#the warry stars

[martitheevans]

I think the way we know the hate for the Star Wars sequel trilogy is, mostly, based on misogyny is because you can't possibly tell me those were worse than the prequels. Look me in the eye and tell me you think The Phantom Menace is a great movie

#the yapper yaps #ok the prequels aren't completely terrible #Revenge of the sith was... good. #but like come on #they both sound like plots to fanfictions but the sequels are AO3 while the prequels are Wattpad yk #IK jj abrams kills every franchise he touches but still #the star treks he did were better than the star wars but maybe I'm biased because I'm a trekkie more than a... warry?? #what are star wars fans called #I feel like it's obvious but I'm hot I don't have to think #star wars #sw #star wars sequel trilogy #sw sequels #sw prequels #star wars prequels #star wars prequel trilogy

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

May I please have a Wally with a reader that is somehow sentient and aware with knowing they've somehow got stuck in this tv show and are heavely aware Wally has something to do with it?

So they're extra closed up about themselves, stay home a lot to avoid the puppets in overly social gathering (like they can handle two or three of them but not all at once as it's too overwhelming with happy shizzles and stuff), yet that doesn't mean they don't talk at all to them. They don't keep their mouth shut either when something's bothering them, like when they get annoyed when Wally stares too long at them and makes a comment about it or genuinely admit they dislike Home with how disturbing it seems to them.

Wally somehow doesn't mind as he's genuinely interested in them and wants to become their friend as best as possible, not for any reason with manipulation, just pure friendly business. But as the reader knows he's the main star of the show they're forced to play in, they know the camera follows him almost always, thus they avoid him like the plague which causes a cat and mouse play between you two. Wally trying to get closer to you with perhaps making paintings and gifts for you while you just casually dip out of there while somehow looking like you don't hate him.

(It would be even funnier if you somehow became the second favorite character of the show as you stand out a lot with your attitude and being the only human being there, perhaps even attracting teens to watch the show with your remarks at the puppets for a certain someone not even having a nose or eyebrows and your monotone voice singing and having no energy with dancing once you somehow get stuck in a song sequence with the others (kind of like red guy from dhmis)

Funny thing is, sadly for Wally, is that you get along well with Frank and Eddie as they're the more calm ones, Eddie still joyfull a lot, but more calmer than Julie and Howdy perhaps are.

So there's Wally, staring with the most confused and slight jealous eyes as he watches you joke around and actually smile with the duo/couple(?) while you always give him a frown that's somehow even deeper than Franks.

Sorry for the slight ramble and long explanation (I'm a fanfic writer myself), just wanted to give a summary of how I see it and wondering how you'd think this would work out.

Btw, reader doesn't hate Wally, they're just warry and uncomfortable with his stares and Home in general, and with the knowledge that's he's one of the reasons they're stuck here. They soften up to him a little eventually, like letting him hug them shortly or talking more casual with him, but no way he ever sees them entering his house.

This was so long I'm so sorry.

Anyway, have a great day/night!

Oh don't worry I think this is a great idea! I like how fleshed-out it is!

...........

You have only spent a week in the neighborhood...before realizing something was terribly, terribly wrong with the world surrounding you.

At first, this place seemed like nothing but sunshine and rainbows--full of fun, joy, color, and friendship. A place that one could only dream of living in all their life, free of worry or strife.

It felt comforting and safe, so when you started having these weird feelings that not everything was as it seemed..you figured you were just nervous about settling into a new place.

But when the folks here asked where you were from, you'd end up drawing a blank...starting to question where you really did come from. So you'd simply tell them you're just "out of town" and leave it at that, although you always sounded uncertain about it.

And there's something else that was especially peculiar: every activity the neighbors did almost always stopped at the end of the day. It seemed strange to you since there's plenty of things you could do. Like campfires or stargazing!

So one evening, you asked all of your neighbors why they rarely hung out during the night, and they had relatively normal responses: Eddie says it's tricky to deliver mail at nighttime; Howdy was too tired from working at the bugdega all day; Barnaby and Sally had to plan their next stunts, tricks, and plays; Julie and Frank wanted to get their "beauty sleep"; and Poppy needed to take care of things back at the barn.

All seemed to be perfectly reasonable answers...

Until you got to Wally.

He looked as though he was ready to respond...only to fall quiet and stare off into space, as though he was in another world. But the fact that his pupils seemed to dilate gave you the chills for some reason, and you calmly tried snapping him out of his trance.

Then he did, and quietly said something about Home "disliking" it whenever he stays out too late. And he bid you goodnight before leaving.

That exchange was the moment you realized something was very off about him beyond his staring habits. It's like he didn't know exactly what to say.

As if...it's such an unusual question for him, but normal to you.

And out of nowhere, the truth hit you like a truck:

This whole place was just one big TV show, with all of you trapped inside as the unwitting stars who were meant to follow certain "scripts" during your daily interactions.

You don't know how or why you knew that, but it became clearer when you constantly got the feeling that your movements were being watched.

You could sense eyes on you even when you were alone.

And sometimes you'd hear indistinguishable voices of adults and children alike while you slept, unable to discern whether they were merely in your dream or existed in reality. It must have been the former, considering none of the other neighbors said they heard anything.

To you, these people...these "viewers", sounded like they were in a faraway land--an unreachable place where you couldn't call out to them for answers no matter how hard you tried.

You knew nothing about them, but they knew everything about you.

Your character had become so fascinating to them from the moment you arrived in the humble neighborhood. You've actually become the second favorite almost instantly, given the uniqueness you've brought to the colorful cast as a human merely wearing an average-sized costume.

They've observed that your personality makes you relatable to young teens, attracting them to the show. Many of them got some chuckles out of your dry and semi-self aware humor (in that you'd joke about how Wally's missing his eyebrows and nose when everybody else has them). It was an immediate hit.

Even when you got pulled into some silly musical number with the rest of the gang, you just spoke in monotone and put lackluster energy into dancing when the camera panned over to you--much to the dismay of your "neighbors".

The viewers just couldn't get enough of you. They adored you.

And they can't stop watching.

You, on the other hand, weren't aware that you were so popular...and quite frankly, you didn't want to be. It terrified you.

So for a while, to protect your own sanity, you began attending less and less social events, not wanting to overwhelm yourself. You've declined invitations to Sally's and Barnaby's shows, which made you feel kinda bad..but you were just so fearful of everything at the time.

Were any of them aware of their circumstances, too?

You had no idea, and it would probably make you sound like a crazy person if you told them how you really felt.

The only other person to show any sort of "deviance" was...Wally himself.

You didn't know why, but you felt like he had something to do with the situation you're in. Especially given his odd response to you that evening and the fact that...he just apparently loved to stare so much, watching you just like the audience did.

It didn't help that whenever you talked to him or he tried approaching you, you got the chilling feeling that you were being perceived by the audience--as if somebody was holding a camera over your shoulder, wanting to capture every moment the "main character" spent with you.

You'd prefer to spend as little time in the spotlight as possible.

However, being anxious about this world didn't mean you weren't a bit mouthy towards other things you disliked. You were known for being blunt and sometimes a "realist", shrugging of whatever crocodile tears the others may give you just for the crime of being honest and true to yourself.

So yes...you'd always call out Wally if he was staring at you for a prolonged period of time, or if he tried persuading you to say hello to Home if you happened to pass by the sentient house.

Your response? Straight up "no thank you, it creeps me out and I don't like how its window-eye things are looking at me."

The audience may laugh, but it's the truth.

That building scares you.

Despite all of this, though...Wally didn't seem to bothered by it. He likened your sarcastic quips to Frank's, so that was never an issue with him. If anything, he was genuinely trying to help you feel right at home in the neighborhood, hoping to become a friend you could trust and rely on if you needed anything.

It'll just take you a bit more time to adjust, and that's alright!

Sure, maybe his stares were strange to you and Home was well...Home. He understood why those things might seem scary to a new neighbor.

But then again, that's how everybody else acted when he first met them, and now they were all good friends!

He's sure you'll fit right in and find true happiness here. So he made it his mission to befriend you without coming on too strongly, inviting you to quiet picnics and painting lessons, calling you on the phone, and even showing up at your doorstep with gifts.

He even made sure to tell his neighbors to give you space, though he was really hoping you'd stop being afraid of him the longer you spent around him alone.

But while you accepted his presents and showed up to his invites...you just couldn't let your guard down around him. You never looked happy or relaxed, and didn't stay long, usually cutting your time together short under the guise that you forgot to do something important and had to leave now.

Your latest excuse was that you forgot to "walk your fish" even though you owned no such pet. You were a terrible liar, but Wally believed you anyways.

He was a patient man, so he'll wait how ever long it took to befriend you.

...........

"Alright, Home..today I'm gonna gift [y/n] my finest work thus far! Do you think they'll like it?"

Pausing, Wally listened for the creaks of approval and squeaks of reassurances, smiling when he heard them, although Home noted something else.

"Haha..you're right. Silly me. It needs more time to dry..or else the paint will just smudge and make it a not-so-nice gift. Sorry, I'm just excited, is all.." He chuckled awkwardly.

After setting the canvas back on the easel, he wandered over to the window and peered outside, humming a small tune to himself as he rested his arms on the sill.

It took him all day and all night to paint the perfect picture of your favorite animal---which he learned about from an off-handed comment you made a few days ago. His memory was sharp, remembering all the details about the creature, and he believed you'll love what he created as a result!

Surely now you'll see that he's not all that bad. Otherwise he'd be lost on how to convince you.

However, he noticed a rather...surprising sight from across the street, one that even Home had to confirm was happening so he didn't think he was going crazy.

You were actually out and about, having a casual chat with Frank, asking how he got together with Eddie before bumping into said mailman on the sidewalk.

Wally couldn't make out what any of you three were discussing, but Eddie must have said something humorous, as it made Frank groan and hide his blushing face. And you just chuckled and shook your head, patting the latter's back sympathetically.

He felt his heart sink.

You were talking to the couple--joking around, smiling, and genuinely enjoying their company. As if you've known them all your life.

Yet anytime he's even near you in any capacity, he's met with frowns deeper than Frank's and constant excuses to get away from him. Like he was some kind of pest or scary monster.

He didn't understand what he was doing wrong.

Of course, he's happy you're getting along with some of the neighbors, no longer being so shut-in...but it hurt to know he's still stuck struggling, literally begging you to be his friend.

*creaaaak?*

"..no, Home. I'm not jealous. What gives you that idea?"

*...creeak.."

Swallowing the lump in his throat, Wally looked back at the easel, sighing. Part of him wanted to just throw the whole canvas out the window, but....he shook off the feeling, forcing a smile.

He wanted you to have it, even if you didn't like him that much.

