#like bro come up with a more creative SPOT

[chrisrin]

Is there a thought process behibd which gentrolls have horns and which don't?

i gave it to the ones that i thought needed it to complement the design, or where it felt really significant to have them included! or if i could fit it in there without it being too disruptive to the rest of the vibe.

so like, for eridan and kanaya as pearls I think it would've been a bit off on them, but for someone like vriska where aquamarine already had the little ribbon-bits, it was easy to shape that into her horns!

#gemstuck #chris talks #to be fair #like #equius + sollux + aradias horns could probably go and it wouldnt take too much away from their design/recognizability #but i think they're implemented well enough that they look neat either way #good question though op! #i only was kinda thinking abt it during the designing #i didnt really design the trolls as like a Group #it was definitely me individually with each one thinking #“how do i take the gem im using and mix it with their character” #rather than “how do i make them all look cohesive together” #which is why like 3 characters have a gem on their left shoulder i didnt intend that and only realized it after #like bro come up with a more creative SPOT #3/12 WITH IT ON THE SHOUUULDER??? CMOOON

[seungkw1]

halloween night — ksy

⛧ pairing: kwon soonyoung x fem!reader ⛧ theme: strangers to lovers, nonidol!au ⛧ word count: ~2.5k ⛧ warnings: smut, swearing, praise kink, oral (m. & f. receiving), softdom!hoshi, petnames (f. receiving - baby, pretty girl, etc.), unprotected penetration (stay safe kids), tiny bit of fluff at the end

your halloween night is going pretty lousy — that is, until you meet a handsome, tiger-print-wearing stranger at a party

♡ moodboard by @myhimbomingi ♡

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“You look fine. Stop worrying, you’re gonna have a good time tonight!”

You stop fiddling with your skirt and look up at your best friend with a sigh. ”I can’t believe you talked me into wearing this stupid thing.”

Halloween is, in your humble opinion, the greatest holiday ever invented. You always love putting together your costume, something unique and creative each year – which is why you feel like a fucking idiot standing here dressed in a cliché sexy nurse costume. But, you needed to get your shitty ex off your mind – it had been two weeks since you found out he was cheating on you – and what better distraction than alcohol. Hell, you might even find someone to make out with if you drink enough. Not your usual M.O., but fuck it.

Now that you’re here though, you’re starting to have second thoughts. Your best friend Mina is bubbly and sociable, so she thrives naturally in a party environment – you, not so much. To make matters worse she’s the only person you’ll know here, so you’re now realizing how awkward this whole thing is going to be. Wishing now that you had worn something more comfortable, you slap on a fake smile as you step inside. Here goes nothing, I guess.

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Mina spent about 15 minutes introducing you to everybody as you did your best to engage in polite small talk, but she eventually got absorbed in chatting with some old friends while you inadvertently joined a very boring conversation with some cryptocurrency bros where some guy named Chad or something was going on about bitcoin. You pretended to be interested in whatever Brad was saying, but you kept zoning out. Stifling a sigh, you went to make your escape. 

“I’m gonna use the restroom, I'll be right…”

Nobody even looked at you. Brent had moved on talking about stocks or some shit. You rolled your eyes as you walked away. Assholes.

The other room was too crowded for your liking, and so was the kitchen. Spotting the back door, you quickly made your way outside before anyone else could talk to you. 

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The cool October breeze hits you as you practically burst through the door and out onto the patio. You know you’ll probably get chilled before too long, especially in this dumb miniskirt, but the crisp air feels delightful. The relative quietness is a relief too. Taking a few moments to breathe, you start to relax, but soon enough your mind drifts back to your ex against your will. It’s not like you miss him – you’re definitely over that jerk – but you’re still extremely pissed off about the whole thing. You feel tears starting to form as the anger wells up inside you – you hate that you cry when you get mad, which only makes you even more upset. 

“God fucking dammit,” you mutter under your breath as you go to wipe your tears away before you start full-on crying. You know bottling up your emotions isn’t ideal, but neither is having a breakdown at some stranger’s house.

You can have your breakdown later, you tell yourself firmly. Just not right now. Don’t make a fool of yourself, just hold on out for a couple more hours and then-

“Are you okay?”

You nearly jump out of your skin at the voice coming from behind you. Quickly turning around, you find yourself face-to-face with a ridiculously handsome stranger. The man is so striking it takes you a few seconds to process the horribly tacky, bright orange tiger-print shirt he’s wearing.

“Jesus Christ, you scared me,” you say as you collect yourself.

“I- sorry, I didn’t mean to…” he says, his sentence trailing off.

You both stand there for a moment in silence. You find yourself trying not to blush at how good-looking he is, but you notice him noticing your low-cut top but trying to act like he didn’t notice it. Yeah, that is not helping…

The man clears his throat. “You just seemed like you were crying or something and uh… sorry, I guess that’s not really any of my business…” he apologizes, turning red. “Sorry,” he repeats, “I’ll leave you be…”

“No no it’s okay!!” you blurt out, perhaps a bit too fast. “I mean, you can stay, I don't mind.”

“Are you sure? If you want to be alon-”

“No, I don’t,” you interrupt before he goes to turn away again. “I mean, I did originally, but uh…”

What are you doing?? You literally don’t even know this man.

You ignore the voice inside your head. Fuck it, didn’t I say I wanted to find a hot stranger to make out with tonight? Here’s one right in front of me.

You introduce yourself and stick out your hand. His face turns into a soft smile as he takes your hand in his – he shakes it firmly, and you try not to think about how strong he feels. He locks eyes with you and holds on to your hand for a few moments too long. Your heart seems to skip a beat. 

“Soonyoung,” he replies. Letting out an even bigger grin, he finally lets go of your hand. “Nice to meet you.”

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You don’t even know how long you two have been sitting on the patio couch talking. All you know is that not only is Soonyoung incredibly handsome, he’s also funny, charming, and easy to talk to – and, he’s clearly very attracted to you. Usually it takes a number of drinks before you get flirty, but the tension between you two is too strong to resist. It’s taking all of your willpower not to drop everything and kiss him – and the way he keeps stealing quick glances of your lips tells you the feeling is reciprocated. 

Despite how flustered you are, it is pretty chilly out, and eventually you start to shiver. Soonyoung notices and gives you a concerned look.

“Oh shit, we should probably get you inside.”

You glance back toward the chatter of the house party regretfully, not wanting to go back in and be amongst everybody else once again. But you are getting cold.

You look back to Soonyoung and you both sit there in silence for a few seconds. A sly smile creeps back onto his face, and he hesitates for a moment before suggesting, “Or… we could get out of here.”

You can’t help but grin back at him.

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And so you find yourself on Soonyoung’s couch, straddling his lap, making out with him – the cheesy horror movie you had put on in the background long forgotten. Time seems to be at a standstill as you press your lips into his – softly at first, but more intensely with each kiss. His muscular arms tighten around your waist, pulling your body even closer to his, and a small moan escapes you as he pushes his hips into your core. 

Soonyoung stops kissing you momentarily so he can look at you. “You’re so fucking pretty, you know that?”

His low and raspy voice sends a jolt through your stomach. Your skirt has risen up over your hips, leaving your underwear as the only barrier between your pussy and the growing bulge in his jeans – you push yourself into him even further and this time he lets out a moan as you feel his cock twitch against your aching cunt.

Grabbing onto your waist he pushes you over onto the couch and rolls over on top of you. He kisses you again, his hand cradling your face, his body weight pressing down on you as you feel the blood rushing through your veins. He kisses you for a few moments more before he jumps up, pulling you along as he leads you into his bedroom. 

He stops right before the bed and pauses to look at you, his hand delicately tracing your neckline. “You know, I really like this costume, but I think I’d like it more off of you.”

You let out a laugh as you roll your eyes at him. You begin to unbutton his shirt as you reply, “Well I don’t really like it at all, so you can definitely help me get rid of it.”

He grins back at you. “You look incredible, but I will happily oblige.”

Grabbing the hem of your top, Soonyoung pulls it up over your head and tosses it behind him. He pulls his shirt off too, disregarding the rest of the buttons, and you have to keep your jaw from hitting the floor – to say he was toned would’ve been an understatement. 

He grabs you by the arms to pull you in for another kiss, and you place your hands on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin. You slowly run one hand down the defined curvatures of his abs until you reach the waist of his pants. Your lips still pressed against his, you begin to undo his belt and unbutton his pants.

Getting down as you undo the zipper, you pull down the band of his underwear and his cock springs free. You run your tongue up his length, your mouth stopping to take just the tip in between your lips as you taste his juices before taking him in your mouth. Soonyoung lets out a groan, and you begin to slide his cock down your throat – slowly at first, but as you begin to pick up the pace he places his hand on the back of your head, making sure you take his entire length with each motion.

“Look at me,” he commands.

You look up at him, his cock halfway in your mouth still, your lips red and your eyes teary from choking on him.

“That’s my pretty girl,” he murmurs, his voice gruff and low.

He thrusts into your mouth a few more times before he pulls your head back up, his cock glistening with your spit. 

“Stand up for me.”

You quickly stand up – it’s impossible to ignore how wet you are at this point.

Soonyoung takes you by the hips and gently pushes you down onto the bed. “Get comfy baby.”

You rest your head against the pillows as he situates himself between your legs. He lifts your skirt up just enough to reveal your visibly soaked underwear. 

“Fuck, you’re already this wet for me huh?” he says he starts kissing your inner thighs, close enough to your entrance to make your clit throb but just far away enough to drive you crazy.

He teases you with one finger tracing over your clothed cunt, sending a shiver down your spine. Not giving what you want just yet, he reaches his hand behind your back and unclasps your bra, taking it off of you. 

“God, you’re so hot,” he says as he begins to kiss your breasts. You let out a small whimper as his hand makes its way back down to your clit, his thumb circling over the fabric gently.

Finally, he reaches his hands under your skirt and slides your panties off, his face resuming its position right in front of your cunt. You let out a hiss as his tongue makes a stripe over your folds, slowly taking in your wetness – you cry out suddenly as he begins to suck on your clit. 

Soonyoung goes down on you for what feels like an eternity, only stopping here and there to shower you in admiration.

“You taste so good, baby.”

“Fuck, you’re so hot.”

“Pussy so pretty for me.”

Just as you feel the heat welling up inside your body, he slides his fingers inside of you. The vibrations of his mouth moaning on your clit combined with the pressure against your g-spot nearly sends you over the edge.

“Fuck, Soonyoung – I’m gonna cum…” you cry.

