#skating rink kaleidoscope

[sunflower-lilac42]

✧ 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐤 || luke hughes♔

album & song: 1989 ; welcome to new york (taylor's version)

summary: y/n comes to visit her boyfriend and they venture around new york when she surprises him with some news

pairings: luke hughes x reader ; jack hughes x platonic!reader (minor)

warnings: airplanes/airport (very minor), crowded spaces, fluffy

notes: hey guys, I'm back! this was really fun to write but I did end up cutting out the second verse because I didn't really know what to write for that part. anyways, I loved how this turned out and i'm so excited to share it with you so I hope you guys enjoy it as well. let me know what I should write next for this series however I think I'm either gonna write a fic that doesn't pertain to any event or celebration or one for my 150 celly next. hope you guys had a good holiday and I will see you all in the next one! by the way, you guys can pick where you are oging to school but to make it easy I just picked somewhere (that being Hofstra becuase they really want me so I picked them in spirit). add yourself to the taglist ➺ taglist!

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'Welcome to New York, it's been waitin' for you Welcome to New York, welcome to New York Welcome to New York, it's been waitin' for you Welcome to New York, welcome to New York'

It had been a month since the two had last seen each other. They had been lucky enough that their schedules overlapped this year. For Thanksgiving break, Luke had a game the day it started in Detriot so she drove there to see him, spending some of Thursday with him before he had to head back to Jersey. For Winter Break, the day after exams ended Luke had a game in Columbus so once again she drove down to see him before leaving for Jersey with him to spend her break with as they had a homestand till Christmas (and maybe for a while after…)

Luke wrapped an arm around y/n, sitting on an airplane because they knew they wouldn’t hear the end of it if Luke went with the team. He leaned over and kissed her head, “Welcome to New York, babe.”

Y/n looked over at him and smiled, “I can’t tell if you’re trying to make a Taylor Swift reference and are mocking me,” she showed him her phone which had ‘Welcome to New York’ showing that it was playing on it. “Or if you’re being serious and are just saying it.”

Luke shrugged, “Maybe both?”

She laughed and hit him playfully, snuggling into his side as they landed. 

✧༺✎༻∞

'Walkin' through a crowd, the village is aglow Kaleidoscope of loud heartbeats under coats Everybody here wanted somethin' more Searchin' for a sound we hadn't heard before'

Y/n had begged her boyfriend to go walking in the city across the river to look at their Christmas lights. It didn’t take long for him to say yes as he was pulling on his shoes grabbing the keys from the table and yelling goodbye to Jack who still sat curled up in his room. 

The two walked hand in hand as they strolled through Rockefeller Center, looking at the tree, “We should’ve brought skates.”

Luke gave her a look, “I play professional hockey for a living, you think I don’t carry skates in my car?”

“Lukey, I was joking. You skate for a living, don’t you ever want a break.” She pulled him past the rink, heading towards a hot chocolate stand, rubbing her hands together. 

He grabbed her hands and held them between his own, “No.”

She rolled her eyes and Luke let go of her hands for a brief moment to pay for the hot chocolate before placing one back in hers. They continued to walk around the city, y/n pointing out things in amazement and Luke watching her with a dazed look on his face. 

“Look, that one kind of looks like you’re looking through a kaleidoscope.” He didn’t respond as he had spaced out looking at her smile, “Luke. Hey!”

“What?” He snapped out of it and looked down at her, his eyes readjusting and focusing on her eyes, “I’ve been talking to you for the past two minutes and you have not said a word.”

“Oh, sorry.”

“It’s okay, are you okay?”

He nodded but she knew that wasn’t the case, something was bothering him, “Seriously, Luke. What’s wrong?”

“Do you ever,” He paused before restarting, “Do you ever wish we could be together?”

“What do you mean? We are together.”

“I meant like all the time. Like you were there when I came home from roadies, or you were at all of the home games when you could be. Or you were there when I woke up every morning.” Luke sounded sad as he spoke.

“Of course, I do, Luke. And you know that.” She wanted to say what she wanted but it wasn’t the right time, “Just give it a little bit and everything will work out, okay? I promise.”

He nodded but still had an unsure look on his face. She reached up and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his neck and he retaliated with his arms around her torso. To keep his spirits high, she allowed them to head to the rink and rent some skates, which they could’ve spent hours on but only stayed for an hour before heading to get something to eat, picking up something for Jack for when they got home. 

✧༺✎༻∞

'Like any great love, it keeps you guessing Like any real love, it's ever-changing Like any true love, it drives you crazy But you know you wouldn't change anything, anything, anything'

It was the eighth of January and y/n knew that Luke would start getting suspicious. None of her bags were packed, most of her belongings were strewn about in Luke’s room, and she hadn’t made an effort to start packing them either. She also hadn’t told him when her flight back to Michigan was which was odd because Luke would’ve dropped everything to take her to the airport, especially with their upcoming road trip.

The Devils had a four-game break before they had to head to Tampa on Thursday, they had just played the Canucks and everything seemed to slow down for a minute. Luke came into his room seeing his girlfriend sitting on his bed with her legs crossed under her and staring out the window, “What’s up?”

She snapped her head over and looked at him, “Do you want to go out for dinner?”

Luke shrugged, “Not really. I’m kind of tired.”

Y/n sighed and redirected her gaze to the window again. Luke sat behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist, “Do you want to go out for dinner?”

She nodded, “I kind of wanted to talk to you about something.”

“And we need to go out to dinner to do that?”

Y/n rolled her eyes, “I just thought it would be nice to.”

The boy agreed finally, the two sitting there in silence before watching their show on y/n’s laptop. They watched Supernatural as they waited for a good time to start getting ready. They got through 6 episodes before they finally decided to get ready. 

Luke drove to the restaurant and they made small talk along the way, talking about Luke’s upcoming games and y/n deflecting any questions her boyfriend brought up about school. They walked into the restaurant, got a table for two, and looked over the menu. 

After their waiter brought their appetizer and took their main course order, y/n looked at Luke seriously, “So, I need to talk to you about something.”

“If you’re breaking up with me this is a very cruel way to do it.” Luke drew his hand away from hers and held it in his lap, nervous about what was to come of the conversation.

“Luke, I’m not breaking up with, quite the opposite actually.”

Luke tilted his head in confusion, his spirit raising slightly at her words. She reached her hand out once more and he gladly took it, tightening his hand a little once hers was in his grasp again. 

“You know how at the beginning of the break you asked me if I ever wished we could be together all the time?” He nodded his head, not connecting any dots, “And you know how I said it would all work out someday?”

Once again he nodded and she fidgeted nervously, “Well dreams are about to become a reality.”

“What?”

“I didn't want to tell you at the beginning of the break in case something went wrong but I’m transferring to Hofstra, which is only an hour away from East Rutherford.”

Luke’s gaze widened at the news, “You’re what?”

“Yeah, and Jack has been helping me find an apartment for us that’s halfway between here and the campus so we both wouldn’t have to commute that far. He also kind of helped me already paid for it so I hope you like it because if you didn’t that would be embarrassing but you not even being on board with this whole plan would be horrible because I already kind of drove myself crazy doing this. Of course, you’re not a fan of this plan, you’re just starting your rookie season and this must be a lot, this changes everything. Ugh, what am I doing chasing after-”

Luke kissed her in order to get her to stop talking. She grunted at the impact but kissed back before pulling away and looking at him, “I’m sorry.”

“Y/n/n, take a breather.”

Y/n took a breath in and let it out slowly, eyes wandering around in an effort not to make any eye contact with her boyfriend. 

“Of course, I want to move in with you. It just took me off guard.” He smiled at her and she smiled back. 

“How long have you been planning this?”

“Since the first week of school.”

Luke looked at her with a wide-eyed gaze, “Are you serious?”

She nodded, tears coming to her eyes, “It was really hard that first week, I wasn’t able to see you every day which was a huge change. It got worse during hockey season because they all had practice and besides the girls, I didn’t really have anyone to hang out with. I mean, the guys always reminded me of you and how you guys would always hang out. And then it would remind me of the time I first met them.”

“I think they liked you more than I did, which wasn’t possible but they acted like it was.”

“Ethan was so excited.” The two chuckled at the memory before locking eyes once again, “I started looking at Universities that weren’t too far from here because I didn’t want you to have to commute that far.”

“If you wanted to go to somewhere two hours from here I would’ve done the drive if it meant I could live with you.”

“Trust me, I know, Jack said the same thing when we were talking about it, which is why I didn’t tell you.”

“When did you have time to find an apartment?”

“Well I asked Jack about it in late September and early October and he was able to start looking at places for me, which also probably explains some of the days where you guys had off days and he was gone for a while. He facetimed me when he thought it was something I would really like. And then that one day when I said I wanted to go shopping for you but I didn’t want to go alone? Yeah, the two of us went out to look at our apartment.”

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛

“So are you two looking for this apartment together?” The realtor asked as they stood at the entryway to the apartment.

“No, no, no definitely not. He’s my boyfriend’s brother. I’m surprising him.”

The realtor nodded her head and opened the door. They spent a little time walking through the apartment, y/n planning out where everything would go in her head as they peeked through the rooms. She smiled at the space when they circled back to the living room.

“I really like this one, I think it could be it. Jack?”

Jack nodded his head in agreement, “I like it, I think Luke would too.”

They finished talking to the realtor, going over the costs and the other essential things. They walked out of the apartment complex, heading towards Jack’s car where they got in and y/n made him crank the heat up. 

“Do you think he’ll actually want to move in with me?”

“Of course he will y/n/n. I haven’t been able to go a day without him bringing you up in conversation. I love you, but it gets annoying.”

She laughs but nerves are still evident on her face, “Hey, listen.” Jack turns his body to face his, in his words ‘future-sister-in-law’, “I can promise you, without a doubt, that my brother would be over the fucking moon if you offered to move in with him. He wouldn’t care where it was, or what it looked like, as long as you were happy and he got to live with you. That man is in love with you and anyone can see it.”

She nodded her head, “Thanks, Jack.”

“Come on, what are future-brother-in-laws for?”

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛

“Our apartment?”

She nodded, “Jack paid half and I paid the other because I certainly wasn’t going to let your brother pay for our apartment, my pride wouldn’t be able to handle it. If it was Quinn, maybe, but definitely not Jack.”

He laughed at the thought, “You know how to keep me on my toes. But I wouldn't change it for the world.”

“I try my hardest.”

“So, when can we move in?”

✧༺✎༻∞

'It's a new soundtrack, I could dance to this beat, beat forevermore The lights are so bright, but they never blind me, me'

Instead of the depressing music Luke and y/n would be listening to right now, they were listening to their productive music, moving boxes from the truck to their new apartment. When they finished, y/n started to unpack the things for the kitchen, dancing to ‘Welcome to New York’. 

Luke came barrelling in from their new bedroom, sliding on the wood in his stocks, “Hey!”

She turned around and looked at him, plates in hand, “What’s up, Lukey?”

“We should go shopping for new furniture. I mean we have like nothing in this place.”

He was right, the only pieces of furniture they had were an old couch from y/n’s parents, a mattress that they had blown up as they waited for their new one to get here, and a TV that sat in their room. She nodded her head, “Let me put these last plates away and we can go.”

