#this is his Lewk ever. to me

[gordonsicedcoffee]

Leigh Whannell on Recovery (1999)

extra:

me when I fckn GET u

#leigh whannell #this is his Lewk ever. to me #had to preserve it in gif form for posterities sake #these gifs come from the bit where he's defending his star wars knowledge lmao #we had a bit of ~controversy~ last week :o #the switchboard was flooded w/calls about MEEEEEEEEE #need him carnally #also. gender #perceiving him like wow. I look exactly like this. I don't of course. but I do #also. used an absolute metric FUCKTON of noise on these jfsdhjhfdsj #but the quality is already v low. so I'm givin myself. one iota of grace 4 that #mine

[ambreiiigns]

people talk too much abt terzo coming back from the dead stop before i start believing there's a real chance and then when it won't happen i'll be so sad :(

#do i think it could be genuinely cool like for the story and not just cause he's my beloved? yes. #do i feel like things have been to weird w him for it to not lead anywhere? yes #do i feel like it would be a waste if it didn't lead anywhere? yeah kinda #but like realistically. i don't think they'll go for that #tobias is many things but Respectfully i don't know if he'd be this clever Lol #but. you know. i wish #but then i truly don't know what COULD be next. would they really do another cardinal??? #there can't keep being more secret emeritus kids here and there. not that i doubt that nihil wasn't enough of a manwhore to leave kids #fuckin everywhere that he never knows abt but like. it would be abbit boring & repetitive? but then what are we doing ! i'm soooo intrigued #oh nay #like main reason i truly kinda hope terzo can come back is bc we have a bigger budget now so maybe he can also get a bunch of #nice nice cunty clothes to slay in harder than ever like copia #terzo deserves those lewks way more than copia ever did. so. i kinda hope he #like genuinely 80% i want him back so he can slay and we can play barbie dress up games w him #10% is for a chance to be ciriced by him #10% is ?????? #but then i also Don't want him back bc if i think he would have to get new ghouls it makes me sad. he cared his ghouls #i know he already pretty much had a whole new set after the lawsuit but. it feele a liddol sad to me anyway

[taylorswiftstyle]

2024 Golden Globe Awards | Los Angeles, CA | January 7, 2024

Gucci gown

Let it be known my Roman Empire is painted a shade of aurora borealis green. 

I’m biased. I love it. You’re buckling up for a rave. But everyone knew that, right? 

I want it on record that no one should be surprised when they see this lewk on the TSS Favourite Outfits of 2024 list. And that I’ll devise some maniacal strategy to make it make sense to include in every annual list from here to eternity.

Let's get the obvious out of the way in that this shade of green could easily be interpreted as very snakelike and thus a nod to reputation and its forthcoming re-recorded version. I'd even happily apply it to the teal-y and springlike green of debut if we want to go debutation on this.

But if we are to talk about Gucci we have to talk about the precipice the house is upon right now. As it relates to Taylor, I suspect her dress (specific shade TBD - Chartreuse? Apple? Pear? Some other adjacent fruit that’s a feast for my eyes?) is a preview of Fall 2024 and a clear indicator of the path the new creative director Sabato De Sarno’s will take the brand in. Which is to say, muting the eccentricity of Alessandro Michele’s era of Gucci that brought the brand to a new level of renown in favour of something cleaner and sexier. Nicole Phelps for Vogue already noted that De Sarno’s first collection for Gucci — Spring 2024’s Ancora, meaning ‘again’ in English and released in September — evokes a Gucci when Tom Ford was once at the helm, praising De Sarno’s approach to “the upfront sex appeal of those ’60s-by-way-of-the-’90s shapes, and straight riffs on Ford hits” while “establish[ing De Sarno’s] essentials, focusing on cut and proportion, and repeating shapes for emphasis.”

Indeed, Taylor’s gown is directly reminiscent of a Fall 2004 look from Ford’s Gucci - all green sparkles and sexy disco energy. This makes sense when we consider De Sarno’s history and homeworking when he decided to take the creative director post. He told WWD, “Gucci to me equals luxury … the first fashion piece I ever owned was a Gucci jacket by Tom Ford. I still remember I traveled to Rome to buy it with my friend … luxury was really not part of our world. Television was the only way to see fashion for me back then.” He added, “My ambition is to build an aesthetic message with an edited collection that is mindful of Gucci’s heritage and close to my own aesthetics.”

When we consider my personal history with Taylor and Gucci, I don’t have to look very far to immediately picture one of my all time favourite Taylor looks — the 2014 Grammys when she wore a sparkling Gucci Première column gown which is not too dissimilar to this one. What can I say, I’m consistent. The shape, the perfect kiss-the-floor hemming, and obviously the divine colour that really pops on Taylor will have me swooning for a long time. 

