on each other, but why should Peter get left out of the fun?  There are plenty of ways for him to enjoy them, too.  Like, pretty much the initial spontaneous thought was “Peter getting pulled into someone’s lap and being pegged within an inch of his life until he comes screaming down the throat of whichever one is going down on him at the same time."  And I was just like "not sure what this has to do with this video of how to make a ukelele out of colored pencils, but continue."  But like, no really.  Peter being knotted in one of them while the other uses beads or a (vibrating) plug on him?  (Which one is the asshole who momentarily turns the vibration up high enough that they BOTH can feel it?)  Or using those, or some kind of prostate massager, while he’s tied up and watching them with each other?  Bonus points in that situation for anything remote controlled.  See just how good his control really is.  Equal opportunity toy usage is what I’m saying, basically.

Also had a thought inspired by a pregnant friend and her fiance raving about a local pizza place’s monthly special, which is a pickle pizza (no really).  I may or may not have asked her if she had it with ice cream (I totally did, but apparently she’s past that point.)  So I was wondering about any weird or specific cravings the boys have while pregnant.  I remember Chris having a thing about chocolate pudding in the flashbacks.  Was it only a certain type of pudding, or would any kind do?  Were there any others he had?  Did he have the same ones with Ben or different?  What about Noah?  What sort of cravings did he get, if any?  And did they vary between sets of twins?  Did anybody go the aforementioned pickles and ice cream route?  Anybody dipping fries in Nutella?  Onion straws in peanut butter?  Doritos in cottage cheese?  Anybody eat salsa straight out of the jar?  Did anybody get any sudden absolute need for a specific fast food at two in the morning?  Or suddenly want a type of snack food only carried at one truck stop halfway past the next town?  Anybody spend several days eating nothing but veggie trays, including ones they normally can’t stand?  Anybody develop a temporary aversion to certain things, like coffee (feels like it would be a terrible thing for either of them)?  Did Peter cater to their every whim in any and all of these situations?  (I already know that answer.)  Did either one ever get demanding about it, or did they go the more passively-wistful-won’t-stop-mentioning-it route?  Side note; did anyone (not family) ever catch the wrong end of hormones now backed by even more combat and/or magical ability?  (Debbie at the bake sale best step off or she gonna regret a number of her life choices.)

Uh…I think that was the last of the random swirling questions/musings/headcanons for now…  I hope you feel a bit better today, and that the time off (I think you mentioned some time off?) is helpful.  Enjoy your time with your friend (that was this weekend, right?).  If you’ve got ideas for writing stuff, but are having trouble getting them down, would making quick notes/reminders, or voice recordings, for later help?  Like, so you don’t worry about losing them, but aren’t forcing yourself to do something you don’t feel up for at the time?  Either way, congrats on keeping up with the journaling (and the pretty, pretty art), and I hope tracking everything proves helpful.  And remember, other people’s bullshit issues and hang-ups are in no way your fault (no matter what they try to tell you), and you deserve all the good things.  Take care!  *Hugs to both of you!* 

Yeah, honestly I think I hit that point in my life again where my battery is drained and I can’t restart it. Which is how I got my burn out at first and working towards another one. Heh but I also don’t want to give up now and just keep working for a little longer because my contract expires at the end of September and yeah.. 

Stress.

Aww gosh thank you, yeah I really like how that one turned out! It was better than expected.

Btw if you’re into Zombie apocalypse stories (I am) you should definitely check out The girl with all the gifts. It’s so brutal but also interesting, I definitely enjoyed that. (And it was research for my own book)

Lol I love this keyboard and this laptop, really, it was the most expensive thing I ever bought but it’s so worth it. Still runs super smooth after 2 years. I don’t think I’ve seen that video of Henry though. 

And omg yes I did and it’s the best thing. he looks so SOFT omg. I def got  OUAT S2 vibes from that. And OUAT vibes. Also that pic of him with Colton, omg. Those were the best!

THAT PRINT!!!! I nearly snorted coffee out of my nose this morning but managed to swallow it down just in time. My work computer would have suffered caffeine damage otherwise XD.

But yeah, that becomes a running gag for sure!

Because I mean we talked about Chris and Noah using toys on each other, but why should Peter get left out of the fun?  There are plenty of ways for him to enjoy them, too.  Like, pretty much the initial spontaneous thought was “Peter getting pulled into someone’s lap and being pegged within an inch of his life until he comes screaming down the throat of whichever one is going down on him at the same time."

*cheff’s kiss* 

Yes.

Oh the images are so good. Remind me to write them out in detail tomorrow after the zoo trip.

Also parking the pregnancy cravings to answer tomorrow since it’s past midnight and I should catch some sleep before I need to be up again. But I will definitely type that HC out.

Side note; did anyone (not family) ever catch the wrong end of hormones now backed by even more combat and/or magical ability?  (Debbie at the bake sale best step off or she gonna regret a number of her life choices.)

Ohhh Debbie’s toast. Because yes, Noah’s magic is that much stronger when it’s fueled by pregnancy hormones and Chris turns into a very protective hormonal fighting machine. Low center of gravity has advantages when you’re in a squabble with the Karens.

And yeah, I have four days off right now. Which means I don’t have to work until Thursday again. Which is awesome!

But yeah work wasn’t too bad, I had to do one bad news conversation which fucking sucked since there was nothing I could do and nobody I could get a hold off to fix the problem for that customer and it was just a waiting game. I hate those conversations. I honestly do.

Most of it was quiet though and I got to leave an hour earlier due to the quiet day. So that was good. And I watched a movie while being paid (The girl with all the gifts) so that was pretty fun too XD

I actually voice record a lot already. I find it really helps with clearing my mind and I write a lot of stuff down. But I appreciate the tip!

Lots of cuddles from me and Mo and I hope your day went by well. <3

#ben says stuff #once upon a time comments #my convos with anon #submission

[mingi-darling]

Different Circumstances

Pairing: idol!jungkook x fem!reader

Warning: slight mention of rape, cussing, kissing scene.

Fluff, just fluff

Summary: Jeon Jungkook is on the run as he struggles to get away from fans who are trying to chase him down, an unexpected turn of events leads to Andrea being under the hands of her favourite idol... like literally.

“THERE HE IS!”

‘Shit’

Running as fast as he could, Jungkook bolted away from his hiding spot as a mob of fans chased him down. Well obviously hiding behind a pole is not the best place to hide in, it was all he could do at the moment.

Jungkook felt like he could out run the fastest guy on earth, even if his legs were starting to get sore, he can’t afford to take even at least one second to breathe or else the fans that were chasing him from behind could devour him whole.

“OPPA! OPPA!”

“OMG HE’S EVEN MORE HANDSOME IN PERSON!”

“I ALMOST GOT HIM!,”

The screaming fans only alerted more people that a ran away celebrity was on their street.

‘Can this day get even worse?!’

He took a sharp left as he kept running, he then suddenly caught sight of an idea, he prayed to god that this’ll hopefully work.

☁︎︎꧁𒊹︎꧂☁︎︎

“Have a great day sir!,” Andrea bowed politely to the old man behind the cashier register, the girl offered him a big smile as he returned the kind gesture.

Walking out of the convenient store each step she took had a small skip to it, she had bought herself some snacks to eat to prepare herself for a long day of binge watching her favourite show, “Fight For My Way,” starring Park Seo Joon! Just even thinking about his name made her drool.

Her train of though was cut off as she was suddenly pulled into an alleyway, making her drop the bag of goodies, her heart started to beat faster as she could feel her adrenaline rush through her body.

‘Oh my god, Oh my god, Oh my god, I’m going to die!,’ Andrea mentally panicked as her breath hitches.

Pinned onto the hard bricked wall, Andrea could feel beads of sweat starting to form onto her forehead. If she was going to report this person for sexual harassment she’s going to have to be able to describe them. Her eyes that were shut tight hesitantly fluttered open. The man that held her captive between his arms wore a black oversized coat, a black hat, a grey turtle neck which was tucked into a pair of black pants, around his waist was a black leathered belt that hung over his thighs, and completed his outfit with a pair of high combat boots, which were, you guessed it, was black. She noticed his ears were decorated with silver hoop earrings, he may not have a lot of colour in his clothing, but he did have a sense of style. Thankfully, the guy was busy looking over at his shoulder to notice that the girl was checking him out.

“P-please let me go!,” Andrea pleaded, the man’s eye’s soften, guilt washed over him as he felt bad for bringing her into his problems, but there isn’t any time to turn back now. He pulled his mask down and Andrea couldn’t help but sense a pang of familiarity, it’s like she’d seen him before, had they already met or something? But before she could even question him further, Andrea could smell his strong manly scent as he leaned closer, his lips hovering over her ear as heat crept up onto her face as she could feel herself turning red, His hot breath hitting her delicate skin as he whispered.

“I’m sorry.”

And with no further warnings he pushed his rough lips over her soft and plump ones, her eyes widen as she could hear yelling from outside the alley. If it could, her heart could jump out of her chest right at this very moment as it beat faster and faster with every gentle kiss this man placed onto her lips, she then slowly gave in and decided to let him lead her through.

A group of girls then stop right outside of the alleyway as they started going off at each other,

“Where’d he go?!”

“He was just here!”

“Idiots! You could’ve ran faster!”

“Even at running Jungkook could win a marathon! He’s so hot! What a shame, we were so close.”

“Ew, people really have the audacity to kiss in public.”

And with that they left, their loud bickering of how they could’ve met their favourite idol faded off, but the two didn’t notice as they were lost in the moment as they kept sucking their faces off.

They pulled away only to catch their breath, with heavy breathing, Jungkook rested his forehead against hers. Realization hit her as she finally let the words sink into her mind.

She had just kissed THE Jeon Jungkook, the Golden Maknae of the most famous and well known group.... BTS

What’s worst is that, aside from Park Seo joon, Andrea had the biggest and the most fattest crush on him.

“How the hell did you not even recognize him from the start?!”

As hard as Andrea tried to convince herself that it wasn’t him, she couldn’t help but look at him a little closer and now can see the similarities, his beautiful doe eyes stared her down and she could feel her legs going weak, Jungkook couldn’t help but smirk at the girl’s stunned expression.

“This isn’t real.”

Andrea didn’t mean it to slip, fear and embarrassment replaced the shy and flustered feeling she once had.

She had offended him and all she wantede to do now was dig up her own grave and curl up into a ball and cry.

She closed her eyes not wanting to see his pained expression.

But then a melodic chuckle filled her ears, she felt a hand on her head and realized that he was gently ruffling her hair.

“Aren’t you a cute little thing~,” Jungkook cooed as he grinned at how red her face had turned. Although, for the past 10 minutes of knowing her, Jungkook felt a different aura around her, it was more innocent and pure, he didn’t understand what he was feeling as all of this was foreign to him, but yet, he couldn’t help but crave for more of it. The way he get’s so giddy as he looked at her face with eyes filled with genuine happiness. Although he wished that he’d meet her under better circumstances than this, he was thankful that he had bumped into her either way.

My first time posting here 🥺, I really hope it isn’t as cringey as it is...

#Jungkookff #BTSfanfics #BTSff #bts #idol!auxreader #xreader #kpopfanfics #kpop #kpopfanfics2020 #idol!jungkookxreader #au

[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 218: Purse Pilferage and Mouse Murder

Previously on BnHA: Kacchan and Deku sparred in an attempt to draw out Deku’s mysterious new power once again, but to no avail. In a brief flashback, the OFA Scooby Squad (now including Bakugou!) discussed Deku’s recent visions and his multiple quirks. Kacchan pointed out that it was very similar to All for One’s power, which seems to be weighing on Deku’s mind some. That evening at the fanfic dorms, Shouto approached Deku asking if he had been hiding a second quirk. Deku assured him that the new quirk surprised him as much as everyone else, and fibbed that it was probably derived from his original quirk. Meanwhile the U.A. faculty accepted Shinsou into the hero course, and Aizawa acted all weird and cagey about someone from his past named “Shirakumo.” Later, Monoma met with Aizawa, Mirio, Deku, and Eri at the teachers’ dorms and unsuccessfully attempted to copy Eri’s quirk. Eri apologized for being so troublesome, and the others assured her that she wasn’t and Deku told her that even seemingly dangerous quirks can be used for good. It wasn’t lost on him that this applied to his own powers as well, and he resolved to keep working to master OFA.

Today on BnHA: Early one December morn, the kids of 1-A gather in their common room to watch some TV while they wait to hear if Bakugou and Todoroki passed their provisional license retest. The news is reporting on a company called Detnerat which has recently entered the hero equipment business. Their CEO is some Joker-looking dude who’s apparently a big fan of AFO’s old nemesis Destro of Meta Liberation Army fame. Destro’s book has recently been republished and is making the discussion rounds. DetCEO discusses it with his cute lil mouse subordinate Miyashita, but Miyashita isn’t really a fan. This proves unfortunate for Miyashita, as DetCEO is all “that’s too bad, guess I’m just gonna have to snap your neck then.” Like, for real though. Anyway so then DetCEO heads to a secret meeting of like-minded individuals who are apparently Destro’s descendants and are seeking to make his goals a reality. We then segue to a group of purse-snatchers led by someone who I really thought was Shirakumo for a hot minute, ngl. He’s not, though. Anyway so they’re wreaking some havoc and stealing people’s shit -- that is, until two good boys who just earned their provisional licenses after three months of hard work show up to spoil their fun.

