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harufluff · 6 months
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asking them to marry you on over the phone (unironically)
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warnings - cursing, but that should be it.
genre - crack, fluff, bf!enhypen x fem!reader, established relationship au
wc - 1.1k
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inspired by ‘you’re here that’s the thing’ by beabadoobee
yang jungwon
was stunned
actually thought he was having a heart attack for a second
he was doing something as simple as eating his gummies when you suddenly blurted out
"oh god- marry me."
man nearly choked on his gummy
more under the cut :))
"EXCUSE ME??"
if you were joking that was a bad idea cause he is fully prepared to marry you right that second >:(
either way, he's flattered
he thinks its honoring that you feel comfortable enough to say that
eventually you convince him to stop freaking out (it took way too long)
but even then, it still makes the heat rush to his face
thankfully it was just on facetime, so you couldn't see the red at the tips of his ears too much
he knows he's down bad fr 😋😋
lee heeseung
on the other hand mr i'm so confident on stage was like a little puddle
genuinely thought he heard you wrong at first
he was just sitting there zoning out for like two minutes and finally snapped out of it when he heard you say
"just marry me, you dork."
you thought it was funny lol 😎😎
probably should have thought that through cause you just messed up his heart with two words
"w-wait did you just- what did you say?!"
poor hee was so confused
"idk what did i say..."
"YOU SAID MARRY ME IDIOT"
"oh yea lol"
"FUCK YOU YOU CANT JUST SAY THAT"
he was a tad bit mad
just a little
literally walked over to your place so he could give you hugs and kisses 😤
park jay
he's been ready for this moment his entire life
literally got mad cause he wanted to say it
it ended with you having to beg him to stop talking
jay was cooking for the boys with you on facetime cause he was bored and everyone else would get in his way
so he gave you a call and you ended up staying on a call with him for over two hours
but the second he started tasting his food like the gourmet chef he is👌👌
suddenly he heard some of the best words he'll ever hear in his life
"ughhh- when we get married will you cook for me?"
poor baby whipped his head around so fast he almost broke it
"WHAT?? NOW?? BUT WERE ON THE PHONE AND- HEY YOU TOOK MY JOB I WAS SUPPOSED TO ASK YOU!!"
at this point you were staring at your phone with a blank stare
"what."
"you said marriage. you're stuck with me you can't leave me haha sucks for you."
"its ok i didnt want to anyway." 😊
whoops you just killed him with a smushy heart
sim jaehyun
he screamed
long story short, he almost fainted and quite literally did that "mrs rabbit has fainted" thing
the two of you were folding your own laundry together on facetime because, well, he gets lonely
obviously you said yes, because why wouldn't you??
"you look so cute and domestic, i love it. i could marry you this second if i could."
took him a couple of seconds
but eventually your words processed through his head and he SCREAMED
"THIS SECOND??"
"mhm!! you look cute." 😚
another puddle guess what you're the mop. come wipe up your jake puddle babe
he laid on the floor for a solid five minutes just processing.
anyway now hes at your house still a little jake puddle and he's making you watch movies with him on the couch.
park sunghoon
he was ready 🫡🫡
hoon got the phone and everything. he was ready to make the call to all the family
but obviously before that he took it a TINI TINY bit seriously
a tini tiny bit
basically it was morning and he was on tour so he was sad and alone (besides sunoo who was just offended that he even said that)
babe started drinking water until he heard
"i miss you a lot. when we get married, you're not aloud to do this to me."
spit water out of his mouth
it was kinda gross but did he care? no.
"MARRIED?? WHO SAID I WAS GETTING MARRIED TO YOU??"
he's a little mean when he's flustered ok?
"PARK SUNGHOON I'LL-"
"wait, you wanna get married to me? really??"
if you could slap him in the face you would, but truth is he was flattered.
he would marry you any day 💘💘
kim sunoo
also went along with it
you were going through all the snacks you found at the market with sunoo over facetime
to say the least he was just excited you were excited
"i got this thingy, and im not really sure what it is but it looks good."
the call went on with you eating the snacks and reviewing
"WAIT THIS IS SO GOOD SUN YOU HAVE TO TRY THIS SOMETIME."
"ill try it sometime then."
"we have to get it together and maybeeee you can buy it??"
"ill buy you any snacks you want, my love." 😋
"ugh marry me already."
SELF DESTRUCTION
"ANYTIME"
next time you go over to his place he had a little toilet paper boquet for you 😊😊
STOP I LOVE HIM
nishimura riki
my babe fr
another one who was a little too confident
you were on a ft with him late at night just for funsies
honestly the two of you were just messing around while eating snacks and making little crafts
anyway he was like quite literally about to fall asleep and he looked SO DAMN CUTE
like his eyes about to close and his lip is getting all pouty and UGH-
"night, ki"
"nooo i'm not asleep don't leave meeeee"
"lol you're so cute just marry me"
EYES ARE SHOT WIDE OPEN MAN HAS NEVER BEEN MORE AWAKE IN HIS LIFE
"married huh?? you're really that obsessed with me"
huh- OH WAIT THAT WAS A JOKE THO"
"NOT ANYMORE BABE IT'S REAL NOW"
aaaaaaand again you're stuck 😋😊
i literally love him sm
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hanrinz · 4 months
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rin, your nonchalant boyfriend.
who is probably that guy who gets on reddit and then posts about you, asking for advice.
like he literally doesn’t know how to show his feelings like how you do and it bothers him!! probably has some ppl cheering him on the replies (& waits on updates)
“took my partner to ice cream today, we got to hold hands. my hands were sweating, is this normal?”
or whenever you’re having a fight and he gets on that app and he’s like “my partner and i had a fight, i can’t sleep.”
“it’s their birthday today, i finally managed to get that one thing they’ve been wanting for months.” he posts there like it’s a diary of sorts like omg.
and then his last post would be about a championship he won, but all he could think about was you and how he searched through the crowd for your face. and he thought that was the last time he’d shared any of those moments, because finally he grew the courage to ask you to be your forever.
people on reddit would often wonder about him and your relationship, it was so endearing in their eyes. and then suddenly a faithful day after a year on his last post he wrote once more.
“we’re married now :)”
it couldn't be helped, what was he supposed to do? feelings were surely overwhelming, that he needed to somehow let it all out, it felt so good that he grabbed his phone and typed out those simple words, a faint smile adorning his face. he’s like a schoolgirl who has a crush, it’s unreal.
and that was his very last post, he almost forgot about it.
it’s also been over two years when you stumbled upon it.
the username ‘rnshi’ it’s a little weird, but you were intrigued for a bit, that it was enough for you to go through it and read every single thing. and you were not one to assume anything, but you can remember these specific memories all too well. and before you know it a smile makes its way to your face, and your heart blooms even more.
and you didn’t care if it was silly, but it made your heart ache so much of love. and maybe you were overreacting, with your eyes tearing up by your lash line, trying to blink it away. a chuckle escapes you, that has caught rin’s attention peeping his head through the side of the wall of the kitchen.
“what are you laughing at?”
and if you didn’t know rin it would’ve come off as questioning and not in a good way, but he’s curious even if he tries not to show it.
turning off your phone as you dip up from the couch of your living room. you’re smiling and rin doesn’t know what to do as you near him. he notices the skip on each of your steps and a glee of happiness revolving around you.
your hands wrapping around his waist as you mush your face onto his back. he can still feel your smile.
a big question mark was planted on his face and you couldn’t help, but to giggle just a little at his confusion.
“you know that i love you right?”
of course, he knows that.
“i know.”
but it was more of a breath of relief than an assurance, because rin loves you more than anything and years of learning everything that could possibly better himself for you was proof of that, and you didn’t need any testimony to tell you that.
all you know is that, your lover is a dork and just sweetly in love just as you are.
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◞♡ i’ve been missing rin a lot lately :( likes & reblogs are highly appreciated!