So when he saw you finally parting ways with Eddie and Frank, he decided to head over to your house about an hour later, assuming you were gonna be there and needed to recharge from socializing.

He put on his best cardigan and made sure his hair was neat before heading out the door with the small canvas tucked under his arm, covered by a protective sheet. He wouldn't wanna spoil the surprise for you, after all..even if you anticipated it being yet another painting.

For some reason, the sky was grayer than usual today..meaning it's probably gonna rain on his parade.

But he didn't let that deter him.

After arriving to your house, he knocked three times, in a certain rhythm that you've distinctively recognized as him being at the door.

But he was surprised when you opened it right away. "Oh heya, Wally. What's up?"

"Ohh nothing much, neighbor." He chuckled. "May I..come in? I promise I won't stay long-"

"It's cool. It looks like it's gonna rain anyways. Wouldn't wanna ruin your "beautiful" hair now, huh?" With a coy smirk, you let him come inside the house, shutting the door behind you as you turned around to see what be brought you this time.

He looked shocked, almost, standing there like a fish out of water. You invited him in without hesitation...though he tried not getting his hopes up too high.

You're just trying to be polite. In a few minutes you're gonna kick him out for some silly reason.

Shifting your gaze away from his uncomfortable stare, you looked at the painting in his hands, tilting your head. "I guess that's for me.."

Nodding, Wally handed you the canvas, watching you remove the small sheet to see it was a painting of your favorite animal. Your eyes lit up, impressed by the amount of details that went into this one, before looking back up at him. "Wow, man..this is....awesome. How long did it take you?"

"Not very long!" He suddenly chirped, hands clasped together with excitement. "I just hope it fits nicely in your collection! A-Assuming....you...have one...that is..."

Bit by bit, his words began to fall flat with uncertainty, before he completely dropped the act, shoulders slumped.

Why did he bother trying anymore? What was the point?

You noticed his odd mood shift. "Wally? What's wrong?"

"..nothing, neighbor.." Sighing, he hung his head low, a cloud of doom and gloom manifesting over him as he shuffled towards the door. He felt like going back to Home and curling up in a corner somewhere. "I'll...see you later-"

"Wait."

"...hm?"

He stopped and looked over his shoulder, still feeling quite depressed but willing to listen to whatever you wanted to say.

You set the painting on a nearby table, approaching him with your heart constrained with guilt. "Look, Wally..I know you think I hate you or something, but...that's not true."

"It...isn't?" He blinked.

"I'm sorry if I gave you that impression. There's just been...a lot of my mind lately. Things I can't really talk about just yet..I-I don't know. It's hard to explain. But the point is...I really do wanna be your friend. I guess I'm just...a very "guarded" person if that makes sense."

Although Wally was staring at you yet again, you didn't break eye contact, wanting him to know you're being genuine here. "I don't open up easy, but I know you've...helped me a lot, and I appreciate that. I do keep your paintings and I do feel bad for being a jerk to you sometimes. So...think you can forgive me? I'll even allow this if you want."

When he saw you open your arms up to him, he was frozen for a few long moments, astonishment written all over his face.

He just...didn't know what to say. Not only did you actually like his company, but....

He was allowed to hug you??

"..c'mon, pal. My arms are kinda getting tired." You awkwardly smiled, although you blinked as he suddenly latched onto you, letting out a few sniffles.

He wanted to sob so badly, but knew that wouldn't be very "neighborly" of him.

Yet you heard how he sounded, and felt guilty for treating him as some bad guy...when really he didn't seem malicious at all. You wanted to believe he had good intentions.

Whether or not he also knew the truth behind this place...that didn't matter right now.

He just wanted to be your friend.

You'll never be happy if you kept being so afraid of him all the time. That wasn't any life to live, even if you're unsure of whether this was your only life or not.

But you let him hug you anyways, patting his back.

"Th-This is very nice of you, neighbor. I forgive you." He mumbled, cheek squished against your shoulder as he clung to you tightly, never wanting to let go-

"Thanks......okay, you can let go now."

"..o-oh! Right, sorry." Reluctantly, Wally let you go, rubbing his eyes before dusting off his cardigan, breathing a sigh of relief. "Whew! I'm glad we're on better terms now. But...if I may ask..what changed?"

"Ah, well..I was talking with Frank and Eddie earlier..and I asked them about you."

"Huh....?" He pointed to himself, raising an invisible eyebrow. "Me..?"

"Yeah. Since they're more chill than most of the people here, I feel like I can be myself around them." You explained. "Howdy and Julie are kinda too loud for me, so...yeah. Those guys pushed me to reach out to you and try to make this friendship work...instead of the other way around."

'So...that's what they were talking about..' He realized, though he beamed anyways, happy you took their advice.

"Well that's great! I think we'll become great friends, [y/n]!" Smiling, he offered his hand to you, and you shook it as a way of saying you're both willing to start over.

"I..think so, too, Wally." You smiled back, feeling this huge weight being lifted off your shoulders.

"So...do you wanna come visit Home when the weather clears?"

"...I'll pass. But I'll wave to 'em from afar if that's okay."

"It's fine by me, neighbor."

#clanask #welcome home x reader #wally darling #wally darling x reader #platonic

[pedropascal24-7]

Protect Bella at all costs. I’m so glad Bella has someone like Pedro as her co-star and friend. Someone to be caring, supportive, comforting, and open with.

#bella ramsey #pedro pascal #gq magazine #interview

[lizaluvsthis]

Yes we have... SHORT FICS FOR THE ART'S CONTEXT!

(More yumyum foods)

First art after I vanished!

"Breathe deep..."

Three sunk himself deeper from the bed until...

He woke up to see that he was floating in deep abyss of the water. He wondered how he got here.

He was in a dream. He felt aware about what it felt like... the water flowing his hair upwards, three remained silent. With no urge on what to do or whatsoever...

The water blocking his hearing. No sounds played.

He closed his eyes, tried relaxing his mind and body. Breathing... exhaling... bubbled formed...

"Breathe deep and remember..."

Remember... remember... re... remember what exactly..?

What was he supposed to remember? What was his purpose for doing this so?

Loosening himself off the heavy things...

Taking a bit of a break from everything hard...

"You're okay..."

"You're gonna be okay..."

"You're always okay."

"I am not okay..."

He told himself he was fine, he'd always been fine. Why else wouldn't he be?

What is this gentle and caring emotion that has been giving him? When did he get too comfortable?

Letting all of his negative emotions surpass the blue calming water.

Allowing himself to drift from deep blue..

"If you can't handle your own emotions, just set it all free!"

Keep calm and carry on...

2nd art (repost because why not?

"Close my Eyes"

In reality I forgot to put context so pardon.

Washing Mashine Heart by mitski

Three felt like he wanted to pluck both of his own eyes... wanting to hold the tears... wanting to forget about the things he did...

Fear of everything that he'll lose one day...

Right after what happened...with the castle...

"We're friends!"

...

Its hard to lose him again...

He wondered how did he get too close from him? How he admired the touch of friendship he now has forming with him... he wondered why it even matter to him...

Hence, that he wished from a shooting star. To forget what he had all saw... with everything... so many things... that he didn't want to see again...

Pluck it out.

"Keep those eyes to yourself..."

Blue said. "How are you supposed to see what life gives when everything you've been seeing with your own eyes, meant so much to you...?"

He never spoke, still remained silent. Three closed both of his eyes in a warry night of cold and black.

Smg4 placed both hands in Three's eyes.

"Now open your eyes... what do you see...?"

SMG3 opened his eyes, pitch black is seen around his view. No gap of light from Four's bare hands were shown, just him, and the sight of nothingness...

"Black, I see pitch black..." Three responds, trying to ignore how both of Four's hands are carefully covering his eyes. But he could feel that his hand was cold, a little rough coming from his scars that recovered during the incident.

"Now try to imagine... in a world filled with life. How would you describe your own?"

...

..

.

At this point, the man in purple started to cry. He couldn't handle it. The burden pain that had been ripping his heart, felt like he wanted to tear his skin.

Tried holding his tears, holding it all, keeping everything together.

Bottling it all up...

It wasn't enough...

He wasn't... enough...

For someone... in particular...

He was weak, he made himself weak.

He held both of Four's wrist, the scars from his hands. Now same with his partner's.

He felt like he would melt in any second, not just because of what he'd realize behind what he had been shown.

It was all because of Four as well.

He felt like his insides were stabbing itself, not daring to say a word of another. But wanting to... yet he can't...

Everything felt worthless...

He tried to muster up a word... say something.... anything at all...

It was crushing him deep inside, he just couldn't do it...

Something getting stuck from his throat, strangling his neck even tho nothing physical .

But why couldn't he...?

"Empty... am I right?"

He wasn't wrong. His whole world was nothing, he was nothing, everything from his life used to be filled with chaos and hate. It was black. Well- used to be...

Now everything... at his current... now had filled him with life, the meaning, the shine that brightens up from the gaps beyond the trees whenever he goes out of his cafe.

Taking himself for a walk and happens to see nature.. so peacefully here... so calm... so...

Quiet..

He wonders how Four could even do it... how he could explain everything about it than just using words. How this felt so simple for him to do.

Now there was Four. From his point of view, he saw his ex rival casually hanging around with his close friend Mario while him...

Standing behind the tall trees, sharing a peek with his red eyes. To witness an eye catching wonder of smg4 laughing, a sweet and adoring laugh.

Made the full view of orange turning to blue, his color.

It was beautiful... it made him feel things that mostly have been felt whenever he saw him happy.

He wish that he had that too...

Why... not... me...?

#lizaluv #smg4 #smg34 #smg3 #smg4 smg3 #my art #two arts were both my vent arts.

[lazytitans-world]

Wish re watch thoughts

Having not watched Wish since it came out in theaters in November of 2023 and going down the rabbit hole of abandoned concepts and re-writes in the months leading up to Wish dropping on Disney+ I can now give Wish a re watch and share my thoughts on it. Now keep in mind I am coming at this movie from many angles. On one hand, I want to watch this with a new frame of mind to give it a chance to see if any of my thoughts on the movie have changed. On the other side is my inner "WE COULD HAVE HAD A STARBOY!" fandom side of me looking to see if any of the scrapped concepts could have worked in the movie we got and to see if any traces of those concepts were left behind. But no more waitng, no more writing fanfics, its time to re-watch Wish

• Starting off with the classic story book opening I felt was a great touch as it harkens back to classic Disney animated movies like Snow White, Pinnochio and Sword in the Stone.

• So why was Asha being so secretive to her family about her interview for Magnifico's apprenticeship? That feels like something major to tell your family. Even Asha's friends know about it. It could be Asha wanted to surprise them, I guess.

• Hot take: Welcome to Rosas is not that bad of a song, it's got a catchy beat and introduces us to the kingdom, Magnifico, and the wishes.