“Cum for me, baby.”

Your orgasm rushes over you as you grab him by the hair, cumming hard on his mouth. Out of breath and seeing stars, you start to come down and your body relaxes into the bed – you run your hand through his hair as he delicately kisses your soaked pussy, his mouth and chin covered in your juices.

Soonyoung comes up to give you a few soft kisses on the lips. Wrapping your arms around his back, you pull his warm body into yours. His erection presses up against your still-throbbing core – you try to position your entrance right on top of his cock but he teasingly pulls away and starts kissing your neck instead. 

“Please Soonyoung,” you beg.

“Please what baby? I wanna hear you say it.”

“Want you to fuck me.”

He kisses you on the neck once more before slipping his cock inside you, making you gasp at the sudden sensation.

“Mmm I made you so wet baby, you’re so perfect for me.”

He slowly starts sliding his length in and out of you, but before long you find yourself trying to ride his cock, trying to make him go faster – which only makes him slow down even more. He smirks, locking eyes with you – undeniably addicted to how much you need him.

“Such a little slut, you want me to fuck you harder?”

You nod, looking up at him – desperation in your eyes.

“Use your words baby.”

“Harder,” you plead.

“That’s my good girl.”

Soonyoung thrusts into you, picking up the pace this time, until he’s fucking you senseless. Your cries fill the room from the overwhelming pleasure, and much to his enjoyment you start to whimper out his name. 

“That’s right – say my name babygirl.”

You repeat his name as every inch of him continues to pulse into you, stronger with each stroke. 

“You’re taking me so well. My cock so good to you baby?”

You cry out something, presumably some form of yes, but you don’t even know at this point. You feel yourself start to climax once more. 

“Fuck, Soonyoung – I’m gonna cum again.”

“Cum with me, pretty girl.”

Electricity rushes over your entire body as your walls tighten around him, and you feel his cock pulsating as his cum fills you up inside. You both lay there for a few moments, his strong arms wrapping around you as you breathe heavily together. He slowly removes himself from you and rolls over to pull you into an embrace – him as the big spoon. You giggle as he holds you tightly and gives you little kisses on your cheek. 

“You know,” you admit, “I didn’t even want to go to that stupid party.”

Soonyoung laughs. “Well, I’m sure glad you did.”

“I am too,” you say as you begin to yawn. You are completely worn out in the best way possible.

He nuzzles into your neck, clearly also getting sleepy. He pauses a moment before he asks.

“Stay here with me?”

You can’t help but smile. “Okay,” you reply softly. 

You drift off to sleep in Soonyoung’s arms – blissful and content.

[end]

you can also find me on ao3 ♡

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[myslvtwritings]

Playing minecraft headcanons with the uppermoons (+Muzan & Enmu)

this will be a modern!AU (they’re still demons tho)

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(this is also my first post lmao)

Muzan

okay it takes a HELL ton of convincing to have Muzan himself play with you.

he views any sort of game as ‘dumb’ or ‘childish’

you try to remind him that it’s not in the slightest but it doesn’t do anything much (bro is stubborn)

he’s the demon king? why should he associate himself with the idiotic games mortals play?

eventually he goes give in (bc he loves you in his own weird demonic way..)

strictly on survival mode. doesn’t care what you do but he sees creative mode as a ‘easy way out’ and he wants to be a hard ass (no surprises here)

kills any mob in sight and any mob that comes near you (claims he does it because he’s the demon king and wants to overpower everything and everyone but in reality he just wants to look out for you)

loses his SHIT when he gets dies in the game (triggers his fear of death lol)

you made a joke about him being like the mobs in minecraft because they burn in the sunlight (like him)

he doesn’t play with you after that but he secretly enjoyed spending time with you! (shh, you’ll never hear it from him)

Kokushibo

doesn’t take too much convincing (thank god)

he lowkey enjoys trying out new things with you! you’ve always done everything for him so the least he can do is return the favor.

probably doesn’t really understand it at first so you gotta explain the game to him

gets frustrated easily in the game but it’s more of a silent rage. you take notice of it because his body language changes so it’s not exactly difficult to spot.

like muzan he’ll kill anything that goes near you. (he’s protective even in the game)

most likely will envy your game abilities. (it’s okay you’ll teach him!)

you find it cute that he’s so serious about it sometimes

The both of y’all share jobs in the game and end up creating a lovely little house!

spoiler alert he burns it down after he finds out you can burn things in the game. he did it for no reason whatsoever.

you don’t really mind all that much though. you’re just grateful you got to play with him!

Douma

douma loves and i mean LOVES playing with you!!

this man is bored. (like all the time) so doing something like this will definitely keep him occupied! but he may grow bored quickly because that’s just how he is.

he still adores playing with you though and wants to do it again!

he’ll praise you for how great you are at the game. literally head over heals for you<33

the type of mf to pick up a flower (specifically a rose) and drop it at your feet in the game.

pouts like a toddler when you don’t notice it:((

“Y/N?! didn’t you see the flower i dropped right in front of you!”

he’s clingy even in the game and will follow you around EVERYWHERE.

he is jealous of your building skills and begs you to build him a house💀

Douma’s fav biome is probably the ice plains spikes biome. anything that has to do with snow or ice!

he too also gets frustrated in the game sometimes and SUCKS at hiding it. he doesn’t have outbursts though (surprisingly)

most likely will rizz you up even in the fucking game😭

then after like a few hours of playing he gets bored and either wants to eat (women) or cuddle with you. (maybe both)

Akaza

Akaza is the most interesting to play with out of them all (because he’s just so goofy when playing)

the only thing that’s annoying is that he’ll chase danger quite literally for fun. he will fight anything. I MEAN ANYTHING.

i pity the mobs who (tried) to attack you..

game rage? it’s in his veins. (it’s semi-amusing to witness him get pissed off)

make sure he doesn’t punch a hole in your TV or your computer (whatever you play on) that shits expensive.

like during his battles bro uses only his fists to kill everything. weapons? nah. pro is anti-weapons. uses his fists for quite literally everything and will throw a fit when he dies.

he’ll praise you whenever you kill anything though! (he’s a sweetheart like that)

he’s like a guard dog even in the silly game. (over protective is an understatement)

he attempts to build you a house (it isn’t too horrible, surprisingly)

one time when the two of you were mining deep within the caves for diamonds Akaza found some and broke/mined it with his fist. (you got so pissed)

he apologized and found you some new ones though! thankfully, he didn’t use his fists to break the block this time.

overall, Akaza really does enjoy playing with you! he grows fond of it and now playing minecraft with him is one of y’all’s favorite things to do together<33

Hantengu Clones

(i’m writing the four of them all together because i’m lazy)

want to know what’s more than chaotic? playing some challenging game with 4 very emotional demons.

At first Sekido immediately rejects the idea of playing the game with you and his three other brothers (the hantengu clones are brothers in this AU)

After a shit ton of persistent begging from you and Karaku and Urogi he only submits in the end and plays (mostly because of you)

Karaku and Urogi literally are beefing the entire time (Sekido’s rage is at it’s boiling point because of those two jackasses)

Aizetsu cries like a baby whenever he accidentally kills anything (except for the mobs)

whenever he sees a mob his scaredy-cat ass sprints away in the opposite direction.

Urogi and Karaku bully him RELENTLESSLY for this. (Aizetsu is a victim)

Urogi is the type to secretly go into creative mode grab a shit tone of diamonds or netherite and is like; “Heyy, lookie what i found!!”

no one falls for his bullishit.

they all protect you in the game and show off in front of you. (it’s embarrassing)

Karaku is surprisingly good at the game but like Akaza he’ll chase danger for fun.

Aizetsu only feels safe around you so he’ll follow you around and cling to you in the game so his two brothers stop harassing him.

Sekido only plays for a few minutes before getting aggravated and just abandoning the game as a whole.

(he is the type to punch everyone playing the game. even you sometimes but Karaku and Urogi mostly fall victim to his attacks)

Sekido surprisingly leaves Aizetsu alone.

the five of you try to create a world where it’s just peaceful (Keep on dreaming, kid. that ain’t happening)

everything goes downhill, half of the world is ENTIRELY demolished and all of you died over 1000 times.

playing with all of them is too chaotic. you can’t really take it seriously. You only can when you’re playing with one of the clones one on one.

y’all didn’t play again after that madness. 😭

Gyutaro

now Gyutaro here is the only chill one to play with. (finally a normal one)

like Kokushibo, it doesn’t take that much convincing! in fact, he agrees to it almost immediately.

at first he is confused and doesn’t understand how to play minecraft but he is a quick learner and figures it out on his own.

Gyutaro doesn’t have a preference for survival or creative mode. He just does whatever you want.

Whenever y’all play in a survival world you two share tasks and duties and actually create a pretty decent looking world!

he still has your back though. Will kill any mobs that interfere with his little home he created with you.

he enjoys building houses and is surprisingly really amazing at it! he finds comfort in building.

however, whenever you, Daki and Gyutaro all play together it’s mostly him and Daki arguing and being all competitive. It’s mostly Daki’s fault because she’s the cause for half of the mayhem that happens in the world.

sometimes Gyutaro plays even without you. (he grew fond of the game quickly and likes the game)

the both of you play together everyday and go onto the same world every time because y’all created a beautiful old-fashioned city on there. (he cherishes it immensely and is insanely proud of the masterpiece of a world the two of you made as a team)

Daki

Daki is infuriatingly annoying but also entertaining to play with at the same time.

she is a giant rage quitter like Sekido and Akaza.

throws tantrums frequently over the smallest things that go wrong in the game.

she will be jealous of any item you get that’s better than hers.

this lil shit steals everything you earn that’s better than what she has. (you notice every time)

you confront her about it and she has the audacity to lie. (like girl yk damn well)

you end up taking your stuff back and she will BATTLE you for it. (you win these matches every time. that alone only adds to her angered state😭)

she will deliberately quit whenever something doesn’t go her way but later come back and declares she wants to try again.

it’s like a endless loop because this happens every. single. time.

(she’s such a brat istg)

will always steal your diamonds and put them in her chest and say she found them first.

while you’re asleep she will secretly go into the world and take all your shit and you’ll wake up back at square one.

(lowkey you want to stop playing with her)

y’all barely even work as a team but when y’all it’s always ha fight (mostly her fault btw)

once she notices your frustrations. She’ll level it down for you so no need to worry! (this earns your respect)

but whenever y’all are in creative mode shes so much more fun and enjoyable to play with!

you two usually build big ass mansions together and with y’all’s godly building skills you two make an incredible looking house and live in it together!