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cutecatlov3r · 8 months
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my character ai bots:
jjk:
gojo satoru:
his eyes r funny looking- now, you were laughing your ass off due to the fact that he took off his blindfold during a mission with a curse. you couldn’t help but laugh because he looked so stupidly serious.
wardrobe malfunction- as you walked out he stifled a laugh. “what the hell are ya wearin’?”
he’s annoying- he is so annoying. even in highschool he was unbearable to be around. you hated his annoying ass. but he loved being around you.
vampire au- “oh? the little princess is out of her kingdom? wanted to see me huh?” he teased, looking at her as she hangs upside down.
can’t get enough of him- you and gojo have been on and off since highschool. it’s like everytime you both break up you both just can’t get enough of each other…
your affair- even if you were married he still didn’t care. his feelings for you are deep. he loves you. no matter how many times you tell him you have to stop the little affair going on between you two, he simply doesn’t care
geto suguru:
dad’s best friend- “gonna be quiet like a good girl? or show your dad that you’re just a very bad girl?” he whispered in your ear. his voice deep and quiet, sending chills down your spine.
nanami kento:
healing ur daddy issues- “how’s my baby girl doing today hm?” he pat his lap, gently. “come here, sit.”
yu haibara:
he’s gone- “i’ll be back! don’t miss me too much!” he cheekily smiled. that damn smile… that would be the last time you’d ever see it again.
he’s sick- he coughs and pouts as he lays in his dorm room bed. he was squirming around, sweating and throwing his covers off him. he was currently sick, he was missing a mission that he wanted to go on so badly
he admires you- you disliked him because he followed you around like a lost puppy… he admired you, an upperclassman.
yuji itadori:
he’s delulu- meeting Itadori you didn’t expect him to be so clingy and so sweet to you. little did you know he has a huge crush on you, he is a bit obsessive but he doesn’t let you know that.
your parents hate him- the thing about him is that he is sometimes a bit dumb? he just doesn’t seem like a professional person so when your parents met him, they didn’t like him at all. but that never stopped you from loving him or the other way around
dorky best friend- currently though the two of you were on a mission, sharing a hotel room. he was in a white robe, swirling a glass of wine being dramatic. it was his first time wearing a robe and he wanted to be fancy, be in the moment like a dork.
shibuya arc- “im nothing but a murderer! i can’t forgive myself!” he cried. you stood there looking down at him. sukuna only took over his body for a minute and a lot things happened.
best boyfriend- currently, he was resting between your thighs as you both watch a movie, he used his arms to squish himself against his face some more. “i wouldn’t mind dying from suffocation if it’s with these”
gossiping w him- “HUH?! i need to hear about this, spill everything.” he said in a dramatic tone, joking.
captain of the football team-“hey, you comin’ to my game tonight? last one of the season, I need my lucky charm there to cheer for me.” he giggled, turning you around to face him, your back pressed against your locker.
older brother’s best friend- you were drunk off your ass at some party. yuji spotted you and immediately got on his feet to help you as you stumbled around. “are you okay? megumi is gonna kill you… I’ll get you home”
your his mentor- haibara and yuji had so many similarities. it hurt you to just look at yuji’s smile, being reminded of haibara who died back in your teenage years
he’s in love w you but you already have a boyfriend- yuji is no homewrecker but… currently you’ve stumbled on top of him while training him… he can’t help but think about how Yuta doesn’t deserve you. how Yuta is connected to the woman you used to be.
megumi fushiguro:
step brother- “tch. what the hell are you looking at?” he asked, scaring a guy that had his eyes on you.
yuta okkotsu:
he chose geto’s side- the day he met Geto he was nervous. Geto explained why he wants to kill everyone who isn’t a sorcerer. at the time he declined the offer to join him but later on he rethought his decision. he thought about his past. he left with Geto.
he likes when you hurt him- the two of you brawled for a bit, ending up with your knee on his back, pinning him down. one hand gripping his hair, the other hand pinning down his hand.
your a fan- gojo-sensei took you with him to greet the sorcerer that you’ve heard so much about. he was coming back from training abroad in Africa. you were excited.
helping the newbie- “hey not to be rude but do you not like me…? i feel the tension between us…” he mumbled, frowning slightly.
your other half- right now you both were walking together. he had something important to tell you, he was gonna be training in Africa in a few weeks. gojo-sensei told him he should tell you but he’s just been nervous
inumaki toge:
hajime kashimo:
noritoshi kamo:
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guys I will be adding more soon, please leave some suggestions tho ! <3
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A Need of the Soul
Summary: Éomer is teaching Faramir how to speak Rohirric as a surprise for Éowyn. Come for Faramir being a sweet husband, stay for the emotional links to Boromir and Théodred. Oh, and for Éomer being a big horse dork.
Context: I pulled a JRR and wrote a whole story around a special word I like! More on that at the very bottom. You can read this without knowing any of my personal Rohan head canon, but just in case it’s helpful: In my world, Éomer is married to his childhood best friend, Mereliss. My Théodred (who you can read more about here or here if you’re interested) was a nurturing soul with a curious mind, and I may be obsessed with him. And damn it, my Éomer can absolutely read and write! (See here for why that’s the case in my HC.)
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As soon as Éowyn left for the morning, Faramir pulled out his secret stack of papers, the ones he had started requesting from Éomer six months ago when he first decided to try learning Rohirric. He wanted to master the language as a surprise for Éowyn, ever conscious of how much she had sacrificed on his behalf when they married. Although he knew she loved Ithilien, he also knew that sometimes she still longed for the familiarity and comfort of home, for the people, places, and culture that were now many miles away. If he could bring some of Rohan to her in the form of her language, he hoped he could brighten her heart on those days when she looked most in need of a reminder of all that she missed.
With this goal in mind, he had thrown himself wholly into the pursuit, but the process was more difficult than he had hoped. The Rohirrim didn’t keep written records in their own language, nor did they have textbooks or primers made to learn from. All Faramir had were the pages that Éomer would write out and send to him every few weeks, using Westron to describe basic grammar rules and listing common Rohirric words and phrases by their definitions and rough pronunciations. Working from written materials to learn a language that was only taught orally was maddeningly difficult, and Faramir spent long hours alone at his desk laboring at the exercises Éomer sent, unsure if he was even getting close to the sounds he was attempting to produce.
At least he would be aided today by the presence of Éomer in person. The king of Rohan was coming to Gondor to take counsel with his allies on military matters, and he had agreed to make time for some lessons while his own wife, Mereliss, kept Éowyn occupied in furtherance of the surprise. With Éowyn gone now to meet her sister-in-law, Faramir looked down his lists of Rohirric words and tried to commit a few more to memory, repeating them slowly out loud to himself while he waited for Éomer.
“If someone back home heard you slur your way through those words like that, they might assume you were a drunkard.”
Faramir looked up to see Éomer smirking at him from the doorway, still dressed in his riding clothes and holding a small pack. “Well, if the performance of the student falls short, I think we have no option but to blame the instructor,” Faramir returned with a smirk of his own.
“A fair point, I will grant you.” Éomer strode in and tossed his things on an empty chair before pulling Faramir up into a strong embrace, thumping a fist on his brother-in-law’s back with enough enthusiasm to knock the breath out of him.
When they separated, Faramir smiled and held up his stack of papers. “I do appreciate all of this. It’s a lot of work for me, but for you, too, I’m sure.”
Éomer gave a dismissive wave. “I have the easy part. Besides, there’s some benefit to me in all of this, as well. I’ll certainly enjoy the show the next time you visit Edoras and all the ladies at court discover that you can actually understand their scandalous comments about how handsome they find you. Your admirer’s club is in for a big shock.”
They both laughed, though Éomer noted the flush of pink in Faramir’s ears and cheeks and that only made him laugh all the harder. “Don’t let them see you blush, you’ll only make it worse!” He plopped down into a chair and put his feet up, smiling.
As Faramir took a seat across from him, he felt a warm, familiar echo in his heart. The easy camaraderie, the good natured teasing balanced with true affection…it couldn’t help but bring Boromir to his mind. Faramir still missed his brother every single day and looked for reminders of him everywhere that he could. But he didn’t think it was a stretch to see clear elements of Boromir reflected in Éomer–in his strength and brashness, his earnest intensity, his fierce loyalty. They were both proud men of action with an unshakeable sense of duty and love for family. Éomer could never replace Boromir, and he was surely his own man, different in many ways from the brother Faramir lost. But it lifted Faramir’s spirits to once again have such a figure in his life.
Now his brother-in-law reached into his pack and pulled out more pages, covered from top to bottom in his own scrawly handwriting. “I’ve brought you some more to learn–words you’d hear often around Rohan and that any self-respecting Rohirrim would know.”
Faramir accepted the papers from him and skimmed his eyes down the first page, but a look of confusion slowly built on his face as he read. “Am I understanding this correctly? Why do you have twenty different words for ‘horse’?”
“I have not given you twenty words for ‘horse’! Each one of those means something very different.” Éomer grabbed the page back and pointed. “This one here, éotynde, this is an old, calm mare that would be suitable for a young child just learning to ride.” He pointed again. “And this one, éoweder, is a high spirited horse that has quickness and agility but is unpredictable and difficult to control. The others are equally unique. Do you not see?”
Faramir gently extracted the page back from Éomer’s grip, hoping to avoid a further explanation of each specific variant on the list. “I understand those distinctions, but are they really significant enough that I require a whole separate word for each one? We make do in Gondor with but one term. A horse is a horse.”
“A horse is a horse?” Éomer gaped at him, incredulous. “You think the language of the Rohirrim would put a courier horse, whose purpose is swiftness and endurance, in the same category with a farm horse, who sacrifices speed in favor of strength and power? They aren’t remotely the same thing, and a proper language wouldn’t treat them as such. If we went by your rules, we’d all be calling the blacksmith a baker because they both make things with heat!”
It was obvious from the truly scandalized look on his face that Éomer would never concede the point, so Faramir held up his hands in smiling capitulation. And if all these varieties of horse were important to Éomer, likely they would be to Éowyn as well, so Faramir would learn them as best he could. But he desired to speak to Éowyn of many things, and horses were nowhere near the top of the list. He shuffled through the papers one more time. “Have you finally given me anything that would be suitable to say to a beloved wife?”
Éomer shot him a look. “I am not the right person to consult for words of romance. And certainly not when the woman to be romanced is my own sister.”
