#i had to fight tooth and nail for that interview

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rory is a super realistic and real character and i feel like that's why a lot of people dislike her, but the most unrealistic part of her character was her college app progress. girl didn't realize she had to do extracurriculars and until basically right before she started applying, applied to only three schools that just so happened to be the best three schools in the country, and got into all three of them while paris who worked her ass off to get into harvard and honestly did more than rory in terms of extracurriculars got rejected????

i mean… this was before media, and prior to chilton rory had gone to a pretty small HS that was probably only pushing ECs like the french club or whatever. i think she knew she had to take electives and stuff, but i don’t think she realized quite the extent of what was required to get into a huge school like harvard. tbh i don’t really find that super unrealistic, but that’s just me. however i do think it would’ve been more realistic for her to find out in s1 from an academic advisor. also the reason paris didn’t get into harvard was explained—she overdid it in the interview and acted like a crazy person. did she deserve to get into the schools? absolutely. but do I kind of understand, based off the clip of the interview that was shown, why she didn’t? yeah.

#asks #anon #gilmore girls #idk why everyone always forgets about the interview… like… it was really bad #she blew it #and the whole point was so that rory and paris would end up at yale together so… i’m not bothered by that #also i love how this is phrased like only paris worked her ass off when rory did too??? #and she was a TRANSFER student. she had to fight tooth and nail to catch up in her first year at chilton #anyway. grrrr

[gasstationlady]

tom holland’s school of manifestation | a charles leclerc social media au

pairing: charles leclerc x supermodel!reader

charles has a big crush on world renowned supermodel, y/n l/n. who would’ve thought she’d return the feelings.

notes: very much travis kelce x taylor swift inspired. faceclaim is yasmin wijnaldum! btw i try to improve with each post (like how i write/pace the story) so if you have any suggestions, pls (veryvery kindly) tell me!! :))

disclaimer: SORRY FOR TYPOS. GOOGLE TRANSLATE (and from american high school lol) FRENCH. KYM ILLMAN MENTIONED LOL. none of the information in this social media au is factual. i do use old photos of charlotte and charles, and usually i don't like to include pictures of their ex or current gfs in these fics (only bc i want to keep it as imaginative as possible and i feel like adding them kinda gives you a reality check while reading LOL) so lmk your opinions on that!

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voguemagazine

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voguemagazine Since beginning modeling at the age of 14, Y/N L/N has cemented herself as the most influential supermodel of all time. As of 2023, she is now the world’s highest paid model surpassing Kendall Jenner who previously led the list. Throughout her career, she has made 39 appearances on international Vogue covers.

Tap the link in our bio to read the full profile. Photographed by @/leannafitz, Written by Phil Stevenson, Styled by @/sheri_simmons, Vogue, February 2023.

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user MOTHER IS MOTHERING

user omg as someone who has been a fan since she began in 2011, i’m so proud of her 😭

user she's the definition of perfection

user LOL ariana (charles), what are you doing here

↳ user his little crush on her is soo cute 😩

↳ user he’s just like us fr lmaoo

user her walk is legendary like it reminds me so much of naomi

user i was gonna say she’s the model of our generation but that’s wrong. she’s actually the top model of all time 😩😩😩

user i’m glad to see a non-nepo baby be on top of the list

↳ user no literally like no shade to bella, kendall, and them but y/n had to fight tooth and nail to be here

↳ user frrr bc most of the nepo baby models are great, don’t get me wrong. however, they were allowed to make mistakes during their career in order to improve. y/n was not privileged enough to have that. like ppl don’t understand the insane expectations that were placed on her ever since she entered the industry, but she exceeded those expectations every. single. time. and that’s why she deserves this title

user she’s so beautiful

user i would die for y/n

user nothing could describe the amount of affection i have for this woman omfg

charleslc_updates

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charleslc_updates Charles and Arthur talking about Y/N L/N (again lol) in a recent interview 👀

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user lmaoooooo relatable

user omg i'm new to f1 but i've always been a y/n stan i'm freaakkkinng out but wdym again??

↳ user lmaooo charles is always trying to bring up y/n

user the leclerc brothers 🥰🥰

user it was so cute to see the both of them in one video

user this man fr blushed AHAH cute

user i get it charles i too have the biggest crush on y/n

↳ user lol literally like get in line dude

↳ user back of the line bucko

user i've never seen a man so down bad for someone he's never met

user y/n what are you doing girl if you don't want him ILL DO IT

user @/yourusername

↳ user LMAO YESSS @/yourusername

ynupdates

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ynupdates Y/N opening the 2023 Chanel by Karl Lagerfeld show during Paris Fashion Week.

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user omg she absolutely killed it

user god does she need a dog? i can bark

user i love seeing her thrive

user quick charles this is your chance!!! she’s in paris 😭😭😭 @/charles_leclerc

↳ user lmaooooo not you tagging him but literally though

↳ user no srsly please mr. "i hope our paths cross soon" you don't understand i need this to happen

user yall saw that walk??? ugh y/n the woman that you are

user i don’t get the hype. all she does is walk.

user NAHHHH SHE ATEEE THAT

user i’m so happyyyy 🥺 y/n is so booked and busy she’s really out here doing multiple back to back shows for paris fashion week

↳ user same! it’s crazy that she gets to open and close multiple shows, especially ones like chanel!

user i love that so many people are going to these shows just to see y/n

user i could make this exact dress with my curtains

user if i ever meet her in real life i would die happily

yourusername

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yourusername rien de mieux que d'etre a la maison [no place like home]

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gigihadid sexy lady

↳ yourusername already missing you

user i keep forgetting she's part french

user you absolutely KILLED those shows

voguemagazine iconic ⭐️

alexademie 🔥🔥

user beautiful girl!!

user omggg charles liking this LOL

↳ user it's actually frustrating me that this man has no game like i'm rooting for you cmon

↳ user lmaooo literally though i'm just hoping he's pulling some strings behind the scenes

anokyai 😍😍😍

user la plus belle fille [the most beautiful girl] *liked by charles_leclerc

↳ user if this is him shooting his shot 😭😭

↳ user lol charles is down so bad he's even going through the comments

user am i just crazy but why are there two drinks in the second post? like is this supposed to be a very soft launch

↳ user it's probably gigi 😭😭 she did comment saying that they were hanging out with each other

↳ user but why not just take a pic of her tho

deuxmoi

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deuxmoi Y/N L/N & Charles Leclerc spotted hanging out with each other in Paris

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user NO WAY OMG

user i'm actually in disbelief how tf did charles get here

user i knew you could do it charles!!

user TURN IT UP IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE

user so are they dating???

user CHARLES FR WINNING RN AHAH

↳ user NO LITERALLYYY HES BEEN DREAMING ABOUT THIS FOR AGES

↳ user he manifested this 😭

user they look sooo good together

user why does he look so srs

↳ user give my man a break 😩

↳ user well it looks like he’s not your man anymore 😭😭

user omgg this is like a fairytale

user wait i'm kinda obsessed with this

user i’m so invested

kymillman

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kymillman Y/N AND CHARLES

Ferrari driver Charles Leclerc is joined at the track today by top supermodel, Y/N L/N. This is the first time Y/N is with him and she clearly shines in front of the camera.

Her debut at the grid has quickly become a popular topic as fans and drivers alike are intrigued by the presence of one of the most famous women in the world.

For A3 prints, hand-signed & numbered by a range of drivers/team principals head to kymillman.com #f1 #formula1 #signedprints #japanesegp #CharlesLeclerc #Y/NL/N

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user SHDJEJ IM ACTUALLY GOING FERAL

user mom and dad 😩

user so it’s official???

↳ user i mean this is the hardest launch they could have done other than posting 😭

user i’m a charles fan and even i’m surprised he got her to date him

user i’m rooting for them so much 🥺🥺

user she’s serving though

user i’m watching the race rn and they literally keep talking about y/n being there AHH

↳ user i always forget she’s kind of a big deal

user kym gets on my nerves but this picture is actual gold

user it's so obvious that this is a publicity stunt

↳ user nah but for who? bc i know damn well that neither charles nor y/n need it

↳ user obviously not for them but maybe it's to gather more attention for f1

↳ user girl i need u to listen to urself rn 😭 bc that makes no sense

user idk who charles is and idk what the hell f1 is but best believe i’m tuning in next race just to see y/n

↳ user literally me girl i can’t believe i’m watching cars drive in a circle rn

yn_updates

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yn_updates Some moments of Y/N being mentioned by drivers during the Formula 1 race

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user i swear it was like every minute i'd hear y/n's name

user the way that all the drivers are aware of charles's long time obsession with y/n LOL

↳ user i just know charles is the type to never shut up about her ahaha

user she's literally THE y/n l/n. i mean if viewers are sky rocketing just by her being there, imagine her impact if she had actively promoted it

↳ user she's so iconic

↳ user no bc i love y/n so much that i just forced myself to watch rich grown men vroom vroom in circles for almost 2 hrs just to catch a glimpse of her

user i'm in love with her life

user LMAOOO THE DRIVERS TEASING CHARLES

user lando's so funny 😭😭

user y/n and f1 stans are being FED today wow

user is it just me or am i kinda annoyed about how often they're bringing her up like my girl can't even support her bf in peace

↳ user yea i'm eating it up but also feeling bad for y/n at the same time. the attention is definitely a double edge sword.

user apparently she was with joris most of the time 🥺

user this is literally straight from a fairy tale i can't

user didn't they just meet like a week ago

↳ user as far as we know they were first spotted together about a month ago by that deuxmoi post. but assuming from y/n and charles's past relationships, i don't think they'd be this comfortable going public without being together for a while

↳ user yea this has definitely been going on longer than we think/have been seeing

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc J'ai toujours su que c'était toi. Joyeux anniversaire, mon amour ❤️ [I've always known it was you. Happy birthday, my love]

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yourusername merci, mon cœur ❤️ [thank you, my heart]

yourusername je suis raide dingue de toi [i'm madly in love with you]

↳ charles_leclerc l'amour de ma vie [the love of my life]

user are we interrupting something...

user i can’t believe it’s already been 6 months since they first went public

user throwing myself down the stairs as we speak

user they don't know it yet but we're actually a throuple

user happy birthday y/n!!!

user in love with their love 🥺

user lmfaoooo i just know charles is on cloud 9 this man literally sees y/n and is blind to everything else

↳ user he's sooo cute, he's like a love sick puppy

user i still think this is a pr relationship

user god i'd die for someone to look at me the way charles looks at y/n in that second pic

user this is my roman empire

user i'm so obsessed with them it's insane

user our generation's brad and angelina

↳ user don't say that wtf my parents are never separating

user pls don't ever breakup 😭😭

#f1 instagram au #f1 x reader #f1 social media au #f1 imagine #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc social media au #supermodel!reader #f1 smau #f1 fic #charles leclerc fic

[ayakashiz]

Alien Stage R6 Analysis

VERY LONG compilation of my interpretations, impressions and unanswered questions about Round 6 of Alien Stage. I just wanted to write this to put all my thoughts in one place so I can finally rest (in pieces). TW for mentions of suic*de/suic*dal ideation.

The most debated is no doubt the kiss/choking scene and Ivan’s motivation for doing so in the first place. 

I think from the very beginning, even before R3, Ivan was planning to go out with a bang. That’s the immediate impression I got from the comic where he mocks/criticizes Sua for planning to “selfishly” die for Mizi and feel good being the “heroine” rather than having to deal with the trauma of being the one left behind. 

(I'm too lazy to edit the whole translation as of now, but might do so when I have more time.)

Ivan tells her how he’s “relieved that he’s not the only who’s that twisted” = He’s comparing himself to Sua. He thinks they’re both ‘twisted’ for planning to do the same thing, but from Ivan’s perspective, he at least isn’t fooling himself into thinking his motives are altruistic. He tasted the feeling of being ‘abandoned’, and he knows he doesn’t want to experience it twice. 

He also probably thought that his death wouldn’t be as impactful on Till as Sua’s death on Mizi, and therefore his own selfishness is more justified in his mind. This most likely plays a role in how cold and biting his words are towards Sua –he’s jealous of that difference between them.

I hadn’t noticed this detail the first time I watched the video: Not only did Till look absolutely miserable and defeated from the get go, but he completely gave up and stopped singing at some point. If you look at the video, we can hear the audio that was supposed to be sung, but Till is quiet and still, and THIS is the moment Ivan chooses to act.