Luke jumped up on the island and looked at her, listening to the music, “Isn’t this like, your thirteenth time listening to this song?”

“So what? It’s a good song. Are you hating on Taylor Swift, Luke Warren Hughes?” 

The boy held up his hands in surrender, a somewhat scarred look on his face, “No. Of course not.”

“Good.”

The two went out shopping, stopping for food on the way back. When they got back it was late at night, the bright lights of New York City streaming into their apartment window. They sat on some cushions they had gotten in the living room, their new TV not yet on a mantle as neither of them wanted to build it yet. 

They watched whatever game was on at the time, Luke commentating most of the time on actual technical things as y/n just yelled when someone she knew, or liked, did something stupid. When the game was over, the two yawned simultaneously, cleaning up their garbage and making their way to the room. 

Laying in bed the two looked at each other, the lights from outside still coming in through the window, “This is so surreal.”

“Hmm?” Y/n’s gaze moved from their hands that were intertwined to his face, “Being with you, in our apartment, in our own, well bed for now.”

She agreed with him with a subtle nod, “You know, I’d always get annoyed when I was at my dorm and the lights from outside would come through the curtain, but now that it doesn’t really bother me.”

Despite the heat in the room, y/n moved closer to Luke as she was still cold. Luke wrapped his arms around her, placing her head on his chest, “And why’s that?”

“Because you’re here.”

“You’re so cringy.”

“But you love it.”

“I do. And I love you.”

She looked up, “I love you too.”

Placing a kiss to her lips and then on the top of her head, Luke adjusted his arms so the one wouldn’t fall asleep but he was still able to hold her, finding it almost impossible but didn’t really care in the moment.

𝑻𝑨𝑮𝑳𝑰𝑺𝑻 ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

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[heartsandhischier]

stranger

luke hughes x reader

summary - 1k words. In an attempt to unwind during the All Star break, Luke finds himself captivated by a stranger in the club inspired by the song: strangers - jay hayden

author's note - I've been kind of obsessed with writing about Luke lately, I have tons of drafts I've already written... lol

warnings - mentions of alcohol

The club pulsated with energy, a kaleidoscope of lights and thumping bass. the sparkling lights casting an ethereal glow over the dance floor where bodies writhed and moved in perfect synchrony with the music. All in contrast with the hockey player's introspective mood as he tries to unwind during the All Star break. Amidst the vibrant nightlife of New York City, Luke and some of his teammates sought solace from the usual grind of early morning practices and back-to-back matches. Yet, the unfamiliar surroundings left Luke feeling out of place, longing for the familiar embrace of the ice beneath his skates.

His teammates were a blur of motion and laughter, their voices blending together in a cacophony of excitement as they raised their glasses in toast after toast. They were in their element, basking in the freedom of the moment, but for Luke, the scene felt foreign.

He longed for the familiar comfort of the ice rink, where the rules were clear, and his place in the world was defined by the swift glide of his skates. But here, in this crowded club, he felt adrift, his confidence waning with each passing moment.

Trays of drinks arrived at their table with alarming frequency, each one greeted with cheers and whoops of delight from his teammates. Luke tried to join in, tried to lose himself in the rhythm of the music, but it was no use. Without his stick and skates, he felt like a stranger in his own skin, disconnected from the world around him.

His eyes scanned the throng of dancers, searching for something – anything – to distract him from his growing sense of unease. That’s when he spotted her. A vision of confidence and allure amidst the chaos, she moved with a grace that mesmerized him. Clad in a sleek black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places, she seemed to command the attention of everyone around her. She was dancing, moving her body without a worry, the music seemed to dance around her rather than the other way around. 

Luke felt his breath catch in his throat as he watched her, his heart pounding in his chest with a rhythm that matched the pulsating beat of the music. His teammates noticed his fixation and wasted no time chirping him mercilessly, their laughter ringing in his ears like a taunting melody.

“Hey Luke, what’s got you all hot and bothered over there?” Dawson jeered, nudging him with a playful smirk.

“Yo Luke, check out that hottie on the dance floor! You gonna make a move or what?” Alexander chimed in pointing towards the woman swaying her hips in the middle of the crowd.

Dawson again, playfully nudged Luke with his elbow, “Yeah man, you’ve practically drooling at the sight of her. Time to put on your big boy pants and go talk to her.”

Alexander chuckled at his comment as he made his way towards them from across the table, drink in hand. “Come on, Luke, what’s the worst that could happen? She turns you down? At least you’ll have a good story to tell.” 

Their encouragement spurred Luke on, with each passing moment, his confidence grew. Finally, Luke built up the courage to push himself out of his spot, he took a hold of his drink downing it in one big sip as a form of liquid courage, before making his way towards the confident stranger.

As he approached the captivating stranger, his palms grew sweaty, his nerves threatening to get the best of him. But then she turned to face him, her eyes meeting with a playing glint, and suddenly everything else faded away.

“Excuse me,” he said, his voice barely audible above the music. “Mind if I join you?”

The stranger's smile widened as he looked him up and down, her gaze lingering on his face for a moment before she spoke.

“Depends,” she replied, her voice teasing. “Can you keep up?”

Luke felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through his veins as he met her mischievous gaze, every nerve in his body suddenly nowhere to be found as a sense of determination washed over him.

“Only one way to find out,” he said, returning her smile with a confidence he didn’t know he possessed.

She playfully smirked as her hands snaked up his chest sending shivers down his spine. She took a hold of his arms gently but confidently placing them on her hips, before resting her own around his neck. Lost in the rhythm of the dance, the world around them seemed to blur into insignificance. With each sway of the hips pulling them closer and closer together. The energy of the club, the throb of the music, all of it paled in comparison to the current crackling through the small space that separated them. 

Then, as if drawn by a force greater than either could resist, they found themselves closer still, the tension between them sparking with the promise of something more. It was in this charged atmosphere that Luke, emboldened by the moment and the undeniable connection he felt with her, made his move. Their eyes locked, a silent agreement of lust passing between them, and then their lips met in a kiss that sent shockwaves through them both.

The kiss was electric, a fusion of longing and passion that seemed to stop time itself. Around them, the music and the crowd faded into a distant hum, the only reality that mattered was the feel of her lips on his, the taste of her, the way she seemed to melt into him as if she belonged there. It was a moment of pure exhilaration, a confirmation of the attraction that had been simmering between them from the moment they'd locked eyes.

But as quickly as the moment came, it was torn away. The stranger was suddenly pulled back into the sea of dancers, a playful wink her only goodbye before she disappeared into the crowd, leaving Luke amidst the pulsating lights and music, his heart racing and his lips still tingling from their kiss.

The abrupt end to their connection left Luke reeling, a mix of euphoria and confusion swirling within him. The kiss had been real, the sparks undeniable. Yet now, as he stood alone on the dance floor, her absence felt like a sudden chill, the warmth of their encounter a memory that left him yearning for more.

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[leoyoons]

—THE DAREDEVIL ( 𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐉𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ), 𝕃𝔼𝕆 𝕐𝕆𝕆ℕ

✦⋆ CONNECTIONS ✦⋆ PINTEREST ✦⋆ PLAYLIST

FIRSTLY, SOME BASICS

FULL NAME: Leonora Everly Yoon PREFERRED NICKNAME: Leo ( call her Nora at your own risk ) PREFERRED PRONOUNS: currently she/hers, but she’s reevaluating DATE OF BIRTH: April 1st, 2000 ( aries sun,  pisces moon, aquarius rising ) [ Leonora was born two months premature; her dad thought it was a joke but lo and behold, Odessa’s water had really gone and broken on April Fools ] ZODIAC SIGNS: aries sun, pisces moon, aquarius rising ( une ) AGE: Twenty-Two but she feels ancient HOMETOWN: born and raised in Gravewood, WV FAMILY: George Yoon ( father, sheriff ), Odessa-Marie Yoon ( mother, waitress ), Feodore Avery Yoon ( older brother & Yoon golden boy ) OCCUPATION: Ice Skating Attendant & Teacher at the Windsor Ice Rink SEXUAL ORIENTATION: she’s not for the streets, but it’s the whole spectrum ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: re: last line [ —the rest can be found in the DOSSIER: additional background information, physicalities and personality stuff among other things! ] 

WHAT’S IN MY BAG: The Shape of Water by Daniel Kraus, A Visit from the Goon Squad by Jennifer Egan, a sketchbook she’s been filling up with still-lifes and stuff, and an empty planner her dad gave her SENIOR SUPERLATIVE(s): class clown, life of the party, best smile CURRENT QUOTE(s): “the feminine urge to enter a hell of my own making” “who the fuck decided to call it emotional baggage and not griefcase?” TV PARALLELS: Gina ( Brooklyn 99 ), Winston ( New Girl ), Montana ( Do Revenge ), Orla McCool ( Derry Girls ), Sokka ( ATLA ), Ruthie ( Shrill ), Willie Jack ( Reservation Dogs ), Guillermo ( What We do in the Shadows ), Sperncer Shay ( iCarly ) TROPES: Allergic to Routine, Annoying Laugh, The Chew Toy, Cloudcuckoolander, Cool Loser, Crouching Moron Hidden Badass, Deadpan Snarker, Endearingly Dorky, Erudite Stoner, I Just Wanna Be Special, Jack of All Stats, Kaleidoscope Hair, Once Done Never Forgotten, Sad Clown

SECONDLY, A LIGHT OUTLINE

✧ No one would really admit it, but Leonora was that baby that married couples have when they’re on the brink of divorce— she was meant to fix George and Odessa’s failing relationship but the novelty of a new baby faded soon enough as her parents returned to their old routine, the new baby falling to the wayside. 

✧ Even so, they’d never gotten around to the divorce. Babies are like monkey’s paws in that way and neither one of them wanted to go through with a divorce when they’d gone and had another baby to care for. Through the mess of their marriage, they loved each other still, and those legals proceedings would only be inconvenient.  

✧ After his paternity leave had come and gone, George went back to working his long hours in the Sheriff’s office and Odessa was left home with a toddler and a newborn. She’d spend all day feeling alone at home, tending to the home and her kids; trying and failing to rekindle the love they’d cultivated in their adolescence.  

✧ While Leonora and her older brother were babbling little ones then, kids can still sense these things. Leo was a fussy girl herself, and she’d always demanded more attention than her mother was willing to give. Once she’d started crawling, her mother set her down in a little corral and left her to her own devices. 

✧ Most of her infancy was spent that way, her mother holding her at arms length as she reached out to her. George was a little better, though his own love came in bursts and then fizzled out entirely— he’d never had much energy when he came home, and most of the time he’d set her on his chest and doze off. 

✧ Toddlerhood was a little easier on Leo, if only because she’d had access to other forms of distraction ( unfortunately for her mother, these were messy ). She’d started painting around this time, though it’s something all kids do, right? Must be the same with the colorful handprints all over the walls which pissed her mom off to no end.

✧ Life teaches Leo to be loud and messy— those are the most surefire ways to get her mother’s attention: throwing food at her brother, running a crayon along the surface of the fridge. Anything to get her parents’ attention, though hindsight would say these acts only pushed her mother further away than before. 

