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bunnyai · 3 months

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hi i ended up thinking of a story that works best as a game so.

this'll get updated more as i add more but i'm sorry

elenor - 9 years old - she/her - birthday ???

voice claim: alisha weir (matilda 2022) a small child who goes out on various misadventures and travels around with whatever means she can. she's polite and respectful, and often too trusting for her own good. has made various friends through her travels and feels awful bad about leaving, but she can't stay long!! there's so much to do!!

tiny thing in an oversized trenchcoat and a nightgown and rainboots, and the only thing on her back is the backpack her mother left her. it manages to fit quite a lot for a small bag?

her mother vanished and all she left behind was a map, so elenor is on a quest to follow the map and see where it leads

-natural born magic users are rare and most people in this world use magic via a tool or amulet. elenor and her mom are natural magic users -elenor's mom went missing and all she left behind was a map and her spacious bag. -elenor isn't particularly great at magic, she's nine. but she knows enough to do some small spells. the limited knowledge she has would force players to get creative (using a levitation spell to lift latched on loot boxes, tripping jinxes to run away from guards, small elementary things) -her full name is elenor ruby grace -loot boxes scattered around contain food to either heal or restore elenor's mana (which would be shown in a gem/meter near the top) -different towns have different minigames to earn money to spend at the shops (cosmetic changes like new a new coat or similar, or food) -not all npcs are friendly! be careful of people who seem suspicious, they will try to grab you and force you to fight your way out -different spells use different amounts of mana. small spells like magic bullets don't cost much and can be used in frequent succession. larger spells like causing a gust of wind uses more and there for players should be careful when using that (different spells are used by pressing different buttons on a gamepad or on the keyboard) -elenor's umbrella acts as a way for her to mask magic usage and not get caught -cosmetic changes are totally optional except for a mountain town you have to pass through. to get there you need to go through a portal, but due to dangerously low temps (and the fact you play as a child who's all alone) the person in charge of the portal will not let you go through without proper attire, aka a winter outfit you can get from them free of charge once you tell them ur ready)

different npcs:

- aunt victoria; a close family friend who runs an inn. due to a spell that was placed on the building you can run into her inn in any town for a quick rest. magical object is a broom. - mr nobank; one of 2 traveling salespeople you can meet. he sells all sorts of bits and bobs, usually for a high price but he's willing to trade as well. has no magical object - ms nobank; the other traveling salesperson you can meet. is nicer than her brother and is willing to give you one item from her cart if you do a small quest for her. magical object is a pen. - edith/edie grace; elenor's mother. a kind hearted woman who prefer to keep to herself in the old house outside of town with her daughter, she was a good person and great mother. one day she vanished with no word or warning, leaving behind only a never ending bag and a map to the capitol. used the umbrella to mask her magic usage.

#bunny.txt #the great misadventure of elenor grace

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cartoonfanaticmonsterrobotalien · 3 months

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Song During Terry’s Heroic BSOD in Misadventures of the Solars AU

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#solar opposites #solar opposites au #mundane terry #three days grace #solar opposites: the misadventures of the solars #Youtube

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shackle-foes · 1 year

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saw that one misadventures ask from riza, got any more?

There was the time Temenos tried to coerce information out of someone and got absolutely clobbered. Does that count?

#bewildering grace #misadventures and misfortunes of the travellers

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toomanyincorrectquotes · 1 year

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Hedge: never stop wishing jason, and all your dreams will come true!

Jason, sarcastically: even the scary ones?

Hedge: *laughs*

Hedge, seriously: yes

#Heroes of Olympus #hoo #gleeson hedge #jason grace #incorrect quotes #source: the marvelous misadventures of flapjack

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dementedfilament · 5 months

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Cedric Blair

A bit too chipper, Lilith vanquished her candle flame. “...There’s technically more to that story, but that’s all I should share about it.”

An awkward silence.

“I don’t remember hearing about that one,” Kai broke the quiet.

“Yeah, me neither,” Enzo agreed.

“That’s probably because everyone forgot about her so quickly, since she pushed everyone away like she did,” their senior explained, a subtle sadness welling up in her eyes. “No one talked about her after she disappeared. It was as if she never existed at all.”

Effie frowned. “That’s still really sad…I’m sure she would appreciate that you still remember her though.”

“...There are times I wish we could have swapped places, but that's probably wrong of me to think.”

“Hey,” Kenny began, “don’t think like that! We appreciate you being here, and I’m sure your friend would be happy knowing that you’re still around too. It’s not your fault all that happened.”

She responded to his words, and the mutual agreement around the room, with a small smile. “Thank you. You don’t need to try and comfort me though. I’ve reflected on it many times, and I can cope with my reality now.”

Beside her, Cedric was watching through the corner of one open eye.

“Ahh, I’ve spoken too much already. Let’s move on.” She leaned his way. “Figure out your story, my love?”

“Yes, I did.”

“Then, take it away!”

Cracking a smile, he gave a breathy chuckle. “Thank you.”

***

When I was born, the doctor that helped deliver me slipped on the sterile floors shortly after and fell on his head. This accident claimed his life that day.

When I was 3, my parents had no choice but to leave me with a babysitter for an undetermined period of time. They were forced to rearrange plans when she had an unexpected heart attack that took her life far too young.

When I was 6, I used to play with my neighbour’s children. We would enjoy running about, guided by our imaginations in our front lawns. That is, until my then-friends were hit by a drunk driver swerving off the road.

It was a tragedy, of course. And the fool of a driver was drunken, so it was clearly his poor decisions that caused this to unfold, correct?

When I was 9, a terrible storm struck the city and damaged our roof. My uncle came to visit for the holiday, offering to fix it while he helped my parents prepare the day’s feast. We had a wonderful time.

Eating quickly, my uncle then dismissed himself a bit early to get to work, and my father left the house to see if the neighbours had a few extra supplies that could be repaid later.

A series of loud crashes followed. My uncle had slipped and fallen off the ladder. He would have been fine, had the beam above him not fallen and impaled his side.

He was pronounced dead upon arriving to the hospital.

We mourned him, as he was a beloved family member. It was all because of the havoc the storm had wrought upon our home that his life was taken from us far too soon.

When I was 12, I visited a local faire with my parents. There were plenty of stalls, entertainers, food, colourful lights. One particular act I was taken with was a series of people dressed as knights, “re-enacting” battles of old—horses, armour, and lances included.

The group was filled with spectacular actors. I was almost convinced I had been transported to the past, witnessing the true squabbles of rival knights. But, perhaps that immersion went too far when one of them was unexpectedly struck and thrown from his steed. He didn’t move for several minutes, and had to be escorted out by emergency services.

I discovered later that he had broken his back. However, I heard that he has since recovered and is doing well. He’s taken to acting on the stage of these faires, and his brilliant acting carries him through a successful career.

When I was 15, I joined a dance group. I had become fascinated with dance after developing a crush on a cheerleader, but my interest led me into the love of the venture rather than the romance of another.

I was told I learned quickly, and could keep up with my seniors quite well. There were minor setbacks here and there, but we eventually worked hard enough to register for a small competition.

It was disastrous. Through a series of blunders, we lost miserably. Everyone around me was sent home with some sort of injury. Two of our members were forced to permanently retire from their dream as a result.

When I was 18, I took the bus to make a long trip for personal matters. The way home was much longer due to the stops that were made, and by the time I had nearly returned, a car drove into the side I was seated on.

Due to my not sitting by the window, I wasn’t directly caught in the crash as my seatmate was. As far as I heard, however, they managed to recover since I escaped the scene quickly.

When I was 21, a bridge I had been resting on while reading collapsed shortly after I departed. A passing bystander was caught with the rubble, but was thankfully rescued from the water, and walked away with only minor injuries.

When I was 24, a devastating explosion demolished half of one of the buildings at my former university. It was the building I primarily studied in.

Thankfully, no one, not even a janitor, was caught in the devastation, as it happened after-hours.

You may have noticed a pattern by now. Perhaps I am surrounded by misfortune, and I have been chosen as the unlucky soul to witness such terrible tragedies.

Perhaps that is an honest statement to some degree, but it is not the truth.

Though, not every instance of ill fortune was so dramatic. When I was 5, a dodgeball somehow slipped past someone's hands and hit the classmate beside me in the nose. When I was 10, a classmate tripped and fell, landing on his own sharpened pencils. (As they were only pencils, he received but a few minor cuts). When I was 15, a close friend of mine would constantly slip and drop his lunch, often all over himself.

My mother took notice of the events happening around me when I was still young, and brought me to many witches and mages to figure out the cause.

Only one granted us an answer. "The boy was born with an ill aura. For as long as he lives, terrible things will happen to those around him. He cannot choose who, nor the severity of the event, as he lacks the vile soul for it to take root in. Perhaps you could say that he, too, was struck with ill fortune upon birth."

He also mentioned that my parents must be immune to the effects of it, as they, or my mother at least, would likely have perished long before I was born.