Although they do not show the votes at that particular moment, stopping mid song would have definitely taken a hit to Till’s score as it’s basically forfeiting –a huge contrast to his previous match where he didn’t even let his opponent utter a single line.

In response, Ivan doesn’t just walk towards him but throws his microphone to the ground, explicitly forfeiting as well in order to then pull a drastic move like it was foreshadowed in his interview.

The kiss itself imo was the less calculated/arguably unplanned part. He could have just choked Till from the start and it would have gotten him the same if not better results (since it was the act of violence against another contestant that ultimately lowered his score and got the counter to stop). 

That kiss was authentic and for himself entirely, both as a last desperate attempt at conveying his feelings and a selfish way of leaving a strong impression on Till that he wouldn’t be able to forget (a hypocritical move going back to how he criticized Sua). In that sense, I don’t think Ivan was seriously trying to take Till down with him –although that’s up to interpretation. As I see it, that would contradict his actions up until that point.

Till was VERY CLEARLY suic*dal (once again, he gave up singing), and after the initial shock of Ivan squeezing his neck, this fiery, rebellious man who is KNOWN to fight tooth and nail, simply closed his eyes and relaxed his body, waiting for Ivan to end him without fighting at all. 

The thing is, no matter how suic*dal one may be, the fighting response when being actually suffocated is automatic and completely involuntary. People mention there not being marks on Till’s neck but I think the most telling sign is him not going red, not squirming, not struggling or holding onto Ivan’s wrists (again, expected involuntary responses), his eyes not watering or having blurry vision while we see Ivan from his POV, not opening his mouth even a little to gasp for air and not coughing or gasping either when he was finally released.

Ivan definitely had him in a strong grip, might have even made him a bit lightheaded, but the reason why Till could look so relaxed in the first place is because he had given up and was waiting for Ivan to go ahead. If his closed eyes and limp posture were due to the choking itself, he would have fallen or stumbled when being let go, but we see that his eyes open as soon as he feels Ivan’s hands slipping away and he looks shocked instead.

So then what was Ivan’s motivation, if not to kill him? Yes, there’s the already discussed plan to get himself disqualified. But Ivan glances at the screen only a few seconds after he starts the choking, confirming that the voting had in fact stopped with Till having the higher score. He then goes for one last ‘goodbye’ kiss before continuing to choke him, holding his grip even as he starts getting shot.

We see a closeup of him, his eyes and hands trembling, looking more frustrated/emotional than in Till’s first POV where he looks rather stoic. It makes me think that the reason he refused to let go was simply because he wanted Till to look at him. 

They strongly imply throughout the whole video that being annoying or mean or violent was the only way Ivan learnt how to make Till focus his full attention on him, but now even as he’s threatening his life, even as he himself is dying, even after that kiss, Till wouldn’t look. 

It took him getting fatally wounded and realizing there was no turning back to reach a state of acceptance. His bittersweet expression here reminds me A LOT of his smile after Till runs back during the meteor scene, although this one seems a lot more tender. He seems to accept the fact that Till will never love him back, but Ivan cannot stop loving him anyways and he at least got to put his feelings out there. 

(The parallels here are driving me insane. The way there is light in his eyes in both instances as he looks at Till even while 'losing him' in a way. The struggle between wanting to posses him yet realizing his free spirit/strong will is part of what he loves about him. That last genuine gaze from a character who spent his whole life putting on a mask. Yes I am very normal about this.)

Until then, Ivan’s more tender/vulnerable side is only shown while Till is unconscious or looking away.

(That soft, loving nuzzle to Till's face has me in SHAMBLES.)

But ironically, it’s only when he releases him and shows him this vulnerability without a mask that Till really looks at him for the first time. I’d go as far as to say that it was this moment, and not the kiss, that finally made Till understand Ivan’s feelings. And in turn Ivan gets that little shot of euphoria as he falls to the ground.

Going back to the survivor’s guilt… I can only imagine it’ll go completely downhill for Till from now on. Not only does he already think Mizi might be dead and is angry at himself that he couldn’t save her (as seen in the shot where he punches his own picture), but now he has most likely realized that Ivan intentionally fumbled their match for his sake –which would lead to the realization that he was the reason why Ivan chose to run back to Anakt Garden after him in the first place, and that choice ultimately lead to his death. 

Even though we see them fighting a lot as children through the videos and comics, it’s also implied that they were always together and they shared some quiet moments –the “Mizi didn’t play with you, I played with you” art, all that art of the main 4 playing together, those bright smiles as they ran away together during the meteor shower scene and Till looking so guilty when he let go of his hand. 

There are a few cute doodles of them for those who are on Patreon, and some more lore in the Anakt Garden kit –so they were at the very least friends in their own way (as best as 2 very traumatized and abused children could), constantly fighting and making up. Which God… it shows that despite appearances Till must have actually had the patience of a saint when they were little lmao.

But what I’m trying to say is that despite what Ivan may have thought, his death will most definitely have an impact on Till and the narrative going forward, and I’m excited to find out how that reflects in the final round (if the resistance doesn’t manage to get back up in time to disrupt it). 

Despite how much I adored (and SUFFERED WITH) this round, I still have MANY questions that were left unanswered, both about Ivan and Till, and the lore in general, and I wonder if there’ll be time to answer them all, as I can imagine the next MV will be focused on Luka’s perspective, the only one we haven’t been presented with.

One of the most pressing questions being: What’s the relationship between Ivan and that alien dog? Did he tame it? It is implied that it was Ivan who somehow led Till and Mizi to it in the first place in that one scene, and if so I wonder what his motivation was? Normally jealousy would be the first thing to come to mind but Ivan wasn’t interested in Till until AFTER he saw him stand up to the beast to protect Mizi, so it couldn’t have been that. 

This is something that was also teased on Patreon and I was looking forward to the explanation on the MV, but it never came, and now Ivan is dead, so the next video will most likely not be too concerned with his backstory any longer. (Which, also, I was really curious about his life in the slums before being captured, auctioned and brought to Anakt, as that would have played a huge role in his twisted personality/dark tendencies –once again teased on Patreon very briefly, but not explained beyond that frame of him looking famished.)

The second is, how is Ivan able to open Till’s collar/muzzle so easily? This is a question I’ve been having since R3, but chalked it up to Ivan being sneaky and figuring out some kind of code to the cell door and that somehow automatically deactivating the locks on the restraints… or something. But with how many times he does it in R6 with just a touch it’s very clear that that isn’t the case and also imo they’re trying to point this out as a significant detail. 

It may turn out that I’m just looking too much into it, but I find it really curious and interesting. Not only is he the only child without a collar (Mizi and Sua still had them despite being just as well behaved as him), but he seems to be the only one able to take them off –or at least Till’s. I’m pretty sure the children wouldn’t normally be able to remove them by themselves as it seems to be a control mechanism. So how can Ivan? This might explain a lot about how they were able to escape, and also add a layer of tragedy knowing that Ivan could have chosen to escape by himself at any point, but refused to leave Till behind.

Last but not least there’s all the human experimentation Till was subjected to, which was the main topic of the teaser and we see the same images show up in the very beginning of the MV. They help emphasize Till’s suffering and distressed state of mind, but then they’re never expanded on or mentioned at all for the rest of the video. That’s a huge piece of lore that I also hope isn’t forgotten.

I mean, I really doubt it will. So far VIVINOS & co. have been incredible with their ability to hold back information and release it at the moment where it’s the most impactful, which is refreshing to see. So I trust we’ll get some answers eventually. 

Really curious to know why they would experiment on an ALNST contestant in the first place, especially one that is undoubtedly talented and described as a musical genius (aka. has good odds of doing well on stage and earning the segyein revenue). A very plausible theory might just be that he was just getting constantly drugged to make him less of a threat/more submissive –like we see on the karaoke room scene. But it might as well be something bigger.

As for my expectations for the next round… I’m still just trying to process this one, as you can see by the sheer amount of text. There are many things left to address, and the Hyuna/Luka confrontation has been strongly teased. I wonder also, if the round goes on without interruption, what would Luka’s strategy against Till be? Would he go for provocation again, trying to imitate Mizi/hint to his recent trauma with Ivan? It probably won’t be that simple.

I mean, VIVINOS has been known for subverting our expectations with each round:

The ominous/callous framing that was given to Ivan by the end of Black Sorrow and the art that followed, making us suspicious of his intentions, only to have him die for love. The lifeless/doll-like framing given to Luka, vulnerable and cornered by flashing lights, only to have him be the cruelest/most calculating one (that we know so far). The rebellious, rowdy, willing to do anything to survive framing given to Till, only to have his fighting spirit completely break and willingly waiting to die by Ivan’s hands. The naive, complacent and passive image given to Mizi, only to have her snap, beat the shit out of Luka and join the rebellion –and with how things are going (and her being the protagonist) I wouldn’t be surprised if she, and not Hyuna (the one who was framed as the most strong and reliable, giving us a false sense of security going into R6), is who will have to try and rescue Till (and Luka???).

There are still a ton of things that keep me awake at night about R6 –my favorite character dying aside. I could talk about it forever, but I’ll leave it here. 

Feel free to share your theories, delusions, interpretations or any detail I might have missed with me. God knows we need group therapy after this as the cute chibi keychains can only heal us so far. Thanks for reading my rambles if you made it this far. :’)

#alien stage #alnst #에이스테 #ivantill #vivinos #ivan alnst #till alnst #im GOING INSANE idk if you can tell... hahah #the only reason i didn't flood this with more videos and pictures is cause tumblr gave me a limit of 30 :')

[lattaeyongs]

sugar (jjh)

original gif

→ pairing: jaehyun x reader

→ word count: 4k

→ genre: ceo/single dad!jaehyun, secretary!reader, friends to lovers!au, fluff

→ summary: they say it’s lonely at the top, especially for jung jaehyun, owner and founder of jung industries. as a single dad who just wants to be the best father to his daughter, he realizes that his life is a little sweeter when you’re by his side.

→ warnings: none

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The aroma from the steam billowing out of your cup of coffee is enchanting as you rapidly type on your computer. Displayed on the screen is your boss’s schedule for the upcoming week, and if you had any way of describing it, it is nothing less than hectic, filled with meetings, brunches, charity fundraisers, and public interviews.

You almost jump in your seat when you see Jaehyun standing beside you, having left his office which is placed behind your desk.

Jung Jaehyun is your boss, the owner and chief executive officer of Jung Industries, but you also consider him a friend as well. Despite being at the top of the corporate food pyramid, he treats you like an equal and trusts you; when he left his former company Neo City Tech, where you were also his secretary, to start Jung Industries, he asked you if you would like to move with him, in which you happily agreed. Something told you he was going to be big someday. And looking at his schedule, at how nice his corner office looks, at the financial reports, and at what people say about him in their publications, your instinct was right. Moving your gaze away from your computer screen, you look up at him.

“How can I help you?” You ask. 

He holds up his phone. “Mrs. Kim called my cell. She can’t look after Yeona today due to personal reasons,” he says. Mrs. Kim, the babysitter. She is usually the image of reliability, which is what got her hired to herald Yeona from school and watch her until her father got home from work. Today was the first day she canceled since she was hired two years ago.

“Can you call another babysitter?” Your boss asks.

“Jaehyun,” you say looking at your watch. “Yeona’s school lets out in forty-five minutes. There’s no way I can arrange for any other babysitter to come now.” 

Surprise paints Jaehyun’s expression when he looks at his watch as well. “You’re right,” he says, sighing. He blows raspberries, running a hand through his hair. He shakes his head. “Then it seems that I’ll have to take care of Yeona tonight. I think you’ll have to cancel whatever else I have today.”

Your eyes widen. “But that meeting with Huang Shipping Co.!” You say. “The Huangs are notoriously busy, I had to fight tooth and nail to get this meeting,” you say drolly. 

“Then what do you suggest?” He asks. 

“Um,” you say, tapping your fingers against your desk. You’ve had many problems, especially problems that appear last minute in your line of work, but this was certainly out of your wheelhouse. But eventually, your eyes light up with an idea. 

“Why don’t I watch Yeona?” You ask. 

Jaehyun raises an eyebrow. “Are you sure?” He asks. “That’s not exactly a part of your job description.” 

“Well,” you shrug your shoulders. “My job description is to make your life easier. Watching Yeona today will give you peace of mind so that you’re focused,” you say. 

Jaehyun still looks a little wary of this idea. 

“Besides,” you continue. “What other choice do we have? If I start driving now then I can pick her up from school on time.”  

“Alright,” he says finally. 