✧ By the time Leo and her brother are in elementary school, Odessa’s thinking of joining the workforce. Desperate for anything that will get her out of the house, she applies for a waitressing job at Marie’s. The pay is minimal but the work fills whatever hole in her heart George has left. She needed this.

✧ It’s obvious then why she turned out the way she did: needy, nosy, annoying and whatever else the other kids would call her during her childhood. Leo hadn’t learned how to separate the good press from the bad; so long as someone was looking at her she’d felt like a sunflower facing the sun, and that would be her undoing in the end. 

✧ Puberty hits a girl like a ton of bricks then and it only gets worse. At home she’d had no audience save her brother and he’s gone and tired of her shit. He was hanging out with his own group of friends and she’d grown ungrateful of the ones that had allowed her in their own circle; she’d go and ruin them soon enough.

✧ One risky dare starts it all and then she’s flying higher and higher towards the sun in one massive Icarian feat before the wax on her wings start melting. Icarus’ own father warned him about his recklessness, and her own had gone and put her in handcuffs. When she’s high as a kite, she thinks about how tragically poetic that is.

✧ Fuck up first, apologize later is all fun and games until you’ve gone and burned all your bridges. Leonora now exists in a limbo of her own creation, not knowing how to move forward though everything she’s done keeps her from turning back. ‘I’m sorry’ seems meaningless at the end of the line, but what else is new.

✦ keeping myself from adding more so we can fill in the gaps together? ✦

THIRDLY, SOME HCS

Leo wasn’t diagnosed with ADHD until the latter years of Middle School; while she knows this is due in part to the socialization of girls and all of that, it digs the ‘your parents really went and overlooked you’ knife a little deeper.

The first time she ever put ink on her skin, it was because of a dare ( go figure ). Leonora could choose whatever design she wanted so long as the ink went on her lower back; the pain of getting her tramp stamped nearly killed her.

If memory serves her well, Leo first bleached her hair the day before the first of high school. She’d thought to make it subtle to keep her mom from freaking out, but once it was said and done she didn’t even try to hide it.

Foster Home for Imaginary Friends was one of those things that stuck with her in her childhood, so when her grandfather gifted her a red doberman, Leonora was quick to name the little guy Blooregard Q. Kazoo ( Bloo for short ).

She feels ridiculously lonely all the time, and her therapist tells her that it’s directly correlated to the reckless behavior of her youth. Leonora doesn’t necessarily think correlation equals causation, but the man might be right. 

One such bit of reckless behavior had her piercing one nipple on a dare, another had her biting into some shellfish she was allergic to ( leading to a fun ER night ), and a third had her eating a steak even though she’s vegetarian.

As far as more lasting consequences ( the piercing has since closed, so that doesn’t count ), one small piece of the cartilage on her right ear is missing and she has one scar running down her calf from these dangerous liaisons. 

Watched a single clip of Euphoria, a zoom-in of some lady’s eye makeup and it's kinda become a whole thing. Leo isn’t going all out with it or anything, but she can’t stop herself from sticking those little diamonds underneath her eyes.

As far as cliche artsy things go, she’s lugging around a sage green kanken decked in patches and pins, filled with hb pencils, an overfilled sketchbook, an empty one, and two toiletry bags because you can never be too prepared. 

Has a replica of Sam’s iCarly remote, which is basically her soundboard. She’s got it programmed with her favorite bites but switches some of the other ones out depending on the season ( and she’s got terrible comedic timing ). 

Follow-up for the iCarly remote, she’s got two specific sounds on lock: a slow clap ( because obviously ) and the sound of the world’s smallest violin from that one episode of Spongebob. The other stuff on rotation is mostly from TikTok. 

She’s got a membership to the fabric store in town and they know the girl by name; Leo loves all those fashion things but she’s not gonna burn money she doesn’t have so enter a hand-me-down, some fabric and a sewing machine

Also did some tasks for character development! ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR.

#this got long i'm sorry #apurgintro #* ✶ about— but i'm starting to see

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Exploring London: Where Seasons, Weather, and Culture Collide in Harmony

London, the pulsating heart of the United Kingdom, is a city where the interplay between seasons, weather, and culture creates a dynamic tapestry of experiences. From the vibrant colors of spring to the festive cheer of winter, each season brings its own unique blend of weather patterns and cultural festivities, making London a city like no other.

Spring: A Blossoming of Culture and Renewal

As winter relinquishes its grip, London awakens to the gentle embrace of spring. The city's parks burst into life as cherry blossoms bloom, and daffodils carpet the landscape with hues of yellow and gold. The crispness of the air gradually gives way to milder temperatures, beckoning Londoners outdoors to embrace the season of renewal.

Spring in London is a time of cultural awakening, marked by a plethora of events and festivals that celebrate the city's creative spirit. From the iconic Chelsea Flower Show, where botanical wonders take center stage, to the Feast of St. George, which honors England's patron saint with music, dance, and traditional fare, the city comes alive with a kaleidoscope of colors and sounds.

Summer: A Symphony of Sunshine and Festivities

As summer unfolds, London basks in a symphony of sunshine and warmth. The city's parks become veritable playgrounds as residents and visitors alike soak up the rays on grassy lawns or enjoy leisurely picnics beneath the shade of ancient trees. Outdoor markets buzz with activity, offering everything from fresh produce to artisanal crafts.

Summer in London is synonymous with cultural festivities that showcase the city's vibrant diversity. The Notting Hill Carnival explodes onto the streets with pulsating rhythms, colorful costumes, and mouthwatering Caribbean cuisine, celebrating the rich tapestry of London's multicultural heritage. Meanwhile, the Proms at the Royal Albert Hall provide music enthusiasts with world-class performances against the backdrop of a summer sunset.

Autumn: A Harvest of Cultural Delights

As summer fades into memory, London embraces the golden hues of autumn with open arms. Leaves turn to fiery shades of red and gold, creating a breathtaking backdrop for leisurely strolls through the city's parks. The crispness of the air is tempered by the warmth of cozy pubs, where crackling fires and hearty fare await.

Autumn in London is a time of reflection and celebration, marked by festivals that pay homage to the season's bounty. The Thames Festival illuminates the river with dazzling light displays and fireworks, while the London Film Festival showcases the latest cinematic offerings from around the world. Halloween adds a touch of spooky fun to the season, with haunted tours and costume parties adding an extra thrill to the autumn nights.

Winter: A Wonderland of Lights and Festivities

As winter descends upon the city, London transforms into a glittering wonderland of lights and festivities. Christmas markets spring up in squares and parks, offering mulled wine, roasted chestnuts, and handmade gifts beneath twinkling fairy lights. Ice skating rinks beckon with the promise of frosty delights against the backdrop of historic landmarks.

Winter in London is a time of tradition and togetherness, with cultural events that bring communities together in celebration. The switching on of the Oxford Street Christmas lights heralds the beginning of the holiday season, while the Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park offers a dazzling array of rides, attractions, and festive entertainment for all ages. New Year's Eve sees the city erupt into a cacophony of fireworks and revelry as Londoners bid farewell to the old year and welcome in the new.

Preparing for London Weather

For those planning a visit to London, it's wise to come prepared for all eventualities. Layers are key, as temperatures can fluctuate throughout the day. A sturdy umbrella is a must-have accessory, offering protection against sudden showers. Comfortable walking shoes are essential for exploring London's streets, parks, and attractions, regardless of the weather. Track London's weather using some weather tracking website or application.

Above all, it's important to adopt a flexible mindset and embrace the ever-changing moods of London's weather. After all, it's these quirks and charms that make London truly unique and unforgettable.

Conclusion: A City of Endless Discovery

In London, the convergence of seasons, weather, and culture creates a tapestry of experiences that captivates the senses and stirs the soul. Whether it's strolling through blooming gardens in springtime or skating beneath the stars in winter, the city offers a cultural journey like no other—a celebration of life, diversity, and the ever-changing rhythms of the seasons. So, whatever the time of year, there's always something new to discover and experience in the vibrant metropolis that is London.

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Tamz Takes Flight: Unleash Your Inner Roller Disco Diva with These Glittering Wheels!

Move over, Malibu, there's a new dance floor in town, and it's laced in neon, powered by glitter, and ready to roll your soul into overdrive. The Barbie Rollerskates Match the Style in the Barbie Movie but Tamz, the brand that puts the "boom" in bloom, is a match made in roller disco heaven for these trendsetting wheels.

Here's why:

1. Tamz is all about embracing your individuality, and these skates are a kaleidoscope of self-expression. Think bold colors, dazzling patterns, and enough sparkle to make the disco ball weep with envy. Tamz hats are statement pieces, and their hats are no different – they're an extension of your unique vibe, ready to paint the pavement with your own technicolor flair.

2. Tamz is about confidence, and these skates are built for fearless glides and gravity-defying moves. Whether you're a seasoned pro or a newbie finding your groove, Tamz's hats offer a touch of runway-worthy swagger, conviction, and boldness. They're the perfect partners for the new rollerskates and leaving a trail of glitter in your path.

3. Tamz is about community, and these skates are an invitation to join the party! Hit the rink with your besties, a match made in heaven for these skates are the vibrant berets of Tamz, and create a dazzling roller disco squad that'll make the whole world want to join in. Tamz are more than just hats – they're a key to unlocking a world of friendship, fun, and unadulterated joy.

4. Tamz is about sustainability, and these hats are built to last (and last, and last!). Crafted with high-quality materials and an eye for detail, Tamz's hats are an investment in your future fun. They'll see you through cold and hot weather, leaving a minimal footprint on the planet and a maximum impact on your style.

5. Tamz is about pushing boundaries, and these skates are ready to take you there! Forget limitations, forget expectations – Tamz's hats are your ticket to a world where the only rule is to let loose and paint the town with your groove. So heads up, and get ready to unleash the diva within. You're not just skating – you're soaring!

Remember, honey, Tamz isn't just a brand, it's a movement. It's about embracing your inner confidence, shaking your tail feathers, and leaving a trail of glitter wherever you go. So grab your roller skates, match it with Tamz, hit the rink, and let your soul take flight!

Pair-up your vibrant rollerskates with your own Tamz Berets!

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Discover the Natural Oasis: Outdoor Tourist Spots in New York City

New York City, known for its iconic skyline, bustling streets, and vibrant culture, also offers a delightful array of outdoor tourist spots that allow visitors to escape the urban hustle and immerse themselves in nature's tranquility. From elevated greenways to expansive urban parks and enchanting botanical gardens, these natural oases provide respite and rejuvenation in the heart of the city. Let's explore some of the most captivating outdoor destinations in the Big Apple: The High Line, Central Park, and the Brooklyn Botanic Garden.

The High Line: Where Nature Meets the Sky

The High Line, a marvel of urban renewal and modern landscape architecture, is a 1.45-mile-long elevated linear park, greenway, and rail trail. Created on a former New York Central Railroad spur on the west side of Manhattan, this repurposed gem winds its way through the city's bustling streets, offering visitors a unique perspective from above. Walking along the High Line, you'll be treated to stunning views of the Hudson River, art installations, and beautifully designed gardens.