Enmu

Enmu absolutely looooves doing everything with you! he says yes immediately when you ask him to play with you.

after all he’s your personal simp. this fucker will gladly do whatever you say w/o any hesitation.

Enmu has actually heard of the game ‘minecraft’ before but never actually played it and barely knew what it was really about.

oh boy, but when he does he becomes OBSESSED.

I kinda feel like he dislikes survival mode and prefers to be in creative mode! but if you like survival mode he won’t mind trying it out with you.

he likes killing the animals for fun.. will randomly slaughter anything even if it has a family (bro is a sadist after all)

you tell him it’s not necessary to be doing that but he doesn’t care nor listen.

his love language is building you trains in the game. (you love them very much)

Enmu is usually very calm when he’s not on a mission so playing this game only soothes him further and he doesn’t act overly crazy and zesty like he usually does around Muzan

Builds trains every time y’all play and is somehow INSANELY skilled when building them (??)

Similar to douma, he’s the type to rizz you up in the game.

Sulks when you don’t notice him when he attempts to.

He constantly nags you to play with him some more and gets a lil upset when you become tired.

“Oh, Y/N!, how can you be tired? we’re having soooo much fun!!”

forces you to stay up just so he can introduce you his own train world he made for himself. (he named all the trains)

you’re out cold after playing with him every time. High key finds it adorable when you pass out after hours of playing with him. He’s so amused how humans can grow tired so easily.

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[ccarrot]

sorry im gonna shoot out some gripes i got with popular skk content.

This is a hater moment. feel free to ignore

Dont like when people make chuuya so pathetically sad over dazai leaving the mafia like thats the only thing he's haunted about

I also dont like when people try to say he was acc celabrating dazai leaving. He obviously WAS upset theres a sweet spot on the middle

I hatehatehate when people make mori the bad guy in their dynamic when mori really was the one to support them the most

Why do so many of these fics follow this base pattern of "Dazai feels so depressed rn he's gonna kill himself, chuuya you gotta go save him"

There is SO MUCH of this!!!? Why does exploring dazai's mental health almost feel boring and overdone now what happened???

Corruption being commodified. Or. "Arahabaki is hurting my headdd :("

Basically i dont get why one of them always put in a caretaker sorta role.

Its usually chuuya, which i almost resent bc my bro chuuya's been stuck taking care over everyone his age and younger for most of his life. let him have a break. Let him be in a relationship where he doesn't need to be worrying about how to take care of someone else.

Ik fandom like on tumblr is a curated experience but ao3 feed isnt and in general skk and like other ships involving him fics tend to be abt dazai and dazai's trauma and what dazai needs. I do wonder where they're getting this content from

Isn't that the point of soukoku? That they are equals? Some of these dynamics dont feel equal.

Sometimes they make dazai a real *asshole* but say 'he's in a bad place mentally right now' so he's gonna be forgiven without much repercussion. Literally i'd leave him.

People need to expand chuuya's vocabulary outside the word 'fuck' like come onnn have you guys even seen some of the creative ass insults chuuya comes up with

It'd be nice for stormbringer content to be referenced outside the 'ohh chuuya isnt human' stuff.

This one's a general fandom thing but i dont like when dazai is portrayed as pathetic and needy. When can we get more spunky and capable shounen protagonist energy from dazai content?

#Im so sorry if it seems like im about to go down a d.azai hater arc i do genuinely like him a lot that should be obvious.

[lovestaysblogs]

another cinderella story

pairing: college au!jeongin x reader word count: 2121 genre: college au, fluff warnings: none network: @skzstarnet

Jeongin frowned at his friend’s bad joke. To be fair it was finals week. They had to find some humor somewhere because if they didn’t laugh, they would most definitely cry. He reached over to flick Jisung’s forehead,

“Go back to studying,” He deadpanned.

Jisung rubbed his forehead with a pout. “I’m trying, bro”. He groaned, “I don’t know why the hell I took this class in the first place.”

Jeongin chuckled, “It’s a required class Sung, you didn’t have a choice,”

“I know, I know but I’m a –”

“Creative writing major” They said in unison.

“We all know. You say it all the time,” Jeongin groaned and leaned back. “It’s college math bro, we all have to do it whether we like it or not,”

It was currently nearing dinner time and they both have been cooped up in the library from the day has started and they have yet barely reached anywhere.

“I give up. I don’t know why I even attempted to study,” Jeongin placed his head on his hands. “And I’m hungry,”

“We need to pass the class,” Jisung said trying to convince himself, “And I do not want to go through this hell again,”

Jeongin looked around, the library was full of tired and stressed out students. “If we leave and come back we’re probably not going to get our spot back.”

“Or, I could leave and you watch our spot?” Jisung looked over at him with a sly smile. “I could bring you back a coffee, please! Innie-ah please!”

Jeongin sighed, running his hand through his hair, “Fine, just go. You need it more than me anyways.”

Jisung barely took notice of his comment before packing up and leaving immediately. “I’ll find the best coffee on campus I promise!”

Jeongin would describe himself as an okay student. The university he attends now wasn’t his first pick. In fact, it’s more quaint than the others. But seeing that he still hasn’t declared a major, he can’t really be too judgy. 

He looked down at the foreign formulas in his book. Studying was not something that was on his mind at the moment. So with the lack of motivation and food in his stomach, he starts to scroll on his phone, praying that Jisung comes back soon.

The table he was sitting at shifted. He looked beside him to see a girl unpacking her books, basically setting up camp for studying beside him.

“Hi, uh that’s someone’s seat,” Jeongin said.

She turned to him and he noticed how put together she looked. Her twists pulled into a neat bun, wearing a sweater vest and dress pants paired off with the cliche black glasses frame. She was also wearing a mask but the way she frowned at him with her eyes in despair, when he told her she was in Jisung’s seat, tugged at his heart strings. He could tell she was a nerd, but at least, she was a cute nerd.

“Really? Oh no, the exam is tomorrow and my laptop is dying and this was the only open spot with an outlet right next to it.” Her soft voice brought back some life into Jeongin.

He suddenly felt re-energized. And who was he to turn down a study partner, especially one with such pretty brown eyes.

“Well, I’m sure he’s not coming back for now.” 

That was the half-truth, Jeongin prayed that Jisung wouldn’t come back for now. 

“You can stay here until he’s back,”

The bright eye smile you gave him as you pushed your glasses up, made him smile as well.

“Thank you so much!”

“No problem.”

After a shared silence, he glanced over to see you clicking away on your calculator. Your brows were knitted together as you punched in numbers and quickly wrote down answers, softly mumbling to yourself. 

“Is that college math?” He asked.

“Yeah, the exam is tomorrow and I’m so nervous,” You barely even glanced at him.

But he smiled again. “Yeah, I have it too. But you seem to know what you’re doing. I’m sure you’ll be fine.”

You paused what you were doing and looked up at him. He felt the gratefulness from your eyes.

“Thank you. But I don’t. And it’s no thanks to Professor Cho,”

“Wait, we're in the same class?”

“Yeah, we are”

“How come I haven’t seen you before?”

You looked back down at your notebook, and pressed your lips together, “Oh, you probably just didn’t take notice,” You said softly.

He scratched the back of head, feeling embarrassed.  “Well I should have. I can’t believe I’m only getting to know I had such a pretty and smart classmate all along.”

You laughed softly through your mask, “I’m wearing a mask, you can’t even see me.”

“I don’t need to when I know how gorgeous your eyes are already,”

There’s a certain warmth from you that’s pulling you towards him and he wants to find out more. 

You rolled your eyes, hoping the mask hid your smile beneath it, but Jeongin saw straight through it. Before he even got a chance to comment you changed the topic,

“How do you think you’re going to do on the exam?”

His shoulders slouched, “Honestly,” He chuckled, “It’s in God’s hands at this point,”

Your head fell back slightly as you laughed at him. It was to the point of people starting to shush you. You covered your mouth, trying to soften your laughter, even though you already had on the mask.

He liked that he made you laugh.

“It can’t be that bad?” You tried to offer little hope, before shaking your head, “No, it’s that bad. Professor Cho did nothing but yell all semester,”

“Or complain about –”

“No one wants to work these days,” You both said simultaneously.

You giggled looking over at him. His jet black hair slightly ruffled, most likely due to stressfully running his hand through it. His dimples really shine through, even when he barely laughs. His eyes glanced over at you and you both made eye contact. 

“You’ll do fine though,” You said softly. “I see you and your friend in class and you always have the long ass worksheets he sets for us done,”

“You saw that?” His eyes widened, “Damn, how come I’ve never seen you before?”

He truly cannot believe that you two have not crossed paths before. He was almost mad at himself for not taking notice of you. It’s amazing how in such a short time, he managed to feel so comfortable with a complete stranger. He really wanted to get to know you more. He can’t imagine how much more beautiful you were unmasked. 

You laughed, “Maybe it’s the mask. You just didn’t notice me” 

But his eyes narrowed at you, “Maybe it is,” 

His hand slowly reached out towards your face, “Can I?”

You nodded. 

As his hand gently touched the face covering, you both jumped apart at the sound of someone clearing their throat.

Jeongin looked up to see Jisung and cursed in his head. Of course he picked the worst possible time to come back.

“Uh hey, that’s kinda my seat,”

And apparently Jisung was set on cockblocking him too.

“Oh! Sorry, yeah. My laptop’s done charging anyways.” You said quickly packing up your stuff. 

“I’ll see you around Yang Jeongin,” You said, “Good luck,”

Jeongin looked at Jisung out of the corner of his eyes. “You couldn’t stay away for five more minutes,”

“Bro, I don’t know why you’re attacking me. You’re the one that gave up my seat to a random girl. Why were y’all so close anyways? Do we know her?” He said handing the coffee over to Joengin.

Jeongin rolled his eyes as he took a sip, “No. But she knows me. And I was getting to know her.” He sighed leaning back into his chair, “The only good thing to happen to me tonight was her and I didn’t even get her name bro,”

Jisung shrugged, “She left her calculator here though,”

Jeongin sat straight back up, “Wait what,”

He grabbed the calculator and examined it, realizing there’s no name on it. Instinctively he stood and rushed out of the library, but he didn’t see you around.

“Damn it, the exam is tomorrow and she doesn’t have a calculator,” He mumbled to himself.

Dejectedly walking back into the library, he saw Jisung packing up. 

