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d4rkpluto · 24 days

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𝔞𝔰𝔠𝔢𝔫𝔡𝔞𝔫𝔱 𝔰𝔦𝔤𝔫𝔰 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔦𝔯 𝔟𝔢𝔞𝔲𝔱𝔶

♇ my discord chat chose this to be my 9,600 or 9,700 followers post? either way thank you so much for being with me for this path, i appreciate everyone :)

ʙᴜʏ ᴘᴀɪᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇꜱ ɢᴏ ᴜᴘ can get a paid venus/beauty/relationship reading from me!

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ᴀʀɪᴇꜱ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

RIHANNA, NIKKI REED, BILLIE EILISH AND KENDALL JENNER.

♇ aries ascendant beauty involves them having long heads, or a diamond head-shape, but they usually have a really nice side-profile. they're usually people who have slanted eyes, or sanpaku eyes, [there could be another proper word for it?], though i noticed that they have a large space of whites under their eyes, specifically rihanna, billie and kendall.

♇ their lower face is sharp, and smaller/thinner than their upper-face. they're women who can suit dark hair, and they naturally have dark and sharp eyebrows. most of the times, their eyebrows are straight. they have a thin nose bridge, and a long mid-face, full and distinct cheekbones along with full lips and an apparent cupids bow.

♇ they have a clear redness on their faces, specifically cheeks, like a natural blush. a pointy chin and foreheads that could be considered as large, or in a "nicer" term, a broad forehead.

ᴛᴀᴜʀᴜꜱ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

MILEY CYRUS, PHOEBE TONKIN, GIGI HADID AND MEGAN THEE STALLION.

♇ taurus ascendants have small heads and very strong cheek-bones, if it doesnt show naturally, it shows a lot when they smile. they tend to have full lips, but the lower lip is usually bigger than the upper lip. the tip of their nose is usually bulbous, i believe taurus rules the nose, if i am correct, especially because it rules the cow! <3

♇ they usually have very arched eyebrows, known as the venusian arch. compared to the aries ascendant, taurus ascendants usually have a wider nose bridge, and a short mid-face.

♇ their eyes could be considered as mesmerising and intense as their stare is usually very strong. their cheek bones are low, it gives them an apple shaped face. while doing my research, i noticed that most of them have wide lips and square heads, but it suits them really well.

ɢᴇᴍɪɴɪ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

LADY GAGA, AMY WINEHOUSE, MADISON BEER AND KRISTEN STEWART.

♇ gemini ascendants usually have a pale undertone, and their lips are usually naturally thin and very straight [also wide] with their upper lip being sharp, it could be deemed that they have a strong cupid's bow as well. the tip of their nose are usually distinct, whether it be big, bulbous, something about it would just stick out.

♇ they look good while wearing winged-eyeliner, and gemini ascendant people are usually individuals who have a long mid-face, and i've noticed that their face tends to stick out and can be very long but circular. one thing i noticed about gemini ascendants, specifically those who have strong mercurial placements, [specifically gemini] they tend to have a long edge at the side of their lips, it reminds me of joker lips since how wide it can be.

♇ their lips are usually very pink and they have slender necks. their eyes are usually colourful or could be considered as very pale. their beauty involves them having square foreheads/or a squared upper head. and if their heads arent oval, they tend to be very structured.

ᴄᴀɴᴄᴇʀ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

♇ cancer ascendant beauty involves them having big and beautiful smiles, the tail of their eyebrows tend to be long, while the front of their eyebrows are short. as expected, they have the crescent moon face touch, so sometimes their face could be unsymmetrical, specifically the lower jaw, [unsymmetrical does not mean not beautiful].

♇ their nose tip usually are wide, and their eyes are bright, usually looks like its glistening. their upper lip tend to be smaller than their lower lip, and they have full cheekbones and meaty chins. most of the cancer ascendants i have met have clear skins or it could have a lot of freckles or moles.

♇ cancer ascendants usually have strong but soft features, it stands out, especially when they turn to the side. and i noticed they usually have long noses.

ʟᴇᴏ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

MARILYN MONROE, VANESSA HUDGENS, BLAKE LIVELY AND JESSICA ALBA.

♇ very mesmerising beauty here, leo ascendants do well when they have bright coloured hair, specifically golden/blonde, they also have a bronze/golden undertone. their beauty also involves them having a heart shaped mouth and a long nose bridge.

♇ they're normally short women and have a square or rectangular face, and their chins are usually flat or wide, or both. most leo ascendants have feline eyes and full eyelashes. their beauty contains them having prominent smile lines and nice shoulders.

♇ as they have good posture, leo ascendant beauty includes them having a square fore-head and rosy cheeks. they normally have straight or nice teeth, usually because of virgo being in their second house.

ᴠɪʀɢᴏ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

LADAN FARAH, BELLA HADID, MILLIE BOBBY BROWN AND BROOKE SHIELDS.

♇ they sure do love their side profiles! virgo ascendant beauty includes them having pointy chins, sometimes it goes forwards, they have a prominent nose, could sometimes be seen as a "beak nose" as it's usually thin, very structured or bony. their upper face is square and their lips are usually wide.

♇ virgo ascendant beauty involves hem having a thin/narrow face, either doe eyes or feline eyes, either way, their eyes are usually big. they have arched eyebrows and usually a clean look, a structured jaw and sometimes a micro chin.

♇ noted that virgo ascendants usually have a dimple somewhere on their face, specifically their cheek or on their chin. and their figures are very thin most of the time, or they can appear as frail.

ʟɪʙʀᴀ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

BEYONCE, ANNA NICOLE SMITH, DOJA CAT, ZOE KRAVITZ.

♇ i noticed a lot of them have a light undertone, much libra ascendant beauty involves them having an oval face, [but as libra ascendant is a light essence, their other placements can over take, like anna nicole smith's sagittarius sun making her face more chiselled]. they have a lot of beauty moles and have a glow to them, it could be that hera touch.

♇ a thin nose bridge, very pink lips, and lips that could be considered as pouty. usually like to wear light/earthy coloured clothes, and have short foreheads, or foreheads that are medium sized. like to go for the light coloured hair styles.

♇ as they have a short lower face, their bodies can come off as very relaxed, with them having strong stares, they sometimes appear like they have superior looks. they usually wear much accessories.

ꜱᴄᴏʀᴘɪᴏ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

LANA DEL REY, LILY ROSE, EVA LONGORIA AND JANET JACKSON.

♇ scorpio ascendant beauty is them having dark attractive brows, strong cheek bones and a smaller upper lip. they have owl faces, they sometimes bring their faces forward like one, especially with them having slender necks, them looking like an owl intensifies.

♇ their jaw, chiefly the side of their jaws could be long, and their beauty includes eyes that twinkles, chins that are flat, and a low mid face, it makes them look like baby dolls.

♇ could be into having really dark or light hair, but the light hair are usually with scorpio moons. their beauty involves them having curly/wavy hair, and a full face that is still structured. or you can say chiselled. they could have similar thin noses to virgo risings, but it is not as bony looking.

ꜱᴀɢɪᴛᴛᴀʀɪᴜꜱ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

KIM KARDASHIAN, PARIS HILTON, ADRIANA LIMA AND JESSICA ALEXANDER.

♇ their big sultry eyes is apart of their allure, their eyes come off as darty, and sometimes they can be the hardest ascendant to tell, appearance wise. they're people who do well with nude colours, and when it comes to their lips, their lower lip appears to be larger than their upper lip.

♇ with high cheekbones, they sometimes tend to pucker their lips a lot, which is funny because it gives the horse face structure, [im a sagittarius ascendant]. their beauty is their long noses with a buttoned tip, their nose bridges could be thin but as the nose goes lower, it can be very wide in comparison to the nose bridge.

♇ they usually have straight eyebrows, long but square faces, and heavy eye make up compliments them well. sagittarius ascendants beauty involves them having big gummy smiles and having this elf/fairy essence.

ᴄᴀᴘʀɪᴄᴏʀɴ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

KYLIE JENNER, AISHWARYA RAI, ARIANA GRANDE AND MEGAN FOX.

♇ capricorn ascendant beauty has them mostly having short and square faces, doe eyes and eyes that are a light shade, with it being paired with having strong noses, they come off as daring and sultry. their eyebrows are usually arched, almost horn-like. most capricorn ascendants have very light pink coloured lips.

♇ they tend to have a small but pointy chin, somewhat like their sister sign, cancer. capricorn ascendant beauty involves them having most of their features in the middle, and they can sometimes appear like they're fragile, example, ariana grande. with the other capricorn ascendant people i've done research on, they usually tend to do surgery.

♇ their beauty involves them having almond shaped eyes and full eye-lashes, like dolls. they remind me of blythe dolls. most of them have this cold beauty, a type of essence that makes them appear like they're hard to reach, muted colours look good on them as well. and i've noticed they have dimples.

ᴀQᴜᴀʀɪᴜꜱ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

GABRIETTE, ZENDAYA, AURDREY HEPBURN AND AALIYAH.

♇ tim burton kind of beauty, have a specific hairstyle, and like the sign they share the same planet with, capricorn, aquarius ascendants have square heads. compared to other aquarius placements, aquarius ascendants are least likely going to have alien shaped heads in my opinion. on the other hand, their beauty involves them having a ghostly or classic type of beauty.

♇ they have pretty hands, could be the aries in the third house, and are likely interest in thin brows, or could be into styling them. overall, the eyebrows are distinct. they tend to have a big sized nose, and when it comes to their eye shapes, they are usually slender and kind of downturned, or it looks sleepy. red lipstick looks good on them.

♇ tend to have a dimple in their chin, and have sad eyes, the tip of their noses are sometimes downturned. and they have low cheekbones which adds onto their ghostly/ghastly look.

ᴘɪꜱᴄᴇꜱ ᴀꜱᴄᴇɴᴅᴀɴᴛ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

BARBARA PALVIN, ROSÉ, JENNA ORTEGA AND SABRINA CARPENTER.

♇ they look like both baby cows but fishes at the same time, specifically the female fish from fishtales, their cheeks are usually full and puffy, and their beauty involves them having very blue eyes, if not blue, it appears as very watery. when i was looking at pictures of them, most of them had their mouths open...it's a cute fish thing.