Despite this, my parents didn't wish to isolate me from society for something outside my control. So, my mother taught me how to ward myself and others in order to reduce or negate any possible consequences of it.

If you've visited Greenwall pharmacy, you may have noticed odd “decor” around the area. Those are not simply decoration; they are talismans I've set in place to protect my technicians and the public we serve. My team is also informed upon hire of the circumstances they'll be working under for their safety. While that has scared some away, my current employees have faithfully remained at my side despite the occasional mishaps.

But, before I stay in a public place for long, there is an incantation I must recite. I’ve also come to understand the feeling of my own aura before it triggers disaster, so I can quickly recite it beforehand and it will still take effect. While I’ve discovered other methods to keep those around me as safe as possible, my mother created and taught me my primary incantation herself.

It goes like this:

—Holding two fingers before his lips, Cedric clasped his hands together.—

Scaretober 2023

Brisk Wind on a Dark Trail

Midnight Moon

Gargoyle's Watch

Cold Stones in the Fog

Spirits Rising

Haunted House

Witching Hour

Bubbling Cauldron

Candy

Eyes

Spider Silk

Feathers

Tail

Scales

Fangs or Talons

An Offering of Blood

Dark Ritual

Spook Scary Skeletons

Carnivàle Morte

Still-Beating Heart

Sharpened Blade

Mask

Looming Shadows

The Devil's Hand

Monster

Reflection in the Mirror

Rusted Chains

Stitches

Precious Jewels

Incantation

Halloween

Epilogue

#[ Familiar Faces through the Storm ]#word spores #Maggie's Misadventures #writeblr #writing prompts #scaretober #halloween prompts #Cedric Blair #Lilith Nightingale #Kai Hale #Lorenzo Godfrey #Effie Rose Gracely #Kendrick Allen

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chuluoyi · 4 months

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the secret wife

- nanami kento x reader

follow the first years’ misadventures as they find out that apparently, the infamous 7:3 sorcerer is also a dutiful and loving husband in private!

genre/warnings: crack, fluff, the first years are simply chaotic, an attempt at humor, gojo cameo (he’s so insufferable), mentions of pregnancy, nanami being the best husband there is

note: based on an anon's suggestion, this is a spin-off to love entries' wife (so gojo is married to love entries reader naturally!) this is full chaos and crack omg so sorry and isn't proofread bc i’m kinda tired so pls forgive any mistakes and my dry humor :')

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On one fine, sunny day, which was supposed to be a calm and relaxing afternoon...

“Hello? Yuji—”

Megumi could've sworn, they weren't usually this nosy.

“Gojo-sensei! It's urgent!”

Call it indulgence, because Nobara's curiosity just got the better of her.

“Oh? What's—”

“Does Nanamin have a wife!?”

And Yuji... well, he just needed answers, because the three of them were now in the ‘Mom and Baby’ section of department store, having just witnessed a monumental sight of their esteemed mentor, Nanami Kento—

—with a remarkably stunning woman hanging onto his arm.

“Huh?” Gojo's confusion was evident from the other line. Oh, yeah. Yuji had decided to cut to the chase and call him too, hoping for a swift clarification.

Okay, so why were the trio—plus Gojo on the speakerphone—hiding behind a pillar just to spy on Nanami and his very possible wife? Let us rewind 30 minutes before...

Yuji considers himself to have an exceptional eye and taste for women.

And 30 minutes ago, when he fell on his butt on the rough, hard asphalt in the jammed Shibuya crossing after accidentally getting shoved by the crowd, and encountered a kind, vivacious older woman—you, who extended a hand to help him up, he was even more convinced of that.

“Are you alright, Itadori-kun?” your soft voice entered his ears, catching him off-guard, and Yuji was certain of two things then.

One, that you were just like a literal angel descended from skies above, all dolled up and pretty with your flowy sundress.

“Ah, uh—” he stammered, eyes darting everywhere and anywhere at once as his palm started sweating after clasping your hand. “I-I am…”

And two, for the life of him, he had no idea who you were.

But it registered late in his mind to ask as he was busy controlling his ragged breathing and instant crush, and before Yuji knew it, you graced him with another kind smile and went on your way.

And did he feel so miserable afterwards.

. . .

“She’s sooo hella pretty, Fushiguro! And she knows me! Me!”

Megumi sighed, eyeing his friend in disgust. Truthfully, all he wanted was to return to the dorms and collapse onto his bed, and not listen to his friend’s incoherent ramblings.

"You sure you weren't imagining things?" Nobara questioned with slight irritation. "After you embarrassed us in front of Gojo-sensei's wife a while back, please think more before you act."

"I'm not, I swear! She said my name!"

"Itadori, can you please just not?" Megumi grumbled, having enough of this ruckus. "I want to walk back in peace."

And so tucking away his pout, Yuji walked in silence just as his best friend asked, and he was really going to leave it at that when suddenly he caught the sight of a familiar pristine coat and the sundress from earlier. “Oh?”

"Isn't that Nanami-san?" Nobara also spotted him, her eyes widening when she saw you, who was happily beaming as well as Nanami's light chuckle. "And wait, who is—?"

"That's her!" Yuji burst out, pointing decisively in your direction. "That's who I was talking about!"

Oh, no. Megumi dreaded it already. He could already see the utter catastrophe—

"I'm going after them!"

"Wait, Itadori! Me too!"

Too late. Before he could stop them, Nobara and Yuji had followed the pair. Reluctantly, Megumi trailed behind them too, albeit wearing a vexed scowl. Yet despite his misgivings, he couldn't deny that the things he saw over the next 30 minutes were genuinely unexpected.

Nanami consistently led you to a quieter spot away from the bustling crowd, his hand holding yours firmly. He would occasionally throw you a smile, or when you didn’t hold hands, then he’d wrap an arm around your waist. And to the trio's bewilderment, they also saw him tenderly brushing his lips against your head while on the escalator.

Soft and gentle. It was a side of Nanami Kento they had never witnessed—either with anyone else or even himself.

The two of you ventured through home appliances, visited food stalls, and eventually... the ‘Mom and Baby’ section.

"Do you want to rest for a bit?" Nanami's voice held a touch of concern as his hand settled on the small of your back, and seeing that, Nobara positively swooned.

"Oh, no, I'm fine," you responded with a reassuring smile. "Let's head over there. I'd like to see that next!"

Watching you and Nanami meticulously going through strollers and cribs like a pair of would-be parents was apparently too mind-blowing for Yuji and Nobara, leading to the decision to call Gojo right then and there. And, as they say, the rest was history.

"Last I heard, Nanami wasn't married," Gojo answered resolutely. "If he is, then it's the ultimate betrayal because he never told me!"

"But we see him with a woman! At mother and baby care section!"

Gojo hummed in thoughtful manner. "Okay, students. Now I'm tasking you to see this to the very end! Keep me on the line!"

With that, Operation: Uncover Nanami's Wife was officially underway, and frankly, the way the three of them were clumsily tailing the 7:3 sorcerer made Megumi want to facepalm. How was it that Nanami hadn't noticed their rather conspicuous attempts at all?

Now you were fawning over baby clothes, cutely trying not to squeal as you picked a little blue and yellow overalls. "Kento! Kento! Look, how cute!"

And all of them were floored once again when the expression on his face softened, as a warm smile adorned his lips. "Yeah, they are."

"Is she pregnant? She doesn't look it..." Nobara remarked, squinting and frowning, still watching the two of you like a hawk.

"Or maybe they're shopping for someone else?" Megumi suggested, earning teasing grins from Yuji and Nobara, to which he quickly rolled his eyes, as they chorused, "Looks like you're curious too!"

After a while, you moved from the clothes to sections stocked with mother's necessities. Yuji leaned against one of the racks, pressing his ear against it, with Nobara and Megumi crowding behind him, attempting to catch a snippet of your conversation with Nanami.

"I think we should get some heat packs and these pillows—"

"Oh, Kento! You're such a worrywart, I still won't need them for a few more months—"

"Wait, what?" Yuji whipped his head around in surprise, causing Nobara, who was leaning on him, to stumble and inadvertently collide with the racks.

"Eh? Huh!?"

Unfortunately, the racks weren't sturdy enough, and the force caused them to sway dangerously. Nobara, sensing her imminent fall, instinctively grabbed Yuji's arm to steady herself. However, he got tugged instead and their combined weight exacerbated the situation, leading to the racks quickly toppling over and a deafening commotion ensued—

Crash!

"Careful!" Nanami immediately pulled you behind him, a protective arm around your shoulder, sensing your shock from the sudden crash. He was on high alert, expecting some sort of attack of cursed spirits, but instead, he was met with the most astounding sight of the bickering culprits amidst the fallen racks.

"Kugisaki! What are you doing!"

"You dumbass! Why didn't you stop me from falling?!"

"Itadori-kun...?" Nanami called out in utter disbelief, his mind couldn't fathom as to why the first years were here. However, his attention quickly shifted to Megumi, who was seething and sending his friends a glare so hard it could drill a hole into them.