“Did you find her?”

Jeongin shook his head. 

“Maybe you’ll find her tomorrow man. But let’s call it a night because I have a feeling we’re not getting anything else done tonight.”

He shook his head again, “Nah, you go ahead. I wanna stay back,”

Jisung shrugged and left him behind.

The sun was blaring down on Jeongin at the exam center. He woke up early and went there just so he could see the girl with the mask again, in hopes of giving her the calculator before the exam.

It was now five minutes before the exam and still no sign of her. He looked down at the pink calculator with a frown. Before one last hopeful look he turned around with a sigh about to enter the room.

“Yang Jeongin!”

A girl screamed running towards him. As she got closer Jeongin realized it was her. 

She came to a halt breathing heavily, “You have my calculator? Please tell me that you do?”

Her pretty brown eyes furrowed once again, reminding him of their first encounter. Her twists were no longer neatly pulled back but a bit more messy resting her on shoulders. Yet, wearing just a simple t-shirt with sweatpants he still found her beautiful. His eyes scanned the features of her face, the mask so rudely covered. Her full lips fixed into a frown and her round cheeks added to her cuteness. 

“I do. When I realized you left it, I ran out after you but you were gone.”

“God, I’m so stupid. I didn’t realize I left it until I reached back to my dorm and I had to study using my phone calculator. If you know anything about phone calculators and how inconvenient they are, you can imagine how stressed I was. Not to mention I thought it was gone for good and calculators are so damn expensive nowadays and I got that ages ago and –” Your hands flew up to her face in despair as her breathing got worse. 

He gently reached out to your hand and placed your calculator in it. “Breathe.”

And so she did. 

Their eyes locked together once again as Jeongin smiled at you, “I’m sure you studied well and you’ll do well. Now let’s go so we never have to go through Professor Cho again,” 

You laughed. He really liked that he could make you laugh. “You’re right,”

When Jeongin left the exam room, he saw you outside waiting for him. 

“So how was it?” You asked with a smile.

He shrugged, “It was okay. But I think it’s because I saw you again as to why,”

You laughed and shoved him slightly, “You play too much,”

“How was it for you?” He said.

“It was good. Thanks again for bringing my calculator,”

“Of course. I had to find you again,”

“Why?”

“Because I want to get to know you,”

You looked down, suddenly feeling insecurities rise upon you. Why would he want to get to know you? 

“I forgot to wear my mask today,”

“So?”

“I…I was just saying that’s why I look different. You’re probably not really interested. It was probably the illusion of the mask,”

He placed a finger under your chin, raising your face up, forcing you to take eye contact with him. “I mean what I say, I want to get to know you. And without the mask, I think you’re beautiful the same,”

You felt your face warm up and if you were a bit lighter, you’re sure you would have been caught blushing.

“Let me take you out,” He said boldly. “After finals. It’ll be worth your time I promise,”

“You don’t even know my name,”

He used his other hand and tucked a twist behind your ear, “What’s your name pretty?”

“Y/N. My name is Y/N,” You said with a soft smile.

He smiled at you back. Your name was beautiful as you were. “Would you go on a date with me Y/N?”

“Yeah, I would,” You said with a giggle. 

“You know, I’m actually really glad you left your calculator,”

You gasped and hit him playfully, “You play too much,”

He laughed as he gently took your hand and walked with you. He knew that you were glad too, you just didn’t want to admit it as yet.

a/n:

reblogs help other people see my fics and it lets me know that you liked it that much to reblog 🥹🫶 so please reblog! i appreciate it.

omg this is the longest fic i've written! i hope you enjoy it T.T please please let me know.

i take feedback and criticisms as long as you're nice. i tried to play with the point of view here. if you notice it hopped between third person omniscient and second person. i tried my best to switch it when it was appropriate. let me know if it was good or not. also!! i'm trying my best to not write the same character (both the boys and y/n) in each fic. i really want to diversify it and really make them feel real and raw. with each post is me practicing so i'm really trying my best here. i hope to get better :')

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It's finally here! A chaotic piece brought about by this post that somehow turned into another love story between Loki and the reader. Whoops.

Summary: The guys try a bunch of angel-themed pick up lines on you to see which one makes you fold.

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word Count: 1.7k

Warnings: none. this is fluff.

Things to be aware of: cheesy pick up lines

"These are terrible. Who actually thinks that these work?" you heard Natasha groaning from the common room. "Because I was praying so hard? Really?" 

"The one about taking off your shirt so he could see your wings made me want to put them in a death grip," Wanda chimed in. "Although something tells me they might actually like it if I do, so I'll have to blast one of their appendages off, I suppose."

"Alright, what has you two in a quest to chop off limbs? Again?" you asked as you walked in to the common room, Wanda immediately scooting over so you could sit between her and Nat. 

"The guys here are trying to see if they could get us to fold with cheesy angel-themed pick-up lines. Tony's convinced that it's all in the delivery. So far he's not proving his theory right." Nat looked like she'd rather endure getting her teeth pulled out than having to receive another line, so you decided to relieve your friends. 

"Alright boys, these two look jaded and ready to cut your throats out, so consider me their reliever. Gimme your worst." You pointed at the direction of the guys with a 'come at me bro' motion. 

"I wanna try, Miss Y/N." 

"Go ahead, spiderling, but pro tip? If you wanna pick a girl up, let's start by not calling her Miss. Makes us feel older than we are." Peter grew red at the advice but nodded and stood up, straightening his shirt and shoving his hands in his pockets. 

"Will you tell me about your home, Y/N? I wanna know what Heaven's like." 

You nodded your head slowly, as if you were grading his line. "Your delivery lacks confidence, sweetie. You're gonna need some more time mentoring with Stark if you want his swagger to rub off on you."

"My turn," Wilson boomed, standing and doing a comical swagger type walk, clearly taking this entire exercise as a joke. Just like you were. "Y/N, does it hurt to always spend Christmases sitting on top of a tree?"

You furrowed your eyebrows at him. "Why would I be—"

"Because we always put the angels on the top of the tree," he finished with a move to smoothen his brows that had you bursting out in cackles. 

"Well I can't say anything about the trees but I do like spending my Christmases, and any other time of the year really, on top," you answered with a saucy raise of your eyebrow that had majority of the men in the room either doing a spit take or choking on their drink. 

You heard your friends cheering you on from the railing at the top of the stairs. "That's our bitch right there!" Nat hollered. 

"Alright I'll have a go at jellybean over here," Tony announced, standing from his seat and walking over to you with his signature 'Yeah I know I'm hot shit' walk. "I gotta make some training simulations just in case we ever have to face off against angels. You never know. You mind if I use you as the reference?"

You did three slow claps. "I will give you points for creativity, Stark. You still can't get a woman to fold with that line, though. Sorry." 

"I still want to get you scanned for that training sim, though. I’m not kidding, jellybean." 

"Just say when, Tony."

"May I have an attempt?" Your body felt like it froze on the spot at the sound of Loki's voice floating across the common room. Tony and Sam threw you knowing smirks before the former retook his old seat. Asshats. The two were the worst offenders when it came to giving you shit about your crush on the raven-haired Asgardian. 

"Uhm…sure, Mischief. Knock yourself out." You straightened your stance and fought to keep your composure as he took slow, purposeful strides towards you. "Although I'm pretty sure you'll get any woman to fold because fuck it that voice should be a registered weapon," you quipped as he crossed the distance to you. 

He chuckled. "You flatter me, little mortal." He tucked his fingers under your chin, making you look up at him, into his eyes. Focus, Y/N. Don't fold, don't fold, don't you fucking fold. "My mother used to tell me of a legend, that the Norns had crafted an individual for each of us so perfectly, so exquisitely, that when we meet them the only thought that will come to mind is 'There you are. Finally. I've waited centuries to reach you.' I once believed those tales to be pure works of fiction, to give one hope in a hopeless world. But upon meeting you, darling Y/N…"

"Mischief, this doesn't sound like a pickup line," you whispered frantically as he placed his thumb on your bottom lip, coaxing your mouth to form a pout, and used his free hand to tuck a stray lock of hair behind your ear.

He leaned in until your noses were touching, and then he spoke again. "There you are. Finally. I've waited centuries to reach you." 

"Fucking hell, I fold," you breathed out, staring at him with wide eyes, your heart thumping so loudly in your chest you could swear that Nat and Wanda could hear it from the second floor. "You win, Mischief." 

You saw his expression drop just a fraction as he released you, backing away by the slightest. 

"You're gonna need to teach us that, Reindeer Games," Tony quipped from his seat. "So…you win, pick your prize." 

"I didn't know you guys were playing for a prize," you said, turning to face the others, not even so much as daring to look at Loki after…what ever just happened.

"Well earlier the prize was just to not get kicked in the nuts by Romanoff," Tony answered. "Tell you what, Rock of Ages, you go think what you want as your prize and then just text Y/N. Game's over, boys. Let's pack it up." 

You looked up towards Nat and Wanda who were now frantically motioning for you to come upstairs and meet them, and you took that as your cue to run out of the common room. "I'm not even into him but I have to say that would've had me fold, too," the Russian spy commented as you stepped into their arms with a frantic wide-eyed look on your face. 

"Y/N, my friend, that…that didn't sound like he was playing." 

You took a deep, steadying breath. "What're you talking about, Wan? Of course he was," you mumbled. "I'm gonna go out for lunch today, you two wanna come with?" 

You received a text in the middle of lunch that nearly made your heart start sprinting and almost made you choke on the sandwich you were trying to chew.

I meant it. Every word. Come to me when you're ready. I'll be in my chambers.

"Y/N, you look like you've seen a ghost," Wanda prodded, her tone laced with concern. "What's wrong, dear one?" You showed her the text. "Fucking finally." 

"Fucking finally what?" Nat asked as she got back to the table. You showed her the text. "Oh. That. Well it's about damn time." 

"Excuse you two?? Something you wanna share with the class?" you all but shrieked in the middle of the deli. 

"You might wanna put the mozzarella stick down until after we're done telling you," Nat advised and you stopped yourself from taking a bite. "Mischief's had the hots for you. For months. You've been too busy having the hots for him and making sure that he doesn't figure that out, to even notice. We were hoping that he'd finally fess up when he asked if he could have a shot at the game earlier, and look at that, it finally happened. Hence, fucking finally." 

"So we should finish our lunch, go find you a cute outfit, so that you can be ready for him," Wanda said, wiggling her eyebrows at you, making you throw the mozzarella stick at her face. 

