#omg i love speakeasies

[sugarpasteltmnt]

Greetings from the Speakeasy! :D

[Leo, trying to remember how math works after having been trapped in the Prison Dimension for 5 years and losing most of his sanity to check if he's old enough to drink now]:

(he ends up ordering three drinks that remind him of his brothers and just stares at them with a stupid, pleased grin on his face)

#adsjahsd you are so CUTE!!! 🩵💙🩵‼️ #(๑≧♡≦) AAAH!! #your turtle-sona is so stinkin cute #omg i love speakeasies #clink-clink let's get a DRINK 🍸 #teehee tysm for the cute ask!!! #meanwhile Raph Mikey and Donnie are each taking a shot to deal with the Situation ('Void' aka Leo) #(<- they don't know the villain of their au is their brother yet lmao losers) #tmnt au competition 2024 #tmnt au competition #tnv asks #pastel prattling #the neon void tmnt #the neon void

[strawberryfairi]

TR Guys + Their Types | HCS

Ran, Baji, Rindou, Hanma 💖 pt 1

⚜️Content: Black Girl Edition🤎 What I could see the guys' types being

RAN

~ I feel like he loves a fashionable girl, specifically that like rich girl style (loves to wear heels, dresses, sun hats, etc). ~ Loves a confident, self-assured woman (I could see him loving a woman that gives off Jessica Rabbit vibes, both style and attitude).

~Definitely loves the hard to get type (not PLAYING hard to get but she just literally is hard to get).

~She'll love luxurious things (vacations, restaurants, etc) and will never say no when he offers her one of those types of experiences. ~She'd also be very kind, maybe even mellow personality wise. Like she's very poised, calm, and well-spoken for sure.

~He'd love a talented woman too! I feel like he'd be shook at a vocalist! That speakeasy, jazz standard vocalist type vibe. A smooth, sultry voice (I imagine her singing Bewitched, Bothered, and Bewildered by Ella Fitzgerald and Ran's just watching like omg...I'm sat🧎🏻).

~Likes a girl that really likes to nap, and do homey activities! Spending quality time together being inside the house is a must or him! For example: Going out to dinner together somewhere beautiful and expensive then come home and just chill and cuddle together with a movie on until y'all fall asleep!

~I could see him absolutely LOVING and OBSESSING over a big afro! Like imagine this look: A gorgeous yellow sundress, white heels, and that gorgeous afro she created out of a braid out, picked out to perfection and framing her face elegantly. Again...he's sat🧎🏻

BAJI

~I could kind of see two different types of girls for Baji so Imma split this one:

TYPE 1:

~ PATIENT...as a mf! Like, she is not out here getting pissed about every little thing. It takes her a lot of pushing before she'd ever get as mad as Baji does about certain things.

~ She's soft spoken (not necessarily like a meek voice but just calm) yet confident, and has no problem correcting or telling anyone off, she's just not going about it like Baji.

~Very compassionate and values family (this goes for type 2 as well). Baji cares DEEPLY for his mom so naturally I feel like he'd gravitate towards a family girl.

~Definitely loves animals for sure. Like just any animal she's cool with, and they're cool with her. (Them adventurous type girls that'll ride elephants and like...idk touch a shark lol. That ain't me chile)

~I could lowkey see that like chill sense of style for her too. Like not nothing fancy with Ran but more everyday/cute casual wear.

~I think Baji would like (in either type) a locs goddess type of girl. Like something about a girl with locs for my boy Keisuke....he's sat 🧎🏻.

TYPE 2:

~ ZERO PATIENCE....like none. If she's set off all hell is breakin' lose chile. It's every natural disaster happening at the same time if someone makes them BOTH mad (just run...).

~Values family for sure.

~Loud, animated personality! The type of girl where you hear her before you see her coming.

~Does not like animals like that, but is willing to let him show her and maybe warm her up to different kinds of animals.

~I think he'd like the streetwear kinda style. The kind where she can dress it up or down depending on the day or outing, like maybe she'll add in some heels to jazz up the fit, you feel me?

RINDOU

~Like Ran, I think he'd love a talented woman! Art, music, etc, he'd really like that kind of thing!

~I could see Rin liking a cutesy girl for him! Like pink, skirts, just the stereotypical girly things.

~I think he'd love natural hair so much! Like he'd love to just sit and learn how she does it. She'd be the type to do her hair herself.

~He'd like a girl he can share memes and music playlists with!

~Will love a girl that likes to go out, and be taken out to dinners, clubs, etc. Just texts/calls her outta nowhere like "Get dressed nice babe, I'm taking you out"

~Likes a girl with a warm, velvety, low voice. That deep tone that comes across naturally sensual for no reason.

~I think he'd also like the kind of girl that acts a bit bratty just so he can put her in her place (if you know what I'm sayin' sksksksk)

~Since he's all flexible and whatnot, on his elastigirl type beat, he'd definitely like a girl that would be open to learning about stretches and workouts and things! Would for sure like a lil workout buddy.

~He'd like a girl that's good at communicating and being perceptive of other people.

HANMA

~I feel like Shuji likes a girl that acts like she doesn't like his corny jokes, slight chaos, and flirting but really does

~He'll like a funny girl for sure! Not necessarily cracking jokes 24/7, but she has a sense of humor!

~I think he'd like a girl that' loves adventures too. Hanma likes spontaneity so he'd probably gravitate towards a girl that loves doing random things out of the blue!

~Likes an "angelic" kind of girl. Super sweet, kind of innocent, super kind, and just not violent and crazy like him. Definitely can see him with a girl that'll reign that craziness on in (Like, "We can have fun but we ain't bouta be on all dat...")

~I feel like he'd like though, a bad biddie type of girl too. Like she intimidates guys that see her because she looks so beautiful. Comes across scary gorgeous but she's really not like that at all if they get the chance to know her.