♇ they have diamond heads and sharp chins, their beauty involves them having short eyebrows, and tend to have a surprised but focused look. they look good in many colours, but specifically pink.

♇ pisces ascendants tend to have chiselled faces, and big eyes and small figures, if not by the help by other planets. women who are pisces ascendants tend to be midgets, but its a cute look on them.

ʙᴜʏ ᴘᴀɪᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢꜱ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀɪᴄᴇꜱ ɢᴏ ᴜᴘ can get a paid venus/beauty/relationship reading from me!

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leggerefiore · 2 months

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Villainous Team Boss's S/o Sneaking a Team Uniform and Wearing It For Them

(being a grunt uniform, the boss's uniform, and their own admin uniform. thanks to @whoisthatcreepoverthere for the original idea!)

cw: fluff,

characters: Maxie, Archie, Lysandre, Guzma, Giovanni, Cyrus

☀️Maxie🌋

🪨 Sneaking one of Team Magma's grunt uniforms is harder than one might expect. Maxie prefers everything to be quite organised, so it would be rare that they have extra uniforms around or that a grunt would misplace theirs. However, as Maxie's partner, you had an advantage somehow in sneaking one. The Magma Leader looks up from his laptop on his desk, ready to scold the grunt who just walked into his quarters without scheduling a meeting beforehand or even buzzing themselves in. He then feels bewildered as to why you were wearing that. Did you join Team Magma? Why had Tabitha and Courtney not alerted him? Why did you not tell him yourself? He then realises you managed to sneak one of the few spare uniforms they had around when you started laughing.

🪨 Maxie feels embarrassed for getting so worked up over what was essentially a prank on him. You are asked to please return the uniform, as they need to keep track of their inventory and whatever else. Before you go off to do it, however, he does admire how nice his team's colours look on you… The maroon compliments you nicely, and the knitted fabric looked strangely… cute on you. He has to snap himself out of it because he feels less like he is ogling his lover and more like he is staring at one of his grunts.

🪨 If you manage to steal his somehow, he will be mildly annoyed. He likely only has three – a spare at home, a spare at the hideout, and the one he usually wears. He cycles through them as needed. Today was an “as needed,” and he had headed home quickly to grab the spare since it was closer than the hideout. He could only stare blankly at you, imitating his poses in front of a mirror in his uniform. There was only an ask for you to please return his clothing. He feels more embarrassed than anything about this – especially if his uniform fits you well.

🪨 Maxie would prefer his partner to join Team Magma, actually. So, in his ideal situation, you would have your own Magma Admin uniform. Naturally, he would have to approve any uniform you would design… Though, whether it be cosplay or an actual uniform, he would feel strangely flustered at seeing how it complimented you. Perfectly attuned to whatever you wanted it to focus on, so long as it kept to the red and knit style of Team Magma. Whether you go for shorts or a knitted dress, he appreciates the aesthetics dearly. He is notably more flustered if it was a cosplay, though, since he wishes you were a member of his team so dearly. Maybe now is a time to convince you…

🌧Archie🌊

💧 Getting an Aqua grunt uniform is too easy, honestly. Distressingly easy. Archie's filtering is mostly done by asking random aquatic facts and whether or not you support water pollution. Granted, not everyone did get approved since Shelly proved herself to almost be the brains of the entire operation. No one really questioned why Archie's partner was grabbing one, either. You just took it, put it on, and no one thought anything of it. Even Archie barely thought on it when you entered his quartets, busy tapping away and speaking with Matt and Shelly about who knows what. He popped a look over at you, about to tell what he thought was a grunt to come back later, before gasping.

💧 Archie instead gave a hearty laugh and a thumbs up before continuing his conversation. The Aqua Leader has no complaints or comments. You want to wear a uniform? Well, he trusts your interests align enough with his own that it will not cause any issues for him or his team. Besides, you look cute in the bandana and stripes. He almost wishes to ask you to wear it more, if anything. You look good no matter what, though.

💧 You likely have to sneak his uniform after he changes into something else (rare), so it is difficult to get the chance. Though, when you do, he finds out pretty quick since he probably wants it back. The sight of you in his wetsuit – whether it be horribly ill-fitting or surprisingly worn well – makes him grin. Though, he likely loses his mind a little if it is too big for you and scoops you up to laugh some more. If it fits, he is impressed by your form, however. He approves again, but he really needs it back.

💧 Like his dear red-headed companion, he would adore for his partner to be in Aqua with him, and it would only make sense for them to be an admin. Even if you are not, you are essentially an unofficial member with how you can come and go throughout the Aqua hideout with ease without question. So, he has given some thought to what you would wear as an admin. Granted, it would just be a themed wetsuit, but he loves the thought. So you were making it a reality? He is overjoyed and cheers on the cosplay while assuming this is your subtle way of asking him to join his team. Get ready for endless compliments and praises.

🔥Lysandre🍷

☕️ Getting your hands on a Flare uniform… Now, that was a difficult thing to do. No one was really eager to give up their 5,000,000 dollar uniform to just anyone. Well, except, maybe their boss's lovely partner, who seemed just so curious as to what one would fit like. Needless to say, you managed to get one of the bright red suits for your own. Wearing it, you almost wanted to say the price tag felt reasonable. Until you remembered why Lysandre even made his group in first place. Encountering Lysandre in the outfit had been difficult, as the average grunt was not at all allowed in his office. His café, however, served as a well enough hub.

☕️ Lysandre barely registered it at first, having been more focused on his many projects and getting a cup of coffee than any lonesome grunt. Something about you made him double-take, though. Upon a second glance, he registered your face almost instantly. The Flare Boss struggled to comprehend why you were in a Flare grunt uniform. There was absolutely no way you joined without him knowing. He then is pleasantly surprised by how well you pull off the suit. The bright red compliments you well and seems to bring out an elegant, almost handsome side that deeply respects. That almost makes him forget to question how you got a suit of your own. You do get interrogated, however.

☕️ He is mildly entertained by the sight of you in one of his suits. Naturally, it was not his only one he owned, but he found your attempt to wear some of his clothing rather adorable. Unless you are somehow both his height or build, the suit fits you improperly. Lysandre does debate having you made an outfit like his own since the thought of you in something properly fitting like his uniform almost seemed to suit you well. You are, however, his beloved lover and will be at his side of the helm in his beautiful world. The least bothered by it outside of Archie.

☕️ As for an admin uniform, assuming you go for the generic admin uniforms rather than one of the scientists, he finds himself intrigued by how long it took you to acquire the items to imitate it. He is an active purveyor of fashion, after all. There is also a minor concern about leaking among his group, but he just assumes you found out due to your connection with him. He enjoys the way it looks on you, truly, but he feels there is a certain lure that is missing and almost wants to design you one of your own. Perhaps… It was time he finally started involving you more actively in Team Flare. You opened a door that you can not close with this one.

🕶Guzma💀

□ Getting a Team Skull grunt uniform is easy. They are almost all DIY anyway, and the ones stashed out in the Po Pokemon Center are already selling some in there. You buying one barely raises any eyebrows, too. Boss's partner wants a uniform? Whatever, fine. Even when you pop into Guzma's room, he barely questions what you are doing. It does not even register with him at first until you try to sit on his lap. Then, he is suddenly aware that you have changed clothes.

□ He honestly feels a bit smug, seeing you in the uniform. The Team Skull cap and necklace look nice on you, and he barely cares to question where you got it. They have spares all around, and, once again, most are DIY made. He gets a chuckle out of it and just decides to roll with it. You were already an unofficial member. Why not let you wear a uniform? Besides, seeing you as an “underling” let his mind drift in some fun directions that it would not go for any other grunt.

□ Now, you stealing his uniform is less fun. Especially when he enters to see you sitting on his throne with his sunglasses over your eyes. He does not even want to know how you sneaked his watch without him noticing. He starts off with a laugh, expecting it to be over quickly, but you instead do a bad imitation of him. Guzma is now feeling annoyed about this. You get away with it until a grunt walks into the room and does not even realise that you have replaced Guzma at first. He is destroyed internally.

□ Team Skull's admin outfits… are not really a thing. It really is just your own flair to the general scheme they use, with a Skull necklace and black and white clothing being the only requirement. Or maybe you can match with Plumeria if you want. Either way, your wearing it intrigues Guzma. You are not an official member, no, but you do have some authority around Po town. He likes it a lot. There is almost an urge to ask you to join completely, but he gets you have your reasons. For now, he will enjoy your styling completely.

🚀Giovanni🐈

🟥 Getting a Rocket grunt uniform…. is likely easier than Giovanni would want it to be. They have spares in their hideouts, so sneaking one is not so hard. What proved a challenge was how unknown you are among the grunts and trying to navigate the den to even get a glance at your busy lovers. Too many questions and demands, or getting an order barked at you by some random higher-up. You felt like you were never going to get to Giovanni. Even trying to enter his office got you some looks from his guards, but they seemed to quickly recognise you. A questioning look was given, but the doors were unlocked.

🟥 Giovanni barely knew what to think at some random grunt, interrupting his busy schedule for an impromptu meeting, but before he could put the fear of whatever deity they believed into them, he felt suspicious Sure, he registered just the uniform at first, but when his eyes glanced at your face, he let out a sigh. Just what were you doing? He decided against questioning it and instead took a second glance at you. You really fit perfectly into the black clothing, and he would admit the bright red “R” almost felt like a claim on you. Suddenly, he will let this slide. His mind has gone elsewhere.

🟥 He barely responds to you wearing one of his suits. Yes, haha, very funny or interesting. You are even trying to get his sinister grin down but are not quite there. Giovanni claps but is mostly unimpressed. He instead recalls a time his son did something similar, and you get the feeling that he is calling your actions childish. He once again does find himself quite smug about the “R” logo, though it is quite a bit smaller on his own attire.

🟥 In a hand-crafted admin uniform, he finds himself more impressed with your talents in arranging such a look rather than you dressing up like a knock-off member. You even chose the correct styling uniforms his elite executives wore. Were you wanting a position in his organisation? He certainly hoped not because you were not getting one. Work and romance were entirely divided things for him. Though, you have given him an idea as you turned to show off the uniform. Maybe he should order you around like he did his underlings and give you a taste of the “boss” side of him.