Two hours later, you were back in the tower, wearing a black sundress that fell midway down your thighs, and a gold belt around your waist, making your way to Loki's room. You took a deep breath as you rapped on the door before you could change your mind.

Almost immediately, the door opened to reveal the god in loungewear set in his signature green. He looked at you with a softness in his eyes as he reached for your hand. "Come in, darling." 

As soon as the door closed behind you, you started, "What did you mean--"

Before you could get another word out, he gently pushed you against the closed door and laid his lips on yours. The shock of his actions admittedly caught you off guard, but you quickly shook that off and placed your hand behind his neck, returning his kiss and weaving your fingers through his hair. 

"I know what I want," he murmured against your lips as he lifted you into his arms, making you wrap your legs around him, effectively trapping you between him and the door. 

"You mean out of the game or out of life?" you breathed out, letting out whimpered moans as he pressed kisses from your jawline to your neck. 

"Both, darling," he breathed against your neck. "Out of life? I want you to become mine." He pressed another kiss and groaned against your skin. "But the game, my precious mortal…" he trailed off, kissing a path from your neck to your ear. "I will need your answer before I tell you that."

"My answer to what?" you gasped as he lightly nipped at your ear. 

"Will you be mine?" He punctuated his question by kissing the skin below your ear and then proceeding to softly suck on the spot, making you all but moan your answer. 

"Yes."

"Well then…" He trailed a path of kisses back to your lips. "As my prize, I want you—"

"You have me, Loki. I'm yours—"

"On top." 

Your eyes snapped to his, the air leaving you as you saw the devious smirk on his face. Oh. 

A/N: Fun fact…the working title for this story while I was writing it was "lines from the corn factory". That is all.

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You’ve done older sisters, but what would older brothers be like for them?

Ohh ok...love this. Hadn't really thought of this, but I'm invested now and picturing who they are 🤩 It's quite long...Struggled to find inspo gifs too

Pope's older brother would be the ultimate cool guy, always with a pair of headphones music blaring. Even the Kooks like him, not that they'd say that to your face. The guy everyone seems to know at the party. Very creative, works at a sign company painting or installing signs around the outer banks and sometimes further out. Teaching himself graphics design alongside his job, wants to start his own design company one day (this means he gets roped into making promo for the Heywards and other small businesses). Smart like Pope but downplays it big time so not much is expected of him. Very stylish and always looks good. Doesn't know what his little brother gets up to, but always covers for him when it comes to their parents wondering where he is. Gets on with the pogues the most out of the older brothers.

JJ's older brother I think would be someone that had shift based job and is coming and going at different hours. Part-time fireman? Handy man in between....(why am I picturing a young Matt Casey from Chicago fire 🤭) Short shaved dirty blond hair and physically fit. Can be a bit of a dick, but hey he's a Maybank...Tired of always trying to stop fights at home but doesn't like his little brother getting hurt. Tries his hardest to make money and give JJ some stability even if he doesn't quite know how. He makes more mistakes with his brother...he's still learning (JJ and him argue a lot). Pogues have a bet on who gets a smile out of him first and it's still running.

John B's older brother would be in the army. Sends home money for him but it's never on time. Come's home rarely, didn't get on with their father because of the years he spent searching for treasure. When he does come home, John B always reminds him "this isn't army bro, can't order me around." Joining the army was his way out of the outer banks. Let's John B fight his own battles, but gives him a few pointers on how to throw a better punch. Listen's to JJ's exaggerated stories and tells his mates back at base. Has a soft spot for Kie as she's always been the only girl and the boys tease him for softly speaking to her and being gentle.

Kiara's older brother is in with both the rich/poor side. Hangs around with Topper, Kelce and Rafe, but doesn't try to get too friendly with them. Networks at every kook event and then parties with his friends to de-stress. Doesn't like JJ or John B (sorry), thinks they are a bad influence on his little sister. Works with their parents and studies business part-time. Want to say he was popular at school and was a star athlete at a sport, lots of girls like him. Kiara teases him about his group of fan girls waiting for him after games etc. Does have a steady girlfriend now though, that their parents approve of. Tries to get Kiara in with a kook crowd, but after her fall out with Sarah she was never interested in trying to fit in. Knows of Pope's older brother and hangs out with him during parties, but has never spent time with him outside of that.

✨ There you go. I struggled with Kiara's brother, the others weren't so difficult. If you have any other requests let me know! I'm still writing a few more requests that were sent :) - Yiiyii

Please do not take and post my creations, you may reblog/like but do not take and claim as your own.

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OKOK HEAR ME OUT WHAT IF THE PASTAS ESPECIALLY MASKY HOODIE AND TOBY REACT TO Y/N JUST LAUGHING THEIR FACE WHEN THEY TRIED TO MANIPULATE THEM

How masky, hoodie, and toby would react to you laughing at their attempt to manipulate you.

Masky:

I think he'd be shocked more than anything tbh.

Like, if you randomly started laughing at him while he was trying to manipulate you, bro would be shell shocked 😭

Especially if you have one of those loud Windex bottle laughs. (like me)

It would definitely take him a minute to process what just happened.

He'd probably have to leave the room for a second.

"y/n.. you know I love yo-"

"PFFTT"

Yeah, he'd have to step out.

Cause in his mind he's like a master manipulator

You crushed his dreams 💔💔

He's actually really good at it, but if you know manipulation tactics, it's pretty easy to spot when he's trying to manipulate you.

Toby:

He'd just keep trying

if you started laughing, he'd try to calm you down so he could continue trying to manipulate you.

Toby is very... creative when it comes to manipulation.

So if you started laughing at him he'd just come up with something new, right on the spot.

Making you laugh 10x harder

Like I said before, he's insecure so after a while of you laughing at him, he'd start to get mad.

Then that anger would turn into hurt.

He'd cry.

Very hard.

Then he'd get mad again if you still kept on laughing, especially when he's literally crying on your shoulder.

How could you be so inhumane y/n.. (/j)

Hoodie:

He'd genuinely think he'd driven you mad.

Especially if it happens more than once.

He'd make you take an online mental health assessment, just in case.

It'd catch him off guard, 100%

He wouldn't react like the others, he wouldn't shut down or keep trying.

Let's say you two were in a car, he was driving and you were in the passenger seat.

He started doing his thing, yk trying to manipulate you and you just burst out laughing.

He'd just stop talking and give you a weird look.

Maybe even a side eye.. 😧

He wouldn't try again until the next day.

If you laughed again, he'd just stop all together.

From his point of view if manipulating doesn't work, he has other methods of making you stay.

SORRY THIS WAS SHORT ☹️

ty for reading - M

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coachella with timmy headcannon !!

COACHELLA headcanons….

timothee chalamet x reader

sorry this took way longer than expected! hope you like them and i can creatively put my own spin on this and im not copying off other ppl's headcanons ^^

warning(s): mentioned drug use, alcohol

We all know he loves his privacy, and this being your first Coachella together he first wanted to be very secretive about his relationship with you, but he doesn't care anymore (as long as you don't mind)

Let them see , he's having the time of his life with the love of his life; he knows it comes with the job, the price of fame - cameras, paparazzis, gossip

If you're a celebrity like him, the first time they spotted you with him they thought you were just a fling to be forgotten or some wannabe social climber

But you were with each other the entire weekend and were seen with him even after - so they knew you guys were serious

The it couple, the fashionable couple who were always up to date with trends but were not blind followers either. You guys were trendsetters, not caring about gender labels on clothing, exchanging/sharing clothes that fans recognized from the past and during the shows when you were pictured together

Mix and match of designer wear, ready-to-wear, handpainted/custom pieces, thrift stores/department store clothing or even your plain walmart/target pieces alongside vintage just matched so well together but really showing how artsy and cultured of a couple you two were

He was very handsy with you, very confident with his PDA because he was as lucky and happy with his love life as in his career and he had nothing to be ashamed about

You both wanted to enjoy the night without being disturbed/bombarded as you weren't technically working but polite fans asking for photos (separately or even together with you both haha) here and there are pretty fun and they're chill so it's not a big deal and you all have fun

First night you decided to stay sober while he could go off the rails (at least with supervision or you and his friends/bodyguards) so he could let loose in a controlled environment lol

(whether you take dr*g$/dr!nk its up to you babes)

You never got to really know tim's team and his friends for a longer period of time than a single dinner with them so getting close to them this weekend was really fun too

"Bro we'll hang out with her more than you now byeee" they really liked seeing him with you and like you best out of all his exes (that they remember) so they treat you as one of their kind

Tim gets super happy seeing you included and getting along with his friends so naturally and having so much fun

Introducing you to Billie Eilish and The Weeknd, friends of his who've snuck you both in VIP

Billie jumped to hug you right as you were introduced to her, telling how she has heard so much about you and how she's finally met the person behind the name ksjds

You guys are like siblings right away same sense of humour and talking about how you met Timy (or even how you make music too and your processes and talking about it with Finneas as well and maybe a possible collab)

You've seen Abel perform but never had the chance to really get to know him personally; he was very welcoming and loved having you on the set with him

Abel always teased Timmy when he was going to bring his "special someone" that he was so lovestruck about

Heck Abel maybe even would love to have a music video with you starring in it or with both you and timmy too because he knows his magnetic songs deserve a magnitude like you and tim

Between the heat you always eat the finest, he'll always spoil you with the best food, and remind each other to stay hydrated in the hot ass desert ksjds

you feel like you're high on something/drunk on just the entire festival, on him by your side, his skin on yours, peppering kissing against where your neck and shoulder blades meet

He walks around coachella with your lipstick smeared all over him after a makeout session not so hidden well behind some bush where the tents where placed,

giggling around like lovesick teenagers who can't keep their hands off each other

Like that post-concert drop of the euphoria, when the adrenaline of like watching stages back to back/ the energy of the crowds/ fireworks,

you're both exhausted after a jampacked weekend but you wouldn't have it any other way <3

#timmy #timothee chalamet #timothee chalamet imagines #timothee chalamet scenarios #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet one shot #timothee chalamet fluff #timothee chalamet headcanons #timothee x reader #timothee chalamet fanfic #fanfic #fluff #celebrity imagines

[winterfelbae]

I stumbled upon a random LP almost 10 years ago. At the time I was deeply depressed and had barely any friends. From there I started watching Minecraft and GTA and fell more and more in love with AH the more I watched. And then I discovered RT as a whole. RT Podcast, Immersion, Million Dollars, but, On the Spot, Free Play and many more projects. Suddenly I had something to watch and comfort me every single week if not day. I watched the RT Podcast live for years, watched every LP as soon as I could so I could have something to laugh about every day. I watched some of these people grow into amazing human beings. If I think about how people like Gavin and Michael were at the beginning to now I get so emotional.