~When it comes to her hair, I could see her being a versatile baddie. She'll be natural, wear wigs, get braids/locs, you just never know! She gon' eat whatever style she feels like at any given time!

~I feel like this will also play into her style too. Like she's the kinda girl that will be giving classy baddy one time, casual one day and streetwear another but she absolutely slays each and every aesthetic like it's her main one!

#baji keisuke headcanons #ran haitani headcanons #rindou haitani headcanons #tokyo rev #shuji hanma headcanons #shuji hanma #rindou haitani #ran haitani #keisuke baji x reader #black fem reader #black female reader #haitani brothers #shuji hanma x reader #tokyo rev x black reader

[ninjaneonleon]

Omg hi! You’re so cute, thank you for the flowers.

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Raph wandered around the Speakeasy with Mona sticking close to his side. He wasn’t sure he wanted a drink, even if he was technically legal to drink in their version of the Hidden City. No, instead he wanted to see if he could make some new friends. The other Raphs had been very cool, but he wanted to see if there was anyone else around he could talk to.

“Chirp!” Raph almost stumbled when he heard the happy little chirp by his feet. He looked down and saw an adorable little turtle standing in front of him. Her little blue dress looked so soft. She looked up at him and offered four glowing flowers with another happy chirp. He couldn’t help but notice they were the colours of him and his bros, Red, orange, purple and blue.

“Oh, how sweet. Are these for us?” Mona asked, squatting down next to the little turtle. “That’s so lovely of you. Thank you.” She took the flowers and held them close. “I’ll make sure the right turtles get the right flowers, I promise.” She winked at the little girl and got a giggle and a chirp in response.

“What’s ya name, little miss?” Raph asked, squatting down too. The little turtle shifted to show off a badge on her chest. “Artemisia? That’s a really lovely name. Well, miss Artemisia, how’s about you come with us for now? We’re gonna be walking around and trying to make friends with some of the people here. You can stick with us until you find some more people you recognise too.” Even if this wasn’t exactly what Raph had indented when he decided to meet new people, he couldn’t deny that Artemisia was absolutely adorable and he wanted to take care of her. If nothing else, he could help her find her family, they had to be around here somewhere.

Artemisia let out a musical string of chirps and held her arms up. Raph chuckled and carefully scooped her up, letting her curiously reach up and feel his eye patch. “C’mon, little miss, c’mon Momo. Let’s see who else is around,” Raph said with a grin. Hey, he made a new friend and got an awesome flower. Maybe coming to the Speakeasy before the contest was a good idea after all.

@tmntaucompetition

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #surp-rise!au #rottmnt raph

[kakuchari]

ARIIIII may i request a nanami blurb (nsfw or sfw i'll leave that up to you :3) based on the song killshot by magdalena bay please? <3

-> hit me with your killshot, baby. (x) | 2,276 words. afab!reader (no pronouns used but female anatomy included), slight yandere obsession if u squint, alcohol consumption, fingering, cunnilingus, implied penetrative + protected sex, nanami calls reader “sweet thing”, “darling”, higuruma cameo. nanami might be a lil ooc but bear with me here.

a/n: oh salem, this was DELICIOUS to write. what a banger of a song too omg i gotta listen to them more!! i took a more obsessive!nanami approach, i feel like he'd get off on how easy some people are to fall in love with him, but not necessarily in a bad way. it's almost like a confirmation that he's good, he's not rotten like the rest of the men he works with; he's respectful so he deserves rewards in a way??? anyway i'm not sure what happened but here we are LMAO

The speakeasy was quiet this evening.

You sip on a lovely gin and tonic, mixed together just right as your eyes drag across the people dotted around the space. Your business shirt has been unbuttoned slightly, enough to tease as your drink steadily makes you feel warmer and fuzzier. Your heels are long gone, tucked away in your bag as you opt for chunky boots, which tend to be much comfier after a few drinks.

It was a cozy atmosphere; one of your favorite places to go after work to unwind without having to worry about seeing those you know. Which, unfortunately, has happened before and almost turned you off from coming back completely.

But you couldn’t.

Mainly due to the man you’re staring at now, half-hoping he can’t feel your burning gaze.

He’s stunning, and he’s been coming for the past few weeks now. Always on a Tuesday, for some reason, but you ignored the choice of weekday and instead decided to have your gaze wander across his features. His blue office shirt is unbuttoned at the top, just enough that light blonde hairs poke out of the revealed opening. His suspenders are tight against his chest, brown, connecting to his tan slacks. Shiny office shoes adorn his feet as he leans back, crossing his foot over his knee as he takes a sip from his own drink (something dark) and fixates on the book in front of him.

He’s beautiful. Tempting. Like forbidden fruit, except he doesn’t seem to be married.

Even better.

The one thing you do pick up on is how incredibly tired he looks. He normally comes in with another man, this one’s palette almost inverse from your muse’s; dark suit, white shirt, dark hair, but the same bags underneath his eyes and tired facial expressions. They don’t typically speak to each other that much, due to how quiet the rest of the venue is, and choose to read together instead.

However, today, his companion is not here. He has come alone.

One of your fingers, complete with a perfectly manicured black nail, rubs against the edge of your glass as you watch him. He wears glasses, the golden rims catching the lowlight every once in a while as his eyes scan across the words in front of him. He hasn’t noticed you staring; he never has, which is somewhat of a shock to you. Whenever someone is staring at you, it feels like there’s fire alight on the back of your neck. He’s either completely oblivious, or he knows and he doesn’t seem to care.

Something about that makes your thighs clench together. The song in the background, playing gently against the velvet walls, does nothing for your growing yearning for the man.