🌌Cyrus🛰

☄️ It probably would not be that hard for them to get a grunt uniform since they most likely do have a bulk around HQ. Just go in, grab one, put it on, and give Cyrus a heart attack when you pop into his office. Saturn would not approve you as hire, he knows for sure. He wants to know where you got that and also to take it off right now because he does not like the idea of him viewing you like one of his grunts.

☄️ The Galactic Leader does hate how it makes his thoughts swirl, though. You do not look bad in it — no, not at all. It appeals entirely to his tastes. He feels so bothered by this. The last thing he wanted was for you to figure out his group's real intentions since he knows even those among his most trusted seemed to struggle with it. You truly do look good in the grey uniform. If he was not so restrained – no, if he did not lack spirit, he would allow his mind to wander more.

☄️ As for getting his, well, if the cat is already out of the bag, he is probably leaving a uniform at home to change into instead of having to wear a suit out instead. Sneak it out and discover how ill-fitting it is on you (or maybe well fitting it is if you match his height and body type). Cyrus is mildly disappointed and confused as to why you are wearing his uniform. You are not trying to join Team Galactic and usurp him, are you? He asks you to take it off again.

☄️ If you style your own commander costume, he presumably walks into your shared home to see you in it. He blinks a few times in confusion. That is certainly not one of the uniforms commissioned by him or a commander. It resembles the general theme well, but he is distressed by how you got that and why you are wearing it. Are you… pledging your support to his new world? He feels like he is left reeling by all this… You just get to watch Cyrus.exe crash before your eyes as he fails to process all this. In the end, you will be asked where you got the outfit and the explanation of wanting to try out a uniform in the style of his team leaves him bewildered and a little disappointed since he had hoped he could have your support.

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toomanystoriessolittletime · 1 year

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Flowers

Summary: Newly moved into town and single, you embrace Miley Cyrus words and buy yourself flowers. Taken by surprise by the handsome man who owned the flower shop.

Pairing: AU!Pero Tovar x fem. reader

Rating: G

Wordcount: 1.1k

Warnings: modern AU, Flower Shop AU, mentions of failed relationships, flowers, fluff, some flirting

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The immortal words of Miley Cyrus brought you to the local flower shop.

You took some time out of your Saturday to stroll into town, wearing your favourite summer dress, enjoying the first real summer day of the year.

Life had been busy these last few weeks. From starting a new job to moving out of your ex-boyfriend's house and into the tiny cottage-like house you had found. It was just big enough for you to live there. A tiny garden spread all around the house, challenging your non-existent green thumb.

Things with your Ex ended on good terms. If you were honest with yourself you had been more roommates than lovers for a long time.

You weren’t looking for something new right away, wanting to enjoy and embrace being single for a while.

You wouldn’t search for the right person, they’d have to find you.

But life had other plans.

You pushed your sunglasses up your nose, your little basket tucked to your side, filled with fresh vegetables and fruit you found on the local market.

Humming you slowed your steps, taking in the many vibrant colours of flowers outside the little shop that had been your destination all day.

Pink roses caught your eye. A beautiful arrangement with some peonies and some greenish stuff you couldn’t name exactly. Your hand reached out, stopping yourself before you could touch the soft petals.

“Can I help you?” a voice startled you and you felt your cheeks growing warm for some reason before you looked up, finding the man who had asked standing with a big bucket of sunflowers not far from you.

“Uh….” you responded, uncertain. He raised his left eyebrow, you noticed a scar over his eye, before he set the bucket down, rubbing his hands over the pants he was wearing as he stepped towards you.

“I… wanted to buy myself some flowers?” you said finally, sounding more uncertain than you liked. Frankly you were a little dumbfounded over how handsome the man was. He was taller than you, unruly brown curls that seemed to invite you to run your fingers through them framed his face. Brown eyes looked at you expectedly.

“I think you’ve come to the right place,” he said, a smile playing on the corner of his lips.

You chuckled, shaking your head to yourself, trying to work through the awkwardness you felt.

“I actually never really bought myself flowers,” you said, your eyes wandering back to the pink roses you had eyed.

“Never?” he asked. You looked at him, shaking your head.

“Why?”

“I… actually don’t know. My ex used to buy me some in the beginning, but…. It’s been a while. And I recently learned that I can indeed, buy myself flowers,” you grinned and he rolled his eyes, a playful glint in them.

“I really can not listen to the song anymore, but I have to admit it is good for business,” he winked and you laughed.

“I can only imagine,” you set your basket down, reaching for the bouquet of flowers.

“I just moved here and I wanted to treat myself to something pretty while my house is still a mess,” you said softly, looking at the flowers before you looked up at the man again.

He was looking at you with warm eyes.

“Let me pack them up for you,” he said and you nodded. He took the flowers from you and you picked your basket up, following him inside.

You were in awe of the store that seemed to stretch endless. You weren’t sure if you had ever seen so many plants and flowers in one space before. Then again flower shops had not been something you had visited before.

“Wow,” you gasped as you followed him deeper and deeper into the shop before he walked behind a counter tucked into a corner of the big shop.

He was smiling as he put your flowers in some paper.

“Are you…. Is the store yours?” you asked. He nodded.

“For some years now. Needed a new start and…. It brought me here.”

He leaned with his hands on the counter and you noticed the veins on his muscular and tanned arms.

Down girl.

“It was the same for me. I really like it here.”

“It is a nice town. The people are very welcoming and always there if you need help.”

“God, I hope so. I never had a garden to take care of by myself, I’ll need all the help I can get,” you laughed, reaching for your purse. You pulled some bills from them, pushing them towards him on the counter to pay for the flowers.

“Well. If you need advice or help? I… kind of have a green thumb,” he winked, accepting your money before he rounded the counter, giving you the bouquet back. You carefully put it in your basket.

You smiled at him.

“I can see that. I… I might come back and ask for help sooner than you like.”

“I am counting on it,” he said with a playful glint in his eye and you shyly looked down at your feet before you looked at him again.

“Ask for Pero if I’m not here. Pero Tovar,” he said.

Recognition washed over your face.

“You…. You live across the street from me I think? The house with the many sunflowers?” you asked. He nodded slowly. Hesitant.

“Sorry. I’m not a stalker. I promise,” you laughed awkwardly. “I got some of your mail last week and brought them over but no one was there…”

“Oh. Yeah. We have a new mail guy and he’s… well….,” he made a face and you laughed.

You both looked at each other before you broke eye contact and took a deep breath.

“I should go. I have a long to do list to work over today,” you said and he nodded.

You turned around, slowly walking towards the exit.

“See you around, Pero,” you smiled, turning your head to look at him.

“I am counting on it,” he said, with a wink and you released a nervous breath as you turned around, feeling a nervous tug in your belly that brought a bashful smile to your face before you slowly walked back home.

The next morning as you walked to your mailbox a smile sneaked to your face at the bouquet of sunflowers sitting in front of your door.

You looked across the street, finding Pero sitting on his porch with a mug in his hand, holding his hand up in greeting.

Smiling, you nodded at him.

You picked up the flowers and walked inside to put them into some water, before you thought about how you could thank him, allowing you to dream that maybe the right person had already found you after all.

#my fic #pero tovar #pero tovar x fem. reader #Pedro pasca #modern Pero Tovar #flower shop au #fanfiction #fanfic #fan fiction

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"There's a child trapped in the depths of the Akademiya, young and afraid-- cursed with a power that no child should hold. It's enough to draw Nahida's attention."

Hear me out. AU where Nahida meets little Cyno as he's experimented on by the Akademiya, similar to how Dunyarzad met her in her dreams.

She feels like a kindred spirit with Cyno. They're both trapped, but she's also so upset that she can't help him. The best she can do is shape his dreams to be more pleasant, taking him by the hand to draw him away from the horrors and toward places neither of them have ever been, but Nahida has seen (like we saw in 2.8 for GAA). Mondstadt, Liyue Harbor, The Grand Narukami Shine. She tells him stories of all these lands, like Venessa and the Four Winds of Mondstadt, or Kitsune Saguu. She spends the nights painting him the most colourful of dreams. She listens to his thoughts of hopelessness, of how she's his only friend-- the only kindness he's ever received.

Eventually, Cyno is taken in by Cyrus. The experiments stop, but so do his dreams. Nahida still checks in on his thoughts, though, just to make sure he's safe. He follows Cyrus to the Akademiya like a lost duckling, jumping at shadows and twisting the fabric of his clothes between anxious fingers. He's shy and quiet and perpetually vigilant, but he learns Lisa-- one of Cyrus' students-- is from Mondstadt. So he approaches her of his own accord to ask about stories. Lisa is surprised. As far as she knew, her professor's son didn't talk to anybody, but she likes children well enough. She tells him stories from her memory, Venessa being his favourite because she was trapped too.

Cyno believes he spoke to the dendro archon, but he doesn't talk about it. He asked Cyrus, once, why Lesser Lord Kusanali never leaves her sanctuary, but Cyrus had no good answer. He remembers the way Nahida understood him, and so he suspects the truth-- she can't leave. It doesn't stop his quiet devotion, even if he never speaks of it. He loves the Grand Bazaar for that.

When he's older, Cyno briefly considers Haravatat as his darshan, but Spantamad is where his interests lie. Besides, Haravatat won't focus on stories the way he'd like. He can't help but pick up a few classes, though.

Even as a matra, and eventually the General Mahamatra, he can't find any information about Lesser Lord Kusanali. In fact, the only one he ever speaks of it to is Tighnari.

It's quiet in Gandharva Ville, and Cyno asks in a tone of voice Tighnari has never heard, "what do you think of the gods?" Tighnari never put much thought into them at all. He says as much, and asks what Cyno thinks. And, well, how could Tighnari not love a god who gave his partner hope? (Years later, when the traveler comes looking, Tighnari directs them to the Grand Bazaar.)

The quest itself doesn't change much, but the first time Nahida and Cyno speak alone, he thanks her. He may have helped save her, but she saved him long before that.

#cyno #nahida #genshin impact #windblume spoilers #sort of #sometimes i'm creative #cynonari

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ridiculoser06 · 9 months

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THIS FUCKING FILM BARBIE MOVIE *EUGHAHH*

Spoilers. GO SEE THIS FILM IF YOU HAVEN’T ALREADY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Barbie movie review from someone who can’t string a sentence together without keyboard slamming or yelling.