Faramir laughed. “Fair enough. Let’s get back to your many words for ‘horse’ and I will ask Mereliss to help me with some more emotional thoughts later.”
Éomer sat back, satisfied. “I will have you sounding like a Rohirrim in no time. Now, do you know the word for a horse that likes to cause trouble in the stable with the other horses?”
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The next morning, Faramir spent two hours with Mereliss while Éomer and Éowyn went for a ride. When the siblings returned, Éomer sent Éowyn to Mereliss’s quarters and went himself to check on Faramir’s progress. He found his brother-in-law once again at his desk, bent over his work, and dropped casually into a nearby chair.
“Did you get all of the flowery and eloquent phrases you need?”
Faramir put down his pen and smiled. “Mereliss helped me to write a special toast to Éowyn for our upcoming anniversary. I knew what I wanted to say, and Mereliss made sure it will sound not just like a bunch of Westron bluntly converted into Rohirric words but rather something that was written by a native speaker. Something truly of Rohan. She has quite a talent for beautiful language and imagery.” He gave a sly smile. “Though she told me that you also have something of a poet’s heart when the two of you are alone in your own chambers.”
Éomer’s head snapped up, a tinge of dark red sweeping across his cheeks. “She told you what?”
Now it was Faramir’s turn to laugh at his brother-in-law’s furious blushing, so out of character for one who was otherwise always self assured and confident. Faramir had faithfully reported Mereliss’s remark, and it was clearly true that Éomer really did speak his softest thoughts to her or he would not be so flustered by the possibility that she had shared those thoughts. But Faramir had no need or desire to prolong Éomer’s self-consciousness.
“There is nothing to worry about. I know only that you are capable of words to enchant and delight your wife, which is no bad thing. But she didn’t reveal what those words are. She wouldn’t betray your privacy, and I would never ask her to.”
Éomer’s shoulders noticeably relaxed, and he laughed a little at his own embarrassment. “Well, your discussion of my clumsy attempts to please my wife aside, I am glad that she helped you. Westron is very useful, but there are some things that just cannot be said as effectively without our own words and expressions.”
“Indeed. She gave me a number of things that I quite like, ways to convey entire concepts with a single word that has no direct equivalent in any language that I know. Like sáwolthearf. Every language should have such a term.”
Sáwolthearf. The word sent a wave of fond remembrance through Éomer’s heart. It translated literally as ‘a need of the soul’ and was used in Rohan to mean someone who is necessary in order for another person to feel truly happy and complete. His late cousin Théodred, who had always been so free and generous in expressing his feelings, used to call his bride-to-be sáwolthearf, and Éomer could easily picture Eadlin practically glowing with love and pride whenever Théodred referred to her that way.
To hear Théodred’s words coming now from Faramir’s lips was no great shock to Éomer. On the contrary, it only intensified a feeling he had long had in the presence of his brother-in-law: a sense that he was not with Théodred himself, but with a kindred spirit of his cousin. Someone whose modesty, eagerness for knowledge, gentle heart and dreamer’s mind so thoroughly echoed Théodred’s own nature that Éomer felt immediately at ease in his company. Théodred had been many things to Éomer–a deeply loved cousin, but also much like an older brother and at times even a father figure–and he had carried Éomer through some of the most difficult moments he would ever experience. Éomer could never truly reconcile himself to Théodred’s loss, but having Faramir in his life helped to salve that wound.
Watching Faramir now—shuffling again through his notes and drafts, applying himself so diligently to such a difficult task and all for the purpose of simply making Éowyn smile—Éomer was struck by a profound feeling of gratitude, one that he felt should be voiced even if it was not normally in his nature to speak of his innermost feelings. He cleared his throat, and Faramir looked up.
“What you’re doing for my sister is very admirable. I know it will mean a lot to her, and for that reason it means a lot to me. Thank you, eyre-brothor.”
Faramir frowned slightly and looked back at his papers. “Eyre-brothor? I don’t think I’ve learned that yet.”
Éomer smiled. “It means ‘brother by choice.’ Write that one down.”
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[Language nerd notes:
“Sáwolthearf” is a real Old English word (though I modernized the thorn in the middle for readability–it’s actually “sáwolþearf”) and it really does mean “a need of the soul,” which I just think is incredibly beautiful.
I made up “eyre-brothor” by combining two other real Old English words, “eyre” (“a choice made of free will”) and “brothor” (“brother”, though once again I turned the thorn in broþor into a “th” to make it smoother to modern English-reading eyes).
“Éotynde” comes from an approx combo of “eoh” (“horse”) and “tyende” (“teaching”) for a horse that’s calm enough to be good for beginners.
Éoweder comes from an approx combo of “eoh” (“horse”) and “weder” (“weather”) because to be impressive but quick-changing, unpredictable and uncontrollable is to be like the weather.
And it’s not in the story, but Éomer’s word for a horse that likes to cause trouble in the stable with the other horses is an “éodrefa” from “eoh” (horse, again!) and “drefan,” which is “to stir things up or cause mischief”.]
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otomefiend · 9 months
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Victor
Story Event: Black Wedding (part 2)
Chapter 1
Beware of this dork.
~~Part 1~~
Floating through the soft sunlight of the court's office,
Was the smell of freshly baked scones and Earl Grey tea with a drizzle of honey.
Whilst consuming them, I was finalising my report to Her Majesty the Queen as a fairytale writer.
As for Victor, who prepared those refreshments for me――.
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Victor: "Oh dear! Jude ripped his shirt."
Victor: "Well, can't be helped since he's awfully familiar with sword wounds."
Victor: "Oh, and Harrison's jacket over here has a button that's coming off. I can't take care of them at all."
Victor eagerly picked up his sewing kit and began happily fixing the Crown members' clothes.
Kate: "Heh, that's some fine handiwork, Victor."
Victor: "Ah, you're right! I'm sure Jude will say that when he sees my beautifully repaired clothes."
Jude: "Did ya stitch this for me? Some fine Queen's Aide you are. Ta."
Victor: "Hmm, I might see his precious smile! I'm sure Harrison――...
Harrison: "You're so thoughtful, Victor. Would... would you like to go for lunch once in a while?"
Victor: "Aww, maybe I can finally have a lunch date with him! Just imagining it makes my heart pound."
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(...I don't think either of them would ever say that)
~~Part 2~~
Today as well, I was working hard as a fairytale writer next to the lively and joyful Queen's aide.
It felt comfortable; being by his side was quickly becoming the place where I was most relaxed.
My only problem was that Victor's homemade sweets were so delicious I usually ended up eating too many of them.
Victor: "Ah yes, I was thinking that your clothes need fixing as well."
Kate: "What?"
Victor snapped his fingers; I could feel my eyes reflexively widen at sight of the item in his hands.
It was a beautiful jet black wedding dress.
Kate: ".... wonderful."
Victor: "Right? It's one-of-a-kind, so it's still not in your size――."
Kate: "Please wait, Victor. I don't understand..."
I had no recollection of purchasing such a beautiful wedding dress, nor did I have a plan to wear it.
Victor: "....yes?"
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Victor: "Aah! I got ahead of myself! How foolish of me."
He shrugged, then gently put the dress down with a serious expression on his face.
Victor: "There's been a lot of talk among London couples lately."
Victor: "The rumour says that if you hold a wedding ceremony led by a congregation called Amour, your love will last forever."
Kate: "This is the first time I've heard of it. I guess it's like fortune-telling or superstition......but it's heartwarming."
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Victor: "Yeah, I thought so too. Until the disappearances started."
Kate: ".... disappearances?"
~~Part 3~~
Victor continued his explanation.
There had been several cases of those who visited Amour going missing.
Suspecting some faul play, Victor approached William and both embarked on an investigation.
They discovered that the head of Amour, a man calling himself the Guru, was orchestrating it.
Most likely, the man killed those people and took all of their savings.
(....what a mess)
Though, it was disconcerting that no further action was undertaken by the Crown.
Kate: "Is there any reason why nobody has been convicted?"
Victor: "It seems that the man called the Guru doesn't like to show his face."
Victor: "He only appears during the wedding ceremony."
After hearing this, I finally realized the meaning of a wedding dress.
Kate: "Then, I presume you want me to infiltrate Amour under the guise of being engaged."
Kate: "This should hopefully lead to a wedding ceremony and, in turn, lure the Guru into the open."
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Victor: "That's right! I tip my hat to your deduction skills."
Kate: ".....Then, who's going to play my fiancée?"
Victor: "As you can gauge by those tattered clothes, the Crown has been busy lately."
Victor: "Right now, I'm the only one who can be assigned to a mission."
Victor: "In other words―― Miss Kate."
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Victor: "Will you marry me?"
~~Part 4~~
Victor: "In other words―― Miss Kate."
Victor: "Will you marry me?"
Kate: "..... you, Victor?"
Victor: "I, Victor, swear to always protect you. And I won't let you be anxious or sad. What do you think?"
His shiny, jewel-like eyes easily robbed me of any resistance.
Kate: "As a fairytale writer, I have no choice but to accept. Let me accompany you on your mission."
Victor: "Truly?! Thank you, Kate. You made me very happy."
Seeing him in high spirits was contagious and made me feel excited.
