#pride fanny pack

[heftigshop]

Pride merch allert! Trying to push my pride merch, because Pride month is approaching and we all want to look fly, right? 😊✨ https://www.etsy.com/shop/HeftigShop

#pride merch #lesbian pride shirt #pride shirt #gay pride #gay pride shirt #rainbow pride #gif #rainbow fanny pack #lgbt merch #pride fanny pack #pride bum bag #etsy shop #etsy shopping #pride fashion #rainbow fashion #lesbian fashion #gay fashion #queer fashion #queer pride

[borom1r]

new pin additions 2 th flannel + fanny pack :3

#low opacity gay Elrond…… on the pride fanny pack

[its-raining-cats]

Today was a great day, town pride festival with a friend I haven’t seen for months, bought a ton of cool stuff, saw some incredible performances, just had a ton of fun! I bought a ceramic bowl for no reason other than the fact that I liked it! I ate blue raspberry shaved ice! I saw my first drag show! I’m going to rant in the tags now bc I want to yell about it!

#my legs are sore and I’m so tired but MAN it feels good #peace and love and happiness on planet earth #I bought/got soooo much stuff #a pair of earrings for my mom #a pair of earrings for me (I don’t have my ears pierced) #two (2) minecraft bees (one for me and one for my sister) #I got a pair of rainbow sunglasses and a rainbow bandana that are now being worn by a plush cat #a ton of pins. pride and otherwise #a really pretty necklace #a nb flag that now has tooth holes in it from my asshole cat #a fanny pack AND a tote bag #a rainbow folding fan for my friend bc she didn’t have one and I did #a set of dice and a big perfectly clear d20 #the previously mentioned ceramic bowl #and I also found a little thing from a car or something that fell off but I picked it up off the road bc it was shiny #I might post pics of my haul tomorrow #I’m very very happy about it #rain patters #also to top off my day my ffxiv static FINALLY beat A6S!!!!! #it was a great day! i can’t remember the last time I had a genuinely spectacular day. #I’ve had good days. I’ve had okay days. I cannot remember the last time I felt as happy and full of life as I did today. #I just. augh. it’s crazy what these celebrations can do. #im ​definitely going back next year #and I can’t even put the drag show into words #it was SO GOOD #the last queen we saw did an absolutely fantastic whitney houston performance that was honestly life changing #it was all such a rush #it really is days like these that make life worth living #I don’t think that concept ever really clicked for me until now

[bipercykin]

what if i bring my stuffed animal to pride tomorrow. literally what then.

#yes i am 20 years old. why do u ask #to be fair her little shirt does say ‘emotional support bear’ and i have anxiety so. She Lives Up To The Title #mara.txt #also i was gonna wear this dress i have that’s coincidentally the lesbian flag but then i remembered i have a green and orange dress that— #—matches my miss piggy and kermit sneakers and i think that’s a much clearer pride flag than anything else #also the mitski fanny pack i’m gonna bring with me

[beaniegender]

ID in alt

Leave him alone he's bisexual he has to dress like this!!

#gays will literally go to pride looking like this [pic of quique in CF with the beanie and fanny pack] #baseball #red sox

[annemarieyeretzian]

Things I was grateful for in June 2022: Eating my way through an entire box of Mochinut mochi donuts with Hol, a ban.do rainbow wave mug, LUSH Cherry lip scrub and a Rainbow bubble bar, Melt liquid lipstick in Dreamboy, a ColourPop Fade Into Hue palette, a Mokuyobi grapefruit sling, a rainbow flower crown, Hollywood Pride with Belle and Chris, Magpies Softserve Rainbow Pride softserve pie, rainbow socks, DC Pride and Marvel Voices Pride comics, rewatching Sense8, Jujubar for brunch with Caitlyn, and a handful of queer books.

#mochi donuts #rainbow #mug #lip scrub #bubble bar #lipstick #eyeshadow palette #fanny pack #flower crown #pride #pie #socks #comics #sense8 #açaí bowl #queer #gratitude #june #2022 #art #digital art #digital illustration #illustration #photoshop #photoshop art #photoshop artist #artists on tumblr #artist on tumblr #annemarieyeretzian

[stvivi]

i thought i was gonna have to work late tomorrow but i got out of it so i can go to the stars pride night game and i'm so pumped!!!