Watching Geoff overcome his alcohol addiction, seing AH members and others building families, grow beyond the company, seeing the love those silly people that you watch have for each other used to and still does make me so happy. I used to have Minecraft & 7 Days to die LPS going in the background all the time because their voices were comforting to me. There literally wasn't a single day where I didn't consume RT's content in some shape or form. And then there was the RH situation. Suddenly everything I watched felt tainted by his influence. Everything that used to comfort me suddenly didn't anymore. And for a while I tried to keep watching AH because other than RH I admire everyone so, so much. But with Geoff taking a backseat, Gavin not appearing as much, Fiona & Jeremy leaving I just lost interest. And with my other favorite shows gone (or changed) like RT Podcast, On the Spot, Free Play etc. I stopped watching RT comepletely.

But with the news of Rooster teeth shutting down I'm suddenly reminded of all the good times that were had. During the times I watched AH I was probably the most creative when it comes to making gifs and such. I watched a random Coup LP yesterday and I laughed my ass of. And then I watched the stream they did earlier today and I cried my fucking eyes out. If you knew me, you would know that I do not cry that often and definitely not over a span of an hour. Seeing people that I admire and respect so much like Barbara, Trevor, Geoff, Jack, Jessica, Kerry, Chris and others tear up talking about how much they all love each other and gonna miss spending every day together really just reminded me why I fell in love with the company. Because in the days before Full Screen and Warner Bros etc. Rooster teeth never really felt like a company to me, it felt like a family. And even if I haven't watched any of the recent stuff they made I still feel so upset for them. And I honestly just wanna say thank you to everyone who ever worked at RT for making so much (mostly) free content for us to consume and love. I wish every single one of you all the the best and hope to be able to support everyone the best I can in the future.

PS. I wanna give a special thanks to everyone behind the scenes who kept all the shows I watched going. Production, Broacast etc.. PPS. While I do admire everyone at the company I wanna especially thank all of the AH members for making me laugh so many fucking times. I also wanna thank all the founders for creating this beautiful company in the first place. I could name so many more people but this post is long enough as it is. Thank you for reading.

#roosterteeth #rooster teeth #text post #personal shit #just had to get these things out of my head #sorry for rambling

[ihauntyoursocks]

Lavender and Honey and Fresh Laundry

I wrote a little fic for Sanders Sides with Virgil and Thomas, it’s mostly just some hurt/comfort and a bit of a study on how Thomas is feeling about all the things happening to his sides, and him, because honestly I haven’t seen much focus on him in fics and I think that’s a shame. TW for disassociation I think, but it’s really mild. Also this is all very platonic by the way, just bros comforting each other.

Actual summary:

Thomas… Thomas was having a hard time dealing with all the emotions after SVS and POF and all the arguments between the sides, he just, he was tired.

They were arguing again. This was an almost weekly occurrence normally, but after Dec-Janus’s “acceptance” it’d been happening more often. The arguments had been getting worse too, more personal, barbed insults, it hurt to hear them speaking like that to each other. He just didn’t understand, all their main goals were for him to make sure he was happy, and successful, and safe. But they could never agree on how to go about it. He supposed that made sense, they all represented parts of him, and those parts all create who he is in wildly different ways. Honestly he was tired, and sad, mostly sad honestly, his sides, they were almost his family. And boy that felt weird to think, that the parts of him given human form were family, but they were. And they seemed like they hated each other.

It was worse this time. He thought he might’ve spotted some tears, though he couldn’t remember from who, it was mostly just a blur. Roman was yelling at Janus and Patton. Logan seemed to be supporting Janus and Patton, thought he seemed to be taking his own side more often then anyone else’s, and he was more angry then he usually ever was, even on a bad day. Remus wasn’t a part of the argument, but he had popped up a few times to offer his… opinions. Virgil… Virgil looked almost trapped, and panicked, the embodiment of anxiety rarely ever looked this conflicted. It hurt. All of it hurt. He just wanted to help settle this, so they would stop hurting each other. And stop hurting him by association, can’t exactly create anything creative or try and create a schedule for the day if your Creativity and Logic are just as fucked up as you were.

He saw Logan’s eyes flash orange a few times, during the argument’s, when he got really angry. He was worried about what that meant, whether it would hurt Logan, whether it would hurt any of the others.

Roman seemed more defensive and angry than ever, his feelings of what seemed like inadequacy shining through when hit with some particularly biting remarks. He really wished he could tell Roman that he was his hero, that nothing could change that, that he was wonderful and powerful and worthy of everyone loving him.

He couldn’t take it anymore.

He sat down slowly, crouching onto the floor and then carefully folding his legs into a criss-cross position that was probably going to be uncomfortable in a few minutes.

He put his hands over his ears.

He knew it was probably immature and it looked stupid and he should probably say something instead of just… shutting down. But he couldn’t, he couldn’t talk, he couldn’t say anything, he just wanted them to stop.

No one noticed him sit down, all too preoccupied with each other. Until, Virgil looked over at him, seemingly just to get a feeling of what he was thinking of the argument this time. He did a little double take when he saw him on the floor. He glanced to the others and then slowly began moving towards him to sit as well. The others didn’t notice.

“Hey Thomas,”

“Hi Virgil,”

“Are you… okay? Do you want my headphones? They don’t seem to be stopping anytime soon, and my headphones have pretty good noise-cancelling,”

God how had he ever thought of Virgil as a villain? It was how he was trying to come off, being anxiety and all, and how he thought of anxiety. But still, the emo was actually just… trying to help, at any time. Anxiety is a defense mechanism. He should’ve remembered that sooner. Much sooner.

“I’m sorry I ever thought of you as a villain,” he blurted, without really thinking, or responding to the question he was asked.

“Oh, uhm…” Virgil stuttered at that, he looked like he didn’t know what to say. Funny, Virgil never stuttered.

He took a breath and continued, trying to fill the silence, “I mean, I know that you were filling that role I thought anxiety was supposed to be, and that you guys are based on my perception of you, but still, I should’ve remembered all those lectures in middle school about how anxiety is mostly a defense mechanism, and that it isn’t so much a bad thing as just, a thing that happens and I’m so so sorry,” he didn’t take many pauses during that statement. He probably should’ve, so it didn’t sound as jumbled and scattered.

“Yea-yeah, yeah, thank you” Virgil stuttered again, was what he was saying really that shocking? It was honestly something he should have said a while ago. “I-I get it, I understand what you mean, but, don’t feel bad about it, I was trying to play the villain, because I thought that was what would make you all listen,” he took a deep breathe and continued “but that wasn’t right wasn’t it? Honestly I help better like this, when you all trust me, when Logan and Roman and Patton are there to help as well,”

Wow, this certainly wasn’t how he was expecting this to go, having Virgil sit with him was already a mild surprise, but actually having the conversation they both should’ve had when he first told him his name? Huh.

“You do know that, don’t you?” Virgil said, roughly, “I trust you too, and we work best when we trust each other? Honestly I was expecting you to have more of a reaction when I told you… the thing,”

“Oh, yeah, the thing” he looked up at the others, still arguing, oblivious to the quiet conversation happening at their feet. “Honestly Virgil? I think that the whole ‘there are dark and light sides’ thing is stupid, I mean, there are no evil parts of a person, just pieces of the puzzle,” glancing at the ground he continued, “You taught me that, and Janus, and I’m sure even Remus truly is an important brushstroke of the painting that makes me,”

“Yeah, maybe you’re right, Thomas,”

“I would like your headphones though, yes, they are so, so loud, and I want to be in a better headspace when I try and tell all of them what I told you to be honest,”

Virgil quickly dug them out of his pockets “oh yeah of course! Here, just hook them up to your phone,” he plugged them into his phone, and the soft sound of an orchestra filled them. It was really nice. He started to lean on Virgil, ever so slightly, his jacket was soft, and it smelled like lavender and honey and fresh laundry, and honestly, he was just… tired. Virgil let him, glancing down at the man now adorning his shoulder with a slightly panicked look. Virgil was always a bit anxious ( hah ) about physical affection with others. This is totally normal, he thought, just a guy leaning on the embodiment of his anxiety listening to orchestra music while his other facets argue about moral obligation and personal flaws.

In spite of even everything that had happened, that would still happen, he thought everything would be okay. It was going to be some work, a lot of work, but they were going to be okay.

So sorry if this is wildly OOC I haven’t written much of them and I’m still getting used to it, also I know similar convos to this have happened in canon in the show but I wanted to do a full conversation between the two just by themselves.

#sanders sides #virgil sanders #thomas sanders #sanders side fic #ts sides #platonic #my fic

[buttherainbowhadabeard]

The Beauty of Barbenheimer

A combination of the COVID-19 pandemic and a surge in streaming platform content has made life very difficult for cinemas in recent times. Why venture out, find a parking spot, queue for snacks and sit with strangers in the dark when you can watch whatever you like from the comfort of home, right?

But convenience can come at a cost. Our at-home screens and digital devices have been dominated by superheroes, seasons and remakes of late, and fatigue is starting to set in. Franchises have ballooned so much that even die-hard fans are finding it hard to keep engaged, let alone keep up. This bombardment of unimaginative content has left many lovers of cinema bored.

Enter the Barbenheimer phenomenon.

Dubbed Barbenheimer due to the dual release date (July 20th here in Australia) of Warner Bros. and Greta Gerwig’s ‘Barbie’ and Universal Pictures and Christopher Nolan’s ‘Oppenheimer’, these films have been smashing it at the box office, persuading people to return to their local cinemas in droves.

Sure, a saturation of ads, interviews, trailers and exclusive clips have had something to do with their success so far, but it’s mostly been fuelled by a desire for fresh stories and a contagious case of FOMO.

The notion that both movies are best experienced in the cinema surfaced organically with the hype, and a healthy dose of cross-promotion from the creatives of both sides has been yet another driver for record ticket sales.

Nolan is known for his large-scale epics of practical effects, big sights and even bigger sounds, so it was only natural that ‘Oppenheimer’ was going to be promoted as a must-see on the big screen.