How queer coded the discontinued/weird barbie’s are PAINS ME. THANK YOU GRETA MY GOD.

Allan is for the all the gender non conforming mfs but also he’s so ✨bisexual✨ HELP. Like he’s not barbie, he’s not Ken, he’s just in between he’s to kenly for the barbies and too barbie-y for the Ken’s so he’s like his own category please that’s my existence 99% of the time.

Like he’s not manly (kenough) to be accepted by the Ken’s but also the barbies don’t really pay much attention to him either???!? Who hangs out with Allan! Allan is ALONE. Allan has no one to relate to because THERE’S ONLY ONE ALLAN. He feels so fucking disconnected from both sides of the spectrum, he has no one to connect with, he’s just THERE. He’s just ALLAN. There’s only one of him he doesn’t have the same connection that the barbies have and the Ken’s have because they ignore his fucking existence.

Also I’m MAD about midge. Why wasn’t she in any of the film she and Allan should’ve been like power duo. Also barbies little sisters like do they exist. Also where do the Ken’s live? Do the live at beach? So many questions. (I think they’re gonna do a sequel, like- I’ve just got a gut feeling. I sense the sequel material yk yk.)

EUGHUAHHAH

Weird barbie? The experience of most queer girls. Excluded ✅ Called weird ✅ Funky hair ✅

Like she knows what it’s like to be cast as the dog and the dad in games of house. She did the man voices for the Ken’s because she’s just ‘better at them.’ She made her Ken’s leave for work trips so that the barbie bffs could stay in the dream house together. She put her barbies on her disco ball and re-enacted the Miley Cyrus Wrecking Ball music video. She is me I am her. She took the faces off of her dolls with nail polish remover and drew them back on with sharpies and cut up their hair and gave them Ken’s leather jackets. I LOVE WEIRD BARBIE AHAKGAHA.

But also stereotypical barbie is such a good representation of what growing up is like tho. Being a woman is so fucking terrifying. Growing up is terrifying and this movie absolutely subverted all my expectations like I thought it’d be some “we have to not let this little girl grow up! Ah- she’s 13 now she’s getting rid of her dolls, no don’t grow up you’re still young, yippee we saved the day now we can all play dolls.” BUT NO! They respected the fact that we all grow up and at a certain point we stopped playing with dolls. BUT ALSO Gloria shows the fact that a love of playing with dolls doesn’t always end for women, we still have such fond memories to look back on and some even relive those memories when they have daughters of their own.

The Ken’s are so interesting too tbf. The alt-right pipeline is so dangerous for impressionable minds (like Ken’s) and so many men fall victim to it, be it intentional or not. The patriarchy does not just hurt women it hurts men to.

This movie is such a great explanation for feminism imo, feminism isn’t to put men down because no one benefits from the patriarchy except those in a position of power.

This movie tells the story of women, and how damaging the patriarchy can be to society and tells it in such a unique, fun and beautiful way. EEK I LOVE ITTTT!!!

P.s can you tell I had fun with the text colours AGAAGAHAGAG

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coffeeangelinabox · 20 days

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Whumpril #6: Dizziness

“We know there were more of you,” the guard’s frustration morphs to aggressive. “You think the Domain doesn’t keep records!?” His boot impacts Cyrus’ midriff once more, and he can’t help it. He curls, whimpering and retching, tears springing to his eyes.

“Just us,” he chokes out. “You caught my brothers. There’s no one else.”

Another kick and this time the toe of the boot digs into the bruise left on his sternum. “Do you want me to get an interrogator? Is that it? A beating not good enough for the great Cyrus Porter, you want us to flay your mind open.”

No. He really, really doesn’t want that. He’s reasonably sure he’s got cracked ribs. Another good kick might break them, and if he can get the guard to shake him…lung punctures, internal bleeding. It won’t be quick and it’ll be damn painful, but it’ll be over. To judge by the dizziness, he’s already been kicked in the head a few times, the lack of remembering such a thing only adding to its likelihood. If he can annoy this guard enough, it might even be quick. But it’s a fine line to walk, riling him enough to get brutally murdered in a filthy cell without pushing him far enough to make him want to watch Cyrus suffering under the handsknivesdrugs of an expert.

“No,” he rasps, and almost asks for water and doesn’t. Weakness and dehydration can only be to his benefit. “No…and I don’t think you want to waste an interrogator’s time, either. I can’t imagine they take that too well.”

The guard reaches down, digging fists into the collar of the filthy jump suit and hauls Cyrus up. He’s not a small man, nor a light one. Only one of his eyes will still open, the other swelled shut with bruising, and the sudden elevation change makes the pain in his head and the accompanying sick wooziness increase. Still, he looks the guard over as appraisingly as he can.

“Enhanced?” he asks, mockery colouring his tone.

The shake he receives rattles his teeth.

“Of course not, I’m not filthy like you!”

“You’re barely taller than my niece,” Cyrus retorts. “Enhancements or steroids, but there’s no way you should be dragging me around. I haven’t been here that long.” He pauses. Turns the taunting up another notch. “Compensating for something.”

Instead of the fury he had expected (hoped for) and the slam into a wall that might put a bone through an organ and end all this, the guard merely smiles. He takes one hand off Cyrus, fastidiously dusting off the jump suit, straightening wrinkles. He walks him back to his bed, pushes him into a seated position at the end of it and smirks down at him.

“Only you three in that whole complex?” he asks.

“Yep.”

The three Porter brothers and no one else?”

“That’s right.”

“And their names are..?”

A secret there’s no point in keeping, they’d been walked out with him, forced to their knees alongside him. He’d had to listen to Hamish begging them not to shoot Romulus, not to separate them. Then darkness. Then here.

“Hamish and Romulus,” he grits out. He can pretend to cooperate on this at least. If the guard thinks he’s giving up everything he can, well…

He really really doesn’t want to be given to the Domain’s interrogators.

“So where’s this niece then?”

Cyrus’ heart stops in his chest. Of all the stupid- Oh, he blames what it is quickly becoming clear is a concussion for the error, but even so. He should be better than this. Should have known.

“She…” he grinds his sluggish brain into action, even as the room spins and sways, the guard blurring. “She died. It’s not like known rebels can go to the hospital for injuries sustained during raids.”

The guard nods understandingly.

Cyrus slams his eyes shut. The guards movement in opposition to the movement his scrambled brain is superimposing over the whole lot and making him feel even sicker. Behind his closed eyes rises an image of Rosie. Hamish’s girl literally, but they’d all raised her. Cyrus sees her now as the tiny girl she’d been a decade ago. Hair as black as nightshade tangled to her waist, always with smears and smudges on her face and clothes, cuffs rolled up because nothing ever fit, talking a mile a minute as a new project or idea occurred to her, and her endless interminable questions.

But whyyyyyyyy, Uncle Cyrus.

She’d be safe, she’d be safe no matter what he had to endure to make it so. Romulus swore up and down that Darrow was trustworthy, and they went way back to Romulus’ own army days, so he has to hold out, has to give her time to clear the system, to buy a new identity, to leave them all behind.

“If I ask the others about this niece of yours, will they tell me the same?” The guard sounds bored. He knows Cyrus is lying.

“Yeah.” No. Hamish at least will never be able to lie that his daughter is dead. He’d choke on the words.

“Alright,” the guard feigns belief. “I’ll ask them. But if I hear anything different, I’m going to come right back here and start cutting parts off until you tell me the truth.”

“‘Kay.” He knows his disinterest sounds like bravado, but the room is whirling so much now that the guard’s voice sounds like it’s coming from the other end of a long tunnel. He’s barely clinging to consciousness.

The cell door clangs.

Run, Rosie. Don’t look back.

#my writing #whump prompts #whump #beating #interrogation #defiant whumpee #whumpril2024 #whumprilday6 #dizziness

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celestialholz · 11 months

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For some reason, I’m seriously wondering if Brassius is /younger/ than he looks, like…Cyrus does NOT look 27, yet there he is. And Brassius was confirmed to have had physically and mentally torturous younger years as an artist struggling for recognition. I’m not saying he’s also 27 mind you, he’s more likely in his late 30’s, /maybe/ early 40’s if we’re being generous.

This…also brings up the potential of an age gap in his and Hassel’s relationship, depending on when they met. Hassel’s likely in his 50’s (somewhere on the low end, maybe), meaning they might have anywhere from a 10 to 15 year age gap in their relationship!

I’m not saying there was any orbiting mind you, they were both fully-grown legal adults when they met, and all my homies hate orbiting—but it’s something to consider, given we don’t have canon ages for every character outside of a very small few.

Ah, my dear anonymous friend, today I must have a chat with you all on coding.

Cyrus looks like this at 27 because he's wrong. His storyline is finding a way to mend the 'incomplete human spirit', and yet in his design and actions we see his flawed viewpoint. The narrative asks you to consider that if this is what perfection looks like, why is everyone else different? Why does everyone else look their age, or younger, and yet they're somehow incorrect? It's because everyone else isn't wrong. Cyrus' cold heart is draining him of his youth and vitality - he's too serious, and so it shows upon his skin. He's a commentary, a man too driven and too angry at entirely the wrong thing. He will unleash the literal embodiment of Satan to 'save us all', which is dictator language if I've ever heard it. It's why he wears grey, white and black - at his 'core', where the white undershirt is (the colour of purity), he has good intentions, or at least believes he does; his jacket is grey because he's morally ambiguous, lying to his team with again, what he thinks are good intentions - he's saving everyone, isn't he, what's the sacrifice of some good soldiers compared to that? And it's predominantly black, because his heart, and his thoughts, are literally 'dark.' He's a walking red flag on virtually every level, which makes the fact that his name literally means 'sun' particularly funny. He thinks he's bringing light to the world, but all he's bringing is darkness.

Contrast all of that to this lovely fellow here.

Brassius is physically marked by time because of both illness and depression - he was never 'wrong' in the way Cyrus is, so his lines and frown are a measure of struggling rather than a mental issue. The transformation here is palpable - the man we see jumping from rooftops and being the King of Drama is not necessarily young accordingly, he's alive. He's living his best life later in that life because he never could before - he's been healed, physically and spiritually, by Hassel. The coding here is of a youth unfortunately missed - he was drained of it too, but in an entirely different manner. Hilarious, because as I've pointed out before, Brassius is moon-coded to Hassel's sun coding - he's reflected his light, and now shines in his own right, whereas Cynthia - whose name similarly means 'moon' - is a reflection of Cyrus, the 'good' mirror to his wild ideals.