Something chronic, bit demonic I been on the late shift All alone, staring at my phone

Sin and tonic Stupid promise Something like a death wish All alone, stare into my soul

You’ve never been one for one-night stands, but for him, there is a chance you’d make an exception.

You down the drink, drawing on the courage of the gin as you stand, making your way over to him. You identify his book, first; ironically, it’s one of your favorites, and a smile tugs at your lips as you approach. He looks up in surprise, before his expression smoothens into something close to neutrality. “Well, well, the voyeur finally decides to encounter their muse, eh?” he says, and his voice washes over your ears like silk. It’s gorgeous, with a low pitch and a rasp that makes the ache in your stomach only strengthen.

You take a seat, smiling and blushing to yourself that you’ve been discovered. “I was wondering how long it would take you to notice,” you admit, and he smiles back, folding a worn bookmark into the page he's reading and shutting the book, placing it on the table before turning to you, taking another sip of his own drink. It’s whiskey, made neat; you can tell from the smell across the table.

You sit awkwardly for a moment, listening to the crackling of the fire behind you, before he breaks the silence, his smooth voice taking up space once again.

“Come here often?”

You can’t help but chuckle. “More than I will admit,” you respond, “but it’s nice here. Gives me a chance to slow down after work, and the drinks are lovely.”

He nods, agreeing. “Yes, it’s a good place. Higuruma and I come here often after work; he also enjoys unwinding in a quieter atmosphere.”

Higuruma. That must be his companion. “What do you both do?” you ask, your elbow appearing on the table as the side of your head rests on your open hand. He leans forward then, fully facing the table, and sighs. “He’s a lawyer. Ironic, since he’s just finalized his own divorce as well. I stick to the salary business. It’s boring, but it’s something. Pays the bills at the end of the day.”

You hum. “If I may be honest, you don’t look as if you’re happy there at all.”

He laughs at that, a jovial laugh that isn’t obnoxiously loud; it’s just enough to be between the two of you. “Yes, well, dealing with finance is never an enjoyable activity, but I’ve been in it long enough now where I can find my own pleasures. Especially outside of work when I can look at such a pretty lady, if I do say so myself.”

The blush that appears on your cheeks is bright red, you can feel it as you look down bashfully. “Oh, don’t get shy on me now,” you hear him say as he reaches across the table, lightly touching your chin and raising your face to look back at him. There’s a softness in his gaze, one that you’re not used to. The touch is gentle as well, and you’re praying that he can’t feel the spark you felt as soon as his fingertips touched your skin.

Instead, you opt for teasing him.

“That was a bit forward, wasn’t it?”

He pales, moving his hand away. “Oh, God, sorry, I just—”

You grab his hand, a smile on your lips again as you hold it between your own, rolling your eyes. “Kidding. Promise,” you reassure him as his face relaxes again in relief, “I’d have said something much faster if you crossed a line, don’t worry. Although to me, it seems you don’t enjoy doing that very often. Salarymen are always so by the book.”

He nods, rolling his eyes as well. “I try not to be. Hence me attempting to read books more,” he gestures to the book on the table, “and being here. It’s not as public as many people have dragged me to, but it’s intimate enough where it feels nice to unwind.” He takes another swig of his whiskey, his cheeks dusted a light pink from the alcohol.

You both chat about other things, such as the books you’re reading, what you do for your job, your favorite drinks and what speakeasies and intimate bars you’ve both been to. Before you know it, it’s dark outside, and you’re fumbling for your bag and your keys, cursing at how long you’ve stayed. “I know it’s Friday,” you say, standing, “but I always like to be home a little early. That way I can pour a glass of wine after being here and relax even more.”

He’s standing up with you almost mechanically, tucking his book into a briefcase you didn’t notice before. There’s a flash of black-and-white print inside of the case, but you don’t get a good look before he shuts it and locks it, smiling at you and offering his hand.

“Well, I can’t allow for a stunning woman such as yourself to walk home alone, yes?”

You’re tempted to say no. You know for a fact this is a decision you’re either going to regret or enjoy, but at the point you are at with knowing him better than some of your own coworkers who you’ve worked beside for years, your better judgment is shelved for an impulse decision.

You take his hand.

“Well, well, Kento, I will take you up on the offer. What a kind gesture to someone who's been staring at you for weeks. How do you know I don’t have terrible intentions?” you ask him as he walks with you to the door, hand in hand. He looks back at you with a smile, crinkling the edges of his eyes.

“I’m quite good at reading people.”

“Need you, Kento.”

The plea comes out as a whine, the blonde man’s head between your thighs as he laps at your center. He looks up at you through his eyelashes, and you feel your obsession roaring in your ears as he smirks against you. “How do you need me, darling?” he whispers, and your hips buck into his face, forcing him to return to sucking on your sensitive clit.

“Anywhere. Everywhere. Forever.” It’s all coming out as senseless babbles, your hands deep in his hair, tugging on the strands and scratching at his scalp as his strong hands hold your legs apart, your thighs twitching against his grip. He doesn’t stop what he’s doing; he doesn’t seem to mind your comments, either, even if they do seem a little intense at the moment. It seems he either knows his effect on you, or he enjoys hearing about it.

The latter makes you wetter just thinking about it.

You’d had him walk you home, sharing a glass of wine on your couch as you discussed your favorite pieces of literature, the books strewn across the floor in the flurry of motion instigated by Kento himself. “Please do not take this the wrong way,” he had whispered, before placing the wine glass on the coffee table, “but I cannot stand staring at your lips and doing nothing about them.”

You’d kissed him then, whiskey and wine and a calming feeling flooding your veins as your lips moved against him, his large hands cupping your face so gently as if he didn’t want to harm you. But little did he know, that was what you craved; you wanted him to devour you, to make you think of nothing but him. If you were hung up on him for the rest of your life, you would be satisfied.