“Your schedule for the rest of today and tomorrow is already printed out and is here,” you point to a collection of papers stacked on your desk. “Do you think you’ll need me for the rest of the day? My phone will be on.” You add at the end. 

“No. I think I can manage.” He says. “I think that’s because I have the best secretary in the world.” You smile at the flattery. Jaehyun inhales deeply. “But in all seriousness, thank you for doing this Y/N.” 

“I’m just doing my job.” You smile.

-

The last time you babysat was in high school. Considering your years of corporate experience along with attending college, that was a long time ago. And you used to babysit for the neighborhood kids who knew and respected you pretty well. You’ve never actually met Yeona before, only seeing a photo of her and Jaehyun together on his desk when you would hand him his schedules. You couldn’t believe it, but you were actually scared of meeting a six-year-old. Six-year-olds can either be one of two ways: adorable and cuddly or rowdy and not listening to anything you say. 

The one word you could use to describe Yeona’s school was grand. Of course Yeona would be going to a very nice private school given her father’s status as CEO of Jung Industries. She would be surrounded by others who are like her, whose parents have equally important jobs. The children of doctors, lawyers, judges, and all the like would be attending this school. 

Taking a deep breath, you enter the building. As your shoes meet the marbled floors, they make an echoing sound that makes you feel… sort of small. Your elementary school did not look like this. Heading to the main office of the school, you knock on the door, and a woman waves for you to come in. 

You show her your ID and a note from Jaehyun himself that would allow you to pick up his daughter from school today, and the administration seems satisfied enough with this. Since you recognize how Yeona looks from all the times you’ve been behind Jaehyun’s desk, you’re able to spot her in the waiting room, most likely waiting for Mrs. Kim. 

“Hi Yeona,” you say in a friendly tone, in your best voice suited for talking to a child.

The girl looks at you in question. “Who are you? Where’s Mrs. Kim?” She asks, her words strung together quickly. 

“I’m Y/N, and I work for your daddy. Mrs. Kim had to cancel today, so I’ll be babysitting you.” 

Yeona stares for a few moments at you, her grip on the handle of her lunch box tightening. The explanation seems to make sense to her after she processed it, so she smiles. 

“Okay. When we get home, can I show you my dolls?” 

“Absolutely,” you say, smiling. 

-

Your worries about what type of six-year-old you were going to deal with were unfounded; Yeona turned out to be the adorable and cuddly type. Once you got home together, she practically dragged you into the playroom that was filled with all sorts of dolls and toys. If you thought the school was grand, so was the Jungs’ residence. Your little apartment downtown could fit into this penthouse at least three times. 

After entertaining you with her dolls and toys, Yeona showed you her legos, and you put some together to make a lego castle. Eventually, she got hungry, so you grabbed something from the pantry, and you both watched her favorite TV shows together. Yeona would narrate what was going on, describing the characters in her own words, which ones were “good,” which ones were “mean.” You listened carefully, enjoying the ecstatic look on her face and asking further questions to keep her engaged. 

As the sun sank lower in the sky, so did Yeona’s energy, and she fell asleep on the couch around thirty minutes before Jaehyun came back home.

“Where’s Yeona,” he asks, briefcase in hand once he enters his home to meet you near the elevator. 

“Sleeping on the couch.” Leading him to the spot, Jaehyun bends down, hoisting his daughter up, and Yeona’s head finds its place in the crook of Jaehyun’s neck. 

“Daddy?” She asks drowsily. She brings her little arms to wrap around Jaehyun’s manly frame.

“Yeah?” Jaehyun responds in a soft voice. 

“Can you read me a bedtime story?” 

Jaehyun smiles, pressing a kiss on the crown of her head. 

“Of course I can. Let’s start off where we left off last night.” 

-

You come to work again the next day, and you already find a cup of coffee sitting on your desk. You smile. It was in one of those cups with a large plastic dome on the top, filled with whipped cream and chocked-full of sugar. 

You turn around and look into Jaehyun’s office surrounded by glass doors. He’s looking at you too, a ninety-watt grin starting to emerge on his face as you sip your drink. 

Walking in, you point at the drink. 

“Was this your doing?” You ask, your lips forming a small smile. 

“Maybe,” he says, shrugging his shoulders with mock nonchalance. You continue to stare at him, with your brow raised.

“Alright,” Jaehyun sighs. “So it was me.” He shrugs his shoulders, sighing. “I don’t understand why you like those coffees with skim milk when there’s sugar and whipped cream anyway.”

“Hey,” you say, cocking your head. “I’m able to have whipped cream and sugar because there’s skim milk.” You make sure to emphasize the ‘because.’

Jaehyun only snorts, but slowly, his expression becomes more serious. 

“I wanted to thank you for being with Yeona yesterday.” 

You chuckle. “Jaehyun, you’ve thanked me a million times. I told you that it’s my job to help you. Like right now, for instance,” You step closer, placing your hands on his tie, which was crooked. Yesterday was a long day for Jaehyun, so you aren’t so surprised that his tie looked off. He lifts his chin up as he lets you fix his tie. 

“Thanks,” he says, the light in his eye dancing.

Grinning, you put a hand to your hip. “We can’t have your tie looking bad when you have important clients to take care of today.” 

“You went above and beyond,” he says, “with Yeona I mean. And she really likes you. More than she likes dolls.” You both laugh. 

-

This year, Jung Industries wanted to start its first take-your-kid-to-work day. It’s considered a field trip for children, and the whole point would be to give the youth a glimpse of the workplace and its culture. The only requirements for a parent would be that their child or children had to be of school age (this wasn’t daycare) and they had to be well-behaved. 

As expected, the office today is swarming with children; those who are in elementary and middle school are adorned in little suits and dresses as they follow their parents around and listen with wide and star-struck eyes to what their parents do all day, from listening in on phone calls to watching their parents participate or conduct meetings. The teenagers, though, were in more casual clothes, most likely of the sentiment that this is a free day off of school. 

“Daddy, your job is so cool! You get to tell people what to do and they listen!” You hear a few footsteps away. Prying your eyes away from your desktop, you see Yeona, dressed in a striped frock as she stands with her father, looking at him with amazed eyes. 

Jaehyun leans down, getting on face level with her. Ever the doting dad he is, he smiles, putting a hand to her cheek.

“That’s only just the beginning. Being the boss has a lot of other jobs too.” Yeona only continues to stare, excitement in her eyes. 

“Sir?” You see two other guys stand by Jaehyun and Yeona. They both look young and seem nervous; from the looks of it, this is probably their first time dealing with the CEO himself. When Jaehyun turns his attention to them from where he’s kneeling, one of them clears his throat. 

“Sir, we need your urgent attention at marketing. Alone,” he adds. 

“Alright,” Jaehyun sighs. “Sweetie,” he turns his attention to Yeona. “Why don’t you go and see Y/N right now?” Yeona’s gaze shifts to you sitting at your desk, and she smiles, running to you. 

“Y/N!” She says. Jaehyun and the two other guys walk off into a hallway. 

“Hi Yeona,” you reply. 

“I miss you,” she pouts. “Are you going to come over to babysit again? I had a lot of fun with you when you last came.” 

You click your tongue. “It’s been pretty hectic at the office recently, so I haven’t been able to come. I’ll try to find time for you in the future.” She nods slowly. “How has your day been?” You continue.

“It’s been great!” She says with a big smile on her face. “Daddy took me to a meeting and he looked so cool talking to everyone!” Her excitement is contagious because now you feel a little happier just looking at her happiness. 

“I’m glad it’s going great,” you say. 

“I showed Daddy my report card yesterday, and he says that I’m going to be something big like him one day!” She chirps with joy. 

“I agree,” you say. “You’re growing up fast.” 

Yeona nods surely. “Yeah. I am. I’m almost seven.” She straightens her back when she says this, making herself seem as ‘grown-up’ as possible. 

“Wow,” you say with awe. “When are you gonna be seven?” 

“Two weeks,” she replies. “I’m a big girl,” she states proudly. “When I went shopping with Daddy for a new dress to wear today, I told him that polka-dots are babyish, so he got me stripes.” Yeona twirls around, showing off her new dress. 

“I think you look like a big girl,” you say. 

“Big girls drink coffee, don’t they?” She asks. Her eyes wander to your mug sitting at your table, a curious look on her face.

“They do,” you say smiling, knowing what she’s going to ask next. 

“Can I try it?” She asks. 

“I drank most of it. Let’s get you some fresh coffee,” you say, extending your hand so that you don’t lose her among the teenagers and adults grabbing a sip of coffee before heading back to work.

Yeona cheers, grabbing your hand. “I want it just like Daddy has it.” 

Following you out from your desk into the break room, you both stand in front of the coffee machine, where you turn it on, grabbing a disposable cup and watching the coffee drain from the machine into the cup. You only take a very small quantity; you don’t want Yeona to be wired for the rest of the day. Jaehyun only has his coffee black with a little sugar, so you mimic what you make for him, being sure that the concoction in the disposable cup is proportionate to what you usually make for Jaehyun.

“Make sure you blow on it more so you don’t burn your tongue.” Yeona nods, blowing on her coffee a few more times before taking a sip. She grimaces. 

“Yuck!” She whines. “That’s gross.” She puts the cup on the counter, sticking her tongue out with disgust. You go into the fridge where there is some water, and she drinks it willingly. 

“How does Daddy even drink that every morning?” She asks.

“As you get older, you’ll like the taste.” 

“I’ll never like it!” She exclaims.

You laugh. You probably shouldn’t hang around in the break room for too long since you still have a lot of work to complete today, so you grab Yeona a snack from a cupboard before migrating back to your desk. You grab another chair for Yeona and sit down by your desk while you type vigorously.

Munching on her food while silence hangs between both of you, Yeona looks at your computer screen curiously. 

“What do you do for my Daddy?” She asks. 

“Well,” you start off, “I arrange what he does for the week, answer phone calls for him, make reports, and organize meetings,” you say. 

“That sounds like a lot,” she says. 

“Yeah, it is,” you say. 

“Do you ever get to relax?” She asks. 

“Sometimes.” Silence ensues between the two of you. Yeona takes her index finger and places it on her chin thoughtfully. You watch from the corner of your eyes when you stop typing, picking up the phone on the desk. 

“Jung Jaehyun’s office, how may I help you.” As you grab the details of the caller and respond back (Forbes, who wants to interview Jaehyun as one of the youngest CEOs to be on the top 50), you notice a big smile appearing on Yeona’s face.

Putting down the phone, Yeona starts talking again. 

“You should come to my birthday party,” she says, thrilled. “There’s going to be cake and ice cream and ponies and princesses. Daddy is hosting it, and it’s going to be lots of fun.” The look on her face is bright as she waits for your response. 

Her excitement is childish and endearing, warming your heart. What else could you say?

“Of course I’ll come,” you respond, grinning. 

-

Despite Jaehyun’s multiple assurances that he wouldn’t fire you if you really didn’t want to come to his daughter’s birthday party or had some other weekend plans, you only brushed him off. He would probably need you around as emotional support anyway; a few hours of boisterous six to seven-year-old girls would probably take a toll on anyone.

So you come to the venue for Yeona’s birthday party, stepping out and locking your car. It’s a very large private park with lush green grass and beautiful flowers that felt like they could go on forever. As the timid rays of the sun kiss your skin, you can hear children shrieking in excitement as they go inside the bouncy house, jumping energetically. 

There’s a sunshade standing at a corner of the park and a table under it where there are presents stacked high, and you add your gift as well. Most of the girls attending Yeona’s birthday party are far richer than you can ever imagine being, so your gift, just a cute princess doll you found at the mall the other day, probably seems small compared to what everyone else brought for Yeona.

“You didn’t have to bring a gift. Trust me, Yeona already has enough toys,” a voice says from behind. In an instant you know it’s Jaehyun, so you turn around. He’s dressed casually, just in some jeans and a t-shirt, and he has a hand on his hips. 

“I know but,” you shrug your shoulders. “It feels strange coming to a party without a present.” You smile. 

“You’re finally here!” Yeona says. Dressed in a blue frock, she runs to you, wrapping her little arms around you for a hug. 

“Did you really think I was going to miss this?” Delightedly, Yeona pulls away, grabbing your arm and dragging you to where the other girls are playing in the bouncy house. 

“Everyone,” she says. Their attention turns to Yeona, the birthday girl. “This is Y/N. She’s really fun,” she says proudly.

-

Jaehyun really outdid himself with this party. There was ice cream, cake, carnival games, princesses… 

And ponies. 