Then, the boy swiftly fixed himself into a low bow in front of him, ashamed, disregarding Yuji and Nobara's groans altogether. "Nanami-san, I'm very, very sorry on their behalf."

"What are the three of you doing here?" he inquired, and poor Megumi seemed at a loss, huffing as he nervously rubbed the back of his neck, unsure of where to even start.

Meanwhile you were full of worry for the fallen kids. "Oh my gosh, are you alright?"

For the second time today, you tried to help Yuji to stand on his feet, and this time, he really had a good look over you.

It wasn't exactly noticeable due to how loose your dress was, but now he could see that under it, your belly was slightly rounded—an unmistakable baby bump.

Amidst his shock and pain, Yuji couldn't bring himself to take your hand as he inadvertently let this slip, "N-Nanamin! You knocked her up!"

Nanami blinked. You gaped. Megumi and Nobara went pale in sheer horror, ready to murder their friend on the spot for his extreme height of rudeness.

“Itadori-kun,” Nanami cleared his throat then, and if he was offended, then he chose not to show it. “First of all, I’m sorry for not introducing you sooner. This is Y/N, my wife, and yes,” his tone hardened slightly, “She’s carrying our first child.”

“S-so you are married!”

“Yes, that was what I—”

“What the hell?! NANAMIIII!”

Oh, the freaking phone. After his fall, Yuji’s phone ended up on the floor, and of course, Gojo did hear all of the entire madness, evident from how his voice blared from the phone.

Nanami frowned, unwittingly reaching out towards the phone. “Who—?”

“NA-NA-MI!" Gojo screeched in righteous exasperation, and the former immediately pulled away from the phone with a cringe. “How could you?! I invited you to my wedding! Are you a hermit or something—how could not tell anyone!? Didn’t you say I can officiate—”

“I said no such thing. Please refrain from saying outrageous things, it’s both annoying and misleading,” Nanami stressed, growing more irritated by the mere sound of Gojo's whining voice and feeling his patience waning rapidly.

"Aren't we friends?! How—!"

"Should I find you instigate one more of this... shenanigans with the kids, I won't hesitate to report you to Yaga and your wife," he interjected then with clear irritation, and right that second, Gojo shut himself up.

Yuji, Nobara and Megumi couldn't help drawing that one conclusion in wonder: So, that's what Gojo-sensei is afraid of.

Nanami swiftly ended the call with a flick of his finger, returning the phone to the still mystified Yuji. Turning back to the trio, Nanami's irritation simmered as he glanced at the mess of broken goods on the floor, as well as noticing the approaching clerks.

"You three..." Nanami started, his voice rising slightly, unfaltering even as the three of them flinched. "Do you realize what you've done? Are you so idle that you can ditch your assignments?"

"Kento, don't be too harsh," you rebuked, placing a hand on his arm with a frown on your face. Nanami sighed, looking over the situation once again. It was a whole rack of baby necessities destroyed; plates, glasses, and whatnot scattered across the floor.

Nobara bit her lip in anxiety. “Oh my god, who's going to pay for all this damage?” She could already imagine the staggering amount this mess would cost. This is worth millions, anyone can go bankrupt.

There was only one person who can and will. Immediately, both Nanami and Megumi turned to her with a shared resolve.

"Gojo," Megumi blurted.

"He will be charged for everything," Nanami added with spite.

Epilogue

"You just love those kids, don't you, Kento?"

That night, when both of you were ready for sleep, Nanami had one hand caressing your still growing belly, and you teased him with a chuckle.

"Huh?" your husband looked at you in mild confusion as he stopped stroking you. "What do you mean?"

You giggled again. "You said to put it on Gojo's name, but in the end, you were the one who covered the damages first."

Nanami huffed lightly. "That's because I can't get the kids in trouble. But mark my words, I'll make sure Gojo pays up later, by force if I need to." He made a face when he remembered just what a massive bill it was. "That's too much money to be spent carelessly. We have our child and our future to consider."

"You're always like that," you sighed fondly, taking his hand and placing it back to the swell of your belly. "Always on the first line of defense for the students." Your smile widened. "It makes me think... just how lucky our kid will be with you as their father."

"On the contrary, I'm counting my blessings that they'll have someone as soft as you for their mother," your husband retorted with a smile, kissing your temple. And your heart melted into a puddle by his affectionate gesture.

"That's too sweet... ah, yeah," suddenly, you were reminded of a critical thing. “Kento, have you ever considered telling everyone else that we're married? At least to people at school?”

Nanami always wanted privacy for safety reasons most of the time, and you understood that, but seeing that Gojo and the first years knew already, you thought it might be the best time to let everyone know.

"I honestly don’t see the need to, why?"

"People like Gojo are confused—"

Your husband rolled his eyes then. "Don’t worry, dear. People like Gojo exist to spread the word so we don't have to."

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linnienin · 10 months

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⁓⁕🍷 🌸 V e n u s ⁕ a n d ⁕ h o w ⁕ y o u ⁕ c h i l l 🌸 🍷⁕⁓

Disclaimer: Take what resonates. I'm not a professional astrologer, i just am an avid researcher and i use my personal experience when writing my posts (Also, pls, don't copy my work, i spend lot of time on it, thanks)

Ahhh Venus, the planet of love. We use it to talk about our relationships and misadventures in our love life. But it also is the planet of feminine energy, enjoyment, relaxation and indulgence. How do you chill using your Venusian energy? Let's find out looking at your Venus's sign and degree

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⁕ Aries / 1-13-25 degrees : *aggresively flying on the couch* play TV, *loud setting on*, watch the tv for 1 minute, gets bored, *roll off the couch*, goes to the kitchen, sees people, start a little chase (Jason Momoa meme entered the caption) 👀👐. After annoying people for a bit, do a little workout, tries to lift a 700 kg cause they *confident*, fail, they still confident, opt for the 0.5 kg, now they happy 😊💪. Dance lover. Enjoy drinking energy drinks. Not really a sipp-er, more of a chugg-er lmao. Carbs are their heaven, they cannot have enough (cause they move a lot, they need the energyy). When laying on the sofa need to put their head on someone else's shoulder or legs or head to feel safe and receive the physical contact they really crave. Enjoy taking short cold showers. Like playing chess (they're good at strategizing and know when to attack and they're bold about it). Cut their hair as a relaxing activity (until they have no hair left to cut lol), likes dyeing them too, preferabily with bolder colours.

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⁕ Taurus / 2-14-26 degrees: The yawn-er. They're MASTER at chilling. They chill doing everything, i'm not kidding, are they at home, are they at work? They be chilling allll the time. Lovers of the sofa, bed, and others soft big surfaces. Chill by taking their time doing everything, they be starting cooking at 9 a.m. to serve a meal at 1 p.m. ✨Sloth with grace✨. Quality over quantity. Enjoy passing time doing nothing...literally. They be like fixating on a thing and looking at it for an hour straight. Mad control of their focus. Meditating without realizing It. Probably sip chamomile. They like to think time doesn't exist, they got all the time in the world (until they wake up one day, look into the mirror and realize they forgot to shave their mustache for all this time). Hella romantic, enjoy picking up flowers, endless walks in nature, veery slowly, they be stopping every 2x3 to admire a little bug passing by.

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⁕ Gemini / 3-15-27 degrees: Tea time with their personalities. Lmao, no but they literally chill by checking in with their thoughts and their ideas. Loves listening to podcasts and documentaries. Multitasking hobbies. Yup, i have no clue how they even relax by doing 1738283 things at a time but it's a way to shut down their thoughts for a while. Yeah, i know, i just told you they chill by thinking too, but sometimes it becomes too much and they have to switch the brain off. Relax by painting their nails. Get experimental with makeup. Write fanfics but leave them unfinished 👀. Admire their pretty handwriting. Enjoy reading and talking about gossip a looot, too much hehe. Like to play games that require a broad knowledge on everything (ex Trivia). Thinking about doing stuff but actually not doing it lmfao, they just love to think about soo many ideas, that is a way to relax, but then they don't even write them down and poof, they're gone and they can't remember them and they get mad about it :(

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⁕ Cancer / 4-16-28 degrees : Cuddling with their pillow 24/7 (cause deep down they feel alone... 🥺). Play animal crossing. Imagine their future family, even tho they're actually stuck in the past lol. Most likely to binge watch series for a whole day and get emotional about it because they get too attached to the characters. If they could they'd never leave the house...ever lmao, total homebodies. Relaxing by spending time alone or with very closed ones, friends/family. Probably likes to collect plushies, funko pops, or mini cute figures of their favourite fictional characters ✨. Cooking and baking can be a relaxing activity to them, especially if they do it for their family or their guests. Have 'grandma's hobbies'... knitting/crocheting for example lol. Enjoy so much making photo albums, and even more looking at them from time to time. Love going to the sea, early mornings walking barefoot on the sand and admiring the immense ocean and the sun rising, they're fans of little details and very romantic/sweet scenarios. They enjoy being helpful to others, so they'll probably ask people if they can do something for them (especially if they see people struggling doing something, they'll gladly volounteer to offer their help).