Come and get that honeySweeter than I ever knewTell me that you love meLove me till my lips turn blue

“K-Kento—”

He leans back, his fingers having been added to the mix, squelching as he scissors you open so deliciously well that your back is arching. His thumb, locked onto your clit, keeps it under a steady rhythm as you cry out. Every brush against the sensitive area is tightening that coil in your stomach, your whole body trembling beneath him. You can feel it, the climax roaring into you like a shockwave. “Gonna c—”

He leans over you then, his lips centimeters away from your ear, and growls.

“Cum for me, sweet thing. Cum all over my fingers, I know you can do it.”

The explosion of emotions that comes out of you, the noises, everything feels like a dam bursting as your soaking pussy twitches and drools all over his fingers, dripping onto the couch as you cum harder than you ever have before. The whole world seems to fall away except for Kento’s face, a haloed silhouette, like an angel coming to deliver you from everything that’s harmed you.

He looks down and grins, as if he’s proud of his handiwork, and as he looks back at you, you cannot help but watch him as you ride out your high.

I love you falls from your lips, but he doesn’t bat an eye. He doesn’t even flinch; in fact, his motions only get more aggressive as he fucks you into overstimulation, tears pricking at your eyes and breaking your lashline, sliding down your cheeks.

“Say it again.”

“W-What?” it comes out choked as you shudder underneath him, his fingers only continuing their movements.

“Say it again.”

“I love you?”

“Say it more confidently. Come on, sweet thing.” He sounds exasperated, and in your vulnerable state, all you want to do is please him. Make him want to stay with you, make him live inside of your bones.

“I love you. I will love you forever if you’ll let me, I—”

“Fuck, that’s good,” he whispers as he finally relents, removing his fingers from your center. He doesn’t wipe them on his slacks, however…instead, he chooses to prod at your lips, his other hand brushing away your tears. You obey within a beat, sucking on your own juices underneath him, watching his pupils dilate. His gaze is dark; it’s like his own obsession with you is forming, a mutual delusion you both can share.

His hand removes itself from your mouth, before his belt clinks and you hear the zipper of his pants echo around the room, clearing the post-climax daze and fluff that had been stuffed in your head. You clench as you feel the head of his fat cock brush against your abused opening, and he leans down close to you, his broad, bare chest flush with your own.

“God, you’re everything,” he whispers as he slides in, and your mind goes blank.

If I fall in every time Wicked love will leave me blind Yeah, I knew it I been through it

Oh god Can you make my heart stop? Hit me with your kill shot, baby I mean it, so serious

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#📩 ari's got mail! #kentophilia #nanami kento x reader #kento nanami x reader #jjk x reader #spicy #hooo boy this song was SO delicious to listen to. and research about as well. i love a good obsessive love #📝 ari's autographs

[toxicanonymity]

While NW Joel is reveling in all the attention from his new fic, I'm imagining all the other Joels sitting around the brothel talking to each other about him. Like what's his secret?? How is he such a pussy magnet??? Reality tv style each Joel comments about him to the camera. And then he strolls inside and sits at the head of the dining room table telling the other Joels about his latest "excursion" and all the hot deets. Meanwhile Lincoln Joel is giving side eye to the camera slowly shaking his head 🤣

Lmaooooo ilysm.  This is so accurate.  

Before Night Walks gets back, Raider is talking as an authority, “I’m tellin’ ya, fellas. Ya gotta wear your red flags proud, that’s the secret.” 

In his interview, Trouble tells the camera, “i mean, his shotgunning move is kinda cool. . .”  because of that time Trouble smoked with us.

Back with the other joels, they’re murmuring about each other’s red flags.  Speakeasy is mocking Stepdad for trying to keep it in his pants. 

And then night walks coming in and recounting his date with the Lincoln side-eyeing the camera omg.  Love the ongoing storyline between those two.  Always the side-eye from Lincoln 💀💀💀. 

Sitcom episodes

FAQ

#joelkémon brothel #joelkémon sitcom #joelkémon sitcom ☠️ #ask

[jtl-fics]

"...but even matt had told him his better bet was probably just to yell "WOW WHAT'S THAT OVER THERE?!"

DNJDJSJ that was so funny i love nickys pov (I WOULD DIE FOR MORE NICKY POVS) bc he knows sm about ff and adds on so many hilarious details about the poor guy that he doesn't have in his own narrative and just nicky describing ff will never not be funny to me. also hearing nicky calling ff smithy always puts a smile on my face omg its so cute

nicky going on a rollarcoaster of emotions when andreil are describing what happened is a mood but he handled it well tho?? i cant wait til nicky finds out ff has made the discovery that andrew wants to actually be his friend instead of wanting to kill him

and andrew hitting nicky at the end with the whats ff's first name is so FUNNY LMAO POOR NICKY guy just wants to get over his raging hangover in peace hdjdkshsk

ALSO SO HYPED FOR GRANDMA SMITH OMG AND UR TAGS AHHCKVDVDBJDJDKS

Thank you! I giggled writing Nicky trying to process the idea of FF being able to competently fight someone because NICKY KNOWS. He is the one person that is IN ON EVERYTHING (Except the speakeasy). Like he is fully so bewildered by it that he misses most of Neil's descriptions and is just flashing back to FF trying to watch self-defense videos and going to Nicky "But what if I hurt Andrew? I don't want to hurt him, I just don't want him to stab me :("

Also I mentioned it at some point before but Matt has a slightly more informed view on FF but that's probably going to change when Andrew and Neil come back and are like "FF took out one FBI's most wanted on his own and was instrumental in the takedown of a second FBI most wanted." It's just Matt coming up after to FF and gingerly patting him on the back like "Hey man, I'm sorry I didn't believe in you." and FF looking up and going "It's fine, I just needed to remember what I already knew in my heart (Gracie Hart)."