🏳️‍🌈⭐️🏒

#i can't wait for my free pride night fanny pack #i hope it matches the pride night bucket hat from last year #stars lb

[lvminae]

Watching a video about target stuff and man I wish that target would sell satanic pride stuff. Maybe the fanny pack belt will actually fit on people at aren't 10.

#asher.txt #my grandma got me a lot of target pride stuff for my birthday #and tbh? i love it. i wear the bathrobe whenever i can #and i WOULD use the fanny pack but it doesnt FIT

[vagueshape]

Got free gay stuff at my school's pride fair hell yeah

#pronoun and pride flag pins (nb pride obviously) #some stickers #a magnet #a tshirt #A FREAKING BUBBLE WAND NECKLACE #A FANNY PACK!!! #they really knew their target audience there #but also my citys rollerderby team tried recruiting me #which #yeah #but if i tried id literally fuck up my joints more than they already are #but i have their flyer taped to my wall now so thats fun

[leviathans-watching]

hi! i've seen someone do this with aot characters and it seemed pretty fun,, so how about the brothers (and maybe dateables?) and their icks?? like mammon once tried being a soundcloud rapper, or asmo who laughs at inside jokes that he isn't involved in, or like diavolo, who seems like the type to clap when the plane lands unironically, he's also the only one doing it

how they gave you the ick

includes: the brothers x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .5k | rated t | m.list

a/n: lmao this was so fun to write, i hope you enjoy, my inbox is open to chat, request, or leave feedback so come say hi!!

please reblog <33

➳ lucifer does the dad thing where he stands in the living room, watching the tv, then insists he’s not watching. it’s gotten to the point where you don’t even ask him if he wants to sit down, knowing he’s only going to say no. he also always has a lot to say about whatever is on, and for someone who claims he doesn’t care, he sure does keep up with the plot pretty well.

➳mammon went through a phase where he thought he was going to make it big on soundcloud then get an actual label to sign him. that, of course, didn’t happen, and instead, he just looked like an idiot trying super hard to promote (honestly bad) music. he even went as far as to make merch, and now it sits in boxes in the basement, ready to be pulled out whenever someone wants to embarrass him.

➳ levi tried to become a film bro youtuber once, and though the production level was pretty high, the analysis often left something to be desired. he chose to focus on every little detail and was just seen as pedantic, then on top of that, fell into the cliche of rating movies like mad max, fight club, american psycho, etc. very highly and dismissing other movies that were probably better than those.

➳ satan went through a phase where he wanted desperately to be a drummer for a rock band or something except he couldn’t keep a beat to save his life. the others in the band were also pretty bad, but he was something else. he also thought he was really good and hot and cool, and had no respect for others’ time and would often practice late into the night when you were trying to sleep. beel had to physically restrain mammon from throwing the set out the window.

➳ asmo has such bad fomo it’s not even funny. he’ll laugh at jokes you know for sure he’s not part of, constantly involve himself in any and every conversation, and he’s got to be in the know all of the time. this means he just comes across as invasive and weird, too nosy for his own good, but whenever you try to bring these concerns up with him he just brushes them off, making it that much worse.

➳ beel went through a phase where he only wore socks with sandals, and often paired it with a fanny pack. he claimed he was being prepared, but when you asked him what for, he had no answer. he started wearing ‘funny’ socks and trying to show them off and it was so bad that he actually got sock tan lines during the summer that didn’t fade until it was almost spring again.

➳ belphie decided to cut his own bangs once, going against everyone who told him not to, and what do you know, it turned out horribly. he was stuck with uneven, jagged, ugly ass bangs for weeks because he also refused to admit they looked bad and tried to wear them with stubborn pride. like with mammon’s merch, evidence exists in various photographs and albums, ready to be pulled out when needed.