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⁕ Leo / 5-17-29 degrees: Stars wannabe. Intensely crying in front of the mirror portraying a desperate girl that has been cheated on, then recompose themselves and admire how good they just were pffft. Put on glasses even at home to feel extra, hit the door while walking cause they can't see a thing, get on the floor purposely, decides to play the blind character, gets up, * sudden dramatic enhancement of the other senses*. Dancing with the starssss. No seriosuly, they should apply, but as the professional dancer cause they so good! (and well they're not stars.... yet 👀). Like the other 2 fire venuses they enjoy moving their body so workouts are very appreciated, but leos especially loove hiit workouts, go build that cooore. Lovers of loong passionate and romantic dramas, they wanna feel all the emotions and they stay loyal to a specific series so they wish it could go on forevahh (hello..."Beautiful" lmao). ✨ Randomly transform their home in a runway show. Start walking like a model to feel themselves ✨ List all the things they can do and skills they acquired to feel good about themselves, then they list all the things they wanna work towards to use that self esteem boost to enhance their motivation and work towards their future goals.

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⁕ Virgo / 6-18 degrees : Killing the chilling. No seriosuly, these people seem like they can't 100% chill properly, and some of them may take 'something' to feel completely detached and lost from reality for a bit... 👀 They chill by making plans. Always trying to find things to do and learn to always get better. Working on themselves is their favourite project. Scanning the room in bed instead of chilling, seeing if there's something they need to adjust or clean. Overthinking the heck out of their lives...wait weren't you supposed to chill? Nevermind 🙈. Roasting others...in their minds hehe, they won't let others see how much they enjoy analizing their mistakes. 'Lemme give you advice on this thing' , others: uhm... ok but chilllll. And you ask Virgo venuses whyy they continue to give advices even when people don't listen to them. Well... saying 'I told you' is more satifying than hearing 'i don't care' 😘 (underlying validation issues). Well...i mean, they could chill while crafting, i give you this, it's probably the only time where they get near the definition of chilling...but hey hold on, cause soon enough they gonna find out details about how they're not perfect at what they do so kill the chill again and let the procrastination beginnn (wait... is procrastination's Virgo's way of chilling?)

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⁕ Libra / 7-19 degrees: They wanna experience the finest things in life. They go to that fancy restaurant, get that fancy dress, buy those fancy flowers... they wanna feel cuddled by life and specifically... lifestyle. They need to feel they value by surroundings themselves with valuable things. That's why they chill by going shopping or talking to new people, because where they see value in, they get value from. It's all about feeling good about themselves. Have a sweet tooth (but enjoy eating overall, it's like they enjoy the experience of taste, they're not really picky ultimately). Can splurge on personal care, lots of tools for facials or expensive skincare (cause after eating sugar they need to mantain the perfect skin lol). They work a lot on the mantainance of the self. That's why they have a good eye for fashion and aesthetics, because they have been researching and analizing everything that's out there to understand what's better for them, but they still haven't found out their true style due to their indecisive nature 😂. Plus let's admit it, they like to change often and renew themselves to maintain that 'interesting persona' 👀

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⁕ Scorpio / 8-20 degrees : Drowning their nose in personality tests. Seriously, when these people wanna chill, all they got on their mind is how to understand that mind even more. They're detectives of their own psyche. Lovers of shadow work. Let all those intense questions unfold! Obsessive researchers. They find a topic they like, they delve deep into it until they've found enough to feel satisfied and jump on another theme to obsess themselves over. Probably watching a lot of documentaries on criminals and unresolved cases trying to find the final answer themselves. Masters at playing Cluedo. Read everybodies's minds in every single setting, it makes them relaxed by feeling in control of the room's energies, and yeah... even during lunch between family members lmao. Need plenty of alone time. They're secretly training to become wizards/witches 👀. Probably like to sip pomegranate juice or any other juicy and thick flavoured drink. Sometimes they forget to even eat because of how invested theyre in their researches lol. I know you're already attractive as hell, but y'all take care of your bodyyy

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⁕ Sagittarius / 9-21 degrees : The boy/girl scout. Those people HAVE to move, they can't stay still or they'll start to stress out. They love a good trip somewhere new, visiting places abroad, taking that bus/train and not knowing where it'll take them (they get lost easily lmfao but they don't mind it, it's part of the thrilling experience). Documentaries lovers: can't go out? Let them wander with their minds. Like to change activities often as they get bored quickly. Enjoy trying to eat different types of food from different cultures. They like to go shopping a lot, to have little souvenirs of all the places they've been to (can tend to overspend depending on other placements in the chart). The one who find excitement in daring to do what everyone else don't want to do. Can love to pertake in volounteering activities, especially if they require them to sail to another country, they enjoy being helpful to other people in need (if underdeveloped can have hero complex). Probably enjoy playing on the Wii in competitive games, they're always up for a competition, even for the slightest thing, like "who can finish up this bottle of water first?? Ready? Start!" (they can announce little challenges like this veeery randomly and everyone will follow their lead, it's crazy haha)

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⁕ Capricorn / 10-22 degrees : Counting their money. Sorting their bills. Sooo relaxing right, especially when the money in your bank account keep groowingg 👀 (they probably watch cash envelope stuffing videos + budgeting on YT). Relax by doing the same routine every day, they can do it without even thinking, and that to them is relieving. They enjoy the adulting process, so actually...going to work can feel like chilling to them lol, they like to feel a sense of responsibility, it makes them feel motivated to always grow, and having a sense of order and stability, that's what makes them feel relaxed and safe. Constantly reading self-help books. Probably sipping their wine while chilling or an expensive drink or a concentrated drink (blueberry juice peraphs). They like high quality items, so they usually shop designer clothes/accessories, they love those labels lol. They love the sofa, don't ask me why lol, most people love the bed, capricorn venuses love the sofa, periodt (can it be because the space is restricted and Cap being ruled by Saturn, planet of restrictions... well, could be).

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⁕ Aquarius / 11-23 degrees : The videogamer. Have way too many hobbies that have nothing in common. Wanna splurge on those headphones too? You already have the bunny ears ones, the cat ears ones, the led ones, guyzzz you have a whole collection of them lmao. Are probably into reading about the unknown mysteries of the universe. Conspiracy theories lovers (they just love when they can confuse others people's minds with all their absurdities). The ones who find excitement in daring to do what everyone else don't want to do. Collectors of technology stuff, yup, they still have the gameboyy 🥺. Unpredictable af but they enjoy being this way so people can always question them and think of them as interesting. Introverted people that need to recharge by being alone. Probably Webtoons and manga lovers. Enjoy pertaking in protest marches, feeling part of the crowd (sense of belonging) and feeling they can contribute to a greater cause. They feel the need to do something crazy once in a while, so if you see them bunjee jumping randomly, or trying others 'dangerous' activities don't be surprised (pls, be careful, and don't try anything illegal....understood?👀...pfft, i already know you're gonna roll your eyes, and think, here we go, another sheep that is trying to tell me what to do lol)

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⁕ Pisces / 12-24 degrees : Do you think thinking about "what ifs" is relaxing?? Y'allll pleaseee, i know the feeling is good when you imagine your perfect reality...but...you literally take it as a hobby and do it way too much...to your own detriment 😭. They looove watching romance movies and dramas, it's their bread and butter (to give food to those daydreams right?🙃). Play music ALL day and get lost in their world, and then suddenly it's time to go to bed and they realize they lost another day to daydreaming, now they got to the nightdreaming phase of the day lol 😂😭. Loves taking baths, the contact with water feels truly healing to them, they could stay in the water 24/7. Can be extremely good at painting or drawing, or singing (and other artistic activities too), and relax by doing these activities. Just asking, but are y'all ok with the low blood pressure?😢(also curious, do you tend to have low blood pressure?). Can relax but lose themselves watching the phone,especially social medias. Until they realize they're literally watching and living an illusion, they think they live by watching everyone else's lives and connect with them through the screen, but they're not living their own life by going out there, and experiencing the world as main characters, not just extras of their own lives.