Grandma Smith is on her way and having a delightful conversation with that nice Polish boy sat next to her. What a treat! Oh how lovely he's promised to help her with her bag.

#Fluent Freshman AU #I hope to get the next part out tomorrow #But we'll see since I really did mean to actually take the full week off of writing it #But Nicky's 'I promised that if he wanted I'd get him something hard that would mess his guts up' came to me #and I needed to write it down ASAP #Shower inspiration is not something you waste #Also thanks for complimenting my tags #It's where I put most of the dumb jokes and streams of consciousness #AFTG AU #AFTG OC

[gamerwoo]

Omg please continue the Minghao and Jia drabble if you still want to, I love their lore so much!!

pfft well if ur gonna twist my arm i suppose i will 🙄

(i was waiting for someone to ask)

this is kinda rushed though because i didn't want to forget the idea and i poorly scribbled it down somewhere lmao. sorry if it kinda sucks <3

part 1 | tftp masterlist

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"So that's how you found him?" Suvi giggled, thinking Jia and Minghao's story was the cutest love story she could've ever heard. "I can't believe it was right when Lilly died -- talk about fate!"

"It was pretty perfect timing," Danbi nodded. "Obviously everyone was really distraught, but Minghao had his mate there for him. I guess he would always tell the pack that she saved his life."

"Yup," Jia laughed softly. "Doesn't let me forget it."

"Hang on," Jooyeon interrupted, staring at Jia intensely. She had even leaned forward as she listened to the blind girl's story because she was so invested, "so what happened with XiuXiu?"

The girls were staying at Hanbin's place with the other mates while all the wolves were hanging out together at some secret werewolf-only speakeasy that Hanbin and his pack went out to from time to time. It wasn't often just the girls got to hang out together, and it was even more rare that they got to spend any time with the girls from Kyung's old pack. But all the boys wanted to get together before Minghao and Junhui's annual trip back to China. And this year, they were taking Jia with them.

The conversation originally began with Ari curiously asking what had happened to the rest of Hanbin's pack. Eunjin had screamed her head off as soon as she was on the property, which of course, startled everyone, so Hanbin had mentioned offhandedly that a lot of their pack had passed away before he went out with the other wolves. Ari being Ari, was curious and didn't know any better to have a filter, but the girls explained most of what happened.

That is, until they got sidetracked. Kyung talked about how Taejin was lured to his death by his mate, and Yeji had jokingly said, "Jia, imagine if Minghao had lured you to your death, huh?"

So that sparked the question of how did Minghao and Jia even meet since it happened in a dream.

"Or June!" Jimin added on.

Jia merely shrugged, "I don't know. I never saw either of them again."

"What?!" the thief whined. "No way! You have to know what happened to at least June!"

"What a shitty ending..." Kyung muttered.

"Do you think I'd see any clues as to where June went?" Jia laughed. "I'm blind."

"I can't believe we're just left on a cliffhanger like that," Seongmi sighed.

"How do you think I feel? It really makes me sad... I hope she's doing well, wherever she is."

"Why would she be the first dream you ever entered, though?" Soomin wondered. "It's so random..."

Rika shrugged, "Sometimes life doesn't give us answers."

"If you're Rinnie," Jimin was watching Kyung whisper translations in Cooper's ear, "it rarely ever does."

-

The boat ride wasn't Jia's favorite. She hadn't been on a boat since she had to flee when she was a child, so she didn't really remember the experience. She realized just how awful being stranded in the middle of the ocean on an unfamiliar vessel with a bunch of strangers was when you couldn't see anything.

Even if she could see, she was sure she would hate it.

"My parents are old," Minghao warned her. "They won't want to go out and explore with us. They're tired pretty often."

"That's okay," she assured him with a smile. "I'm excited to meet them no matter what."

"You think having old parents is bad?" Jun scoffed. "My baby brother looks older than me."

Appearance-wise, Jun and Minghao looked like they were in their 20's. And their bodies technically were. That was around the age that they stopped getting older until they met their mates. Minghao started aging again as soon as he met his mate -- physically, of course. Junhui was still stuck.

But despite their young appearances, they were both over 40 years older than they appeared. So both of their parents were much older than one might expect, and any younger relatives they had appeared to be older than them now.

On the way to Minghao's old house, he explained how he ran away from home as soon as he realized what he was. But he said his parents went out looking for him and wouldn't stop until they found him. He admitted what he was and ran away before either of them could accept him or turn him away. He just wanted to protect them Then he ended up finding Soonyoung, so he went off with him and never looked back.

"I was really close with my cousin, Yaling," he told you. "We were basically like siblings, so I told her to take care of my parents before I left. She tried to convince me to stay, but I knew how dangerous it was."

Jun was the one to convince him to return home half a decade later. Since he went to visit his mom, Minghao would often wonder aloud how his own family was doing, so finally, the older wolf coaxed Minghao into going with him. And that was when he realized his family had been searching for him the whole time.

"They put up missing persons pictures using a couple photos of me from family photo albums," Minghao chuckled at the memory. "It was crazy because it was five years later and I still looked like that."

Looking back, Minghao felt lucky that he reunited with his family so he could watch them grow and get old. It was bittersweet getting to see his parents gray while he stayed the same. He was grateful to still be loved by them so he could experience them getting older, but it hurt that he couldn't age with them.

But then there were happy moments, like watching his relatives that he grew up with -- like Yaling -- get married and have families.

"The Xu family reunion is huge," Junhui stated with a laugh. "Everyone shows up to see Hao."