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#obey me #obey me game #obey me shall we date #shall we date obey me #lucifer obey me #mammon obey me #levi obey me #satan obey me #asmo obey me #beel obey me #belphie obey me #lucifer x you #mammon x you #levi x you #satan x you #asmo x you #beel x you #belphie x you #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #amso x reader #belphie x reader #anon ask #answered asks #leviswriting #leviswriting-obeyme #obey me funny

[autismisaokay]

Hey everyone with pride month coming up wanted to go over a couple of things for autistic folks but can be applied to neurodivergence too.

For my autistic audiences:

- Bring headphones or ear plugs Pride is usually loud. If you are doing this and are with a party of people make sure you have some sort of signal for when someone wants your attention that you have agreed upon before entering Pride.

- This brings me to my next point, if you can, go in a group or at least with one other person. Especially if your Pride is one of the bigger ones. It helps to have people with you who can talk to vendors if you struggle with social situations, volume control, or are non-verbal.

- Try and map out which areas are going to be quietist and where to meet up if you get lost. For example if there is an area for picnicking that might have less people. If you are able to get to the car you arrived in easily and need to take space and can come back into Pride without that being a problem go there.

- To brings: re-fillable water bottle, cash, credit/debit card, ID, phone charger, portable phone battery, snacks, sunblock, a light but secure bag or fanny pack, a disposable water poncho, headache meds, sun burn gel or lotion, bug spray, fidget, if you have one an autism/neurodiversity card explaining what’s going on and accommodations that help you. They may not be met and not everyone will know what to do with that information or respect it but it’s better to have it then not incase someone does.

- Wear comfortable shoes you may be doing a lot of walking that day.

- Pets and service animals come to pride too! Please respect the animals space and their owners. Look for a vest stating if they are a service animal or do not touch. Always ask if you can pet the animal before interacting.

Signs of distress in dogs: ears are facing back, tail is in-between their legs, the whites of their eyes are more visible, the dog looks rigid or more weight is in their rear legs, pacing, shaking, panting this may mean they are hot or excitable as well, turning their face away.

- If you get lost and your party is not at the meet up spot and you can’t get ahold of that person. Go to the information both, find staff or a volunteer, or find the area where all of the non-profits and medical organizations are. Non-profits may have someone who works with neurodivergent folks or has training on it, same for medical areas.

- Look for local prides that will be smaller in size if larger crowded areas are a struggle.

Interacting with vendors:

- Common apps vendors use are Venmo, Cash App, and PayPal. Pre-download them onto your phone if you haven’t and feel comfortable doing so.

- When taking a free sample take 1-3. Unless a vendor has specified verbally or with a sign on how much to take. If you would like a specific thing make sure there aren’t as many people around while picking because it make take a while to find it and can lead to crowding and larger waits. If Pride is closing make sure to also not take long and if you can’t find what you are looking within 2 minutes then leave.

- Speak directly and clearly to a vendor. Or have a person you’ve brought to help you or an assistive tech device.

- People work hard on their crafts and art unless they are willing to negotiate do not haggle or give someone a hard time on a price.

Last but not least:

Pride is for everyone if you see someone there that is making you uncomfortable but is not physically harming you or someone else then leave that area.

#actually autistic #actuallyautistic #autism #autistic #neurodiverse #neurodivergent #neurodiversity #lgbtq #transgender #trans #pride

[heftigshop]

Rainbow Ice Cream Swirl Fanny Pack 🍦 Pride merch or sommer accessory bum bag. On Sale now in my Etsy Shop! 😍 https://www.etsy.com/listing/1479325899/

#fanny pack #ice cream #swirl #ice cream swirl #rainbow pride #rainbow ice cream #rainbow love #pride #pride flag #pride accessory #pride month #yummy stuff #cute bag #bum bag #queer pride #cute ice cream #ice cream lover #pastelle #pop art #retro fashion #pop art fashion

[boots-with-the-fur-club]

DONNIE’S TURN

TW for sensory type stuff and blood. Check the tags as well!

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Donnie sends weapon after weapon at the hand. It reminds him of a cockroach with its uncanny ability to dodge and survive. He considers the thought that like the bug, this hand was cut off something more powerful as an attempt to keep surviving.