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Congrats! You've reached the end! ✨

Hope you enjoyed this post, always rememer that we are not just one placement, so if you didn't resonate, that's ok, i'd love to know your feedback in both cases (if you did or did not resonate), it is always very appreciated 🥰

Wish you a wonderful day! 🍷 Yours, Linnie 🌸

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Hey there! You're one of the best Gale-ish devnotes\datamines sources that I know of, so I might as well ask. I remember that at some point Gale mentions taking part in Blackstaff Academy balls (or something like that). Is it mentioned elswhere, and do we have any details on his involvement in such activities? Need that for science\personal lore, and I'd appreciate any info (including EA), if you have time. Thanks!

thank you for your message and i'm sorry for the belated response!

i took my time to comb through everything and sadly, the banter with wyll is the only instance i could find of gale mentioning a ball at blackstaff academy:

gale & the annual blackstaff's ball

gale: i knew you were a graceful man, wyll, but i hear you're quite the dancer too. gale: i've been known to trip the light fantastic myself. mine was a popular hand at the annual blackstaff's ball. wyll: i'd have love to have witnessed it, gale. i wager you are as elegant on the dance floor as you are on the battlefield.

the only other banters i could find that are only loosely related. some give us glimpses into his life at the academy, others into his life in waterdeep.

here's another story about gale & being a young student at blackstaff academy, which triggers in the wizard tower in the underdark:

gale & the death slaad

gale: ah. quite. a misadventure from my days as an apprentice at blackstaff academy. gale: i was but a child, only a few months into my studies, but already i knew i was destined for greatness. no one believed me, of course, so i decided to prove it. to cast a spell with the blackstaff itself. gale: from one perspective, i succeeded. i opened a portal. however, instead of pointing it at the first year dormitory, i found myself pulled into limbo, facing a very irritated death slaad. gale: fortunately, the blackstaff himself came to the rescue, hauling me back from the brink, and straight into several months of writing lines. or rather, finessing my autograph. gale: now, much as i enjoy reminiscing about such tomfoolery, i believe we've more pressing matters at hand. is there anything else?

this dialogue path from the epilogue has him speaking a bit more about those days as well:

gale & his days as a wayward apprentice

gale: teaching at blackstaff academy has proven such an unexpected pleasure. sometimes i find it hard to tear myself away. gale: just one of the myriad unexpected ways life has delighted me in recent months. gale: even my own city feels new to me, now that i share it with you. player: probably because i make you put down your quill once in a while and enjoy it. gale: that you do. i've not had so much fun in waterdeep since my own days as a wayward blackstaff apprentice. gale: you've certainly made quite the impression on my friends down at the yawning portal. the last i heard, they were thinking of naming a drink after you.

while he seems to have enjoyed a much richer social life in waterdeep before his time of isolation, it's mentioned in another epilogue banter (devnotes) that he didn't seek out any of the more dangerous parts of the city.

there are also other banters about gale's life in waterdeep before the game:

gale & the temple of beauty in waterdeep

gale: i must tell you, shadowheart, the bathing waters here leave much to be desired. gale: the ablutions offered at the temple of beauty in waterdeep are far superior. and they have the most excellent soaps. shadowheart: hmm. i was wondering why you always smelled like a wealthy dowager.

gale & spending time in the hospice of st. laupsenn

wyll: this was a hospital? feels more like a prison. gale: a common enough interpretation. sickness has a nasty habit of making you feel trapped, if only within the confines of your body. gale: i once spent weeks convalescing in the hospice of st. laupsenn after a nasty bout of ruddy pox. for all their kindness, leaving that place behind felt like freedom to me. wyll: i’ve always relied on the kindness of the healers and menders of the coast. better a cleric’s healing touch than a chirurgeon’s scalpel.

gale & florist

lae'zel: these flowers are quite vivid - not to mention, pungent. not to my liking. gale: are there no flowers in tu'narath? lae'zel: in the city of death, the mlar cultivate the fruiting bodies that sprout from the corpses of the slain. gale: i'd rather get them from my florist in waterdeep, if it's all the same to you.

i'm also including this banter between wyll and gale here because it speaks (even if somewhat joking) about his upbringing as a whole by morena:

wyll: i admire your courage, gale. gale: thank you. any particular reason? wyll: between the orb and the bug, you've got more than your fair share of unwelcome passengers. gale: what can i say? mother always taught me to be a gracious host.

we also know that he has had multiple tutors:

lae'zel: you strike me cleverer than most istiki, gale. multiple tutors, i should guess. gale: many a wise man and woman indeed. waterdeep is the home of myriad scholars. wyll: ah, the city of splendours. spent a whole fleetswake there with my father. what a delight.

hiring tutors appears to be relatively common in waterdeep:

so while this sadly wasn't what you were looking for, i hope this is helpful to some degree! 🖤

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Unveiling Our Love

Synopsis: A dance-infused love blossoms at SM Entertainment, intertwined with Bebe's triumphs and shared laughter.

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In the bustling halls of SM Entertainment, where creativity danced freely and music resonated through the corridors, our paths intertwined in a world of choreography and artistic fervor.

It all started on a hectic day, when the studios were buzzing with nearing performances and artists refining their skill. Your gazes clashed across the dance floor amid the choreographic chaos.

Bada smiled warmly, her eyes shining with excitement. "Hey there! I've seen you around. Your routines are pretty cool."

You felt a rush of excitement as you grinned. "Thanks! Your work is also impressive. "I've always admired your sense of style."

As a result, the seeds of a relationship were sown. Days turned into evenings spent at cafes, exchanging experiences ranging from dance mistakes to embarrassing childhood stories.

"Do you remember the time I tried to pull off that complicated move and ended up flat on my face?" Bada giggled and her laughter filled the little cafe.

"How could I forget? It was a classic!" You joined in, recalling a similar misadventure of your own, resulting in a spontaneous dance-off that left the onlookers amused.

The intimacy between you grew stronger as the days melted into shared rehearsals and impromptu performances. Bada decided to grasp the opportunity during a particularly rowdy practise session.

"Hey, so I've been meaning to ask you something." Bada's voice was slightly hesitant, and her eyes sparkled with delight.

"Shoot, what's up?" You responded, intrigued by her abrupt change in demeanour.

She took a deep breath, a flush spreading across her cheeks. "Would you like to go out with me?" Like, on a date?"

Your lips twitched as you noticed her trying to mask her nervousness. "I'd love to! But you've got to ask me properly."

Bada blinked in surprise before breaking into laughter. "Properly? Alright, brace yourself. Ahem, would you, oh great and talented dancer Y/N, grant me the honor of accompanying you on a date? Please?"

You chuckled, feigning contemplation. "Hmm, that's not bad. You've got potential, but I'll need more charm."

With an exaggerated flourish, Bada cleared her throat. "My dearest ,loveliest dancer in SM ,would you consider gracing this humble dancer with your company on a magical date filled with laughter, dancing, and possibly some cake?"

"Perfect," you declared, laughing as she pumped her fist in victory.

So your first real date unfolded in a rush of laughing and sentimental chats, laced with tales of dance disasters and shared music love.

"Do you remember that time I tripped over my own feet during that big performance?" You smiled, telling the story with a humorous twinkle in your eyes.

Bada laughed. "Yes! And then, because I was laughing so hard backstage, I almost missed my cue."

The evening became a tapestry of shared laughing, amusing anecdotes, and increasing acceptance of one other's variances. Tender glances were exchanged among the stories, a silent promise of something more lingering between you.

Bada decided to take things to the next level on a chilly evening, with a rooftop covered with fairy lights and a lovely breeze carrying the song of the city below.

"I've got something for you," Bada said, her voice gentle yet excited.

Curiosity piqued, you stared at her, and before you knew it, she had prepared a home-cooked supper featuring your favourite meals.

"Ta-da! "Why not cook your favourite dishes for our special evening?" She reasoned. Bada smiled, an anxious glint in her eyes.

The nice act moved you and warmed your heart. "This is incredible. You didn't have to, but I love it."

As the evening unfolded, laughter mingled with whispered conversations and stolen glances. It was amidst this charming setting, as the city lights shimmered in the background, that your first kiss sealed the promise of a love that bloomed amidst the shared laughter and heartfelt connections of your journey together.

In a quiet moment, as the city below embraced the serenade of the evening, Bada's eyes met yours with a soft intensity. Without words, she closed the distance between you, her gaze a gentle caress against your skin.

The world seemed to come to a halt as she held your face in her palms, a subtle comfort in the gentle touch of her thumb against your cheek. Lips met in a sweet, safe kiss against the golden hues of a sunset-kissed sky—a union that reflected the symphony of emotions that had formed between you.

It was a priceless moment, a lovely dance of love and longing sealed with the delicacy of a shared link. The pleasant hum of the city below continued unaffected by the private situation unfolding on the rooftop hideaway.

Bada's delicate touch, the softness of her lips on yours, told volumes about the love that grew in the quiet hours you spent together. Finally, when the kiss faded, you and Bada lingered in the embrace of the sunset's warmth, a silent understanding remaining in the air, a promise of a love that blossomed with each passing second.

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As the seasons passed, your relationship with Bada grew into a tapestry stitched with shared dreams, conversations, and stolen moments amidst the bustling urban. The world changed around you, but your love was a constant refuge—a secure harbour for both love and creation.

The public's discovery of your relationship came as a surprise during Bebe's spectacular journey on Street Woman Fighter. Fans had liked the group's chemistry, but the unveiling of your relationship with Bada gave another dimension of depth to their perception. The openness of your relationship became known, a monument to the strength of love that endured public examination.