Veteran Nolan collaborator Cillian Murphy (who plays J. Robert Oppenheimer, the “father of the atomic bomb”) is mesmerising is his first, proper leading role in Hollywood, and is backed by an all-star ensemble cast that includes Emily Blunt, Matt Damon, Robert Downey Jr., Florence Pugh, Josh Hartnett and Kenneth Branagh. And Ludwig Goransaon’s suspenseful score acts like a character of its own.

Although most of us knew a bit about The Manhattan Project, the Trinity test and the subsequent (and horrific) bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, very few of us knew about the man behind the story.

‘Oppenheimer’ is an explosive, 3-hour look at his early life, his work and relationships, his obsession with quantum physics and his eventual role as the face of the Atomic Age. It’s about the biggest, global gamble to date (the bomb was either going to exacerbate all wars, end all wars or end the world), and it plays out in typical Nolan fashion with staggering IMAX camera visuals, going from the dusty desert vistas of Los Alamos, to the black and white colour gradings of claustrophobic courtrooms.

Gerwig on the other hand, is best known for acting in mumblecore movies and directing arthouse style, female-led films like ‘Little Women’ and ‘Lady Bird’.

‘Barbie’ is her first turn at a blockbuster, with an ensemble cast that is yes, mostly women, but has some stellar supporting male actors in the mix. With a picture-perfect Margot Robbie at the helm, ‘Barbie’ follows the titular Mattel doll’s journey from Barbieland into the real world, where she is confronted with an existence that is wildly different to her own.

Hilarity (and some heartfelt moments) ensue, with Ryan Gosling stealing every scene he’s in as her peroxide blonde, lovesick sidekick Ken, plus some fun supporting performances from the likes of America Ferrera, Issa Rae, Kate McKinnon, Michael Cera, Will Ferrell, Simu Liu and Kingsley Ben-Adir.

Gerwig’s plastic fantastic, feminist world gives off serious summer vacay vibes, all technicolor blue skies, hot pink dreamhouses, glittery dancefloors and sunny beaches - with a super catchy soundtrack to boot!

With one movie about a bomb and the other about a bombshell, on the surface, it looked like they were going to appeal to two very different types of moviegoers. But we couldn’t have been more wrong, and hallelujah for that!

People have turned Barbenheimer into an event, getting big groups together, dressing up and booking back-to-back screenings. There’s even merch and memes, but more importantly, there’s hope. Hope that Hollywood still has more to offer than CGI, stunts and sequels.

In their first three days in the theatre, Barbenheimer generated a whopping $244.5 million dollars combined. If that’s not the definition of going off with a bang, I don’t know what is…

‘Oppenheimer’ 4/5 stars. ‘Barbie’ 4.5/5 stars.

#barbie #oppenheimer #barbenheimer #christophernolan #gretagerwig #margotrobbie #ryangosling #cillianmurphy #emilyblunt #mattdamon #robertdowneyjr #florencepugh #americaferrrera #michaelcera #willferrell #cinema #movies #boxoffice #blockbuster #barbieland #barbiegirl #manhattanproject #trinitytest #atomicbomb #worldwartwo

[irishpotato19]

Wylde Brothers Headcanons

because I can and I love them

I got tired of staring at the hands on my sketch and trying to draw them, so here's some headcanons for the bros...they make sense to me, idk about you lol

-Holy hell are these two boys so similar but so so different

-Both are cocky and hotheaded as hell, Kurt's mellowed out a bit, but is still cocky and stubborn

-Get serious ego boosts always

-Kurt's an eye roller, literally all the time. Or has super dry comebacks and snarky remarks ready on the fly and tells the worst dad jokes

-Both don't trust people very easily or willingly, and tend to self doubt themselves...they're kind of insecure (especially Mark when put on the spot)

-Both have really good hygiene, I know we poke fun at Mark for being the type of guy to wash his face and ass with the same rag, but come on, look at how clean they are...they actually both have really good sense in fashion and clothes (whether they try that is)

-Both tend to keep to themselves, quite introverted, unless they have to talk to their teams or do something for work...

-Mark spends a lot of time with friends/the metal maniacs, but has a very low social battery

-Kurt spends time with the Teku or in clubs with other racers and people he knows, but again would rather be by himself. I'd like to say he's a social butterfly, but just naturally, not by choice

-Neither one likes to look stupid or be wrong

-Both are very crafty and hands-on, Mark more so than Kurt, but they are both very creative...it's a good outlet for them

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-Kurt's at least 6-8 years older than Mark, he called Mark his "kid" brother...I feel like 10 years or more apart would be too much, and 5 years apart would be too close

-But Mark's taller than Kurt by a few inches and holds it over his head

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-Both can actually sing quite well. Kurt's a little flat here and there, but has a very soothing voice. Definitely a baritone, but also an alto

-Mark is the better of the two, but hates singing in front of others, was caught one time and totally turned beat red...he can sing lullabys like a god and his accent shows through every time

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-To go off of the accents, they most definitely were raised separately by different parents at times. Kurt somewhere in California or on the west coast, while Mark was stuck in New York or Boston areas

-Explains why they aren't very close and have different accents and mannerisms. But they did try for the longest time to stay close, until it got to be too much...Mark definitely missed Kurt, and looked up to his older brother

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-Both are softies deep down, very good with kids and pets/animals

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-Mark sometimes fakes having a really low gravelly voice, it works for his badboy-I don't give a shit-vibe...but he does get kind of high pitched when pressured or scared or self-conscious

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-Kurt is a really good cook and knows quite a few recipes; Loves fancy restaurants and is a health food fanatic...had a red wine stash

-Mark is the opposite and can't cook to save his life, he has tried though, and somehow set the microwave on fire...lives off of pizza joints and bachelor-like prepped meals

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-They would both make terrific dad's

-I also feel like they would be good to either a baby girl or boy, but just something about them raising a baby girl would make them ecstatic...they just give off girl-dad vibes

-I feel like Mark would be better at taking care of kids because he still acts like a kid sometimes, and kids like him more, for what reason no one really knows

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-Kurt can actually dance, like almost any style...a beautiful ballroom dancer

-Mark can not dance, but will do his best, he doesn't care if he embarrasses himself as long as other people/friends are getting second hand embarrassment from him

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-In a relationship they'd both be very protective and supportive, they hate seeing their SO upset or hurt...loving and affectionate in almost every way, but sometimes don't show it because they don't want to be overbearing

-Kurt uses nicknames/pet names like; baby, darling, love, beautiful, something unique to his SO

-Think of Tramp from "Lady and the Tramp"

-Mark uses nicknames/pet names like; babe, baby cakes, doll, sweetcheeks, sweetheart, cutie, love, a unique joke for his SO

-Think of "Thomas O'Malley" from the Aristocats

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-Mark would grow a beard at some point

-Kurt would try to grow a beard or mustache, and then immediately shave it off, Markie would definitely laugh at him...Kurt just can't pull off facial hair, maybe stubble but he hates it

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-Both get nightmares quite frequently thanks to Gelorum, Mark more so than Kurt though

-Kurt hates needles

-Mark gets phantom pains every now and then where his left arm should be

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-Kurt's a Leo

-Mark's either an Aries or Sagittarius

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-Mark found a part of SpineBuster that was left over and made a bracelet and necklace out of it, still upset that his favorite car is gone...he put a lot of work into that thing

-He also cuts up his shirts a lot to show off his tattoos, or at least the one side for the metal arm cause otherwise it's kinda uncomfortable

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-Kurt's an early 2000's club music man...Pitbull, Flo Rida, LMFAO, just something with a lot of bass and talking about pretty/hot women

-Mark's more rock/heavy metal, but has a type of nostalgia or special place in his heart for Linkin Park, FFDP, and Papa Roach

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-Kurt's a suit and tie kind of guy, or matching track suit. He feels like he always has to look presentable, or like a professional in his element. If home by himself, or with a SO he'll lay back a bit and wear a white T-shirt and jeans or sweatpants

-Mark's in boots and jeans all the time, he sees no point in dressing up (unless you count an excessive amount of belts and gloves "dressed up"). But if a situation calls for it he'll wear a nice pair of pants and dress shirt or try to show up Kurt

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-Both have put on eyeliner at some point, whether as a dare or joke, or just cause they wanted to see if they could look like Bucky Barnes or Killian Jones at 3am...they just look like they crawled out of an emo cover band

-Both agree no one else can know, this dies with them...someone definitely got a picture though, but they don't know that

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#kurt and mark my loves ❤ #kurt wylde #mark wylde #acceleracers #hot wheels #character headcanons #headcannons #hot wheels headcannons #kurt and mark wylde #highway 35 world race

[dixiepeachie]

Pastel Plumbob Legacy Challenge

This is a 6 generation legacy challenge focused on all creative aspirations. I love the creative side of the sims and thought this would be a fun challenge. It is also a color-based challenge like not so berry, but pastel hence the name of the challenge 😉

The rules are simple, have fun with it!

Unlocking lifestyles is optional 

For the first generation, you must start with an adult(female) and an infant(either gender)(will be the next generation heir).

One of the rules for generation 6 is to paint portraits of each heir from referencing a photo, so make sure you take a portrait-style picture for each heir as an adult.

If you play this challenge please use the #pastelplumboblegacy hashtag, I’d love to see your gameplay 😊💕

Generation one - BABY PINK

You and your boyfriend of 3 years just moved into the house you bought together. You find out you're pregnant, your boyfriend says he's as happy as could be, but then one week before the baby is born he leaves in the middle of the night and you wake up to a letter saying "I'm not ready for this, I have to go. Don't coming looking for me." 1 year later(the baby is 3 months old), you are now a single mother who loves singing songs to your baby and knitting clothes for your close-knit friend group(1 BFF and your child).

Aspiration- Lady of the Knits

Career- Sell all crafts on plopsy

Traits- Creative, Cheerful, Loyal (optional. neat, good)

Lifestyles- Close-knit, Single and lovin' it

Rules:

Finish aspiration

Have only one child(made in create a sim)

Master Knitting & Singing skills

Generation two - MINT

You grew up very clingy, you never wanted to be away from your mom, she was all you knew. You were always jealous someone would take her away. You put all your rage and anger of not knowing your dad into working out and bettering yourself. You love creating things with your mom but you want to make more functional items that could be used for more than just wearing. You open your own business selling homemade candles and furniture, there you meet the love of your life and you love your children more than anything.