When Jaehyun announced that the ponies were here, all the girls practically sprung from their seats like jack-in-the-boxes, running to the eight instructors handling the ponies. As soon as all the girls are settled down, either riding a pony or waiting for an instructor to assign one, you and Jaehyun stand together, watching. 

“Look, Daddy, I’m doing it!” Yeona yells from her horse as an instructor keeps pace with her. 

“Good job!” Jaehyun responds back loudly, a big grin on his face. 

“You seriously have the softest spot for Yeona,” you chuckle, crossing your arms as you look from the girls talking with excitement to Jaehyun. 

“I do.” He says in agreement. Jung Jaehyun, the man who is able to prioritize his family and work, the same man who wears the bracelet his daughter made in art class last year, the same man that asks you to schedule meetings and events around Yeona’s dance recitals. 

In your gaze is a bit of admiration…

Maybe even a bit of adoration. 

“Hey!” You and Jaehyun’s heads move in unity to identify the source of the voice. It’s one of the instructors jogging up to you. He smiles at you both before he starts speaking. 

“We have a couple of extra ponies here. Do any of you want to take a spin?” He asks. 

“I’m good,” you respond. “I prefer watching.” After noting your answer, the instructor looks at Jaehyun curiously. 

“Sure, why not?” He replies. You quirk an eyebrow at this response. 

“Good. I’ll set up the pony and bring it to you?” He asks. Jaehyun nods. 

As the boy runs back to where the extra ponies are, you stare at Jaehyun curiously. He seems to be entertained by your look.  

“I used to ride in high school. I was a part of the equestrian team.”

From the time that you know Jung Jaehyun, you didn’t know about this. All you knew was that he was relatively wealthy growing up, taking a huge grant from his parents to start Jung Industries. 

Jaehyun is amused by your surprise. “Did you think that I always just sat in a room full of other rich people all day?” 

You raise a brow. “That’s pretty much what I organize for you.” At your sarcasm, Jaehyun snorts a little. 

By now, the guy is back, holding a pony by the rein. 

“Need any help?” He asks. 

“No, I think I’ll be fine.” The guy acknowledges, running back to check on the girls.

You watch Jaehyun as he puts a foot in the foothold, gripping the rein of the pony as he leaps on. Watching you at ground level, Jaehyun smiles. 

“Do you want to get on?” He asks. You look a little nervous. “Come on, just try it! It’ll be fun!” Jaehyun continues in an attempt to convince you. 

Sighing, you look up at him. “Fine. But you better not kill me.” 

“I’ll be extra careful.” Holding out his hand, you take it, placing your foot on the foothold. You look hesitant.

“Just spring up and get on,” he says in a calming voice, further instructing you. Doing as he says, you swing your other foot around the horse.   

“There you go,” he says. “Now, hold onto me tight.” Shaking the reins, the pony starts. You gasp at the sudden movement, holding onto Jaehyun for your dear life. Your nose burrowed into his back, you think he smells kind of nice. 

-

After opening all of Yeona’s gifts, it was time for everyone to go home. This four-hour birthday bash was finally over, leaving you and Jaehyun very exhausted. As the hired help loads Yeona’s presents into the car, you and Yeona stand in the park, where the setting sun dips in the sky. 

Yeona smiles at you. “Thank you for coming Y/N,” she says. 

“No problem. I had a great time.” As odd as it sounds, you think you had more fun at this party than you expected. 

“Sweetie, why don’t you get in the car?” Jaehyun asks after talking with the help. 

“Okay.” Yeona waves at you before heading into the Porsche, in the backseat. Now, it’s just you and Jaehyun together. 

“We should do this again sometime,” Jaehyun starts off. 

“Yeah. I had a lot of fun, surprisingly,” you say. 

Silence ensues between you both. Out of curiosity, you turn your head to look at Jaehyun standing by your side, thinking deeply about something.

“What could you be thinking that deeply about on a Saturday?” You ask jokingly. He looks at you, his previous expression wiped off.

“Just thinking about a nice restaurant to take you some time.” 

“By ourselves?” You ask a little dumbly. He nods. 

You gape. “Jung Jaehyun, are you asking me out on a date?” 

“Yeah,” he smiles. “I’ve been thinking about it for a while. Ever since I’ve seen how great you’re with Yeona…” He trails, a little smile on his face. “Maybe next Saturday?” He continues. 

You gaze at Jaehyun with a little smile on your face. “I think I would like that.” 

#nct #jaehyun #jung jaehyun #nct fluff #nct scenarios #nct 127 #jaehyun fluff #jaehyun scenarios #jaehyun imagines #nct imagines #nct reactions #nct au #ceo!jaehyun #dad!jaehyun #jaehyun smut

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

Nimona headcanons that I've been too tired to write cause work is kicking my ass

I feel like Nimona and Bal are very used to Ambrosius being a very honest and kind person 

Until someone has something his family wants then he’s a cutthroat son of a bitch that will use every tool in his arsenal 

Sometimes he’ll turn up the charm and act like a total prince and sweep unsuspecting people off their feet 

Sometimes he’ll lean into the ditzy role that a lot of insecure men tend to put him in 

And sometimes he amps up the “I’m one of the most important people in this damn kingdom you will listen to me” vibes 

He’s also able to accurately guess which role he has to play at any given moment and it’s almost unnerving to see him quickly put on that mask 

One time Ambrosius bailed Bal and Nimona out of jail (when they shouldn’t have been there in the first place) with nothing but kind words and a pretty smile

Haggled down the price of supplies Bal needed and the sword Nimona was planning on stealing (after the owner tried to sell it to them for outrageous prices)

And schedule multiple interviews where Nimona was able to tell the whole ugly undiluted truth about their “savior” on national television 

All in one week

It was as impressive as it was terrifying but in a good way

The reason why Ambrosius does this is simple 

He’s sick and fucking tired of the people he cares about having to fight tooth and goddamn nail for a scrap of respect 

Like sure a lot of society doesn’t treat the duo like the dirt under their fingernails anymore but their respect and their praise are mostly surface level

It’s why their friend group is so goddamn tiny it’s why they moved basically to the middle of fucking nowhere and it’s why he’s spent every single day since the wall fell trying to fight for both their stories to be heard 

So he uses the stupid tools that his parents forcibly sharpened from a very young age because in his mind if he doesn’t use them then all that training was for nothing 

He also has a very mixed relationship with his teeth and his smile

Ambrosius has always had some crooked teeth

His parents forced him to get braces but he never wore his retainer after they were taken off

After the second set of braces failed his parents gave up and just told him to never smile with teeth during interviews or in public (photoshoots can be edited after all)

And this was always fine by him because if he heard one more person tell him to “open his eyes wider” he was going to fucking snap

He was also told from a very young age that his natural tooth smile was very awkward and took up too much of his face 

He also views smiling with his teeth to be a very personal and private thing 

He doesn’t know where this sentiment came from but he has a sneaking suspicion it’s because for the longest time Bal was the only one who could get him to smile with his teeth

The other two also have some pretty messed up munchers 

Bal has a lot of cavities because he was terrified of the dentist when he was younger

He also has two chipped teeth one was from a fight and the other was from walking into a door while reading a book (in his defense it was glass)

Nimona will mess with their teeth all the time 

Sometimes they’ll give themselves random gaps in their teeth

Sometimes they’ll forget how many teeth humans have and will forget molars and they won’t remember until they try to eat 

Sometimes they lose a tooth in a fight and don’t bother to grow it back until the next day cause they like the look of it 

Nimona never bothered to pretend to be perfect why start with their teeth

For some reason after everything was said and done Bal was super conscious of his right hand while holding things

If he was holding something he viewed as delicate like eggs or flowers or Ambrosius’ hand he would always switch it over to his left side

He just didn’t want to break those things so he was careful while training his fine motor control

But he forgot that he’s in love with one of the most stubborn people on the damn planet 

And if Ambrosius wants to hold Bal’s right hand then he’s holding his right hand 

Every time Bal would switch hands Ambrosius would just switch them right back without batting an eye

It took two weeks for Bal to finally give up and just hold his hand like a normal person

And Ambrosius considers that a personal victory

#nimona 2023 #nimona movie #nimona headcanon #nimona #ballister boldheart #ambrosius goldenloin #ballister x ambrosius #goldenheart #I love these sappy sappy boys #they're so stupid and dumb #and I want to hold them like a stress toy #I wrote these before work because I have no free time now #Someone save me it's cutting into my headcanon time

[cielcreations]

Hazbin Hermits - Prologue

AN: Hermitcraft/Empires/3rd Life Series X Hazbin Hotel AU.

Meaning lots of cursing, fighting, blood, violence, flirting, shipping, sexual innuendos/implied sexual content, and pretty much everyone is a bad person to some degree.

If you don't like your favorite characters made to be not so great people, then do not read.

"Good afternoon! I'm Katherine Killjoy!"

"And I'm Joey JaxHammer! Chaos outside pentagram city today, as a turf war is raging on the west side between notable kingpins Lord Fwhip and self-proclaimed spunky powerhouse Mythical Sausage!"

"That's right Joey! After the recent extermination, many areas are now up for grabs! Demons all over Hell are already duking it out to gain new territory!"

"Those two seem to be really going at it, huh?"

"Looks like they're fighting tooth and nail for that hotspot!"

"And I'd like to nail their hotspots, am I right, fellas~?"

"Haha, you are a limp dick jackass, Joey! Or should I say-" Katherine poured her hot coffee on his lap, the man hissing and moving before she could actually spill it on his dick, "-no dick?"

"Bitch." The man hissed.

"Coming up next, we have an exclusive interview with the younger son of Hell's own head honcho, who's here to discuss his brand-new passion project!"

"All that, after the break!" Joey exclaimed, taking his mug and pouring his coffee on Katherine's head.

"YOU LITTLE SH-"

The two looked away from the TV. The blue haired demon tugged the tie a bit tighter, just to make the prince look more presentable.

"Okay." He finished, stepping back, "Are you ready? You remember what to say?"

The blonde took a deep breath, his purple eyes widening in excitement as he exclaimed, "Yes! Let's do this!"

"Just, look at me, and I'll mouth it to you, Zed." The man grabbed the prince's shoulders.

Zed had light blonde hair with brown ram horns, pale skin, wearing a black suit with a red tie, no shoes so his hooves could breath.

"Ugh, come ooooon, Tango, I know what to say!" Zed reassured, smiling, "But, I do think we should make it a bit more interesting! I-I mean, I don't want to go up there and sound robotic, you know?"

Tango, normally, had yellow hair, that could change into different colors depending on how hot he got. Since he could control fire and such, his hair would change colors to match the fire type and, sometimes, it could even turn on fire. His skin was pale with a bit of a blue tint, his nails sharpened into claws. He wore a black crop top and black shorts, long black heeled boots. He also had black belts wrapped around his waist with golden buckles, black cloth to create an overskirt. (Art of Tango by @/lunarcrown)

"I get that, babe, but this is serious." Tango reminded him, "You can't go up there and squeal and giggle the whole time. It's adorable, yes, but not all sinners are going to trust and believe in your project unless you look serious and you know what you're doing."

"I told you through a fit of excited squeals."

"Yeah, and I listened because I know and believe in you." The demon motioned to the others, "These sinners don't. They don't know you, they barely know your older brother, and they certainly won't believe in you at first. It's why you gotta go up there, show them who's in charge, and act like this plan is full-proof!"

"But we don't know if it is..." Zed reminded.

"Your right, and neither do they." Tango booped his nose, "Which is our advantage. No one knows if this works, but if we act like we're the experts, people believe."

"Prince Zedaph? Five minutes before we're live." A demon called.

Tango smiled at the blonde, kissing his forehead, "You got this! I'll be right behind the camera, so if you need me?"

Zed nodded, smiling, "Don't worry, I got this!"

He turned around, walking to the desk and smiling, offering his hand, "Hi, I'm Zed-"

"Katherine Killjoy." The female anchor hissed, "You can put that away. I would say it's a pleasure to meet you, but that would be a lie." She then sneered, "Look, my time is money, so I'll keep this short. You're not here because we wanted you here. You're here because Jeffery couldn't make it to his cannibal cooking segment! You may be some royal bigshot, but that doesn't mean shit to me! I'm too rich and influential to giving a flying fuck about some tux wearing demon 'prince'-" (she put "prince" in quotations, as if Zed wasn't one) "-wants to advertise."

Zed narrowed his eyes, "Listen-"

Katherine leaned forward, glaring, "So don't get cute with me, or I'll fucking break you!"