(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my mostly-unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’m caught up with the manga now at chapter 225, so any ETAs will reflect that.)

HOLY SHIT

BABY WE GOT OURSELVES SOME MOTHERFUCKING SNOW IN THE FANFIC DORMS!!!

holy shit. and it’s the weekend! ARE WE GONNA HAVE SOME ANTICSSSS YES PLEASE I REALLY NEED THIS SO BAD RIGHT NOW YOU HAVE NO IDEA

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

KIRISHIMA WHY ARE YOU TAKING YOUR CLOTHES OFF

I hope they get a ton! I WANT SNOWBALL FIGHTS AND SNOW FORTS AND TODOROKI TO LET IT GOOOOOO LET IT GOOOOOOO

ahh but apparently he and Bakugou are away right now

wow they even got that class on Sundays now, huh

also, who did Sero borrow the tankoubon from? because more likely than not it was Bakugou since I can’t even picture Shouto reading manga (unless he borrowed some volumes from Deku, maybe). so that means Bakugou is (a) a big ol’ manga-reading nerd who brought his manga to school with him, and (b) sharing with friends. both of which make me so, so happy

(ETA: Viz translated this as “I want to borrow the next volume of this manga from Todoroki,” but as far as I can tell, in the RAW version he doesn’t specify who he borrowed it from. I think Caleb Cook just doesn’t think Bakugou is capable of sharing. give him some credit, Caleb Cook.)

Deku says they should be back around six, and Iida says it’s apparently the last day of their provisional class!

OHMYGOSH. hold up. so that means that their re-test is in like a week, no? holy shit. oh my god I’m so hypppppped ahhhhhh

SDLFKHASLDFKJLK HOLY SHIT

IT’S TODAY!?!??

YOU CAN DO IT KIDS I BELIEVE IN YOU. YOU GOT THIS

KACCHAN ARE YOU READY TO OFFICIALLY BECOME KACCHAN THE HERO

(ETA: maybe we’ll actually get Kacchan’s hero name before I grow old. maybe.)

SDFKASLDHK AND LOOK AT THIS SETUP!? AHHHHHH PLEASE DON’T CUT AWAY FROM THIS. OH MY GOD

but snow antics though. oh my god I’m so torn lsdkjlk

anyways of fucking course we cut away, and I don’t really mind because I love cozy 1-A snow day dorm antics also. plus everyone is gossiping about Todo and Baku, and Satou is baking a cake like the Princess Peach he is

Kami is playfully lamenting the fact that he’s about to lose the one leg-up he had on those two, and flipping on the news

oh shit are we gonna get some Plot

I guess so. what is this

Detnerat?? is that a portmanteau of something? an acronym? or another Star Wars reference I failed to pick up on??

(ETA: yeah so it’s the word “talented” spelled backwards. except with an r instead of an l.)

so the news is showing some people with mutant quirks, including a four-armed lady, a jello child, and a walrus with a bowler hat

and the narration is talking about how people like this used to be a minority but now “their era arrived”

interesting. I guess there’s pretty much no such thing as “one size fits all” anymore these days huh. so does that mean there’s been a shift back to custom-made tailored items?

this pointy nose guy is extremely theatrical

calm down buddy

so he says his company has come all this way while building products that meet the needs of each of their customers individually

this is cool and all but I’m trying to figure out why this new arc is opening with an infomercial

I’m expecting things all right, but I think it’s a little too early to say if they’ll be great

and now we’re cutting to this guy’s office, where his employee is concluding his presentation. apparently he was showing his boss the finished commercial

and now they’re discussing the thus-far lukewarm reception to their recent announcement

(ETA: holy shit. famous last words. fuckin’ jinxed it Miyashita.)

are you guys... good guys? bad guys? how is this related to the plot?? a new arc all about stock holdings and market shares. Iida did you write this arc

so pointy nose says that they’ve been doing this on a much larger scale for a long time already, so he’s confident they’ll be successful

oh shit

it only just occurred to me that he used the word “superpowers” instead of quirks

AND LOOK AT THIS SHIT

IT’S THAT BOOK. THE ONE THAT WAS PROBABLY WRITTEN BY DESTRO OMG

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

IT WAS DESTRO. CALLED IT WOOP WOOP

Mishiwhatsa says he read the book too but “it’s a load of crap if you ask me”

he says that what the army was doing was nothing but terrorism at the expense of innocent people, and yet Destro “had the gall” to act like he was in the right

hot damn this guy really was Magneto. are we going full-on X-Men in this arc. I want the works. I want fucking sentinels and everything oh god please

oh shit I’m starting to worry about ol’ Mishi here

MIYASHITA, RUN

OH SHIT

IS HE GOING TO SNAP HIS FUCKING NECK!?? HOLY SHIT!??

holy fucking shitballs oh christ

this dude is straight up murdering his best employee, Nezu’s cousin, all because he didn’t agree with his favorite book!?

...

holy shit

fuck. I’m speechless

okay. okay shit. well. uh. Detnerat, huh

you have my attention, plot

hooooooooooly shit

holy shit holy shit holy shit

okay. calm down, self. let’s jot down some thoughts real quick

okay so one, that one shot of that guy with his hand on his hat has a decided Ian McKellen vibe to it. I’m telling you guys. X-Men references all over the damn place in this arc

two, the word “supremacy” was used. meaning this wasn’t just a “quirk rights” group, this was a quirk supremacist group. or is a quirk supremacist group, I should say. these people believe themselves to be the future of humankind. they don’t want liberation, they want control. and assuming we continue to follow the X-Men parallels here, they also believe themselves to be superior to those without superpowers and they’re looking to assert their authority over them

they clearly believe the current laws restricting the usage of quirks are a form of oppression and persecution and are looking to eradicate them

this seems like exactly the type of philosophy the League of Villains would be eager to spread, and I wouldn’t be surprised if another team-up is in the works here

lastly, if these guys are now in the business of making hero equipment, whoever buys from them had better be really careful, as I can easily see some sort of Iron Man 2 plotline going down in which there’s a secret command built into the coding of the new equipment which will sabotage its users once activated. or if you’d rather think of it in Star Wars terms rather than MCU, call it an “order 66” ploy

(ETA: well I partly called this one. still up in the air honestly, who knows.)

also: friendly reminder that Bakugou’s gauntlets were recently destroyed and he’s gonna be needing new ones! (:

so having said all that, let’s see how this pans out!

and right away, the prediction about them teaming up with the League is panning out. waste no time, huh

so Hooknose is telling him to do so at once

oh shit hold up

WELL I SURE GOT THAT BACKWARDS NOW DIDN’T I

lol oh shit. I totally forgot that AFO was the one who bombed the Army’s HQ all those decades and possibly centuries ago. I can’t believe these guys still remember that and know how AFO was connected to boot

also, is there a Rorschach thing going on here? I wonder if it’s a reference to the psychologist or to the comic book character from Watchmen. I’m betting the latter given the way they’re using the inkblots as masks, and also because this is a manga based on superhero comics after all

(ETA: yeah, Rorschach, Joker, and Magneto... drawing on a lot of classic villains and anti-heroes in this arc.)

ah so now we’re getting details on their new bid to enter the hero market

HOLD UP

WHAT THE FUCK THIS GUY LOOKS AWFULLY FUCKING FAMILIAR

IS THIS SHIRAKUMO??? AIZAWA WERE YOU NOT CONTENT WITH THE STRIKING SIMILARITY YOU ALREADY BORE TO KAKASHI? HAD TO GO AND ADD THE OLD FRIEND TURNED EVIL BACKSTORY TOO?? OR WHAT

given that this guy seems to have some sort of cloud-based power (look at what he’s riding! and now the people he just harassed and stole from are describing it as “carbonated water”), and kumo means “cloud”...

(ETA: nope, this is just good ol’ Soda Sam. Carbonation Carl.)

okay and now we’re cutting to a conversation between two as-yet-unknown parties that seem to be witnessing this robbery from a distance, and deciding whether or not to intervene

for a moment I entertained the idea that this might be Kacchan and Shouto with their hot-off-the-presses licenses, possibly talking to All Might? but none of this dialogue seems to have that Kacchan flair, and it also doesn’t make much sense for them to have attended the lesson accompanied by All Might and no one else. Aizawa’s been pretty good about making sure there’s always at least one other fighting pro accompanying them

so now this group of merry bandits is celebrating their new haul

OH SHITTTTTTT

ODDS OF THIS BEING BAKUGOU AND SHOUTO JUST SHOT WAAAAAAAAAY WAY UP OH MY GOD?!

OH MY GOD IT WAS EXACTLY WHAT I THOUGHT?!

I SHOULD STOP DOUBTING MYSELF AND HORIKOSHI’S PROPENSITY FOR GIVING ME EXACTLY WHAT I WANT ALL OF THE TIME

motherfucker. you just know Kacchan spent that entire cab ride with his nose pressed to the window trying to sense danger and keeping his fingers crossed something like this would happen

(ETA: him and Shouto both, since the dialogue suggests it was Shouto that spotted it first! so basically one of them stationed at each window with All Might sandwiched in between wondering if he’s even going to survive this trip. the answer is yes, All Might, but not without it becoming Eventful.)

also, 30 minutes or 30 seconds, it hardly matters All Might. you know these two spent the last three months anticipating this moment every single minute of every day. they’re gonna go do reckless hero shit, All Might. THEY’RE JUST GONNA

oh my godddddddd

TodoBaku fighting against Aizawa’s possible friend-turned-villain in the snowwwwww having JUST EARNED THE SHIT OUT OF THEIR NEW LICENSES HELL YEAHHHHHHHHH

and it appears Kacchan does have a gauntlet. goddammit. make that propensity for giving me almost exactly what I want, most of the time

anyways, I don’t really care! life is good. life is fucking amazing, fam

#bnha #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #todoroki shouto #redestro #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #makeste reads bnha #poor miyashita just kept on digging himself in deeper didn't he #'hey boss you sure are bald' #'and our business is very much not booming' #'oh hey what's that book you've got there' #'oh is that the one by destro?' #'lol I flippin' hate that guy' #'he's just the worst isn't he?' #'why no I don't have any friends or family or anyone who would miss me or notice my sudden disappearance in any capacity' #'why do you ask' #'boss?' #'...'

[killianmesmalls]

FINALLY!!! My con recap is... long. And I’m wordy. And it’s long. BUT IT’S HERE! Below the cut for anyone who is crazy enough to read it all. 

Friday:

By the time the weekend really got started, I had already had the chance to meet up with @lillpon Wednesday evening for a last-day-at-work happy hour and then again when she, @justmilah, and @fraddit came over to my place to hang out, watch Once, and put the totally last minute touches on my Tilly cosplay. (Also, BTW, yes I am using nicknames because 1) I figure it’s easier for people to follow along and 2) I don’t know how much some people want their real names to be attached to fellow crazies and sent into the ether.) We ended up venturing down to pick up the car from my father-in-law, and on the way found a meeting place for @queen-mabs-revenge to gather with us. Now, we couldn’t find her, kept checking to see where she might be, when LO, HERE COMETH A TINY ITALIAN IN A BIG MCFRIGGIN HAT. Yes, she was indeed sauntering down 8th Avenue in her Lt. Jones hat, which was probably the 18th weird thing most passing New Yorkers had seen in the two hours since they had woken up.

We then all tackle each other and me, @fraddit, @justmilah, and @queen-mabs-revenge continue on to meet my FIL for the car, where Mabs was super on board with helping him trek stuff from the trunk back to his apartment after seconds of meeting him. Such a polite. Without much ado, we make our way to the middle of friggin nowhere New Jersey, aided by the very comforting fact that Mabs navigates the way I need to be navigated to. Much thanks. Many appreciate. Wow.

Our first stop once we go around in circles a few times since driving in Whippany itself is a damn adventure was to meet up with @thesschesthair. While Mabs is confusing the front desk dude with her hat, Chesty over there gives us a call and I sneak out, lock eyes across the dingy parking lot of the Red Carpet Inn, by its derelict diner, and leap into her arms. She then comes over to attack Milah and Fraddit before properly grabbing Mabs so hard they were close to osmosis.

I’m not going to lie, it’s at this point through to Monday evening where things sort of blur. Mabs and Chesty requested rooms beside each other and GUESS WHAT. Yep, you guessed it, they had rooms that actually were connected by a door that was hidden behind Mabs’s oversized fridge. Oh! And there was a random toilet just hanging out outside their rooms. Because, why not? When Puh Pah has to go, he has to go. Also, it’s here that Mabs gives us all Alice-themed totes from Poundland (YES, LAUGH, IT’S GREAT) and then we do roundabouts again to get to the Marriott where the rest of us are staying.