• The scene where Asha and her friends discuss her interview does have Asha doing typical "quirky Disney girl" behavior but at the same time she is a teen about to have an interview for what may be one of the most sought-after jobs in the kingdom, I'd be acting weird to if I was her age and in her position.

• We get some hints of Magnifico's jerk personality as he somewhat dismisses Asha's drawings when she shows it to him. The line is "Do we call that a talent?"

• Magnifico mentioning how he knew of Asha's father and how her dad talked about the stars is an interesting given how everything turns out but for one, this is NEVER BROUGHT UP AGAIN and two, this feels like a leftover of one of the deleted scenes from Wish where Magnifico wanted to harness a stars power but was never powerful enough to do so.

• Oh "At All Costs", how you sparked a fandom when you had no intention of doing so.

• In context of the movie, At All Costs does work as it shows that Magnifico's and Asha's feelings on the wishes. Magnifico holding on too his past trauma and feeling that HE and only HE can protect these sacred things while Asha is more drawn to the person AND their wishes, notably her Saba's wish.

• Opinion time: If we were to have Starboy and a romance, the demo version of At All Costs should have been a reprise, just with the word love instead of promise, showing how Star and Asha's relationship has grown and deepened. It would be a lot like "I See the Light" from Tangled, taking place before the climax.

• It makes a little sense why Magnifico rejected Asha's application since after singing "At All Costs" he sees her drawn to the Wishes and some even being drawn to her as the wish orbs now have a purple hew instead of blue hew like the color of Magnifico's cape to them to match Asha's dress. Magnifico has worries that someone will use the power for personal, and in his mind "selfish" reasons, plus his trauma from his village being destroyed makes him warry of who to trust.

• So what happens to a person's wish if they die? Does it just disappear?

• So that whole opinion of "Asha wants Magnifico to grant everyone's wish" WRONG! Asha wants Magnifico to give wishes back to those who have given theirs away long ago and let the people pursue their own wishes.

• Magnifico's tease that he might grant Sabino's wish is petty and I like it as he starts by saying a name starting with Sa before saying another person's name. That is petty stuff right there.

•If you are aware of the original concept art and the many changes Wish went through during production, it is obvious that Amaya, Star and Sabino got their characters changed, and in the case of some, completely neutered.

• I like Ariana Deboise and Chris Pine as Asha and Magnifico respectively.

• "This Wish" is ok and is mostly carried by Araina's strong vocal range.

• Star's arrival has where my inner fandom is screaming "honey get ready, you've got a big storm coming"

• "Can light be loving?" according to the many re-writes I've read, yes Asha, yes it can.

• Opinion time, again: I am in favor of the Starboy design seen in the concept art. Letting you know now since from this point on is about Star.

• I can totally see the human design of Star working in the introduction they have with Asha.

• I get why the creative team wanted Star to look that way, they wanted to do something different and that design screams "marketable plush"

• Once Valentino started talking and we go into "You're a Star", it all came back to me, that bad feeling. THIS IS WHAT I DID NOT LIKE ABOUT WISH. This part feels specifically aimed at children or at most feels too "cutesy". This, in my opinion, where people turned on Wish.

• Getting back to the Star Boy design, "You're a Star" could have worked as a way of Star showing off their powers, as well as them crushing on Asha. "You know you're a work of art" - Imagine Star Boy blushing as that is being said while looking at Asha, this writes itself.

• Look, I like Alan Tudyk, he can be funny if given witty and sarcastic dialogue and I know he has been a fixture in Disney movies for a while, but they gave him nothing to work with for this. This is not an obligation, more like a reward gone wrong. I am glad that Alan got a more prominent role, but I just thought it should have been something better.

• Another major criticism I've seen is that Magnifico's down fall is just him being controlled by a book when really it is more complicated than that. I akin it to Anakin Skywalker falling to the dark side as in it's not just the teachings that cause someone to go down the path of darkness, it's the feelings and desires of the one learning. Magnifico, at the point of the movie is paranoid and afraid that someone or something is here to take away his powers, threaten his power status, and destroy his kingdom that he works hard to protect in his own way. So it is not just the book doing it but the powers of the book mixed with his own fear, anger, trauma and other negative emotions that cause him to fall to darkness. Hate leads to anger, anger leads to

fear, fear leads to suffering.

•I totally forgot the Simon actually sees and interacts with Star before his betrayal. Star hands him a heart after he says he has forgotten what we wished for and when I first saw this I thought it meant that he had a crush on someone, maybe Asha but after seeing the movie it was just Star trying to be nice to Simon. Which in turn makes Simon's turn even more strange.

•I understand why people would think Asha was selfish in going for her family's wishes first when freeing them but my head cannon is that freeing all of them at once would be too big of scene and she wants to prove to Sabino that his wish is worth granting. However, Magnifico would notice that some wishes are missing and would put two and two together so this plan was not thought out to much but hey she is only 18 and she just met a magic star that can help her so I think her thinking clearly is not to much of an issue.

• "This is Thanks I Get" starts off odd as no one brought up the mirror thing in the scene where the citizens question Magnifico. But the song itself is to show that though Magnifico shows that he cares about the citizens of Rosas and their safety, he would rather have someone else help them then get involved himself and still wanting praise even though he does not really do much for the kingdom outside of granting wishes. The song also is to show that Magnifico is now going down the path of darkness due to his own insecurities and ego. Chris Pine does a great job with the song as he becomes more unhinged in every chorus.

• THERE IS NO SCENE WHERE SAKINA AND SABINO MEET STAR AND TALKING VALENTINO WTH!!! It jumps right to Asha giving Sabino his wish back, no lead in or setup.

•Then we go right to Magnifico breaking into Asha's house after being told she brought down the star. Again, there was no setup or lead in, it just happened.

•We don't even get to see Asha's mom's wish before Magnifico crushes it. It would have added more to the emotion of the scene to see what her wish was just as Magnifico destroyed it. This also shown to be the first time Magnifico has ever destroyed a wish. I chalk this up to his new powers influencing him to destroy it.

• Sabino mentions as they escape that Asha's father would be disheartened to see what Magnifico has done, implying that the father was a believer of Magnifico.

• Star holding Asha's chin as she blames herself for everything again makes me yearn for the Star Boy design.

• Magnifico having a hidden evil lair beneath his royal study is symbolism 101 but nice to see.

• Fun detail: When Magnifico grants Simon's wish, he uses the spear he made from forbidden magic and that in turns corrupts Simon's wish and thus Simon himself. We see instead of the usual blue, pink or other colors used to represent Magnifico's magic its is now the green evil magic, symbolizing that Simon's wish, though granted, is now corrupted as well.

• Simon turning on his friends is shown more as an effect of the forbidden magic Magnifico used.

• How do you have a wanted poster of Asha and not make a "they got my nose wrong" joke from Tangled.

• "My butt found it" - see this is why a lot of people thought this movie was written by AI.

•"Introverts need sanctuary too" - Hell yeah Bazeema

•"What I Know Now" is another decent song as I am a sucker for drum breaks and enjoy the revolutionary feel behind it.

• Apparently, to avoid corruption by the book of forbidden magic you have to wash your hands with obsidian oil before using the book. So to avoiding evil basically comes down to washing your hands, gee you think this movie was made during a pandemic or something. Overall, pretty lame way to defeat evil.

•The rule is "embrace forbidden magic once and you commit to it for eternity". I find it hard to believe that no one has tried to save someone corrupted by this forbidden magic before this.

• I notice that the more obvious Disney call backs happen at the last third of the movie. Before it was subtle but now it is super obvious.

• If we were not going to get a reprise of "At All Costs" then "This Wish" would make sense as it shows the kingdom getting behind Asha and standing up to Magnifico themselves. It is a decent song for what it needs to be.

•Again, I can't help thinking about Star's human design as they are sucked into Magnifico's staff. Imagine them taking one last glance at Asha before being sucked in to the staff, some good romantic build there.

• Simon's betrayal came down to him wanting to feel whole again after giving up his wish and essentially making a deal with the devil to make that happen. I get that people saw him differently and he would want to change that but how he acted with Asha and the others before Magnifico told the kingdom about the light and its apparent danger still made his turn feel off, we needed to see Simon struggle with how he feels and how others see him for it to make sense.

•So Star did not go back to the sky at the end, which does leave the door open for other adventures with Asha and others. Maybe star could turn human at the end (LOOK LET ME DREAM!)

Overall my thoughts on Wish have not really changed since I first viewed it. The movie is passable, a 6 or seven out of 10, a C+ to B grade. The animation is good, the story is fine and the characters do not bother me too much.

But for a movie that is supposed to represent 100 years of Disney animation, one of the most influential studios of all time, it is not wrong to say that we should have gotten more. This movie is missing one thing, that special sauce to put it over the top. It could've been a romance with a human looking Star, it could have been Amaya and Magnifico being a villainous couple, it could have been anything. Wish just needed that extra something to push past some of the pacing and story beats that drag it down such as the bad jokes and odd pacing. Maybe a better relationship between Asha and Star would be glue that held the movie together as most previous Disney film always had that main duo that kept you interested but Asha and this version of Star just don't click like a Moana and Maui or Anna and Elsa did.

I would give it a recommendation now that it is on streaming for an affordable price plus it does come with the deleted scenes and bonus materials. It's also clear to see that the team behind it was passionate about making this the best it could be and I applaud the team for that idea. I know others are going after them for not going through with certain concepts, but I think they did an okay job with what they had.

So yes I like Wish, it's not my favorite Disney movie but it's one I would not mind watching again and understand if it's someone's favorite. Hopefully the initial negativity towards the movie dies down and people actually give it a chance.

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𝘎𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦? Part 1! // 2°

ꜱʏɴᴏᴘꜱɪꜱ; How they ask you out + where your first date would be!

ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀɪɴɢ; Karasu Tabito. Shidou Ryusei. Itoshi Rin.

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ; 0.9k

TAGS; fluffff. kissing. hand holding.

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+(proplayers)!

KARASU TABITO

He had everything planned, from the way he would walk up to you to the tone of his voice when he asks you out, up till the date he had planned for you. So first he will meet you, like the both of you usually did on weekends. Then he'll do a bit of small talk, leading up to some jokes, and then he'll shoot his shot. Easy.

"Didn't you say you have a date today? What happened to that?" A sly smirk adored his features, causing you to roll your eyes sarcastically. "Still do. And you know who?-" You seated yourself closer to him, smirk plastered on your face. "Is it me?"

The both of you usually flirted with each other in a joking manner but this? No, he couldn't do that right now. His change in demeanor made you warry, guilty about your statement. But before you could withdraw your words, he quickly answered. "Yes you. So, are you down?" It was your turn to be flustered, realizing that he really meant those words. "Alright. But you gotta'-" "Take you out? That's what I planned to do."