(Come to think of it, this is my first mission with Victor)
(But... Hmm? Will he be able to fight when push comes to shove?)
He was competent at his job and versatile at housework, yet I never saw him fight.
The truth was, no matter how many times I tried to picture it, I could only imagine him happily skipping down the corridor.
(Whatever happens, I have to protect Victor!)
It would be a disaster if something happened to Her Majesty's precious right-hand man.
Victor: "Come on, loyal to our evil. Let's have some fun!"
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--Once we had packed our bags, we immediately set off to the church where Amour was based.
Believer: "Welcome to Amour!"
People who greeted us were members of the church all dressed in white.
When I expressed my wish to have a wedding ceremony, they smiled at me――.
Believer: "Then, let us test if you two are really in love with each other."
(Test!?)
(....what should I do, I didn't expect this)
Sensing my uneasiness, Victor gently squeezed my hand.
And I was fine again, just like that.
Victor: "Yes, of course. But love is invisible. It is very difficult to prove."
Victor: "So how about this."
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Victor: "If I can make Kate smile in an instant, let's agree that we truly love each other?"
~~Part 5~~
At Victor's suggestion, the followers looked at each other and nodded.
Victor: "Thank you for your flexibility and generosity."
Victor: "Now, everyone pay attention to me!"
Victor: "When I flap the jacket, Kate's favourite flowers should suddenly appear all over the place!"
Believer: ".....some kind of magic trick."
Victor: "Now let me show you. Here's the jacket――."
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Victor: "Yes!"
A moment later―― a flock of pure white doves flew out of his coat, all at once.
Believers: "Eek!"
Victor: "Woah! Why the doves though!?"
Believer: "Open the skylights! Hurry up, open the skylights!"
Kate: "Oh, I'll give you a hand....!"
Everyone present opened the skylights, and the doves flew gracefully into the sky.
(That was surprising...)
Kate: "Phew..."
Victor: ".....?"
Kate: "Heh, ha ha ha! Not doves again."
Kate: "'The probability of seeing doves when you fail is so high... haha...."
Believer: "Heh... What a surprise. I didn't expect pigeons to appear."
Victor: "Well... she ended up laughing as a result."
Believer: "A promise is a promise. Let us acknowledge that you two love each other."
Victor: "Wow, really? Thank you!"
The church members surrounding Victor continued to laugh in disbelief.
(I wondered what would happen if he failed, but he effortlessly made everyone smile)
Believer: "The wedding will take place tomorrow morning. Until then, you are free to do as you please."
Chapter 2
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fizzigigsimmer · 5 months
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I wish I had more time to write. I have so many fic ideas that live in folders that I am afraid will never see the light. After I finish my Big Bang fic I still have to finish To B With Love & All The Kings Men (oof poor baby has gone so neglected). So this brain bunny will sadly probably not see life until next years big bang honestly. But I love the idea so much and want to share it. All my love to @dream-about-dancing who helped me with my initial brainstorming and encouraged me that this wasn't too dark of an idea lol.
That said. Warnings ahead for some dark!romance as in, this is fucked up with purpose.
The idea came to me after the massive disappointment that was Don't Worry Darling. I just feel like the film missed a lot of the horror and emotional beats that make the original Stepford Wives so twisted and compelling.
So my idea for a Harringrove Stepford!Wives Au was born.
A secret government organization has given Martin Brenner funding for "The Eden project". The goal of Eden is to create an actionable community model that would end poverty, wealth inequality, crime, war etc in the western world. Their slogan is " take the first step to world peace. Choose Eden."
World peace is the surface goal, but we all know Brenner is a closeted sociopath - so naturally he's using Eden and the technology behind it to create a weapon that can control/erase/change the will of others on a mass scale. World peace through mind control in other words. Everyone in Eden is essentially a test subject.
Brenner finds volunteers by preying on fringe groups and people who are ostracized in society, because they can more easily disappear without being missed. Nobody cares if the guy dealing drugs out of his van stops showing up to the corner, or some "tranny" quits their job and moves without telling anyone.
Billy and Steve are college roommates, it's the 80s, and they're both deep in the closet. Billy struggles with his childhood trauma and Steve is there for him like no one else ever has been. Steve is exploring his own sexuality and trying to live independently of his overbearing parents for the first time and they form a very codependent relationship.
Steve's parents start to suspect somethings up with him and his roommate and start to put pressure on him to live up to his responsibilities (Aka join his father's firm and get married to a nice girl). It doesn't help that Billy is fearful and possessive of their relationship and generally just a giant redflag. Steve just wants to be with Billy, but he knows they don't have a future and he doesn't want to be the son who fucks up and ruins his family over something he shouldn't even want - so he breaks up with Billy.
Billy spirals. He completely ignores the part about Steve breaking up with him because he's an unstable mess lol and fixates on Steve's parents and the world telling them it's wrong to be together. He knows Steve was happy with him and that Steve loves him and is desperate to get him back.
He meets someone at a bar who introduces him to Project Eden and indoctrinates him into Brenner's circle. At first Billy thinks this sounds like some weird geek novel bullshit, but the idea of a safe world where he's not wrong for being the way that he is, and where Steve still loves him and he's powerful and successful and nothing can touch him? Appealing as fuck. Sign him up. He'll be a warrior for world peace.
Cue him literally abducting Steve on his wedding day and bringing him into Eden, where they become The Hargroves. They have the perfect life and the perfect marriage that the outside world tells them they can't have. Billy's the provider and each day he gets to come home to his blissfully happy and submissive husband.
He was afraid at first that Brenner's technology would take away what he loves most about Steve, but no he's still the same dork with the same fire. The only downside is Billy knows deep down that Steve didn't choose this and he lives in fear of Steve waking up one day and truly hating him.
The first crack comes when Steve starts to have upsetting dreams about the past, including the time his dad called him a slur and accused him of ruining the family and breaking his mother's heart. Billy tells him these are just nightmares but he knows they are really Steve's memories popping up where they shouldn't. He starts to panic and does everything he can to "fix" Steve, gaslighting him the entire way.
Meanwhile poor Steve is on a reluctant heroes journey slowly regaining his memories and his own mind. He starts unraveling the mysteries behind Eden with the help of Eleven and his friends, who are also fellow residents of Eden. Eleven is Brenner's "daughter" and unknowingly is a big part of how the technology works. Max and Lucas came to Eden together so they could be together without persecution. Heather and Robin were lesbians who didn't know each other and wanted a chance to experience being in love. Jason was a closeted man escaping religious trauma, but in Eden he's the perfect husband to Chrissy who isn't sick or being abused by her mother anymore, and Eddie was a poor social outcast who wanted the world to hear his music. In Eden he's a rock star and has a budding romance with Jason & Chrissy.
Steve agrees that they can't allow Brenner to use El and the Eden technology for what he's planning, but the more of the truth he discovers the more he wishes he'd never woken up. Because despite everything, he loves Billy and the life they have. Billy's very sorry of course. It was never his intention to hurt Steve. He just wanted to make things right for them. And it can all be right again if they all just take this little pill and go to sleep.
Decisions decisions.
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localfandomweirdo · 2 months
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FNaF Ships incorrect quotes
-Swearing-
-Lgbtq-
-Some NSFW jokes-
-Mentions of alcohol?-
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Toy!Bonnie: I’m in love with you. Toy!Chica: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, dork. Toy!Bonnie: I know. Toy!Chica: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-
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Lolbit: angrily presses Funtime against a wall WHERE'S THE MONEY?! Funtime!Foxy: … Funtime!Foxy: Are we about to kiss-
Lolbit: I want to kiss you. Funtime!Foxy, not paying attention: What? Lolbit: I said if you die, I wont miss you.
Lolbit: Go fuck yourself. Funtime!Foxy, smugly: Sure, but only if you watch
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Shadow!Freddy: How do I tell S.B. that I want him to yell at me like they're Gordon Ramsay and I'm a poor little chef who just ruined a crème brûlée? (S.B. is Shadow Bonnie)
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Shadow!Freddy: Come to dinner tonight. I can’t cook, but I’ll bring plenty of free wine. Shadow!Bonnie: Marry me.
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Shadow!Freddy: We're going mattress shopping. Shadow!Bonnie: You know, once we get it, we'll have to break it in. Shadow!Freddy: Oh, I hear what you're saying. Mattress trampoline. Shadow!Bonnie: Shadow!Freddy: Wait, no. You were talking about sex.
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Shadow!Bonnie: Do you want to explain the text you sent me last night? Shadow!Freddy: It was autocorrect. Shadow!Bonnie: Autocorrect wrote "You're so hot. Please step on me."? Shadow!Freddy,sweating: Yes.
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Shadow!Freddy: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out? Shadow!Bonnie: …Have you never taken a shower before?
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Glamrock!Freddy: My crush isn’t picking up on my hints. Past!Bonnie: What hints have you given them? Glamrock!Freddy: Well, I think about them a lot. Glamrock!Freddy: And sometimes I even think about talking to them.
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Roxy: Is something burning? Glamrock!Chica, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my desire for you. Roxy: Chica, the toaster is literally on fire.
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Glamrock!Chica, trying to flirt: So, you come around here often? Roxy, confused: I mean, this is my room so yeah.