"And we're live!"

Katherine zoomed to her seat, tilting her head so much, it sounded like she broke it, "Welcome back!" Once Zed was sat down, she spoke again, "So, Zedaph!"

The blonde's eyes twitched as he smiled awkwardly, "It's Zed-"

"Whatever! Tell us about this new passion project you've been insistently pestering our news station about!"

"Welllllll..." Zed looked around at the demons, Tango standing by the camera man with a smile and thumbs up. He smiled and took a deep breath as he spoke, "As most of you know, I was born here in Hell and growing up, I tried to see the good in everything around me. Hell is my home and you are my people. We just went through another extermination and we lost so many souls! It breaks my heart seeing my people being slaughtered every year!" He slammed his fist on the table, sighing, "No one is even given a chance and I can no longer stand idly by when the place I call home, the place I love, is constantly being destroyed!"

He stood up, smiling, "So, I've been thinking, isn't there a more humane way to hinder Hell's overpopulation? Perhaps we can find a new alternative way to save souls through redemption? I think yes, and that's what this project aims to achieve! Ladies and gentlemen and everyone in between, I'm opening the first of its kind! A hotel that rehabilitates sinners!"

Everyone was silent, staring at the man.

Everyone outside stared at the TV.

One in particular tilted his head in curiosity.

Everyone in the news station... started laughing.

Zed shrunk in on himself as Tango moved to stand beside him, his blue hair turning into flames as he glared at everyone.

"What in the nine circles makes you think a single person in hell would give two shits about becoming a 'better person?!'" Katherine cackled, "You have no proof that this actually works and you want people to be good just because?!"

"You have no proof it doesn't work!" Tango hissed, flames surrounding his body, "Besides, we already have a patron who's showing incredible improvement!"

"Ooooooh, and who might that be~?" Katherine sneered.

Tango leaned forward, intentionally burning her wooden table with a smirk, "Oh, just someone named, SmallishBeans."

"The pornstar?" Joey asked.

"You fucking would, Joey." Katherine glared before snickering, "In any case, that's hardly an accomplishment! I'm sure you can get that hooker to do anything with enough lube and sugar!"

Tango continued to burn her table, the woman looking ready to scratch his eyes out as he drew little doodles, "I beg to differ."

Zed also perked up, smirking, "He's been behaved, clean, and out of trouble for two weeks now!"

"Breaking news!"

Katherine perked up before she smirked, pushing the men away, "We just received word that a new player has entered the ongoing turf war! Let's go to the live feed!"

They turned to the TV and Tango pinched his temples as he tried to control himself, Zed muttering out, "Oh shit."

"Oh shit, indeed!" Katherine exclaimed, "It appears the one to join is none other than porn actor Joel, aka, SmallishBeans!" She looked at the two, "What a juicy coincidence! I bet you feel real stupid right now! How does it feel to be a total and utter failure?!"

She began laughing, everyone did, once more.

Tango tried to control himself as Zed clenched his fists.

The prince looked at Tango with glowing red eyes, "Fucking, show them who's boss."

Tango smirked, his teeth sharpening to points, "Gladly."

He jumped across the table, lighting everything on fire as he began to beat Katherine and Joey.

***

The prince and his boyfriend sat in a limo, across from the other sinner. The sinner had brown hair with a green streak in the middle of his hair, matching his green eyes and green antenna. He wore a long white and light green suit blazer, the top unbuttoned and showing off his muscular chest. He had black shorts and long, knee length black heeled boots. To top it off, he had green transparent fairy wings on his back.

They watched as he rolled the window up and down, clearly in his own little world. Eventually, he seemed to notice the two were staring at him.

The brunette stopped, leaned back, and shrugged, "What?"

"'What?' 'WHAT?!'" Tango screamed, his hair turning to blue, almost purple flames, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, JOEL?!"

"Ugh, I had too, I owed Sausage a solid!" Joel huffed, "Isn't that one of those 'redeeming qualities'? Helping friends and all that?!"

Zed leaned into the window with a groan as Tango reprimanded him, "Not in turf wars that result in genocide?!"

"Meh, you win some, you loose a few hundred!"

"Joel, that was really not cool." Zed groaned, "You just... You made us look like jokes!"

"Nah, chill out, jokes are funny! I made you all look sad and pathetic!"

"Oh, cause that's any better?!" Tango growled.

"Look, I had to!" Joel argued, "My reputation was on the line! You know what people would say if they found out I was trying to go clean?! Not to mention, people would know where I am and try to break into the hotel to get some of me! Do you want a whole mob down there?"

"Listen, if you want to stay here, you need to take this shit seriously!" Tango demanded, walking towards the brunette, "We're not going to give you a free room, free food, free whatever else if all you do is fuck around! So, you either sit down, buckle the fuck up, and try to redeem yourself and help the hotel's reputation, that you burned to cinder!" He glared, flames coming out of his mouth, "Got it?"

Joel groaned, "Okay, fine, whatever."

"C-Calm down, Tango." Zed offered his hand, Tango moving to sit beside him again, "I-It's not over yet, we can still try! It'll be okay!"

The limo stopped at the hotel and the three went inside. Tango flopped on the couch with a groan, Joel grabbing a popsicle and sitting in a chair. Zed groaned and went to go upstairs, only to stop.

Someone knocked on the door.

He walked towards it and opened the door.

In front of him stood a tall dirty blonde man with his eyes closed, wearing a blue striped coat with dark blue sleeves, the coat falling to his knees. Underneath the coat, he wore a white dress shirt with a black upside down cross on the chest, as if to resemble a tie, long black dress pants with bright blue cuffs. Over his feet, he wore black heeled boots that rested under his pants. Behind his back, he held a long thin cane with a sentient vintage style microphone attached to it.

The whole time, he smiled.

Zed shrunk a little as the man opened his eyes. He had black sclera with blue eyes, staring down at the prince.

"HELLO!" He spoke, his voice altered to sound like that of a broadcast.

Zed shut the door on instinct, "Uh, Tango?"

"Whaaaaat?" The flame demon groaned.

"The Radio Demon is at the door!"

#hermitcraft #hermitshipping #empires smp #empireshipping #third life series #third life smp #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel au #hermitcraft au #empires smp au #empires au #third life smp au #zedaph #tangotek #solidaritygaming #joel smallishbeans #smallishbeans

[wen-kexing-apologist]

1, 4, and 10

1- Enemies to Lovers

Ok, again there aren’t many, Semantic Error is probably the closest. But I think I am going to give a shout out to 

Yang and Phumjai, Love in Translation

I would consider Yang and Phumjai to be enemies at the beginning, even if that is not sustained for all that long. They exchanged blows upon first meeting, broke property, and then when stuck in a room together, regressed to adolescence to chuck oranges at each other until physically pried apart. I’m counting this because I do think that enemies to loves follows the general trend of, hates each other, forced together, annoyed, starts to form friendship, fucking in the grocery store aisles. I want more enemies to lovers and am very much looking forward to whenever I get to watch two boys (or preferably two girls) homoerotically trying to murder each other. (I don’t count Word of Honor cause my specialist little war criminal would never see Zhou Zishu as an enemy) 

4- Long Term Pining 

Togawa, Old Fashion Cupcake

Togawa has had a crush on Nozue since the moment Nozue comforted him after his interview, that was ALMOST TEN YEARS OF PINING. And then even after he finesses this de-ageifying process with Nozue, he has to just sit there, trying not to choke on a hamster cheek full of pancake when Nozue asks to pay Togawa with his body. Like this poor, love-stricken fuck just has to sit there being tortured with Knowledge about his feelings for Nozue and a firm understanding of what it is they are doing together, while he waits for Nozue to get wise and either break his heart or make all that time spent mooning over the Office’s Most Firmly Rooted Man worth it. 

10- Bodyguard 

I mean…the only bodyguard romance I’ve seen that’s worth mentioning is KinnPorsche because I hated the petulant child in Laws of Attraction and Never Let Me Go was meh…also because I have seen KinnPorsche fourteen times…..

BUT I’ve been having such fun talking about my unhinged, non-traditional definitions of these tropes. So:

Koichi and Michan, Eien no Kinou (Eternal Yesterday)

I know this trope is pretty much reserved for literal, hired bodyguards who are supposed to put their life on the line to protect their client. And well… whether we knew it or not, Koichi was always guarding Michan’s body and he died for it; right at the beginning of the show.  It was so clear to me that Koichi cared so deeply about keeping Michan safe, so much so that his own body continues until he feels satisfied that Michan will be okay. And Michan pays that body guarding back eleven-fold as he tries desperately to protect Koichi’s body, sewing his wounds, trying to make him warm, hiding his death. And more importantly, Michan fights tooth and nail to protect Koichi’s memory. With no body left to guard, he holds firm and fast to Koichi’s ghost. 

For the BL Romance Tropes Ask Game

#ask game #bl trope ask game #love in translation #lit #old fashion cupcake #ofc #eternal yesterday #eien no kinou

[givemea-dam-break]

you and me, in every story - chapter one

a/n: a lockwood and co au in which lockwood and lucy's roles are swapped! the idea was cooked up by the wonderful @portlandrowismyhome and @wellgoslowly (i contributed too i promise), and this will be a multipart series! i hope you enjoy :)

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Lockwood had lived his whole life in London, so it was safe to say that he was peeved when he couldn’t find his way to Portland Row.

Seriously? How hard could it be to find a little street north-west London? Very hard, evidently, because he’d been circling the same area for the past half hour like an idiot. Now, not only was he frustrated at getting lost – it was embarrassing for a native Londoner to get lost, in his humble opinion – but he was also tired, hungry, and his shoulders hurt from this stupid bag he had decided to carry around. Well, the bag wasn’t stupid. Just some of the contents.

Really, all he wanted was to get out of this sweaty suit, have a shower, and then have the best sleep of his life while having the security of a job. Was that so hard to ask?

Apparently so, but, even still, he persevered, map in hand as he trudged the streets of Marylebone. Curfew tiptoed closer and closer, but he was adamant. He would not finish the day without getting himself this job. He’d fight tooth-and-nail for it if he had to.

Not that this job was exactly a fantastic one. It was just something he’d plucked out of the newspaper, but he’d heard of the company a few times and figured that this would be his best shot after things went awry last time.

And, ah, there! Finally! Thirty-five Portland Row, standing tall and… well, not proud, not with its peeling paint and slightly overgrown flowers in the window boxes. But it was certainly something!

On the fence read a sign: Carlyle and Co. After dark, ring the bell and wait beyond the iron line. How inviting. If Lockwood was hired – of course he would be! – he’d petition to change the wording of that. It sounded awfully uninviting, and that just wouldn’t do. No wonder the company wasn’t popular!

Well, these opinions of his would have to wait. Heaving a deep breath, he climbed up the steps to the front door and rang the bell, waiting patiently.

Footsteps sounded on the other side, followed by the rattling of the doorhandle, and then the door swung open, revealing a boy no older than he. His dark hair fell in a mop over his forehead, resting just above a pair of black-rimmed glasses over dark eyes. Eyes that showed nothing but confusion.

“Are you Arif’s new delivery boy?” the boy asked, frowning down at Lockwood.

Lockwood dared not show his confusion. “No. I’m here about the job. Are you –“

“Mr Carlyle?” he guessed. He rolled his eyes, and Lockwood held back a frown. “No. If anyone did their research, they’d know that Lucy Carlyle is the owner. And she’s a girl.”

“Oh. Sorry... So, the interview?”

The boy shrugged, stepping aside. “I suppose. Come on in.”

There was a little flicker of unease in Lockwood’s chest, but he couldn’t afford to let it show. Instead, he glanced around the hallway, taking in every detail about it: the slightly outdated wallpaper; the square marks that indicated photo frames that used to hang there for a while; the umbrella rack holding rapiers much fancier than the one he currently carried in a case. Everything about the hall was elaborate yet, somehow, entirely out of place, like different decades trying to fit together. Who was he to judge, though? He didn’t even have a house.

“Okey-doke,” the boy said, gesturing to a door on the right. “Here we are. Luce, you were right. We’ve got another interview.”

A voice came from inside the room, distinctively not a London accent, but pleasing to the ear all the same. “No, George, I just checked. That was our last one five minutes ago.”

The boy – George – frowned, glancing at Lockwood as he came to stand in the doorway. “Then who’s this?”

Lockwood had little to no time to take in the cluttered living room before his eyes caught the girl in the centre, clearing up some paper from the coffee table.