.・゜゜・

You were quite impressed by his choice. It was kind of classy and cliché, but, you liked it. "It's the best town." You chuckled at his words. He is clearly trying to impress you. "I know. A bit kitschy, but I like it."

As the both of you went out of the restaurant after the nice meal you had, he is momentarily looking at you before averting his gaze, lightly biting his bottom lip. You noticed his behavior, quick to question him about it with a teasing undertone. “Oh it’s nothing. I was just wondering what I get after this bomb date.”

“Oh? So what did you have in mind?” He was quick to answer your question, “Well maybeee a-“ but before he could continue, you shut him up with a light peak to his lips, leaving him completely dumbfounded, the confident mask now crumbling as he wordlessly starred right ahead. “-kiss.”

SHIDOU RYUSEI

This man did not know how to ask, and did actually not plan to. In his mind, it was actually pretty obvious that the both of you were dating, and you must think so too. Right?

Shit, you don't. Wellll then he needs to roll up his sleeves and properly ask you out because, yo. He wants you! So what's the best way to do so? Exactly, straight up bluntly ask you!

you both were out in town just hanging around as you noticed Shidou intensely looking at you with his brows furrowing and eyes slitting in concentration. He seemed to be in deep thought. "What's up Ryusei?"

"Let's date." You were a bit taken aback, but chuckled at his bluntness and actually agreed. He was jumping and screaming out of joy, trying his best contain the desire to just kiss you on the spot.

.・゜゜・

The date he invited you to was improvised because he literally grabbed your hand after you agreed and pulled you after him, strolling through the city until he saw an amusement park, light in his eyes turning bright. "Bingo!"

It was an eventful and also really humorous date, which ended with Shidou turning slightly red when you gave him a peak on his cheek. He pouted and pointed at his lips, begging for you to kiss him on there- to no avail. “Shut up, and maybe you’ll get one next time.”

His eyes lit up at that. “Wait, really?” His words caused a smile to creep up your face, turning on your heels to head off home. “We’ll see.”

He looked after you with love struck eyes, causing passerby’s to chuckle at him, to which he didn’t spare a single mind to.

Being honest, he couldn't complain. A cheek kiss will do too. For today, that is. And as you said, maybe he'll get his kiss on your next date.

ITOSHI RIN

The only possible idea that came to his mind was asking you over the phone. It would be simple, and he could be more confident, and it wouldn't be as awkward as in person. Oh, boy was he wrong.

The long silence caused him to grow anxious and he slowly but surely regretted his decision. "Y/N? I'm sorry I just babbled nonsense-"

"Nonono, Rin. I'm just- I would love to, really." It was now him who grew silent, trying to process what you just said. "Rin? I-If you changed your mind it's-" His eyes grew wide at your words, voice quickly raising, causing you to slightly flinch away from the phone with a chuckle. "No! No, I'm just - happy. That's all."

.・゜゜・

He wanted this to be perfect, it's the first date and also your first impression of him too. He had to pick a place that wouldn't be too awkward, maybe somewhere the both of you already went to as friends.

"The new horror movie? Oh my god, Rin. I wanted to watch this forever!" A small smile creeped up his lips as he saw your reaction as the both of you stood before the cinema, relieved that you liked his idea.

As the both of you watched the movie, his eyes sometimes flickered to you, wanting to do something, but not sure of how to do so. His fingers tried to sneak to yours, but quickly inched back, adjusting in his seat so you wouldn't notice his intention.

But your attention was now fixated on him, noticing how his hand was kind of awkwardly sitting on your side of the armrest. Your light chuckle made him turn into your direction, a tint of red soon adoring his cheeks as he felt your hand slowly taking his, fingers intertwining.

There's no way he'll let go of your hand during this movie. Or even afterwards.

©︎𝐊-𝐀𝐙𝐔𝐒. all rights reserved. Do NOT plagiarize, copy, modify, republish, or translate my work in any way!

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[hoodharlow]

Happy Birthday Moviestar

AN sorry this took long lol. i was gonna so something about the vmas and met gala but decided against it hope you enjoy <333

Requested? No

Warnings SMUTTT, angst (neelam says some things she should have) but overall cute shit bc it’s miriam’s birthday 

Word Count 6.7k words

“Now I get why you didn't want to sit in my box seats.” Kendall Jenner told Miriam, noticing Jack sitting courtside next to Urban and Zack Bia with his team behind him. 

"I don't like box seats in general." She shrugged. 

Kendall gave her a knowing look and guided them to the section directly across from Jack's seats. 

They were in Phoenix for the Suns and Warriors game. Miriam hitched a ride with Kendall from New York. She's been there for a little over a month filming another movie. She starred alongside Evan Mock and Isabela Gomez. It's a book adaptation to 'Placebo Junkies' and about a highschool dropout who lives in a rundown apartment with her boyfriend (played by Evan Mock) and her best friend (played by Isabela Gomez). Evan Mock's character has a terminal illness and Miriam's character starts doing medical trials to save up some money so they can take a trip. Throughout the film it showed the desperation Miriam's character goes through to make money after her best friend passes away and what can happen when drug trials are taken to extremes. What Miriam is most excited about is the ending because her character is an unreliable narrator, and it leaves the ending left to interpretation.

She got the role back in September, when she was getting ready for the Met Gala, Jeremy O. Harris was also getting dressed by Tommy Hilfiger, like her and Jack, and brought up the movie role. Jeremy is one of the producers for 'Placebo Junkies'. He claimed that it was ‘perfect for her’ because he read the script for ‘The Lies We Vow To' ,her movie with Oscar Isaac, and drew similarities between the characters. Filming for the movie started in early October and set to end in mid December. Though right they're taking a week long break since Isabela Gomez is promoting one of her projects and Evan Mock is gearing up for the second half of Gossip Girl. Coincidentally, Miriam's birthday is in the same week and Jack invited her to spend the week with him while he toured. He offered to fly her out first class, but she had already asked Kendall if she could fly with her. 

She hadn't seen him in forever. After Lollapalooza Chicago, she went to New York to work on her Met Gala look with Tommy Hilfiger and Soni, Danny and Claudia's mom. They briefly reunited in London but they couldn't spend as much time as they liked because Jack was busy doing shows and interviews, but they were lucky to sit at the same table at the GQ awards dinner. She went because she was her dad's plus one. Mateo was awarded some type of athletic lifetime achievement award for his time at Chelsea. Soon after that, Jack began his US tour and she was working for fashion month. 

Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out of her back pocket. It was a message from Jack. Miriam read it and rolled her eyes at his corny message about how he's rethinking his career choices because she looks good in a basketball jersey. She didn't even try to make her outfit look cute. She wore some high waisted boyfriend jeans and his black hoodie with a Warriors jersey over it. Kendall Jenner was dressed the same, except she wore her boyfriend's jersey. 

Miriam looked across the court to him. She smirked seeing him sitting with his legs open. She typed out how yearned to drop to her knees and suck him right then and there, not caring that seventeen thousand people saw her. She watched him pull out his phone and read her message. He squirmed in his seat and subtly adjusted his pants. He met her gaze and discreetly flipped her off while he fixed his jacket. 

Not long after warm-ups started. Miriam and Kendall took several pictures, posting them to their respective social media accounts. At some point Juan Toscano, number 95 from the Warriors, came by with Jordan to say hi to Miriam when Kendall went to go greet Devin. Jordan left to finish, leaving Miriam and Juan to catch up. 

From across the court Jack took notice of how Miriam was laughing a little too hard at whatever Juan was telling her. 

"Aw, she's wearing his jersey. They make such a cute couple." said Charlotte, one of Neelam’s influencer friends that was close to Jack's age. 

Charlotte and Jack had a very brief fling a few years back. He met her in Birmingham at one of his shows. She was tall and blonde, nothing too interesting to keep him around. She became some sort of southern Belle influencer and according to Neelam, she grew a decent sized following a few months ago. Jack wanted nothing to do with Charlotte after they ended things but she managed to stay friends with Neelam and would sometimes get flown out to hang out with her. 

"They're not a couple." Jack said curtly, squeezing his paper cup as Juan and Miriam shared a hug. 

"I don't know, that looks like a couple to me," Charlotte said in a sing-song voice. She reached forward to rub Jack's arm and leaned in, "what are we doing after the game, handsome?"

Thankfully the game started and Jack could just pretend he didn't hear her. But that didn't stop her from trying to get his attention. Every few minutes, she'd try to touch his arm. It got to the point that Jack had to ask Urban to switch seats with him. At half-time, the Suns' mascot went up to him and gave him a personalized jersey for the shout out he gave them in the 'What's Poppin' remix. By the time the third quarter started, Jack's social battery drained and he wanted to go back to his hotel room.

He pulled out his phone to text Miriam just as she sent him a text that she was leaving the game early. He replied back that she should wait for him because he was planning on leaving as well but he head to check in with Neelam and Chris. 

"Hey, I'm heading back to the hotel with Miriam." He told Chris in a hushed tone. 

"Okay, text me when you get to the hotel." He said. 

"You can't just leave. The game isn't over." Neelam whisper-yelled. 

"It's just a basketball game." Chris reassured her.

"Whatever." She mumbled, crossing her arms.

"Jack, where are you going?" Charlotte asked him.

"I'm leaving." He said bluntly. 

"Can I go with you?" She quickly gathered her things.

"No." He said, looking over to Urban with a 'you seeing this shit?' look. 

He grabbed his things and shook hands with Urban and Zack. He nodded at Chris and was on his way. He spotted Miriam and Beto casually waiting for the valet to pull up with their rental. 

"Hey," he said, letting her know he was there.

"Hi." She grinned. 

Jack ached to touch her, to have his arms around her, but he couldn't. When they established that they're a couple they agreed to be private. It wasn't anyone's business either way. Their close friends and family knew, along with Jack's team because they wouldn't be able to hide it from them. Other than that nobody else knew. To the general public they were just really close friends that saw each other at a lot of events. 

Though Miriam accidentally let her followers know she wasn't single when she posted a selfie of her with Daisy jumping over her to her Instagram stories. Her caption was 'when your dog hears your man's voice and wants to join your facetime.' She had called him panicking and apologized. He reassured her that it was okay. He gave her his consent that she can talk about him as long as she doesn't mention him by name or post anything that can be traced back to him because he knew how his fans could get. Even before they got together, some of them didn’t like that they were friends while some claimed that they're not real friends and only hang out for PR reasons.

The valet approached them and handed the keys to the rental to Beto. He stood back to make sure there weren't any paps as Jack guided Miriam inside the SUV. 

Once inside the confines of the car, Jack pulled Miriam into a chaste kiss. 