He has to divert those thoughts. One wrong move and he’s spored all over again. Hopefully this has been enough time to give the universe’s new Phonora guest time to escape.

Maybe now is the time for him to get going as well.

Or, it would be, if more people didn’t start walking around!

Hold on, he recognizes one of them. It’s the Mikey who tried to steal from Leo’s Fanny Pack. There’s an alternative Donnie he sees with him that must be from the same universe. He’s aware that they’ve had to deal with the hallucinations as well.

Wait, is that also a mutated April!?

Mikey must have sent out help looking for Leo.

“You three! Get out of here! That hand is still in the area!”

He watches as the hand suddenly springs out at them. The other version of him shields his brother, and Mayhem April moves in front of them both.

No, this is not happening to them again.

That Mikey is small. Even in comparison to other Mikeys, he’s small. Malnutrition stunted his and that other Leo’s growth.

He’s too small to go through this again.

And, though he won’t admit it outright for no good reason, seeing another April further enforces his decision.

He creates and tosses a device at them. It becomes a shield type bubble around the three. The hand slaps against it and slides down.

Donnie smirks in pride.

Not this time, you demon.

The hand lands on the floor and turns back to him.

Uh oh.

Donnie whips around his tech bō, hoping to hit it back when it inevitably comes after him. He takes a step back, only for the floor to sink beneath his foot.

Are you kidding!?

How is a hand smart enough for booby traps!?

Darts carrying spores whiz by him, spraying in his face. He coughs and sputters.

“April! Mikey! Other me! Go back to Mikey! Make sure he’s safe!”

April’s face falling tells him all he needs to know.

He grips his tech bō tighter.

“Then get Raph! Warn him!”

“We’ll get you help! I swear!” April shouts.

They all try to get the ball moving somehow while in the cramped space. Donnie takes a breath, glad that he’s managed to save them at least.

“You’ve come back.” A voice squirms into his brain.

Donnie gets a full body shudder.

So this is what it’s decided to make him think about this time.

“Perhaps we were too hasty to remove you last time. Join us once again, we’ll put your mind to good use.”

The Kraang hive mind.

He takes a deep breath.

They’re long gone. It’s okay. He’ll never have to feel that way again-

OH BANANA PANCAKES, WHAT IS TAKING OFF HIS BATTLE SHELL!?

He moves around as quickly as possible to stop the sensation. His eyes avoid where he left the others. He’s hoping they aren’t watching him lose his mind.

There still some level of pride he’d like to keep.

Or maybe….he just really, really, that’s two reallys, doesn’t want a Mikey and April specifically to see this.

His movements don’t quell his feeling of vulnerability. The battle shell is fully taken away and tendrils start poking into his soft shell.

There’s no way to move from whatever was doing this. It’s a hallucination, of course he can’t.

It’s everywhere.

He’s unable to ignore how well it’s replicating the worst thing he’s ever experienced.

His arms start to feel-

No! Why is it in his arms!?

That did not happen!

No, no no no, it’s in his legs!

It’s all over!

He moves around like a madman, as if they’ll leave his body if he does so enough. It’s taking all his strength not to scratch into his skin to make it end.

His breathing grows heavy, he squeezes his arms tightly enough for his nails to dig into them.

On the verge of shutting down, his thoughts go back to how being the ship felt. It was so much, flooding his senses as he was surrounded by feelings and touch and voices.

The same happens to him now. Being pulled away from reality into a sea of endless consciousnesses where you don’t know where you begin and end. You just exist within everything.

It’s suffocating.

He gets on his knees and rocks back and forth. It’s a useless attempt to self soothe. How could it possibly help?

Why can’t it just go away!?

I hurts!

He doesn’t want to feel it!

Make it stop! Please!

Anyone!

Leo! Raph! Mikey!

Oh Mikey……

What a poor excuse of an older brother he is.

Leo is probably in an as bad or even worse situation than Mikey is based on how long he’s been gone. He has no idea where Raph is.

Why did they separate!?

They should never leave each other’s side again at this point!

He wants to see them so badly….

A small, tiny part of him wishes the other versions of his family were still here.

