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dcxdpdabbles · 3 months
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DCxDP Fic idea: What's the Rule again?
It starts with Wes Weston accidentally banishing Danny from his haunt. He didn't mean to, and he panicked along side Sam and Tucker when Danny was effectively evicted Danny from Amity Park.
See the four have become tight-knited friends every since the trio started talking to Wes back during the summer between freshman and sophomore year.
During that time, Wes's other friends had drifted apart once Wes' attention moved from basketball to ghosts- specifically Phantom. Danny had felt at fault that he was left a loner because of his secret identity and had invited Wes to sit with them at the Nasty Burger the second week of Summer break.
Wes was suprise to find out that Sam, Tucker and Danny were much better friends then the ones he hanged out with since third grade. He was used to people only speaking to him in class or the few times they hang out on breaks but the trio would message him about every single thought or meme they had. They could laugh togther until tears fell from thier eyes and they couldn't breath over the silliest of topics.
Wes also found out that the trio was supportive of all their interests. Sure, his old teammates and friends didn't make fun of him for crocheting or painting, but they wouldn't accompany him to an art market. Nor would they actually wear the scarves and gloves he made them.
They sure as hell didn't volunteer to help him run a booth to sell his own crocheting pieces after encouraging him to get a table. And they wouldn't cheer loudly when he made his first sale.
Wes also wouldn't have happily gone with them to an observatory, a Dark Poem Night, or even a tech expo. But he found that he had the time of his life watching Danny, Sam, and Tucker nerd out at the events much as much as he did at his own.
He also never had anyone he knew would be down to do him favors or even take notes for him when he was out sick.
So he became close friends with them, passing sophomore year with far more enjoyment than any other grade, then Junior year came and went just as fast and as fun. It was their last summer as high school students, so Wes wanted to do as many new activities as the four could together before Senior year.
Who knew what would happen to their little group after graduation? He wants to think they would all remain best friends but he's heard so many stories of people drifting apart that Wes was afraid of risking it.
That's why he researched urban myths and legends around the world regarding ghosts- more then any research paper he's ever done- and jokingly asked Danny to partake in some of them as a halfa.
They joked and laughed- throwing salt in a circle around Danny, lighting a candle for him to use Morse code with- but it wasn't until Wes got to the one where he tried smoking Danny out with a banishing spell he found in an old book that things turned from funny to horrible.
It worked
Danny was flung from his haunt- effectively banishing him from the area he was haunting. Dann just happens to be haunting all of Amity Park, so he ends up on the outskirts of town, unable to cross the invisible line.
Wes practically choked on his tears as he apologized for Danny not being able to cross back in, but the other three quickly informed him that they, too, took part in it, and it was no one's fault. Danny just had to find a way to reverse the banishing spell.
The only problem was that the book pages Wes found online were only on the banish spell itself and nothing else. He couldn't even find the whole book since it belonged in a private family library.
The family library was located in the most dangerous city in America. Gotham.
The library also belongs to a very wealthy family that had recently all but perished except for their lone heir- Timothy Drake.
Now Wes attempted to contact Timothy Drake in hopes of having the other teenager send him copies of the book, but he never got a reply. He thinks it was due to not explaining why he needed the book and ending up sounding like a bot or a scam.
With each passing day of Drake not responding Danny's situation grew worse. Jazz luckily covered for them, claiming to have signed Danny up for some camp so his parents wouldn't think he was missing.
That would only work until school started, which was a time limit that was weighing on all their shoulders as they tried to find a counterspell.
Jazz, Tucker, Sam, and Wes each took turns driving out of town to bring him food and a change of clothes so Danny could figure out his situation, having to do it in shifts to not alert any of their parents.
However, without his haunt to pick up natural exoplasm, Danny was growing weaker and weaker by the day, looking half stave out in the little motel room Sam rented for him as they tried to get him back into the town.
Danny needed to either make his way back to his haunt or go somewhere that was so infected with ectoplasm that it actually felt cursed.
Tucker found the solution to all their problems with a few hacking skills that he learned to fight off Technus' invasive attempts of his personal tech.
"A full ride to Gotham Academy?" Wes' mom gasped staring at the acceptance letter her son eagerly showed her. "With a promised full ride to any university in America?!"
"Yeah, Tucker, Sam, Danny, and I all got accepted for our work on clean energy generators. We sent it in for the Wayne scholarship, and we won! The only thing is that it's a requirement to graduate from high school in Gotham. I have to go!" Wes gasped, eyeing both his dad's and Kyle's doubtful frowns. He couldn't afford for them to say no when Tucker had worked so hard to bump them up as Winners. Bruce Wayne's computer security is no joke. "This is the once in a life time opportunity!"
"But where would you live?" His dad asks, shaking the letter. "Wes, this is clear across states, and it only covers school expenses."
"Sam's parents bought her a house. She's going to rent us some of the extra rooms." It was a lie; her parents would never let four boys- especially these boys- rent from their daughter. She told them that the school provided co-dorm rooms "I can get a job at the local library- I already sent them my resume and got a call for a interview."
"What will you do for food?" Kyle asks. "We both know you can't cook."
"I can't, but Danny does. He's amazing in the kitchen."
Here, his parents share a loaded look. "So you'll be living with the Fenton boy....."
"Well. Yeah? I already said that?" He returns, confused, and Kuule coughs to cover a laugh. Confused he stares at his older brother, who quirks a grin at him.
"Don't worry about it." Kyle laughs, but his wiggling eyebrows tell Wes he should worry a lot about it. He would inisit a little more to find out what Kyle knew, but he needed to convince his parents more.
Eventually, after five days of attempting, Wes got their permission and could tell his friends, who all shared the same results. The remainder of the summer is spent preparing for their move- finding the house, getting it furnished, packing their things, transferring schools- it's a lot, and he's never been so grateful for Sam's wealth.
She hires people to get it all done for her-including hiring a trailer to take their four cars-, so he only has to worry about his packing. The four meet up at the airport on the day they live, flying first class thanks to Sam's grandmother.
Tearful goodbyes and good luck from their families leave them all a bit down but they board the plane and take off without too much trouble.
While on the plane, Sam turns to the boys. "Does everyone remember the phases of the plan?"
"Phase one: Blend into Gotham until we find Timothy Drake" Tucker states, pushing up his glasses
"Phase two: Get Drake to invite us over to his house and find the book," Danny tacks on, tapping his foot on the ground.
"Phase three: Find all the pieces for the counterspell- usually scattered around the magical family's ancestral home- and get Danny home!" Wes shouts, raising a fist in the air.
Sam nods, looking satisfied. "And what are we not allowed to do? Danny?"
"Become a vigilante when my ectoplasm is on a limited intake" Danny grumbles, sinking into his chair. "Let it to the Bats and keep my head low."
"Good. Tucker?"
"I'm not allowed to hack into anything because it can gain the attention of the Bats or Mr.Wayne, and then we'll be on a wanted list" Tucker sighs "No matter how much fun it would be to battle it out with the legendary Oracle."
"That's right. I'm not allowed to go anywhere near Poison Ivy no matter how much I want to yell at her to go fix the coal riffs and cut down forests instead of wasting her powers on the stupid heist." Same all but bites, and then she turns her attention to Wes, who startles.
"Wes?"
"Wait, I have a rule?"
"Course, man," Tucker laughs. "We all have rules."
"But I'm not interesrted in anything in Gotham besides the Drake grimoire!"
"Wes," Danny says gently, his soft baby blue eyes making him a little hot under the collar as they stare into his soul. "You're not allowed to fall in love with any of the Bats."
Wes mind blanks, then reboots, "Excuse me!?"
"We know you had a crush on all of us here Wes and Val" Sam laughs when he turns wide eyes at her. "It's cute but you really shouldn't try for the Bats. They're the violent sort"
"What?!"
"Yeah, you have a type, and it's a hero or hero adjacent." Tucker shrugs "It's cool."
Wes can only gape at them, no matter how much he tries to convince them; otherwise, the three refuse to remove his rule. He is highly offended by it.
Yes, he's never really gone out with Team Phantom, just because when he joined the group, most of Danny's rouges were long gone leaving behind the tiny ones that he could handle on his own, but he wasn't into heroes!
And okay- maybe, maybe at one point or another he may have had slight crushes on his friends but they were quick and gone before the first school year together!
So the rule is utterly ridiculous!
At least, he thinks so until five days later when he's trying to find his way around the new neighborhood and gets caught up in a mugging. He could have quickly taken the mugger- humans had nothing on ghosts- but he attempted to talk the young adult out of it when Red Robin swooped in like a knight in shining armor.
He may have just stared at the hero's tight-skin outfit instead of letting the hero know that he could handle it, and he may have made a fool of himself when Red Robin asked if he was right.
"Yeah tots fine" He babbles. Ugh, who says tots?! He wants to stop talking but when Wes gets nervous he tends to just word vomit and he could hear himself doing it now. "You know who else is fine?"
Red Robbin raises a brow, likely knowing the pickup line. Cowering, Wes changes the answer in a panic. "Timothy Drake!"
Red Robin stills. "Come again?"
"Timothy Drake, a boy in my class! He's fine that you think he was part siren or something. You've seen him, right? I mean you have eyes!" He repeats with a squeal "I want to get into his private liberty!"
"Do you?" Red Robin tilts his head, a slight smirk forming on his mouth. "You should try flirting with him then. Maybe he can give you a tour."