At the end of it all, what I come back to is De Sarno’s sentimentality to naming his first collection: Ancora. Again. He told WWD, “Ancora is a word that you use when your desire is not over yet … I want to fall in love with fashion all over again — ancora.” In the same interview he said, “I like words a lot, they have weight and a precise meaning, they convey emotions, so I like artists who use words.” 

It dawns on me that Taylor’s light is shining at its brightest now as she highlights, celebrates, and - indeed - falls in love with all the versions of herself she has ever been. Revisiting her eras past again. And again. In every re-record. In every step she takes on stage. In every cutting line she writes in ruminating and revisiting the experiences of her life and translating them into song. She’s flitting, flirting, memorializing all her past selves in celebration of their summation of her current self. And that’s what this ‘era of eras’ has been. 

So if this is De Sarno’s Gucci I say welcome. Ancora. 

Photos by Monica Schipper/GA and Amy Sussman via Getty Images

#taylor swift #award #dress #gucci #january 2024

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

the girl next door 5

Warnings: this fic will include elements, some dark, such as age gap, manipulation, chronic illness, noncon/dubcon, coercion, and other untagged triggers. Please take this into account before proceeding. It is up to curate your online consumption safely.

Summary: A new neighbour moves in and upends your already disarrayed life.

Author’s Note: Please feel free to leave some feedback, reblog, and jump into my asks. I’m always happy to discuss with you and riff on idea. As always, you are cherished and adored! Stay safe, be kind, and treat yourself.

This lewk but silverfox

As your mother waits in her chair, watching the window, dolled up in her nicest skirt, with her hair pressed and her eyes lined, you follow the directions on the containers of the premade grocer meals. Roast the potatoes, veggies too, and heat up the chicken. It’s very easy, even for you.

You set the table as the oven warms up and put out the nice plates you never touch. You fold napkins under the cutlery like you’ve seen on television and in restaurants, not that you ever go anywhere by the drive thru. It looks nice. Sort of.

You hear the recliner creak and your mother get up. The doorbell rings and you jump. You rush into the entry way as your mother looms in the front archway. You look at her and she sends back and expression with deadly venom. You go to the door and steady yourself, slowly turning the latch.

You pull it open and muster a smile which must appear closer to a cringe, “hello, uh, hi.”

“Hello,” Steve smiles, a bouquet of sunflowers in his hands. “How are you?”

“Mm, good,” you mumble.

“Great, I brought you ladies some flowers,” he looks between you and your mother as she steps into the hallway. “Something to brighten up the place.”

“Oh my, thank you, Steve,” your mother rushes forward, her left foot thumping a bit heavier than the other, “that is so sweet of you.”

As she snatches the bouquet, a petal flies loose from her tremor. She brings them to her nose, nearly crushing them into her face as her cheek quivers. She’s overexcited and her symptoms more obvious. You step aside as she beckons in your guest.

“You two look nice,” Steve comments as she stops to remove his shoes. His hair is combed tidy back and he wears an oceanic button-up with khakis. He is indiscernible from any other suburban dweller.

“Thank you,” your mother preens and you echo her softly. “Please, come in. I think dinner’s almost ready.”

She glances at you and you nod, “yes, uh, I’ll... go do that.”

You feel Steve watching you. You shrink down and cross your arm over your middle and back away. You turn and shuffle down to the kitchen. You feel how the skirt and sweater let in the breeze around your thighs and reach to tug the hem.

“Grab a vase for the flowers too, honey.”

You let her words trail after you. Honey. The epithet isn’t dripping in her usual poison. You go and open the stove, letting out the aroma of seasoning. It should be almost there.

You search under the sink and find an old mint green vase. You wash it out and fill it with cool water. You bring it out to the dining room and set it on the table. You can hear your mother and Steve in the next room.

She shoves the flowers at you before you can say a word. You take them as she keeps her attention on your guest.

“How’s the house coming along?” She asks in a singsong, “you’ve been doing so much work, I’m surprised you could make the time for us.”

“Of course. Nice to have a few friendly faces around. Not gonna lie though, I do have fridge full of casseroles already.”

You go back to place the stems in the vase. You linger there, safely away from their conversation. You have nothing to add anyway. You’re best to keep an eye on the food.

“Ugh, really? Let me warn you about this place, those bleach blondes aren’t as chipper as they put on,” your mother sneers as you wait for the gravy to simmer.