Registration was a breeze, and then we collapse into the lounge area where we meet up with @theonceoverthinker and an already-registered Chesty, where she and I are off to the side making inappropriate jokes and then deciding it’s time to wine o’clock this con. Guys? The pub in the Marriott got some play by the Pirate Crew (thank you, @freifraufischer for dubbing us all as pirates), we tried their Poisoned Apple sangria, shot the shit, and then went about checking in and getting ourselves settled while at various points meeting up with @captregina, @lillpon, and @freifraufischer.

At some point (again because all is a blur) we went to Chris’s Q&A where I asked him a couple of questions and honestly blanked on most of the experience because OMFGITALKEDTOSMEE. Then Jared came on, was very much however you’d imagine Jared being, and I was still very much focused on Chris saying how much Smee would love Alice and knowing that Colin and Rose day was tomorrow.

Afterwards, we got autographs, where Mabs’s delightful totes came in handy and I had Gil, Chris, and Jared sign the back of the Alice tote. Gil was nice and I complimented Jared on how much him being open about anxiety meant to people, but it was Chris that, to me, was the MVP. He was incredibly personable, funny, and a total teddy bear. I asked him about the blooper he was in where it seemed like Smee was trying to convince Hook to not duel with Ahab (the one where Colin spat in his face) and Chris said he honestly forgot what was happening in that scene, but he would ask Colin. Still, the one thing he did remember was when he knelt down in front of Colin in the post-duel “Congratulations, Captain, you won!” scene, he split his pants. The camera was to his back, but his treasures were on full display in front of Colin.

I also asked Chris for a hug because, I mean, YOLO, and he obliged! Honestly, he’s a damn pumpkin and I adore him.

Now, there was karaoke night after this, but some of us were bad idea bears and decided to say “f--- this” and went into the pool with some sea salt gin Mabs had brought over. We’re super classy, guys.

...What happens at the pool, stays in the pool. :P

Saturday:

OMG COLIN AND ROSE DAY! COLIN AND ROSE DAY! COLIN AND ROSE DAY!

I was legit saying this and hopping up and down I don’t know how many times. I focused most of the morning trying to make sure I had myself together, getting my tights ripped just right, getting my hair done, venturing to @captregina’s room so I could do her hair (where I met @brave-lassie), doing her eyeliner, doing my makeup, meeting up with everyone, and trying to contain my feelings about COLIN AND ROSE DAY!!!

I missed most of the Wild Bunch Q&A in my efforts to get ready and in waiting for Rose’s photo ops. I lined up with Capt just by where the actors enter into the room they do the photo ops in and got my very first in-person look at Rose.

Guys.

GUYS.

That precious angel GLOWS. I cannot say enough how adorable and lovely she looks and is in person, but I will try my best. She’s insanely precious. Honestly, I was probably a walking hearteyes emoji. I try to keep my cool as I wait for her in line, where I’m set to get a picture with her than a shared picture with her and Capt, and the moment she sees me in my Tilly cosplay she exclaims, “NAILED IT!” Then, like a spastic idiot, I told her I couldn’t help myself since she’s my favorite, and she said, “You’re my favorite!” Bless her. She’s insanely personable and tilts her head to you, and is a personified cupcake.

After that, I brought Capt in for a shared picture with her, where we handed her my bunny mask and Rubik’s cube I had made with the help of Lill as we (plus Milah and Fraddit) had lounged on my couch Thursday night. She geeked out a bit over them, I asked her which one she wanted to hold, and she chose the Rubik’s cube, I held the mask, and Capt and I held a pillowcase she had gotten a while back that said, “We’re all mad here.”

Rapid fire they then did Colin and Chris photos followed by Colin and Rose, where all of us collectively lost our minds throughout. There are some pretty stellar ones people got with Colin and Chris, and then OMFG KNIGHTROOK.

Not going to lie, I kind of blanked on it a bit. I just remember saying “hi” to them both, taking a photo in the middle of them, and then ushering in PERFECT TACO HAT LT. JONES MCMABS in for the second photo, where I pulled a crazy face and she pulled that cheesy salute in that pic of him and Bernard.

Then was Rose’s Q&A, and as you can tell she’s still the embodiment of sunshine with a dash of silliness. I must have had a massive smile on my face the entire time in between bouts of laughter.

Before her panel ended, they called for Colin photos, which I needed to get to early because I had Rose’s meet and greet, but HELL NO WAS I MISSING ANY OF ROSE. Nope. So I stayed, then dashed out, and totally thought I’d be fine because…hey, I had already met and touched the man, how hard could this be?

BEING A NORMAL HUMAN AROUND HIM IS IMPOSSIBLE. I just hope I didn’t sound too much like an idiot when I said another hello and asked, “Do you mind if I give you a hug?”

Tired panda just opened his arms and we took a quick picture, and his face was SUPER CLOSE TO MINE and I didn’t know what to do with myself and suddenly that scruff was AGAINST MAH FACE. I think I entered a new plane of existence at some point but remembered I had feed and managed to use them to walk out and not completely venture to a new reality.

It was probably a good thing I didn’t have time to transcend to nirvana because ROSE’S MEET AND GREET WAS NEXT. It got off to a late start since Emilie was still in the room when we got up there, but I’d wait howmstever long for her.

SHE IS AN ANGEL. I mean, absolute, 100%, grade-A, undiluted angel. She makes an effort to engage with everyone and really make eye contact with you, speak to you for as much as she can, and is just naturally her sweet and funny self. She then took selfies with everyone, where I told her my name was “Carrie, like the movie” which is my default at Starbucks because then people know how to spell it. She fake scared and pretended like she was ducking her head and going to walk out, which we shared a laugh at before our picture.

I missed most of Karen David’s panel, but right afterward was COLIN!!! Tired panda did his best to wake up and be his silly, smartass self, bless his heart. I’m so glad he said he wished there were more to the KnightRook story because he feels like there’s more to explore with that and HARD AGREE, COL! Also massive, MASSIVE shoutout to Overthinker for her crazy awesome questions!!! You are indeed worthy of being his favorite!!! Also, props to @the-girl-in-the-band-tshirt for her original question about craft services. Dudes, the things we don’t think about!!! I need to try a grilled cheese with pickles now, that sounds AMAZING. OH! OH!!! AND HE DID THE WORM! AND SANG! How were we this #blessed?!?!

We then had a hot minute (or roughly 30) before KNIGHTROOK PANEL!!! Guys, those two and their dynamic will never not kill me. THOSE TWOOOOOOO!!!! HOW PERFECT ARE THEY?!?! I think their humor together is priceless and she’s like a damn coffee bean to him. It’s a good thing I like odd things because I CAN’T EVEN WITH THEM. (:smirk:) AS IF THAT WEREN’T ENOUGH he goes and kills us with his Millian answer and I see Mabs and Milah vibrating into the ether.

After that is almost immediately autographs, where they had us line up for Colin then head over to Rose. They tucked tired panda behind this black curtain, and Mabs, Capt, and I coordinated getting various things signed for us and others. When I told him something was for someone who had contributed to the Whitecaps charity, he replied, “Oh! Very good.” Then he got my spyglass and went all childishly curious, peeked inside the box, then raised his eyebrow and gave me a smirk.

Then it was off to see Rose, who was taking more time to talk to fans, which is understandable given the fact that Colin had a longer line and Rose also can’t seem to help herself. Chesty gave me her badge so I could get a second autograph, like a friggin champ, and I had Rose sign the spyglass and also had the title page of the manuscript I’ve written (I NEED TO FINISH EDITING IT) and told her it was a 1920s Alice in Wonderland retelling, and I thought having her sign it would be a good luck charm. She sounded super enthusiastic about it and wrote a long note for me on it, which I will for sure cherish forever!!!

OH! And on my way to get into the Rose line, I hear someone say my name and LO AND BEHOLD, IT’S @leiandcharles!!! HUZZAH!!! I probably sounded like a spaz because I was on a Colin and Rose high and was all over the place but she pretended to not be terrified of the insanity that was me… ANYWAY!

It was then time for dinner. With the pub PACKED TO THE GILLS, especially after there was a bomb scare at a nearby hotel so the people there had to come over to ours for a bit, a group of us went up to Capt’s room to hang out and get pizza. I’m probably going to blank on everyone that was in that room, but I do remember dragging Leia there, meeting @coaldustcanary, Overthinker kicking over my drink and being roasted about it by Chesty (still makes me giggle!), and generally being a nuisance with Capt, Mabs, and Milah while Fraddit, and Lill went off to introduce Chesty to Chipotle. It has since changed her life.

At some point we declare we should hang out at the pub again, and a group of us went to go shoot the shit until Mabs passed out right there in the booth (CALLIN’ YOU OUT, POPS!) and everyone was sufficiently either toasted or tired. Some of us then venture up to my room, and shenanigans ensued. THUS ENDETH COLIN AND ROSE DAY!

Sunday:

While I was sad this seemed like a less crazy day for us, I was also a bit relieved because hot DAMN was I tired after the day before. Still, we didn’t have much time to really collect ourselves because the Mills fam gold panel started at 10, so a group of us wandered down to breakfast.

We then get in to see Andrew, Lana, and Bex, where Lana and Bex were of course hysterical together, Andy looked cute, and you could feel the collective vibrating of all Regina and Zelena fans which was adorable. I mean, I love Regina, but there was some LOVE in that room from her Evil Regals. I do wish Andy had gotten a bit more attention or had been a bit more vocal, but it’s got to be hard to not just let Lana and Bex own the stage.

There was then a decent break before Bex’s panel. That woman, as you all likely know, is HYSTERICAL. She kept the room laughing through most of her panel, and you can see she has nothing but love for her fans and her costars.

After her panel, I don’t have anything I’m too fussed about until 2 (MILAH WAS ROBBED IN THAT VID CONTEST, BTW, JUST SAYING) and so some of us gather together for lunch in, you guessed it, the hotel pub! Dudes, our options were limited and it looked like a library and had loaded potato soup. What more do you want?

It’s then time to MEET LANA, where me, Mabs, and Capt try to strategically settle ourselves somewhere out of the way but close enough to the side door to get a good look at the queen as she walks in. And, DAMN, that woman is gorgeous! Me and Capt then leap into the line where she proceeds to get two very adorable photos done and then I get pulled in to get hugged by Lana (!!!!!!!!!) while Capt hugs her from the back. She was super sweet and patient the whole time with everyone, and you could really see how much she loves spending time with her fans.

We then decide some of us need shots because some of us (*cough* Capt *cough*) are about to pass out from being so near Her Majesty’s presence, and then we wander into the ballroom for Henry Squared’s panel. Andy was adorable, Jared was typical Jared. I’ll be honest, I don’t have anything from that panel that seems to stick out to me as a solid memory, though maybe that was the whiskey shot’s fault.

Then comes Lana’s panel and, once again, you can feel the energy of the Evil Regals in the room. For however silly Colin, Rose, and KnightRook panels are, HOLY DAMN Lana panels are just filled with all sorts of emotions! It was like a damn rollercoaster! I laughed, I teared up, I was generally all over the place. SO MANY FEELINGS, GUYS. It was delightful but also made me just desperately need to laugh about fart jokes with my fellow Colin heathens. WE DON’T KNOW EMOTIONS.

Sadly during the following break, it is time to say farewell to the spun sugar that is Lillpon. I console myself knowing I’ll see her again, but it’s depressingly others’ last time with her, but ONLY FOR NOW. Yes? Yes.

Next up is autos with Andrew and then Lana. Andrew was a sweetheart. I was standing next to Capt and Mabs, where we proceeded to tell him how great we thought he was in season 7 and how much that season and his performance in it meant to us and brought back some love for the show. He seemed genuinely touched and said it meant a lot to him to hear that. Bless that boy.

We then wait a bit for me, Capt, Mabs, and Milah to venture up for Lana’s autos. By the time we got to her, we had this whole strategic thing planned out where I’d bring up S7 Hooked Queen, Capt gets her Hooked Queen picture signed, and Mabs gets the word for Capt’s tattoo. Lana says she did expect when they started that she thought Hook and Regina were going to be a thing but alas. Oh! And Mabs tells her that they’ve got family from the same area of Sicily, where Lana proceeds to say they do kinda look alike, and it is now confirmed #fam.

With everything over, we head once again to, YOU GUESSED IT AGAIN, the hotel pub. Chesty and Fraddit have already settled in and eaten, and me, Mabs, Capt, Overthinker, and Milah get ourselves all ordered up where we both mourn the end of the weekend and still buzz from the high the last three days had given us. A series of more shenanigans ensues, and none of us are ready for the weekend to be over. I’m pretty sure we collectively tried to drag it out for as long as possible.