"Oh, I want more than a tour!"
Why did he say that?!
At least the hero in front of him laughs until a shout has them both looking away.
Danny is running down the street screaming his name, thank the Ancients. When Wes turns around to wave at him, Red Robin vanishes without a sound or trace.
Like a ghost.
Oh no, that's hot.
"Danny, I broke the rule"
"For Ancient's sake, it hasn't even been a month."
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blues824 · 1 year
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Vil, Rook, Jamil with a s/o that is a descendant of Aphrodite!
Reader is not Yuu. Gender-neutral Reader.
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Jamil Viper
It was during the sorting ceremony where freshmen got sorted into their dormitories. It was your turn, and as he laid his eyes on you, he was caught under your siren’s spell. His heart beat faster and faster with every moment, but you were then sorted into Pomefiore. It made sense, because you were so beautiful.
During the first basketball game of the season, he saw you in the bleachers. Your gazes met, and it was like time stopped. But he had a game to play. The Vice Housewarden suddenly felt the need to win just for you. And he did.
From that point on, he felt the need to see you more often. He would try his hardest to spend more time with you. He even asked you on a date, and it was a magic carpet ride in the moonlight. The night ended with you placing a kiss on his cheek after he dropped you off back at your dorm.
As much as he doesn’t want to, he has to admit that he is so down bad for you. Each day, he will make you a meal so that you don’t have to deal with long lines. He wants to give you as much as he can so he can make sure that you remain his. 
But, he’s still insecure about his position of servant to Kalim. He doesn’t have any status, and therefore couldn’t give you a life that he thought you deserved. However, you assured him that his status didn’t matter as long as he loved and cherished you as you loved and cherished him.
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Vil Schoenheit
Usually he would be mad if someone was deemed more beautiful than him, but he knew that he would never be able to compare. You were one of the children of Aphrodite, the goddess of love and beauty. But, you had a power that was unlike most of your other siblings.
The two of you were childhood friends, and co-actors. You have starred in many different things, you often being the protagonist’s love interest and him being casted as the villain. However, anyone watching the films could see the chemistry between the two of you on-screen. Even during interviews, there was some tension between you two.
You had the power to give compliments, and have people believe them and fluster them. It has gotten you out of trouble a few times, but you don’t use it in that way on Vil. You use it so that he feels better. You may be beautiful, but he was strong. He was smart. He was beautiful in every possible way.
When you were sorted into his dorm, he had to admit that he was very excited. You also joined the Film Research Club, which gave you more time to be with one another. It took a huge part of the workload off his shoulders because you served as co-president of the club. 
Almost every single day, students flock up to you asking you for an autograph or even a photograph (Cater, I’m looking at you). The one time you both agreed, you made sure to give them a pose that your fans would eat up. He pulled you into his arms and dipped you down, surprising everyone besides himself.
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Rook Hunt
He was in charge of introducing the first years to the dormitory during his second year there, and you were in the crowd. He reached out his hand to you in a very romantic manner and kissed the back of it as he introduced himself. However, even though you were not flustered, you were still smiling because of this display of sudden affection.
That very night, the hunter went about creating a poem that took him a few months to perfect. Every waking moment he had to himself, he dedicated it to writing. The concern you showed him when you saw that he was starting to fall asleep in class made him flustered instead.
Bro was questioning this witchcraft. He could never recall a time where someone had made him feel like this. But to him, you were the most beautiful person he had ever laid eyes on, and not just because of your looks. You were smart, cunning, and passionate, qualities that he absolutely adores.
Eventually, in his third year, he was finished with the poem. He invited you to the woods that you both usually strolled together, but it was different. Fairy lights decorated the trees, and you were looking for your hunter when he dropped down from a tree and started serenading you.
Still didn’t fluster you, but you had to admit that this was the most romantic thing someone has done just to confess to you. So, before he had the chance to finish, you placed a kiss on his lips and it promptly shut him up. He was so excited that you accepted his confession, but sad that the poem he spent a long time on went to waste.
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nanuer · 4 days
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‧₊˚ ☁️⋅♡GODDESS [ arcade ]
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synopsis: in the ethereal world of dance, the white swan glides with grace, her every movement a poem of longing. the human prince, a star on the court, finds solace in her delicate steps, a symphony amidst the chaos of his world. their love blossoms, a forbidden dance between two realms, but as the final act approaches, will their love defy the constraints of their reality, or will they be forever trapped in the melancholy of what could have been?
╰┈➤ pairing: basketball player gojo satoru x fem!ballerina reader
⋆·˚*genre: strangers to friends to more, college au, complicated situationship
˚ ༘⋆warnings: nsfw, suggestive, smoking, self-destructive, mentions of bleeding, fluff, angst
⋆.ೃ࿔*:・updates: every other day
word count: 13,102
chapter - ii.
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🎼chapter: i. ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺
ׂ.ೃ1 week later࿐
“y/n~ just this once, please hang out with me will you?” you were currently kneeling down on the floor packing up your stuff from the dance studio to head home, when Shoko appeared in front of you pleadingly asking you to go to a new arcade store that opened nearby campus
“Shoko I would but, i still have a lot of scaffolds to work on” you said smiling sympathetically towards her, she pouted before sitting down in front of you
“you always say no anyways, just this once please? i really wanna check it out with you” she said staring at you with her puppy doe eyes, making you smile at her before taking a deep breathe
“i only say no, ‘cause you invite me whenever i have so much to do” you said zipping up your bag, before standing up and holding out your hand towards her
she grabbed your hand standing up as well, before flinging her bag over her shoulder and replying “and when do you never have something to do huh, you wound me you know” making you chuckle
“should i just memorize your life schedule so i’d know when's the best time to invite you out?” she asked before you both started walking towards the door, you smiled “alright, just this once then”
her eyes beamed about to hug you but you both were startled when the door was aggressively opened wide, making you both turn to the source
you were met with those bright blue eyes and white hair yet again, but this time he was accompanied by a guy with a man-bun trailing behind him
“oh, Shoko just the person we're looking for” he said, a wide grin plastered on his features as he started to approach you both
“Satoru, Suguru, what do you two want this time huh?” Shoko replied, placing both of her hands on her hips showing the two an annoyed expression at their unannounced visit
“we have a practice match later with a neighborhood school and we wanted to ask you if you wanted to come - in person by the way, so you wouldn't have any choice but to oblige” his grin impossibly got even wider as the black haired man stood beside him, smiling sweetly at Shoko
“it's against that one dickhead’s school too, so we thought you might want to see his stupid face getting beaten” Suguru added, making Shoko grin
“well that does sound tempting but, too bad me and my new friend have plans so maybe next time~” she said holding onto your elbows as she interlocked them, you turned to her before facing the two men again noticing Gojo’s widen eyes
“oh - y/n nice to see you here, you're actually friends with Shoko?” Satoru said, facing you as he waves his hand at you making both Shoko and the black haired gentleman send him a confused look
“hi Gojo, right we have computer class together I met him a week ago” you said facing Shoko, explaining to her why you knew of her other best friend, this made Shoko nod her head at you before mouthing the words ‘oh’
“mhm, that's right man - i didn't know you were friends with Shoko as well” he said, making you send him a toothless smile before noticing a lightbulb on top of his head
“how ‘bout you both watch our practice match then, it'll be quick really we'll only join the first quarter and you two can leave right after!” he said, placing his clenched right fist on top of his other hand's palm
Shoko faced you making you follow her “If you don't want to watch y/n we won't, but if you’d like then we can always go to that new arcade afterwards” she smiled at you before holding both of your hands, you turned to look at the two men holding their hands out in a pleading manner
“i guess i would like that, sure” you said returning your attention back to Shoko, you noticed the two was ecstatic and shared smug faces between each other
“alright then, you both can watch from the bleachers so you can avoid any flying balls” Suguru said, holding onto Satoru’s shoulder capturing your attention and facing him
“by the way, I'm Suguru Geto - please call me Suguru if you will” he said, smiling sweetly at you making you return the gesture mindlessly “alright, Suguru… you can call me y/n as well”
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you and Shoko were currently going up the stairs towards the bleachers area as instructed by Gojo earlier, also this way you can see the game better in this angle - you’ve never watched a game this close in person before you usually were in the top bleachers or in plain tvs even
so to experience watching it this close made you quite excited, you don't really understood much about basketball considering how you've never played before but at the very least you do understand the point system
“you look quite excited this is a first for me, usually you only look like this when our ballet instructor tells us we'll be performing a new piece” Shoko said, sitting down on the very corner of the bleachers near the stairs - you sat right beside her before blinking a couple of times and turning back to the court “i guess it really is exciting to watch a game this close, don't you?”