With Bebe's victory came a flood of interviews, invitations, and admiration from fans who had been enamoured of the group's talent as well as the honesty of their personal lives. Fans couldn't get enough of the interviews since they provided insight into Bebe's dynamics.

One interview took an unexpected turn when the interviewer asked Bada about her significant other—you—with a twinkle in their eye. Bada, who is normally collected and articulate, became flustered at the mention of your name.

"So, Bada, we've heard a lot about your incredible journey with Bebe and dancing, but there's one aspect that has remained a bit of a mystery until now," the interviewer said, a sly grin on their lips. "Your fans are curious about your significant other—Y/N."

Bada's eyes widened, and a slight flush crept across her cheeks. "Oh, uh, Y/N," she muttered as she tried to regain her composure. "Well, you know, we're doing well. It's just... it's strange to talk about it in interviews."

The lively members of Bebe, Lusher, Kyma, Tatter, Minah, Che Che, and Sowoen, took advantage of the chance to taunt their unnie.

"Look at Unnie blushing!" Lusher joked, with a teasing smirk. Is someone shy about their romantic life?"

"Oh, I've never seen our leader like this before," Kyma said. "Is she becoming a romantic?"

"Well, well, the mysterious Y/N," Tatter added. Does she have the same killer dance moves as you, Unnie?"

The teasing continued, each member adding their own playful comments to the mix, creating an atmosphere of laughter and camaraderie. In an attempt to regain her composure, Bada cast a mocking glance at her cheeky teammates. "Stop it, you guys. It's not that big of a deal."

Behind the scenes, however, the producers and crew were obviously enjoying the spontaneous banter. Laughter echoed through the studio as Bada, usually an example of confidence, found herself in the delightful chaos of her teammates' teasing.

"But it is a big deal," Kyma added. "Our leader has a secret love life.

The mocking continued, until Bada ultimately accepted defeat with a chuckle.

The revelation sent a ripple of excitement through the interview, and the fans, who had been eagerly awaiting more details about Bada's personal life, erupted with supportive messages.

@LoveStruckFan: OMG, Y/N and Bada are goals! 🌈💕

@SecretLove:They're so cute together! 😍🥰

As the interview unfolded, Bada shared tales about your relationship—moments of shared laughter, dance sessions in the living room, and the quiet comfort of lazy Sundays spent together.

"Y/N has this way of making every day special," Bada said, smiling. "Even with our hectic schedules, coming home to her is like finding peace." She's also a fantastic dance partner. We have some sick moves together."

The interview began with discoveries about your relationship and easily flowed into discussions about Bebe's journey on Street Woman Fighter, their friendship, and future plans.

As the members of Bebe dispersed after the interview, Bada went home while the two of you were resting on the couch snuggled up and she turned to you with a cheeky glitter in her eyes. "Well, that went better than expected."

You chuckled, "Yeah, they seem excited about us."

Bada wrapped her arm around your shoulders, a gesture of familiarity and affection. "Who wouldn't be excited? We're the power couple of the century."

As the night unfolded, filled with laughter, shared stories, and the warmth of love, the journey of Bebe continued—with the spotlight not just on their dance moves but on the genuine connections and shared love stories that defined their journey both on and off the stage.

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pastriibunz · 4 months

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NIGHTMARE KAI-ME OFFICIAL LINEUP!

“LOOK WHAT HAPPENS, NIGHTMARE TI KAIME!”

Summary: A 10 part/episode miniseries revolving around Kai’s misadventures in Hatchetfield! Follow Kai’s goofy hijinks as she deals with everything from robots to cat loving kidnappers! Some episodes are based off of episodes from Team Starkid’s series “Nightmare Time” and some episodes are original works by yours truly (with prompts/plot outlines by @local-soda-can)!

SEASON ONE, EPISODE ONE - Hey, Melissa!

“meow meow meow meow - meow mix cat food”

Episode Type: Canon (?)

Summary: Kai gets involved in a very bizarre adventure with her father’s bubbly coworker, Melissa. KAI GETS CATGIRL’D LETS FUCKING GOOOOOO

SEASON ONE, EPISODE TWO - The Waylon Squatter

“we’ll meet again - vera lynn”

Episode Type: Non Canon

Summary: Peter Spankoffski and Stephanie Lauter decide to break head into the Waylon to make hang out. Their plans are interrupted by Grace Chasity, who decides to tag along on their little adventure, much to their dismay. The three are informed of the rumors of the Waylon being haunted by various ghosts, one of which being the ghost of a young homeless girl who hid in the Waylon in hopes of shelter, but was driven insane by what went on inside the walls. She now stalks the halls, singing a beautiful, yet haunting melody, now dubbed ‘The Waylon Squatter’. The trio brushes off the rumors as just that and sets off to disprove them. Their adventure takes a turn for the worse as they come face to face with a very real Waylon Squatter, who doesn’t take well to strangers in her territory. The trio now has to try and survive while uncovering the mystery behind The Waylon Squatter’s past.

SEASON ONE, EPISODE THREE - Forever And Always

“forever & always - original starkid cast of nightmare time”

Episode Type: Canon

Summary: Paul Matthews and Emma Perkins are finally getting hitched, and their adoptive daughter, Kai Drew, is happy to join them on the ride! However, when secrets arise from Emma's past, the happy family's lives are turned upside down as the couple is forced to confront their skeletons in their closets, and Kai is forced to choose between the family she thought she knew or the truth.

SEASON ONE, EPISODE FOUR - Revised Reprise

“puppet boy - devo”

Episode Type: Non Canon

Summary: Paul and Emma love Kai! Of course they do, she’s been living with them for a while now, she’s practically their daughter! But, they realize something: they don’t really know much about Kai’s past, other than she lived in a town called Unington with her parents and friends. Everything else is a mystery to them. So, what do they do? Ask the source, of course! Kai is hesitant to share the details of her past, as her life has been full of tragedies and hardship. With enough convincing, Kai starts to think back to her past. While doing this, she stumbles upon something strange: she can’t quite remember what traumatic events happened to her. And the things she can remember? They’ve been twisted and turned into a more romanticized version of events, along with an entirely new person added into her memories. Confused and determined to get to the bottom of this, Kai heads back to her hometown to figure out why her memories were rewritten and who was behind it.

SEASON ONE, EPISODE FIVE - Watcher World

“the blinky song - original starkid cast of nightmare time”

Episode Type: Canon

Summary: Kai is invited to spend the day with her Uncle Bill and his daughter, Alice, for some “family bonding time” at Watcher World, an older amusement park located on the edge of Hatchetfield. But, of course, Kai can never catch a break, as her fun turns to fear when she realizes there’s more to the park than meets the eye.

SEASON ONE, EPISODE SIX - Miss Ingénue

“venetian blind man (song) - will wood”

Episode Type: Non Canon

Summary: Kai loves living in Hatchetfield! She’s got some awesome parents that she loves a lot, and most of everyone is half decent towards her. Recently, however, things have been a bit…odd. Paul and Emma have been strangely overprotective of her, barely allowing her room to breathe. Plus, whenever she goes out alone, she can’t help but feel like she’s being watched by thousands of eyes, and not in a good way. Watch as Kai tries to get to the bottom of the strange happenings that are occurring to her.

SEASON ONE, EPISODE SEVEN - Abstinence Camp

“virginity rocks - original starkid cast of nightmare time 2”

Episode Type: Canon

Summary: Kai is forced to go to Hatchetfield’s very own Abstinence Camp by Paul when she offhandedly mentions she kinda, sorta, peggedaman lost her virginity and he freaks. Despite her protests and repeated reassurances of the fact that she is asexual, she gets sent to the camp. And as trouble follows Kai everywhere and refuses to lay off her, she learns of a dark secret, one that stalks the camp, lurking in the shadows. One that punishes the horny and troublemaking teens of the camp that refuse to abstain. One that carries an axe.

SEASON ONE, EPISODE EIGHT - Food For Thought

“dinner is not over - jack stauber’s micropop”

Episode Type: Non Canon

Summary: All your worst nightmares have come true: Kai has entered the work force! That’s right, Miss Drew now has a job at Hatchetfield’s very own Miss Retro’s! Kai’s extremely thankful for the job, as it allows her to do one of her only comforts left: cooking for others! Kai’s BANGIN cooking skills begin to attract attention, and the diner gets a lot of traction! However, cooking takes a turn for the worse, as Kai begins to get plagued with horrific and grotesque visions of her friends and family as she cooks. Panicked and overwhelmed by the visions, Kai is forced out of the kitchen and onto the diner floor, taking orders and bringing customers their food. But when a mysterious customer enters the diner and requests Kai to cook their meals, Kai is forced back into the kitchen. The food ordered is strangely familiar to her, and Kai’s suspicions start to grow as she wonders who the customer is, and what they want with her.