The park's construction transformed a once-abandoned railway into a green haven teeming with a diverse array of plant life. Native grasses, colorful wildflowers, and carefully curated plantings make for a dynamic and ever-changing landscape throughout the seasons. It is not just a walkway; it's an immersive experience where nature merges seamlessly with the urban environment. As you stroll along, you can't help but feel a sense of calm and wonder amidst the city's vibrant energy.

Central Park: The Iconic Urban Escape

When it comes to urban parks, Central Park stands in a league of its own. Nestled between the Upper West Side and Upper East Side neighborhoods of Manhattan, this sprawling green expanse spans an impressive 843 acres, making it the fifth-largest park in the city. Its enduring appeal lies in its ability to transport visitors from the concrete jungle to a natural oasis.

Designed by Frederick Law Olmsted and Calvert Vaux, Central Park boasts a variety of landscapes, from manicured lawns and scenic lakes to dense woodlands and rolling meadows. The park's vastness provides a wealth of activities for every visitor: picnicking on the Great Lawn, rowing on the iconic Central Park Lake, or exploring the winding paths that lead to hidden treasures like Bethesda Terrace and Bow Bridge.

Throughout the year, Central Park hosts numerous cultural events and concerts, adding an extra layer of charm to its already enchanting atmosphere. In the winter, you can experience the magic of ice skating at Wollman Rink, and during the spring, the park comes alive with bursts of cherry blossoms and vibrant tulips.

Brooklyn Botanic Garden: A Horticultural Gem

Located in the borough of Brooklyn, adjacent to Prospect Park and the Brooklyn Museum, the Brooklyn Botanic Garden has been captivating visitors since its founding in 1910. Sprawling across 52 acres, this botanical garden is a horticultural paradise featuring an impressive collection of plants from all over the world.

Wander through themed gardens, each with its own distinct character, from the fragrant Rose Garden to the serene Japanese Hill-and-Pond Garden. Marvel at the beauty of the Shakespeare Garden, where flowers and plants mentioned in Bard's works bloom in harmony. The Cranford Rose Garden, boasting over 1,000 varieties of roses, is a kaleidoscope of colors and scents, a true delight for the senses.

One of the Brooklyn Botanic Garden's highlights is the annual Cherry Blossom Festival, a celebration of the blooming cherry trees that blanket the grounds in a sea of soft pink and white petals. This much-anticipated event draws crowds from all over the city and beyond, offering a glimpse of nature's breathtaking artistry.

A Symphony of Nature in the City That Never Sleeps In a city where skyscrapers and concrete dominate the landscape, these outdoor tourist spots offer a symphony of nature's finest elements. The High Line's elevated views and lush greenery, Central Park's sprawling landscapes and year-round events, and the Brooklyn Botanic Garden's botanical wonders all contribute to New York City's rich tapestry of experiences.

Whether you're a visitor looking to escape the fast-paced urban life or a local seeking a moment of solace, these outdoor destinations have something magical to offer. So, the next time you find yourself in the bustling streets of New York City, take a moment to step into these natural sanctuaries, where the city's heartbeat harmonizes with the rustling leaves and blooming flowers. It's an opportunity to connect with nature and be reminded that even in the most vibrant metropolis, there's always room for a breath of fresh air and a touch of green serenity.

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Trafford Centre announces new disco-themed roller rink

Introducing the StarWash Roller Disco, a dazzling disco-themed roller rink that’s set to make waves in the heart of Trafford Centre. Skaters will be transported to a world of vibrant lights, pulsating beats and kaleidoscope of colours, accompanied by a DJ playing feel-good tunes and disco classics. This is a chance to skate into your own roller rink dream.  Come dressed for the disco or explore…

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LEGACY: The Valiant Child

OVERVIEW:

Name: Morgan Stark

Age: 19

Gender & Sexual Orientation: Cis female, Lesbian.

Occupation: Student & Ice Skater

Education: BA in Political Science.

"I remember... her laying there, her lifeless eyes staring into mine. I tried CPR but I couldn't save her. The next thing I knew, I was everywhere all at once; like looking into a kaleidoscope. I have to prove Priscilla was murdered, no matter the cost."

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After becoming the vigilante known as LEGACY, Morgan Stark changed forever.

Determined to be a hero like her father, Morgan wanted to carve her name on the ice rink and into the stars.

The Murder of Priscilla Lee:

When Morgan left for university on a sport's scholarship, she took ballet to improve her leg and foot strength and dexterity. There she met Priscilla Lee.

While many saw her as the child of an Avenger, Priscilla and Aidan-- while still "starstruck"-- looked beyond that and saw Morgan. Manipulation and cattiness was commonplace in the world of ballet, but the three of them found humor in it.

Ballet was a pass time and part of her core training. However, she was surrounded by career dancers, Priscilla being among them. She and her fiancé Aidan were her close friends through her academic career.

Meanwhile Stark Industries underwent a rough shift in board management. Pepper was retiring within the following year, placing Morgan in line for the job and a huge financial beneficiary as well. This was to help set Morgan cover her tuition costs and set her up for her future. However, the stress of being a business woman, student and athlete was overwhelming. She felt as though she was being pulled in too many directions.

During a trip back to the United States, she brought Aidan and Priscilla along to meet the family. The three of them were inseparable and had grown close over the last two years.

Morgan's ice skating career was blossoming, however her role at Stark Industries was stressful. She was burnt out and her mental status was declining. Morgan planned to tell her mother she wanted to leave the company. She worried how her mother would react, of course supportive, but would she be disappointed? Morgan didn't want to let her down. She internalized guilt at not becoming a scientist or some super hero.

While they were there, Priscilla became withdrawn and asking if they could extend their trip. Morgan and Aidan agreed a vacation could be good, so they did. They stayed at Pepper's in Morgan's old room.

On the night of Priscilla's murder, she received a call from her uncle who lived in the states. She agreed to meet him a local café half a mile from where her uncle lived. Priscilla never returned.

The following morning, Morgan, Pepper and Aidan went looking for her. When the initial search failed, authorities were called in. Police quickly determined she was in fact missing. Pepper used her resources to have Jessica Jones investigate the disappearance.

The trail lead back to Priscilla and Aidan's coach and a perverse arrangement set up by her uncle. However, neither of the men disclosed the location of Priscilla. The notion that "no body, no problem" would save them from facing charges in their respective countries.

Morgan became fixated on finding Priscilla. Authorities were slow and Jessica Jones was chasing a new lead on her whereabouts. Morgan took matters into her own hands.

She felt powerless and chose to "fix it."

She went to her father's old lab and looked for anything that could be used. The suits were too complex for her master. She soon found a serum Tony was perfecting. One that would stabilize the X-Gene in mutants. She vaguely remembered the conversation he had with her mother and other businessmen about it.

Morgan learned from Tony's notes that it could give abilities to humans but was not tested. Determined to find Priscilla, Morgan used it on herself. After injecting the serum, she felt nothing. No changes and no powers. She was defeated but didn't give up her search. In fact, that failure pushed her into obsession.

Three months later, Morgan and Jessica Jones found Priscilla in a large shipping container owned by Priscilla's uncle. She was lying on her back, chained by her neck to the wall. Morgan could detect a trace pulse and tried everything to save her but to no avail.

Amid her distress and grief, the X-Gene that was now in her, activated and her ability ripped Morgan's consciousness apart.

Her vision went white hot, her nerves burning and head pounding. Images, feelings and sounds flooded and overcame her. She felt as though she was everywhere all at once and in a way she was.

Morgan's mind had been ripped apart. Pieces of herself-- her consciousness-- now fractured and existing simultaneously within her alternate selves.

Valhalla-

Valhalla was a new SHIELD sponsored security firm. It was branded as a "rent a hero" outfit for the wealthy who needed extra protection. Morgan Stark joined the team, determined to use it as a way to amend her failure to save Priscilla. She took the name Legacy in memory of her father's sacrifice and her best friend's murder.

There she met her new partner known as Ares. He was an older man, someone she respected and looked up to as an older brother. The two worked together for the next decade and Morgan Stark found balance between her masters degree and her ice skating career.

While things looked up for her, the side effects of the X-gene was getting worse. Her mental status rapidly declined the week she was preparing to compete for another gold metal. She couldn't push through it and missed the competition. Aidan took her to Xavier's School for Gifted Children. There, he told Morgan she would need to stay and stabilize her power, else risk herself and others.

Abilities:

Master ice skater

Morgan has won five gold metals and has garnered reputation in New York.

Master Dexterity

Amateur weight lifter

She took up weight training to improve her strength.

Novice dancer

To aid in her agility, Morgan took up ballet.

Powers:

Photokenisis: Morgan can create, manipulate, and control light particles to attack her victims.

Dream projecting

Morgan can project into her Variants' dreams and interact with them.

Reality Phasing

She can move through the multiverse, however, she can only experience it through her variant selves.

Morgan consciousness and the consciousness of her alternates can temporarily bleed together (though risks of permanence is high). Her mind in essence simultaneously split between one reality and her alternate's. The ability is highly dangerous, painful, and has lasting side effects that can afflict her for weeks at a time.

Weaknesses

The use of her power is volatile and makes her sick after each use. If she over uses her power she could be ripped apart on the molecular level. Every time she uses her powers she risks fatality.

Her power has ongoing permanent side effects. These side effects include migraines, seizures, paralysis, vasovagal syncope, cardiac arythmia, molecular incineration, and memory bleeds (a state where her memories or her variants can bleed together causing a permenant dissociative break.)

Because she used an experimental drug, her powers are incredibly volatile and unstable.

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wallpaper

kids

vintage

garden

birds

colourful

home decor

modern,

flowers

chinoiserie

floral

magical

nature

mid century modern

retro

#geo#

fantasy

rainbow

fruit

geometric

watercolour

babies

handpainted

#abstract

underwater

plants

mid century

flying birds

traditional

#ocean

cute

mermaid

decorative

victorian

antique

leaves

1950s

gold

clouds

sea

animals

1960s

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nursery

mermaids

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tea towel

chinese

christmas

kitchen

children

blue

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sprigs

william morris

botanical,

#birds in flight

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Notes From the 2020 Myanimelist.net Challenges - Part 1: Anime

You don’t need me to remind you how much 2020 sucked. It was definitely a hard year for me as well, especially since health problems (fuck cancer) pretty much kept me on the couch, in the hospital, and out of work for 6.5 months out of the year. Add to that the current events, almost daily anxiety attacks regarding the current events, and my main escapes being cancelled, 2020 was definitely a rough one.

That being said, when I was more cognizant and not suffering from executive dysfunction, I did watch some pretty good anime this year. 

I will now continue with my yearly post about some of the anime I watched and manga I read for this challenge, starting with the anime side. While I didn’t finish the challenge by the site’s deadline, I finished before the end of the year, which was better than last year’s attempt!!!

Like the previous 2 years, I will talk about some honorable mentions/anime I had thoughts on, followed by my favorites from the challenge.

Let’s do this.

Honorable Mentions/Other Notables:

Inferno Cop - completed for the task “Watch an ONA”

Inferno Cop is, well, a cop, whose family was murdered by the organization Southern Cross. Now, he is tasked with fighting that organization and keeping the peace in the city of Jack Knife Edge Town.

My reaction to watching this anime was pretty much this:

This anime was honestly kinda funny. I’m usually not into the stuff that’s bad/over the top on purpose (I guess they would call it Stylistic Suck), but this anime made me laugh really hard at points. I feel like it also helped that each episode was about 4 minutes each. 