It was like all the air had been sucked from his lungs when he looked at her. Lucy Carlyle. That’s what George said her name was. And, God, did it fit. She turned to look at him with warm brown eyes, her bobbed hair swishing around her face before settling. She was no older than him, if not a little younger, and he couldn’t help but notice the unprofessional outfit she wore – a blue jumper and trousers, along with some ectoplasm-stained boots – and all of a sudden felt a little out of place in his suit, especially next to George in his orange plaid shirt and graphic tee, but the feelings melted away when Lucy Carlyle smiled at him. Not one of those Oh, I’m so happy to see you smiles, but more of a reassuring one.

“Sorry,” he said. “I don’t have an interview, but I saw the job listing and I was in the area.”

Complete lie. He’d been halfway across London, desperate to find anywhere that would hire him. This was his last hope.

“I’m Anthony Lockwood,” he continued. “But I just go by Lockwood.”

Lucy Carlyle nodded. “Lucy. Well, I’m sure we can fit in one more interview. George, brew some tea, would you?”

George glanced back at Lockwood with a hint of distaste. “Thought I’d wait to see how well he got on before making any.”

“George.” Lucy shot him a look before returning to that reassuring smile. “Please go make some. Lockwood, why don’t you come sit? Don’t mind George. He’s sick of people, now, and he’s not had his biscuits. He gets tetchy when he’s hungry.”

Lockwood could only nod as he sat on the sofa across from Lucy, trying not to think too much about how unprofessional all of this was. If DEPRAC were to see how this company operated in front of applicants, well, they wouldn’t be happy. What with the lack of a uniform, the arguing… He loved it. And, by the looks of it, not a supervisor in sight. Even better.

“Here’s my CV,” he said, pulling the folded paper from his pocket.

Lucy reached out for it, taking it gently and opening it. Her dark eyes scanned over it for a minute, reading each meticulously chosen word, before letting it fall on the coffee table in front of her. She leaned forward, elbows on knees, and looked at Lockwood, sending a shiver down his spine. Something in her gaze had the ability to freeze him in place.

“So, you’ve got Sight?” she asked.

“Yeah, it’s my strongest Talent,” he said. “Deathglows are what I see the best, and I need sunglasses for them sometimes. But ghost-fog, apparitions, all that stuff, I pick out quickly. My Touch and Listening are mild at best.”

Way to talk himself up.

“I’m a Listener,” Lucy said. “Strong, if other people are to be believed. George is an all-rounder, but he’s mostly our researcher. Where was your last job? I’m assuming this isn’t your first.”

“No. I worked at Fittes for a while.”

Lucy turned as George stepped through the door, carrying a tray with mugs of steaming tea and biscuits. “Thanks, George. Well, you two will get on grand. George used to work at Fittes.”

“Mmhm,” George said, sitting in one of the armchairs. Completely uninterested, he plucked a biscuit off the plate and sat back, opting to read a comic.

“Biscuit?” Lucy held out the plate to him. “George’ll only eat them all.”

Gratefully, Lockwood took one. He hadn’t eaten for hours, and he was starving. A biscuit wouldn’t do much, but it was a Digestive, for heaven’s sake. He couldn’t just pass that up!

“So, Lockwood,” Lucy said, “I did have tests in place, but George pointed out earlier that they aren’t really inclusive of people with Sight, so I’m going to have to take you on your word with all of this. Do you have a reference from your previous supervisor?”

It was an effort to not choke on his biscuit. “No, I don’t. Everything happened sort of suddenly, so I’ve not had a chance.”

George sniffed. “You could take him to a haunted house, see how he does. Maybe he’ll run off.”

Lockwood teeth ground together, but he plastered on an easy smile. Whenever things were going wrong, that trusty smile of his could get him out of trouble. Surely it could help him deal with a self-righteous teen boy who couldn’t even eat a biscuit without covering his T-shirt in half of it.

But Lucy didn’t even spare him a glance. She was looking straight at Lockwood again, eyes narrowed ever so slightly as she considered him.

Then the slight curve of her lips melted into a frown. “Did you say something?”

Lockwood blanched. “What? No?”

Lucy sat back; her eyebrows furrowed. “Yes, you did. You just called me – I’m not even going to repeat that! And, to think, I was considering hiring you with no knowledge of your skill.”

“I didn’t –“ He looked at George desperately. “I said nothing.”

And, for a moment, he worried that he had said something and not even realised. But what would he have said? He’d been far too busy being slightly disgusted with George’s method of eating biscuits to have even said anything to her.

To his surprise, George saved the day. “Luce, he didn’t say anything.”

“Yes, he did!”

“No, I swear I didn’t. I –“

Lucy stood and stormed around the coffee table until she was right in front of Lockwood. He worried what she was going to do, but she leaned over his shoulder and yanked open the zipper of his bag. She tore out the big silverglass jar he had stashed in there, holding it in both hands.

He hadn’t really thought anything of it when he stole it. It was just a jar with a source inside – a boring old skull that sometimes came to life when it could be bothered – but he had been so mad with how things had ended that he felt the need to take something from Fittes, just like they’d taken something from him. It had seemed a worthwhile steal, seeing as ghost-jars weren’t overly common.

Currently, the ghost inside was awake, swirling in bright green ectoplasm and pulling the crude faces Lockwood had grown used to these last few days. The past few mornings in his hotel room, he had woken up to see it leering at him and making horrible gestures with made-up hands, and though it had mouthed some obscenely horrible things that Lockwood couldn’t understand, he had kept it for some odd reason.

It was more active than other ghosts, and part of Lockwood hoped that somehow he had bagged a Type Three, as controversial as their existence was. He had started to fall out of that belief. Well, until now.

Lucy glared at the ghost inside, free of that easy smile she’d had mere minutes ago. “Excuse you? You’re a ghost in a jar. You’ve no right to speak to me like that! I’ll throw you into the furnaces myself, see how you like that!”

Lockwood and George shared a look, and the latter dropped his comic book on a side table, leaning forward.

“Uh, Luce?”

“What, George?”

“You’re talking to a ghost.”

“Damn right I am! Didn’t you hear what he called me? Prick.”

“Luce?”

“What?”

“We can’t hear anything he’s saying. That’s – that’s all you.”

Lucy’s scowl softened for a moment, and she glanced between the jar, Lockwood, and George, her cheeks growing red. Angrily, she slammed the jar down on the mantle top, shaking the little pieces of clutter that were scattered across it.

“You’re serious you couldn’t hear it?” she asked.

“No,” George insisted. His gaze turned on Lockwood. “Were you aware you were carrying a Type Three on your back?”

Lockwood hesitated. “Well, I thought, maybe, um…”

George huffed a laugh. “How did you get your hands on that? Fittes keeps them locked up securely. Like, really securely. Believe me, I tried to nick a one before I left.”

A strange thing to bond over, but Lockwood would take whatever he could get. He looked back over at Lucy, who was practically steaming from the ears as she stared at the skull. The horrible thing formed a hand out of the ectoplasm and made a particularly inappropriate gesture that had Lucy beyond seething.

“Well, we can’t just let you go back out on the street with a Type Three,” she said, and though he knew the anger in her tone wasn’t directed at him anymore, he still felt his face grow warm. “And I’m guessing it won’t be as easy as buying it off you.”

She wasn’t wrong. If that really was a Type Three, he sure as hell was keeping it on hand. But… Nobody could talk to Type Threes, nobody besides Marissa Fittes and she was long since dead. And here was Lucy, arguing with one right in front of his eyes as if it were a daily occurrence for her. Only George seemed shocked by it all, staring at both wide-eyed. He needed a job, and they wanted his ghost. It seemed as though there was a deal afoot.

“No. I want a job here. Then you’re free to do what you want with it.”

He spotted the mad flare in George’s eyes and shifted uncomfortably. The kid might not be able to eat a biscuit neatly, but Lockwood had every reason to believe he was somewhat a mad scientist.

“Well, anything within reason.”

Lucy glared at the ghost for a second longer before turning back to Lockwood. “Fine. We’ve a room free upstairs if you want to take it, unless you’ve got separate accommodations? Rent would be taken from your wage.”

He couldn’t seem too excited, so he simply pasted that smile of his on again and said, “That would be great.”

“George, shift whatever crap you’ve got stored in there. Lockwood, welcome to Carlyle and Co.”

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[timmymyluv]

delayed flight

Timothee Chalamet x Reader

genre: fluff, very brief angst if you squint

Summary: a very late mother's Day celebration based on an old tumblr post years ago on a daughter annually having lunch with her dad but missing because she was sick

her friends go in their stead and become very close to the dad too, jokingly saying they had fun without them and it became a tradition.

basically timothee is stranded in an airport and missing the annual chalamet dinner. You've been to more than you count but always with him by your side and it's your first time alone.

you feel closer than ever to your family, like one of their own and you're so thankful that you not only have the love of your life, but another family who treats you like no other.

“I don’t think I can make it for dinner. They keep canceling or rescheduling my damn flights back home!”

You hear Timothee’s garbled voice on speaker phone as you sat on the counter in your shared kitchen, head in hands as your long-standing plans are crumbling by the minute.

“When’s the earliest you can get home, bubs?” You ask, still hopeful.

He groans. “The weather is absolute shit. They said the earliest they can get me home is tomorrow afternoon.”

Your heart breaks at the prospect of Timmy, sleep deprived from a long day of meetings, memorizing scripts, interviews and living off a suitcase has to sleep overnight at the airport when he should be home, warm in your bed and cuddled against your skin instead.

Yet he fights tooth and nail that you still go to the annual Chalamet family dinner that has become part of your routine recently. Fairly soon into your relationship and shortly after he had introduced you to them as his significant other, they had warmly welcomed you and even added you to their family group chat, included into every plan.

Biting your nails frantically, you nearly panicked at the thought of being alone with his family without him present. You knew they were as sweet as pie, as friendly and affectionate to you as their own flesh and blood, but the mere thought of being there without Timothee at your side made you apprehend whether you were ready for, what seemed to be, a next step in your relationship.

“Baby, I can already see you biting your nails. Stop that. Listen, I know you’ve always seen them with me, but don’t feel like you have to miss out on annual dinner just because I’m not there. I won’t force you, but if you want to go to dinner as always, even if I’m not physically present, you can do that. Alright?” He knew, he knows, he always does. He knows you like second nature, like you’re a part of him.

“Are you sure?” You can’t help but want to ask one more time, hear it from him again, already fully dressed in something more dressy than your casual loungewear. Was your makeup too thick? Trying too hard? Too similar or different from what you wore last dinner?

“Yes, mon amour. You don’t have to if you don’t feel like it, but they’re looking forward to seeing you if you do. Ok? I love you, my sunshine.”

Looking back one more time, you affirm to yourself in front of the mirror before grabbing your belongings, your handbags and putting your heels on to drive to the Chalamet apartment.

Timothee messages the group chat on your behalf, one step ahead. “Sorry my flight has been cancelled so I can’t make it until tomorrow morning. Y/N will still be coming to the fam dinner as planned :) ”

…

As you approach the driveway towards the Chalamet apartment building, you feel bile rise up in your throat as it slowly creeps into your awareness that you’re about to have dinner with his family - alone. You shake it off, finding it silly you feel like you’re an animal up for slaughter, when the family has been nothing but kind to you.

You reach the top of the staircase towards the intercom and gather all your courage to press the number combination that’ll lead to their flat. It rings for a few intervals, before its picked up by a chirpy Pauline.

“Chalamet household - it’s Y/N”

“Come on in, Y/N!” A beep allows the door to open for you to enter the building, and you smile to yourself how you can hear how excited she genuinely sounded when she recognized your voice.

After taking the elevator to their floor, you find comfort in the silence other than your shoes brushing against the lush carpet as you make their way to the apartment. Taking a breath before you ring the doorbell, you are unable to utter a single word before the wooden door swings open inwards and a jubilant Pauline rushes towards you with a tight hug.

“Y/N!!! We were hoping you’d show up as always tonight!”

Marc and Nicole make their way towards you as Pauline ushers you inside to shut the door from any prying neighbours.

“I’m sorry Tim couldn’t make it tonight, it’s just me for today. He really wanted me to go even while he was gone.” You say apologetically as you take your coat off and hang it up the rails.

Nicole reaches you first with a bright smile and opens her arms wide open for an eager, motherly embrace, not without two kisses on each cheek as the French do. This is a French household too, after all - no matter how New York was in their veins.

“Don’t be sorry darling - we always love having you over! Without him or not.”