The difference lies not only in narrative, but in coding. Cyrus is a petulant youth, shouting at the world that won't listen until he makes them; Brassius is a grandpa-esque figure of art and wisdom. He's seen shit, and therefore he's basically every child's adorable little gay uncle. He's not jumping off windmills because he's full of youth, especially when we know from his rematch that it hurts his knees - he's jumping off windmills because he can. Because he's living now, because he's a role model, because he basks in literal sunlight... which is probably why he trains Grass-types, narratively. Needs that photosynthesis. <3

Likewise, speaking of men who are living nowadays...

Here is a man who has also been through some shit - the burden of responsibility vs. the freedom of being your authentic self, who has also been healed by finding his little free-spirited, unapologetic artist husband. You'll see looking at them together like this, the only thing really distinguishing the two in wrinkles is the lines around Hassel's mouth... which is pretty easy to explain away as continuous frowning, when you've spent a good portion of your life hiding your true softness and trying to be the head of the family your heritage expects you to be.

It's a very different and beautiful take on the Sinnoh dynamic, honestly. Where Cyrus and Cynthia are at odds, both fighting for their own greater good, the sun and the moon here are in harmony - they're equals at every turn. One heals the other, and vice versa; they're both role models for young people; Brassius' art depicts them both to varying degrees; Hassel shows up at gym two; Flapple is half of them each... neither seems inadequate at all. Even the skill gap evens up, because they become very similarly levelled during the gym leader rematches.

And when you've got coding like that...

Is Hassel the older one, here? Oh, almost definitely. We don't know any canon ages in Paldea except Dendra, who explicitly tells us she's 25, and therefore, Tulip must be a very similar age as they grew up together. Everyone else is up for debate, really, aside from the kids obviously being kids. But this has all been a very long way to say, dearest anon, that I don't think this age gap's as wide as you might think. :) I think, in the spirit of equality, Brassius looks older than he is, and Hassel does too, because they've both had lives of turmoil - if I had to stick numbers on it, Brassius is early 40s, and Hassel's late 40s. But as you rightly point out my unknown pal, there's no orbiting here. This is a healthy and wonderful relationship of absolute equilibrium, as my meta masterpost on them will explain more easily than I can summarise here. Both of them are utter sweethearts with good hearts, and everything they are is built on mutual respect and appreciation. But you don't usually achieve mastery of your craft, and especially not after early disadvantages, unless you're of a certain age. These two are endgame life material, the 'happily ever after' of achieving true self-worth as well as true love. They stand as our in-game grandpas for a reason. :)

#ephemeralartshipping #hassius #hassel x brassius #hassel #brassius #pokemon scarlet and violet #love me some inbox meta honestly <3 #pride month win once again! these artists are gay and completely equal!#ask #answered

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keykeep · 1 year

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You’re Not Him - George Weasley

Authors note:Apologises for not uploading for ages. Life has been hectic.I had a shit night so imma make everyone sad with me. This song is called she’s not him by Miley Cyrus in bold.

I want to start by saying thank you, i’m going to miss you hunny

The tears run down your cheeks and your hands clutch onto his sweater you’re wearing, the smell lingers and you know it will start smelling less and less of him, you don’t care that your makeup is running all you care about is how the love of your life is in a wooden box while you’re alive.

You gave me things you can’t buy back with money. You changed my life. You’ve been my world

The experiences you and Fred had were priceless.

The pranks, the date nights, family gatherings.

You’d even settle for another argument with him just to have him here.. with you.

There’s no other guy that looks like you darling . Those eyes, that tongue,those teeth, that body

Fred grew up a twin brother and although they were difficult to tell apart. You look across to George who is now a broken shell of a man. His eyes are lifeless weighed down by the heavy bags under them.

You spent countless hours counting every freckle on Fred’s face as he slept beside you, when his eyes fluttered open and the morning sun caught them and make them sparkle. You had that colour etched into your memory.

Even though we’ve gone to outer space.

Still no one can take his place.

Your not him.

No matter what you say,

No matter what you do

Every day you see George at the Burrow, you and Ron try to convince George to go to work at the joke shop. You both talk his ear off with new ideas but he never talks and you suspect he never listened. Every day you know it’s pointless to keep trying but every day you hope that he will let you in. You know deep inside, you could never fill Fred’s shoes.

I just can’t fall in love with you cause your not him

After Fred’s death you wondered if you could fall for his twin but it was impossible. He was too good and innocent for you. You missed Fred’s mischievous side.

Sneaking into your dormitory or Sneaking you into his room. Sneaking out of detention or sneaking kisses in class.

His ability to flirt and make your knees go weak when he gave you the look.

And maybe it’s beyond my control, some sort of chemical reaction.

Making it impossible to let him go.

Losing a family member is hard, you’ve had the experience first hand but when you lose the other half of yourself, no more twin telepathy, no more inside jokes.

As much as George knew his family was grieving no one could understand his loss when he looks in the mirror and hates what he sees.

You deserve a heart much bigger than one that’s torn in two

You know that one day your heart will heal but looking over at George. You knew his heart would forever be fractured for the scars of his best friend will remain. Fred was so young but George didn’t deserve his heart torn apart.

Every time you walk through my door.

I swear to god you’re more beautiful than before.

But your not him.

As time passed and you watched as George came alive again. The colour returning to his cheeks a less tired hilarious boy emerged and as he grew older you watched him blossom into a confident man, you weren’t surprised he got married or had kids.

But nothing would ever replace the love of your life.

#harry potter imagine #harry potter #george weasley #gender neutral reader #fred weasley #fred and george #fred gideon weasley #hp fanfiction #fred weasley angst #george weasley angst #song fic #oneshot

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calqlate · 10 months

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GENSHIN CHARACTERS AS THINGS KPOP IDOLS SAY THAT SOUND FAKE BUT ARE REAL (BUT I TWEAKED SOME OF THEM A LITTLE BIT)

MASTERLIST

aether: my mom said she adopted me from under a bridge

albedo, regarding cyrus' speech: i learned a lot about the adventurers' guild and you were very kind to me. thank you so much. today's talk was really boring.

al-haitham: your mouth... delete

amber, trying to speak snezhnayan to collei for the first time: why sad? give up!

arataki itto, to kuki shinobu: i am a king! you are a... woman king!

baizhu: drink water, not alcohol

barbara, to rosaria: when you struggle to answer a question, remember barbatos is always the answer

beidou: i like girls... generation

bennett: i can't ever get married because i'm scared of having a son like me

candace: in my village, we kiss instead of shaking hands

childe: stay still, before i stab you with my tailbone

chongyun, playing the game about penguins on ice: sad, it's a sad game. it makes me think of global warming.

collei: i like the school gate the most. it feels so nice when i leave school.

cyno: i feel like, the possibility of all those possibilities being possible is just another possibility that could possibly happen

dehya: i should microwave these strawberries

diluc: drive sober or get a bus pass

diona: can i hit master diluc with this? [raises spoon]

dottore: if you play a trick again, i'm going to destroy your hands

eula: water from the knights' headquarters tastes like water

faruzan: i'm a scholar, it's not my job to act cute

fischl: you ugly things

ganyu: this is a little different from the hell i know

gorou: if someone bullies you, tell me and i'll take a shit in front of their house

hu tao: all aboard the trip to hell bus!

jean: people might not know that we are knights at first glance, but yes, we are knights

kaedehara kazuha, to someone (probably) before he fled from inazuma during the vision hunt decree: if anyone asks about me, tell them that i'm dead

kaeya, about the knights: we have amazing teamwork, we can even kiss each other

kamisato ayaka: that's outside of my abilities... good luck!

kamisato ayato: maybe you should eat make-up so you can be pretty on the inside too

kaveh: you know what else is big? my feet!

keqing, being asked to speak english: a b c d e d g...

kirara: unfortunately, in the morning, i couldn't say goodbye to my goose friend. i took a walk but it was too far away. i need to make a new [animal] friend in fontaine.

klee: thank you, god of wind!

kujou sara, to arataki itto: your behaviour is so... ugh

kuki shinobu, responding to the question "when are the arataki gang going to be on any shows?": our life is already an entertainment show

la signora: here, this is poison. die.

lisa: tomorrow exists so you can put off what you can do today

lumine, to zhongli about azhdaha: your dragon speaks teyvatian?

mika: if you can't be the best, be the worst

mona: i want to fall in love but i want to make money

nahida, reading the lyrics to bruno mars' versace on the floor: it seems romantic though?

nilou: everyone except for those who are driving, put your hands up!

ningguang: beidou's birthday present... i was planning on giving her a big slap on her face

noelle: [sniffs the air] it smells like a nose!

pantalone: it's not my phone. go ahead and lick your screen.

qiqi: are there any cats in liyue? ...yeah, there are cats in liyue.

raiden (ei): the fridge is my wife

raiden (shougun): my blood type is AB. that blood type is common among psychopaths.

razor: and i said, "bennett, you look sexy like a worm"

rosaria: my favourite colour is barbatos

sangonomiya kokomi: puppies are agents of capitalism, too. they only go after treats.

sayu: all i care about is sleeping

scaramouche: they all look like fools though

shenhe: that looks like it came from hell

shikanoin heizou: do what you want, do what you love. and if your love is me, well—

sucrose: he's not dead, right?

thoma: taromarou is so cute, you could die. really.

tighnari: there's nothing wrong with being a little dumb

venti: so, green grapes are green?

xiangling: the higher the calories, the better

xingqiu: we might get into trouble, but honestly, i don't kinda care

xinyan, responding to the question "how is it like being in the forest?": it was an honour meeting so many bugs

yelan: choose your words wisely

yae miko: my body is so hot, 'cause i'm so hot!

yanfei: kidney function is not a right, it's a privilege

yaoyao, talking about rudolph the red-nosed reindeer: maybe it was not a round nose at first, but it's swollen because santa hit it

yoimiya: this is my friend that we use a lot. say hello to the trampoline.

yunjin: being an otaku is not a sin!

zhongli, talking about his relationship with childe: we say we are brothers but what binds us is a legal contract