SEASON ONE, EPISODE NINE - Web Of Lies

“kiss me, son of god - they might be giants”

Episode Type: Non Canon

Summary: Kai has won. Finally, after years of searching, Kai has found a timeline where nothing bad happens. She’s finally able to have that happy family she so desperately wants! But, nothing lasts forever. She soon is plagued by visions of other timelines. With her deduction skills, she soon concludes that something or someone is messing with her, and she has a pretty good idea of who. She confronts them, and she thinks her problems are over. Soon, however, things start to spiral out of control. Also, does anyone mind telling Kai what the heck a Webby is?!

SEASON ONE, EPISODE TEN - Space Drifter

“labyrinth - ミラクルミュージカル”

Episode Type: Non Canon

Summary: Kai’s habit of running from her problems finally catches up to her.

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ezra-fell-and-co · 8 months

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Aziraphale & Shostakovich

The moment in the record shop when Aziraphale said he was picking up a Shostakovich record I had So Many Thoughts.

The symphony he's listening to is Symphony No.5 in D Minor, Op. 47, composed in 1937 and premiered in Leningrad to a thirty+ minute long standing ovation. Prior to this piece, Dimitri S. spent many nights sleeping in the hallway outside of his apartment so that his family wouldn't see if the government police in charge of enforcing Stalin's brutal rule came for him in the middle of the night. His last pieces had been received harshly by critics and called unpatriotic, which was just about the worst thing a composer living during The Great Terror (1936-1938) could do. Those who were not loyal to the regime and explicitly portrayed it in their art were branded as traitors and sent to gulags or were straight up executed.

The San Francisco Symphony describes the 5th symphony as "the story of a fall from grace and redemption.". Shostakovitch has gone from being a golden example to being eyed as a traitor almost overnight, the 5th Symphony becoming his redemption back into good graces.

So basically Dimitri S. was a man with contrasting ideologies to the powers that be, so to say, who was living under the threat of death, torture, or excommunication from his homeland. Haha, so weird that Aziraphale would want to listen to his music specifically.

(If you've never listened to Symphony No. 5, I highly encourage you to go listen!)

To set the scene-

From The Houston Symphony's 2018 Fighting the Barbarian Artist article on Symph. 5:

"In January 1934, Dmitri Shostakovich scored one of the biggest triumphs of his career with the premiere of Lady Macbeth of the Mtsensk District, a work official critics hailed as the first great Soviet opera. Based on a nineteenth-century novella by Leskov, it follows the misadventures of Katerina, the illiterate wife of a well-to-do country merchant who is driven to murder in order to be with her handsome but unworthy lover, the laborer Sergei. By turns satirical and tragic, Lady Macbeth explored themes of oppression with a potent combination of sex, violence and some truly beautiful music that played to full houses for two years. Then on January 26, 1936, Stalin went to see it. Two days later, on page 3 of Pravda (“Truth”—the newspaper that continues to serve as the official mouthpiece of the Russian Communist Party to this day), Shostakovich found an anonymous review of Lady Macbeth headlined “Muddle Instead of Music.” One representative quote declared that the opera “tickles the perverted tastes of the bourgeoisie with its fidgety, screaming, neurotic music…”" ...

There is debate about if Stalin himself wrote the review to make a point, or if he just signed off on it being printed. It's also unclear if Shostakovitch was being targeted specifically, or just because of his notoriety to prove that no matter how big a name you are you're not safe if you don't fall in line, or if he was just being used as a pawn in the ongoing power struggles of the day.

Either way, he was very aware that he was in danger. A friend of Stalin's was vanished when he wrote to Stalin in defense of Shostakovitch's work after the fateful review.

The 5th was a result of Dimitri knowing he needed to get back into good graces, so he had to give them something that they wanted. Or at least something that sounded like what they wanted.

Symphony No. 5 is very sneaky in how it subverts the expectations and requirements of Stalin's Russia.

For one, it's form- a symphony is a very structured form and very Western, popularized by Beethoven and co. It's also instrumental, which allowed Shostakovitch to hide a lot of references, subversions, and musical sarcasm/critiques without the untrained critics and government officials being any the wiser.

D minor, the main tonality of the symphony, has been described by various music theorists about what kind of emotional experience it portrays. John Mattheson in 1713 described it as "Serious, Pious, Ruminating. Melancholy, feminine, brooding worries, contemplation of negativity."

However, for our purposes, Aziraphale is listening to the fourth movement, which is also the most political. (More excellent write ups about the entire work can be read here, here, here, and here. There is a PBS documentary about it here.) ((It also shifts to an ironic D Major as one point, which Mattheson describes as "Triumphant, Victorious War-Cries. Screaming hallelujah’s, rejoicing in conquering obstacles. War marches, holiday songs, invitations to join the winning team."))

The fourth movement is bombastic, letting the brass section loose right at the start. The main theme in this section is from an unpublished song that Shostakovitch had written as a setting for a Pushkin poem. The piece as a whole and specifically this movement is a direct critique of Stalin himself.

The poem?

With sleepy brush the barbarian artist The master’s painting blackens; And thoughtlessly his wicked drawing Over it he is daubing. But in years the foreign colors Peal off, an aged layer: The work of genius is ‘gain before us, With former beauty out it comes. Thus my failings vanish too From my wearied soul, And again within it visions rise, Of my early purer days.

Which I think speaks for itself in what kind of mentality Aziraphale might have listening to the symphony.

I'm not sure which recording he listens to, but in the record shop we are shown that it's a record with a blue label on the disk. There are several recordings that have blue labels including the 1972 Moscow Philharmonic with Kiril Kondrashin and the 1989 Scottish National Orchestra with Neeme Jarvi. Leonard Bernstein and the NY Philharmonic have a very famous recording as well.

But I think the most likely is the 1962 Vienna Philharmonic with Constantin Silvestri. Why? Well, here's the record:

#good omens #good omens meta #aziraphale #myne posts #also shosty wore a similar style of round little glasses like a wears while listening to the record #this is a very nonexhaustive post just what i can research in a hour or so and not fall too deep down the rabbit hole lol

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— Feline Corundum —

🪽𓈒⋆⑅˚₊୨୧₊˚⑅⋆𓈒🧥⋅˚₊ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

In the dimly lit corridors of the bunker, Castiel stumbled upon an unexpected discovery—a small, fluffy creature with curious eyes and a playful demeanor. Bewildered by its presence, he scooped up the cat in his arms and made his way back to Dean, whose attention was fixated on the latest lore book.

"Dean," Castiel announced in his usual deadpan tone, "I have found a... creature. I am uncertain of its origin, but I believe we should keep it."

Dean's eyes darted from the book to Castiel, then to the furball nestled in Castiel's arms. He couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation. "Well, Cas, looks like we've got ourselves a cat."

Castiel regarded Dean with a puzzled expression. "A cat?"

"Yeah, you know, a pet. They're like... miniature lions, but less scary," Dean explained, trying to suppress his laughter.

Castiel nodded slowly, processing this new information. "Very well. We shall keep the... miniature lion."

And so began the misadventures of Dean, Castiel, and their newfound feline friend. From attempting to decipher the cat's dietary preferences (turns out, it's not a fan of pie) to grappling with the concept of litter boxes, the duo found themselves in a whirlwind of hilarity and confusion.

Dean couldn't help but marvel at Castiel's determination to care for the cat, despite their mutual lack of expertise in the matter. "You know, Cas," he remarked one evening as they watched the cat chase after a wayward dust mote, "you may not know much about cats, but you sure know a lot about love."

Castiel turned to Dean, a soft smile gracing his features. "And you, Dean Winchester, may not know much about angels, but you sure know a lot about loyalty."

With that, they settled into their makeshift family, Dean, Castiel, and their eccentric little cat, forging bonds stronger than steel and softer than fur. And as they navigated the ups and downs of pet ownership together, they knew one thing for certain—no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them as a team.

For in the vast expanse of the universe, amidst all its mysteries and wonders, there was nothing quite like the love shared between a hunter, an angel, and a cat named Fluffy.

🐿️𓈒⋆⑅˚₊୨୧₊˚⑅⋆𓈒🍻⋅˚₊ ୨୧ ‧₊˚

#destiel fic #dean x cas #dean x castiel #destiel #deancas #dean winchester #castiel #castiel novak #jensen ackles #misha collins #fluff #supernatural #supernatural fic

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Wildest misadventure with the other travelers and their companions?

As in possibly treasure hunting gone wrong with Parti and Alrond? Ochette trying to eat the spooky goat monster from the graveyard near Montwise? Temenos trying to interrogate the wrong person and needing Crick to bail him out? Wildest party Gus or Gill has ever thrown at their taverns?

Anything fun like that miss Agnea?

I have got some TALES for you.

So one time, we were in Montwise, and we were going around, doing what we do. Thronè was robbing people blind, Osvald was scrutinizing people for information, and Hikari was challenging people to duels.

Well, when we reached this one girl, she seemed to act weirdly. Smiling more, fluttering her eyelashes when we spoke to her, being super agreeable. When Hikari challenged her, she looked almost scandalized. As Hikari drew his sword, she said “Fight me? I thought you were courting me!"