You don’t think the people around the neighbourhood are bad. They’re just different. Besides, you can’t blame them for their judgment. You might feel the same if you were like them. If you were pretty and perfect and rich.

You hover by the stove and stop the timer before it can buzz. You take out each pan and transfer the contents to thick porcelain serving dishes. You bring them to the table, one at a time.

“Mom, er, Steve?” You peer into the front room, “dinner is ready.”

“Oh, finally, I’m starving,” your mom sighs.

“Smells good. What are we having?” Steve gestures your mom ahead of him, waiting patiently as she moves stiffly. You can see the struggle in the stitch between the brows as how she stops herself from bracing her hip. She’s embarrassed.

“Roast chicken, potatoes, and grilled broccoli,” you explain, watching awkwardly as he pulls out the chair for your mom.

Your mom sits and Steve tucks the chair in. He surprises you as he rounds the table towards you and slides out another chair. You stare at him and your lips part.

“The gravy,” you squeak.

You quickly retreat to the kitchen. You pour the gravy into the spouted dish and balance it by the handle. You carry it carefully through the door and trip on the slightly crooked divider on the floor. The contents slosh and a splatter lands on your white sweater.

You frown and put the grave dish on the table. Steve lingers as he was. You look down at your sweater and he reaches for one of the spare napkins, holding it out to you. You thank him and sit, letting him push the chair in under you. You dab at your sweater but the brown stains remain.

As he sits, just by your mother, she was sure to sit where she would be next to him, you put the crumpled napkin by your plate. Your mother arches her brow at the front of your sweater. You raise your shoulders and give an apologetic look as you slip the cardigan off. You untangle your arms from the fabric and let it droop to the seat.

Steve smiles at you again. Your face is on fire, your chest too. The dress really doesn’t fit right.

“You made all this?” He asks.

“Heh, she bought it and put it in the oven,” your mom tuts. “She’s not the most gifted cook and... and my hands aren’t steady enough for that anymore.”

“Ah, well, food is food,” he shrugs, “regardless, it looks delicious.” He reaches for the plates of chicken and catches the tongs before the can fall, “may I?”

Your mother’s lips curl and she nods, “by all means.”

He puts a piece on her plate, then his own. He sets it back before he grabs the bowl of potatoes and scoops up a heap besides the marinated breast. Finally, he shovels on the broccoli.

You meekly fill your own plate, though you leave it sparse. Just a piece of chicken, a tiny bit of potatoes, and some broccoli. Your stomach is uneasy. You’re not used to company. You poke around with your fork.

“You know, Holly, I finally got all the furniture where I want it but I don’t know,” Steve begins, cutting into his chicken, “I think it needs something... a woman’s touch, maybe?”

“Mmm,” your mother nods and squints.

“I wouldn’t mind picking your brain. Maybe you have some suggestions. I got all these paintings but not really sure where to put them, you know?”

“Right,” she put a sliced potato in her mouth and chews thoughtfully. She swallows and takes her napkin, shakingly blotting around her coloured lips, “well, suppose I could give you a few tips.”

“Really?” He asks, “that would be amazing.”

“Not a problem at all,” she grins, “I could drop by tomorrow.”

“Yeah, that will be nice,” he agrees.

You sit quietly, keeping your face blank. You won’t mention how your mother complained when you tried to hang some of your drawings just in your same room. She always said art was a waste of time. No, you’ll say nothing. You’re better off that way.

“And uh, you’re welcome too,” Steve offers across the table and your eyes flick up to meet his, “if you want. Don’t want to leave you out.”

You glance at your mother. Her eyes narrow and you gulp, nearly choking on the potatoes. You take a breath and push your shoulders up, “actually, I was planning on... uh, I’m busy.”

You can’t even come up with a lie. Not a solid one. Just busy. Busy being alone. Busy hiding.

“Ah, that’s too bad. Well, how about once I get the barbecue fired up, you both come over for a cookout?”

“Lovely,” your mother chimes. “But tomorrow, I’ll swing by,” she squeezes her fork as it tings against the plate. Her tremor is getting bad. “Be nice to get out.”

#steve rogers #dark steve rogers #dark!steve rogers #steve rogers x reader #the girl next door #drabbles #series #au #silverfox au #mcu #marvel #captain america

[bluegekk0]

Not me imagining the beans(Lewk, Milo and Asta) are balls of energy! I bet they have their calm moments, but I can't get over how cute it is to see them jumping up and down with their arms in the air demanding upies! 🥺

Anyway, Question; How difficult was it to raise the kiddos? I bet Grimm and Wyrm had their hands full! 🤭 Hehehe!