My favorite part was honestly this:

Believe it or not, it makes just as much sense in context.

There are definitely worse ways to kill an hour.

Strawberry Marshmallow (aka Ichigo Mashimaro) - completed for the task “Watch any anime recommended to your Favorite Anime” 

The slice-of-life adventures of 6th-grader Chika, her friend and classmate Miu, 5th grader Matsuri, British transfer student Anna (who transfers to Matsuri’s class), and Chika’s college-age sister Nobue. Hijinks ensue, usually initiated by Miu.

This was recommended to me because one of my favorite anime listed on my Myanimelist profile is Azumanga Daioh. I feel like this one is a little more hyper (if that makes any sense, it’s honestly the only word I can think of for this), but still fun and not a far-off comparison.

Pretty much your basic Cute Girls Doing Cute Things anime with some zany hijinks thrown in. It was cute and funny, though I feel like this is one you have to be in the mood for, similar to when I watched The Irresponsible Captain Tylor for last year’s challenge. I still had fun with it and it made me smile. The last episode was actually pretty heartwarming, and the fact that I watched it on Christmas Day was a cool coincidence.

Canaan - completed for the task “ Watch an anime that began airing the same year you joined MAL” (2009, in this case)

Maria Osawa, a photographer, is on an assignment in Shanghai with her colleague, Mino. They end up in the middle of a conspiracy involving a mysterious virus, a deadly terrorist attack, rival assassins, and a white-haired lady named Canaan, who Maria apparently knows.

This anime actually came up for multiple tasks in the challenge, so I pretty much had to watch this one, lol.

This anime was a bit dark at certain points. There was a  bit of an interesting mystery, as well as pretty good action scenes, especially the fights between Caanan and Alphard, the main rival assassin. I honestly ship Maria and Canaan; I wish the anime just came out and had them get together, because some of their dialogue can get a little gay-baity at times, but it was still precious. Some lapses in logic and artistic liberties, but still pretty good.

Ginban Kaleidoscope (aka Skating Rink Kaleidoscope) - completed for the task “Watch an anime generated randomly using spin.moe”

Tazusa Sakurano is a figure skater who dreams of going to the Olympics. After a fall on the ice where she hits her head, she wakes up to find herself sharing her body with the ghost of Pete Pumps (yes, really), a Canadian stunt pilot who died during an air show. Tazusa has to get used to sharing her body with a ghost while trying to realize her dreams, and Pete helps her out, too.

I honestly thought this anime was kinda cute and heartwarming. Funny at times, too, especially when Tazusa is first getting used to sharing her body with Pete. I thought it was nice that Pete helps Tazusa with her skating later in the anime

Your Name (aka Kimi no na Wa) - completed for the task “Watch an award-winning anime”

Mitsuha is a high school girl who lives out in the countryside and dreams of moving to the big city. Taki is a high school boy who lives in the city and has a part-time job, living a pretty busy life. One day, they find that they’ve switched bodies! They then try to find out about each other and find an answer to why they temporarily switch bodies every now and then.

Yes, I gave in to the hype, and yes, I loved this movie. And yes, I cried.

This movie was honestly beautiful. The art looked great, the story was interesting, the plot twist was unexpected, etc. Not the best anime movie ever like everyone says, but I still loved this one.

Favorites From the Challenge:

Ping Pong the Animation - completed for the task “Watch an anime with a score of 8.00 or above and an episode duration of 16 minutes or more”

Makoto Tsukimoto, aka Smile, and Yutaka Hoshino, aka Peco, are childhood friends who are part of the ping pong club at their high school. Peco wants to be the best in the world, while Smile mostly finds ping pong as a way to pass the time. The anime shows them playing in and trying to win the championship, as well as them getting better and their various feelings throughout.

Might as well continue the tradition of watching a Masaki Yuasa work for the challenge. He most certainly did not disappoint here.

This made me think of how I felt when I watched One Outs  for last year’s challenge. A different take on sports anime than usual, focusing on more of the psychology of the players and their histories. The two friends weren’t together all the time, though their bond was still there. I honestly binged this one in a couple days, that’s how much I was invested. 

The art style is very interesting and unique, which was a major positive. I found this anime to be great overall.

Mononoke - completed for the task “Watch an anime that finished airing with 11 or more episodes and has a synopsis by MAL Rewrite”

A mysterious Medicine Seller wanders Japan to slay malevolent spirits called Mononoke. In order to do so, he has to figure out their Form, Truth, and Reason, along with psychological analysis and talking to the people caught up in the Mononokes’ schemes. Only then can he use his special sword to exorcise the spirits.

Unique art styles definitely seem to be a trend here, a complete coincidence on my part.

This reminded me a lot of the anime Mushishi, except on acid or some other drug like that. I like that this is an anthology of sorts, with the 11 episodes divided up into groups of 2 or 3 episodes per plot arc. The art style was unique and very pretty at times, and I found the psychological aspect very interesting too.

This anime isn’t for everyone, and it can get a little confusing at times, but I liked it a lot.

Silver Spoon (aka Gin no Saji) - completed for the task “Watch a listed Gourmet or Isekai themed anime” (Gourmet, in this case)

To get away from the pressures of home life and high expectations, Hachiken, on the advice of one of his teachers, decides to go to an agricultural high school, thinking it would be laid back. When he gets there, he has a bit of a culture shock and learns about farm and country life, including taking care of livestock and making fresh food.

I liked a lot of the characters in this one. I like the friendships Hachiken gets into with his classmates, especially a girl he meets on the first day and his assigned partners in rotations on the farm. This anime was also kinda relaxing too, and another one I was able to watch several episodes of without realizing.

Aggressive Retsuko (aka Aggretsuko) Season 3 - completed for the task “Watch an anime with a main character that is a professional in their field”

To pay off some debt that Retsuko incurs, she gets roped into helping out an underground idol group who is trying to make it big.

Honestly, this season hit me with all the feels multiple times. I loved seeing Retsuko take charge in several of the episodes. A lot of what I loved about the previous 2 seasons of Aggretsuko were here. Definitely made me laugh several times.  

Princess Jellyfish (aka Kuragehime) - completed for the task “Watch a Noitamina anime”

Tsukimi is a shy, awkward outcast who loves jellyfish and lives in an apartment building, Amamizukan, with a few other awkward outcasts. One day, while out at a pet store, she meets a confident woman while trying to save a jellyfish from improper care. This confident woman, who is revealed to be a guy, Kuranosuke, who likes dressing like a woman, plants themselves in Tsukimi’s life and helps her break out of her shell.

This wins Best Anime for this year’s challenge. I found myself relating to Tsukimi a lot, being a socially awkward nerdy outcast. To be honest, I found myself headcanoning most of the characters (especially Tsukimi) as being autistic. I loved the relationships between the characters and I found a lot of this anime really relatable. The two main ladies (I say that loosely because Kuranosuke isn’t technically a lady) were my favorite characters. 

This anime was so cute and so heartwarming. I’m planning on reading the manga now to see where the story goes. I’m glad I finally got around to watching this one.

#anime #myanimelist #myanimelist.net #thoughts of the day #inferno cop #strawberry marshmallow #ichigo mashimaro #canaan #ginban kaleidoscope #skating rink kaleidoscope #your name #kimi no na wa #ping pong the animation #mononoke #silver spoon #gin no saji #aggretsuko #aggressive retsuko #aggretsuko season 3 #princess jellyfish #kuragehime

[seokra]

Hot Chocolate | Namjoon Drabble

Summary: Namjoon takes you ice skating.

Pairing: Namjoon x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Slice of Life, Established Relationship

Word Count: 905

A/N: I know it’s a little longer than a normal drabble, but don’t think it qualifies as a one shot. Either way, I hope you Lovelies enjoy this little winter scenario!

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The snow blurs by as you drive through Ilsan. Twinkling Christmas lights that decorate homes and businesses paint a kaleidoscope of colors outside the windows. Namjoon had invited you to spend the holiday with his family and he was more than excited to show you all the things he did during his childhood, starting with ice skating at a public ice rink created in the middle of a park he frequently played at growing up.

As you pull up to the park, Namjoon hops out first, circling the car to the driver’s side, opening your door and helping you step out. You follow him to the trunk of your car and he opens it, taking out a pair of ice skates you borrowed from his sister. He slings his old ice skates over his shoulder and holds his hand out for yours.

“You ready?” he asks, dimpled smile gracing his face. You smile back and nod your head as you grasp his hand and let him lead you toward the frozen pool. The rink is lit by hanging Christmas lights dangling between wooden polls. There’s a family with three little children and two couples already skating around. You sit down on a bench while Namjoon crouched in front of you, helping you lace up your skates. As he does this, you watch as the little kids stumble about on the ice. You also watch as a couple gracefully skate together in a dance, twirling beneath each other’s arms as they pass in front of you.

You were so immersed in observing the other skaters that you didn’t notice Namjoon had slipped into his skates already. He stands and grabs your hand in his, pulling you off the bench. “Alright, let’s go,” he says as he drags you across the frozen floor.

You skate a lap around the rink, hand in hand. You turn to look up at him and he’s already gazing at you, a warm smile splitting his face.

“What?” you ask him.

“Nothing. I’m just happy to be able to share parts of my childhood with you,” he sweetly answers.

Your heart swells from his words and you pull him closer to you, planting a soft kiss upon his lips. “I love you,” you whisper against his lips.

You feel him smile as he replies, “I love you, too.” He leaves a gentle peck on the tip of your nose, causing you to scrunch it, and he laughs.

The two of you do a few more laps around the rink before Namjoon starts to show you all of his tricks, turning his body to skate backwards, and widening his stance to skate a circle around you. You can’t help but throw your head back laughing at him.

“I can do that too,” you say, circling him the same way he did to you.

“Alright, not bad,” he comments.

You scoff and shove him in the shoulder, which causes him to lose his balance and he falls straight on his butt.

“Oh my gosh! Are you okay?” you ask through your laugh, offering him a hand to help him up.

“Oh you think that’s funny?”

You nod your head as you giggle into your hand.

“Alright, I have an idea,” he prompts.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, last one to the other side of the rink owes the winner a hot chocolate.”

“Deal!” you yell out before pushing off the ice, giving yourself a head start.

“Hey! I wasn’t ready!” you hear Namjoon shout from behind you. You spin, skating backwards as you taunt him, sticking your tongue out at him before turning back around to skate forward. You weave between the other skaters, gracefully avoiding a collision as you near the other end of the rink.

Namjoon surprisingly catches up to you fairly quickly and when you glance his way, he smirks at you, raising an eyebrow before skating ahead.You push off the ice harder and take longer strides in an attempt to beat him. Namjoon makes the mistake of looking back at you laughing, not noticing he’s about to run right into someone else. “Namjoon! Look out!”

He turns to look ahead, eyes wide when he sees the little kids skating in front of him. He’s going too fast to be able to stop properly, so he drops down, sliding on his butt, just nearly missing the kids.

“Sorry...” he apologizes to the parents who are scowling at him for being reckless.

You zoom past him and make it to the other end. You jump in victory, throwing your hands up. “I win!” you exclaim. “You owe me a hot chocolate!”