you saw a hint of white hair jogging around the court approaching your school’s team, making you revert your attention towards them
currently Gojo was huddling along with his fellow teammates, as their coach were giving them reminders of their gameplay - Satoru who was barely paying attention let his eyes wander around the school gym before landing on you two
he waved grinning at you both, before Shoko returned the gesture with her hand waving back making the guy send you guys one last smile before being elbowed by Suguru and getting angry glances from their coach
as the call whistle blew, Satoru and Suguru approached the center of the court - Suguru right in front with the referee holding the ball facing off the opposing team, while Satoru is right behind him with a smug grin before placing his hand on his knee running his other hand through his hair
a few seconds of silence surrounded the court, before bustling whistle blew once again but this time signaling the players to start with the game as the referee tosses the ball up in the air making Suguru jump and tap the ball back giving Satoru possession
as the game began, Satoru effortlessly dribbled the ball down the court, weaving through defenders with grace - his opponents, who are well aware of his reputation, tried to keep their guard up against him
with a swift spin, he evaded a defender and made a pass to his teammate with the jersey number ‘9’ on his back who was avoiding the defenders of the opposing team before tossing the ball towards another player who was in the 2 point line
the player had the number ‘14’ on his back - he took the shot and successfully made the point against the other team
“you know, as much as I like to make fun of Satoru and Suguru they both are very valuable to their team - they're only second years but being able to be in the starting line is quite impressive” Shoko said as you turned to look at her, she was leaning against her chair with her hands in his pant’s pocket
“well of course they aren't the only second years in the starting line, but they're the only two who are in the front-lines in the beginning of the game” she said facing you, as you nod along her words and turning back to the game in front
“have they been playing basketball for a long time?” you asked, as Satoru had possession of the ball again dribbling it against the court before making a jump shot successfully giving their team another 2 points,
"well, they have been playing since freshman year of high school - that's when i met the two, so yeah, they have been playing a long time," she replied, causing you to form an 'oh' shape with your mouth
their team was currently trying to block off the opposing team’s players, who had managed to score a 3 point for their team before Suguru took the ball and started dribbling towards the other side of the court
Satoru, with his back turned to Suguru, positioned himself at the 3-point line, executing a fake-out to confuse the other player marking him, the player seeing through this spun around Satoru moving to block Suguru instead
Sensing the opening, Suguru swiftly passed the ball to Nanami, who dribbled it back to Satoru - with the ball back in his hands, Satoru wasted no time and took the shot, sinking a 3-pointer for their team
home: 42, visitor: 36
you took notice of how nice it was to see other people so focused in their element - you wondered how you looked when you're performing and thought if you looked as passionate as they are right now
which brought you to look at Satoru, he looked so focus yet so carefree at the same time - he never failed to express a smug or a annoyed look whenever the other players managed to block him off or stealing the ball off him, in fact it made you realize how effortlessly handsome he was
you weren't blind and you aren't denying it either, the white haired man was indeed easy in the eyes no one could argue with that - it was probably his own charm that made other people not tear their eyes away from him
you then heard the whistle blew again, seeing the timer the first quarter was officially done making the players return back to their respective benches resting as much as they can and wiping off sweat from their bodies
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you heard Shoko stand up and started to gather her things making you do the same, “will you wait for me downstairs y/n, I'll be quick i’ll only inform the two idiots we'll be leaving is that alright?” Shoko asked you, motioning back towards Satoru and Suguru - you smiled and nodded “okay then, tell them my goodbyes too please”
as you waited outside the school gym after Shoko went inside, you stood next to a vending machine leaning against it - when you were suddenly startled by someone standing in front of the machine
you leaned away as you tried to walk towards the gym doors when a voice reached out “you were up in the bleachers earlier right?” you turned back to see a guy with green hair and was wearing the opposing team’s jersey with the number ‘11’
“oh, yea i was” you said raising your brow confusion plastered on your face, as the man bent down to take the drink out from the machine
“so, you go to school here?” he said turning to face you with smirk in his face, making you revert your eyes somewhere else
“yea, i guess i wouldn't be here if i didn't?” You replied, making the man chuckle, and leaned against the vending machine - not long after, you heard footsteps approaching from behind making you turn your head around and seeing Shoko with a displeased expression
“hey Shoko, how’ve you been?” Shoko approaches you holding onto your elbow, “still enjoy playing with balls huh zenin?”
“well aren't you as delightful as ever” the guy replied before walking away from the machine and towards the gym’s doors,
“just wanted to say hi that's all, anyways i'm guessing this is my cue to leave bye~” he said turning his face towards you both and smirking before walking back inside,
“geez, that guy needs a total reality check - oh right come on y/n let's get going as well!” Shoko smiled at you, making you return the gesture before you both started to walk towards the exit
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“oh, you mean that guy from earlier? he has this beef against Satoru and at first I didn't hold any grudge against the guy ‘cause well - it's Satoru, but man for the first time I actually understood why Satoru hated that guy” Shoko said trying to shoot as many zombies as she can beside you, the curiosity was eating you up ever since you left the school earlier
“Really, why so?” you asked as you watched Shoko play, holding onto the gun with both of her hands the screen displayed the words next round
“he's misogynistic as hell, and not to mention he keeps sleeping with different women in spite of his ridiculously ugly looks AND personality” she said as she placed the fake gun down on the machine’s table, she then turned towards you
“what’d he say by the way, did he insult you or pester you with anything?” she asked displaying a angry look with her furrowed brows, and pouting lips
“he asked if i was watching the game earlier, and then proceed to ask if i go to our school” you said, sighing making Shoko giggle and raise the toy gun up pointing towards the screen
“he's an idiot isn't he, why would you be there in the first place if you didn't go to our school” she said shooting the zombies on the screen, you let out a giggle as well before agreeing with her
as you continued to wander around the arcade, your attention was suddenly drawn to a familiar sight: a flash of white hair - turning, you found yourself once again face-to-face with Satoru Gojo, standing on the other side of the store's glass window
his bright blue eyes locked onto yours, and a playful grin spread across his face as he waved his hand in greeting as he motioned for Suguru to join him, and together, they approached you
“hey y/n, wanna watch me beat Suguru’s ass out of that punching machine?” Satoru pointed towards the said machine, making Suguru roll his eyes
“you wish, anyways y/n where's Shoko?” Suguru asked, as he took noticed how you were wandering around alone you turned to face Shoko who was still busy with the zombie game, which was probably the reason why she dragged you here
“over there, she's been at it for a couple of minutes already - so i wanted to look around more” you said reverting your eyes towards the two males, the two shared a deep exhale as Suguru started to approach her
“do you wanna look around and see if we can find a claw machine?” Satoru asked you, as you nodded at him before remembering the claw machine you saw earlier
“oh, i saw one actually - i think it was around there” you said starting to approach the said location you pointed to, before finally finding it
“Oh, it has Sanrio characters! y/n pick a character for me real quick” Satoru dropping his bag on the floor before positioning himself right in front of the machine turned to you, making you scan the characters closely
“hm… i like cinnamonroll try catching him” you said, turning to meet his bright blue eyes again - this made the male grin widely before asking you for coins which you gave him all of yours
“thanks! I'll get him for you” he replied before inserting 2 coins in, and the machine started to light up “how many attempts do you think this will get me?”
he asked you as he failed in trying to get the plush doll in the first try, inserting another 2 coins again - you took a look at the remaining coins in his hand before replying
“probably 3 at best, but I'll guess you probably have to get more coins before you can get the doll” he pouted at this trying to angle the claw right above the plushie, and then turning towards you
“watch this-” he said pressing the ok button as the machine actually started to hold onto the doll before releasing it on the prize hole,
you widen your eyes as you watched him bend down to take the doll, wearing a smug look as he shook the plushie with one hand in front of you - taunting you of your doubts
“i’m too good at everything to miss that, and it only took me 2 tries” he said before handing you the plush doll, you smiles at the doll finding it adorable before meeting with Satoru’s eyes again
“you're too smug for your own good, but the doll is indeed adorable so I'll overlook that” you said, making the boy widen his smirk and raising his hand up in front of you
“please hold your applause, it was nothing~” he said shaking his head, making you smile at his playful gesture and sighing
"you know, cinnamonroll kinda looks like you now that I think about it," you said, turning back to the doll in your hands Satoru widened his eyes at you, clearly surprised by the comparison, before straightening up and bending down to pick his bag off the floor
"he does not," Satoru replied with mock indignation, walking back towards Shoko and Suguru "we may have the same color palette, but that's where the similarities end"
you couldn't help but giggle at his theatrics, amused by his playful reaction as Satoru rejoined the others, you returned your attention to the doll in your hands, a small smile tugged at the corners of your mouth
ღ you couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and camaraderie 。・゚゚・
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supercap2319 · 7 months
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In the boy's locker room, Julian Blossom comes out of the showers in a gray towel. "Whatever you wet rags are doing tonight, drop it. I got my hands on a stag film." He smirks and stands there like he's waiting for applause.
Archie looks at Reggie and frowns. "Wait, what's a stag film?"
"Jeez, Andrews, maybe it's time to get your nose out of those poems. It's a skin flick, complete with naked women. Sometimes more than one." All the boys murmur at that. Apparently, they like the sound of that. "Where'd you get something like that?" Reggie asked.
"A buddy of mine from Stonewall Prep lent it to me." Julian said. He looks around the room. "So, who's game?" Kevin and Clay look excited as Julian casts a glance at Fangs. "Oh, come on, Fogarty, you've got to be horny with your honey under lock and key at the Sisters'."
"Where would we watch it?" Fangs asked.
"We can hang a blanket up in my parents' barn."
Y/N wiped the sweat off his face and looked at Julian. "Yeah, because there's nothing queer about a group of fellas getting all hot and bothered watching naked women. Maybe you guys can get raunchy and help each other's dicks out."
"And what kinds of skin flicks do you watch, huh, Y/N? Wrestling movies?" Julian said.