For one last hurrah, we then venture to the pool again and meet up with @reginamotherfuckingmills and @agntreginaskywalker, where we all debrief and collectively laugh about the weekend, in addition to getting all into our feels about how Swan Queen fans and Hook fans are being all chill and friendly with each other. WHO KNEW PEOPLE COULD HUMAN?!

It was a fantastic end to the weekend, and there were more days ahead that involved ridiculous conversations in the car (Thicc Lady and Pointy Boi! Is this Central Park?! etc), meeting Mabs’s ENTIRE FAMILY, hearing Chesty lose her mind several times, enjoying super Long Island experiences with them, Milah, Overthinker, and Fraddit, and so on. Some of us also went sailing on a tall boat later, where we hoisted the main sail and felt like proper pirates! Then there was just general hanging out, but I won’t bore you further with that.

Instead, I’ll bore you with shoutouts!

@lillpon DESCUSTANG!!! You’re such a damn delight. Both sharing a bed and hoisting the main sail with you was brilliant and I love you forever. YOU MET COLIN!!!

@queen-mabs-revenge What are words? I have none. And if I started I’d probably turn into a mess so FARTS BELLY PT CRUISER POINTY BOI FARTS! I’ll probably emotion at some point and send it to you in private and then go run off to watch bloopers or something to get back to some sort of state of normal.

@fraddit SEVEN?! WHAT’S IN THE BOX?! Resting judge face or no, you’re fantastic, I love you, and you’re forever welcome in my apartment! Or basically anywhere with me.

@thesschesthair You funny asshole, I don’t know what I would have done without you to be there to say jokes as foul as mine. You were such a good sport about me being an annoying shit. I’m keeping my fingers and toes crossed we can celebrate your birthday with a Captain Charming shindig!!!

@justmilah You’re so sweet and so funny and just damn precious. I LOVED going to the American Girls store, traipsing around Rockefeller Center, exploring actual Central Park, getting Millian and Knightrook feels in the AMNH, and wasting time at Johnny Utah’s with you. You’re always welcome!!!

@captregina Mah darling! I’m so glad and relieved that you had a good experience! You earned it, and I’m excited to talk about it over brunch with you.

@theonceoverthinker YOU FAVORITE PHD GENIUS! Stellar questions from a stellar person. It was amazing to hang out with you and we should do it again soon!!!

@the-girl-in-the-band-tshirt You’re a precious angel and it was delightful to meet you! I’m so glad you felt welcomed into the fold. But, of course you were! You’re wonderful!

@brave-lassie From one “mom” to another, thanks! Also, you’re a sweetheart and YOU MAKE AN AMAZING RED!!!

@leiandcharles @freifraufischer @coaldustcanary @reginamotherfuckingmills and @agntreginaskywalker IT WAS LOVELY TO MEET YOU ALL! And thank you for being so patient and awesome with some of the shenanigans.

#ouat nj #long mcfriggin post #I WANTED TO REMEMBER EVERYTHING!!! #and i still probably left stuff out

[ghostie-stories]

My Treat | Scarecrow X OC

YOOOO we’re back with another OC fic requested by @harukary5titan​ !!! I’m So happy to be writing these for you!! Hope you like it!!

Overview: Carina is admitted to Arkham, where she meets an old friend, Jonathan Crane. He’s not who she remembers him as, being in the same time zone where Jonathan, Jerome, and Jervis are working together. Jonathan has become the scarecrow, and still remembers Carina, along with the feelings he has for her. BUT as you’ve seen in the first OC fic, Carina attracts men, and that includes Jerome. Let’s just say Jonny’s not happy. 

Warnings: Swearing, blood

Pairing: Scarecrow x OC

(this gif is so cute omg he’s like (⊙▿⊙))

     Night fell over Arkham asylum, and Carina spent her first day in her cell, reading and trying to find a way out. She was convicted on the account of theft and murder, killing a shop owner and staff after locking her in their store, trying to keep her from escaping before police arrived. She was unsure how she was caught by the shop owner, but they made the mistake of not letting her leave. She was like a caged animal, attacking anyone who came near her, slitting throats and stabbing them like they were fresh meat. When the police found her, she was slumped against the front door, exhausted but uninjured. The scene around her was nothing less than something straight from a horror film. Blood and gore coated the walls and linoleum floor beneath her, reflecting the flickering lights and police figures within it. The smell of blood was strong in the air. 

     Carina had been on the run from the police for about a year, her father being a suspect for helping crime lords, she defended him and helped him escape, earning her place on the wanted list. It was only a matter of time before she was caught, and a simple mistake cost her her freedom indefinitely. The city of Gotham didn’t even grant her an option to go to prison, they saw her potential to be dangerous and sent her to Arkham, without a chance to injure another person.

     So here she was, already bored out of her mind, without her weapons or alias, she was just inmate E-246. Not Carina, or Taygra, or even Ms. Casoli, Just another number among various other numbers. She was forced to listen to the screams and cries and moans of her fellow inmates. Before long, Carina had fallen asleep, already used to the haunting sounds of the building around her, not ready to start a new day of many in this hellhole. 

     Sunlight streamed through the barred windows of her cell, the only upside of being here was her view. Her room was on the top floor, overlooking the beautiful forest around the building. Stretching, Carina stands and finds her way up to the window, the warm sunlight casting over the trees as a couple of birds flew overhead. Clouds were rolling in from the direction of down town, covering the area in an odd greenish gray hue. A harsh knock comes from the metal cell door, snapping her out of her daydream. 

     “Inmate E-246, Time for breakfast. Turn towards the wall, put your hands behind your back, and spread your legs.” The voice calls from past the door. Carina does as he says. leaning her head against the wall with a frown. The sound of the door unlocking and opening fills the room, and the man walks up behind her, putting her in cuffs and patting her down. If he tries anything I’m breaking his nose. Carina thinks, but the man grabs the chains of her cuffs and drags her off. Glancing at the man behind her, he’s strong, like muscles on muscles strong. Damn, no way I can break away from this dude. She sighs as the man unlocks her chains before being shoved into a room full of inmates. The man behind her swiftly locks the door behind her, and Carina finds her way into the line of inmates waiting on food.

     The inmates around her are too jumpy and excitable, putting her on edge, ready to pounce at the slightest touch. Behave, Carina. The nicer you act, the sooner you get out of here. She thinks before grabbing a plate of disgusting looking food. She turns, looking for the most empty table, and spots on on the far end of the cafeteria. From what she could see, there was only two men sitting there, a pale ginger, and a man in what looked like a paper top hat. As she approached she saw the man with the top hat was wearing a muzzle, and was unable to speak. He was nodding excitedly and was somehow communicating to the ginger boy in front of him. Carina took a seat at the end of the table, ignoring the two as they stared.

     “Hey. Hey! Sweetheart!” The ginger calls to her and Carina looks. “Come over here!” Carina hesitates before sliding down the bench and stops next to the man in the hat. “Hiya gorgeous, I’m Jerome.” He says with a smile. “And this is Jervis.” He waves towards the man in the hat and she turns to him with a smile. The man waves excitedly and his eyes squint a bit, showing he was smiling under the muzzle. 

“Carina.” She says, smiling at the two. Jerome rests his head on his hand, looking at her dreamily before opening his mouth to speak. 

     “Say,” Jerome says and she reverts her attention back to him. “You wanna get out of here.” His voice lowers to a whisper, and the man next to you lets out a small grunt. He’s nodding excitedly like before. Carina is about to speak before the cafeteria door opens and a grunt is heard as a man is thrown in. Carina turns and notices the man is wearing a scarecrow mask, and its like she was sent into a flashback. She was back in high school, protecting a young boy, Jonathan Crane, from bullies wearing scarecrow masks. No way... it can’t be...

     “Touch me like that again, and I’ll show you what true fear is.” The man says to the guard, standing and glaring at him through the dark mask. His posture was strong and tall, nothing like the Jonathan she knew. 

     “Yeah, Yeah, Crane. You know, the more you say that, the less I believe you.”  The guard says, locking the door. So it is Jonathan. Carina imagines, still in complete shock. She watched him turn to the line, looking at the food before scoffing and turning towards her table. His view of her was blocked by inmates. He found his way to the table, not fully noticing her until he was standing at the opposite side of the table. She was ignoring the calls of Jerome, trying to get her attention. Carina and Jonathan lock eyes for the first time in years, all of the past love for her flooding back into Jonathan’s mind.

     “Jonathan?” Carina asked, still dumbfounded, not believing the man before her was the shy and anxious boy she once knew. He nods, unable to speak, and all of Carina’s doubts were confirmed. He was indeed her good friend, missing for so long, now someone completely different. Carina could not deny, she liked the change.

     “Carina... It’s been quite a while.” He says, sitting down across from her, not looking at the other two next to her. The both of them were confused, looking from Carina to Jonathan, Jonathan to Carina.

     “So uhhh, you know her Jonny?” Jerome asks, and Jonathan nods. “Damn... good on you man. She’s hot.” He’s says and he looks at Carina, winking at her. Jonathan whips his head around to look at him, glaring. He could tell Jerome was trying to get to you before he could, and he didn’t like the competition. “So, Carina, What do you say? Wanna escape with us, we can grab a bite when we get out.” Carina looks at Jerome with a kind smile, unaware he was asking her out. Jonathan was fuming now, in disbelief Jerome was doing this with him sitting right there, obviously in love with her. Without thinking and without fear, Jonathan leaned across the table, connecting his lips with hers, confessing his love through his actions rather than his words. Carina sat there, eyes wide and blushing. The burlap on the mask scratching at her face. Before she could even close her eye, Jonathan pulled away. 

     “Or... You could have dinner with me. My treat.” Jonathan says, looking at her lovingly through his mask. Carina was still blushing as she nods, Jerome groaning beside her.

     “Unfaiiiiiirrrrr. I can’t do that from over here.” Jerome says and slumps in his chair. A muffled laugh comes from beside her and she smiles as the guards enter to drag you back to your cells. Before the guard grabs her, Jonathan leans over the table.

     “Tonight, we get out of here.” He says to her, whispering in her ear. Just as she’s dragged off, she turns her head, kissing him on the cheek. She turns voluntarily walking herself out before shouting over her shoulder.

     “Zach’s Diner, 8:00! Don’t be late!” 

THIS WAS CUTE OMG. The two are FINALLY together! Now you know how they came to be BF and GF!!!! I love these two babes! Also @harukary5titan you know I had to add my boy Jervis just for fun lol. I love him sm 

#jerome #Jerome valeska #Jerome x reader #Jerome imagine #Scarecrow #scarecrow x reader #OC #jonathan crane x reader #Jonathan Crane #gotham #gotham preferences #gotham reactions #gotham fox #gotham x reader #batman

[yuzusorbet]

Olympic Victory Parade Day, Sendai, 22 April 2018  

(my personal account) (photos are mine, please do not repost nor use for other purposes)

Scheduled time of parade: 1.15pm to 2.10pm.

7am.... wearing my parade t-shirt and wristbands, I left my hotel and walked a short distance to the road where the parade would take place (Higashi-nibancho-dori 東二番町通り).   People were already sitting in the ‘1st row’ of the roadside.   I met my friend Ella and we decided on a comfortable spot where we could wait for the next 6 hours (omg) and we spread out our picnic mat.  

We decided on this area because it was right opposite her hotel (Mitsui Garden) and it was in the middle of the 1.1km route.  Ella’s friends would be joining us later because they were lining up to buy parade wristbands.  Ella and I bought ours the day before as we arrived in Sendai earlier.  (The wristbands were sold on these two days only, 21 and 22 April.  Only 10,000 sets and limited to 2 sets per person.)  

While I waited at our picnic mat to ‘reserve’ our spot, Ella went on a hunt to buy various local newspapers because Yuzu’s face was on all of them.  Information about the parade was front page news, of course. :) 

It was nice and cool in the early morning but soon it was hot.  And it got hotter and hotter..... Umbrellas, hats, sunshades and sunblock came out of our bags. Later we saw news that it was the hottest day ever recorded for April in Sendai (29.9°C).  I told Ella, “Cos Yuzu is sunshine.”  She responded, “Cos Yuzu is the sun.”  Right! :D

Even though it was very hot, everyone was just so happy and excited to be there.  The event was very well-organised.  Policemen and volunteers were everywhere to tell people where they can sit and where they can’t.  There was always a path kept free for people to walk along the whole stretch of road.  The parade planning committee had also asked convenience stores around the area to let people use their toilets, so that was not a problem. For us, we used the nice toilets in Mitsui Garden Hotel as Ella and two other friends were staying there. This photo was taken by me from the 7th floor hotel lobby at about 9.30am.