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Roxy: Relationships should be 50/50. Chica cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.
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Past!Bonnie: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake? Past!Monty, blushing: 'No,he can't mean-' Past!Bonnie: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!
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Mangle: You have to apologize to them Foxy. Withered!Foxy: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with.
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Withered!Foxy: I am a vicious killer, a stalking predator, a creature of pure malice and hatred. I have no heart- Mangle: Smiles. Withered!Foxy,sweating: F-fuck.
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Jeremy,trying to flirt with Michael: Hey,I think both our families suck
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Bye.
👁👄👁
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prettyyoungandbored · 5 months
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Dork - Danny Cordray
Pairing: Danny Cordray x Fem!OC
Author’s Note: This was one of the most difficult things I’ve ever written. I love this show so much and never did I think would do write an Office fic. So, because this is The Office, yes the OC will have a camera interview. Anything that is bold and italicized is her giving the on-camera interview. I hope you enjoy!
P.S. Any direct quotes from the show belong to the writers.
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Surprisingly, Danny Cordray being handsome was the second thing people were talking about. The first was the fact that he and Pam went on two dates two years ago.
And man, did the office run wild with that. Even if somehow Michael Scott strangely didn’t.
For Tessa Connelly, she felt bad that it was all people were talking about. She was friends with Pam and Pam was happily married with a kid. She moved on. Why couldn’t everybody else?
“I wanna say they’ll get over it, but you and I both know that will take forever,” Tessa chuckled, as the two women stood in the kitchen. “How were the dates though?”
“I had fun,” Pam replied. “But he didn’t call me after the second one so, I don’t know. Guess he wasn’t having as much fun.” She paused. “Not that it matters.”
“No, but I would question it too,” Tessa assured. “I’ve been in that position before and it’s the worst. How’s Jim handling it?”
“He’s frazzled but won’t admit it.”
The brunette chuckled. “Color me shocked. He’ll get over it. At least he will before everyone else does.”
Just as Pam was leaving the break room, Danny entered and his eyes met Tessa’s. She gave him a small smile.
“Hi, I don’t think we’ve met yet,” he said, holding out his hand. He flashed a million dollar smile that elicited butterflies in her stomach. “I’m Danny. I just joined the sales team.”
“Tessa,” she said, shaking his hand.
“And what do you do here?”
“I’m a customer service rep.”
He hummed, leaning on the counter. “Well, I can promise you you’ll only get glowing reviews about me.”
Her lips pursed as she nodded.
She pointed at him. “Lemme guess, salesman.”
“Traveling salesman,” he corrected politely.
She hummed. “Not much of a desk guy, huh?”
He shook his head. “I don’t like being tied down a whole lot.”
Ok, NOW I get why he only went on two dates with Pam. It all makes sense now.
She raised her mug. “Well, Danny, it was nice to meet you.”
“It was really nice to meet you as well,” he replied.
She just nodded and continued walking.
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The next day was the Halloween party. Tessa decided to keep it simple with a basic cat costume. She had the ears and drew the nose and whiskers, donning a black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a black pencil skirt.
She walked into the break room to get coffee at the same time Danny was.
“Nice costume,” he remarked. “I, uh, didn’t realize people took Halloween here seriously.”
“There’s a costume contest today,” she said, pouring coffee into her mug.
“I assume you’re entering?”
She shook her head. “I don’t care to.”
“But you’re dressed up.”
“Thats the fun of Halloween,” she said. “You dress up to be whoever or whatever you want.”
He nodded. “I didn’t think about that. Then again, I’ve never been a costume guy.”
“You’re missing out.”
“Well, for what it’s worth I’d vote for you in the costume contest.”
She couldn’t help but notice Danny Cordray’s smile and how it complimented his overall charming demeanor. She wondered if his looks was what made him a good salesman. He could sell meat to vegetarian with one single look.
Then she remembered his words. “I don’t like being tied down a whole lot.” He was obviously flirting with her just to get her in bed and then continue on to the next woman.
The worst part is how much she liked it.
“MeOW! Look at you dressed as my favorite thing in the world!”
She groaned, knowing damn well who that voice belonged too.
“Packer, I will stab you with my pencil,” she retorted.
Todd Packer, dressed as a pregnant nun, meddled in between her and Danny.
“Fiesty and violent, just how I like ‘em,” he smirked.
Before she could say something, Danny stepped in between.
“So, I need help finding the conference room for the meeting,” he said, looking at Tessa. “Can you show me where it is?”
She smiled at him gratefully. “Sure. Follow me.”
She walked out into the office with Danny right beside her. Once they were out of Packer’s sight, she turned and said, “Thanks for that. He’s a traveling salesman who truly has no business being in this office. Or even just existing.”
“No problem,” Danny chuckled. “I can promise you, not traveling salesmen are like that.”
She smiled. “I sure hope not.”
“So, um, I already told everyone else but my buddies and I are having a Halloween thing at our bar,” he said. “You should come.”
“You co-own a bar?” she asked. “Why am I not surprised?”
He made a face. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing at all. You just have a bar owner vibe about you.”
“Is that a good thing?”
“Yes, it is,” she laughed. “Don’t overthink it. What’s the name of the bar?”
“Public School.”
She cocked her head back. “That’s quite a name. I’ll definitely-.”
She turned to see the office staring at her, including Pam who was the only one smiling.
She looked over back at Danny. “I’ll think about it.”
Just because I’m being nice doesn’t mean I’m flirting with him. You can talk to an attractive man without flirting with him.
Don’t get me wrong, he’s cute. But I just…I mean…guys like him, you know. He’s a bachelor. He prefers the bachelor lifestyle. And it seems to suit him. Like he seems nice and he smells really nice and has a great smile-.
Oh [BEEP] off!
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“You going to Danny’s bar tonight?”
She glanced up from her computer to see Andy and Kevin standing there.
“I don’t know yet,” she shrugged.
“Is it because he went out with Pam two years ago?” Kevin asked.
She sighed. “Ok, you guys have got to cut it out with that.”
Andy laughed. “Sounds like someone’s a little bit jealous.”
“How am I-you know what?”
She got up from her desk and walked into the break room where Danny was talking with Jim and Pam.
“Do you honestly wanna know why I didn't call her back on a date over four years ago?” Danny asked.
“Hey, she had a nice time,” Jim said defensively.
“I did,” Pam chimes in. “Yeah, and it's one of those things that's just gonna keep gnawing at me. Like, gnaw, gnaw...’Why? Why didn't he? I have no idea why.’”
“Okay, honestly,” Danny sighed. I didn't call you back because I just thought you seemed a little dorky.”
Silence fell. Tessa’s heart sank to her stomach as she watched Pam’s demeanor soften into embarrassment.
“Hey, man,” Jim stepped in.
“Thank you!” Pam cut him off, over enthusiastically. “Thank you. I got it. Now I know. You thought I was a little dorky.”
Tessa couldn’t just stand there and do nothing.
“You know what, I don’t think I should come tonight,” she spoke up.
Danny, Jim, and Pam looked over at her.
“I don’t want to be around people who don’t appreciate how awesome us dorks are,” she snapped.
Danny opened his mouth to say something when Tessa turned around, heading back to her office.
I said what I said. Look, yes, he’s gorgeous but…it’s not worth entertaining. Not with someone like him.
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Tessa spent the rest of Halloween in the annex working. She figured with the costume contest and whatever conflict Michael and Darryl were dealing with, she could get her work done and slip out of here without dealing with Danny ever again.
“You didn’t have to do that.”
She looked over to see Pam standing by Tessa’s desk.
“It wasn’t right,” Tessa shrugged. “Besides, if you’re a dork then I’m a loser.”
Pam chuckled. “He actually apologized to me and Jim. It was actually really sincere.”
“That’s nice.”
“Tess, cmon. You should give him a chance, you know. He means well, and he clearly likes you. And I know you like him too.”
She sighed as she set her pencil down. “It’s not worth it and quite frankly, I don’t see it ending well.”
Pam pulled out a folded scrap of paper. Tessa unfolded it, revealing name written on it.
“I didn’t even-.”
“He wrote it,” Pam said. “It was the only handwriting I couldn’t recognize.”
Tessa sighed, the knot in her stomach tightened.
“Don’t not do it because of me,” Pam said. “Just…you know, think about it.”
Tessa nodded as Pam grabbed her arm. “C’mon. Jim brought Cece and she’s all dressed up.”
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When Tessa walked out to the office, the first thing she noticed was Jim, dressed as Popeye, holding baby Cece.
“Oh my god, she’s Sweet Pea!” Tessa beamed.
She made her way over, holding out her arms. Jim handed her the baby as she continued to coo at Cece.
“What a cutie you are in your costume!” she said. “Best one I’ve seen today!”
“I actually like the Popeye cartoons.”
She looked over to see Danny standing there. He continued. “I always liked cartoons. Still kind of do. The old school Looney Tunes make me laugh.”
Tessa pulled back her lips. “What if I were to tell you that sometimes I still watch those cartoons? Is that too dorky for you?”
He smiled. “I would say that sometimes Public School has the old school Looney Tunes playing on one of TVs and if you don’t believe me, you should come check it out for yourself.”