"I fucking missed you." He said, pressing their foreheads together.

"Really? Because from the looks of it you and blondie looked rather comfortable. Are you going to dedicate a verse from my song to her too?" She asked him in a playful tone, referring to the Chicken Shop Date video.

"For the millionth time, it was edited." He groaned.

When he filmed the Chicken Shop Date video, he was asked what the most romantic lyric he wrote was and he recited a verse from the song he wrote for Miriam a few months back. But the video editors cut it so it looked like he made up the verse off the top of his head for the host. Miriam was a bit annoyed with him when she saw the video because she thought the song was just between them. But Jack reassured her that the song was between them. Though he did plan to have that part of her song in another song about her. 

"I know I just like teasing." Miriam giggled. 

The car ride back to the hotel was quick. Jack handed her a copy of his key while her and Beto checked in. Chris was able to book a room for her and Beto in the same one they were staying at. Will she be sleeping in it? No, the night was still young and her and Jack had several weeks to catch up with each other. 

Jack went ahead of her and quickly picked up the things he had laying on the ground. He fixed up the bed and fluffed up the pillows. A few minutes later the card reader pinged, opening the door and revealing Miriam. 

She closed the door and ran to him, wrapping her legs around his waist. Jack bounced her bit, adjusting her legs so she wouldn't slip off him. They kissed as he carried them to the cloud gray arm chair. They pulled away, removing their sweaters and shirts. Miriam stayed in her lace and silk balconette bra while Jack stayed shirtless. 

“Did this come with a matching thong?” Jack asked, toying with a strap.

“No, but I got matching cheeky panties.” Miriam shrugged. 

“You always gotta make your smartass comments.” he mumbled.

“Isn’t that why you like me?” she smiled sweetly.

“No, it’s because of this ass.” 

Jack pushed her up so that his hands were on her ass. With both hands, he kneaded her ass and then pressed her down on the growing tent of his pants. Miriam held his face as she leaned down to kiss his lips. They moaned into each other's mouths as Jack kept moving Miriam’s hips on him. He held them in place and pushed his hips up for a different sensation. After what felt like an eternity, he finally let them go and wrapped his arms around her waist as they continued their makeout session.

Kissing Jack was addicting and it didn’t help that he’s good at it. Miriam has known all that since their shared kiss back at his birthday kickback. One kiss made her want to have a million more. And having him all to herself like this, she couldn’t help but be greedy and only want to kiss him. Though that didn’t mean she didn't ache to have him fill her up. 

“This is embarrassing.'' Jack panted, finally breaking their kiss.

“What?” Miriam asked before kissing down his jaw.

“I’m about to bust,” he groaned. 

“Bust what?” she scrunched her face in confusion.

“What do you think, smartass?” he deadpanned gesturing to his crotch.

“Oh,” she giggled. Miriam got off his lap and kneeled on the rug. With her hands, she opened his legs a bit so she could fit properly in between them. She sat on her knees and gathered her hair into a ponytail. "You know I wasn't kidding when I said I would have let all those people see me just so I can have you in my mouth."

"Is that so?" 

"Mhm," she hummed as stood up. 

She gave him his back as she slowly pulled down her jeans. She adjusted her panties, pulling them up her hips to accentuate her ass more, and got back down on her knees. She reached forward and undid Jack's pants. He lifted his hips allowing her to pull them down along with his boxer-briefs. She grabbed them and tossed them aside. 

"Damn, you weren't kidding when you said that you were about to bust." Miriam noted as she reached for his cock. 

"I told– fuck, Miriam." Jack cursed when he felt her tongue circle around his tip. 

She spit on it and slowly jerked him off with both hands. She slipped him as far as she could take him. He let out an incoherent sound until she reached the back of her throat. She did it a few more times, egging him on. She pulled away, with a trail of saliva spilling from the corner of her mouth, and kissed down his length. 

Jack sat back in amazement watching her slip him back in her mouth. Miriam always left him in awe. She presented herself with such grace and elegance. It was hard to believe that she was the same girl that was giving him the sloppiest head he's ever received. It turned him on more that only he had the privilege to see this side of her. That she was his lil secret and her was hers.

"Jack," she called to him in a soft voice.

"Yes?" He asked, quirking an eyebrow at her. 

He knew that tone all too well. It was the one she used when she wanted to get her way with something because she knew he was going to say no when she'd ask him for something. 

"Can you please fuck my face?" She leaned her head on his thigh and gently rubbed the other one. She met his gaze with a pout. "Please."

"You always gotta get your damn way, huh." He mumbled, shaking his head.

Jack moved to the edge of the armchair and spread his legs more. He bent down and pulled her up her neck, claiming her lips with his. He let go of her neck and gathered her curls with one of his hands while Miriam unclasped her bra flinging it behind them. She got on all fours, finding it more comfortable for her get her face fucked than kneeling. 

"Ready?" He asked her.

"Yes." She nodded eagerly. 

"If it's too much–"

"I'll squeeze your wrist three times, I know." She cut him off, rolling her eyes in annoyance. "We've been over it hundreds of times."

"I'mma about to fuck that snarky attitude of yours."

"Please do." She smiled sweetly.

Jack didn't bother to give Miriam a response. He tightened the grip around her hair and guided his cock back in her mouth. They moaned in unison. He slowly bobbed her head up and down his length, getting used to her mouth. She took him a little deeper each time. He still wasn't a fan of deep throat but lucky for him, Miriam knew what she was doing and didn't take him with such brute force. Several minutes passed and Jack began to thrust his hips up as he held Miriam's head in place. 

In front of them was a full length mirror mounted on the wall. Jack noticed one of Miriam's hands rubbing herself over her soaked through panties. He loosened his grip around her hair. 

"Take them off." He motioned to her panties. "I wanna see you play with your pussy while I fuck your pretty mouth."

Miriam nodded. She rolled over and yanked them off, getting back into the position she was previously in. She opened up her legs more so that Jack could get a better of her. She opened her mouth to him, letting him know they can continue where they left off. She whimpered in pleasure as he slid in her mouth once more. 

Jack's grunts filled the suite, egging Miriam on as she rubbed her clit. She was pleasantly overwhelmed, but she needed more. So she inserted her ring and middle fingers inside of herself. She thrusted her fingers at the same pace Jack fucked her mouth. A hard smack on her ass, caught her off guard and brought her to her climax. 

Jack pulled her away from him, allowing her to fully come. She rested her head on the inside of his thigh. Her moans were raspy, almost inaudible. She pulled her fingers out and offered them to Jack. He gladly took them and licked them clean. He brushed back some of her curls, making her sigh contently. 

"We can stop here." Jack said. 

Miriam shook her head. "You haven't come yet which is why we're doing this in the first place." 

"I don't want you to think you're obligated just because you came, Miriam."

"I don't feel obligated to go down on you. I genuinely like sucking your dick. If I didn't, I wouldn't be down here getting rugburns on my knees."

"Are you sure?" 

"I'm a hundred percent positive."

"Alright, you can do your thing."

"Yay!" She clapped happily.

Miriam’s eyes never left Jack’s as she took him back in her mouth. His stomach began to contract after a few bobs, letting her know that he was close. Slowly, she pulled him out of her mouth until only his tip rested on her tongue. She widened her eyes, making her look more innocent as she stroked him. 

"Fuck Miriam, let me come on that pretty face." He murmured.

She nodded and sucked his tip one last time before jerking him off. She closed her eyes, not wanting to get Jack's release on her eye like last time. She felt warm streaks land on her cheek, sliding down her neck while Jack repeated her name as he came. 

Miriam sat back on her knees once Jack's climax ceased. She was a sight for sore eyes. Mascara ran down her flushed cheeks. Her lips were plump, swollen from them meeting the base of his cock every time he shoved her head down as he thrusted his hips up. Her hair clung to her neck thanks to Jack's release and her sweat. 

"You okay?" Jack asked her, noticing her zoned out state.

"Yeah," Miriam nodded. She got up and sat on his lap. "Thank you, for doing all that. You didn't have to, I know you don't like head like that." 

"I know. Like you said, if I really didn't want to, I wouldn't have let you go down on me." He said, wrapping his arms around her. 

Miriam nodded in agreement. She nuzzled his chest. She tried stifling a yawn but exhaustion finally hit her. She was on set for a few hours before she flew out to Phoenix with Kendall. She didn't even nap during the four hour flight because she was so excited to see Jack. 

"Let's shower and get ready for bed." He said, helping her up. 

"Can you fuck me against the shower glass?" She asked as they made their wya to the bathroom.

"No, knowing you, you'd want me to twist you up into a pretzel when I fuck you and that shit is dangerous."

***

Jack stifled a yawn as he entered the hotel room. He was in Portland. The bus had arrived at the hotel just before midnight. It was almost six in the morning and he had set an alarm at four to go with Urban to get some doughnuts at 'Voodoo Donuts' for Miriam. It was her birthday and he wanted to surprise her with one of her favorite sweet treats. 

"Where'd you go?" Miriam asked him as he climbed to bed. "I got cold without you here to hold me."

"I'm pretty sure you're only cold because you're sleeping in a thong and tank top." Jack murmured, pulling her to his chest. He kissed her shoulder. "Happy birthday moviestar."

"Thank you, but can we hold off until the sun's out?" She asked.

Jack hummed in response. He pulled the blanket, her tiger blanket that he stole from her before he left for tour, he wanted to have a piece of her to hold while he slept, over their bodies. They both fell back into a deep slumber. 

Around seven, Jack’s phone began ringing. He cursed and reached behind him to the nightstand. Miriam stirred awake when she felt him get out of bed. She spotted him in the small living room area leaning against the back of the couch with the most annoyed look that she was all too familiar with. It usually happened when they were hanging out and Neelam would call him over to the studio. He hung up and walked back to bed with an apologetic look. 

“What’s up?” she asked him as he plopped on the bed. 

“Neelam scheduled three fucking radio interviews in the morning and one in the afternoon.” he mumbled into his pillow. 

‘Of course she did.’ Miriam thought to herself, but she ended up responding, “And that’s bad because?” 

“Because it’s your birthday and I brought you out here to spend it with you.” he turned his head to look at her. 

“Jack, it’s okay. This isn't the first time I’m spending my birthday alone.” she leaned forward to brush back some of his curls.

“You’re not making it better.” He huffed and rolled onto his back, pulling her to his lap. 

“I know what can make you feel better.” she said, pressing herself down on the growing tent in Jack's crotch. "Can I ride you?" 

"I'd like that." He nodded. 

Miriam nodded. 

"But I want you to ride my face first.” he said, moving her hands away from his boxer-briefs. 

"Oh my god, no!" She giggled.

"Why?" He sat up. 