Namjoon stands up on his skates and makes his way to you. He places his hands on your waist pulling you closer to him.

“You only won because I almost ran over some kids,” he pouts.

“Don’t be a sore loser,” you tease him, and before you could gload anymore about your victory, Namjoon captures your lips in his. Your hands find the lapels of his coat and you pull him closer to you, deepening the kiss. You feel him moan against your lips as his tongue swipes your bottom lip, but instead of allowing him access, you pull away. A frown sets on his lips and you laugh.

“C’mon, how about that hot chocolate?”

Namjoon rolls his eyes and shakes his head before grabbing your hand, following you off the ice.

#namjoon x reader #namjoon fanfic #namjoon imagine #namjoon drabble #namjoon scenarios #namjoon fluff #bts fluff #bts Drabble #bts scenario #bts imagines #bts x reader #slice of life #established relationship

[pettyprocrastination]

Panty & Bambi

Francisco “Catfish” Morales x Roller Derby!Reader

Summary: Helena Morales celebrates her 12th birthday at the roller rink, where she plays cupid for her kind father who’s attention has been captured by a confident skater that danced about the rink. 

Warnings: profanity, uhhh mention of alcohol?? Frankie being a fucking BOTTOM about buff thick women lmao. 

Word Count:2.9k

Perm Taglist: @honestlystop​

authors note:Wrote this because I’m sad about not being able to do derby this season and i’ve been watching lots of bouts to comfort myself in it lmao. Big inspiration to @qveenbvtch​ who wrote a fucking MAGICAL javi rollerskating fic called Ring My Bell!! It’s so fucking good read it here !!!!!! Big thank you to my boo @captainsamwlsn​ for reading this for me ILY Thais so fkin much <3

“For her next birthday could your daughter pick something that isn’t fucking murder on my knees?”

Frankie stared at his friend and god father to his now twelve year old daughter under the flashing fluorescent lights of the roller rink before taking a sip of the cheap beer in his hand. “Don’t whine Santi.” Frankie laughed.  “We both know you’d do anything for her.”

Which was true. 

Helena had only been a baby when the group went to Columbia to take down Lorea. They had always been a close-knit group of friends, but what happened on that trip, that shit-show of a mission, made them appreciate having each other even more. They visited Tom’s family when they were able to, the first few months after his death his ex-wife wouldn’t even let them on the front lawn. She took to screaming and cursing at them for his death, they didn’t tell her about the teenage boy that took her ex-husband’s life to avenge his brother. 

Tess did in fact get into Harvard. She sent Pope letters from time to time. She didn’t blame him or the others for her father’s death like her mother did. The boys couldn’t say the same for themselves. 

But the family they did have, the sweet chunky cheeked little infant girl Frankie was proud to call his daughter? Oh they all worshiped her. Little Helena had them all wrapped around her finger from the moment they set eyes on her. 

The men had been there for every tea party, fairy tale, and birthday. They watched her go from mashing cake into her mouth at one years old to laughing at a skate rink with her friends at twelve. 

Frankie had been there for everything and his boys were there to help him. 

He couldn’t say the same for Liana. 

“Twelve years brother.” Pope remarked. Frankie groaned and let his head fall forward. 

“You don’t have to tell me man. Where did it all go?” He looked out on the rink with a smile, watching his daughter skate with ease on the polished wood floors while Ben wobbled along next to her, looking more like a baby taking its first steps than a grown man. 

“It feels like just yesterday I was changing her diapers, now she’s in eighth grade.” Frankie sighed, released the vice like grip he had on the neck of his bottle. “Fuck man, I’m not ready for her to go to high school, I don’t know what I’ll do with myself.”

���You’ll do what you’ve always done for her, ‘Fish.” Frankie looked up to see Will standing at his side, setting a comforting hand on his shoulder. “You’ll be there for her. Which is more than I can say about half of the dead beat dads out there now.”

“Dad!” She called out, her pigtails swaying as she turned to him, hands held out with a big grin. “Come on!”

Frankie ignored the pop of his knees as he stood up with a groan. 

“I’ll pray for your back hermano!” Santi called out with a barking laugh as his friend slowly stepped onto the rink with shaking legs

Frankie couldn’t give his little girl the world no matter how much he wanted to, he was just one man. But damn if he wouldn’t skate with her at her birthday party. 

Helena took his hand in hers as they skated, which he knew was more for his safety than hers. But he still felt his heart clench at seeing just how small his daughter’s hand was compared to his.

“How are you so bad at this!” She giggled upon seeing his knees buckle for the third time in two minutes. While Helena had taken to roller skates with ease, the same could not be said for her father, who clutched onto her hand like a lifeline. 

“Mija, the last time I was on wheels like this was before I broke my ankle skateboarding.” A woman skated by them, the wheels on her skated lighting up a bright pink each time they made contact with the floor. You turned, skating backwards for a moment with a carefree smile before turning forward again. 

Frankie’s knees buckled when Helena’s hip bumped against his.

“God-” His daughter snorted. “Maybe if you stopped staring at that lady and focused more on skating you wouldn’t be wobbling like an old man on a walker!”

His head snapped to his daughter like a whip, for a moment uncaring how he nearly lost his balance. “I am not-I wasn’t-did you just call me an old man?”

His daughter simply stared up at him with that smug little grin that he swore Santi taught her. 

“She’s pretty.” His daughter noted, he spared another glance up, feet sliding across the floor as he did. 

You skated around another couple, hips swaying to the song playing over the speaker and hands raised high over your head. You brought one foot in front of the other in a sashay along the rink, gliding over the floor with grace that Frankie couldn’t even try to get as he gripped his daughter’s hand for dear life while they skated along the inner rim of the rink. 

His daughter tugged at his hand, which had gotten arguably more sweaty when he realized that you would be passing them once more. “You should say hi.”

Frankie shook his head and offered his daughter a smile. “It’s your birthday ‘lena.” He reminded her. “You should be having fun with your friends instead of worrying about your old man’s dating life.”

Helena tilted her head in thought before smiling and letting go of her father’s hand. “Okay!”

“Wait-wait!” Frankie shot his hands out to balance himself, without the help of his daughter he felt even more off-kilter and out of his element. “Where are you going!?”

His daughter laughed before joining her friends that had skated ahead of them. “You told me to have fun with my friends! So I’m going to!” She looked behind him and smiled so wide he felt his heart drop. “Have fun dad! You got this!”

“Helena Maria Morales if you don’t-” Frankie’s threat was cut off when his legs wobbled against, one foot shooting out to steady him, except he was on fucking roller skates, which only caused his foot to slide out from beneath him and send him tumbling onto the hard floor beneath him. 

Had it not been for his skating savior that is. 

You shot forward, one hand gripping the collar of his shirt meanwhile the other grabbed the waistband of his trousers to steady him. On instinct his hands gripped your hips like you were a life preserver and he was a man lost at sea. 

“You alright there buddy?” Frankie simply stared at you, throat tight and mouth wide open as his bright wracked for a single thought, a single word to say to you. 

“Jesus Christ.” Santi groaned from the other side of the rink. He and the other boys sat watching in equal parts awe and dismay at their friend being caught like damsel and then absolutely flounder in front of you. “Say something you idiot!”

“Oh this is painful.” Ben snorted. “I don’t want to look away!”

“I’m uh, yeah I’m good.” Frankie realized as you pulled him upright how fucking strong you were, and it made his knees knock together for a whole different reason. His hands tensed and he realized he was still holding onto your hips. “Oh fuck, I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s fine, really.” You held up a hand to silence him, his mouth snapped shut as if it were a trained command. “I know you aren’t some creep trying to cop a feel, I’ve been watching you skate for a while now.”

Frankie looked down at the floor. “Yeah well, the last time I was on wheels was when I was sixteen and tried to impress a girl at the mall by grinding on a rail with my skateboard.”

You slowly took his hand in yours and began to skate forward, slow smooth steps that he did his best to mimic. He was so focused on not falling he hadn’t realized that the pair of you were skating like a couple. “Did it work?”

“Fuck no!” He laughed. “I broke my ankle, lost a tooth, then she and her friends all laughed at me.”

You smiled at his story, noting the way the multi-colored lights bounced off his profile. “Well, I’ll do my best to make sure you don’t break an ankle or lose any teeth tonight, alright Bambi?”

Frankie’s feet wobbled again and tightened his grip on your hands, marveled for a moment at how soft they felt against his. “Bambi?”

“Yeah.” You offered him a slight shrug, he still wasn’t sure how you could skate around others with such ease while also maintaining a conversation, but was thankful for it either way. “You both have brown hair, both have shit balance-”

“Gee thanks.”

You giggled and flicked the tip of his cap. “Let me finish.” You scolded. “You both have shit balance, and you're both pretty fuckin’ cute.”

Frankie felt his heart race and his lips curl into a shy smile. He watched the colors that danced over your form like a kaleidoscope. “Well my actual name is Frankie-” The tip of his skate dipped forward, catching on the floor and sending him careening right into your arms. You kept your feet together at an angle to keep from falling, hands grabbing onto him as he barreled forward, arms thrown around you and nose pressed against yours. “-but I guess Bambi is pretty fitting too.”

“Well Bambi-” Frankie felt a tingle down his spine every time you called him that. A nickname so sweet and innocent had no business making him feel so hot under the collar. “How about we take a break from trying to keep you from falling flat on your ass and go sit down for a bit? If your daughter doesn’t mind that is.”

He looked over your shoulder, where Helena stood with two of her friends, smiling wide and flashing her dad two thumbs up. 

“I don’t think she'll mind.”

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“A pilot?” You whistled, leaning back in his chair. “Damn, you’ve got me beat. I’m just a high school English teacher!”

Frankie shook his head, toe tapping on the linoleum floor of the little snack corner of the rink that pair of you were sitting at. “Now I wouldn’t say all that. I mean, spending your entire day dealing with teenagers who definitely don’t want to be there? You must have the patience of a saint.”

You bumped your knee against his. “We’ll now you’re just trying to flatter me.”

Frankie held one hand up and the other over his heart, as if he were taking an oath. “All truth here, coming from a former AP English kid.” You gasped and held one hand over your chest and pretended to swoon. 

“An honor student of my subject? Be still my beating heart!” Frankie snorted into his drink, which caused you to in turn laugh loud enough for the people in front of them to turn and glare. 

He had always hated dating. It felt so forced, so uncomfortable. The icebreakers were only met with bland replies of women who clearly weren’t interested in him, and only became less interested when they learned he was a father. That or they would praise him for being so “brave” to raise his daughter on his own. What, as if he was supposed to walk out on her just like her mother did? It turned him off to the whole situation. 

But this? Sitting in the tiny snack corner at a roller rink, sipping overpriced sodas and laughing loud enough to annoy people while staring at the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen? Oh it was better than any date at a four star restaurant he’s been on. 

“Trust me.” He told you. “You would’ve hated me as a student.”

“I could never!”

“Oh yes you could!” He laughed. “I fell asleep in class all the time, never answered questions and uh honestly?” He pulled his hat low over his face with a shy smile. “If I had you as a teacher? I’d never get anything done.”