Marc snickers with a fatherly yet teasing smile before he does his en bisou to you and a loving hug. “It’s rare we don’t see him stuck to the hip with you anyway. Always love having you over.” With a gentle pat on the cheek, you beamed at the hospitality the family showed you.

You gradually made your way through the apartment, rubbing your arms to warm up from the cool outside as you made your way past the familiar array of collages carefully maintained by the proud parents of their children’s careers and accomplishments.

As you made your way towards the kitchen, recognizing the appetizing scent of the viandes baking in the oven, you stood beside Nicole and offered to help.

“Is there anything I can do to help, Nicole?” It felt odd calling her by her first name like she insisted you could, always referring to her as Mrs. Chalamet especially with Tim by your side, but you didn’t bite your tongue this time as it felt right.

There’s a glint in her eyes that reminds you of her son.“ You are not here to be our help, you are a welcomed guest. Go, shoo! The food will be ready soon anyway.” Ushering you towards the living room tenderly, you hesitantly try to offer one more time before you wake your way on the couch next to Pauline.

Circling her arm around your shoulder in the most natural, sisterly way as she should, Pauline rests her head against your arm, nuzzling her nose the exact same way her little brother would.

“Missed you so much, Y/N. How have you been?”

The smile on your face couldn't be even wider throughout the night, you thought your face would fall off due to how hard you'd laugh and smile as they would crack jokes between meals and sips of red wine from the fridge.

As Nicole brought out her homemade blueberry cheesecake from the fridge, Marc propped up his phone on a stand to FaceTime Timothee who was currently stranded in the airport.

You've picked up French here and there, but we're grateful it was sparsely used while you were around so you weren't excluded or lost to fend and translate for yourself.

"We're having fun without you Tim! Y/N is ours now!" Pauline teases.

"Hey! What about me!?"

Timothee even miles away with his memory foam neck pillow and grey blanket in some stranded airport felt a warmth, a serene, comfortable joy, a comforting peace that Y/N fit into the family like a missing puzzle piece.

"Next week, me, Pauline and Y/N are going shopping together." Nicole chirps excitedly, grasping your arm kindly.

"How about dad and I?" Tim's wifi was starting to cut off, lagging a few seconds as his figure became blurry on the screen here and there.

"Girls night only!"

#timothee chalamet imagines #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet scenarios #timothee chalamet #timothee x reader #timothee chalamet x you #timothee chalamet fanfic #timothee chalamet fluff #timothee chalamet smut #timothee blurb #fanfic #celebrity imagines

[admiralnelsoniii]

Adolf Galland was a German fighter ace general of Fighter Command in France. He flew 705 combat missions, and fought on the Western Front and in the Defence of the Reich. On four occasions, he survived being shot down, and he was credited with 104 aerial victories, all of them against the Western Allies.

I personally feel Galland is truly the top ace of the war for two reasons. First, although his score wasn't as high as the others, he earned every kill against the Western Allies. They were considerably better pilots with much better aircraft. And the second reason is from getting an idea of what sort of man he is from the interviews done on him after the war. Not to mention he was planning, organizing, and then leading those combat missions. He took the best care he could of his men, and fought tooth and nail (within reason considering) to get his squadron the best equipment, aircraft, and supplies possible.

I thought it interesting when he discussed the issue with the Me 262. He argued heavy for making it a dedicated Interceptor instead of the foolish ideas Hitler insisted upon it being a bomber. Because that makes sense, right? You definitely take your highest performance and most heavily armed plane and make it a bomber. Yeah! Idiot 😓. But in the end Hitler gave him like 20 or 30 for the Interceptor role. So, he said, he would have maybe ten operational at any given time to fight. But he was saying that if it he would have given him all the 262s being produced, he could have had up to three hundred one a given day! 300 Me 262s to attack USAAF in day and RAF Bomber Command at night. Now, even he said, that wouldn't have changed the outcome. But it would have been a much tougher fight. And, who knows, could have seen 262s go head to head with Gloster Meteor! That would have been interesting!

#history #ww2 art #ww2 #wwii #wwii art #warship #art #artwork #warbird #fighter #me 262 #bf 109 #fighter ace #military history #military aircraft #western front #battle of britain #luftwaffe

[inlovewithsidecharacters]

yes. more 4 town headcanons

Helloooooo!

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Tae 

-Kind to all creatures, humans included.

-The only problem he has is a fear of bees, but he supports them.

-Shortsighted and needs contacts, because I said so.

-Forgetful as crud, and the others need to remind him of things a lot.

-He May be the baby of the band, but don’t get me wrong- he can probably pick you up, toss you, and not break a sweat.

-Good relationship with his bandmates, and everyone else just has a feeling to protect the boy once they meet him.

-Holy crap this guy has some self-worth issues.

-Once went on a roller coaster that broke down. Never going on one again.

-Has a sweet tooth, and can easily be manipulated by that.

-Jesse, Aaron Z., and Robaire are like his older brothers, while Aaron T is sort of a dumber version of himself.

-He has a bit of a problem with mistaking his I’s from his E’s in writing, but he easily fixes this once he realizes.

-His parents were pretty rich, if I guess correct.

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Robaire

-Worried parent of the band.

-Still gets freaked out when a fan says they want to kiss him.

-Exceptionally good at dancing, and has an amazing voice.

-The leader of the band. 

-Keeps them all going in one direction. (oNe DiReCtiOn)

-I’m sorry but he still can’t use his keyboard on his computer.

-Tunes in to weird romance movies, with his heart and his soul.

-church boi

-tends to get carsick a lot

-had a falling out with his parents after joining the band

-he’s actually one of the dumbest in the band

-likes batman, and will fight against the Superman fans…

Person: yo Superman good

Robaire: ahem, he has weird eye problems, and has a hairdo like alfalfa

Jesse: (whisper shout) ro! we talked about this!!!!

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Aaron Z

-quiet little bastard

-dirty minded

-often picks up tae like he’s a cat

-wants a cat, but the band won’t let him because he killed his goldfish by feeding it animal crackers

-naps everywhere

-athletic boi

-NoBodY gEtS mE mOm

-will swear at interviewers

-protective mun

-that older sibling who you pretend to hate but you’re actually happy that they’re there

-t’s best friend. hes just got a vibe

-probably puts notes on his food in the fridge, ahem.. ((Z’s food. Do not eat or I will throw you out of the window.))

-no grammar issues ever

-constant sighing in the background

-just done

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Jesse

-will constantly insult the monalisa, wondering how she could even be popular, when she’s got no EYEBROWS

-also a concerned parent

-shakes his head a lot

-insomnia

-nyctophobia

-got butterflies in his shirt. will never be the same again.

-wears little bracelets from his kids

-brings up his kids to management a lot

-has a good reputation with management

-coffee is the only reason he is alive today

-“i cant do this anymORE PUT THE PHRICKING LAWN MOWER DOWN T”

-is mainly the one to use like, the one braincell that the band shares

-teases robaire about baguettes and oui oui oui’s

-steals Tae’s nail polish and puts it on, if he ever feels like it

-eats toast with Nutella every morning, period.

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Aaron T

-jokester 

-happy-go-lucky

-jumps on couches, and 100% of the time falls onto the coffee table

-he makes it seem like nothing, but he actually plans out how to make his bandmates feel better, in any situation at all.

-will often pick up gross bugs and throw them at people, management included

-only got one ear pearced, because he was too scared. not that he’d ever tell anyone he was afraid though

-has demons in his head, that he never lets out

-he has this vibe, that can make everyone smile. its like his happiness is contagious

-right before he had joined the band, he had been roofied at a bar, and still has trouble going to public restrooms

-when he’s upset, the band will immediately realize, and debate on how to make him feel better 

-the band knows he doesn’t like it, but they’re all very protective around him, and try to shield him from fans sometimes

-will never miss an opportunity to jump onto jesse or robaires backs

-they don’t mind it though, they know that he only does that when he’s stressed, and needs human contact

(those were just a bunch of me making his life hard. ANYWAYS)

-speaks reeeeaaaally fast

-snorts when he laughs

-currently the reason why robaire and jesse are mentally aging at an elevated pace

-likes horses, a lot

-once tried to stack all 56 of his hats onto his head. did not end well

-almost caused jesse to drive off a bridge, and WASNT EVEN IN THE CAR-

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#4town headcanons #4town #4town jesse #4town aaron t #4town Aaron z #4town robaire #4 town robaire #4 town tae young #4 town tae #yes #i made t’s life a nightmare #im sorry

[apotelesmaa]

Watched the devil wears Prada and literally what the hell are u guys on about with “boo Nate Andy should have girlbossed her way up the ladder at runway” but she didn’t want to. She was still an underpaid assistant fighting tooth and nail for a job she didn’t care for. She was perfecting the role she was playing because she was smart and the job was becoming her identity beyond even just a big break. It was consuming her. Nate was right to break up with her (& I would have been fine if they’d stayed broken up) because he was also right about the job being her big relationship. If Andy truly wanted to continue like that it would have had to happen regardless because it just made their lives so incompatible. But Andy did not want to be Miranda’s underpaid assistant for the rest of her life. That was the entire point of Nigel’s whole “for the first time in 18 years I get to call the shots in my life” “she’ll pay me back when the time is right (lying to himself)” and Miranda’s divorce breakdown/“I see myself in you” “everybody wants to be us” that’s literally why Andy quit. There is a reason the movie had a callback to “a job millions of girls would kill for” because some girls DO want to live the life she lives, like Emily, but she didn’t. Because she did not want Miranda and runway to own her for the rest of her life like Nigel and she did not want to end up twice divorced unable to hold down a relationship like Miranda. That’s Like Her Entire Character Arc. I didn’t really care about Nate or their relationship I think he was just a vehicle for Andy’s character development which is a beautiful reversal of “girlfriend only exists for boyfriends character development”. The movie is about Miranda and Andy & everyone else is there to emphasize certain aspects of their relationship. Emily is what she starts to become Nigel is her future Nate parallels Miranda’s husband Christian is the thing tempting her towards becoming Miranda 2.0 (ditch your boyfriend, come meet this editor, wow you’re defending Miranda you’re turning to the “dark side” that’s so sexy etc) like he specifically is the idealized boyfriend she could have if she wanted to be Miranda 2.0 (likes who she is becoming) But she doesn’t. She wants to be a reporter who writes about stuff like the janitors union which is also why that’s brought up twice. Bookending the interviews.

#incredibly incoherent. i could write an essay on this though. the movie is solely about Miranda and Andy. everyone else is just a prop. #nate isn’t a real character. nate is the life Andy wants. etc. #shaking you by the shoulders. do you understand. it’s not about being a girlboss. she doesn’t want to be a girlboss. #if you want that kind of movie watch legally blonde.

[letstalkwhump]

Let's Talk Whump

Welcome to Let’s Talk Whump, a series of interviews that spotlight the amazing people in our whump community! I’m Malice and I’ll be your host today. 

Here today to talk all things whumpy is the fabulous @experi-sketches!

Thanks for joining us today, @experi-sketches! Do you mind kicking us off today with some facts about youself?

Hi, I'm Katie! I'm a 30-something with a pretty boring day-job in bank operations. I've always loved all things creative - as a kid that meant drawing and playing the viola, but as an adult I've found that what I really love is writing! When I'm not writing, though, I enjoy cooking, reading, spending time with my partner & loving on my pup, a 12-year-old pit bull/german shepherd mutt named Cleo who is an absolute doofus. I am, in fact, a lover of all dogs and will happily smoosh any pup's face or give them belly rubs. I tend to be quite shy, and I'm a bit of a clueless geezer when it comes to social media (I'm really not very good at it lol) but I love getting a chance to meet new folks in creative communities!

What does whump mean to you?

I enjoy the versatility of whump; to me it's any story centered around a character who endures intense struggle or suffering - be that emotional/psychological/physical, or maybe all three - and is changed in some way by that experience. I've always loved stories where the protag has to fight tooth and nail to survive, like *really* fight, and whump tends to have that in spades. The drama of it is just *chef's kiss* so choice!

And how did you find the whump community? What made you want to join?