Just as Jun promised, Minghao's parents' house was full to capacity when the trio arrived. While Jia couldn't see all the people, she could hear the commotion. It was overwhelming, but she put on her warmest smile and let the two wolves help her around as they introduced her to his family.

It was as Minghao was introducing her to his parents and Yaling that his mother was interrupted.

"Jia?" a female voice asked.

Jia's eyes wandered, her head turning toward the noise. She waited to hear something else, but all she heard was soft footsteps getting closer until they stopped in front of her.

"Your eyes look the same," the girl giggled excitedly.

Her head cocked to one side, "I-I'm sorry?"

"Xiuying, what are you talking about?" he asked her.

"I know her," she insisted before looking at Jia again. "Don't you remember?"

Minghao paused while he thought, and then his eyes seemed to brighten, "You two are about the same age. But if she knew you before she moved away... XiuXiu, she's blind now."

Jia's eyes suddenly widened and her entire body seemed to perk up.

"XiuXiu?"

"Jia!" she laughed again before throwing her arms around Jia.

Jia let go of Minghao's arm to hug her back, a smile so big spreading across her face that it made her eyes close.

Minghao looked to Junhui first, both boys sharing confused looks before he turned to Yaling for answers. Somehow, his cousin looked like she knew exactly what was going on and she was shocked.

"Did you know?" Minghao asked her.

"I-- ...I thought Jia was imaginary..." was all she said.

"XiuXiu's dreams were the first I ever entered," Jia explained once the two girls pulled away. "Aside from my dad's, of course. I only ever saw her dreams up until I had to leave home."

"I was wondering where you went!" Xiuying was still laughing -- out of both excitement, joy, and shock.

"XiuXiu cried for days," Yaling nodded. Then she imitated her wailing of, "'Where's Jia! I miss Jia!'"

The rest of the reunion was sweet and happy. Everyone was excited to see Minghao and meet his mate, and the two girls were practically inseparable. But somehow, it seemed to make his parents even more fond of Jia -- although, it was hard to not be fond of her in the first place.

That night, after everyone had gone home and Minghao's family retreated into the own rooms and made sure Jun was settled in the guest room, Minghao and Jia curled up together in Minghao's old room that his family kept for him. And as they were winding down, of course Minghao had to bring up his mate's history with his 'niece'.

"How come you never mentioned XiuXiu?" he asked.

Jia shrugged as she pulled the covers up, "It seemed a little pointless. I obviously wouldn't expect you to know who she was, so why would I mention the random little girl I used to visit?

"Actually, what about you?" she asked with a frown, turning it around on her mate. "How come you never mentioned XiuXiu talking about a Jia?"

He chuckled, "Because Jia isn't an uncommon name, and I never heard about a Jia after Xiuying got older. I figured it really was just an imaginary friend like everyone else. Plus, I only saw her once a year so her Jia never really stuck with me."

"Sure, HaoHao," she chuckled, sliding down the bed until her head touched the pillows.

"You know what that means, right?" Minghao asked as he followed suit.

"Hmm?"

"You've been connected to me for a long time," he giggled. "You've always been made for me."

Jia scoffed as she rolled over to snuggle into Minghao's chest, "I always knew that."

There was a pounding on the wall before the pair heard Junhui call just loud enough for them both to hear, "Could you wait until I fall asleep to be disgustingly cheesy?"

#anonymous #svt tftp

[acourtofwhatthefuck]

Oh no, the brainrot of speakeasy batboys! You’ve unlocked something in me 😭. If I wrote a lil somethin’ somethin’ about it would you like to read it?

Omg please I would love to!!! 🫶🏻🫶🏻

#ask

[aprillikesthings]

Now that I've spent a good day thinking about how hot it is when Catra is a terrible person corrupted by setting off a portal, I'm ready to go back to (re)watching her try to be Good lolol

well okay more than one day.

I mean I literally spent the last four? five? days listening to songs off The Downward Spiral over and over while thinking about Catra and practicing my makeup for my Catra cosplay and ordering more of the things I need for it; like literally just staring off into space at work between phone calls thinking about Catra

I'm totally a well-adjusted middle-aged adult, thanks for asking!

Shit where did I even leave off

Oh right

SO HEY if you're new here, I've been rewatching all of the 2018 She-Ra, and I started doing it for fic-writing reasons but predictably I have become deeply obsessed. Anyway these posts sometimes have a lot of asides and commentary and references to other stuff and dumb jokes among a ton of screenshots, also (and it feels odd saying it this close to the end of the show) it's a RE-watch, so there's often spoilers for later bits of the story, also I keep trying NOT to just describe the entire plots of the episodes but I keep failing lol

s5 ep7 Perils of Peekablue

Adora's trying to become She-Ra (without an immanent threat) and then Bow and Glimmer distract her, and then the door opens on Catra and

I literally did a YES YES YESSSS AHAHAH out loud bc this is the point at which Catra just starts OPENLY FLIRTING, as opposed to just uhhhh flirtatiously taunting I suppose lol

like you're SITTING IN HER LAP

Also while rewinding it to watch again I paused it at the most hilarious moment

look at Catra's FACE

help I can't stop laughing but also look at Bow's expression

Glimmer: omg I'm gonna get to see my dad Catra: *gets up and leaves*

But also I make this face when a cat leaves my lap before I wanted them to:

Anyway they're a day out from arriving at Etheria

Adora's trying so hard

BACK ON ETHERIA

YAY IT'S THIS ONE

the intro finally changed!! I can't get a good screenshot but now when Catra (with short hair) and Adora (in She-Ra's new get-up) are fighting they stop much faster and they're both smiling omgggg

and there she is!! with everyone else!!

okay I'm going to take way less screenshots etc of the underwater speakeasy thing because let's be honest: that part of the plot isn't what I'm here for lol