"Actually, it's a farm boy and a basketball player rubbing dicks together. He kinda looks like you, Julian." He winks and leaves towards the showers as Archie and Reggie tried not to stare at his naked body as Julian flushed red with embarrassment.
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caputvulpinum · 1 year
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What would you say is your favorite piece of ‘bad’ poetry? Like, obviously everyone has a different definition of bad, but what poem do you look at, think ‘this just isn’t that great but I love it anyway despite that’ and then come back to every time?
In the first poetry workshop I ever took my professor said we could write about anything we wanted except for two things: our grandparents and our dogs. She said she had never read a good poem about a dog. I could only remember ever reading one poem about a dog before that point—a poem by Pablo Neruda, from which I only remembered the lines “We walked together on the shores of the sea/ In the lonely winter of Isla Negra.” Four years later I wrote a poem about how when I was a little girl I secretly baptized my dog in the bathtub because I was afraid she wouldn’t get into heaven. “Is this a good poem?” I wondered. The second poetry workshop, our professor made us put a bird in each one of our poems. I thought this was unbelievably stupid. This professor also hated when we wrote about hearts, she said no poet had ever written a good poem in which they mentioned a heart. I started collecting poems about hearts, first to spite her, but then because it became a habit I couldn’t break. The workshop after that, our professor would tell us the same story over and over about how his son had died during a blizzard. He would cry in front of us. He never told us we couldn’t write about anything, but I wrote a lot of poems about snow. At the end of the year he called me into his office and said, “looking at you, one wouldn’t think you’d be a very good writer” and I could feel all the pity inside of me curdling like milk. The fourth poetry workshop I ever took my professor made it clear that poets should not try to engage with popular culture. I noticed that the only poets he assigned were men. I wrote a poem about that scene in Grease 2 where a boy takes his girlfriend to a fallout shelter and tries to get her to have sex with him by tricking her into believing that nuclear war had begun. It was the first poem I ever published. The fifth poetry workshop I ever took our professor railed against the word blood. She thought that no poem should ever have the word “blood” in it, they were bloody enough already. She returned a draft of my poem with the word blood crossed out so hard the paper had torn. When I started teaching poetry workshops I promised myself I would never give my students any rules about what could or couldn’t be in their poems. They all wrote about basketball. I used to tally these poems when I’d go through the stack I had collected at the end of each class. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 poems about basketball. This was Indiana. Eventually I couldn’t take it anymore. I told the class, “for the next assignment no one can write about basketball, please for the love of god choose another topic. Challenge yourselves.” Next time I collected their poems there was one student who had turned in another poem about basketball. I don’t know if he had been absent on the day I told them to choose another topic or if he had just done it to spite me. It’s the only student poem I can still really remember. At the time I wrote down the last lines of that poem in a notebook. “He threw the basketball and it came towards me like the sun”
From a since-deactivated tumblr blog.
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rottrottencorpse · 7 months
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I've had a headache since I woke up this morning and its about to be 7 am
I can't fucking sleep
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So instead here's some random HCs nobody asked for !!!!
• Kenny smokes a pack of Marlboro reds a day but NEVER does ANY substances in front of Karen
• Stan loves all animals but he's mainly a big dog guy
• Shelly taught Eric how to put makeup on (he also used YouTube) she still paints his nails for him. She also buys the vapes for him, he gives her the cash, she gets em.
• Stan's trans (FTM), fully transitioned and hardcore undercover, only Kenny knows at first and that's because he asked Kenny to dispose of all his T shot needles (since... Yk.. there's a bunch of needles lying around his place anyways)
• Both Butters and Cartman slouch - for different reasons but Butters' mainly because he's so tall and Cartman hATES being short.
• Cartman's seen ALL the Rom-Coms against his will (blame his mom)
• Butters hates having the sides of his hair shaved so close but his dad cuts it and the top short as often as possible because long hair is "too girly"
• Kenny sleeps with a BUNCH of blankets
• Kenny's naturally really fucking cold to the touch
• Cartman twitch streams/ has a YouTube channel and he makes mad mega bank, at least until he ends up in some YouTube scandal. It's bound to happen.
• Eric doordashes/Uber eats food all the time
• he also fucking LOVES dinosaurs
• Kenny bites into ice cream , cones or popsicles, he's a freak that needs to do anything to feel something, that includes giving himself any and every piercing he can. Even if it kills him. Due to dying all the time he has a ridiculously high pain tolerance.
• Kyle starts calling Cartman "Fag-Ass" as well as "Fat-Ass" after he came out
• Cartman was accidentally outed by Butters who most certainly found out by accident too and couldn't keep his mouth shut
• Kyle is a manipulative little shit just like Kenny and Cartman, but like Kenny he most certainly doesn't mean to do it. He regularly "accidentally" manipulates Stan.
• Kenny let's Karen practice braiding hair, doing makeup, painting his nails, all on him
• Kenny is Mysterion still, he's like your friendly neighborhood Batman, nobody knows it's him and it's partially why he's alWAYS got bags under his eyes or falls asleep in class
• Kenny's working either one job during the school year or two during the summer, he uses the money to help pay for stuff at home and starts a college fund for Karen
• Kyle loves poems, he likes writing them and he likes getting them from people, especially if they're really well written
• Kyles got anger issues (not just because of Cartman, look at either of his parents)
• Kyle's is an "actshually 🤓☝️ link is left handed" loz fan
• Kyle hates his 'fro' and regularly considers chopping it all off, he frequently goes back and forth tho because it takes awhile to grow back out. Stan and Cartman would be fucking mortified if he cut it.
• He's a lightweight for sure, he doesn't need much when they drink to get pretty fucked up
• Kyle's REALLY good at basketball, turns the whole team around when he joins and they win a few seasons.
• It's p obvious in my art but he does have mouth scars yes that happened and he fucking HATES them. Biggest insecurity.
• His face and ears get REALLY red when he's mad/embarrassed/etc, to the point where it's pretty hard to tell if he's pissed or just embarrassed
• Kyle loves being outdoors just as much as he likes playing video games, he'll convince Stan to just go on walks in the woods at random.
• They all LARP as superheros and their fantasy characters still, even in highschool. They have a whole larp group. That and they're playing DND, those boys are geeky ASF.
• Stan's FWB relationship with Kyle is EXTREMELY complicated and mostly one sided on Stan's part whoops !
• Stan's got the energry of a pathetic dog boyfriend, ya know those guys that are greasy ASF and you're wondering how they managed to get a hot gf. Yeah. That's Stan.
• Out of the main four, Stan's the stinkiest and greasiest. Mother fucker needs to SHOWER.
• Stan is an alcoholic/drug addict even if he pretends he's not. It's really fucking bad to the degree that he wakes up at the same time every night to smoke a bowl of weed and go back to sleep. Kenny is his main smoke buddy.
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legoflowrs · 8 months
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HEADCANNONS
c/w: drinking, drugs, addiction, abuse, slight nsfw
AGED UP TO 18 MY PEOPLE!!!!
A/N: ok so in the headcannons he’s with Stan cause Style is very dear to my heart but in the relationship headcannons he’s with reader xx
Kyle Broflovski
- Massive fucking NERD!! (pls i love nerds).
- Got straight A’s throughout high school.
- Was on the honour roll and was on student council.
- Firm believer in basketball Kyle supremacy.
- Came out as Demisexual and Bisexual (male leaning).
- Stopped being super strict on Kosher throughout high school but kept that a secret from Sheila.
- Never stopped being insecure about his nose. Literally at one point started saving for a nose job till Stan talked him out of it.
- Drinks almond milk.
- Thinks thrifting is gross cause he’s a germaphobe. Washes his hands like 50 times a day.
- When I hear the song Basic Instinct it reminds me of Kyle.
- The Smiths > The Cure.
- Style: Stan fell first, Kyle fell harder (bro i love these dweebs lol).
- Was legit so in denial about being in love with Stan for the longest time.
- His Dad pushed him to study law but he ended up studying psychology to become a child psychologist because he saw the effects of unchecked mental health in children while he grew up.
- Got really drunk once and Kenny pierced his septum. He has it flipped up most of the time.
- Hates glasses so wears contacts.
- Such a fkn mummas boy lol it honestly was a problem at one point.
- Didn’t do his own laundry till he moved out. Did not know how to put sheets on a bed 👍
- Such a good relationship with Ike, he would die for his little brother.
- Did someone say abandonment issues!!!! Could not keep a partner to save his life during high school.
- Smoked weed with Kenny twice and then freaked out after he greened out.
- Got addicted to nicotine during college and used it as an outlet because he put so much pressure on himself to be perfect. Spoke to his doctor and he’s trying to quit.
- Defs listens to Phoebe Bridgers because he has a strange relationship with his dad.
- His dad pushed him to be perfect all the time until Kyle had a massive breakdown in junior year that burnt him out for a long time.
- A family man!!! Wants kids pretty early on into his life.
- A god at poker.
- Hates taking photos of himself.
- Still pretty insecure about his hair but Kenny and Stan helped himself to accept it and even start taking good care of it.
- Really struggled with anger issues.
- Stopped speaking to Cartman completely.
- Forest green is his favourite colour.
- Writes poems and makes people cry with how nice his birthday card messages are.
- First out his friends to get a license. His parents paid for his car.
- Such a damn backseat driver.
- Didn’t really work until he moved out.
- I think he’d help Heidi out at the community gardens.
- After Heidi finally ended things with Cartman, her and Kyle became really close friends.