His eyes flicked to the sleeve of your shirt, seeing your biceps strain against it as you leaned over for your drink. The shorts you wore hugged the thick muscle of your legs and he felt his throat tighten up at the thought. 

You smiled and pushed his cap up so you could see his brown doe eyes. “I’m gonna take that as a compliment, Bambi.”

 Santi watched the pair of you, nearly nose to nose when you leaned in close to toy with his hat. He smiled and bumped Will’s shoulder. “Look at ‘em go. ‘Fish still has it.”

“That’s our boy.”

They had all gotten the call when Liana left, she had simply packed her bags in the middle of the night and vanished. Leaving Francisco and their six month old baby alone. They knew how much it hurt him to see her leave, how much he blamed himself and wracked his brain for how to fix it, how many times he called her and pleaded for her to come home. If not for him, for their daughter. Their little baby girl who wouldn’t stop crying because she was hungry and mommy was gone. 

But to see him now, blushing like a school boy while talking with a woman who his daughter practically pushed him into, they all felt a swell of pride. 

If any of them deserved a happy ending, it was Catfish. 

“If he doesn’t ask her out-” Ben sighed. “I’ll kill him. Just fucking murder him.”

Sadly, just as Frankie was about to ask that dreaded question, if he could get your number or hell, if you’d like to get a drink sometime, a woman with bright pink hair poked her head over your table. 

“Hey panty!” She called out and Frankie damn near got whiplash at that nickname. “Can you give me a ride home? My car is busted and my boyfriend can’t pick me up.”

Your shoulders deflated at her response and Frankie couldn’t help but feel a little prideful that you felt dejected to leave his side. “Yeah no problem Jammie.”

“Thanks!” The girl chirped. “I’ll meet you outside!”

When she left, Frankie turned to you with a slow smile, his eyebrows shot up to his hairline. “Panty?”

“Ughh I know!” You groaned into your hands. “It’s not some weird nickname or anything it’s just my derby name I swear!”

Frank leaned back, eyes wide in admiration. “You play roller derby?”

You grinned, shoulders back and confidence oozing off of you at the mention of your sport. You tucked your hands behind your head and Frankie took that moment to marvel at the muscle that strained against your shirt. “Damn right I do. Not to brag but I’ve been the MVP for the last three seasons.”

It was absolutely a brag and he loved it. 

“You know-” Your eyes flicked to his, shy and skittish. “-we have a bout, a game, this Saturday if you want to come. It’ll be here, at eight. You don’t have to-”

“I’ll be there.” He promised. The thought of you in those spandex shorts on skates, being positively brutal to other women on the track with that confident grin? Christ, he wouldn’t miss it for the world. “I’ve never watched roller derby before but, it’s recently piqued my interest.”

You smiled, raising your foot to knock it against his. “Well I hope it keeps you interested Frankie, because you’ve piqued mine too.”

Frankie felt a swell of pride in his chest at your shy smile and sweet words. He felt like a kid back in high school, trying his best to woo the girl in his biology class with passing notes in hopes of getting a date. 

Only this time he had more experience and a lot less acne. 

“Panty!” The woman shouted. “Lets gooo! I work the morning shift tomorrow!”

Your face fell. “Looks like that’s my que to head out. I’ll see you Friday though?”

“Fuck yes.” Frankie breathed out, before regaining his composure. “I mean uh yeah, yeah I’ll uh, see if I can make it.” You laughed and stood up from the table, turning on your heel at the final moment to press a quick kiss to his cheek. 

“I’ll see you then, Bambi.” You purred, before walking out of the door and past His daughter and three grown ass men, who stood in a circle nearby like a bunch of gossiping old women.

Frankie didn’t even have a moment to realize you kissed him before his daughter bounded over to him asking eighty questions within two seconds.

“What's her name? Is she cool? She seems cool! Are you guys dating now? Did you ask her out? Did you get her number?”

He brought this daughter in for a hug, bringing his hand down on the crown of her head in a playful nuzzle. 

“Alright speedy gonzales.” She laughed into his side and tried to wriggle out of his bear hug. “No more matchmaking, you hear me?”

“But it worked! Didn’t it?” His stern facade melted away at the excited grin on Helena’s face.He sighed, letting his chin fall onto the top of her head. 

“We’ll just have to wait and see mija.”

His daughter whooped in victory, throwing her hands high in the air in celebration. 

“That means it worked!”

#Panty & Bambi #frankie morales #catfish morales #francisco morales #francisco morales x reader #catfish x reader #frankie morales x reader #triple frontier #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x you #the meaning of her derby name will make more sense in the next chapter i SWEAR

[inimitable-muse]

your first date with robin

[robin buckley x reader]

request: hi! could you do a hc for robin x reader on what their first date would be like? and when you can could you write something about their first “i love you”? basically anything with robin + fluff! thanks! 💘

warning: none.

author’s note: i decided to save the first i love you request for another post which will fit well in terms of its narrative, so that will be coming soon :) this serves as a continuation of the 'meeting robin for the first time’ headcanons i wrote a while ago which can be read here.

with you talking on the phone with robin for days on end and your constant visits to family video

the realisation hit that you guys still have yet to plan a date

ofc you and robin got caught up in the ‘will we? won’t we?’ dance, slightly teasing but shying away from the subject of your growing interest in one another

cause you know, suspense!!!!

your guys’ inability to move things forward was starting to get maddening

especially for keith

he was catching on to how you would only drop by the store just to talk to robin 

“quit distracting our employees, you’re ruining business here!”

“isn’t that the whole point keith? for people to come up to us and- you know what, just forget it” - robin

although not the slightest bit intimidating, he was threatening to kick you out if you didn’t rent out at least two tapes

this whole situation acted as a catalyst of some sort

it was now or never, you had to make your move

“well i just stopped by to see if you wanted to…”

“to...?” she was anticipating what was going to come out of your mouth next

“go on a date”

robin leans her elbow on the counter, propping her chin on her hand, “sure, with who?”

what a smartass

you jokingly roll your eyes at her, “with me, of course,” and eventually a smile slowly tugs at the corner of your mouth

“well it took you long enough [y/n]”

now it was time to think of what to do

there aren’t many exciting things to do in hawkins besides:

a) starcourt mall which *spoiler alert* is now obliterated

and b) the arcade, although fun, is filled with too many annoying kids

you were stumped on where to go

it wasn’t until robin ended up ringing you in the middle of the night talking

telling you about how an annual roller rink is set up in hawkins and open from a limited period of time before it moves to the next town over

you were open to the idea, but one problem came up

“robin, i have no idea how to skate”

“don’t worry, i’ll teach you… eventhoughibarelyknowhowtomyself”

“what?”

“alright goodnight!”

so it was official

the idea of roller skating as a first date was perfect, but not so perfect at the same time

cause you and robin had little to no experience

but it would provide you both the opportunity to learn together (a great bonding experience, if you will)

so the date goes as follows:

as soon as you and robin enter the place, you’re immediately greeted with a kaleidoscope of colours flashing before your eyes

with neon strobe lights blinking intricate patterns

the latest releases of songs blaring from the speakers located at every wall

as well as a whirlpool of skaters gliding smoothly to the beat

you two were pumped

robin promptly gets the correct roller skates sizes for the both of you and you start to tug your shoelaces tight

as soon as you get ready to step into the rink, your confidence disappears and is instead replaced by nerves

robin notices your sudden change of mood

“hey, it’ll be fun don’t sweat it,” she reassures you as she rubs your arm

you take her words in for a second and believed them

when you got started, it wasn’t all that bad

depends if you consider ‘not all bad’ as just you clinging on the barrier of the rink for dear life for 10 minutes

but after a bit of convincing from robin, you release yourself from that sense of safety that the barrier provided you

what she says she knows about the basics of roller skating was “slightly bend your knees and kick off one foot and the other, so you keep up a continuous momentum”

so you do just that

unfortunately your efforts are futile, you just barely end up gliding across the rink

you’re like a deer stranded on thin ice, awkwardly stumbling around in one spot

robin finds the whole thing endearing, and she continues to help you out

after a few falls and bumps here and there, slow but surely you were getting the hang of skating

“hey look robin, i’m finally doing it!”

she watches as you crash into two people

oops nevermind

you were contemplating whether or not to resort back to holding onto the barrier again

just for the sake of not developing anymore bruises

“are you sure you don’t want to grab onto me?” robin suggests

“if i'm going down, you’re going to get dragged down with me”

out of nowhere she grabs your hand and threads her fingers with your own, it takes you by surprise

“that won’t stop me in the slightest”

robin’s confidence was admirable, it was something you wanted to gain for yourself

she winks at you, “let’s roll”

very punny

you hold onto her hand so tight, you swear your knuckles are gonna burst

also you were hoping robin doesn’t notice your palms sweating

not because you were afraid of falling cause you did that too many times already

oh no no

it’s cause you were holding her hand

or she was holding your hand

anyways, how could we forget

it wouldn’t be a proper roller rink without the highly anticipated “couples only” skate segment

the whole atmosphere changes in an instant, all the lights turn into a cool blue and a mirrorball descends from the ceiling

you and robin find yourselves in the middle of the rink, surrounded by a myriad of people pairing up and circling around you both

robin turns to look at you with a sheepish smile “you think you got the hang of it?”

you just lightly nod at robin which compels her to move closer next to you

so close that you’re brushing shoulders

in a collaborative effort, you both begin with your right foot and start to move slowly along the main direction people were going in

robin cautiously snakes her arm around your waste

“it’s just for more stability... if that’s okay with you”

sure jan

you utter a light “yeah, o-of course,” and do the same thing with her

subconsciously, you can’t help but rest yourself against robin’s shoulder

the disc jockey starts playing how deep is your love by the beegees to set the mood

the two of you didn’t have many words to say for the duration of the couple skate besides stealing brief glances

robin was just happy to be near you, to be close to you right now

getting lost into the trance of the music, and all that

you two are getting used to the pace at which you were skating, and your movements are in sync together

growing confident in your skills, your footwork becomes more swift and agile which robin silently admired

your hair is caught in the slight breeze as you pace faster, you’re starting to feel invisible as you take the reigns

combined with that, there was something about the lights reflecting off the mirrorball and decorating your face in all the right areas that makes robin’s heart skip a beat

she gets all too consumed with her thoughts and accidentally misses a turn that you simultaneously try to make

suddenly you both are heading towards the barrier at a fast rate

“oh shit”

you try to help swerve away from the direction you both were going in, but you end up losing balance

it results in the equilibrium you two have going to falter

where your left leg clashes into robin’s right leg

while you are leaning backwards and she is leaning way too forward

both your guys’ arms are interlocked tighter than ever, preparing for the inevitable impact

as expected, you and robin end up tumbling to the ground which catches the attention of the other couples in the rink

your cheeks begin to turn hot as you find yourself lying on top of her

you worry for robin as she was the one to land on her lower back

“are you okay???” you gently shake robin by her shoulders

she doesn’t respond to you at first, but you could feel a slight chuckle vibrating against her chest

robin abruptly starts laughing out loud which startles you

you didn’t know if she was laughing because the situation was funny, extremely embarrassing, painful, or a combination of all three

either way you can’t help but succumb to her air of hysteria, robin’s laugh is too infectious to avoid

time (as well as some people) stood still and it was just the two of you in your own world

the music drowns out, and you and robin don’t care to shamefully avoid the eyes of onlookers

finally when you guys compose yourselves, you steadily get up and try to help her off the ground

“c'mon let’s get out of here, i think us amateurs ruined the mood for these so-called professionals” robin grins as she reaches your level, one of her hands still interlocking with your own

“you think?”

still in a daze, robin’s only response to your quip is to playfully nudge you

as you guys return your roller skates to the counter and make your way to the exit

you and robin suddenly stop in unison to notice something in the corner

it’s a photobooth

the two of you share a look and instinctively know what you wanted to do without even saying it at all

although your first date with robin didn’t go quite as how you planned it in your head

she promised there will be more (and even better) ones to come

robin also got something to commemorate your guys’ first date too

a single black and white photo of you kissing her cheek, that is tucked safe in her wallet

taglist: @ronnie-loves-bees

#stranger things #stranger things imagine #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x you #robin buckley imagine #robin buckley headcanons

[bang-tan-bitches]

MONSTER MASH 2020 ENTRY 2

It was all... her. So many memos she'd left behind and even a lock of her hair. And so many pictures. From her social media, from her phone, asleep in her bed, at parties, and ones of her when she was-- oh God, he had been there.