Tessa looked at Cece.
“You know, Cece,” she began, “Danny here really wants me to go to his bar. Give me a smile if you think I should go.”
Cece smiled and began babbling. Tessa looked over at Danny.
“What time should I be there?” she asked.
I guess I figured I’d been too judgemental. Besides, Pam gave me her blessing. I’m just going to go for a couple drinks. See what happens.
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cartmankisser · 2 years
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Hii :) Could you do some kissing(maybe making out😰) headcanons for Clyde if ur comfortable ofc :) thank u!
YES CLYDE HES SUCH A GOOF I LUV HIM
quite a bit of nsfw i went a bit overboard with that but um,,, i'm putting making out headcanons below the cut
okay okay he's obsessed with kissing you on the cheek. he thinks it's the cutest thing ever! (and also he gets too flustered to kiss you on the lips sometimes)
he's pretty awkward with kissing honestly
he wants to be the dominant one, but with simple pecks, he never knows what to do... he's overly stiff when he leans in, and totally makes that one awkward douchey face with his eyes closed,,,
plz tell me you know what i mean
he misses a lot,,,, always kisses the corner of ur mouth 😭😭
if you ever catch him by suprise and initiate a kiss, he definitely freezes for a moment. the face he makes is literally the cutest thing ever.
his eyes widen, the tip of his ears and nose turn bright pink, he instantly gets a giddy smile, blah blah it's literally so fucking adorable omg
like he full on swoons everytime you kiss him. he'd probably marry you on the spot if you ever kissed him in front of his friends
he's got a bit of a problem with overdoing pda because he's a dork who wants to be the stereotypical strong jock boyfriend type, but he's such a sweetheart that he's usually just hanging off of you and kissing your cheek
for making out? it's a bit different
i feel like he would try to make out in public a lot, but he wouldn't try it again if you told him you didn't want to. if you do??? awesome!!
he'd pull you infront of everyone. the kids he hates, his classmates, his friends even! just to show you off to everyone!!! you're honestly this guy's favorite thing on the world so he has no shame!!!
in private though, it's a bit more intimate
loves making out, but he isn't the best with using tounge so he never tried to french kiss unless you start it first
he's still trying to keep his dominance but he's a too much of a pussy to initiate actual sex so whenever he gets horny, he just gets very grabby. his hands never leave your body.
mostly grabbing at your ass, but hes an honest man who can appreciate a nice rack too
dry humping? dry humping.
he groans into the kiss a lot too
tbh? my mind is blank. all i can think about right now is jerking him off while making out and him moaning into your mouth as he somewhat tries to kiss back
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karlrose · 2 months
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Why I still obsess over hyperfixations gone by...
I still love Xena The Warrior Princess and still watch the DVDs from time to time because all of the good memories I have with my mother involve watching Xena together. Xena and The Facts of Life. (My mother was incredibly physically and emotionally abusive to me so I cherish the times when she was kind)
I still love Danny Phantom because it premiered on Nickelodeon the same day my nephew was born. It's also the first show I wrote fanfic for. I related to Danny a lot and liked that he wasn't a perfect role model. He was a normal kid with anger issues and could be vindictive at times, but tried to keep good in him. (I broke my foot tripping on a pair of boots my father had told me to pick up several times before while running to watch Fanning the Flames. That was when I learned that Dad tells me to do things for my own good, not because he just didn't like the mess)
I still play Kingdom Hearts all the time because I met my husband through our shared interest in it. When we got married, we had to decide who's copy of which game we were keeping and which we were giving away to others. His first birthday after our marriage, I bought him his own keyblade and I loved seeing his face light up and how he excitedly swung it around like a child on christmas. I've gotten him something Kingdom Hearts themed every birthday ever since. (The happiest he's ever been with any of my gifts is the christmas I got him new undershirts, underwear, and socks though. He cried. I thought he'd be disappointed that I got him something so practical, but I've never seen anyone so happy from something so simple)
I still love Team Rocket because my siblings and I would bond over Pokemon. We traded cards, we played the games together, we watched the movies over and over.
I still love Super Metroid because it was the first game I ever finished. I was 4 years old the first time I got to the ending. I fell in absolute love with the metroid and had such an emotional response to the experience. I still think Super Metroid is one of the best games ever made.
I still love Sailor Moon because I've been watching Sailor Moon since I was 3. So much of my life is wrapped up in it. A lot of the lessons I still carry to this day and try to impart on my kids, I learned from Sailor Moon. If a friend is in trouble, it's more important to help your friend than to keep a secret. Friends aren't just people you hang out with or talk to, friends are people you look out for and who look out for you. If you don't have the other person's best interests in mind, you're not friends. My entire blueprint on how to treat people comes from watching Sailor Moon. I have a moon sceptre, a collection of lockets, and I still have the Sailor Moon plush I got for christmas as a child. Her pigtails are missing and her head is crocked (her head got ripped off in a sibling fight and my friend who had just learned how to sew from her grandma sewed her head back on for me making the plushie itself a symbol of friendship.)
My current obsession, Miraculous Ladybug, I love because I see myself in Marinette. She has anxiety, I have anxiety. I see the relationship between my husband and I in Marinette and Adrien. They're both oblivious dorks and so are we. But the biggest reason I love Miraculous is because I feel the way I felt the first time I watched Sailor Moon.
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woodsfae · 1 year
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Babylon 5 s01e22: Chrysalis
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I can't believe we're to the season finale already - and also am so impressed with this twenty-three episode season! It's been incredibly tightly written so far.
Londo and G’Kar fighting is comfortingly amusing now.
G’Kar’s shimmery green armor is gorgeous.
Yelling the dying, stabbed man’s name is absolutely the way to keep him alive and giving you info for a few extra seconds, Garibaldi. RIP Petrov.
I am such a fan of these transparent surgical masks. I would like for them to use it for scrubs, too.
A surprise…? He looks so happy I half expected him to say he’s pregnant. But it’s clearly going to be a proposal.
“Look. Do you want to get married, or don’t you?”
AHAHAHA. I had to hold my stitches. That’s fucking perfect, Sinclair, you dork.
Poor Londo. Probably pissed off all the gods by waving his tentacles around. That certainly offended me.
EW NO IT’S FAE EVIL GUY. Morden. Ugh, no.
Delenn did not look particularly happy to get a yes response from Kosh. Granted, it would be rather unnerving to get anything other than an unfathomable soliloquy out of Kosh.
Being an ambassador is pretty high position. A lot of stress. Do you really want more responsibility, ie stress, to interfere with all the boozing and womanizing, Ambassador? Don’t make deals with Morden. Bad news is written ALLLLLL OVER THIS GUY.
Kosh’s shoulder pad wings are so extra.
Delenn, did you promise to grow hair?! In exchange for looking at Kosh?!
If the situation is too big for the head of station security, maybe don’t murder station denizens? That’s guaranteed to get some officials involved.
Vir and I are on the same page. Although he’s totally out of the loop. Londo is smart. He’s got to be able to see how shady this is.
G’Kar’s robe is so slutty. Love the space slut a la Picard look.
IVANOVA. Oh she looks so cute. I wish Talia was here to see her stylin’ curly hair and that dress is just gorgeous.
Hmmm Devereaux could be special forces, or he could have stolen a special forces weapon.
SHIT Morden et al are bad, bad news. Do cloaking devices exist in B5? It seems massively overpowered for the tech we’ve seen so far. Even Vorlon tech. On par with DraalPlanet, for destructiveness.
Something is definitely going to happen to those boxes. And immediately! Inside man!
Delenn!!! And the mystery 24 hours!!! There is a lot going on. Poor Sinclair has had to do some masterful time management this season so far but this might take it to a whole new level. I will be delighted if his pedantry saves the day again.
RIP every single Narn at the outpost. Ten thousand! Very OP. Who the hell and what the hell kind of firepower? I’m surprised that G’Kar’s list of who could have done it include both the Minbari and humans. Perhaps they’re more of a real power than I’d realized.
You can do it, Garibaldi. Pass out on the party floor! What is the party for? I missed that, if it was mentioned.
Oh sheeeeeeeeet, they did not manage to prevent the presidential assassination. Chaos must be incoming. Inside Job Man is still around and fucking shit up and smearing his smirk around.
They are very into lipliner on B5.
Having A Bad Day Narn/Human solidarity:
I’m honestly surprised and impressed that Londo cares that 10,000 Narns were killed. There’s more decency in him for Narnuan lives than I’d thought.
Inside Guy doin Inside Murders.
What doin, Kosh?
There is SO much going on here.
A real, actual, physical, chrysalis?!
There is so much going on that I absolutely cannot predict at all. It’s a trip.
“He is an annoying man, but I would miss him if he…”
Londo Mollari, that was very nearly a genuine sentiment of affection!
I hate Inside Guy nearly as much as Morden at the moment.
Speak of the devil. Floating, invisible, squeaky aliens plus Morden. Only good things can come of this, I’m sure.
AND IT’S A CLIFFHANGER?! *screams and throws things*
y’all I had an extremely busy day for being this recently post-op and am actually having trouble tracking visually. Am going to have to watch the next one tomorrow.