At about 8 plus, a TV station crew came looking for people to interview.  There were 4 young guys who stood out from the crowd.  They said they were very inspired by Yuzu and he gave them courage and motivation for their exams.  As a result, all of them got into Tohoku University (one of the top universities in Japan).  Wow!!!!  They came for the parade because they wanted to say thank you to Yuzu.  They had started waiting by the roadside since 3AM !!!  I was so touched to hear that.....  (pic below is when the crew came back to do the live news report)

These 2 ladies were holding a banner with the Japanese words “shiawase desu” (meaning ‘we are happy’) and they said it’s because Yuzu is always thinking about skating to give happiness to others.  They want to tell him how happy they all are because of him.  Yes!  I want to tell him that too!  

After hearing their stories, the TV announcer said he would be back in 20 minutes to do the interview on live TV news!  Because we were sitting near them, the lady on the left (of pic above) told me to get ready cos we may be on national TV!   (Ella quickly ran to the nearest convenience store to get a disposable face mask cos she was so shy, haha.....)  Much thanks to a friend who uploaded Japanese TV news that day, we saw the programme that they appeared in: at 2.30 of this VIDEO.  So happy to see it!

Later on, I chatted with the lady.  Told her I really loved her banner and message and she told me how she carefully made it herself.  The two of them were so nice and friendly.   Much thanks to them for posing for my photo! 

After the TV news excitement, Ella’s friends joined us.  They managed to get their parade wristbands (they started lining up at 5am!  Sales started at 8am. The previous day, Ella and I lined up from about 7am and sales started at 10am).  Here are their Pooh bears happily showing off the precious bands. Behind them is one copy of the morning papers.  Ci

Time passed quickly as we occupied ourselves with snacks, chitchat and more photos and selfies.  I love my parade t-shirt.  Bought both colours, wore the purple one on parade day and the blue one the next day.  The S size fits me well and they are so comfortable. 

We also took turns to walk around to see other parts of the parade route and soak in the atmosphere.  At about 10.30, some volunteers (in light blue jackets) gave out Japanese flags.  On the flag handles were the words “Hanyu Yuzuru senshu 2nd straight victory congratulations parade”.  (’senshu’ = athlete)

All of us got a flag each.... so happy!  Now, when Yuzu approaches, shall I wave my flag or hold up my blue CiONTU towel as a banner or just hold my phone steady to take photos???  hmmm........

At 11.30, the sidewalks were packed but there was always a part left free for for people to walk. (see pic below).  The girl in the blue jacket was one of the many volunteers for the day.  

At 12.30pm, the roads were closed to traffic.  It’s finally almost time!!  We all started to stand up to get ready for the parade.  Our group was right behind the barricades.  It was good that we came early to get this “front row” spot. :) 

Pic below: friend sticking flag into hat so that hands are free to hold camera. xD  Blue parade wristband on arm.  Most of us wore both the blue and the purple wristbands, one on each wrist, haha. 

After the traffic closure, there were some mass movements to be made.  The crowd on the opposite side of the road was brought forward to the central divider because the parade bus would only be travelling down one side of the road.   So people could cover the road on the other side.  It was done really neatly even though the crowd was so huge..... I really love the Japanese for being so orderly.  One man with a loudhailer went down the road telling people what to do. Essentially, it’s to hold hands and move forward slowly a certain number of steps on his count.  And this was done section by section all the way down that 1.1km route.   So now the people on opposite side of the road were much closer to us!  (pic below)  Our side was also moved forward in the same way by 5 steps.  This also meant there was a lot more space for more people to join in and watch the parade.  

Another TV news crew came by, and then there were helicopters flying overhead.  It’s time!!!!

1.15pm, Yuzu is on the stage!!!  So handsome!!!  We watched the live stream of the opening ceremony on our handphones.  I shared my phone screen with 2 older Japanese ladies near me and they were very grateful. :) Then, finally, Yuzu was getting on the parade van!  Being in the middle of the route was good.  We didn’t have to wait long to see the start of the contingent approaching!

When the parade van approached our area, Yuzu was looking towards the other side.  We shouted loudly, “YUZU!!! YUZU!!!”  And he turned to our side and waved!!!  

[same pic cropped and enlarged:]

As he waved, he glanced down at our group at one point!  I was so happy that my mind went blank!  I should have shouted “omedetou!!!” (congrats) but I totally forgot!  I just stood there holding my Ciontu towel and looking up at his beautiful face.  Then he pointed at something in the crowd and laughed and said something (but we don’t know what)..... omg...... he was really too cute for words.  I recovered in time to snap a few more photos before the van became too far away.  Aww...... it was so awesome to see him so happy....... 

After the parade van passed our area, the crowd slowly dispersed.  We went to Ella’s hotel room to watch the rest of the parade on TV.   She made coffee for us and we also had some sparkling wine to celebrate.  Her friends thanked us for picking a good spot for the parade..... haha, we were really lucky!!!   

After the parade was the press conference and part of it was aired live on that TV channel.  As always, we marvelled at how well he answered the questions. When the programme ended, we all wrote postcards to ourselves to send back home, so that we would have one more souvenir of this fabulous day.  We used Yuzu-postcards that were specially made by one friend. These amazing fans have really great ideas!   Look how cute the cards are!

We went to the convenience store nearby to get stamps and dropped our cards into the post box outside the store.  While walking through a shopping street, we suddenly saw some people near us giving out newspapers.... it was a free paper with the parade photo and news!  Wow that was fast!  We quickly lined up and got a copy each.  How lucky we were to be passing by!

Being part of the crowd at the parade was a marvellous experience.  It was so wonderful to be among Yuzu’s people and to show him our love and support together.  Waiting at the roadside for more than 6 hours was fun, thanks to all the fans around me!  I would do it again in a heartbeat.  Thank you, Sendai!! Thank you, Yuzu-fans!!  And finally, the words that I wanted to shout from the bottom of my heart but was struck speechless (Yuzu’s fault)..... 

YUZU, おめでとう！！！そして ありがとう！！！(congrats and thank you!!!)

--I really enjoyed my Sendai holiday.  The local people were so warm and friendly and many of them thanked us for coming for the parade.  I plan to write soon about other parts of my trip.... like chatting with locals while queuing for wristbands and realising how pure and simple their love and support for Yuzu is;  going to Ice Rink Sendai and skating there;  being moved to tears at Sunao Noto-san’s photo exhibition;  eating delicious gyu-tan and zunda-mochi;  visiting places with Yuzu’s signature and simply enjoying the beauty of his hometown..... Update: [Part 2 of my holiday]  [Part 3]  [Part 4]

--Except for the parade route map which is from Japanese news, all photos are taken by me;  please do not use or repost without my permission.  Thank you. 

--For some numbers about the parade, see this post.

#olympic victory parade #sendai victory parade #Yuzuru Hanyu #victory parade #took so long to write cos I have so much to share and didn't know how to start #decided to just start with the most important day and main reason I was there

[peachyvhope]

Honey, Gold, & Gucci | kth

;pairing — taehyung x reader

;warnings — single dad x high school senior | first part smut-free

;summary — Honey-kissed skin, golden eyes, all adorned by Gucci. Maybe the fun part is just the thrill of him being older, getting to come back from a completely mundane day of classes and wrapping yourself in his arms, playing a pretend perfect family. But for sure, you knew you loved feeling him on you, in you, all over you.

;word count — 8,438

“Oh, look.” Your mother said as she looked through the window across the street. You didn’t bother following her gaze, instead keeping your eyes glued to your calculus textbook. Ever since you were a young child, your mother had a nasty habit of what you and your friends liked to call ‘neighbor-watching’ something of which she was completely unashamed. In fact, she had even gotten you into it at one point, but you had forced yourself to break the habit. You didn’t want to be that nosy teenager known throughout the neighborhood for watching Red Truck Man obsessively wax his, well, red truck. Or the old guy who you called ‘Green Dude’ before he moved out. He was always cutting his lawn, keeping the grass at precisely one inch exactly in height. The keyword here was cut; he didn’t mow his lawn like normal people. He cut the grass. With scissors.

Now, you just had a bad habit of procrastinating. You would push off studying or doing your homework until the morning, rather than the night before.

“No, seriously, (Y/N), look. Someone’s moving in.” Your mother insisted after you ignored her first call.

“Into Green Dude’s house?” You confirmed as you flipped to the next page in your textbook, determined to finish your work before school.

“You mean One-Inch?” Your mother corrected. “Yeah.” She called him One-Inch, which probably made more sense for his weird antics, but, in your defense, he did always wear this weird green bodysuit when he cut the grass.  Despite the fact that he moved out, he still owned the house. So he made sure to stop by bi-weekly to keep up the precision of his cherished grass.

For your mother’s sake, you looked up to see her still staring out the window, as nosey as ever. From where you sat, you could see the large moving truck in the driveway of the house across the street. Emerging from behind said moving truck was the outline of what looked like a guy. His face was partially masked by the black beanie and face mask he wore. To be frank, it was hard to gauge his appearance from this distance, even with your sharp vision. He was carrying a couple boxes that looked somewhat heavy. You wondered if he had someone to help him or if he was moving everything by himself.

“Oh, there’s a kid.” Looking towards the house, you saw a small toddler dressed in a tiger onesie waddle out of the of the front door and plop down on the perfect grass. You felt your lips curve into a smile as the small child stumbled about. Watching her stand up and totter another few steps before falling again, you gathered that she was likely just learning to walk.

“Cute,” you mumbled. Sparing one last glance at the fumbling child, you reverted your attention back to the calculus textbook before you. However, you realized that you had lost your motivation to try to absorb any more knowledge of the wretched subject.

“We should go over and introduce ourselves,” your mother suggested as she placed a plate of hot pancakes in front of you. Finally, breakfast was served. You smiled gratefully at your mother as you picked up the fork, setting your textbook aside and indulging in your breakfast. Okay, so maybe your mom just put them in the microwave and cut up some apples on the side, but it's the thought that counts.

“Alright, I’m going to work. I’ll see you later, okay?” Your mother picked up her blazer from the back of the chair to your right and tossed it over her shoulder. Crouching slightly in her six-inch stilettos, she pressed a chaste kiss to your cheek and waved goodbye before heading out the door. You gave a non committal hum, but did not look out of the kitchen window to bid her goodbye, far too immersed in finishing up your breakfast so you could head to school yourself.

When you were finished with your pancakes, you gently placed the dishes in the sink and grabbed a bottle of water for the road. Before your walked out of the house, you checked all of the windows and doors that your mother had left open.

Your mother was a bit of an airhead and somewhat dependant upon your father when it came to common sense things such as locking up the house. However, with your father out on his business trip, you found that three windows were left unlatched, and the back door was wide open, as well. Leave it to your mom to give a burglar easy access.

After you locked the front door of your home and stuffed your keys into your backpack, you glanced across the street to see if the little tiger girl was still outside. You noticed that instead of attempting to walk once more on unstable footing, she was lifted into the embrace of the man you had seen earlier moving boxes. While your neighborhood was nowhere near sketchy, you couldn't help but wonder why he would leave such a young child unattended.

The child in his arms wiggled around in his grasp, reaching for his hat with determination. When she finally succeeded and tugged at it, he helped her remove it. While she played with the hat, you finally got a better glimpse of the young man. His black face mask had migrated to his chin at this point giving you a better view.

“Maybe he's her older brother,” you pondered, seeing him smile warmly at the toddler. You assumed their mom was already inside unpacking the boxes you had seen him carrying earlier.

Deciding that it was time to quit being nosey, you curiously checked your phone for the time. You realized with a start that you had been watching the scene play out in front of you for far too long. If you didn't hurry, you were definitely going to be late for school. You quickly turned on your heel and started sprinting to school.  

You made it to your classroom with only a moment to spare. The tardy bell rang as you slid into your seat, gasping for air.  You would have thought gym class would have better prepared you for an occasion such as this.  It didn't. Your classmates nearest to you gave you strange looks as you tried to calm your breathing. Please, like they've never been that close to being late. Oh well, it didn't really bother you anyway. One day they, too, will know your pain.

A sudden vibration in your pocket startled you and tore you away from your thoughts. You glanced up at your teacher, making sure that he wasn't looking your way before you dared to check the message.  Once you were sure the coast was clear, you pulled your phone from your pocket stealthily and checked the unread text.

Kasper 👻 [Wed. Dec 18. 8:14 AM]

Why were you so late???

You looked towards the back row to find your friend starting back at you expectantly. You rolled your eyes and relayed the mornings events to her. Almost immediately, your phone vibrated again. Your attention turned back to your phone as you read her reply.

Kasper 👻 [Wed. Dec 18. 8:23 AM]

Omg you're such a weirdo lol who even does that?

Kasper 👻 [Wed. Dec 18. 8:24 AM]

Was he at least cute?? ;)

You smile slightly to yourself as you began to respond.

“Miss (Y/L/N)!” You felt your heart drop as you blood turned ice cold in your veins. You could feel the entire the eyes of the entire class fall upon you as you nervously glanced around. Quietly in the back of the room, you could have sworn you could hear some very familiar snickers. You feel your phone vibrate once again, but you wouldn't dare chance a look at it this time.