- Had a friendly academic rivalry with Wendy through high school.
- Him and Wendy study together in college often.
- Has a record player.
- Grew closer to Craig’s gang in senior year of high school. Goes record shopping with Tolkien.
- Very accident prone.
- Has diabetes.
- Loves picnics and simple activities like stargazing.
- Smells like pine needles and the ocean.
- Actually a fantastic swimmer.
- Did drama in sophomore year.
- A massive library in his house. Had to instil a book ban on himself because he was spending all his money on it.
- Really nice eyelashes.
- Comes home to celebrate Hanukkah with his family every year.
- Did long distance with Stan during college. They almost broke up a few times but pulled through.
- Enjoys taking pictures of nature.
- Takes Ike to the movies very often.
- Has the nicest knitted sweaters.
- His guilty pleasure is Taylor Swift.
- HE IS SO MIRRORBALL CODED.
- When he’s in a good mood he loves baking and often bakes for his friends.
- Kenny, Kyle and Stan do day trips together super often. In my world these three never grew apart they are inseparable 🤞🤞
Kyle in a relationship
- An absolute gentleman. Refuses to let you get out of his car without him opening the door for you. Holds doors and pulls out seats. Always gives you his jacket.
- Was very insecure about his sexual inexperience. But y’all guided each other through it. I think there’s something so sweet and special about that.
- Touch tank by quinnie is all I have to say 😼.
- Loves kissing your neck and ears. He kisses your knuckles as well it’s very tender.
- Combusts when he sees you getting along with his family. Especially his Mum and Ike.
- Let’s you touch his hair, it relaxes him a lot.
- Opens up to you about his struggle with his Dad and nicotine. You are his biggest supporter through it all.
- Even though he hates photos, he’ll have a polaroid of y’all in his phone and wallet. Plus a photo booth strip in his car.
- Y’all will bake at midnight together.
- You go on fancy dinner dates together and rate the restaurants in the car together.
- Avid Letterboxed users lol! Give each other show and movie recommendations all the time.
- Kyle always had trouble sleeping but there was something very comforting about your presence so he’ll spend a lot of time at your dorm.
- Writes poems for you.
- Brings you flowers every time the old bouquet dies (ugh what a man).
- BUYS YOU LEGO FLOWERS!!!
- His love languages are gift giving and quality time.
- Keeps a list of all the dates you’ve been on.
- Will take such good photos of you fr! Your biggest hype man.
- I think his short temper would be a problem for you guys but he loves you so much he works on it so hard.
- Your praise means the absolute world to him.
- You guys always go to carnival together and share a caramel apple, it’s like tradition now.
- Couples costume for halloween always.
- Asks for your Dads/Mums/Guardians blessing before he proposes to you.
- Loves the smell of your perfume/cologne. Like it’s seriously intoxicating.
- Proposes to you with his Grandmas ring.
a/n: guys i love kyle so much i’m gonna make his mood board now <3
also if any of these are ooc in ur opinion it’s just for funsies and my opinion hehe
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captainmera · 7 months
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Hey, do you have any advice/tips for writing?
I have this Toh fanfic idea that I've been meaning to write for a while... but every time I try to write it, I end up just staring at the screen instead-
Sure bud! I'm by no means an expert! Just an enthusiast who loves storytelling! :) But I'm happy to help any fellow creative with whatever knowledge I can share!
So, from this ask I am gathering that you are feeling overwhelmed by your own story, yeah?
Well... Here's some things I do to get out of feeling overwhelmed and just kinda:
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First thing first - there is no such thing as a block. You are just not working in the area of creativity you need right now. Areas can be: Writing, researching, watching an analysis of a story you like, consume a work that is in the same genre you are trying to write (cartoon, movie, book, etc).
But you're asking about writing itself. So here we go:
The show time trick. Get a ritual of some sort. Wear something every time you write, like a hat or a scarf, a bathrobe. OR just get tea/coffee/whatever. This will Pavlov your brain into triggering a OH IT'S TIME TO BE CREATIVE mode! .
Warm up. Write something else. A poem, a prompt (there's a ton on pinterest to pick from). This will get you into the groove of things. Remember that it's not supposed to be serious, it's just something to get you to write. One exercise I know of is called "random stream", which is where you just write down the first word that pops into your head in a non-stop stream. It doesn't even have to be sensible, just words. Like this: I think I know what this cookie monster can and will not do hi mom grandma basketball fishing rodding down a stream dodging every single flying leaf that a tree throws at me oh no a branch aa help here comes the cavalry and the ships are sailing in to the harbour and this is a good day actually. This will help you get your "vocals" and flows going. And if you in the midst of it feel like "oh! wait! :D" and like your writing-muse just woke up, get off the exercise and start working! :) .
Analyse your work. First - read it all aloud to yourself. You will hear where it sounds off. And then, what you need to do to be able to continue, is to fix that bit first. Second - When you are reading your own text, and you feel like you are skimming past or through a passage of text, that's most likely an indication that something needs work. Cut away or rephrase it better. Things doesn't have to be long to be good, it just needs to do what it needs to do. If it doesn't serve the story or scene, remove it. Now, that's for if you HAVE work to go through. If you haven't written anything yet, write down somewhere what you WANT to write. Analyse your key points. That's much easier than doing the big magus opus right away. T H I S I S O L D A S H E L L N O W : [L I N K] But I made this back in 2019 for anyone who felt stuck writing their (original) story, and needed an interview kind of ballplank to get your thoughts down. I know you're doing a fanfic but maybe it can help? Not all of these questions will be helpful to you but maybe some will. .
Write the fun thing first. You know what it is you REALLY want to write here, right? There's a scene in your head you want to work towards. Yeah? Well... It's a fanfiction. You don't really, not always anyway, need context. You can just get right into it and the context will probably present itself as you write and people read. People aren't dumb, they'll get it lol! If I start a fanfic with this: Hunter waited in the forest not far from Hexside as they had planned. Willow tapped him on the shoulder and he spun around, ready to fight, but lowered his guard when he saw her - and smiled. "Hi." You kinda already figured out, by text alone, that they must have previously decided to meet there and are on friendly terms. Blanks are easily filled in. So feel free to just, like, go for it!
I hope any of that helps!
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Taylor Swift head cannons / Taylor Swift adores you
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She’s a sweetie
She loves to write songs about you
She even writes poems about you
She loves to playfully poke fun at you when you’re cranky because you’re sleepy
She was playing with your hair while you were falling asleep
Taylor smiled. “Uhh ohhh someone is tiirred!” She said
You rolled your eyes and mumbled, “Oh whatever”.
Taylor giggled. “You’re adorable when you’re sleepy”
She loves when you have to stand on your tippy toes to kiss Taylor
Or even reach the top shelf for the Mariana sauce
Because Taylor gets to hold you in her arms
Shes super protective over you
Like really protective
When your aunts husband tried to hug you and you pulled away
Taylor saw this and spoke up. “Excuse me. Don’t hug her she doesn’t wanna hug you. Come here babe I’ll hug you”. Said Taylor.
Taylor reached her hand out to you and you held her hand with yours
You felt so safe with Taylor
She hates scary movies but she knows you love them
So Taylor will watch the remake of the movie Carrie with you
But she’ll watch the movie with her hand covering her face but peaks through her eyes with her fingers
You wrapped an arm around your girlfriend to let you know she’s safe with you
For movie night you and Taylor baked chocolate chip cookies together and cuddled
She dumped Travis Kelce because he’s too controlling and a little too wild
So when she read your stories about her on Tumblr she gushed over you and your Tumblr stories
So she sent you a message and you and her became friends then best friends
And eventually you became her girlfriend
With you she don’t gotta worry about staying out til 3am partying and maybe sleeping with strippers
She always had to worry about that with Travis
You won her heart with a funny yet romantic story about her
As soon as Taylor arrived at your apartment She opened her arms
you smiled and Jumped in her arms as she catches you
”Hii baby!!” Taylor said all lovingly. She smiled
You smiled too. Hii!!”
And you and Taylor kissed
Eventually she met your family too
And during Christmas Eve she played her guitar and sang a song she wrote about you
You smiled so wide and your family clapped for Taylor
“I love you (Y/n)” Said Taylor
“I love you so much! You have no idea how many times I’ve daydreamed about this moment” You said
Taylor giggled and kissed you on the cheek. “Merry Christmas babe” Said Taylor
She got you the Yeezy knit basketball shoes for you as a Christmas gift
”Oh my god!!” You yelled happily. “Thank you thank you!!” You said. You hugged Taylor as she hugged you tight
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niyahwrites · 1 year
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Soul mixed in with the dirt beneath you.
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Parings: Riri Williams x Black fem reader
Synopsis: Riri, a basketball student, and reader who is a writer experience a tiny problem in their relationship.
Reader lives for reciting, writing, or just reading her poems out loud to Ri. Kind of sappy ian gon lie. Riri is kind of hypocritical I guess. No smut. Reader has an unhealthy relationship with her computer(types nonstoppp) Tiny angst, quickly resolved. Just some quick I thought of.
Wordcount: 1.8k
Stole that lil thang that seperate the days,time or wtv from @inmyheadimobsessed. Y’all will see I can’t really figure out the name for it atmm.
One thing Riri loved about you was your creative mind– innovative speeches or those big ass words you always used. Literally, you used them in everythang as she would say. She didn’t have a clue of anything you meant but she’d still listen. Don’t get her wrong- she was hella smart, but you on the other hand was smart and a genius when it came to wordplay.