Would the spores even let him see the real them?

He’d probably see them dead or missing pieces or something equally as horrible.

Does he dare look?

He pulls himself out of the grip of the hallucination just enough to take that chance.

The other Mikey is sobbing, beating his fist on the inside of the ball. April and the other Donnie are mostly successfully holding him back but he keeps wriggling away.

He’s….yelling his name?

Why does he care? He’s not his Donnie.

Maybe for the same reason Donnie protected them all.

Ah, sentimentality. It’s the folly of all of them, and most versions it seems like.

He shakily reaches up but doesn’t dare even think about getting rid of the bubble. There’s danger all around. It’s the only thing keeping them safe.

The other Mikey presses his face against the inside of the bubble.

Donnie smiles slightly.

“It’s okay.”

“No! It’s not okay! Donnie, do something! Please!” Mikey pleads.

“How!? We can’t get out of this bubble! I don’t even know how his device works!” The other Donnie insists.

Mikey gives him as big of puppy dog eyes as he can manage.

“Even your cutest face can’t change reality! He probably doesn’t even want us to try anything. You know why he did this.” Other Donnie continues.

Mikey looks back at the spored Donnie.

His eyes were filled with purple light that had begun changing to a very creepy blue. It hurt to see him so uncomfortable, so in pain. The blue only stopped getting worse when he saw Mikey.

That means Mikey can do something, right?

He quickly turns to April.

“What happened with his Mikey? And-!….Wait, where’s Karai?”

April frowns deeply.

“He got spored, again. Karai….trapped herself with him and Leo to stop him. He went crazy! We couldn’t snap him out of it. His arms-“

Donnie hits the bubble, startling all inside.

“Did he use his ninpo again!?”

He seems a lot more lucid.

April gets an idea. It’s a very painful one she knows she won’t feel good about even if it works, but it’s all she has.

“He did! Donnie, it’s…..it’s bad. Real bad. Leo is covered up by all these viney things too!”

The blue in Donnie’s eyes is nearly vaporized by all the purple. He grips his teeth and stands up, completely ignoring the squirming from before. The feeling is starting to go away entirely.

He grips his tech bō again and sees the hand making its way out of the room. The tech bō turns into a spear he launches right towards it. Black blood drips onto the ground but the hand isn’t still.

It squirms and writhes, trying to get away.

Donnie walks over, the hand removes itself from its arm portion and runs off. He lifts it up and smirks slightly as he looks it over.

At least he knows it could be injured.

“You did it!” Mikey cheers in relief.

Donnie looks back at him, smiling a bit more before a headache suddenly starts pounding in his head.

No!

He won, didn’t he?

A different voice booms into his skull.

“Come to me. Feed me your fear.”

He’s still connected to the hive mind.

The hand scuttles off, knowing it barely escaped this time.

It doesn’t fear for the turtles’ lives as it does not have the capability of fearing anything.

That isn’t to say that it does want them dead.

It simply knows that it isn’t how this story will end.

The tragedy and angst has been so entertaining, but they will be saved. It’s proven already. It’s written in fate itself.

Three(?) down.

One to go.

#tw sensory issues #tw blood #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #no fun in fungus #2018 tmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2018 #rise fanfiction #rottmnt fanfiction #i’m getting spored now i guess

[gorgugplushie]

SO EXCITED FOR JY HAVE SOME KRISTEN

[ID: A Digital drawing of Kristen Applebees. Kristen Applebees is a human with pale skin, dot eyes, freckles, and curly ginger hair. Kristen is wearing round rimmed glasses, a green bandana in her hair, a purple and orange tye-dye shirt, a brown leather vest with fringes ontop, a red fanny pack, black shorts, dark brown boots, and lesbian/nonbinary pride pins. Kristen holds her staff while smiling as a halo made of stars floats behind her head, black wings sprout from her back. The background various shades of red. /end ID]

#d20 #dimension 20 #dimension 20 fanart #fantasy high #fh #fantasy high sophomore year #fantasy high junior year #my art. #fhjy #kristen applebees #d20 fhjy #described art

[prick-up-ur-ears]

You ask for imodna prompts you shall receive.