"I have thick thighs." She mumbled, embarrassed. 

"So? I like thick thighs, especially yours." Jack murmured, kissing down her jaw as one of his hands crept inside her thighs. "I can tell it's warm. Can I please dive in?" 

"If you–"

"Hold that thought." He cut her off. 

Lyric inspiration hit him. Jack got out of bed and went where his backpack was. He unzipped a hidden pocket and pulled out a leather bound journal. He flipped through it until he found the page he titled 'Blade of Grass', quickly scribbling 'Thick thighs and I can tell it's warm, baby, can I please dive in?'. 

"You good?" Miriam asked him as he shoved his journal back in backpack.

"Yeah," he nodded. He looked down at her thong covered sex and smirked, "that pussy of yours just gave me some inspiration for a song." 

"I don't even wanna know." She scrunched up her face, cringing.

"Are you still riding my face?" He asked, laying on his back. 

"If you wanna die." 

"It'll be the most honorable way to go." 

*

Jack checked his phone for the nth time. He was waiting for Miriam back in the suite because three hours before they had to be at the venue. He wanted to spend some time with her. A few days prior he had found a bakery near the venue he was performing at and ordered a small red velvet cake for Miriam. It was her favorite. 

Jack tossed his phone on the bed hearing the keycard reader ping. Miriam entered the suite struggling to carry several shopping bags, so he got up and held the door open for her.

"Hi!" she said, tossing the bags on the ground. She turned behind her and grabbed the other bags Beto was holding for her along with a suitcase. "Thanks Beto, I'll text you later to head out."

She closed the door with her hips and placed the rest of her bags with the others. Miriam toed her sneakers off and took off her The North Face fleece jacket, staying in the white cropped white beater top she wore under. She pushed Jack on the bed and straddled his hips.

"I see you kept yourself busy." Jack nodded behind her at the large pile of Saint Laurent and Mario's shopping bags. 

"After I watched Oscar Isaac die naked in Dune, I did some light shopping." She said, running hands over his chest.

"That's what you call light shipping?" He asked, arching an eyebrow at her.

"Yeah," she nodded, "you should see me in Milan and Paris. I empty the stores." A few seconds passed when she jumped off his lap and rummaged through her shopping bags. "That reminds me, I got you something."

He shook his head. He didn't like it when she spent money on him. "Miriam,"

"And before you're all 'it's your birthday you shouldn't have bought me something', this is purely for selfish reasons because I plan on wearing it when I visit you." She pulled out a white puffer jacket. Handing it to him, she said, "Mira, it's Moncler."

"I know these cost over twelve hundred. I can’t accept it.” he protected. 

"Jack, if it makes you feel better we can say it's my jacket that I let you borrow." Miriam reasoned sarcastically.

"Fuck that," he frowned.

"You're helpless. Just take the fucking jacket." 

"Fine." He grumbled, slipping on the jacket. It fit him perfectly. It wasn't too big but it was loose enough in the way he liked. "Thanks for the jacket."

"And maybe we can go to my grandpa's place in Aspen and I can ride you while wearing it." 

"I'll buy you some snow boots so– wait, your grandpa has a place in Aspen?"

"Yeah, my white grandpa's family owns a small chain of ski lodges in Colorado. When they cut my grandpa off, he was lucky to already have his own lodge-cabin thing. We always go there for Christmas with my other grandparents."

"Why was your grandpa cut off?"

"They're racist and hate my abuela because she's Mexican." She shrugged. "Now let's change the topic. Did you figure out what song you're cutting so you can perform 'Yikes'?"

"How'd you know I'm performing that?"

"I overheard you and your DJ last night on the bus." 

"Damn I was gonna surprise you." He fake- pouted.

"Oh well." Miriam giggled, pulling the jacket's hood over Jack's head.

"This got awkward." He pointed out after a few seconds of awkward silence.

"It did."

"C'mon let's cut your cake." He said pulling over to sit on the bed. 

"Stop! You didn't get me a cake." Her eyes brimmed with tears. 

He nodded. "Red velvet too." 

"Fuck Jack!" She cried. She wrapped her arms around his body. "You're the best,  you know that right?"

He smirked proudly. "I do." 

He propped his phone at the vanity so he could record them while Miriam facetimed her parents on her phone. Everyone sang to her and she blew out the candles. She talked to parents while Jack got his things ready for tonight's show. Miriam hung up half an hour later and started to get ready. 

Since she didn't get the dresses custom made, like she does when she buys at the Paris YSL store, they didn't fit as well as she liked. The champagne colored crushed velvet dress didn't even have adjustable straps and it made her breasts look weird. Miriam ended up going with the outfit she had originally packed. It was a black open front, long sleeve Jacquemus crop top that was held together in the front with a dainty gold plaque of the brand's logo and dusty pink high waisted cargo pants that matched the laces of her Dutch Green Air Jordans. 

She then went to the bathroom to do her hair and makeup. She had straightened her hair earlier that day, but it rained thus making her hair curly once more. So she just clipped it back and did two little braids to frame her face. For makeup, she went with a more laid back look with a subtle eyeliner, soft contour, and some gloss. She felt her eyes a bit naked so she decided to put on some lashes that weren't too out there. 

"Miriam, your phone's blowing up." Jack called from the bed as she tried to connect the strip to her inner corner. 

"Give me a sec!" She yelled back as she wiggled the tweezers. 

"Holy shit!" He exclaimed. 

"What?"

"Why didn't you tell me?" He said walking in the bathroom.

"'Peraté…okay, got it." She said finally getting her eyelashes on. 

"Is this what you were doing when you facetimed me in the orange wig?" Jack handed her his phone. 

He remembered when she left for fashion month, she had to leave New York three days in because she needed to be in London for three weeks. Every time she’d call to facetime him, she’d be in a ginger wig similar to one Rihanna wore in 2015. Jack would have asked her about it, but he was too excited to hear her voice that he’d forget to ask. 

Miriam looked down and saw a picture of her and Robert Pattinson on set for The Batman. She remembered that scene specifically. It was when her character and Bruce Wayne arrived at some funeral and were making small talk to someone who was running for mayor. It was posted from The Batman's official instagram account. The caption said 'happy birthday to @mdominguezmiller, our very Pamela Islas.' Poison Ivy’s original name is Pamela Isley but because Miriam’s Mexican, they changed her last name to fit her. The writers even hinted that her character was bisexual because some adaptations make her straight.

"No mames." She said to herself. 

"Why didn't you tell me you were going to be in the fucking Batman?" Jack asked her. "That's amazing!"

"Well I signed an NDA and I have at most like five minutes of screen time. I didn't want to risk them getting cut. I didn't want to be like Madison Beer when she was like 'I was supposed to be in the video' when thank u next came out." She explained as she read through the comments.

She frowned. A bunch of people, mostly white men, are saying how she doesn't fit the character because she's not white and how they should have gone with a white woman and not some 'wetback' for diversity points. Others were saying she got the role because of her mom and how it wasn't fair. Her mom didn't even know she auditioned until she got the role. She auditioned back in 2019 while she was filming 'In the Heights'. The general public didn't even know she existed. Her instagram at the time was private. She barely had 20k subscribers on YouTube, all she did were fashion reviews and shopping hauls. Thanks to her joining in on one of Claudia's reaction videos in mid 2020, she started getting more subscribers. And that was because Claudia had to use a clickbait title. It wasn't until September of last year that she got on tiktok because she did one with her brother. Lastly her Twitter is a mess and tweets out the most absurd shit. Obviously, it's not like they hired her because of her social media presence.

"Here." She said to Jack, handing him his phone back. 

His face softened, noticing her frown. "What's wrong?" He asked her. 

"Nothing." She sighed, hopping down the counter. 

"Miriam," he lifted her chin so she could look at him. "Tell me."

"People are being stupid in the comments." She sighed. "They're saying I only got to be Poison Ivy because of my mom and there are a few racist comments saying I can't be Poison Ivy because I'm latina. It's fine, people are dumb." 

"Hey, you should feel proud that you get to star in one of the most anticipated movies ever. People never know the hard work you put it in no matter how hard you try to show them what you do to be where you are. They don't care, they just wanna talk shit. Trust me I would know, me and Nas have a whole song about it." 

"I'm gonna repost some stuff then delete instagram for a few hours." 

"Sounds like a plan. While you're at it, you should see what I posted." He grinned mischievously.

Miriam eyed him suspiciously then searched him up. His account loaded and she tapped on his instagram story. It was a picture of her with her cheeks stuffed with mille-feuille while she and Jack listened to the director of the Creme de la Creme promo tour video. At the bottom it said, 'happy birthday moviestar.'

"Of all fucking pictures you could've posted Jack"

*

“Noise canceling my ass.” Urban murmured as the couple exited the storage closet. 

Miriam smacked Jack’s arm. “Te dije, he was going to hear us.” 

Jack laughed and placed his arm around Miriam as they walked back to his dressing room. 

“I don’t even know how you two were still horny. I heard you go at it at least three times back at the hotel.” Urban asked, lighting up a blunt.

“Jack we gotta get you mic'd up.” Chris waved him over. 

“Shit, I gotta go.” Jack sighed. 

“It’s okay. Me and Urban are gonna go to our balcony seats with Beto, who’s saving them for us.” she said.

“Keep an eye on her.” Jack said, doing his handshake on her.

“I don’t need a babysitter.” she frowned.

“Miriam, you have a bodyguard,” he argued.

“It’s different.” 

“Enlightened me.”

“Don’t you have to get ready to go on stage?”

Jack rolled her eyes. He leaned down and gave her a peck. He gave Urban another hand shake then went to where Chris and some crew members were. 

“I gotta get my camera, c’mon.” Urban motioned Miriam to follow him. 

They flashed security backstage passes and entered the greenroom. Neelam, Metta and the blonde girl that was at the Suns and Warriors game were hanging out by the couch. They stopped talking when they saw her enter the room. They made a face and talked in quiet voices. Not wanting to make some awkward small talk, Miriam went to the snack table and grabbed a slice of pizza. She was hungry. After she and Jack cut her cake, Jack showed her how proud he was of her for her movie role with his tongue and cock. Then when they got to the venue, her and Jack went to go see The Homies perform before they snuck out for a quickie. 

“That isn’t for you. It’s for the people that actually work.” Neelam told her, startling her.

Miriam never felt so embarrassed in her life. “Oh, I’m sorry. I–”

“You what? You think that you deserve to get everything handed? If you want food, then go get some.” 

“You’re right. I apologize.” Miriam said coldly, trying to hold back tears. She dug in the front pocket of her pants, pulling out a wad of $100 bills. She counted five and tossed them on the table. “I’m sure that covers the slice. Urban, I’ll see you on the balcony.” 