That bright ass mind of yours had her locked down, in handcuffs with a designated spot in the back of a jail cell. She wasn’t leaving that anytime soon.
“Okay okay–listen to this one, babe. Though your love may not be recognized and still it hides amongst your black ridges, I see you. I see you in your pictured palm trees, visualizing sunny days even in the stormiest of times. I see you.” Riri honestly didn’t understand the poem. Or rather she didn’t have too, she knew you’d still state its purpose whether or not she wanted to hear it.
You pushed yourself away from your oak desk and hot computer and spun around to face her. She continued throwing her mini basketball at the ceiling from where she was, sprawled on your bed with littered chip bags and crumbs.
You stared at the athlete with curious eyes. Curious to how she felt about your own lyrics. Words to lyrics without a song to back it up but somehow still held a sweet tune. “Why did you write it?” The corner of your lips twitched into a small smile; decreasing from the wide one you held when reading your work.
“Dunno, just how I’ve been feeling lately. Plus– my mind has too many ideas at once, gotta write 'em down somewhere, right?” Her miniature basketball fell to the floor with a soft stud when she stopped tossing it and instead turned to face you. Her glossed lips mirrored your tiny peak of a smile with a little teeth tossed into the mix.
“I guess so. How long you been over there? Typing and running that thing hot?” A breathy snicker from Riri protruded your thick air when you turned back around to look at your document. The dim screen exposed you with the exact timestamp of when you began typing. 12:45. It was now seven o clock which means you’ve been in your same slouched over position typing up words that rhyme and metaphorically fall in tune with one another for six hours.
“Since your last class.” You lowered your tone due to your guilt for breaking your promise with Riri about how long you would be on your computer. She gave you the benefit of the doubt and asked that you’d be on it for three hours at the most. Here you were, three hours over your limit with a cramped back and achy fingers.
Riri’s eyes widened, practically bulging from her head. “Ma, that was like six hours ago. You tellin me you’ve been hunched over typing? For that long?” You nodded your head and lifted your hand to just save your document. “Aht. Hands off.” Riri instructed. You sighed and pulled your hand back. “Come here and chill with me instead. Tired of getting replaced with a computer.”
Softly, you laughed and pushed yourself from your once comfortable chair and made your way over to Riri’s giddy self. “I guess leaving Ki alone could be..fun.” Riri hands were on you the minute you settled onto her left thigh. “Ki? Who’s Ki?” Your eyebrows knitted together at her words. “My computer.” Riri groaned and buried her head into your neck, completely relishing in your cackles.
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Riri’s head wasn’t in the game. She wasn’t dribbling the ball nor shooting to her full extent. She was sloppy, and she was uncoordinated. Those words/self inflicted insults swirled around her head and wrapped around her throat; cutting off any breathing she might’ve had before she stepped foot on that floor.
Her lucky charm wasn’t there. On the biggest night of her basketball career you weren’t there. Tonight there were scouts everywhere preying on her. Of course they were there for the other player as well, but as captain all eyes were on her. That explains all of the press harassing her on campus and all of the constant screams of her names the minute her foot stepped onto the court.
The only face she didn’t see in the bleachers was yours. You were nowhere to be found and neither was her mind. It seemed to be running after you even though her career was betting on this shit. Her teammate patted her slick shoulder, distracting her from her ‘Riri mindchat’. “Get your head in the game shorty. We down ten points in the third quarter.”
Riri nodded and took a well needed breath. She ain’t spare her teammates none of that sappy sitcom hero shit and instead gave herself her own pep talk. She exited the nearly empty locker room and jogged back into the loud gym. It only took her one glance to see you face deep in your phone and she was back to her a-game.
It didn’t matter that you weren’t there before, only that you were here now. She bounced on the heels of her feet and took deep breaths like you taught her. She rolled the ends of her shorts up and got into her readied position. “Ball!” And once again those words sounded like music to her burning ears.
Her shots were back, maybe her dribbling ain’t bounce back fast enough but she and her point forward pulled the scores to a tie. Overtime. The shot clock was now off, only the scores were available. Forty-nine to Forty-nine. Riri bounced the ball in her hand and peered out for anyone open in the paint. No one was and the girl supposed to be guarding her was working every nerve she had.
“Go Riri!” Your agonizing screams were heard all around the gym amongst the other ones. She drove in. The ball felt like a hot rock as she bounced and drove closer to her goal. The net. She tossed the ball up for a layup before she was knocked down and the ball rolled out of bounds. She groaned as she tumbled down with the other player stepping over her.
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Riri’s team lost and it sent her home with tonight being ranked the worst night of her life. She slung her bag over her shoulder and made her way outside. A smile spread across your cheeks when she walked past you. “There goes my Ri, baby.” Riri chucked her head up at you and slowed down her steps so you’d be in strides with her.
“So..how are you? Y’know after the game and all? Sorry I missed most of it-” Riri stopped her steps abruptly causing you to trip over her planted feet. “Yeah, where were you? I thought you’d be here, ma. Since this game was so important and all.” Your eyebrows pulled together at her harsh tone and you turned to face her. She already found herself glaring you down. “I was at the ‘Wanna be Writers’ meeting. I told you two weeks ago where I was gonna be.”
“And I also told you about the game, y/n. How could you miss something so important to me?” Your head tipped back at the audacity she had. It smacked you clean across your face, knocking your soft smile off. “Riri I always come to your games! I never miss one, not even half. Why you so hot about this one?” Riri spit out a scoff; obviously she was offended by your words. “Cause I was fucking up the whole night. Why? Because my girlfriend who promised to never miss a game wasn’t there!”
Riri’s voice gradually got louder and it pulled a few passing glances over to you. “Wait. Ri you knew how important this shi-stuff was to me. You know my whole scholarship relies on this. My future! You couldn’t let me branch out and do one thing for myself?” She grew silent at your words. She huffed and looked away from you. “I always say," I see you even in your stormiest times, I see you.” Riri rolled her eyes at you reciting part of your own poem.
“Y’know what? Ian even tryna hear that wanna be Maya Angelou type shit. I might’ve just cost my team our season.” Oh no she didn’t. You nodded slowly and adjusted your computer bag on your shoulder. “Wow. It hurts you that bad that I missed half of your game to focus on my own future for once. Well this wanna be Maya Angelou will take her ‘save a hoe’ poem elsewhere.”
Riri sighed when you spun on your heels to walk away from her. “Wait, ma. Ian even mean it like that.” You shrugged and sped your steps up. “Sure sounded like it.” Riri could only watch your retreating figure with regret pooling the bottom of her stomach heavily.
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A knock sounded on your door, interrupting your private sesh with an artist's sensation and your notebook. Sighing heavily, you pushed your headphones off your ears and rolled off your bed. “Yes?” You called out before actually opening the door. “It's Riri.” With a hefty eye roll you pulled the door open to reveal and pajama clad Riri.
She’s done this trick before. Standing in your doorway in your matching pj set with the most toothy smile she could muster to trick you into welcoming her back into your space with open arms. “Hell no.” Riri stuck her hand out to prevent you from closing the door all the way. “Just a few minutes or hours. Please?” Pursing your lips together you stood to the side and allowed her to come in. “You got five minutes. Maya Angelou Jr. has a paper to write.” You kicked the door closed behind her and jumped back into your waddled down spot on your bed.
“First off I’m sorry. About the whole angry at you not attending my basketball game, and calling your beautiful, beautiful work bootleg. Its great and it isn’t a ‘save a hoe poem. You are Maya Angelou Jr. though. I mean look who’s all over your walls.” You laughed as she gestured to the many posters you held of Maya and her work. “Both of y’all dope too when it comes to your pen so..”
“I’m extremely proud of you and your talents. I need to realize we have our own paths.” You nodded and urged her to continue. “And I love you. That's it.” She smiled widely after taking a dramatic bow. “Apology partially accepted.” She nodded and eased her way beside you. “Whats that shit you be saying? I see you in your palm trees and stormy days or whatever?” She pretended to be in pain when you playfully slapped her shoulder.
“I’m just kidding.” She defended and goofily smiled when your nimble fingers wrapped around her chain. “You better cause I don’t just stop my writing process for anyone.” Riri tossed your notebook to the side and slithered herself beneath the covers to be closer to you. “Yeah, yeah. Now tell me about your new chapter of poems like you always do.”
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grenanigans · 2 months
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Baldur's Gate Headcanuary (6)
Prompt of the day: fun.
It's not like the companions have much time for fun in the game. So let's talk about what they'd do for fun if they lived in our world and time.
Wyll is an absolute gymrat. He loves sports of all kids. Fencing is his favorite, but he also enjoys working out and dancing, from ballet to salsa and from ballroom dance to hip hop. He's more into individual sports, but if he plays any team sports (mostly basketball), he always ends up acting as the team leader and strategist. He and Lae'zel often go to the gym together and challenge each other. She, however, can't stand team sports because she gets frustrated by other people easily. Martial arts are her thing.
Astarion's hobby is acting and he's quite good at it. He's a huge classical theater nerd who knows his favorite plays by heart and could recite them whole. He constantly corrects the other actors in his group because he knows everyone's lines better than them. Shakespeare is his favorite author.