But yeah they're going to the speakeasy thing to get Prince Peekablue who can see to the edges of the galaxy and can maybe tell them where Adora and the others are because they don't know what happened

Oh also Spinarella is chipped and Netossa is realizing something is off/weird about her but doesn't know what

Oh hey! You used to work for Huntara in the Crimson Wastes

Sea Hawk has pissed off approximately half the people in the room it seems (by lighting their ships on fire at some point)

Scorpia and Perfuma are the cutest and I can absolutely see how they end up together

In my fic I originally had Adora talking to some kind of therapist but I wasn't sure they existed on Etheria, and last week I edited that bit so Adora is talking to these two (which makes the conversation more fun AND easier to write anyway)

Perfuma: "Scorpia. You should do things not because you're good at them, but because they make you happy." THAT IS ONE OF MY LIFE PHILOSOPHIES thank you Perfuma you're 100% correct and I tell people this ALL THE TIME

Mermista: "I might've set their boat on fire. Just to see what it felt like."

Sea Hawk:

lolol

YESSSS I love this scene

Perfuma makes a flower, throws it to Scorpia as she sings, and she blushes and tucks it into her hair, these two are so sweet and cute

oh god I forgot that when "Prince Peekablue" get stung by Scorpia they go through the last half-dozen shapeshifts before turning into a (passed-out) Double Trouble.

lolol instead of "cash cow" it's an insult to poor Catra

Anyway they have the info the Rebellion wanted!

Horde Prime is pissed and has blockaded the planet, also half the people at the speakeasy were chipped....and now so is Mermista, though nobody realizes that yet

But also the phrasing of "She-ra stole his little kitten away" is just amazing

But also the last they heard, Adora and Bow and Entrapta had left to rescue Glimmer, do they think Double Trouble is talking about Glimmer here or what

(which. they did. they just also went back for Catra.)

Netossa realizes her wife (and most of the people around them) are chipped D:

And a chipped Mermista is gonna drown them all

oh shit Micah is also chipped

Entrapta gets the comms working!

"The Rebellion's been compromised! Horde Prime has them! We lost, I'm so sorry! We lost them!" --and then the comms go to static

AND CREDITS!

#april rewatches spop #perils of peekablue

[floof-ghostie]

Phantom of the Cabaret AU lore time: The underground speakeasy is connected to a lot of the secret tunnels that Darius uses to run moonshine in Gotham

Omg I love that so so much. I love you underground delivery systems, I love you tunnels, I love you moonshine distributor! Darius

#I love complex mailing/delivery systems so BAD #ask

[hellkeepers-if]

QINGGGG just finished reading the prologue and oml love it :]] the jade hill is damn cool atmosphere lah i would love to go there and singlehandedly propel business (<- would not survive 5 mins into my journey in the underworld) it's giving like. chinese decorated speakeasy but also this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pUCHniipuUo

anyway omg is the jaded bar owner the mentor of our older sister damnn anyway rlly looking forward to more!!!

HI CATH! YEAHHH I was going for the themed vibe of a chinese bar except there's nothing there but a few drunks and a bar owner who will be popping up more often as the chapters go by.

TYSM FOR READING, can't wait for you to read more!

#hellkeepers if #hellkeepers #hkpasks

[bluiex]

Catching up on the blog and I read the sheriff being used AS a toy and I was like uhhhhhh. Cause I had a moment of which version LMAO Anyways to get away from that, its no surprise to me that Tumble Town would have those exports. Being the wild west, but what about a hidden brothel once its found out that Tumble Town is the one with those exports Maybe some of the hermits hang out there if you want it to be a hempires cross over

Sheriff used as a toy >:)c hehehehe

omg YES they totally have a "speakeasy" type brothel hidden there oml- thatd be so cool hermits would def love it and someone would bring that idea back to HC

#bluie gets an ask poggers #hc x esmp

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

^This sounds incredible and you have such amazing ideas and I'd smooch your brain if I could 💕✨

omg yannnnaaaa 💗🌸🥹💕💗 my brain would love a smooch tbh she deserves it lol thank you so much.

sometimes i just find myself thinking about jake sneaking into the bradshaw speakeasy to get a look at their operations only to get absolutely bewitched body and soul by ronnie singing on stage in her shimmering flapper dress. it's an absolute vibe.

#annie answers #yanna 🦕 #why is everyone being so nice?? my heart can't take it???

[secret-swords-speakeasy]

( WAIT IS THIS THE FIRST ARC? omg i’d love to be the kidnapping victim of the first arc yes please )

—icky

yes! maybe? i think it would be fun! however because of secret identities, everything will have to be improv! hopefully you’re good at working on the fly!

this arc will probably be a little bit of background on “family history” and the creation of the speakeasy itself!

however… if you have a throwaway discord account i may be able to contact you through there? i’m totally open to just improv-ing the entire first arc though! (<- experienced d&d player)

on another note regarding storyline and lore, i would absolutely love to open the floor to anyone who’s got anything going on with their character! i’m mostly having a focus on icarus since they’re part of my “family” and part of the reason why this speakeasy began in the first place!

the next arc will have a much stronger focus on the individual patrons and will probably have mini-arcs for anyone who wants to have one!

“but, skofnung, WHY are we doing this?”

• for fun! and also so it’s easier to write a fic afterwards

• by creating some semblance of arcs, we’re able to have character development and establish relationships with other characters!

#information #superhero speakeasy #sorry for the excessive exclamation marks i’m just Cool and Quirky like that :P #icarus / “icky”

[toxicanonymity]

You ever seen this? heheheheheh

Big fan love ur work 💛

alt: gif of Joel at the public execution and a tweet that says "no guillotine can take away the head i would give him."

thank you so much 🫶🫶 omg that's so dark and funny I love it 😭😭😭 and that is a contender for Joel's hottest moment in the series for me even though he's not yelling or shooting someone.