Based on the fear in Neelam’s eyes, she had no idea Urban was in the room. Miriam exited the room not wanting to deal with her. She sniffled and wiped the few tears that rolled down her cheek. No one has ever talked to her the way Neelam had. When she came with Jack to drop off his things, he told her that she could herself to whatever and that he even got jalapeño kettle chips for her. 

“Miriam, hold up.” Urban called to her, jogging. He reached for her arm, stopping her. “What the fuck was that?”

“I’m sorry. Jack said that I could help myself. I should have asked.” She apologized.

“What?–That’s not…was that the first time Neelam has talked to you like that or have you had other run-ins with her?” he asked her. Miriam’s silence answered his question. “Does Jack know?”

“No, because it’s not a big deal.”

“You can’t be serious! She just went off on you unprovoked.” 

“Okay when you say it like that…”

“Bro,”

“Urban, she’s Jack’s manager. I’m not going to say anything because it’ll risk his career.” her eyes softened. “Please promise me, you’re not going to tell Jack.”

“Fine, but if some shit like this happens again, I’m telling him,” he warned her. 

They pinky promised and went to the balcony area. Beto was texting, ignoring the red head trying to make conversation with him. 

“Want some?” Urban asked her, offering his new blunt as they sat down.

“I don’t smoke.” Miriam said. She’s too paranoid for weed. Alcohol already made her anxious as is and to add weed into the mix, was not good for anyone. 

“You?” He offered it to Beto.

“On the clock.” Beto said. 

Miriam furrowed her eyebrows. “Since when do you smoke?”

“Miss Dominguez I have a life outside of making sure you don’t fight paparazzi.'' He said, sipping his water bottle.

“It was one time and it was before you were even hired.”

“Since I’ve been hired you haven’t had any incidents.”

*

“Can I post this?” Miriam asked Jack as he walked out of the bathroom in only a towel wrapped around him.

He leaned down to see her phone, tugging the towel off to dry himself. It was a selfie she took of them in the elevator when they were coming back from the show. Jack was in a black puffer jacket with his back to the camera. Miriam’s face was also hidden thanks to the hoodie she wore. 

“Go ahead,” he nodded, grabbing another towel to dry his hair.

“Okay, thank you.” 

Miriam skipped the opening credits to the new Bob’s Burgers episode she was binging on her laptop. She switched out of her camera roll to Instagram. She fixed the lighting in the picture then typed out her caption. ‘Happy to spend my Jordan year with my favorite person, and ty to everyone for the birthday wishes.🤍🤍🤍’ She hit post and then connected her phone to her charger.

Jack finally got in bed and pulled her to his chest. They ate some of the cake while they watched their show. After a few episodes, Miriam yawned, nuzzling her head against his chest. She lifted her head and brought her hands up to his chest so can rest her head on them. She looked up at Jack and gave him a soft smile.

"Thank you." She said, tenderly scratching his beard.

"For what?" He asked her. 

"For today, I know you were busy but you somehow made time for me. And I…" Miriam quickly clamped her mouth shut. 

She almost said a certain three worded sentence. A certain three worded sentence she's never said to any of her past partners. Except for Conner, the first boyfriend she had, and that massively backfired on her. Because of him she couldn't say them to Kaleob and she really adored him. And yet here she was ready to say them to Jack as Bob's Burgers played in front of them while they gorged on red velvet cake.

"You what? You kinda stopped talking." Jack said, bringing her back from her thoughts. 

"Oh, sorry" she giggled nervously. She cleared her throat. "I, um, I'm glad I got to be here with you. It's one of the best birthdays I've had in a while."

"Me too. I…I'm glad you had a great day despite everything."

Miriam pushed herself up and pecked his lips. He tucked a curl behind her ear and asked her, "What would you rate this birthday?"

"Definitely in my top twenty-three birthdays."

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[theodorequartz]

Undertale x Nezuko Male Reader

Chapter 3: Meeting Monsters

The male was a very curious person. He cannot sit in one place. So, after a few minutes, he starts to get curious of what's on the other side of the way Toriel went.

* ring... *ring...

" Hello? This is Toriel. You have not left the room, have you?"

" There are a few puzzles ahead that I have yet to explain. It would be dangerous to try and solve them yourself. Be good, alright?"

* click...

The male blinked. He wanted to be good... But he was so curious! He wants to explore!

Deciding that he wanted to go, the male started walking ahead. He will apologize to Toriel later for not staying as he has been told to.

As he passed the little hallway that connects to the other side, he found another golden star! It's floating above a bed of red leaves.

He walked towards it and lift his hand to touch the star.

* ( Playfully crinkling through the leaves fills you with love.)

He closed his eyes and slightly purred. He felt his soul fill with love.

He then started walking ahead.

!

* Froggit hopped close!

The male's (e/c) eyes shined. Oh! Oh! This one hopped! The monster frog is really cute! They all are!

The froggit saw the admiration in the male's eyes, his eyes were round and innocent, filled with awe. His eyes were also really pretty. The froggit croaks bashfully.

* The froggit was flattered by your gaze.

* YOU WON!

* You won 0 EXP and 0 gold.

The froggit hopped away blushing. The male was slightly disappointed. He wanted to pat it!

The male proceeded on his adventure until he fell down on one of the puzzles. He encounterd a insect-like monster.

* A whimsun appeared!

* Whimsun approached meekly!

The whimsun heard of the kind male walking around the ruins, he especially heard from a few froggits who excitedly told the other monsters in the ruins the existence of the cute, kind male. Looking at the human now, whimsun gets very nervous. He can tell that the human won't hurt him... But still...

The male blinked, curious of the new monster species he encounterd. He slowly walked forward.

The whimsun panicked.

"Grra-"

* Halfway through your first word, whimsun bursts into tears and runs away.

The male was baffled. He blinked a few times.

"Ah?"

The male felt guilty. He should have not walked forward instantly. He smelled the growing anxiety from the creature and wanted to console it and to also observe it closer to cure his curiousity. He didn't mean to make it run away.

The male decided that he would apologize to the whimsun if he encounters him again!

* YOU WON!

* You earned 0 EXP and 0 gold.

As he walked up again. The male decided to just jump far across the puzzle to avoid falling down again.

As he neared another puzzle, his phone rang!

* ring...

" Hello? This is Toriel. For no reason in particular... Which do you prefer? Cinnamon or butterscotch?

* You picked ( Your choice).

" C.. cinn!!!/ Tr.. Scot.. ch!"

" Oh, I see. Thank you very much!

* click

* ring...

" Hello! This is Toriel. You do not dislike ( Unpicked choice), do you?

The male never really hated anything...

" Nmm.. no"

" Right, right. Thank you for being patient."

The call ends and the male looked forward to see a puzzle. It requires the rock to be pushed to a pressure plate to put down tha spikes... Or he could just jump right through.

But he wants Toriel to see that he managed to solve the puzzle by himself. She would be soo proud of him!

The male huffed in determination and pushed the rock with ease. He then walked through the unspiked floor.

Toriel then called once again, asking if he has any allergies. He then thought to himself... He doesn't really experience any kind of sickness coming from food. After all he's a...

" Hmmm.. noo"

Toriel thanked the male and hung up.

During his adventure, he made friends with many kinds of monsters in the ruins! They were all so kind! Of course they were a bit warry at first but they all warmed up instantly.

The modsmals are so fun! They had a wiggling contest. The male was very flexible so he has no problem wiggling around. The modsmals enjoyed their little game.

There was this one rock who teased the male by moving away from the pressure plate on purpose, but instantly moved towards the pressure plate because of the male pouting cutely.

* pouts " Ah!!! Grahh!!"

" okay, okay. I'm goin'."

The male also found another star! Next to a slice of cheese. Knowing the mouse might one day leave it's hole and get the cheese... It fills him with love!

What he loved the most tho is the cute ghost he met! He was so cute! His name is Napstablook, even his name was lovely!

Just a bright smile from the male cheered the ghost up immediately. It was very pure and bright. It made the ghost flustered.

The male was amazed by the trick the ghost made, he made a hat with his tears. The male loved it! He clapped enthusiasticly.

They departed ways after that. The ghost forgetting to ask for the cute humans name.

The male instantly held the title "The cute, friendly human of the ruins" by the monsters. None disagreed. Even the though, angry Migosp and Loox likes the male! The veggie monster also gave him veggies as act of friendship.

It took a lot of walking, solving puzzles and befriending monsters till he gets to a large space area with a tree in the middle of it. It has no leaves in it's branches and re leaves are scattered around it.

There he met Toriel! He ran towards her with a bright smile.

Toriel was about to cal the male but stopped as she saw him. She asked how he got there and was impressed that he got to her without any scratch. He puffed his chest with pride in that.

Toriel told him about a surprise which got him exited. Toriel chuckled and led him to her little home.

There was another star at a front of a little purple bricked house. It was on top of red leaves! Huh. The male blink. It seems like the stars are found commonly near these leaves. Or is it just a councidence? The male shruged it off.

The male touched the star.

* ( Seeing such a a cute, tidy house in the ruins gives you love.)

[quiobi-maythefourth]

QuiObi May the Fourth 2023 Masterlist

Thank you so much to everyone who participated in this year's QuiObi May the Fourth! You have brought great joy to us all in this month of warry stars, and we are blown away by the delightful additions to our beloved tag.

Artist sign-ups are currently open for the QuiObi Big Bang 2023! Please join us, we would delighted to have you 😊

Stay tuned for updates on future events, and may the Fourth be with you, always!

Art

No Meditation! by Kurtssingh Phantom Pleasures by bereweillschmidt Soldier, Love, King by EletainWrites Your Beautiful Braid by GavImp

Fic

a year and a day (to fall in love) by TheSilverQueen Crazy 'bout his Angeleyes by Hamiloki Downtime by HiddenViolet first movement, you and I, and a screwtop bottle of wine by SmolQuiGon Intoxicate by LuvEwan Jitterbug Romance by wolfiefics my heart (without yours) beats a lonely rhythm by atsuyuri_sama rest now, your heart by thesadchicken the self is not so weightless by jynx Time to Rest by dreaminghour To the green-haired forest free by Firondoiel Under the Tongue Root, a Fight Most Dread by sanerontheinside

2022 Masterlist 2021 Masterlist

#quiobi #quiobi may the fourth #masterlist #may the fourth be with you

[currebunz]

Dainsleif relationship headcannons

-Very curious about you, as in he wants to know what makes you tick or why you make certain choices.

-He doesn't hold you to a moral code but he will ask why you believe certain things.

-He just wants to understand you better.

-He is an old soul, not a lot of things will get him to react. Very good with keeping you grounded.

-He doesn't get scared at all unless you are in danger. Then he feels fear again.

-Wasn't warry of saying "I love you" first, but it won't come early in the relationship.