So, to be honest, I kind of fell into whump by accident? When I started posting my current project on AO3, "An Iron Blood Tale: Iron and Gold," I was feeling anxious because it dealt with some very dark/violent themes that I'd never written before, so I wanted to try and make sure that I included enough relevant tags so people knew what they were getting into. One day I was perusing other stories on AO3 in the master/slave tag, trying to see what types of tags similar authors were using, and this word 'whump' kept coming up. I had no idea what it meant so finally I googled it. When I found out what it was I had this lightbulb moment like "Omg, this is exactly what I'm writing!" Whump was the tag I'd been searching for without knowing it, and once I started using it, I not only started to reach folks who enjoy the same kinds of stories I do, but I also realized that there was a whole community of them! I suddenly didn't have to feel self-conscious about the dark content of my story, because I could serve it to people who actually wanted to see it. It made me feel like I'd finally found a home for "An Iron Blood Tale."

Finding the whump community really feels like coming home, doesn't it? Do you think your view on whump changed since you joined?

Well as mentioned this is all pretty much a new world for me! So I'd say no, still kind of figuring things out lol. I will say that my perception of the community has changed, though. Like many newcomers to a community, at first I was afraid to engage because I was constantly worried that I might say something silly or post something that could offend or upset someone, so I tended to just lurk quietly in the background. But I've since come to see that most folks here are actually quite sensitive and accepting! For a genre that deals so many with dark themes, I've found the people here very kind and welcoming.

Do you have a favourite whump trope? Or more than one, it's so hard to choose sometimes!

I enjoy anything that includes power dynamics, particularly unbalanced power dynamics, although I feel that's sort of a given for whump. Since I've started writing "An Iron Blood Tale" I find myself more drawn to slavery tropes & also dub/non-con, mostly because I like seeing how other people handle those topics and again, power dynamics lol. I also tend to lean more towards emotional/psychological whump - give me a character who has to battle internal demons along with external ones!!

Now you have to hype yourself up! What's one of your favorite pieces you've written?

Well literally the only other complete work I have posted on the internet is "Wham, Bam!" (NSFW) which is slice-of-life m/m erotica. It's about a fellow in rural Texas who grew up closeted and bullied, and who gets his world turned upside down by an attractive and selfish stranger.

I wouldn't say it's whump, or at least not very much so, but the protag in that story, Harvey, is definitely fighting through some emotional and psychological hangups that were beaten into him during his childhood. It's on my AO3 if you're interested!

Otherwise my big project at the moment is a fantasy novel called "An Iron Blood Tale" - very whumpy long-format story about a young man named Jerre whose village is raided by elven invaders, and as a result he becomes enslaved to a disgraced nobleman named Arna Sindri. It's also very much NSFW, (deals with slavery & NON-CON, PTSD & physical, emotional and psychological torture so please be warned) but I would say the predominant focus is on Jerre's struggle to cling to his humanity while he fights to find a way to escape a world that is very strange and dangerous to him!

I do like some good emotional and psychological whump! Would you mind sharing what your writing routine looks like?

Oh I'm definitely more productive in the morning. I get the bulk of my writing done on the weekends - maybe I'll do a *little* writing during the week, but usually after a long day at work all I have the mental energy for is some editing/revision. On saturday and sunday I like to get out of bed around 6 AM or so, (partner & dog are still asleep at that point so I have the whole house to myself, which is a rare delight,) make some coffee, and just write as much as I can. I tend to write long-format things and I've found a few tricks that work well for me - admittedly none of them are very unique but hey, they do work!

First, I've got to have the right soundtrack while I'm writing. Music is so helpful, it puts me in the right mood & gets the creative juices flowing, and it literally helps me visualize scenes better. In particular I love 'movie trailer music' - artists who write orchestral music used for trailers and stuff. It's great because it's not associated with an *actual* movie so I can use all those epic vibes I feel while listening to it to manifest my own characters and stories. In particular I like Kevin Graham's music, and there's this youtube channel called Really Slow Motion that's also great. Highly recommend if you're looking for some epic music to write to!

Second, I don't write chronologically. I tend to write stories/chapters completely out of order. I already know all the Big Stuff that happens b/c I like to plan the plot in advance, so I'll just write whatever scene I feel inspired to write that day. Over time the gaps between those scenes shrink and then eventually all I have to do is fill in the blank spaces between scenes and boom! I have a completed draft.

Last: I don't worry about what I write being good. It's a thing I hear a lot of writers say, but it's so, so true. I tell myself that the point of a first draft is simply to *exist*, and then I just slap whatever garbage leaves my brain onto the page. I don't judge myself if it's awful because I can always go back later and revise revise revise to make it better. Letting go of the need to make everything perfect on the first try has made my writing time so much more productive and fulfilling.

Sounds like you've got a strong routine. Is there an easy thing for you to write? What do the words usually flow for? Is there something you struggle with writing?

I always feel like action sequences or Big Dramatic Events flow the best for me. If Jerre is getting attacked or experiencing some kind of trauma or torture, or if there's a battle, or a fist fight, or an argument - you know, big, action-y things. Where I tend to struggle more are those quieter, more intimate scenes between characters. Soft, tender dialog, or a moment where a character is alone with their thoughts, or struggling with their inner demons, stuff like that. It's so hard to make those scenes land correctly and not seem tacky!

And is there anything you're working on at the moment?

So my big project right now is "An Iron Blood Tale" over on AO3 It's kind of taken over my life. There's going to be two books, "Iron and Gold" and "Soot and Blood." I kinda mentioned the set-up for the first book "Iron and Gold" above - Jerre's village is raided and he's enslaved to Arna Sindri, and with the help of his fellow prisoner Emrik he tries to find some way to escape. The second book, "Soot and Blood," continues Jerre and Emrik's story as they struggle to navigate the traumas of their pasts while also tying to save the continent from the elven invaders who destroyed their lives. I'm currently drafting the very last chapter of book one, and doing *tons* of revisions on the chapters I've already written. But I…I cannot even wait for book two. I've written some of it already, but I'm actually crying inside to devote 100% of my attention to it - book two is where shit really gets real!

That sounds son awesome and I can't wait to read them! IS there any writing advice that you'd like to share?

Write whatever you want and whatever makes you happy - write for yourself. If you love what you write, chances are other people will sense that and love it too.

And also give yourself the freedom to be a bad writer! Seriously. The hardest part of writing is just making that *very* first draft, so just slam out whatever rubbish comes out of your brain, and who cares if it makes sense or not? Once it exists, you can go back and make things 'good.' And what even is 'good' anyways? It's all subjective! If you just remove the pressure of trying to make things perfect on your first try, it frees you, and you become so much more productive!

Oh, and find some good music to listen to while you write. Feel like most people know that one already, but it's so true haha

Finally a shout out to your favourite writing/whump blogs, bffs or people who've inspired you.

I'm kind of embarrassed to admit that I'm still so new here that I'm kind of trying to find my sea legs! Like I said, I'm pretty shy, so I've mostly just been lurking and poking around through the whump tags here on Tumblr and also on AO3…there's so much that it's kind of overwhelming! I do want to give a little shout to @burntcoffeewhump, though. They've been super amazing and supportive of my story, and they've even pointed me towards some other whumpy blogs & stories that I've been checking out! You're a true hero haha

Anything you'd like to add?

Please feel free to say hi! Drop something in my asks, leave a comment on AO3, @ me on twitter - I'm trying to get over my nerves and get more involved in the community, but I'm always excited to say hi and meet new folks!

Thank you so much for joining us today! It was great to have you on the show!

And to all you folks at home, have a whump-derful day!

[paceypeternathanslawyer]

In the past year it’s become abundantly clear just how much of a Pacey/Joey shipper Joshua Jackson was and is. It’s really changed how I view Pacey and Joey. 

That TV relationship is so unique in how the sexual tension and the chemistry barely if at all diminishes once the couple gets together. There are so many incredible TV relationships and a lot of them the chemistry does diminish once they get together. That’s not even necessarily a bad thing. Especially with slow burns, I don’t feel gipped because we had the buildup for so long and it’s nice to see the relationships in all different eras and contexts. With that being said, I find it so incredible and fun to watch Pacey and Joey’s relationship unfold.

Since learning more about Josh and Katie I would attribute that to two factors....

1. Josh and Katie dated in real life for some time, they then broke up but remained best friends throughout the entire run of the show. You can really see how comfortable they are with each other. Also based off of comments made by Josh and Katie, they were clearly still attracted to each other on some level and that came through in their absolute crackling, fire chemistry! Josh has said how his favorite scenes to film were with Katie. They had so much fun together even taking the sexual component out, they were such great friends who loved to work together and that came through.

2. Something that has come into clear focus in more recent months is that part of the reason that the chemistry never diminished is that I believe that Josh and Katie... but especially Josh... was fighting tooth and nail for a Pacey and Joey endgame. The writers tried so hard to keep those characters apart because they knew that it was electric whenever they were together and whenever they put them together, Josh and Katie would force Pacey and Joey into the spotlight. I believe with all my heart that this was a distinct decision made by Josh to not allow Pacey/Joey to be forgotten. We know that when Kevin originally wrote a Dawson Joey endgame that Josh went to Kevin and fought for Pacey/Joey. In every interview he’d say how he wanted Pacey/Joey to be together. You can see that dedication even in S5 when the writers were trying their damndest to make everyone forget about this iconic couple.

All this to say... Thank you to Joshua Jackson who is the captain of the Jacey ship and I don’t know where we would be if not for him... we probably would have to live in a dark world where Dawson and Joey were endgame!

#dawson's creek #pacey and joey #pacey x joey #joey x pacey #jacey #poey #otp #joshua jackson #katie holmes #dawson's creek cast #pacey witter #joey potter #the wb

[lunaetis]

[ my inactivity is likely to continue this week and i apologize for that ! to clarify, the past week i had been mobile-bound due to being on-site at the event ( preparing / setting up / on-site support ) and this week i’m going to be real busy due to two marketing campaigns i’m responsible for.

to add to that ( but in a more positive vibe ), i passed the panel interviews for the job i wanted & now i’m given a week to work on a business case in order to give a presentation to the said panel which requires me to draft a plan and make the slides ( yes that is on top of the campaigns i’m doing for my current job ) SO I’M GOING TO BE VERY, VERY BUSY THIS WEEK. leisure writing is unlikely to happen due to deadlines & stress. BUT I AM GOING TO GIVE IT MY ALL. I REALLY, REALLY WANT THIS JOB SO I’LL FIGHT TOOTH & NAIL TO GET IT.

tl;dr spotty activity & probably no writing until the next week due to irl stuffs. ]

#.ooc #[ i SRSLY HAD TO PASS LIKE WHAT ... 4 ? 5 ? INTERVIEWS ??? #TO GET TO THIS BUSINESS CASE PRESENTATION THING & THIS IS #THE LAST ' TEST ' #I MUST PASS #TO GET THIS JOB #& I WILL BRAVE THRU ALL THE CAMPAIGNS I HAVE TO DO AT MY CURRENT WORK #ON TOP OF EVERYTHING #TO MAKE SURE THIS PRESENTATION WILL BE PERFECT #I WANT THIS JOB SO BAD I'VE BEEN WORKING AT MY CURRENT ONE FOR ALMOST 5 YEARS #I NEED IT I WILL DO ANYTHING IN MY POWER TO GET IT EVEN AT THE COST OF PULLING ALL NIGHTERS I WILL DO IT ]

[strayheartless]

I just keep getting huge Adam's family aesthetic vibes from your coven poly au and I'm living bc I love the Adam's family

and Halloween and witches xD

so some halloween town, Sabrina the teenage witch, hocus pocus vibes

plus throw in my fave polycule and some goth aesthetic which i also adore

I'm gonna live off your au if u don't mind xD

Not at all, I’m happy to share.

Big influences for the AU are:

Practical magic

Hocus pocus

Interview with a vampire (the book)

Halloween town

Nightmare before Christmas

KH Halloween town (so NBC but make it more JRPG)

Adams family

Wednesday

The craft

The first twilight movie (mainly for the visual aesthetic and music vibe and not much else)

Magnus Bane from the shadow hunter chronically (NOT THE SERIES!)

Twitches

The original Sebrina

Probably the wizards of Waverley place too

Christabel by Samual Taylor Coleridge had a little bit of a hand in Sephiroth’s creation.

Charmed

Dracula

The vampyre

Lord Byron… just him

The cure

Siouxsie and the banshees

Joy devision (I grew up with a goth aunt, I got an ✨education✨)

David Bowies black star album (cause I’ll fight tooth and nail that it’s a gothic album)

All sorts really. Mostly though they are based on my brother and his girlfriend…

He is a golden retriever; she is possibly the most baddass goth witch I have ever met.

#ffvii #ask #ask answered #anon ask #anonymous #goth witch partners #goth witch boyfriends #influences