That's also practically a Speakeasy synopsis lmao.

Speakeasy: at the public execution; under the table

check content settings if the first doesn't work

#ask #meme #joel miller meme #speakeasy!ask

[streetlights-was-taken]

wait. I suddenly had an extra idea for the epilogue of the syllables melt away omg.

I think I have all the pieces to finish this fic. I should probably jot this down...

(spoilers for the whole fic)

I've been building up in chapter 5 (unpublished as of this writing; yes, I know it has been two years, shhhh I promise I haven't forgotten it) all the relevant plot details like tsugumi phasing in and out of the UG on her own (thus requiring her to wear an accessory with a reaper's decal on it until she can control herself), hinting at rie's career and relationship with 777, neku's own growing career, and of course joshua trying to woo neku (and tsugumi) in the RG. along the way, I've been writing about neku's small interactions with the UG as well, including how he can still use pins in the RG (which, on a reread, I was pleasantly surprised to find that I already foreshadowed this in a previous chapter) and how he's taking an interest in the newer pins coming out (since pins do go in and out of fashion), and even plays with tsugumi using pins.

I already knew how the last three chapters will go. chapter 5 is more about the buildup of the plot/relationships and it's halfway done. chapter 6 ends the story with rie's concert, the revelation of tsugumi's parents and what their whole deal is (which, I think should be obvious already by chapter 5), neku landing his job in aftermath as creative director, and joshua establishing an RG identity so they can date like normal people.

okay, before we move on, checklist. what did the fic summary say again? neku...

learns how to cook? ✔️ (higashizawa taught him)

lands a stable enough job? ✔️ (in chapters 6 to 7)

rediscovers old friends? ✔️ (we already showed all his friends, the reapers, and even shooter makes an appearance in chapter 5)

resolves a dispute he has with an important partner? ✔️ (the speakeasy date)

falls in love? ✔️ (he has always been...)

possibly gets married? ❓

becomes a father? ✔️

and so we at last arrive at chapter 7, which is a long epilogue in joshua's pov. I say epilogue because I do think that the story ends in chapter 6, but I believe chapter 7 rounds it out and gives the story closure.

it's a time skip set maybe a year or two in the future. tsugumi goes to daycare now, or preschool, idk (and she meets rindo and friends there). joshua is still composer but now mingles with the RG more and has RG friends outside of neku. character growth, etc etc. and neku, of course, is the one to propose to joshua; thus, finally making a "life-altering decision" for him this time, instead of the other way around (yes, this is what I had in mind when I wrote joshua saying, "when the time comes when you want to make life-altering decisions for me for a change, well. I'll be here.")

this is quite different from how I imagined this fic would turn out when I first started writing it in 2014, but I do think this is the better progression of events.

anyway, the idea I had today that I wanted to add in the epilogue though is this: what if neku becomes a pin designer? gosh, that would be kinda cool actually. he still does his job in aftermath, being creative with musicians. but what if he now also has a side job of anonymously designing pins and distributing them in different shops? not just designing them visually, but also being able to configure how they work in the UG. in that way, he is able to help players in the UG and makes a name for himself as an anonymous pin artist in the RG. like, CAT has his murals, neku (still thinking of his pseudonym) has his pins.

and I just think: wow, that actually rounds out the story well. one of the things that is becoming apparent as I write chapter 5 is that joshua making an effort to connect with neku in RG terms endears him to neku. through this, joshua is no longer this untouchable, non-human deity. their relationship, in neku's eyes, is something that seems within reach now. tangible, and real.

but likewise, although neku rejected the offer to become conductor, he isn't fully divorced from the UG. and it's not like he wants to separate himself from it altogether. he just wants to live in the moment, live in the RG more. he fought for that, you know?

but I do think he'll try to help players when he can, so him being a pin designer is his way of compromising and being involved with joshua's world too. and that's what this fic is all about, right? joshua and neku finding a balance, learning about each other's worlds, being involved in it in their own ways. and isn't that what makes them the perfect parents for tsugumi? for someone who lives with one foot in the RG, and one in the UG?

man. I'm just... listen, I had this dialogue written out two years ago that I haven't been able to publish yet, but I always wanted to include it in the fic. the context here is that neku finally sees tsugumi phase into the UG and joshua has to tune her back to the RG. he then asks joshua why he thinks he (neku) can tune tsugumi on his own too.

joshua: I don’t think you [neku] can quite see the the whole of the underground like before, at least not without practice, but I can teach you. it’s a bit different when a human does it though, but sanae taught me. neku: he said that before. that you could see the UG even when you were alive. were you [a reaper baby too like tsugumi]...? joshua: no. I was completely human, and my parents were too, just like you are now. I was just always able to see it even when I was alive. perhaps I had an encounter with the supernatural when I was younger that opened my eyes, so to speak, but I don’t remember it. I think your ability opened up after your reaper’s game happened. which, as you recall, had very special circumstances that required you to exercise your imagination to your limits. tsugumi just naturally does it. perhaps it’s because she has been exposed to the underground since the beginning that, to her, it’s all the same reality.

just. when I think about this dialogue... everything falls into place now. though their circumstances are different, tsugumi could have had the same ability to "see the dead" like joshua. she could have grown up like joshua.

but neku and joshua are going to be there for her. they'll be there, to guide here through the RG and UG, because they both understand these planes of reality intimately, and soon she will too. and it will not be a curse to her. she will live a wonderful life indeed.

I know I'm really bad at updating this fic and I'm probably butchering the lore at this point (I still have not finished NEO........ I'm planning to do that one day, when the stars align). but I really do want to finish this someday. it's just such a fun and chill universe to write about.

#fic: the syllables melt away