Imodna at a pride parade perhaps 🤭

thanks for the prompt! this one was a lot of fun

also on AO3

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“How do you make it look so easy?” 

Imogen glares at Laudna’s reflection in the mirror. They both are leaning over the counter of their shared bathroom, each with a small makeup brush in hand. Laudna finishes a blue stripe, then stands upright and meets Imogen’s gaze in the mirror.

Imogen's eyes flick back to her own reflection, mentally comparing the perfect rectangle of pink, purple, and blue on Laudna’s cheek to the mess of pink and orange on her own.

“You’re using too much, darling,” Laudna says as a droplet of the white face paint drips down Imogen’s cheek, clinging to her jaw. Imogen sighs and reaches for the hand towel that’s already stained with her previous attempts that went just about as well as this one. “Would you like me to do yours?”

Imogen would be lying if she said that wasn’t what she had been wanting to ask this entire time. She nods.

“Alright, come here then.” Laudna leans forward and tugs on Imogen’s hand, pulling her to stand directly in front of her. 

Laudna’s gaze moves from Imogen to the counter, eyes scanning for whatever she is looking for, and she grabs a pack of makeup wipes and the paints Imogen was using.

“Can you turn your head, darling?” Laudna requests, accompanied by a gentle nudge on Imogen’s jaw. Imogen obliges. 

The cloth is cold as it wipes away the smudged remnants of the paint, followed by the rougher texture of the towel to dry her skin. Then there’s a hand cradling the side of her face, a thumb at her jaw and fingers just grazing her ear.

The brush tickles at her cheek as Laudna works her magic. Imogen’s not sure what to do with her hands as she stands there, going between fidgeting with the hem of her tank top and tapping at her shorts. After a minute, she feels her phone vibrate in her back pocket and pulls it out. 

What’s taking you guys so long?

“Ashton is gettin’ impatient,” Imogen says to the wall.

“No talking, you’re going to mess it up.”

Imogen has to swallow the “sorry” that automatically rises in her throat. She also has to fight back a smile when Laudna starts softly humming, a tune that sounds oddly similar to a song Imogen recently made her listen to.

“Alright, all done,” Laudna says half a minute later, releasing her grip on the side of Imogen’s face. “What do you think?”

Imogen turns to look in the mirror. On her cheek is a small heart, filled with stripes of pink, orange, and white. Her reflection smiles back at her.

“I love it,” she says, leaning up on her tiptoes to place a quick kiss on Laudna’s mouth before stepping around her into their bedroom.

“Is that all the thanks I get? I made it even nicer than mine,” Laudna pouts.

“I would not put it past Ashton to leave without us, so I think it’s in our best interests to get a move on,” Imogen replies, looking for her fanny pack that she could have sworn she left on top of the dresser. (She didn’t). 

As if on cue, Laudna’s phone chimes with a text message. “If you two make us late because you couldn’t keep it in your pants,” Laudna reads off, “then I will–. Oh. I’m not going to read the rest aloud. You’re right, we should go.”

“Do you know where my bag is?” Imogen asks, her search now taking her to the living room, lifting pillows and blankets off the couch, crouching down to look under the table. 

“Right here, darling.” Laudna emerges from their room, bag in hand. 

“What would I do without you?” Imogen says as she takes it and loops it around her shoulder, stealing another kiss as she does.

“Based on the last five minutes, I’m not sure you would survive at all.” 

Imogen scoffs and gently shoves her in the shoulder. She’s saved from having to make a comeback (because even though she’s joking, Laudna is right) when another ding comes from Laudna’s phone.

“We really should go,” Laudna says without bothering to take her phone out to read the message.

“Ashton’s just upset they have to be the fifth wheel since Fearne is out of town,” Imogen counters, looping her arms around Laudna’s neck and fiddling with the yarn that’s tied at the base of it. “They can wait.”

Several minutes later, the two of them emerge from the front door of their apartment building to find Ashton leaning against their car with their arms crossed. They level the two of them with a glare, but Imogen can’t find it in herself to feel apologetic.