#💫—qq writes #writeblr #writing #you're a stan if yk who said each line originally #genshin impact incorrect quotes #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact hcs #genshin impact #genshin incorrect quotes #genshin headcanons #genshin hcs #genshin

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itsawsten · 8 months

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➟ Introducing WATERPARKS ( starring awsten knight ( it’s me ! ) , otto wood ( @notottofromparx ) & geoff wigington @theregoesgeoff ) // @hollywoodfamerp

mentions of ( @margseliserobbie ) , ( @milcycyrus ) , ( @zcndcyas )

quick note/disclaimer;; for anyone new to waterparks, awsten has a condition called synesthesia so he sees and categorizes music in colours. his ever changing hair colour also represents this. so the set has lots of colourful and flashing lights for this reason as like a way for everyone to see what he does. staging notes;; there’s a lot of different and flashing lights depending on the song based off the note shared above. so expect that and will be explained below. otto is always set in the back of the stage on his drums, geoff moves around playing on his guitar and awsten is either glued to the mic or moving around, with the mic or guitar in hand (various on song). they will also have music videos or some musical aesthetic playing on the screens behind them for the audience to also enjoy

introduction;; after being introduced, by margot -- awsten will give her a hug and small talk with her before taking his place onstage behind the mic ❝ zendaya and miley cyrus -- guess we might as well cut now . ❞ he'd joke and laugh some ❝ year fucking two -- here we go . we're waterparks , god's favourite boy band and now yours . make sure you sing , clap and dance along . ❞ for the whole set unless singing certain songs the lighting is mostly a red colour.

st*rfucker ; this song is the shortest in the whole set but such a beautiful start to any set for them -- awsten will be wearing his red jacket for now but it will come off later [ jacket here ]. the stage will light up with flashing lights of rainbow colours, otto on left side of the stage, geoff playing on the right as awsten wonders around as he sings. visuals playing in the background looking similar to rainbow road in mario and presenting the words 'it's been a pleasure, nice to meet you' when needed -- awsten also screams out london during the song (you'll know when if you watch the vid) the end of the song symbolized with the stage going black, unable to see the stage or band. [ 1:06 - 2:55 ]

brainwashed ; for this song -- awsten's already removed his jacket. the lights come back on, lighting up the stage of mainly pink and orange/yellow flashing occasionally with white. the visual video includes couples dancing, rain and a couple more visuals. awsten will interact with the audience to clap their hands, sing some line and small talk about how much they enjoyed the album that released earlier in the year. the stage again goes black at the end of the song. [ 20:57 - 24:39 ]

royal ; getting into this song, the lights come on just as awsten first asks when people got into the band, raising their hand upon each album they first heard til reaching double dare (first studio album after three EPs), where this song comes from. he then states this song is for them before once again getting the crowd to clap with him as the song begins. the lights and visuals vary as the song goes on. a couple of times nearing the end as the line 'i wish i was royal but i'm not' repeats, awsten gets the crowd to sing a couple of times the words. as the rest of the songs prior the stage goes black at the end of the song -- but the lights come on the moment awsten starts to speak. [ 41:24 - 45:28 ]

brief break as awsten speaks to the crowd [ similar to 45:30 - 46:16 of video, between royal and telephone ] ; ❝ Hell yeah , man . you guys are so good . damn . i can't wait to come fucking back here on halloween four tour . -- see ! you guys sound good , your moving , the pits are healthy . here's the thing -- i'm not gonna say anything back as i'm not sure if i'll be right here and with who but i will say.. ( someone speaks ) don't say fuck , like chill it's a good place.. ( person speaks again ) -- oh fuck you then . i'd re-invite everyone in this whole crowd , except for you motherfucker -- nevermind , i'm just playing . ❞

telephone ; lights remain on from awsten's little chat. before playing this song awsten mentions getting their first song in a netflix show -- being this very song in the show 'heartstopper'. he asks if anyone saw the show or not. before mention to check it out, introducing the song and getting right into it. once again he claps first, getting the crowd to join -- lights of red/orange/yellow and green fill the stage. the visuals are curtians that reveal lights of a stage -- on the chorus different lights appear. at the end of the song awsten stops singing and walks towards geoff -- the two having a guitar break before awsten returns to the mic singing the last line of the song. the lights go off, showing the end of the song. [ 46:16 - 49:35 ]

ritual ; the lights come on -- starting in red . awsten get someone from his team to take his guitar away for this song. starting off getting the crowd to chant "otto wood" with him. shortly after he turns to geoff, who has a flag around his neck, which awsten offers to tie it in place for him. then he directs the crowd to back up and keep there as he introduces the song. the lights remain red, flashes of orange/yellow come in with the beat and upon reaching the chours, awsten counts down 3, 2, 1, go! before everyone in turn dancing with the music. visuals vary. the stage goes black at the end. [ 49:35 - 53:24 - if watched just imagine him saying london over san diego ]

closer ; before starting this song, the stage lights up in stagnant red lights. otto sits around at his drums til needed, geoff takes a seat on stage with an acoustic as well. one of their team gives awsten an acoustic guitar. he thanks the crowd for anyone who's listened to the album and how much it means to him, while playing the guitar to the beginning beat of the song he's about to sing. he gets personal on how hard it is to release something so personal but how rewarding it is when it helps people. he thanks everyone again, dedicating the song to everyone listening and introduces the song. the stage goes black again before they start the song. the lights come back on, still red, nothing flashing as a sunrise visual plays behind awsten. at the right beat, otto hits his thimbals before a silence takes over in the song after the chorus and they all hit their instruments. the lights flash and turn blue/purple and the visuals become a sunrise. after this chorus the lights flash again -- turning to red then a much darker blue/purple with a night sky visual behind them. white lights occasionally flashing as they play. as they reach the final chorus the light go stagnant again in blue and the visuals go off, otto and geoff stop playing. the beach set visual slowly returns, lights calmly changing colour til they reach red as awsten sings and plays alone. sunrise visual repeats as the song slows til it ends the the lights go off, the stage again going black. [ 1:03:55 - 1:09:37 ]

real super dark ; the stage remains dark and in this awsten's guitar is taken by their team. as the song starts, going red as awsten starts to sing. occasional flashes of orange/yellow lights. the visuals vary as awsten sings and wonders around the stage, even at one point towards the end getting on the ground briefly. at the end the stage goes dark again. [ 1:15:33 - 1:18:13 ]

funeral grey ; the stage lights up -- geoff and otto playing away as awsten wonders the stage asking for the crowd to make some noise. lighting is set with red/orange/yellow with confetti type visuals -- nearing the chorus tennis balls drop in the visuals , also displaying a grey sweater after the first chorus . nearing the end of the song smoke briefly fills the stage. [ vid dif from above ; 1:24:29 - 1:29:43 -- includes exiting speech for below ] fuck about it ft. miley cyrus (replacing blackbear) ; as the lights come on awsten speaks saying they have one final song and thanking everyone for coming out and for getting to play. he also asks if anyone in the crowd will make the london show on halloween. -- after this awsten introduces the song and mentions a special guest will join them in place of blackbear who's become a big part of the band offstage. the visuals start with red roses and the stage darkened but lite up enough to see the band. awsten directs the crowd to put their hands up and shortly after he starts wondering the stage. the visuals are of the band similar to the museum paintings they posed for in the music video as the lights turn red . after the chorus the visual turns to a white diamond, and occasionally flashing miley over blackbear and the lights turn blue and miley cyrus enters the stage to sing with them, replacing blackbear over awsten's usual of getting the crowd to sing his lines. seeing her places a stupidly bright smile on awsten's face and he hugs her before stepping away before starting to sing with her, roaming the stage again. directing for hands up before the second chorus. during a music break he asks the crowd to make noise for otto, then geoff before singing the next line, walking back towards miley sing with her til the stage goes black briefly before the chours starts again. in the dark awsten sets his mic on the stage to share one with miley instead. dancing around stage with her as they sang til the last lines which they just stop and look at each other, smiling and laughing like old pals. [ ( ending speak is before the song above, order is different for this festival though // original vid ref -- 28:32 - 33:12 ] additions after the final song ; once the song ended -- awsten was just smiling and laughing with miley, thanking her quietly after moving the mic away from their mouths. gently rubbing her arm, giving her a more loving smile til all of a sudden without thinking he leaned in and kisses her. the world around them not mattering to him til he heard cheering turn to gasps. quickly pulling away, looking towards geoff, then back towards otto -- both mouths gaping open. looking towards the crowd looking ahead curiously, shocked and wondering til awsten dropped the mic, darting off stage without another word -- not even properly ending the set.

final notes;; epilepsy warning to anyone viewing the linked by each song. the original number at the bottom was from the spotify set -- but i did add both. the videos are linked mostly to see what is explained -- just know it's slightly different from those lives to group lives. just keep in mind the outfit picked for their performance as well as it won't line up with what's in video so -- use your imagination. full set list linked here -- songs are linked in desc of videos. first one is all but the last two on my set list & the second video covers the second to last song only -- enjoy my references in full ; time - 25:24 [ xxx ] & [ xxx ] // here's the song on spotify [ xxx ]

#tw long post #hollywoodfameevent #hfrpmusicfestival #career; waterparks; writing you songs and singing them all like #[ enjoy some drama & hopefully something in the gossip soon ]

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echo-echo31 · 2 years

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The Water Hears and Understands | Siren!Yancy x GN!Reader

Chapter 1

I finally did it :3 I'm going to be updating this every third Sunday!

Warnings: hypnotism/mind control implied.

When you dream, you dream of the ocean. Not the tranquil, serene scenes that most people imagine. No, your mind is overflowing with tormented, mountainous waves. The colour of the sea is steel, almost black, as it curls around like it wants to destroy its own self.

When you dream, it's dark. The deep visions of the darkest depths engulfing your senses, till the only knowledge you have is of immense pressure and the memory of sunlight.

When you dream, it's of a voice. Not words but a language so ancient and etheral that it seems to be injected directly into your veins. Unable to be translated but omnipotent none the less. It's not even language really, it's more like...singing.

***

When you wake up, you don't remember any of that.

What you do remember, is that you have an appointment at 8am sharp with your boss, ominously titled 'Review' in your shared work calendar.

It's almost as if you simply time travel, suddenly finding yourself standing in their office with a vague recollection of having gotten ready, eaten breakfast, and taken the bus to work.