-After the first time, he just says it whenever he wants to.

-"I've been wandering this land for years and I would wander it many more if I could keep you by my side" "Dain, that's sweet but I'm working"

-He is very sentimental but not with physical gifts. He will just touch you or stare at you. As if to burn your memory into his mind.

The sex is great

-He'll tell you the stories of old, but not about Khaenri'ah.

-It will take him a lot of time to open up about that.

-He doesn't use pet names, he doesn't like calling you out of your name. But if you ask him to, he might call you his "star".

-Originally was hesitant about starting a relationship with you because of his curse. He will still be sad about the day you will die and he will have to continue on.

-Count on there being sad nights where he just holds you tight and hopes that day never comes.

-On a lighter note, you remind him about the joys of living.

-He smiles a lot more thanks to you.

-Dainsleif supports you in whatever you do, your drive and dedication impress him.

-Although he resents himself for not being able to protect his kingdom, getting the chance to protect you ignites something in him.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #genshin imagines #dainsleif #reader-insert #reader insert #genshin impact dainsleif

[theundercoversquid]

The street racer and the bounty hunter

Pairing: The Mandalorian (Din Djarin) x Reader

Summary: The story of a street racer and a bounty hunter

Warnings:

A/N: I know that Star Wars has something similar called Podracing. But for the purpose of this imagine it is slightly different

Masterlist

You and Din had the perfect system. You would drag him across the system to go to street racers. And in return, Din would drag you across the system on bounty hunts.

You would spend the credits the two of you made on necessities, and then you would spend the rest on fixing up the crest.

But this entire plan was thrown out the window when Din somehow managed to acquire a child halfway through one of your races.

You bounded off your Speeder bike. Prepared to collect your winnings and head home to your darling Mandalorian.

Spotting your Mandalorian, you bounded through the crowd to him. To be fair, he was hard to miss. Clad in shining Beskar that glinted under the sun.

What caused you to pause is Din's warry body language. As if he knew that he had done something he probably shouldn't have. And that is when you spot a baby's crib floating just behind him.

Turning to Din, you paused. "What have you done?" You asked Din accusingly.

"Why do you assume I have done something wrong." Din moaned.

"I am your Riduur*." You tell Din. A smile playing across your face, "I can read you."

Din smiled at that. Pulling you into a Keldabe kiss. When the two of you parted, Din heaved a sigh. Before pressing a few buttons on his wrist. Causing the crib to float around in front of you. The top drew back to present you with the view of a baby. His large ears are pressed back as he stares at you with big eyes.

"Aren't you a cutie? You coo to the baby picking him up, and nuzzling your nose into his cheek. Causing him to coo happily as he snuggled into you.

"Why do you have a child." You ask Din. Turning to him as you keep the baby cuddled into you.

"It was the bounty," Din murmured. At his words, you pulled the baby closer to yourself. Almost as if you were ready to shield them with your body.

Din merely tilted his head at you. Silently asking you if you were willing to take the child on. And protect them from people wanting to collect the bounty. Nodding your head, you kissed the baby's fuzzy head delicately.

"Then we need to go," Din warns you. “Before anybody comes after the child.”

Nodding your head, you delicately place the baby back in their crib. "I will get my Speeder bike and my winnings, then we can head home to the crest."

Nodding, Din placed another Keldabe kiss on your forehead. "Well done on winning," Din added. "I knew that you would."

"Of course." You grin up at him. Placing a kiss over where his lips would be. You turn. Bounding back to your bike.

This definitely wasn't where you were expecting your morning to go. But it was an exciting turn of events nonetheless. And there was no one you would want to have on this journey with you than your Riduur.

*Riduur = A mandolorins spouse. This is there from of marriage

#star wars #star wars imagine #din djarin #din djarin imagine #the mandalorian #the mandalorian imagine #star wars x reader #the mandalorian fanfiction #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian x y/n #din djarin fanfiction

[jellidecoffee]

Love as deep as the sea

The playfull waves in the sea and the angry howls of the deserts heat is a whisper of the wind.

His dirty blond hair with a hint of red dances in the salty air of the sea, moments like this reminded him of the "ocean"

"Kazu"

"Yes love?"

"Look I found a cute seashell!"

"Oh! That's adorable it's a heart"

"Yeah isn't it cute!"

He smiles, the bright fire from the lamp shines like the sun from the water below.

~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°

"Honey! Am back I got you some dango"

"Your back!!!"

"H-hey! Be careful you'll choke on it"

"Nah it's fine I'll have my [gills]"

"Even so am afraid you'll get hurt"

The Sakura blossom's fall from the cliffs to the sea bellow, for something below the surface is something to be warry off.

-^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^-

Yawn* "I wish we can cuddle forever kazu"

"(If it only worked longer)"

"Kazu... "

"Yes love need water?"

"No I want you to know that I love you to the bottom of the deepest trench in the sea"

...

As they both fell asleep the beautiful candle lit lamp shines like the moon as they fall asleep in the comfort of the waters below.

×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×~×

"Gugi yae"

"Ohh? A Kaidehara is it about it?"

"Yes"

"You know the Concquence yes?"

"..."

"Don't you think it's selfish of you to do this to them right?"

"I know but it's for [Redacted information]"

"Well then give me 2 weeks (and a show...)"

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The sound blue waters of the ocean hits the sandy beach of the ocean Shore

"Kazu!"

"So are you getting used to it?"

"yeah! but it's weird not having them"

He smiles the wonderful splashes of color dances with the wind and the sky being it's ballroom.

The lit lamp shining dimly across the the hut as both of them cuddled below the stars.

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If only he had enough time.

A/n: Guys am sorry but this is so rushed am still going to edit it so, stay tuned when the story has it's proper ending because this is not the ending I intented.

Plus this story will have installments :)

#genshin impact #genshin angst #genshin impact original character #genshin x y/n #genshin x gn reader #kaidehara kazuha #genshin kazuha #kazuha x gender neutral reader #kazuha x yn #kazuha angst

[zeldamphibiedalls]

Malons modern au nicknames

Twilight: pup, Lee, twi, sparkles (because she knows that Twilight hates it.)

Legend: ledger, pinko, lucky, banana, blossom

Wind: windy, easy breezy, bubbles, guppy, minnow

Sky: flapper, dodo, grapefruit, polly, ruffles

Warriors: warri, captain, scarfy, star, zippy,

Four: rainbow, lollipop, swirl, fettuccine (for his hair)

Hyrule: bee, cinnamon roll, kit-kat, floof, dandelion

Wild: sweet pea, little chef, blaze, chip,

#linked universe #Modern linked universe #LU #linkeduniverse #lu twilight #lu warriors #lu legend #Luwind #Lu four #Lu hyrule #lu sky #lu wild #lu wind

[xl-t0t0-lx]

Hey I know I new in Kirby fandom, but just asking. You guys will read a web comic my if do it? (Based in the Kirby game series and mainly Kirby Right back to ya)

I think make a web comic focusing in the star war, who meta knight and warry meet and the relationship of the star warriors

So you guys would read it?

So some information here

First basically that story will pass, in the past, in the era in which Enemy had not killed biggest part of the star warriors.

Second we will follow the point of view, mainly of Warrior Dee, Meta Knight, Galurde, Jecra, Sir Arthur, And some more, basically we will saw that group forming and interacting for the first time

Thirds the stile will be gijinka

Fourth plan to release a previous (I'm already working on it) depending of you guys reaction and interaction i will mean in post more

That's all what i can say about it for now, but i expect you guys like the previous and support the comic

Thanks for read. That's all for now

#kirby original character #kirby oc #kirby series #meta knight #knight oc #warrior oc #kirby and the forgotten land #kirby right back at ya #kirby anime #hoshi no kaabii #hoshi no kirby

[ppnuggie]

　　　　　　𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙎𝙏

　　『　scarecrow , female human reader    』

　　—  LOG TWO

— second chapter is out !!! <33

　　＜　one , three , four , five    ＞

        it had been a few days since the crash, the government and media already covering it up as a meteorite they had called 'the christmas star.' the alien discovered had been in slow recovery, wounds still being tended to, as it would take some time. there didnt seem to be any other metals that matched the metal they were been made of. you stayed by their side, however, watching as engineers and scientists worked hand in hand to figure out who the alien was.

        during his recovery, it was assumed to refer to the alien as scarecrow, with male pronouns until he was able to tell us any information about himself. he hadnt talked yet, and during examination, it was still being decided whether or not he could. he didnt have much facial structure, besides the glass oval with red lighting, and white specks swirling around. he was interesting, to say the least.

        the specks always moved, in different patterns or waves. as you spent more time with him, talking and having one sided conversations, you were slowly able to pick up on the lights. sometimes theyd swirl uncontrollably when he was curious, and when somewhat calm, they were slow and moving steady.

        the only times you would leave were to get something to eat or drink, and the occasional need for using the bathroom. so far, the citizens in america havent grown warry of the meteorite cover up. at least, if they did, they surely didnt post it online, or over phone calls.

there definitely was some suspicion amongst society, but it soon dissolved and wasn't brought up again. eyes casting over the to alien, he had been staring right back at you, as you had the whole time. a soft smile casted upon your lips, you waved at him. his lights were dim, and swirling ever so softly. as though he were thinking. of what, you werent so sure.

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　　　　　　　　｢ LOG TWO ｣

　　　　　＞　DECEMBER 30 , 2044

        plans to make recovery have been slow and steady, for the alien. it was officially decided to name the alien scarecrow, and give male pronouns. as we do not know where he may have came from, or what he is exactly. scientists are still working to understand and figure out what he is. yet progress has been slow.

        the more time spent around him, the more interesting he is. it was appear the glass case on his head would be his face. though not much facial structure, the lights inside is certainly how he expresses his feelings. when calm, theyre not moving around as much. when curious, they move uncontrollably. experiments and tests will be held in order to better understand him.

        i am in high hopes for scarecrow. he may be the key to getting us off this planet and into the galaxy.

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#lost in space scarecrow x reader #lost in space scarecrow #lost in space #lost in space x reader #scarecrow x reader #scarecrow x you #🌫.scarecrow #🌫.lost in space

[leafthesocialreject]

you; my love

shined like moonlight on the waves of the ocean

created from the dust and ashes of a decaying nebula

you showed me

that nature's warry eyes don't pass up on something that beautiful

even when something dies, it's impact grows more valuable by day

and treasured by night

just as gas and dust explode to create the stars in the sky

but there's always a chance, that the explosion, doesn't create beauty

pain

the world is full of it

but behind that pain

behind the violence

there is a stronger

more trusting,

enduring star

we were taught as little children that the moon has phases

but they never said

that the moon was still the moon,

you did

#poetry #my poetry #leaf writes