“Ah, Mister Wang…” You began, trying your hardest to come up with some kind of excuse that would stop the inevitable.

“No excuses. Place your phone in the box. Now. You can see me after school.” His tone ultimately left no room for argument, but still you thought you could push your luck.

“But--”

“It can wait. I said now. Or should I send you out?” You knew better than to carry on any further. His tone was getting increasingly more annoyed and you didn't want to find out what would happen when he was pushed too far. You groaned inwardly, standing up in defeat as you quietly stomped your way over to the box behind your teacher’s desk.

Mister Wang had a strict no-phone policy, but he rarely stuck to it. He was actually usually pretty chill with phone usage, so long as you still paid moderate attention in class and you weren't on the brink of failure. However, with Economics being your easiest class, it was practically impossible for you to be even close to failure.

You reluctantly dropped your phone into the empty box, making a face at how lonely it looked. You gathered that Mister Wang must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today. You silently began the walk of shame back to your seat, completely aware of all the eyes still glued to you in your moment of embarrassment.

“Next time, I hope you will pay more attention to my lectures.” Wang, well, lectured. You groaned inwardly at being called out once again before you nodded.

“Of course, sir.” You confirmed as you clasped your hands together obediently, before realizing why you’d been picked out in the first place. You were completely unprepared for class, you hadn’t even bothered to take your notebook out, and you weren't even paying the slightest bit of attention. You were just sitting there, staring blankly as Mister Wang droned on and on. That must have been what set him off, but who could really blame you? This was your easiest class,  after all.  However, you quickly admitted defeat and quietly pulled out a notebook to copy down the notes that were written on the board.

When your class was finally over, Kasper jumped up from her seat and scurried over to your side. You glance up at her and took in her new appearance, only mildly surprised. Instead of her usual brown hair, she stood before you with blonde hair with blue tips.

“You colored your hair,” you commented as you shoved your notebook into your bag, mood still a little sour from the earlier events of the class. You spared a glance inside your backpack and groaned. Where was your calculus homework? You could have sworn that you put it inside your bag this morning, you just couldn't remember where. You have to remember to clean out your bag at some point this week.

“Technically, I bleached my hair, and then I  dipped the tips,” she corrected. You rolled your eyes at your best friend and stood up.

“Whatever, same thing,” you muttered as you threw your backpack over your shoulder. “This is all your fault.” You reminded her as you glanced over your shoulder at Mister Wang, who remained behind his desk. You can tell that he feels your gaze but he does his best to avoid it. Asshole, you think to yourself. No. I don't really mean that. I really should have been paying more attention. You relent as you make your way out of the classroom.

“Looks like someone pissed in his cup of herbal tea this morning.” Kasper suggested as she followed you out of the classroom.

“I think you mean coffee?” You corrected, confused at why she would suggest herbal tea as a morning drink.

“Oh, he doesn't drink caffeine,” Kasper said, wrapping the pale blue ends of her hair around her finger and pulling the strands across the top of her lip to make a makeshift mustache. “Don’t ask me how I know.”

“Oh, I think I know.” You grimaced, not really wanting to consider why she knows that random tidbit.

“What do you think you know?” Kasper challenged, walking closely beside you as you walked to your next class; calculus for idiots. Except you seemed to be the only idiot in there. Before you could walk into the classroom, not that you really wanted to be there anyway, Kasper grabbed you by the arm, tugging you towards her. She kept a firm grip on your arm and looked at you expectantly, waiting on an answer.

“Kas,” you started, unsure of how to word this delicately. “you’re always falling for older guys. Don’t you think someone in our age group is better?” Kasper furrowed her brow as she waited for you to finish. “I know for a fact you went after class to Wang’s and asked for some help. Seriously? No one needs help in that class except that Justin Seagull kid, and that’s because he’s a few crayons short of a full box.” You finished your explanation, waiting timidly for your friends response.

“Wow,” Kasper crossed her arms across her chest and narrowed her eyes at you. “You’re my best friend. You're supposed to be supportive of me, not…” she waved her hand dismissively at you, “whatever this is.” She finished with a huff as you sigh and shake your head.

“No matter what happens, I will always support you. Don't ever doubt that.” You begin, your feelings mildly hurt that she thought differently, even for a moment. “So if older guys are just your type, I'll still support you.” You gently placed your hand on Kasper’s shoulder, squeezing gently to let your friend know that were, and always will be, there for her. “But maybe try dating some guys our age before you go after one of our teachers. Please.” You tack on, because, at the end of the day, the last thing that you want is for her to be hurt. You could only see a fling with an older man, a teacher at that, going terribly wrong.

“I promise.” You held your other pinky out, raising your eyebrow expectantly, and the corners of Kasper’s lips twitched upward into a smile. She hooked her pinky with yours as you grinned back at her. Arguments between the two of you never seemed to last long, but you really hated them nevertheless.

“I’ll be there for you, too.” Kasper agreed with a warm smile. “As soon as you find a guy of your own, that is.” She stuck her tongue out in a teasing notion, before turning on her heel.

“I'll have you know, I have no trouble getting a guy!” You call out defiantly as Kasper walked away from you and into the classroom. “It's just that no one here is really my type.” You explained, making sure to keep your voice down as you walked in. You certainly didn't want to draw any attention to yourself like you did during the last class. You followed Kasper to your usual seats, grateful that your calculus teacher let you pick your own seats. As soon as you took your seat, however, Mister Nam began his lesson, effectively ending your conversation and forcing you to take out your notebook and follow along.

When the school day was finally over, you met up with Kasper outside of your literature class. You hadn't seen her since your last shared class, which happened to be calculus. There she had made a fool of herself by actually falling asleep and banging her head on the desk when he arm slipped from under her chin. You snickered to yourself as you recalled the event, because, to be honest, it made you feel a little better about your own humiliation in economics. You took in her appearance as she met up with you, her hair was slightly disheveled and you could tell that she recently reapplied her bright red lipstick.

“Did you get your phone?” Kasper greeted, as she hoisted her backpack higher.

“About that…” You started as you began to play with the hem of your skirt, a sheepish grin mixing into your expression. “Come with me?”

“No.” Her answer was flat and simple, leaving no room for argument. But it couldn’t hurt to try, right?

“Please? Pretty please?” You practically pleaded with her. “I don’t get why you’re not jumping at the chance to see Wang, I thought you were crushing on the old man.” You were thoroughly confused at her refusal to join you.

“He is not old,” Kasper immediately came to his defense. “He’s just older,” Kasper corrected you as she crossed her arms across her chest, “Maybe you should find an older guy. You always act like you’re my mom or something. And by the way, I’m legal. You’re legal, too. It's not like it's a big deal!”

“Dating a teacher, however, is not legal.” You added, exasperated. You knew it didn't matter, though. She was never going to see it your way.

“What they don't know won't kill them,” Kasper gave you a petty smile. Before you could ask who they were and how she knew it wouldn't kill them, she changed the subject. “Anyway, I’ve got a hot date that I need to prepare for, so give Mister Wang my best wishes.”

“You have a hot date,” you asked incredulously as your best friend began to retreat.

“With my chemistry tutor. Yay me,” and you could hear the disdain in her voice. “Dude is a stone!” And with that she was gone, her bright hair disappearing around the corner. You breathed out a deep sigh; you had to go and enter the depths of hell. Alone.

As you approached the classroom, you stomach rolled in apprehension. You went to turn the handle to the door and froze. You could hear loud bangs and hints of Mister Wang cursing from inside. Either he was doing some heavy duty remodeling, or he was taking out some repressed anger on the old, metal filing cabinets. You stared at the door nervously, thoughts of turning back and heading home crossing your mind. Maybe I should just leave and get my phone another time. You thought to yourself uneasily. Ugh, who am I kidding? My entire life is practically on that phone. What would I do without it? You sighed heavily and pinched the bridge of your nose, while you sorted out this internal argument.

Fuck it. So what if he's having a bad day? Mister Wang told you that you could pick up your phone at the end of the day, and that's what you were going to do. With that final thought, you twisted the door knob with a false confidence and peered into the doorway to find Mister Wang shuffling through papers on the floor.

“Who is it?” He grunted, not even bother to look up. You said your name aloud and waited, but you got nothing. You looked around nervously and fiddled with your skirt in search of something to occupy your hands during this awkward silence.

“Your phone is on my desk,” he answered finally, only barely jerking his head upward towards his desk, and there you found the box where your phone had been tossed.

As you moved towards the large desk, you took notice of the state of the classroom. One of the filing cabinets had indeed fallen over, but that was about it. Some metal boxes were on the floor, which was also covered in piles of papers. Maybe he’d lost something?

“Thanks, Mister Wang. I’ll be leaving now.” You bowed slightly before scurrying out of the classroom. Mission accomplished.  You thought to yourself triumphantly once you were in the clear, and finally began your journey home. The school halls were already almost completely cleared, save for the people who had after school activities or were just dragging out the time it took for them to go home. You saw some people were chatting with their friends, and others were shuffling through their bag’s contents. You couldn't believe that in just a few short months, you would be relieved from your duty as a student. You subconsciously began to fiddle with the necklace that hung around your neck as you made your way home.

You kept a moderate pace as you walked home, though, after the day you had, you were just begging to be seated in the comfort of the couch in front of the television. Maybe I'll even take a nap. You thought gleefully. I always leave my homework till the last minute anyway. You reasoned with yourself. It wasn’t a very hard battle after all. Soon enough, your neighborhood came into view and you could practically feel yourself sinking into the soft material of the couch. You hummed aloud, maybe you’d make yourself some hot chocolate, too. The weather was certainly getting colder.

Movement out of the corner of your eye caught your attention. The little girl from earlier, still dressed snugly in her tiger onesie, waddled across the yard. You raised an eyebrow, confused. Are they still moving in? Even now? You pondered, wondering how they hadn't gotten everything into the house by now. You looked at the house and noticed that the door to the house was wide open. She must have wandered out on her own, you figured. You watched her plop down on her little tush and crawl a bit before deciding to chance standing up again. She started wandering towards the street and, from where you stood, it seemed that she was going to fall face first into the street. Before you even knew what was happening, you were running towards the toddler, arms out and ready to stop her.

“Oh no, be careful!” Before she could fall on the harsh asphalt, you scooped her up. You dusted the nonexistent dirt of her behind and held her close. “Where’s your mommy?” You asked, hoping she was old enough to know the answer. However, she said nothing. She just stared back at you with wide, warm hazel eyes and a confused expression.

“Oh, my gosh, you’re so cute,” you cooed, admiring the way a ring of gold hung inside her iris, adding another layer of depth to her already beautiful eyes. The little girl began to wiggle around in your arms, silently demanding freedom, so you set her down. “What’s your name, sweetie?” you tried again. After a moment of silence, she finally got around to yelping something that sounded an awful lot like... Kimchi? You blinked repeatedly, confused, and looked up at the large house with the front door still wide open.

“Come on, sweetie.” You said, taking the little girl’s chubby fist in your hand and walking to the front door. Not wanting to seem like an intruder, you rang the doorbell and waited. And waited. When there was no sound after a few moments, you were forced to resort to rapping your fist against the ajar heavy oak door.

“Coming!” The voice came from above. A deep, honey-soaked voice. Is that the guy from before? You wondered to yourself.  After a few moments, the man finally appeared. He wiped sweat from his forehead, exhaustion clear in his expression.

“Daddy!” the girl exclaimed upon seeing him, tearing her hand from your grasp and running—as fast as her little legs could carry her— to the guy you had seen earlier. No way, you thought in disbelief, this is his kid? She must be confused! There's no way he's old enough to be her father. Your jaw nearly dropped to the floor as you tries to wrap you mind around this fact.

“Oh, how’d you get out?” The man picked up his daughter with a smile and held her close, bouncing her up and down slightly. He swept his gaze over to you and looked you up and down. “Oh, hello?” You saw a hint of something flash in his eyes, but you couldn't quite put your finger on it.

You looked up at the guy. His eyes, you could see, were a light brown with the same golden ring in his iris. It wasn’t just his eyes that were pretty. His whole face was… pretty… handsome… whatever a normal person would call him. But the point was, this supposed father was extremely good-looking. “I...Um, she was outside. Alone.” You managed to stutter out, cheeks aflame.

“Uh…” The guy tilted his head in confusion, looking at you for more of an explanation.

“I, uh, live across the street.” You turned and pointed at your house to prove your point, but in reality, you wouldn’t really be able to prove it until you actually went inside. “I was on my way home from school,” You took in the way he glanced down at your uniform, “when I saw her running towards the street. I, uh…” You trailed off. You couldn’t tell if he was actually paying attention to you or not. His expression was so...blank, as if he either couldn’t understand you, or he just wasn’t listening to you. “Your door was wide open. Okay, sorry for bothering you, bye,” you rushed out in a single breath, ready to excuse yourself from this awkward situation. You turned around and started towards the front door, which was still wide open.

“Wait.”