Aspiration- Master Maker

Career- Freelance crafter (this is your business)

Traits- Creative, Maker, Jealous (optional. family-orientated, vegetarian)

Lifestyles: Energetic, Health food nut

Rules:

Finish aspiration

Master Fabrication and Handiness Skills (Optional. gardening skill)

Name each child after nature

Generation three - PEACH

Your parents always told you to eat healthily and live a simple life. But you didn't just want to be simple, you wanted to be an actor/actress. You had all the boxes checked off, great looks, great personality, great charisma. You had it all. Maybe not the brains but somehow you made it big! You love being able to work when you want and LOVE going on vacations to the hottest spots in the world.

Aspiration- Master Actor/Actress

Career- Actor/Actress

Traits- Creative, Self-absorbed, Outgoing (optional. bro, self-assured)

Lifestyles- People Person, Frequent Traveler

Rules:

Finish aspiration

Master Acting and Charisma skills

Reach level 10 of career

Have only one child

Marry a coworker

Generation four - LAVENDER

You are the total opposite of your parents. You don't want everyone to know everything about your personal life. Your computer is your world and writing screenplays became a favorite of yours ever since your parents took you to work with them once and you loved the thought of creating a story and others acting it out. You also really love programming.

Aspiration- Bestselling author

Career- Decide between Writer/Freelance Writer/Self Publisher

Traits- Creative, Paranoid, Bookworm (optional. geek, cat/dog lover)

Lifestyles- Indoorsy, Techie, Sedentary

Rules:

Finish aspiration

Master Writing and Programming skills

Read 10 unique books through generation

Create your own app

If chosen to enter the Writer career, reach level 10

If alive when your spouse dies, bring them back to life.

Generation five - BABY BLUE

Ever since you were a teen you would always stay up way past your bedtime drinking coffee and learning more about music. You loved playing music for your parent's musicals and plays. You knew it was your calling in life and as soon as you become a young adult you and your partner left home to get married, start a family, and join a band(entertainment career). Everything was going great until one dark, rainy night the tour bus driver couldn't see clearly and lost control of the wheel, everyone was fine other than your spouse. You lost everything, even the music, so you moved back to your parents’ house and raised your kids there. You eventually found your love for music again and wrote songs about your life.

Aspiration- Musical Genius

Career- Entertainment career THEN quit when spouse dies to join the fast-food part-time job as an adult THEN as an elder sell songs you write

Traits- Creative, Music Lover, Gloomy (optional. family-oriented, perfectionist)

Lifestyles- People Person,  Coffee Fanatic

Rules:

Finish Aspiration

Master any musical instrument and Writing skills

Leave home as a young adult and return when your spouse dies

Have 3 kids before spouse dies

Go on a picnic every Sunday with family

Generation six- YELLOW

One of your parents died at a young age. You didn't know how to feel. You weren't sad but you weren't happy. You left home as a teen and dropped out of school. You threw all your time into art and food. You decided not to have children, but that didn’t stop you from finding the love of your life and being together forever.

Aspiration- Painter Extraordinaire

Career- Decided between Painter (either branch)/Freelance painter/Sell paintings on plopsy/Sell to museum or collector

Traits- Creative, Art Lover, Foodie (optional. ambitious, clumsy)

Lifestyles- Workaholic, Hungry for love

Rules:

Finish aspiration

If chosen the painter career, reach level 10

Master Painting and Gourmet Cooking skills

Paint portraits of all heirs from a reference of photos taken throughout the legacy

#the sims 4 #the sims 4 legacy challenge #new sims 4 legacy challenge #sims 4 challenge #sims 4 legacy challenge #legacy challenge #pastelplumboblegacy #ts4 challenge #ts4 legacy

[trrickytickle]

ICarly: Tickle Headcanons 🎥📺

I kid you not this song goes so hard

ok this feels SLIGHTLY offensive to write for some reason, but I enjoyed it a bunch, request for @tickle-beans

Carly Shay 🌐

As a ler: Her years of living together with Spencer have made her a professional ler. She's mastered quite a few techniques, including tummy-squeezes and dreaded claws of anticipation.. Gangs up on Freddie with Sam, because obviously! Also always gets her chances to get revenge on Spencer, who always teases her for being ticklish when really he's where she got that gene. Once collaborated with Socko to create tickle socks for the show. Most def switch vibes up the wazoo, and is the type to laugh while tickling her ler. Will come up with tickle activities for the webshow (because she HAS)

As a lee: Carly's very obviously and canonically got a ticklish tummy, and it's even canon that Spencer tickles her to cheer her up/annoy her most of the time. They ABSOLUTELY tk fight literally because it's so canonically implied and sibling dynamics have some of the best tickle potential because like??? HELLO. Sam and Freddie also tickle her frequently. A more general headcanon I have is that Carly gang sans Spencer also tickle each other a ton. Her worst spots besides her tummy are her sides and armpits.

Sam Puckett 🧦

As a ler:

Feral as a ler. Will literally just jump at wherever she can tickle and tickle it good. Likes to tease- but it sounds more like threatening. She definitely gets more injured than the lee when she's tickling someone (Freddie and Carly, mainly) and likes to chase lees with wiggling fingers. Knows all of Freddie and Carly's spots, even has charts of them because you know, feral. Whenever a tickle fight starts between the gang, the word "fight" sends a feral response into her brain and she becomes evil asf like she already is. Let's face it, she probably has some strange tk tool, think butter sock. When she goes on to live with Cat, she's the main ler for her, same goes for Carly. Doesn't help that she's stubborn and ticklish and iCarly probably has had a ton of tickle episodes though. Always takes advantage of Freddie's ticklishness because he's Freddie. The butt of the joke, duh

As a lee-

Kicker. Scrapper. Squealer. All of the -ers. Will curse people's firstborns. Spencer is the only one who can manage to hold her down- has the advantage of size. Freddie always tries to tickle her but she turns the tables immediately. Ticklish literally everywhere, only Carly is able to tickle her successfully even IF she does bite- or probably worse. Definetly worse. According to the DGITVSCU (Dan Get In The Van Schneider Cinematic Universe) Sam literally is banned in 6 US states. I'm scared of her, always have been.

Freddie Benson 📽️ As a lee: Always been tickled, like his whole life. Ticklish everywhere, most often tickled by his senile mother AND to make it worse, his friends. Most frequent ler is Sam, who's the most evil ler out of the gang. Honestly, scratch the "his friends" part. Mostly Sam. Still, though, singled out as the lee of the gang. Also bro wears like, the same 5 polo shirts. It was just funny so I pointed it out. Has a loud, wheezy and snorty laugh, which Carly, Sam and Gibby (and potential other guest stars) think is hilarious- well except the main 2 girls, they secretly find it adorable of the love triangle thing they got going for them.

As a ler: This man is out for blood and revenge. Favorite spots to tickle are the sides, ribs and armpits, and always revenge-tickles to no avail, except when he does. He would engage in great switch-banter with any of the girls, though.

Spencer Shay 🎨

As a lee: Reluctant, but doesn't hate it. Often tickled as a bribe by Carly and/or the iCarly crew (most frequently as a means to convince him to do Baby Spencer) Worst spot is his tummy much like his similarly creative sister. Will get tickled as a means of performance art or anything similar. I want this guy as a brother so bad. His laugh is frantic, loud and he's a thrasher but tries not to hurt his ler. Will shut his eyes and whatnot and try to retaliate using his strength advantages.

As a ler: Corny, cheesy, fatherly. Incredibly dorky, will make dad-jokes and play tickle games, as well as pretend to sculpt his lee (typically Carly) like clay. Has lots of fun as a ler, it's all in part to his duty as the fun, paternal figure to be good at tickling. Her favorite spot to tickle is the tummy (it's Carly's worst spot, sooo) and reluctantly takes part in the iCarly.com tickling escapades. Has tickle techniques memorized and whatnot, and enjoys making his lee immobile by pinning them.

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[acosmicdisappointment]

— aivryn.

is that CHASE SUI WONDERS? oh, no, that’s AIVRYN LEE JOHNSTON, a TWENTY-FOUR year old FREELANCE GRAPHIC DESIGNER AND PHOTOGRAPHER who uses SHE/HER pronouns. they currently live in LAS VILLAS DORADAS HOUSING IN QUILPUÈ, and the character they identify with most is RAPUNZEL FROM TANGLED. hopefully they find their own little paradise here in el país de los poetas!

BASICS.

FULL NAME. aivryn lee johnston NICKNAME(S). aivryn, aiv, aivee AGE/BIRTHDAY/ZODIAC. 24 / december 24th / capricorn SEXUALITY. bisexual BIRTHPLACE. detroit, michigan HEIGHT. 5'4" EYE COLOR. dark brown ILLNESSES/CONDITIONS. a little childish and naive TATTOOS/PIERCINGS/SCARS. standard lobe piercings. a little scar on her right elbow (from a little clumsy accident). FC. chase sui wonders

PERSONALITY.

playful thoughtful adventurous short-tempered childish gullible

HER-STORY.

— Aivryn grew up with her biological parents and two younger siblings. As the oldest child in an Asian household, she felt like she had to set an example for her siblings and always had to be responsible. — She became a parental figure to her younger siblings and this took her away from her own experiences and robbed her of her childhood. — Aivryn has always had a fairly strained relationship with her parents (hello, mommy and daddy issues). She wasn’t given much freedom and always had to ask permission from her parents, especially her mother. — When Aivryn chose to pursue a career in graphic design instead of the more conventional paths of medicine or engineering, significant rift between Aivryn and her parents. — Branded as a disappointment, her parents did not pay for her tuition, which forced Aivryn to work odd jobs to put herself through college. — Once she got her degree, she packed her bags and left to stay in Valparaiso. Aivryn finally feels like she can be herself and is able to explore all the possibilities that come with that. — She's taking the chance to relive her childhood in some sense

EXTRAS.

to read to see to listen

HEADCANONS.

— uses pinky promise as a legitimate foundation of trust — ALWAYS brings snacks (girl scout who?) — acts of service is her main love language — paints/draws memes for fun or whenever she hits a creative block — hasn’t gotten drunk or high (someone pls let her experience the highs and lows of vices) — easiest ways to bribe her is to buy her plushies & give her anything strawberry scented or flavored

WANTED CONNECTIONS/PLOTS.

platonic soulmates — this is abril's spot (don't argue it's canon) up to no good — most likely the bad influence aiv so badly needs in her life AIV got my eye on you™ — hehe get the pun? aiv's absolute simp whenever she likes someone big bro/big sis — aiv has been the big sister most of her life and for once it would be nice for her to feel like the younger one more tbd! you can definitely slide into my dms to plot

#valpohqintro #✩ — aivryn: she's so babygirl