Shadowheart is extremely creative and loves arts and crafts the most. She makes her own decorations, paints, bakes and can sew and knit. Many of her clothes were made by herself. She also writes poems, but never lets anyone read them.
As a bookworm, Gale is at his happiest when reading. What not many people know is that he also loves writing. He goes to poetry readings and open mic nights whenever he can. You see he's not as shy about his poems as Shadowheart. Plus he doesn't only write poetry, but also short stories, novels, plays and screenplays. Basically everything. Of course, he uses a lot of fancy words and complex metaphors, so most of his friends don't understand him.
Karlach loves anything related to cars and motorbikes - driving them, repairing them, competing in races (but not illegal ones... anymore). It's the only thing she can concentrate on for hours. And, of course, she's quite the dance. She's mostly into modern stuff (especially hip hop, breakdance and capoeira), but Wyll has offered to teach her bachata and she's considering it. They both met in a capoeira class and are trying to convince Lae'zel to join.
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ohbee-whatcanyoube · 2 months
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15 questions + 15 friends
thanks for tagging me @agentpolarbear 💜
Are you named after anyone? - yep, my mom! dad insists it's because he loves mom so much, but she says it may have happened because after having my sister they weren't feeling too creative🤭
Last time you cried? - yesterday
Do you have kids? - i have fictional children and a litter of plants and i believe that counts; plus i have a nephew
What sports did you/have you played? - a bit of football, basketball, voleyball, and pioneerball
Do you use sarcasm? - i used to be fluent in it; these days i use it but way more rarely than before; it's a conscious change
First thing you notice about people? - their energy/aura; THE VIBE if you will
Eye color? - hazel? sometimes (i don't know why) they get greenish; most of the time they're content being mostly brown
Scary movies or happy endings? - both, but if i *had to* choose, i'd go for scary movies
Any talents? - i don't believe in "talent", but i've always had a calling for creative stuff; some people think i have a way with words (don't judge that based on my tagged posts please LOL), i think i do have a knack for visual art; i can write poems about anything on the spot; i'm a natural dancer though not everyone will agree that how i go about that is enjoyable to watch
Where were you born? - the capital of Belarus
Hobbies? - lots!
Have any pets? - not yet
How tall are you? - 5'6
Favorite subject in school? - English!
Dream Job? - i have a few; one of them is to direct a movie (maybe a horror one!)
tagging @schasekk @piney-winey-socks @toomanyf4ndoms7 and anyone else who wants to answer these! 🖤
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ryan-the-dark · 2 months
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Claire McCallister knows Becky Botsford is WordGirl.
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I know! I know! Give me a second to explain and break this down.
In the very first episode of the series "Tobey or Consequences", Claire is shown to be intelligent enough to craft together devices to counter her son's robots.
This shows she's just as if not more intelligent than Tobey! There's the argument that could be made that Tobey made those devices but why would she make him? He would be able to program ways to short-wire them.
In the same episode, it was referenced that WordGirl calls Mrs. McCallister whenever Tobey commits crimes. Now I know this isn't much evidence, but let's say for this theory, she met Becky by now. This could be when she was suspicious because of how similar "Becky" and "WordGirl's" voice was.
If that ain't enough to convince you, maybe this will. In "By Jove You've Wrecked My Robot", Tobey tells Becky and I quote:
"And if you try to run off and turn into WordGirl, I'll use all the robots to destroy the city."
Now, if Claire's as smart as Tobey and we're using that for this theory, I'm pretty sure when she sees Becky, she'll put the pieces together in similar reasons. "The same hair color, the same skin tone, the same lips" as Tobey points out: "You and WordGirl are the same height, the same hair style and color... The same sparkingly smile. The same ruby lips..."
Now if Tobey put these pieces together, I think Claire, through enough time, could do so as well. I think the reason why she doesn't say anything is because one she has to make sure her son is punished for his crimes. And two, she respects WordGirl enough to not risk anyone who would use that information incorrectly to find out. The only reason she doesn't say anything to Sally who is her friend is because she either found out she doesn't know, think she knows and just playing an act and so acts none the wiser, or just don't want to ruin the current dynamic with the possibility that the Botsfords doesn't know. Another reason, she knows Tobey's happier around WordGirl and doesn't want him to be bothering Becky in her private life.
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This is "Robo Camp", a fairly early episode, being season 2 episode 11. At this point, she was trying to push him to cease doing robot activities:
Claire: This is going to be an important trip for you, Tobey, because you’re going to learn to appreciate nature. And hopefully grow out of this silly robot phase.
Tobey: Yes, Mother. That would make sense, except that nature is a thing of the past! Technology and robots are--
Claire: TOBEY! No robots! I don’t want a repeat of what happened last summer at basketball camp... Or two summers ago at baseball camp!.. Or last, last, LAST summer at drama camp!... I mean it, Tobey! No giant robots, end of story! You need to be more independent, and learn to do things on your own!
Btw, I think the reason why they're not very close is because they don't understand each other not that she doesn't care about him or vice versa, but I won't get into that into this blog.
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I can see Claire having a moment where she realizes: "Wait a minute Tobey's not happy around other kids. He's more lively around WordGirl and enjoys her company..." That type of thing. So she doesn't do much to try to stop him, not that she approves, but because she genuinely loves Tobey and values his feelings, even though she wishes he would stop with the robot attacks.
It would also explain the reason why she doesn't remove his robot privileges permanently. For people who follow abusive Claire, there's so many things to debunk this. Like in the "Talent Show Tobey" episode where she was cheering Tobey on and was genuinely proud of him until his robot destroyed the building. Given Tobey entrapped WordGirl into reading poems in this episode, you would think she wouldn't care about WordGirl. Well, do remember that it's not like Claire knows. She just thought WordGirl agreed, and was happy that Tobey was doing something she'd viewed as productive and WordGirl was kind enough to help him out.
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(More happy Claire please! 💯💯💯)
In the "Guess Who's Coming To Thanksgiving Dinner" episode, she was trying to enjoy the holiday, and when he left, she was searching literally everywhere for him. When he came back, she was happy to see him.
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(WE NEEDED MORE SCENES WITH THEM JUST BEING 😁)
In "New Year of Doom!" Tobey and Claire smiled at each other on top of a robot throughout the New Year count-probably the most touching moment between the two and shows she supports whenever he builds his robots just in a constructive way.
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I think if she wanted to, she would scrap all of his robots. She literally could, but she knows she would end up breaking his heart. He would be broken because he'll be forced to quit similar to when Miss Power threatened to never allow Dr. Two Brains to have cheese again. She always gave me reluctant disciplinarian type of vibes and would never do anything that would break his little heart. Off topic for a bit, that's why I wish there were more fics about Claire redeeming Tobey instead of Becky because, while I'm all for Tobecky, I feel like that makes more sense considering Tobey pressed so many buttons and disrespects her, and Becky's still a child at the end of the day while Claire is an adult so her mind is wiser, he's her son, and has more reasons to redeem him. Most of all, WordGirl's one of the superheroes of the city and don't have any obligation to redeem any of the villains besides maybe Dr. Two Brains with the whole mouse brain dilemma. She could guide them, but I feel like she would be suspicious about Tobey's change at least for a while. One last thing, while I do like redemption stories, the characters themselves have to change. Guidance is different from forcing them to switch sides. Claire redeeming Tobey stories would allow more ground to be given if that makes sense.
That aside, now, let's say Tobecky happens, and they sort out their issues especially with Tobey's (there's plenty of them as Go Gadget Go shows) I can imagine something like this occurring when a teenager or adult Becky inevitably has to tell Claire she's WordGirl because let's be honest it would avoid a lot of awkwardness. I even see her telling her family eventually, but this is how I actually see it going:
"Mrs. McCallister, I'm WordGirl..."
"...I am not blind, Becky. Though I have tried to be, for Tobey's sake. And for yours. I have suspected things about WordGirl a long time ago. I have put the pieces together as he had, though we do not speak of it. I... pretend that I don't know. And I was happy to, because it made him happy. WordGirl made him happy, when nothing else ever truly could."
If a teenage or adult WordGirl series or some other thing that continues the show ever happened where this theory was true, how do you think Becky would react to Claire knowing that she was WordGirl?
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longlivesteddie · 1 year
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Omegaverse au, omega!Steve, alpha!Eddie, courting
Au, where Steve decides that Eddie the freak Munson is the only alpha in the entire town, that would not make fun of him, if he asked him to take his omega v card. And even if he did, it’s not like anyone would believe him.
Eddie listens to Steve’s request, but he refuses. Saying that an omega should have their first time with someone they actually like. 
“At least let me court you,” he explains.
It doesn’t take long before Steve starts finding handwritten poems about him in his locker. Steve keeps them in his math book to look at everyday. Sometimes catching Eddie’s gaze in the school hallways. Eddie always winks.
Then it’s Eddie giving him wilted wildflowers after school apologising that he can’t afford an actual bouquet. Steve keeps them in a vase until they dry out. He can’t stop smiling every time he looks at them.
Eddie also gives him homemade cookies that are too sweet, but Steve eats them anyway. The thought of someone baking something especially for him makes his chest flutter.
He gets a mixtape with “made me think of you” songs that are all too loud for his liking, but he listens to them all. He can’t understand a single word.
One of the biggest surprises is when he sees Eddie in a crowd during his basketball match flipping a bird at the enemy team every time they score a goal. He’s not even sure Eddie knows the rules, but Steve waves at him during a break and Eddie gives him the biggest grin.