But it will be tomorrow: pinky promise.
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For the ship bingo, Venkai and Namiven
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VenKai (Ventus/Kairi) MAN VenKai is sorta a weird spot for me, because on one hand it is Adorable. I totally get why people love it and I reblog fanart/read fics of them quite a bit. However, I also like looking at them as just being friends. The Hearts of Pure Light duo! And man there is so much untapped potential here. First, Kairi's a Princess of Heart, while Ven's Light is just all that's left of him. Kairi's Heart is fully Light, complete, while Ventus is fully Light, but broken. I love thinking about the differences they might experience because of this. Love the idea of Kairi asking Ventus if his Heart feels weak when hers does. Ventus asking Kairi if her Light magic can be as dangerous as his. Then comes their connection to Sora... WOW. Ventus was a part of Sora, he's got so much of Sora in his actions that it's impossible for Kairi not to be reminded of him. Meanwhile Kairi was such an important person to Sora, and Ventus almost remembers the days they spent on the beach, or playing in the secret place, or reuniting during kh2. They both get to experience a piece of Sora when they're together, and it helps fill the gap that opened up when he went missing. once again i circle the 'friend-with-benefits vibes' not because of it's usual connotation but because that's the best way to describe how I ship them right now? Like, no real goal to have a committed romance, they would just kiss or do borderline romantic things with each other. I don't think I can ship them the 'conventional' way but I can get behind the two of them as like. the sorta couple that are just friends and get married for tex benefits of somethin. Fake dating AU but instead of falling in love at the end they're just like "Hell yeah! Best Friends!"
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NamiVen (Namine/Ventus) YES. I LOVE THESE TWO. I can't say this ship is like. everything to me but it is SO underrated, like, seriously. There's so much potential for these two i can not possibly express everything but lets start of: simply put, this ship is just the epitome of sugar-sweet fluff. Namine is shy and sweet and I feel like that's Ventus' weakness when it comes to crushes. He would fall head over heels for her in an instant, and every time they talk afterwards he'd just be a blushing mess. My personal headcanon is that Ventus really does have a habit of blue-screening and going 'pretty girl!! pretty girl!!" whenever he sees someone like Nami, beautiful and soft and kind. Then of course, Ventus would try to be knightly towards her, I can imagine him doing silly things like running past her so he can hold open the door for her, would try to impress her by winning her prizes at the fair in Disney Town (he would certainly fail a few times first lol), and just accidentally blurting out that she's pretty. the most stereotypical "dorks in love" tropes you can get you know? On the other hand. There's genuinely so much that can be explored between them. First off, Castle Oblivion is Namine's birthplace, but it's also Ventus' sanctuary. I love the idea of Namine being somewhat aware that Ventus is inside the Castle somewhere, that she can hear his breathing or feel his heartbeat from behind the walls of the Castle. In a sorta, 'magical awareness' way. Like part of Ventus is calling out, and Namine is the only one who can hear him. Then of course, they both share a connection to Sora, and I feel as though post KH3, Namine would see a lot of Sora in Ventus. In his actions, in the way he smiles... it might remind Namine of her feelings towards Sora, and both the shame and gratitude she feels towards him. Maybe... maybe Ventus is a second chance. Maybe if she can befriend him, she'll be able to face Sora when he returns, despite what happened during CoM. Basically with any Nami ship I love the idea of it being a way to help her to heal, because she's been hurt so much, and she resents herself for it, yknow? And I feel Ventus is all about second chances, and he would be a really positive force for her. Someone who's also connected to Sora, and feels guilt for not being able to help him more. Someone who's connected to Castle Oblivion, yet doesn't know about everything that went down there. Someone Nami could open up to, but she doesn't have to 'earn' his trust or kindness, because Ventus is just always ready to make a new friend. and THEN there's also the whole opportunity to have a whole mess with Ventus' memories, maybe with Nami helping him remember the bad stuff, or alternatively, Ventus not wanting to remember his past and talking to Nami about learning to accept that himself. cause i'm sure nami has had enough experiences with memory manipulation to know that 'hey... some people aren't ready to remember what they've forgotten. that's okay'.
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whats mrs afton up to in your au?
Oh you know, possessing Ballora after William murdered her.
They were genuinely in love for a while, childhood friends to lovers trope and all. They would typically balance each other out, with Clara being the more moody, would probably bite you one and William being the calm negotiator out of them. Both of them were chaotic theatre kids though.
Clara sometimes wondered why she married this man when he wakes her up just to tell her a stupid joke, but then he’d do little, sweet gestures and she’d be like ‘yeah I’m gonna spend my life with this fucking dork’
The reason they’re like this is because… well I’m going to need to describe the visuals in my brain for this. How my AU exists in there is before the bite of 83, everything is weirdly perfectly and the visuals I have are all very colourful. It’s like… it’s like a sitcom. Things that would usually be questionable are brushed off as a joke and William and Clara are the perfect lovey dovey coupe. It’s after the bite where the tone completely shifts, and the colours appear duller and everything is treated more realistically.
William falls into very old drinking habits after the bite and he and Clara begin to argue. It’s affecting Elizabeth and Michael and when he shows no signs of stopping she runs to Henry for help, who’s equally as concerned. He refuses their attempts to help but very suddenly after a very rainy night this shifts and he’s begging them for help. Wonder why.
He does start to get better and is making up for how he was with the kids so Clara let’s out a sigh of relief and they try to repair their own relationship as well. William is scarily good at pretending everything is alright, so Clara has no reason to suspect anything, and he’s equally as good at pretending he’s horrified by the missing children, especially Cassidy and Gabriel being as they knew them quite well.
For two years it’s like this, and it’s mostly me playing around with the horror aspect of William’s kindness to his family Vs his disturbing actions, and how no one suspects him at all.
It’s uh… after Elizabeth’s death this all changes. He wanted more immortal juice but god damn he didn’t want his daughter to die (POV you make animatronics designed to kill kids and are shocked when they kill your kid). Things start falling apart again, worse this time, and Clara is this close to telling him she’s going to leave with Michael if he doesn’t pull it together. She’s VERY close.
She’s about to bring up divorce on the day she dies. She goes down to his workshop, annoyed at how unbothered he is by everything and long story short… she ends up realising, thanks to some of his notes and putting pieces together, that he killed the missing children. William immediately drops his facade right then and there. He loved Clara, but not enough that he’s willing to let her walk out with that information. So, he kills her, hides her body in Ballora, and later reports her as missing.
No one ever finds her, much to his relief, and no one suspects poor old William Afton either.
This is a very shortened version of it as there is a lot more complexity to their relationship and how it slowly begins to unravel but that would take too long of a post unfortunately.
Someone please get Ballora the divorce papers…
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“Napoleon’s Battle Plan” the twenty third episode of the first season of Sports Night, is the best episode of the show in my opinion for these scattered reasons…
One of Dan’s first lines in the episode: “We’re grown men with important jobs who are standing in our underwear. Let’s sing a song”.
Dan wondering if there are people in the building across the street who can see them in their underwear.
When told that Casey and Dan don’t have their pants, Dana asks if there was an industrial accident that claimed the lives of both their pants.
The show showing it can be dated AF that when Dana couldn’t sleep she studied a catalogue… is there anything more 90s than a catalogue
“You cracking wise with me now?” Dan has so many good lines this episode
Casey, detailing the titular battle plan of Napoleon’s: “First we show up. Then we see what happens”
Dan: That was his plan?….. Against the Russian army?”
Casey: Yep.
Dan:….. Almost hard to believe that he lost”. Bwahahahahaha
Dan being adorable pestering Casey to talk to Dana.
Casey protests that it isn’t the manly thing to do to tell Dana- Dan suggests “then do it in a deep voice” in the most POUTY way possible.
The split second between when Dan tells Natalie about Sally and Gordon and Natalie running out of the room to tell Dana.
Dana is wayyyyy too calm upon being told that Gordon slept with Sally. Even Dana muses she wouldn’t think that she would be this calm.
Could that be because Gordon is the worst and Dana doesn’t even want to marry him a little bit.
Cause seriously Gordon is the worst.
And the first thing he asks is if Casey told her.
Did I mention that Gordon is the worst-
And as a general rule, don’t ever preface something with “this part is funny, actually” or anything that sounds like that. It’s pretty much guaranteed the other person will not find it funny.
“It would never happen when we were married”. Really words that should accompany any proposal.
DANA AND SALLY’s CONFRONTATION.
IT IS SO GOOD.
Because Sally is absolutely right- it IS none of Dana’s business if Casey and Sally are doing the do. Gordon is another story but Casey is none of her business.
And the best part- Dana realizes this! While Sally is telling her off, Dana says out loud that Sally is right and Dana is embarrassed for herself for confronting Sally like this.
Sally looks confused for a moment like she’s wondering if this might be a trick. And she in a very gentle way says what Dana desperately needs to hear: Dana isn’t upset, or really cares that Sally slept with Gordon. No, Dana cares that Sally slept with Casey.
This episode and the Ordnance Tactics did a good job of making Sally more than just a leggy siren.