"Alright, I think that's it? Got any questions for me?"

You blink out of your daze to make eye contact with the warden of Happy Trails Penitentiary. The man looks warm, but in that 'might secretly be a serial killer' kind of way, which you admit would be pretty ironic.

"Um...oh, no! I'm all good, Mr Murrdar-Sloretore"

Seriously. Whoever got married to combine those surnames really had a very particular sense of humour.

"Ok then," The warden rises from behind his desk, pulling his suit jacket down and gesturing for you to follow him to the door.

You continue on your way through the corridors of the prison, passing the guard's recreation room, the staff toilets, the CCTV office, all the way down to the metal gate painted in a peeling pale green. The warden unhooks his keys from his belt, fiddling a little, before slotting the correct one in and opening the gate as it sounds its long, groaning protest.

It's still weird to you that Happy Trails hasn't modernised, but you can't help being grateful. Technology was never your strong point.

You continue on your way, passing the threshold between freedom and incarceration, until you get to the plastic booth that's used for the processing of new prisoners.

It's then your heart stops.

It's a flash, like when lightening briefly illuminates the sky. One moment you see the back of a dark haired man, a tattoo across his neck, shoulders omitting easy confidence. The next, he turns, and it's as if your lungs fill with water.

For a single moment, you see pointed fangs teasing you from a provocative smile. The neck tattoo is replaced with what looks like three incisions. But the eyes. Ice blue, almost white, with a pupil so small it might as well be a speck. Those eyes seem to look right at you. You smell the harsh sting of salt. You hear a voice, a noise, a song...so familiar...so right...you just need to-

Then the moment is gone and you find yourself suddenly stood right next to the new inmate, looking at deep brown eyes that reflect the same confusion and uncertainty that you feel.

"Ah, yes! Here's our new guest. Mr Philip Cyrus-"

"-Yancy," The man stops him mid sentence, for some reason looking at you whilst addressing him, "Name's Yancy"

You step back a little, conscious that you're probably imposing on personal boundaries. Yancy's mouth curls upwards at the side slightly.

"Alright then, Mr Yancy," The warden is now flipping through paperwork on a clipboard, frowning when he gets three pages in, "It's says here you're from Ohio, son. What's with the accent?"

"My Pa used to ask the same thing,"

He doesn't say it in anything but a nonchalant tone, however you notice the warden stiffen at his words.

"Right then, guess we welcome you to Happy Trails. Officer Y/N here will escort you to your living arrangements,"

With that he nods once to you and turns back towards the peeling gate. To freedom.

You turn back, unable to stop the feeling of déjà vu from crawling up your body.

Yancy holds out a hand with a gleam of something you can't quite define in his eye.

"Nice to meet ya, officer. You doing okay? Looks like youse ain't been sleepin' right,"

You know you're not suppose to touch the prisoners except for safety, but there's something about the man before you, that makes you grasp his hand and shake it without thinking.

A moment of awkward silence, then you remember your job.

"Right...Mr Yancy, if you'll follow me," You pull back from the contact quickly, moving in front of him and almost forgetting to check of he actually is following you.

Again, time seems to skip forwards. You put it down to tiredness again when you find yourself at the cell Yancy will inhabit for the next couple of years, without having really paid any attention to the journey there.

"If you could please drop off your personal belongings and then report to the canteen, they will register you for meal times. Wake up is 7am sharp, lights out at 10pm. Do you have any questions?"

You only realise you've been staring at the cell wall rather than the prisoner, when you look back to see Yancy leaning against the metal bars, eyebrow raised, with a smirk that makes you want to check your teeth.

"Youse seem familiar like, officer," He pushes himself away from where he's been leaning, traveling towards your space so that you cautiously place a hand on your emergency radio, "What's your name?"

His voice is suddenly deeper, more precise. He's now only about a foot away. You think you can see a ring of icy blue around his pupil.

"You...you don't need to ask that, Yancy. I am your prison guard, and you need to...r-respect boundaries,"

You hate the way your voice shakes a little. You're never normally this nervous, this unprofessional.

What the hell is going on? Get a grip, Y/N.

Yancy's eyes flick downwards towards your lips once.

"I guess I am forgettin' my manners," He steps away and you can breath again.

Quickly deciding to get out of whatever the hell this situation is, you go to walk away, leaving Yancy to wonder into his cell.

He calls back to you half way down the corridor, and you swear the accent dissipates for a moment.

"My apologies, officer. I did not mean to intimidate you. I'm sure we will have plenty of time to get to know each other properly...Y/N,"

Later, they tell you that you blacked out in the cell corridor. You wake up with ringing ears and wetness gathering at your thighs.

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finniestoncrane · 1 year

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hey congrats on 1K!! i’ve just followed you recently and have your fanfics saved to check them out when i have free time, your writing is banger💪😎

mind if i get a no. 9?

i’m scottish and currently in my last year of uni. i study english and film and those 2 things are pretty much my hobby as well. i write scripts and make short films with my friends. but im kinda an introvert and have episodes of depression; but we move lmaoo.

i’m a brunette and my hairstyle is like a shag/wolf cut, just really choppy and weird looking. i keep good hygiene but most of the time i look insane bc i have oily skin, bitten nails, hairy legs, messy hair, etc. i’m 5”2 and 11 stone, so i’m built like a goblin. i wear clothes that are baggy bc i find it comfy. my eyes are blue, like that miley cyrus staring meme blue, they’re intense and scare me.

hope this helps lmaoo idk what to write. thankyo!!

🎀 No.9: Ever Fallen In Love With Someone 🎀

tell me a little bit about yourself and i'll give you a rogue pairing a/n: aaaaay country mate! also i studied film too (with added theatre)! and ty so much ;-; 💚 1k milestone info! 🔞minors dni🔞 • kofi • tag: finnie1k

going insane here, doing something i've never done before, please don't hate me i know he could be considered divisive but john doe is an absolute sweetheart and i won't be told otherwise and he'd make an excellent friend/so

ok so short films and writing are such creative endeavours. he's never not trying to record his little ventures. i think he would love to indulge his creative side and make something with you. a documentary, a comedy, or even a horror film i bet

he's so caring and sweet, and so desperate to please the people he loves, so he'd be so understanding and gentle during a depressive episode

and in addition to that, he doesn't seem like an intense extrovert, more like he doesn't know volume control or societal norms, but he'd happily do the ordering in a restaurant for you. he'll be your "THEY SAID NO PICKLES" guy, albeit slightly more violent than you might have hoped for

he'd be so into a scruffy hair style, it would match his. he'd maybe suggest you dye it a neat colour, maybe purple, just to be equally colourful as he is, and also so people know at first glance you two are a couple... not possessive (maybe a little bit)

i think having someone who isn't like super high maintenance would be good for him. someone who is happy to be silly and chill and not constantly on the brink of a criminal meltdown. someone who doesn't take a super long time to get ready and can just go with the flow on a whim would be key in a relationship because he's such a whimsical little fella

and it's fine that your eyes are intense. he's intense. and he doesn't mean it so he'll understand. but getting to lose himself in your stare is exactly what he wants from a relationship. to lose all sense of himself in you because he wants that movie love

#finnie1k #finnie writes

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leggerefiore · 4 months

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Weavile!Cyrus's reaction to his S/O making little handicrafts with his shed fur? 🥺

cw: fluff, Weavile Cyrus

Cyrus felt confused after he saw you picking up some of his fallen for. Naturally, he tried to keep everything tidy and pick up after himself, but you seemed to notice it faster than him. He would have thought nothing of it had you taken it to the bin to toss it, yet you did not. No, instead, you put it into a basket. It was something he would normally look past, not having the urge to waste precious time and energy on such foolish things. But, he felt curious. Why? His fur was not something he felt was something worthy to be collected.

“What are you doing?” His voice was low and quiet, with the usual tone of complete seriousness. You jumped at his sudden closeness.

“Cyrus!” your voice held a slightly upset tone, “I was collecting some of your fur.” The Weavile hybrid cocked a brow up. That was actually what you were doing. Why? He simply could not understand why you would do such a thing. You let out a sigh. “I know, I know, this seems like it's going into scary hair-collecting obsessive lover, but I'm actually using it to make yarn,” you explained awkwardly, “It's really good at holding in warmth so it's been good for handling the cool weather around the time of year.”

Somehow, you had managed to bewilder him even more. Yarn? You were using it to make things? He felt confused. “… You've made things?” Cyrus finally asked, allowing himself this simply curiosity. You nodded eagerly in reply and walked over to a draw beside the couch to pull out something. He stared at the dark blue gloves in your hands.

“Yep! This is one I finished, but I actually am working on a cap right now, and I'm trying to collect enough for a scarf, too,” you smiled at him. Something odd panged in his heart at the thought of you wearing his fur. He had always despised his status as a hybrid and was simply annoyed by all the set-backs being one had granted him. His fur especially was something that caused immense distaste within him. You, however… You wearing something made from his fur made him feel oddly warm inside.

“… I see,” he nodded. There was no point in stopping you. Hobbies were healthy, after all, and it seemed like a good way to prevent his fur from being entirely useless. “Are you attempting to subtly ask me to give you my fur sheddings?” Cyrus stared at you.

“Please,” you begged him suddenly, catching one of his hands in between your own, “Your fur is just such a pretty colour, and I love its texture…” He sighed. There was no way he could tell you no when you looked at him with such pleading eyes.

“Do as you will,” Cyrus turned away from you to recover himself, “… I'll leave my shedding around the house to you.”

Your big, warm smile nearly melted him. Unfortunately, the sudden heat consuming his body was probably dangerous for an ice-type.

“I'm going to make you a sweater,” you later told him.

“… Wouldn't that be redundant? My fur already covers my body.”

“You shiver.”

“Must you bring that up?”

“Fine, I'll cuddle you constantly instead.”

#cyrus.ima

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mythical-fangirls · 9 months

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The Miraculous Movie is Good, not perfect because nothing is but it does the story that the show tried to do in 5 seasons in like 2 hours and it made Gabriel’s redemption actually believable unlike... well you know the end of this.