It’s a week later when someone is throwing pebbles at his window at 8pm. When he opens it and looks down at the ground, he sees Eddie with a guitar and a thumbs up. Before he manages to say hi, Eddie starts singing. It’s a completely different style than the songs on the mix tape he gave him. Steve can’t help the smile that appears on his lips. His face feels hot and there’s butterflies in his stomach as he watches Eddie.
When Eddie finishes, Steve sprints outside, barefoot. He can’t let Eddie leave now.
“Eddie!” he shouts.
“Thought I scared you off, pretty boy,” Eddie says. His hair is in a bun with some lose curls around his face. The tip of his tongue is out as he puts his guitar on his back.
Steve’s brain is a mush, too focused on Eddie’s lips to respond. He grabs Eddie’s chin and leans in, kissing him.
Soon Eddie’s hands are pulling him closer. A sound of approvement leaves his throat as he kisses him back.
A month ago Steve didn’t expect Eddie to actually court him and he definitely didn’t expect falling in love in the process.
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unclewaynemunson · 2 years
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Hello!
This post gives an overview of all my writing. All my fics are below the cut, and you can find my shorter ficlets & drabbles that I only posted on tumblr here :)
Normal things, baby! universe:
‘86, baby! (words: 58k) After they all survive Vecna (death? i don’t know her. and eddie definitely doesn’t either), everyone struggles with getting back to whatever “normal” is supposed to mean and new friendships are forged along the way, possibly even developing into something more eventually.
‘93, baby! (words: 2k) From Wayne’s POV, taking place 7 years after ‘86, baby! and reflecting on some of the moments from that fic, but also readable independently from ‘86, baby!
It’s Christmas, baby! (words: 5.5k) Four Christmas-themed oneshots that give some insight in the future after the events of ‘86, baby!
&Currently working on a Ronance-focused one taking place in the same universe :D
Fruity four fics:
Maybe if I was straight (words: 44k) AU based on the movie But I’m a Cheerleader, in which the fruity four meet each other because they end up in the same gay conversion therapy camp. Also, prepare for MANY supporting characters making appearances. And basically everyone is gay so that’s a bonus I guess.
The time of the year that you really need love (words: 14k) Christmas-themed fake-dating AU in which Steve and Robin, and Nancy and Eddie, pretend to be a couple.
Bee mine? (words: 5k) In which Steve and Robin are beekeepers, Eddie is a baker and Nancy a local journalist. The first chapter is all about Steddie and the second one about Ronance.
Steddie fics (mostly one-shots):
Friends don’t leave (words: 20k) In which Eddie leaves Hawkins, goes off the rails for a bit, and Steve continuously refuses to give up on him. (This was originally a one-shot so you can also only read the 1st chapter (words: 8k) if you prefer shorter fics)
It’s buzzcut season anyway (words: 2k) In which Steve finds out that Eddie’s hair is actually a wig.
The gayest chicken in Hawkins (words: 7k) In which a game of gay chicken between Steve and Eddie gets completely out of hand.
Beyond the yellow sweater (words: 3k) In which Eddie goes absolutely feral when he sees Mr. Harrington beating the shit out of Steve.
Basketball night (words: 1.5k) In which Steve is desperate to get Eddie's uncle to like him, and Eddie is just as desperate to get his uncle to like his boyfriend.
All I needed was the love you gave (words: 3,5k) In which Steve introduces Eddie to his parents.
Roses & Sunshine (words: 8k) In which Steve and Eddie meet at Hawkins’ community center. Eddie is there for guitar lessons, Steve for the daycare center. Misunderstandings ensue.
Not my type (words: 7k) In which Wayne meets Steve at a baseball match and wants to set him up with Eddie. Eddie is very much not into it.
Say you, say me (words: 3k) In which Steve and Eddie don’t quite have the same opinion about what Valentine’s Day is about.
The difference between a poem and a love letter (words: 5k) In which Eddie is a songwriter who likes to read poetry to find inspiration for new songs, and Steve a poet who finds his inspiration in music.
I will love your shadow (words: 3k) In which the bat-attack has left Eddie beyond repair and he has to come to terms with living with a stoma.
I’ll bring you flowers (in the pouring rain) (words: 7k) In which Eddie dates Steve without really believing he changed.
Until you face the rope (words: 5k) In which Eddie faces a trial for the crimes he didn’t commit.
Soul Mate (words: 1k) In which Steve and Eddie ponder what it means to get married and whether or not soulmates exist.
Ronance fics:
I’d kiss you if it wouldn’t kill me (words: 19k; inspired by Pushing Daisies but you don’t need to know anything about the show to read this) In which Nancy possesses the power to bring people back to life with a single touch. When Robin dies at the hands of Vecna, Nancy is there to save her. But there are some repercussions. The most important of them? If they ever touch again, Robin will die – and there will be no way back. After Vecna is defeated and Hawkins seems safe again, the two girls have to navigate what exactly this means for the bond they share.
Chamomile Christmas (words: 3k) In which Robin meets Nancy in a coffee shop on Christmas Eve.
The perfect girl for you (words: 9k) In which Wayne sets up Robin with Nancy, but things aren’t going as smoothly as Robin had hoped.
And suddenly we’re Thelma and Louise (words: 9k) In which Robin and Nancy make a roadtrip from Boston to Mexico, guided by a list of things Nancy feels like she missed out on during her college years.
The art of kissing a girl (That’s what friends are for, right?) (words: 4k) In which Nancy helps Robin prepare for a date with Vickie by giving her some kissing lessons.
Others:
I owe you nothing, I owe you my life (WIP) In which Eddie finds out that Karen Wheeler is his mother.
My life in the lines of your hand (words: 17k) In which the soft romance of my most beloved rarepair Wayne Munson and Scott Clarke gets explored through a series of defining moments for them.
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tinyletterz · 1 year
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♡ flowers of our love— [ scarabia + pomefiore ]
: different flowers and their meanings that describe your relationships :
♡— contains: gn! reader, fluff, mention of bruises with epel
: heartslabyul. savanaclaw + octavinelle. scarabia + pomefiore. ignihyde + diasomnia :
— [ note: references can be found here and here ROOK finally the other loml let me take you out on a date and ill shower you in flowers ]
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—kalim al-asim
sunshine in your smile — yellow tulip: running up to you in the hallways to engulf you in a warm hug. kalim tells you multiple times that he loves and cares about you throughout the day. helping him stay on task for the vice housewarden's sanity. taking trips into the night sky on his magic carpet. good morning and goodnight kisses everyday. gifting you jewels and gems from the treasury as a "just because" gift. the way kalim's eyes crinkle when he laughs or smiles. silly jokes and games created by the two of you to enjoy together. there is never a moment when kalim is next to you and he's not playing with your fingers. poking his face because its awfully soft and squish-able. always telling his family that he's lucky to be with you whenever he writes to home.
—jamil viper
i'll never forget you — pink carnation: jamil always treasures the moments he has where it's just you and him. walking past each other in the hallway and your fingers brush against his. helping him whenever he has a workload. arguing with him when it comes to him not relaxing enough. spelling i love you on his skin with just your fingertip always puts him at ease. waiting, even when it's late, for him to finish basketball practice. experienced cook or not, jamil will try everything you make and offer pointers to make it even better. mornings when the world is still seeping and you run your fingers lazily through his hair. he mentioned you once to his sister before formally introducing you two, and najma swears she has never seen jamil more embarrassed when she teases him about dating you.
—vil schoenheit
bonds of affection and you'll always be beautiful to me — stock: gentle kisses filled with care. he always asks if you're comfortable with him due to his popularity. styling his hair and watching his lips quirk at your playful antics. vil loves buying things for you and he asks that you don't be shy when it comes to something you want. quick kisses in between vil's sets while you watch him perform. he scolds you, lovingly yet harshly, if you haven't been taking care of yourself and will set a day aside to treat you. the way his heart flutters when you say i love you because even though his fans tell him that, he finds yours genuine. cupping his face while reminding him in a whisper that he's the one you love and you absolutely adore him when he begins to doubt.
—rook hunt
passion and declaration of love — red tulip: random declarations of love throughout the day. covering your faces with his hat so he can kiss you without prying eyes. rook knows when something is bothering you without you having to say a word. stealing rook's dorm robes to spin in them. eloquent poems in french, no doubt professing your beauty. please catch him off guard, it rarely happens, but when it does you will not regret the flustered look on his face. sharing secrets and stories, although rook does tend to add unneeded detail. rook has tried to serenade you, much to the dislike of the others trying to sleep. your eyes land on him in class and he's already looking back with a grin on his face. surprising him with a kiss only to find he was waiting for you to make the first move. self-care is done together so you both know the other is taken care of.
—epel felmier
let's take a chance and youthful innocence — white violet: a confession after hours when the sun has just begun to set. occasionally visiting the beach to watch the calmness of the waves. ruffling his hair, gently of course. joining him during his dorm yoga exercises. epel feels terrible when you patch his bruises after a fight, but he would rather hear your scolding over his housewarden's. shy kisses to your lips because epel's far too nervous to do anything more. sneaking out to lay in the grass and count the stars together. in the beginning of your relationship, epel sought rook's advice, though epel doesn't do nearly as much as rook suggested. calling him pretty and handsome to watch his smile grow. his grandmother already claims she loves you despite not having met her.
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