Cause it’s hard not to tell feel for Sally when she matter of factly states that the man she’s been sleeping with for two months doesn’t care for her, and she is aware of this.
Seriously this scene is so good all the way through- just outstanding writing and acting from Felicity and Brenda.
It has dawned on Dan that telling Natalie wasn’t the best idea.
Not just because Natalie went and told Dana, but because now it’s come out about Casey and Sally in addition to Sally and Gordon.
To quote Miss Chanandler Bong- can open, worms, everywhere!
And Casey does not know about ANY OF THIS.
He has been mercifully unaware, behind the closed doors of his and Dan’s office, working away.
Dan is the meme of the little kid who is waking up his parents to tell them he threw up here.
There are a lot of times in the show where Dan seems like the little brother, never more so than when he fills Casey in, which is so amazing once again I need to transcribe it.
“Casey: You told Dana?!
Dan: I told Natalie. Natalie told Dana.
Casey: Oh, boy! Who would’ve thought!
Dan: Dana told Gordon, Dana told Sally. Of course, Sally already knew-“
Dan is such a cute dork I love that he adds of course Sally already knew… and then comes my least favorite line of the episode.
Casey explodes, “you’re a woman, you know that? I’m gonna stick you under a hair dryer!”
Like really Aaron Sorkin? You nailed it with the Dana/Sally talk and then make this stupid ass joke- what does this even mean?
Dana and then Casey both kicking Dan out of the office.
Elliot and Kim telling Casey they’d like to hear his tawdry tales later as he and Dana walk through the newsroom.
The heartbreak Dana packs into “Sally… Sally?”
Casey’s wry observation of “you’re a lot of fun to share an office with today, you know that?” When Dan mentions this time it’s his fault that he and Casey are without pants.
Dan: (as he and Casey walk through the newsroom without pants) Those are nice boxers.
Casey: Shut up.
And Casey’s plan has come to fruition. They showed up- now they’ll see what happens.
Technically, an anchor is a job you could do pantless- you sit behind a desk the whole time.
I really hope this was readable, whenever I rewatch Sports Night this is the episode I’m always most excited to get to- I usually rewind the scene where Dan admits everything to Casey a few times lol.
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fmk these three ryans ❤️
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also if you have any wild student days stories in your back pocket please tell me one LOVE YOU MWAH 💕
Kris you are killing me sdjhgf send help why are we like this. OKAY, okay, okayyyyyy. Fuck the first one because he looks like a soft boy, kill the middle one because he looks like a douche, and marry the last one because that's a dork I could share my life with. <3
I have SO many wild student day stories, but since I was just away on a festival with my dance squad and orchestra from those days I'll tell you a bit about another festival we went to in 2011. So we got invited to perform at Ballerup musikfest in Denmark, which is a hoot and a half because that meant a bus trip through Sweden and a stop on the way in Gothenburg to visit our friend orchestra and dance squad at Chalmers there.
The fun thing about Ballerup is that my orchestra has been invited there enough times that the people attending the music festival recognize our uniforms (which we are always dressed in when out on these kinds of trips, no exceptions), so it's always kind of like being a celebrity; people keep greeting you and cheering at you. We also gathered some extra attention when we formed a beer chain through the city - beer is much cheaper in Denmark than in Finland, so gotta take the opportunity when you have it, y'know (the video is from 2013 but we did the same thing in 2011, and 2015, and 2017...).
Anyway, we were having a great time at the festival, doing our gigs and watching other orchestras and bands perform, and going to Bjarnes pølser at 3AM to get the best hot dogs in the country. But then the day before we're set to leave our bus breaks down. Completely caput. We won't be able to use it to get home.
Well, that's inconvenient. (The rest is under a read more, this turned longer than I intended lmao)
Sleepover Saturday!
The orchestra's administration jumps into action, but it's very quickly evident that we'll have to fly home and leave the bus to it's fate. But since we're so many there's no plane available until the day after tomorrow. Ok, so one extra night. Except then it turns out the bus will be transported away the next day, and most of our packing will have to go with it because we can't check in ridiculous amounts of baggage on the plane. So one extra night with no mattresses or sleeping mats to lie on. Ok. Well. Doable.
So. We sleep our last comfortable night, then the next morning pack everything we won't need immediately into the bus - including most of the beer we bought - see the bus off and resign to spend the day in Ballerup. Well, our bus driver came up with the idea that he could take us into Christiania in Copenhagen instead and show us around there.
A side note to talk about him a bit, because bless this man, god rest his soul. He passed a few years ago, but he was an absolute legend. I have no idea how many languages he spoke but it must've been at least seven. He drove the orchestra to pretty much all our festivals for something like 20 years. Sometimes he picked up hitchhikers, who then got to take part in whatever weird bus shenanigans were happening at the moment, and once in the buffet on the boat between Sweden and Finland there was a Brazilian couple at the next table over who wondered about us, so our driver started speaking Portuguese with them and explained our deal. He was so much fun, I miss him.
Christiania is an interesting place. They have some very interesting architecture because of their status as freetown, but it do be the cannabis that brings most people there. Well, we spent a nice afternoon and evening there, our bus driver knew lots of people. Then we took the train back to Ballerup to drink up all the beer we didn't put in the bus and try to sleep at least somewhat straight on the floor. It was uncomfortable, I'll say that much, but I spooned up with a couple of friends, so could be worse. It was cold, though. The next morning we once again take the train to Copenhagen to go to the airport, and give the poor security guards a weird show when we show up in our dress suits and pink jackets with lots of medals on our chests and raging hangovers (we left maybe a bit too much beer with us instead of putting more on the bus, rip) - no civilian clothes allowed on a festival, remember. I remember buying toast and a smoothie from Joe and the Juice, and then pretty much everyone passing out on the plane as soon as it took off.
The bus got repaired and made it back to Finland some days later and we got all our stuff back. But I did miss my Monday morning lectures.
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Journal Entry 002
Dear Friend, 
Aromantic.
A person who experiences little to no romantic attraction. 
As a child, I grew up watching telenovelas and disney princesses. The way the entertainment industry portrays ‘love’ was something I was always confused about. How at the very end, the prince was there to save the princess, they get married and live happily forever after. 
How at school, when my classmates would talk about who their crush was and why they liked them, I never was really interested in that. So whenever I would say that I didn't like anyone in my school, they wouldn't believe me, because everyone has someone they like. 
That got me thinking, me 10 years old at the time, then if everyone has a crush, why don't i have a crush?
Looking back at it now, if i would have ignored what my classmates would say to me, I guess i would have saved the pain of losing someone i really cared about.
In 6th grade, I met someone. They were shy and, in my eyes, kind of a dork. But, i really liked them, not in that way let me clarify. But, when you are surrounded by people who tell you that they like someone, i convinced myself that yes i did like them that way. 
My tiny “crush” turned into what people say was “puppy love” but in reality it was two broken kids yearning for someone to hold them and care for them. We both found that in each other. By that time, my parents and older sister were always out of the house, working, leaving me by myself at home. Them? In a household of divorced parents. In a few months, our friendship turned into an elementary school relationship. 
When middle school came, we both got close, but the title 'significant other’ was something I would usually forget about. I liked being around them, I liked laughing at their dumb jokes and listen to whatever they said. I just didn't like them that way. 
Then, that’s when my parents decided to pack up our things and leave for another country. Despite being against it, I followed. A long distance relationship was something I didn't know I was going to pursue, but I guess I did. 
That’s when I began my spiral of who I am and what I liked, how after years of ignoring it, I became aware of my lack of romantic attraction. I thought i was broken, again coming from a hispanic background, my parents wanted me to get married in the future.
So, you can imagine the amount of lectures I received every time I tried to hint to my parents that there’s a possibility I don't want to get married at all. While I still tried to figure that out, my “relationship” was going okay? I was confused, I didn't know what to do, but I noticed how they also changed a lot. How they were a bit distant and a bit quieter whenever we would video call with my best friend. I noticed yet I didn't do anything about it.
It was obvious that throughout the years, we both grew and matured in different ways, we both decided that it was best to remain friends and to be there for eachother. But slowly, they stopped talking to us. They just disappeared. To this day, I still don't know anything about them. At times, I wonder, would things have been different if I had done something? Would we still be friends if I asked if they were okay? 
I felt as a small part of me broke away, I felt lost and alone. I still had my best friend by my side but I felt as if something was missing from me. As I continued on with my life, I tried to look for what I had with them. After being aware of what I was feeling, I still pursued relationships with a few people but as you can guess, I couldn't give them what they gave me. Love. 
With them it was different, we still held that comfort we gave each other when we were kids. We both could talk about anything without judging each other, laugh about anything. We got used to each other.
Will I ever find someone like them? No. I finally realized that no matter how hard I look, I will never find someone like them. I finally accepted who I am and shook off the expectation that society has placed, where we need to get married. But heck, I'm so darn happy being single. 
I’m aromantic and part of the lgbtq community, and I couldn't ever be more proud of how I finally figured out who i am. 
And to the person who was there at my lowest, I hope you're doing okay, I hope you are happy and doing what you've told me what you wanted to do. I'm sorry if I hurt you in any way. I love and miss you everyday. 
Love always, 
Minnie~
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