You paused mid-step and slowly turned around.

“Thanks,” the man wiped the sweat dripping at his forehead again and gave you a small, somewhat boxy smile. “I guess I forgot to close the door when I moved the last box in. I left her to play inside.” He explained sheepishly, scratching the back of his head with the hand that wasn't holding the young child.

“I see… you should be more careful then.” You chastised. “Although, I guess my mom’s kinda like that, too. Really absent-minded, I mean. She left three windows and the backdoor open this morning!” Your eyes widened at what you just said. What if he was actually some creep who’d sneak into your house now?

“Chill. I don’t have enough time to actually come in and murder your family with an axe.” The guy started to chuckle, clearly amused by the whole situation. His daughter, on the other hand, just lay her head against his chest, while he steadily bounced her in his arms. She looked tranquil, her eyelids growing heavier and heavier with the notion of sleep consuming her.

“Well, that’s a relief, I suppose.” You felt the some of the tension in your body leave at the thought.

“Well, come on in,” He said as he motioned for you to follow him. “I'll just put her down for a nap real quick.” He went on as you followed him through the house. “I really am thankful for you. You practically saved her life!”

You seem a bit too calm for someone who's daughter narrowly avoided running out into the street, you thought, but ultimately you kept your thoughts to yourself as you followed him deeper into the house. Boxes were everywhere. To your left, to your right. They filled the entire house, it was no wonder it took him all day. You felt as if you were making your way through a mini maze with the way the boxes even lined the stairway.

Walking further into the house, you soon found yourself in a little kitchen-slash-living room situation. Here, some of the furniture was already organized and toys scattered the floor. You assumed this had been where he left her to play.

He came to a sudden stop in front of a small playpen, causing you to come to a stop as well, eyeing him curiously. He stayed like that before kneeling down next to the playpen and staring at it again, a puzzled look on his face.

“Um,” you took a single step closer. “Is everything okay?” You asked, not understanding what was going on.

He shook his head and looked up at you. “Oh, yeah. It’s just… could you help me out? I don’t want to wake her.” He motioned for you to come closer.

“Oh! Um, yeah, what do you want me to do?” You moved in, so you were in reaching distance of both father and daughter.

“Can you remove the mobile? It makes a lot of noise and I don’t want it to wake her. I’d appreciate it if you could just detach it and then I could put her down quietly.” You nodded and did as he asked of you, realizing just how loud it was as you popped it out. You placed it gently on the floor with an inevitable, but soft rattle, which caused the little one to stir a bit. He softly bounced and shushed her back to sleep, before gently placing her in the playpen. “Thanks,” he whispers as he stands up, brushing himself off.

At this point, you realized how much taller than you he was, standing so close to him for the first time. He was much taller than most guys you've met before, and it made you take a step back to marvel at his height.

“It was, uh, no problem.” You say, somewhat absentmindedly as you were still taken back by his height.

“What did you say your name was?” He suddenly took off in the opposite direction, and you didn’t know whether to stay put or follow him.

“Um, I didn’t?” Your statement came out like a question.

“I’m in the kitchen.” You took that as a summoning. Sure enough, he was digging through his fridge, and you could see boxes and bags of groceries on the counter.

You’d been inside Green Dude’s house once before, when you were in primary school. And although your memory wasn’t anything special, you could say with certainty that the inside had undergone some serious renovation. Instead of the slight dinginess it gave off years ago, you could describe the interior as homely, but stylish at the same time. You wondered if he had chosen the details himself or just hired a designer.

“So, your name?” He pushed as he suddenly placed a glass of what looked like iced tea on the kitchen island and motioned for you to sit on the stool in front of it. You thanked him and awkwardly scrambled to sit on the stool that was much higher than your own at home, before telling him your name. “Nice to meet you, (Y/N). Thank you for saving my daughter. Do you want anything to eat?” You shook your head, politely rejecting his offer.

“Nothing? I just bought this pastry when I went out shopping. Grapefruit tart; Mina really liked it.” He motioned towards the pastry in question, but you had something else on your mind.

“Mina?” You questioned, “Is that your daughters name?” The man before you nodded in confirmation as he continued poking around the kitchen. “And your name is?” You prodded, giving up on waiting for him to introduce himself.

“Wow, I'm a terrible host.” He chuckled as he stopped busying himself and turned to face you, “I can't believe I didn't introduce myself, I apologize. My name is Kim Taehyung, and I'm an, um, office worker. I just moved here from Daegu. I heard that the preschools around here were really good, so that influenced my decision as well.” The man, Taehyung, finished his explanation.

“Oh, that's cool,” you muttered. “If you don’t mind me asking… how old is Mina?”

“She’ll be eighteen months in a week, why?” Taehyung answered, eyeing you curiously.

“I don’t know if you know this, Mister Kim, but… most daycares only allow children two years or older.” You only knew this because during your previous year, you had been required to make a presentation on what you imagined your life would be like fifteen years from then. Yours, hopefully, included children.

“Oh…” His shoulders slumped and he looked defeated. It would've broken your heart, if it weren't for how adorable he looked. He almost looked like a sad puppy.

“B-but,” you stuttered out, “I’m sure the daycares here are great, too! I think my friend said her little brother went to a daycare and was able to go straight to a local preschool before his second birthday.” That was a complete lie, but the boxy smile that lit up his face was so much cuter than the pout he’d been sporting just moments before.

“Oh, really? Which one?” He pressed, eager to have another option.

“I, uh, don’t remember the name,” you said slowly, enunciating every word clearly. “But, I’ll, um, ask for it for you, Mister Kim.” Great, now you had extra homework. Find a good, local daycare for an adorable eighteen month old girl.

“Please, call me Taehyung.” Taehyung gave you a slight smile. “Mister Kim makes me feel so old. Besides, we’re neighbors; I have a feeling we’ll be seeing each other a lot more.”

“What do you mean?” You didn't realize that you liked where this was going.

“I mentioned I’m a office worker, right?” You nodded, unsure of what that had to do with this particular conversation. “That requires a lot of my time, and while the daycare is an option, when you are able to get me the name, I’m going to need a back up. A babysitter. How convenient is it that you live across the street?”

“But…” You looked around, not sure how to answer.

“Please? I’ll pay you anything you ask.” He all but pleaded.

“But sir…” You fidgeted nervously in your seat.

“Taehyung.” He insisted, looking at you with puppy dog eyes, breaking you down a small bit.

“Taehyung...,” you began carefully, “you barely know me. I could be a complete psychopath for all you know. And anyway, what about her mother?” Suddenly, Taehyung’s face fell and he sighed heavily. You immediately regretted asking him that. Stay-at-home fathers aren't exactly that common, so you really couldn't have known any better. Although, could he even be labeled as such? He did have a job, after all.

“She’s not here,” was all he was willing to offer.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you understood the underlying message. ‘Don't push it.’

“No, it’s okay. But do you mind thinking it over? I’d really appreciate the extra help.” He looked down at you once again with big, beautiful puppy dog eyes.

“I’ll mull over it,” you assured him, although you were still unsure about the subject. What kind of person asks a complete stranger to take care of their child? “It was nice meeting you, sir--er, Taehyung.” You said as you hopped down from the stool.

“You as well, and thanks again for today. Are you sure you don’t want any of the tart?” His eyes sparkled with some kind of hope, as if the grapefruit tart he’d mentioned would somehow coerce you into agreeing to the job. You sighed, feeling somewhat defeated. It was almost as if he knew he was slowly whittling away at your once firm resolve.

“I’ll take some.” You finally relented, in hopes of seeing his beautiful smile once again.

“Great!” He clasped his hands together in victory. You could see that there were some paper plates in the boxes of groceries on the counter, so when Taehyung reached for a plastic tupperware container in the opposite direction, you were mildly confused. You then realized that this meant that you would be forced to wash and bring the container back. Regardless, once he sliced the tart and packaged it for you, you bowed thankfully and took your leave.

While you made the short walk from Taehyung’s front door to your own, you couldn't help but marvel at the fact that he had a child. Then you remembered that his daughter was only eighteen months old, so you figured he might not be that much older than you were. Why do I even care? You wondered as you unlocked your front door and hurried inside. The house was still as clean as you had left it that morning, so you gathered that you were the first one home. You dropped your bag by the door and walked into the living room, plopping down on the couch with a huff and switching on the television. You didn't really care what was playing, you simply used it as background noise while you played on your phone.

That following Saturday morning, you were woken up at some ungodly hour by an incoming call from your mother. You groaned in annoyance, knowing she was probably just in her room, down the hall. Nevertheless you answered the phone, groggily pressing the device to your ear and sitting up in your bed.

“Hello?”

“(Y/N)! I’m on my way home with your father!” You winced as your mother's much too loud, much too eager for this early in the morning voice rang through your ears.

“Oh, he’s back today, huh?” After wiping the sleep from your eyes, you slightly opened your curtains to allow the warmth of natural light into your room.

“We will be home in a few hours; we need to stop by the store to find some stuff for dinner. In the meanwhile, can you bake a cake or something?”

“Sure, but why? Are we celebrating Dad’s return?”

“You could say that. Anyway, please get to it, and clean up, too.”

“Sure,” you mumbled again. You exchanged ‘goodbye’s and ‘I love you’s with your mother before you heard the call end with a click. You stood up and stretched, trying to shake off the sleepiness that still remained, and found the closest pair of pants on the floor to slip on.

After making yourself a cup of coffee, you started on the short list of chores your mother had given you. You started with your room, which looked like it had been hit by a tornado before you started. Then you moved on to the main floor, wiping down the windows and cleaning the dishes that had begun to pile up.

By the time you had started baking your father’s favorite cake, a decadent lemon raspberry cake, it was already half past one in the afternoon. Exactly how long was “a few hours”? As the time flew past, you focused on making the cake perfectly. The process was long and grueling, but it was also calming in a way, especially when it came to frosting and decorating the cake. Once you were done, you placed the dessert on a cake stand and covered it. You glance at the oven to check the time and, in a pale green, digital font, it read ‘4:58’. You thought about calling your parents to see where they were, but before you could even pull your phone out of your pocket, you heard the front door open, followed by a hushed conversation.

“Maybe we should have hurried?”

“What time did you tell him to come over?”

“I… don’t remember? Nothing too early; maybe 6:30?”

“That should be enough time. I could probably whip something up quickly.”

“Welcome back, Pops,” you interrupted your parents conversation to wrap your arms around your father in a hug, grinning widely as you felt you fathers hand pat the top of your head gently. He had only been gone for a little over a week, but with your mom’s cooking, the time you’d spent apart seemed to drag out much longer than usual.

“Hey, kiddo. Have you finished the cake?”

“Frosted and decorated,” you released your father and stood at attention to salute him. “Welcome back, sir.” Your father chuckled and flicked your nose.

“Thanks a lot, kiddo. I’m gonna go ahead and get dinner started. Why don’t you go get changed, alright?” Your father suggested as he shrugged off his jacket and made his way towards the kitchen.

“For what?” You asked, quizzically looking down at your simple jeans and tank top, unsure what was wrong with your attire.

“Have you even showered since you got up?” your mom teased, finally speaking up, as she

“Of course! I showered as soon as the house was clean. But why do I need to change? It’s a normal dinner, isn’t it? Or are we going all out for Dad’s welcome party?” Your mother seemed to melt at your confused expression.

“Didn't you tell her?” Your father asked, poking his head out from the kitchen.

“I could have sworn I did! Hm. It must have slipped my mind. I’ll tell her now!” Your mother explained as she dragged you up the stairs. “We invited Mister Kim and his daughter over for dinner this evening. We’re trying to be exceptional neighbors.”

“Uh huh...” you nod, folding your arms across your chest and looking at your mother suspiciously.

“What?” She questioned innocently.

“You're just doing this to be nosey, aren't you? You don't care about being neighborly.” You accused, knowing instantly when your mother feigns shock that you are correct.

“What? Absolutely not!” Her voice went up an octave, giving away the fact that she had been caught in a fib. I was born at night, you thought dryly to yourself, but it wasn't last night. You rolled your eyes and sighed in defeat.

“So, I'm guessing jeans are off-limits,” you asked, when you reached your bedroom. Your mother nodded as she took a seat on your bed and you walked over to your closet. You groaned as you slid open your closet door and tried to find something to wear. You really didn't feel like wearing a dress, but that seemed more tolerable than one of your stupid uniform skirts.

After a few minutes of sifting through your closet, you decided to go with a silky, floral patterned dress, that you had forgotten that you even owned, and a pair of strappy, nude wedge sandals. Stepping into the center of the room, you gave a slight spin and gained your mother's approval over your outfit before pulling your hair up into a sleek ponytail, at her request. I really can't wait for this night to end, you thought as you gathered some accessories, but I bet Mom will definitely get a kick out of him.