“Nice lipstick, Imogen. Did you borrow it from Laudna?” Ashton says as they approach, an eyebrow raised. Imogen stops, touches a finger to her lips. She didn’t put on any lipstick. 

“Sorry, darling,” Laudna says, reaching into her purse and pulling out a makeup wipe that she hands to Imogen.

“I should have left without you,” Ashton grumbles, shaking their head and pushing off the car to stand upright. 

“Oh, please, you love us,” Imogen says.

“Just get in the damn car,” Ashton calls as they walk around to the driver’s side. “Orym and Dorian are probably already there waiting for us.”

“Those punctual motherfuckers.”

Imogen hops in the backseat while Laudna takes shotgun, Ashton sliding into the driver’s seat. Imogen scoots into the middle, leaning forward with her elbows propped on both front seats. “We’re not even runnin’ that late,” she comments after a glance at the clock. 

“Have you ever tried finding parking in downtown Jrusar on an event day? Oh, that’s right, you don’t have a car.”

Imogen leans further over the middle console. “How long until Fearne is back?”

“Too long.”

—

To say the streets of Jrusar are crowded would be an understatement. Imogen doesn’t think she’s ever seen this many people out and about in Jrusar before, but it’s a spectacular sight. 

It’s also slightly overwhelming.

Are you sure this is okay? We can go home whenever you want, just say the word.

Imogen smiles down at the text from Laudna as Ashton drives around in search of a parking spot. Honestly, she’s not sure how she’ll feel once they go out into the crowd. But she’s been making progress, so she’s willing to try. 

I’m alright. Promise to let you know if that changes.

It doesn’t take much longer to find a parking spot. Once they’re out on the sidewalk, Laudna takes Imogen’s hand in hers, interlacing their fingers. Imogen focuses on the feeling of Laudna’s hand, letting it ground her, as they approach the more crowded streets.

“Orym said they’re right by the Spire by Fire,” Ashton tells them, putting his phone away.

An unfamiliar feeling flows through Imogen as they weave through the crowded sidewalk towards the tavern. Usually, in crowds, she gets overcome with the feeling that everyone’s eyes are on her, watching her, judging her, berating her. In this crowd, she still gets the feeling that people are looking at her. Just… not in a bad way.

Unsure what else to do with this feeling, she looks up at Laudna and squeezes her hand. Once their eyes meet, Imogen can’t help the wide grin that spreads across her face. “I love you,” she mouths.

Laudna’s eyes soften, looking into Imogen’s like she’s the only thing in the world that matters. “I love you,” she mouths back.

“Will you lovebirds stop eye fucking each other and look for Orym, please?” Ashton calls from behind them. Oops.

“Sorry,” they both mumble, looking away from each other and towards the crowd.

It’s Laudna who spots them first, exactly where they said they’d be in front of the Spire by Fire. 

“I was starting to think you guys wouldn’t make it in time!” Dorian says, wrapping Laudna in a hug. 

“Blame these two,” Ashton grumbles as it’s Imogen’s turn to be embraced by Dorian.

“Oh, I’m sure,” Orym laughs. “I’ve started lying to them about when things start so that they’ll get there on time.”

And, well. Maybe they have been getting carried away lately. 

Loud music starts playing in the distance, marking the beginning of the parade. “Oh! Here, I almost forgot,” Dorian exclaims, pulling around his backpack and taking out three rainbow flags and handing them out. “Someone was handing these out earlier.”

“Well, thank you, Dorian,” Laudna says, waving hers back and forth. Imogen can’t help but smile at the sight. 

They start looking for a less crowded spot that’s near the barricade, and Laudna touches Imogen’s elbow, pulling them back from the group. “Good?” she whispers. 

Imogen is no stranger to lying about how she’s feeling, especially in circumstances like this. 

“Better than good. There isn’t anywhere else I’d rather be right now.”

And it’s not even a lie.

#imodna #critical role #fic request

[sleepycaesar]

I will actively ignore WHATEVER happened in that comic bc irrelevant BUT Damian wearing a fanny pack , sweaters, a black shirt and blushing at pride, that's it.

#Damian Wayne #dc pride #pride month