It being a musical was a detail I completely forgot, but honestly I didn’t care in the end. To me, after overthinking some barbie movies, a musical’s songs are suppose to do one of a few things. 1. Expand/Explore a character and their personality, etc etc 2. Progress the plot 3. Expand/Explore character dynamics Sort of the same thing a montage is used for except Quirky

Now, if you didn’t like the movie that’s your own thing. But we can agree that the animation is gorgeous, right? At least, for the standards of the show. Right?

I love the changes they did compared to the show. How Marinette saved Fu was much more dramatic and deserving of the Miraculous. Plagg just picking Adrien himself is Very Plagg I love how they made it so that Tikki & Plagg can move within their Miraculous to pick their holders

Making Master Fu a bit of a weird/crazy old man makes him giving the Miraculous to children make a lot more sense, also it’s funny

They gave a time limit to how long Gabriel can be Hawk Moth for, because you can only do the same song and dance and change the colour of your shoes so many times before it gets a bit dull.

The relationship between Marinette & Adrien was Chef’s Kiss. Their Civvie IDs being friends, and their hero IDs being playful besties so their romance feels organic

Also, they gave Gabriel billy ray cyrus hair and I can’t get over that. Look at Gabriel and then look at an image of Billy Ray Cyrus when he had long hair, outside of the hair colour, it looks the same

#miraculous ladybug

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random-genshin-things · 2 years

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Savior (Childe x Medic Reader) Ch 4

Link to Ch 3

Link to Ch 1

The trip back to Mondstadt was relatively easy. Cyrus and Iris had insisted your team take the supply wagon at the base camp and ride back to Mondstadt. Originally you had felt a little guilty to be taking their wagon, but since you couldn't walk and your team needed to bring back an unconscious man, your slight protests had been swiftly laid to rest.

Fortunately, your patient seemed to improve with the change in weather and altitude. While still unconscious, you were able to change his bandages with help and give him better medicine to treat his fever. He was even starting to regain a normal colour in his cheeks. You were almost hoping he might awaken on your trip back but that was not the case.

You had resigned yourself to the idea that it was probably best that he hadn't awoken. If he had, then he probably would have been subjected to questioning from your teammates. And if your suspicions were correct, they would be furious when they found out that he was a Harbinger. Yes it was for the best that he slept through the trip and had no recollection of who you were.

Once you had arrived at the gates of Mondstadt, your team was stopped by a knight.

"Welcome to Mondstadt, travelers. How can I help you?" Jean-Pierre was the first to approach the knight as he spoke.

"Hello. My name is Jean-Pierre. We are a research team from the Sumeru Akademiya. One of my team members was injured on Dragonspine and we also found an unconscious man. Where is the best place to seek medical attention?" The cart you were on stopped in front of the gates as Jean-Pierre spoke.

"That would be the Favonius Cathedral at the tallest point in Mondstadt. Just ask for Barbara." The knight gestured through the city center towards the spires in the distance. You let out a groan just looking at the trek you were going to have to make.

Unfortunately for you and your team, there are an inordinate amount of stairs to climb to get to the Favonius Cathedral. You had to use Jean-Pierre as a crutch while Monika and the knight, who's name you learnt was Lawrence, carried the still unconscious ginger man.

"How much longer?" Monika looked like she was about ready to drop him. And her tone was hinting at mild annoyance.

"It's the building just up ahead, ya know behind the giant statue of Lord Barbatos." Monika shot you a sharp glare at your words.

"It was your idea to save him, but I've had to carry him up over two hundred stairs!" Monika huffed in response. Maybe your sarcastic retorts should wait for another time.

As you entered the Cathedral, you were greeted by a short blonde. Her wavy hair was pulled back into twintails on either side of her head. She wore a pristine ivory dress with a matching cap. On her left hip rested a catalyst and hydro vision. It was clear from her uniform that she must be a nun and hopefully the deaconess.

She spoke in a soft voice as she addressed you, "Oh dear. What happened here?"

You held her concerned gaze as you replied. "We were caught in an avalanche on Dragonspine. I'm a doctor from the Sumeru Akademiya, so I was able to administer some aid, but my wrist is broken."

"Oh dear! Here let's get you both to a bed!" The blonde, who introduced herself as the cathedral's deaconess Barbara, helped you to a bed in the back.

You insisted that she look at your companion first. He definitely needs more care than you would and you wanted to make sure that he was stable before worrying about yourself. Once Barbra was able to bring down his fever completely using her vision, she turned to you.

"As you thought, I believe your wrist is broken but luckily your ankle is only sprained. I should be able to treat it and have you walking again soon." Barbara assesses your injuries and begins setting to work on healing them.

Jean-Pierre, who had insisted on staying with you despite your protests that he go with Monika to Good Hunter, now spoke up. "Does that mean we will be able to leave tonight? We were already supposed to have left for our trip back to Sumeru."

"Once I've finished treating her ankle, she should be able to walk." At Barbara's response, you turned to Jean-Pierre.

"Why don't you go tell Monika the good news." You needed to get him out of here so that you could talk to Barbara about your new Fatui Harbinger friend.

Jean-Pierre seemed reluctant. "Are you sure? You don't need me to stay with you?" Jean-Pierre's reply doesn't surprise you. He's always seemed like a worrier and he's usually especially concerned about your safety. You smile softly at him and give his hand a squeeze.

"I'll be fine Pierre. I'm not going anywhere. I'll be right here when you and Monika get back." With that final push, Jean-Pierre nodded to you and left the cathedral to find Monika. Now you could discuss what you really need to with Barbara.

"Excuse me, Barbara. Would there be a way to send a message to the Goth Grand Hotel? I have reason to believe that the man I brought back is a Fatui Harbinger. But my team members cannot know that. So is there a way to notify someone to come get him after we leave?" You try to seem as calm and collected as possible but you're really hoping Barbara gets the idea that your teammates must be kept in the dark about this man's identity.

Barbara looked between you and the man lying in the bed. "Y-yes I can send a message, but I believe I'll need to inform Acting Grandmaster Jean."

"Of course. Thank you." You let out a sigh.

Barbara treats your injuries in silence. Once she is finished, she leaves to inform the Knights of Favonius and the Acting Grandmaster that there was an unconscious Fatui Harbinger in the cathedral.

You decided it was time to say goodbye to the man who's name you would never learn. He was sleeping peacefully now and his skin had returned to a natural colour. You placed your uninjured hand to his forehead to check his temperature one final time, and were pleased to find his fever had completely dissipated. He was going to be alright and you could breathe a sigh of relief that your patient was going to make it. As you removed your hand, he reached out and caught your wrist in his grip.

"Y/N..... don't... go...." He was still in a deep sleep and you knew he couldn't hear you but you still replied.

"I'm sorry. I have to go now. But you'll be okay, you're safe." You reached your other hand out to slightly brush his soft bangs. You could hear his breathing, slow and steady, as his grip on your wrist lessened before his hand fell back to his chest.

"Goodbye."

Jean-Pierre soon returned with Monika and you all began your trek back to Sumeru leaving Mondstadt and the mystery Harbinger behind.

.........

Beams of light streamed into the Favonius Cathedral in Mondstadt, shining directly onto the face of the Eleventh Harbinger of the Fatui. Tartaglia clenched his eyes before slowly opening them to be greeted by the high arches of the gothic cathedral. The sunlight that streamed in graced the walls in a soft celestial glow and caught the swirls of dust rising and falling in the air.

"It took you long enough to wake." A sharp voice rang through the hollowed arches of the cathedral breaking the tranquility of the space.

He knew that voice. It was the condescending tone of his fellow harbinger La Signora. Tartaglia sat up slowly, and felt dull pain in his abdomen.

Right. He'd receive a hit in a sparring match. He takes his time to make sense of his surroundings. This most certainly wasn't Dragonspine, where he had been leading a squad in investigating the strange environment. Not something that he would normally handle, but the other harbingers had their hands tied. He had been at the base camp when the avalanche happened.

Wait. He'd been buried in an avalanche.

That's when she saved him. Tartaglia could only vaguely recall the soft voice and gentle hands that had treated him so kindly.

"When the Acting Grandmaster of the Knights of Favonius approached me to inform me that one of my fellow Harbingers was unconscious in the Favonius Cathedral, I almost laughed at her. What are you doing here?" La Signora's voice was tinged with disdain as she sat in a chair next to Tartaglia's bedside. Her legs were gracefully crossed one over the other and her arms crossed over her chest. She sat with the air of royalty, only the fingers on her left hand tapping against her arm betrayed her annoyance in her countenance.

Tartaglia was lost in thought, his mind consumed with trying to recall everything he could remember from the days he spent ill.

She must have brought him here. His savior.

"The deaconess said you were running a fever as a result of an infected wound. Had it not been treated by the doctor that brought you back to Mondstadt, you might have died. As it turns out, the doctor was also the one who identified that you are a Harbinger." La Signora's tone betrayed very little but Tartaglia had worked with her long enough to tell that she was not happy.

However Tartaglia didn't respond, he didn't even acknowledge that he'd heard her at all. His thoughts ran rampant.

She knew he was a harbinger? And she still helped him?

Tartaglia knew how most people outside of Snezhnaya felt about the Fatui, let alone a Harbinger. But that hasn't stopped his savior. She hadn't cared. She saved him anyway. Tartaglia finally looked up and acknowledged his fellow Harbinger. Only to ask a single question.

"So where is she?" Tartaglia was ready to run to her side, to pick her up and spin her around while offering his sincerest thanks.

La Signora's brow rose in slight confusion. "Who?"

"My savior." Tartaglia let a grin break out over his face at the thought of seeing her again, for real this time.

La Signora chuckled. "Do you mean the doctor? She's already left to return to Sumeru."

Tartaglia's grin slowly fell.

She had left? Why?

Tartaglia racked his brain for what he could remember from his hazy semi-conscious state.

“I'm sorry. I have to go now. But you'll be okay, you're safe.”

That's right she was forced to leave. But why?

“I'm a doctor from the Sumeru Akademiya.”

The Akademiya. She had to return to the Sumeru Akademiya. Tartaglia wanted to curse his luck. If he had only woken up earlier he'd be able to speak with the wonderful soul that saved his life. The bold woman who didn't fear his status as a Harbinger and found the kindness to help him in his time of great need. Tartaglia resolved not to let this be the end. If she couldn't stay here with him, he'd just have to go find her. Tartaglia gave La Signora another of his boyish grins.

"Guess I'll just have to go find her then."

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