As you were finishing getting ready, you heard the doorbell ring. Your mother hopped off of your bed excitedly and nearly ran out of your room. How she could be so steady in those stilettos was beyond you and you struggled to keep up with her, not nearly as well acquainted with walking in heels as your mother was. When you reached the door you hid slightly behind her, even though the two of you were nearly the same height, and peered around her shoulder as she opened the door to reveal your new neighbor.

“Good evening.” Taehyung greeted, holding his daughter in one arm, and a gift in the other. Judging from the long and narrow bag, you could only guess that it was a bottle of wine.

“Oh, you’re here! Just on time!” Your mother’s greeted eagerly. Liar, you thought, you don't even remember what time they were supposed to be here. You shake your head slightly at the thought.

“I hope you don’t mind, Miss (Y/L/N). I brought a friend to join us.” Taehyung grinned as he shifted his daughter between arms.

“The more the merrier.” You stood on your toes to peer over Taehyung’s shoulder to see a pale, dark haired man who was slightly shorter than Taehyung was. He, too, had a gift for your mother in hand.

“Min Yoongi,” Kim Taehyung stepped aside and allowed his friend to introduce himself.  “Taehyung and I just came from work, so excuse my attire.”

“Oh, no, it’s fine! What line of work are you in?” Your mother had a million and one questions for the two gentlemen but you were more interested in the little girl. Today, she wore a striped dress with matching bloomers, and she managed to pull off one of her shoes, gnawing on it with a bright smile. Gosh, she really is so cute.

“Oh! I can't believe I forgot to introduce my daughter! How rude of me.” Your mother gasped and wrapped an arm around you, pulling you closer. “Taehyung, this is  (Y/N), she'll be graduating this summer, I can't believe it!” You smiled at your mother's introduction. That is, until she went on. “They grow up so fast, Taehyung. She'll be nineteen soon, much too soon. You might not feel like that now, but it really happens all too quickly.” Your eyes narrow at your mother in embarrassment as you feel your cheeks heat up. Every time you had company, she felt compelled to bring this up.

Your mother gave a nostalgic sigh before quickly pulling herself together and leading the group into the living room. “My husband will be done with dinner in a moment, so I hope you don’t mind if we wait in here.” She explained as she motioned for everyone to take a seat.

Taehyung and his friend, Yoongi, nodded and smiled, making themselves comfortable on the sofa. Taehyung placed Mina on the floor and she stood using the coffee table for support. You sat down beside her, taking an interest in the young girl, once in a while tapping her little hand and showing her funny faces.

After getting close to little Mina, she took a seat in your lap and you allowed her to play with your hair. Sometimes she would tug it, but it wouldn't hurt too much. When she got bored of your hair, she began to hold onto your fingers. You looked up and figured you should try to pay attention to the conversation.

“Daycare? Oh, I know the perfect one! It's the one I used to send (Y/N) to when she was a little girl! It’s great, been up and running for a few decades now. Now, what was it called?” Your mother furrowed her eyebrows as she thought deeply. You were slightly startled when she suddenly looked at you and asked, “What was it called?”

“Mother, I don’t even remember what you made for dinner last night...” You muttered as you glanced down at Mina to see her comfortably sitting in your lap, except now, it seemed like her goal was to eat your fingers. You tugged your hands away from her slightly, still allowing her to fidget with your fingers.

“Over the Rainbow!” Your mother exclaims as she remembers the name. “That’s what it’s called! It’s about ten minutes from here? (Y/N) passes it every time she walks to school.” You looked at her curiously. I do? You wondered, I guess I don't really pay that much attention to my surroundings.

“Thank you so much, that will definitely come in handy!” Taehyung bowed his head slightly, grateful for your mother's suggestion.

“Why don’t you ask (Y/N) to take care of her, too? I’m sure you’re extremely busy, and keeping her at a daycare all day could get very expensive.” God dammit, Mother.

“Well, I actually did ask her before, but maybe you could convince her?” Taehyung flashed his pathetic puppy dog eyes at you before quickly redirecting his gaze to your mother.

“Oh, so you two have met before. Why didn’t I realize?” Your mother curiously glanced between the two of you, wondering how she hadn't know this.

“It was a few days ago, when I first moved in,” Taehyung cut his eyes to you and gave a boxy smile.

“Dinner is served,” your father entered the living room with a air of elegance. He wore an apron that was slightly dirty from all of his hard work in the kitchen.

“Excellent!” Your mother exclaimed with excitement. The guests stood and your mother led the way into the dining area, but one person stayed behind. Taehyung pulled at the legs of his slacks and crouched down beside you, opening his arms for his daughter. You dusted yourself off and before you could stand, a hand came into view.

“Need a hand?”

You realized there were only two options, and it almost felt like a dating simulator. Reject his offer—which kinda played in your head as slapping his hand away, but that was a bit extreme—and seem like a real bee with an itch, stripes and all, or accept his offer. Yellow was not your color. You gingerly placed your palm in his and tried to hide the fact that your body temperature was rising. What was it about him? Yeah, he was handsome. Like model-worthy. But why did just touching him make you want to blush?

You watch for a few moments with mild amusement at Taehyung tries to search through his diaper bag single-handedly before offering to hold Mina while he continued his search. You propped Mina on your hip and waited patiently. Once Taehyung found what he was looking for, a bottle that appeared to be filled with chocolate milk, you finally made your way into the dining room with Taehyung close behind you. You took your usual seat across from your mother and shifted Mina on your lap so that you could still eat comfortably.

“Are you okay with her sitting in your lap?” You looked to your left to find Taehyung looking at you curiously as he hands Mina her bottle. You subconsciously hold the small girl a little closer.

“Yeah, I'm okay with it.”

Dinner went on rather quietly. Every so often your father or mother would bring up random events, but you didn't really have much to contribute to the conversation so you remained quiet as you continued eating, bouncing your leg every so often when Mina would begin to wiggle around. What you really wanted to, but knew you couldn't, do was to retreat to your room and finish watching one of your shows, but that was off the table for the time being. You were in the middle of zoning out and finishing up the last of your meal when question caught your attention.

“...don’t you think?” Yep, the question was definitely directed at you.

You blinked repeatedly, stunned. “I’m sorry, what?”

“It’s a good deal, isn’t it?” Your mother and Taehyung beamed at you. You were so lost in your own thoughts that you hadn't been paying the slightest bit of attention to the conversation happening around you. You didn't want to chance asking them to repeat themselves and embarrassing yourself further, so you did what any normal person would do.

You nodded.

“Great! We hope that settles everything. Now, let’s eat cake.”

“Ooh, yes.”

a/n: hey all! i actually meant for this to be a christmas update... then a tae birthday update... but let’s just consider it all of the above and a new years update? haha <3 please enjoy. smut in the chapter to come.

SPECIAL THANKS TO BOTH MY EDITORS <3 [septiceyesky & sneheee]

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10 BEST Last Minute Gift Ideas when You’re in a Pinch

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We know it’s not a wrap yet for all you pro-gift-stinators Yes, we’re talking to all you shoppers looking for last minute ideas. By now you’re likely in full elf-mode. With Santa about to head out, we thought we’d make life easier for you… These gift ideas are super fun and are sure to spark some joy for those hard to shop for peeps on your list! Yeah. We got you.

Psssttt… feeling a little stressed out? Squeeze in this soothing yoga flow or read up on these tips to help holiday anxiety. We know it can be A LOT. You got this girl!

Fitness Bundles

Girl, have you seen our new LSF haul? We’re doing a lot of the heavy lifting for you with our new array of LSF products that allow you to create a perfectly curated gift for all the fitness fanatic friends on your list! It’s super easy to mix and match LSF fitness gear and apparel items from the LSF collection. We have a ton of awesome and affordable gift ideas to help them get their swag on while getting it done at their next sweat sesh: Match up our new double-sided yoga mat extraordinaire with an LSF tank and resistance tube bands. Pair our iconic Dad Hat with sculpting sliders! Or how about the Self Love Club Stacked Tee bundled with booty bands? And you gotta throw in our LSF water bottle to make sure they stay hydrated! You’ll have them toning, sculpting and strengthening in style! (Don’t forget to order by 12/18 for standard and 12/21 for 2-day overnight shipping to get them in time for Christmas!)

Silky Gifts for Bedtime Babes

We all have a few extra special friends in our crew who we like to splurge on a bit to thank them for the amazing babes they are. Why not pamper them with the gift of silk pajamas? Feminine, soft and oh so chic, this jammy set is spun from high quality 100% Mulberry silk featuring long sleeves, a button-up top and drawstring waist bottoms. This classic set will glide right onto their skin and make them feel so luxurious, they’ll stay in lounge-mode well past Christmas.  If she’s really been a baller BFF, maybe even pair them with a silk pillowcase to help her out with the morning bed head sitch.

Bed Head Curlipops Curling Wand

Speaking of bed head, we love this tourmaline ceramic hair wand for your friends who like it hot. The one-inch barrel cranks up to 400% for luscious loose curls that stay  bouncy and fabulous all day. The six-foot tangle-free cord makes styling super hassle-free, and it even comes with a heat-protective glove. Get ready for more gift ideas (p.s. the next one is probably our fave…)

LSF 2021 #Goals Planner

Okay so, we know 2020 was a little, well, eh. We’re totally committed to making 2021 the best year yet, but that takes a little planning! The 2021 #Goals Planner really is perfect for any babe in your life. There’s something for everyone! Of course you’ll find weekly calendars like in a normal planner, but we’ve also added a ton of monthly goals planning so you can start each new month feeling strong and ready to crush it! And that’s not all – the planner has TONS of resources like workouts, recipes, grocery lists and nutrition tips, horoscopes, stickers and so much more! It’s literally the planner for EVERYTHING. Couldn’t be a better gift tbh. Shop the 2021 #Goals Planner and check the gift shopping done!

Decorative Face Mask

Let’s face it; in addition to providing safety, masks have become a fashion thing. We love these masks. They come in packs of three beautiful prints and feature three layers of protection  — two layers of high quality 100% cotton, and an additional polypropylene layer (read: industrial strength germ catcher) to prevent those teeny tiny particles from getting through.  And with adjustable soft cotton ear loops, a fitted nose wire that helps prevent fogging with glasses, these masks are actually not annoying and really comfy. So show your friends you care and help them look on fleek while doing their part to slow the spread!

Apron & Matching Mitts and Dish Towels

Ah mademoiselle, how splendorous you look in the kitchen! These French-inspired aprons, oven mitts and dish towels feature simple-yet–beeeyootiful flower designs reminiscent of the idyllic French countryside. She’ll feel like she’s spending the holidays at her rustic vacation farmhouse (and look tres elegant and *francy* taking the prime rib out of the oven).

Fitvine wine

We’re no wino-cologists or anything, but vino that’s tasty and healthier?  We’re all in. These vegan adult bevs have less sugar, fewer sulfites, fewer calories, fewer carbs, and no flavor additives. Less is more, for reals. So **wine** not give this to those cleaner living peeps on your list who like to consume once in a while — and still crush it the next morning? Because we’re pretty sure these natural wines (in moderation) are also less likely to give you a hangover.

Portable table fire pit

This portable table fire pit is so, well, fire, because it helps us instantly create a relaxing ambiance — like literally anywhere. Dining table? Check.  Bath? Check. Patio. That’s right. They will be able to transform any space into a tranquil environment with honest-to-goodness flickering flames. No fuss, no muss. Fueled by smokeless, odorless, rubbing alcohol, it’s temperature resistant and safe whenever and wherever you need to cozy up.

Tesalate Towels

On-trend and sand-repellent, these next-gen Aussie beach towels rock. They’re perfect for pool- or shore-loving friends on your list who want a compact towel to take with them on their next post-COVID vacay. They come in the most precious little drawstring sacks, making them easy to pack or store in your closet. With crazy absorbent super powers, these ultra lightweight towels also great to bring along to their next sweat sesh — sized perfectly (63 inches by 31 inches) to go over equipment. Made from cutting edge fabric technology, the towels will blow you away with an amazing variety of vibrant designs. From Bohemian, Bora Bora, zen and Cali-inspired patterns, and sooo many more eye-catching designs, we are seriously having a hard time choosing just one. And most importantly, sand doesn’t stick to them, or your booty. Order by Dec. 16 for delivery by Christmas.

Glow Bowls

OMG. This is gonna glow up your holiday gift list. We are huge fans of this glow bowl that lights up the loo. I mean, think about it: It’s 3 a.m. and you need to use the facilities.  As you stumble into the bathroom, you dread turning on the light — or even worse missing the bowl. The Glow Bowl, featuring 13 mesmerizing colors that brighten your bowl, transforms any toilet into a nightlight, helping you navigate those late night bathroom misadventures. It even has a deodorizer to keep the bathroom smelling fab. If you must — give it as a gag gift.  But trust us, they will be flush with gratitude when it eliminates all those messy late night misses (and messes).

We hope you absolutely love these unique gift ideas for the people in your life! Let us know if you have any faves. And make sure to check the date to see if you can get it in time for Christmas babe!

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