You should have seen the look on Hikari's face!

Also, unsurprisingly, Ochette did, in fact, try to eat the weird goat monster in the Montwise graveyard. We ran away from that fight, but we've been tempted to go back and fight it again.

#bewildering grace #misadventures and misfortunes of the travellers

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coffeeanddonutscafe · 6 months

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BG3 Chronicles of Misadventures

I was a bit sad today so had to use the best therapy in the world :D FANFIC WRITING THERAPY. *it's a joke* I'm working on a fic where Tav is the main caretaker of the group and she is so used to being the one - providing the emotional care to others - that she doesn't notice the subtle ways everyone is showing that she is appreciated and loved too. I haven't finished writing THAT fic - but I want to make something funny too. If you wanna check out some of my fluffy Astarion fics, CLICK here.

My RANDOM BG3 Headcanons for my fanfictions. (I'm thining of turning them into some funny BG3 chronicles - what do you think?)

Gale's Hidden Talents: One day, just as the sun was setting, Tav stumbled upon a scene that defied all expectations. There stood Gale, his usually ink-stained fingers now wielding brushes with a grace that would put any artist to shame. Before her eyes, he unveiled a landscape so vivid, it was as if the canvas held a piece of the world itself. And then, in the corner, an unexpected touch of humor: Astarion depicted as a bewildered goose, WITH SHARP TEETH - a stolen sandwich firmly in beak. GOOSTARION - was the name of that sketch. The sight left Karlach in peals of laughter, while Astarion's affronted expression was a masterpiece in its own right. (I really think that GALE WOULD DO IT - little passive-aggressive little comics on EVERYONE)

Shadowheart's Vulnerability and Cheese addiction: In a rare moment of candor, Shadowheart unveiled a piece of her past to Tav. It was a tale shrouded in mystery, starring a little mouse who once shared her world. Details were scant, but the mischief they got up to in Shaar's academy kitchen floor made for a tale that painted a smile on Tav's face, imagining a young Shadowheart orchestrating daring cheese heists. However, Shadowheart never told what happened to the mouse.

Lae'zel's Grudging Praise: Lae'zel's rare compliment was like a unicorn sighting - everyone heard about it, but few actually witnessed it. They were also legendary for their awkwardness. It was like watching a bull in a china shop trying to do ballet. One time, she attempted to compliment Tav's weapon-wielding skills by saying, "You would wield a chair with the deadliest dignity." Tav had to bite her lip to keep from laughing. It was like getting a compliment in a foreign language that had no direct translation into compliments as we know them.

Astarion's Confusing Support: In the midst of battle, Astarion's protective instincts kicked in, but it seemed like his emotional well had run as dry as a desert. He swooped in, attempting to shield Tav from an incoming blow, but his battle cry came out more like a dramatic sigh. He shot the attacker a look that was equal parts "I will end you" and "I need a nap," as if he was auditioning for a melodramatic play. "Touch my bloodbag, and you'll... maybe regret it, or not, whatever." Tav wasn't sure whether to be grateful or slightly miffed, but she decided to roll with it. After all, having a suave vampire who was one step away from a mid-battle siesta watching your back had its unique set of perks. Maybe Astarion just needed a double espresso and a quick catnap between skirmishes.

Wyll's Tap Dance Sacrifice: Wyll, the warlock extraordinaire, decided to offer himself up as bait to a gang of hobgoblins. Tav could hardly believe her ears. Ina moment of bravado mixed up with panick Wyll started dancing. It was like a one-man tap dancing show in front of an audience of sword-wielding hobgoblins. She half-expected them to start clapping along. Who knew that warlocks had such a flair for the dramatic? The hobgoblins were too stunned to speak. So they disengaged from the battle. Tav could swear, she heard Mizora laughing somewhere in the distance.

Halsin's Honey Escapades: Halsin, the wise druid, had a not-so-secret passion for honey. His quiet escapades into the forest to find his golden treasure were the stuff of legends. And the fact that he preferred to enjoy it in his birthday suit just added an extra layer of hilarity. It was like a scene straight out of a comedy play - "Halsin and the Honey Chronicles." Tav couldn't help but wonder if he had a secret stash of bear-themed underwear.

Withers Sassy Chronicles: Whenever Tav approached Withers, it was like stepping into a tabloid's editorial office. The gossip flowed freely, each insight served with a side of catty commentary and sassy flair. With a twinkle in his eye, Wither became Tav's very own gossip columnist, regaling Tav with tidbits that painted a vivid portrait of their companions, quirks and all. (they gossiped the most, even more than Astarion)

These uproarious moments turned their perilous journey into a laugh-out-loud adventure. Who knew that adventuring could be this side-splittingly entertaining? Would you like to hear more - in-depth stories about each of the gang members?

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Milex/TLSP/AM Fic Recs 💖

I was inspired by @puzzlebeanficrecs' recent posts to share some of my all-time favourite fics in this wonderful fandom. This is by no means an exhaustive list as the sheer number of amazing works I've read by incredible writers over the past couple of years is too many to count, but here are some fics that I keep going back to time and time again 🥰

1) Somewhere Darker by @elorianna

Alex hasn't slept properly for weeks. His days are plagued with writer's block, and his nights are haunted by strange and frightening dreams. Progress on the second Puppets album has all but ground to a halt.

Miles is haunted too, by the nights that he and Alex have shared, and the boundaries that they've crossed. Now, he's caught in a game of pretence which neither one of them seems destined to win.

But all is not as it appears, and when a working break away from LA turns into a strange misadventure, Alex and Miles must each decide where their real priorities lie, and how much they're willing to risk in order to attain their hearts' desires.

Will they find a way to repair their fragmented relationship? Or will they remain trapped in a nightmare from which neither one of them can ever wake up...?

One of my favourite fics ever and I cannot recommend the sequel 'Baby, He Can Find You' highly enough if you haven't read it yet!

2) All's Well That Ends Well (To End Up With You) by @yellowloid

Asking Miles to marry him is something Alex has been wanting to do for far too long now. After months of meticulous planning, the day has finally come ‒ and yes, maybe he's a bit nervous, but he's firm in his decision, and he can't wait to just get down on one knee and pop the question. Nothing ‒ nothing ‒ is going to get in his way.

The universe begs to differ.

This entire series is so beautifully written, but this particular fic owns my heart. Such a perfect balance between angst and warm fluff.

3) under these lights you look beautiful by @alexturne

Miles got completely lost in his voice. There was a faraway quality to it, like he belonged somewhere else entirely, but somehow had decided to grace them with his presence and Miles felt blessed to be near him if even for a short while. The subtle elegance hidden in his slender figure, the mannerisms of his fingers wrapped around the corners of his notebook. His words were spoken softly, quietly, but without any hesitation or faltering.

Alex is an elusive poet, who has a way with words and Miles is a bartender, who is completely mesmerized.

The queen of beautiful, heartfelt AUs! Every story of hers is like an escape into a warm hug, but this may be her magnum opus.

4) you cannot turn away (but nice try) by @kisameanslight

Alex Turner thought he got over the love of his life, but then they run into each other again a decade later. Whether they’ll be able to let the past go or not, only time will tell.

I have such fond memories of following this story as it came out and being kept on the edge of my seat with each new update. Her Vampire AU 'c'est horrifique!' is equally incredible 💖

5) The 'Amerlie' Series by @lanatural-books

Welcome to the universe of Amerlie.

All parts intertwine and should take you on an interesting adventure.

I can't begin to pick a favourite entry in this series so I'll simply recommend the whole thing. Such an exquisitely written, cosy love story between our favourite two idiots.

6) Joie de Vivre by @gasdancer

"Two young men decamp to rural France to make an album together. It ~is like love."

Possibly the best Baby Puppets fic/series ever written (and there's a lot of competition for that title). I have such a weakness for stories set in France during the recording of TAOTU so of course this series owns my heart.

7) Last night, what we talked about... by @rock-n-roll-fantasy

... it made so much sense... This little story came into being because of three obvious prerequisites: 1. Baby Monkeys were the cutest band in the world 2. Especially Baby Alex 3. Indie bands get drunk from time to time -> Conclusion: At least once, Baby Alex must have got too tipsy to walk back to the tourbus, so his equally tipsy friends had to take care of him. Further conclusion: It must have been very adorable :)

Not Milex, but just pure Baby Monkeys sweetness distilled into one adorably written fic. I'm in love 🥰

There are so many more fics that I love and wish I could mention but I'd probably be here all day. Feel free to add your own fic recs and share your favourite works in the fandom - I'd love to hear about them 💖

#I've somehow never done a dedicated fic rec post before so this feels long overdue #with all of these writers I can highly recommend everything they've ever posted - the stories in this list just happen to be my favourites #there are also many WIPs that are currently being shared by writers I love that will likely make their way into my list of faves -#- once I finally get the chance to read them!#miles kane #alex turner #the last shadow puppets #arctic monkeys #milex #milex fic #fic recs

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