For everything.

Warnings (SPOILERS IN WARNINGS): Stalking, obsession, slight mentions of non-consensual kissing and touching, death, angst, blood, slight gore

Word Count: 1.8k

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader, Namjoon x Reader

The gentle morning light swept slowly over smooth satin skin. Tranquil songbirds drifted through the open window, waking the entwined lovers, spent from a late night. The man’s full lips drifted into a smile as he opened his eyes, automatically drifting down to the beautiful woman laying on his chest.

“Good morning, my Darling.” His whispered words filled the room. Inky hair fell over his forehead as his dark, doe-like eyes glowed with love.

How had he gotten so lucky? Abundant curls cascaded over a heart-shaped face, and long lashes brushed high proud cheekbones, and he knew when she opened her eyes, a colorful kaleidoscope awaited his hungry eyes. Her locks continued over mismatched raspberry lips, and over a bare, silken shoulder and swept over her graceful back. Possessive pride filled his chest. This was his soulmate; the one he’d waited for.

He slowly drifted one large palm down her delicate back, and back up again. “Wake up…” He murmured and smiled at her groan. “Come, the morning is moving without us.”

She slowly opened her soft eyes, meeting his intense gaze.

“You…” She whispered, “You're really here?”

God, it hadn't been a dream. When he'd come to Y/N out of nowhere outside of her apartment, she'd been shocked to see him. He was a friend of her boyfriend's. Kind, but quiet. The kind of handsome her best friend would usually go for. Namjoon had been welcoming when Yoongi introduced her to his friends. And Namjoon had justified being near her apartment, offering her a ride to the local college since Yoongi had been worrying over Y/N walking alone. She'd smiled at Yoongi's mother hen behavior and turned Namjoon down, and turned to keep walking. Then a sharp burn penetrated her neck and everything went black.

Tears burned her eyes, matching the inner sickness that made her dizzy.

He smiled. “I really am, Love. Finally, you're mine. I'd been waiting so long for you; did you know I saw you first--that night at the skating rink?” Large, calloused palms slipped over her as he flipped Y/N over.

"I was blindsided by your beauty and talent. I couldn't resist learning everything I could about you. I knew you were special. And Yoongi.. well, he'll forgive me eventually when he realizes how much you needed me. After that last fight with your parents..." She blinked up at him, those joyful tears sliding down her cheeks, laying pliant under his larger body. They'd only shared tender kisses, but he knew his sweet, shy Y/N would be ready for him to take her soon. He buried his face in her neck, leaving a soft kiss under her ear. "I am never letting you leave. I can keep you safe, and loved here."

Namjoon's raspy voice echoed in her ears.

Stalking.

He had been stalking her. How did he find out about her parents?

She had to get out of here. Where were they? Everything was so fuzzy after he'd drugged her. She still felt sluggish.

Trapped. Alone. Practically defenseless.

She plastered a frozen smile on her face. "N-Namjoon, I really need the bathroom and a shower. I'll be back in a bit, okay?"

He pouted and playfully kissed her. "It's Oppa to you now. Go, I'll make you breakfast." Such a tease to mention a shower and the tantalizing idea of her beautiful body. He wanted it all to himself, to enjoy her slowly and sweetly. What would it be like to make love to his soulmate?

Y/N was already backing away into the master bath, cringing when she realized the locks were disabled. Her heart was racing, and she slid down the door as she heard the footsteps fade. Did anyone know where she was? Her parents had practically disowned her last night after announcing she wanted to be with Yoongi for good. He was her forever.

And now...

She was trapped in a bathroom by her stalker. Those calls over the weeks, the notes and strange glitches in her laptop-- had it all been Namjoon?

Y/N raced to the toilet and vomited. Her legs were still so weak. She shook with terror and leaned against the toilet, the cool ceramic grounding her.

Breathe.

She needed to breathe. To get contact with the outside world or escape. But how? Namjoon hadn't been dangerous yet... maybe she could just walk out?

She washed her face robotically and left, nervous to take off her clothes in a place Namjoon could easily reach her.

Walking out the door slowly and quietly, Y/N crept along the short hallway and out to the kitchen and living room in the simple but tidy apartment Y/N assumed was Namjoon's. The far corner of his living room was the logical place to be, the complete opposite of the direction the man was busy in front of the stove, completely burning the pancakes he was attempting to make. He waved her over, his cold eyes boring into her. "Watch this for a minute while I get your surprise from the pantry."

As he walked away, Y/N took her chance and grabbed a slender, long knife from the rack next to the stove, and shoved it in her sleeve. She panted as if she was in a race, adrenaline pushing her senses into overdrive as she listened for Namjoons return.

Namjoon whistled merrily as he brought the bag to the table. He couldn't wait to show Y/N how he could, and did protect her. He grabbed her around the waist and led her to the table, returning to the kitchen to grab their plates and Y/N's favorite morning tea.

"Look, Darling," Namjoon said as she sat at the end of the table. She must want a good view of his gift. He grinned at her excitement and placed a plate with pancakes and bacon in front of her.

Did he not realize just how burned the food was? Y/N clenched her fists under the table. What was wrong with him? She looked up at him as he pulled the cloth off his "surprise" as Namjoon grinned, his sweet smiled so at odds with the madness lurking inside him. "I wanted to protect you. Now they will never hurt you again."

Time seemed to slow at that moment. A horrifying, slow moment in time as the realization of what she was staring at sank in. Y/N shrieked, nearly falling out of her chair.

No.

No, no, no...

Her mother and father's glassy eyes stared at her from mangled heads, the rusty scent of dried blood filling her nose. She slipped from her chair and onto the beige carpet, her body shaking with sobs.

He had... Namjoon had...

Killed them.

And she was trapped with this monster.

His grey socked feet stood in front of Y/N as he bent to comfort her. "The first body is always a little much, but--"

Y/N jerked away, standing up, nose to nose with Namjoon. "You are a monster!" She sneered at Namjoon, "You took my family! You stalked and drugged me! You're insane--"

Namjoon's fist struck out like a cobra, the slap leaving her ears ringing. "I am not insane," His nostrils flared as he stepped over her prone body. "I'm not like her, Y/N, I'm better. I am your soulmate. She always told me I'd find you."

Her? Y/N's head was throbbing as she held her face. "Who is--"

"--Not everyone believes in soulmates, but we are fated, darling." He cupped her bruised, throbbing cheek, smoothly cutting her off. "I'm sorry you are hurt, but we both know we cannot tolerate lying." Namjoon's dark eyes were stern. She dropped her head and nodded, relieved that the knife hadn't fallen from her sweater.

They ate in silence.

Y/N couldn't decide where her eyes should stay-- on the murderer, or her parents? Was it all her fault?

Her chest ached with the strain of trying to keep her grief at bay.

So her eyes focused on her plate as she pushed her food around. Namjoon ate easily, telling her about his homework and class schedule as if it was an everyday occurrence to have parts of corpses in his kitchen.

He left her alone in the kitchen, off to shower, but not before ordering her to stay in the living room. After the bodies and the brutal slap, Y/N felt too weak to fight back.

Namjoon twisted the knob in the shower stall, the faucet squeaking to life. Maybe he should have waited to show Y/N. But she had said she hated them over the phone, so maybe once the shock wore off, she would understand her newfound freedom.

Namjoon nodded to himself before his thoughts turned to the idea of Netflix and holding his sweet lover close. Would he finally be able to touch her the way he'd been aching to?

Y/N paced the apartment. The shock was starting to wear off and she had started moving; if only to get her body working again. She would get out. She would find a way to make him pay for what he'd done.

Y/N swallowed and turned to the windowpane, the high ride apartment making it impossible to call out to anyone. She was too far up. A swatch of color caught her eye and she turned to the wall, and the breath left her lungs at the sight in front of her.

It was all... her. So many memos she'd left behind and even a lock of her hair. And so many pictures. From her social media, from her phone, asleep in her bed, at parties, and ones of her when she was-- oh God, he had been there.

For everything.

"I never missed a day with you after I found you, darling," Y/N jumped and turned, her face glowing with pride. Namjoon knew she would love to see how close he was, how much he loved being with her.

She smiled at him, tears brimming. "You... you..."

Namjoon stepped close, able to smell her sweet perfume. "I know, my love. You were worth everything I had to give up. I love you enough to sacrifice my entire life."

“Y-You love me?” She asked.

“I love you more than you could imagine, Darling,” He smiled. Those deep, coffee-colored eyes took in every detail of his beloved's face. Y/N smiled up at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, stretching up to kiss him as she pulled the kitchen knife from her sleeve and stabbed the blade into his neck with all the force she could muster.

#btb: monster mash challenge #monster mash challenge 2020 #bts fanfiction #horror

[historybizarre]

Today, there are 31 teams in the NHL roster and the 2015 creation of the  National Women’s Hockey League (NWHL) brought women to the professional barn (a common nickname for the ice rink). However, it is clear from this 1927 newspaper ad that women have played hockey for at least the last 100 years! And check out those prices! Two dollars and seventy-five cents in 1927 is roughly equivalent to $41 today, which means getting onto the ice required some upfront expenses – but a decent pair of skates could have you “lighting the lamp” (scoring goals) for years. This 1933 article has tips on how to stay fashionable while hitting the ice – hockey in a skirt presents a whole new set of challenges!

#history #20th century #hockey #sports history #1930s #1920s #history newspapers

[serialcannibal]

peace ♥

peace: when was your first kiss?

my first kiss was in a roller-skate rink when I was 11 years old. there was a girl that I was talking to and we had sort of danced around each other for a long time and finally ( and I don’t even know what came over me ) I asked her if she liked me so much why didn’t she just kiss me? which had everything spinning in a kaleidoscope of colors because there I suddenly was in the girl’s bathroom kissing my middle school crush. then my very religious mother walked in maybe 1 solid minute later lmao. 

( send me pretty words !! )

#anddddd then I was forced to transfer schools after a week and a half? #booo christian parents suck #replies #anonymous #ask meme #Anonymous