Lewk is definitely very energetic, he can't sit still and wants to be involved in everything his family and other Dirtmouth residents do. He's at the age where he can run and jump around, and even glide a little bit with his wings, so he gives the family a lot of headaches, even if he's generally a very sweet kid. Since Hornet is probably the most agile in the family, it's usually her job to tire him out so that he can fall asleep. Lewk enjoys playfighting a lot, and because Asta and Milo are still young, he has to be gentle with them. But Hornet? She's older and stronger, so she's a worthy opponent. Grimm also often takes that responsibility, I like to imagine he playfights with Lewk similarly to how you'd do so with a cat - with just one hand, since it's so big compared to the cat. I love the mental image of Lewk grabbing and biting Grimm's hand and forearm in a playful manner. Once he gets tired enough, he sleeps like a little baby for the rest of the day, but the next morning it starts all over again.

Like I mentioned, Asta and Milo are still very young. They can walk around, even trot on all fours for short distances, but they mostly stay in their little blanket nest and sleep. Asta is the more curious and energetic one of the two, she's also physically much stronger, so keeping an eye on her is important since she will inevitably crawl out of the nest and try to follow someone outside. She'll playfight with Lewk occasionally, though due to their size and strength difference there are times where Lewk goes a bit too far and accidentally hurts her, which is a sign that Asta's playtime is over. But that doesn't stop her from initiating the "fights", usually by biting Lewk's tail.

Milo is weak and a bit sickly, he spends a lot more time curled up in the nest and sleeping while cuddling a stuffed toy. He is very curious of the world around him, but unlike Asta, he's comfortable just watching everyone from the safety of his warm blankets. He can't keep up with his sister, and especially with Lewk, so they have to slow down for his sake whenever he joins them in playing. But generally he much prefers to stay away from playfighting, and if Grimm or FPK are in the room, he will "meow" at them until they pick him up and cuddle him. He's very close to both of them, and they give him a lot of attention since they're always worried about his well-being. He's definitely a mama's boy type.

Grimm and FPK have their hands full, you're absolutely right, and they did so especially with Lewk since he was their first child together (and Grimm's first child ever). There was a lot they had to figure out, and Lewk's seemingly limitless amounts of energy didn't help. They both experienced plenty of moments of panic when they saw him climb the furniture and try to jump off and fly, especially FPK who's very paranoid in general (Grimm is as well but he's much better at hiding it). But they couldn't be happier about raising him, so it's not a surprise that Grimm suggested having another kid not even a full year later.

They couldn't have predicted that they'd have twins this time around, and two kids means double the responsibility. Luckily they were already far more experienced at that point, so it came to them a lot more easily. Milo definitely made them very worried, he took his time to hatch from the egg and they were scared that perhaps he didn't make it, but eventually they welcomed him to the world. Of course, with his sickly nature they still had to keep a very close eye on him, the first few weeks after hatching are a very important period so they made sure he was getting enough rest, food and care. Asta was a lot stronger, though they gave her just as much attention to make sure she was growing healthy as well.

I mentioned it before, but I have no plans of aging the kids anytime soon. I like the ages they're at currently, they add much needed variety to the family. Lewk is about a year and a half old, and he just started going to school (yeah I'm 100% going with the idea that Quirrel runs a little school for the Dirtmouth children in the town, it's cute and gives him something to do in the AU, since I decided to keep him alive haha). Asta and Milo are roughly two months old, they opened their eyes a while ago and can now say a few words, but are still very much tiny babies that need a lot of care.

At some point I do want to draw some kind of chart showing the growth rate for the kids, but generally I imagine they grow rather quickly in the first year, and then gradually slow down. And since both of their parents are immortal, they eventually stop aging at a certain point, just like Hornet and Holly did. But for now they're still babies, and I want to keep them that way.

#ask stuff #feral pk au #save #lewk #asta #milo

[lightningboltreader]

Hey char! Since I know you have a collection, I urgently need to know your top five ronen pictures (with visual references of course)!

I belatedly present to you

5 RONEN PICS THAT TOOK MY BREATH AWAY

1. 2022 GLAAD Awards

I don't see this ever dropping out of my Top 5. The color combination of this suit and the way it compliments his coloring, the bow, the earring, the absolute glow, his perfectly tousled hair, the twinkle in his eye. Every photo from this night is a joy.

2. 2023 Hello Magazine

Did you stop breathing when this article was released? I could not believe my fucking eyes. One outrageous picture after another, we were fed! They're playful and sultry and communicate so much of the fire between their characters that I missed in Season 4. Most days this photo is my favorite because Ronen says so much with his eyes. But there isn't a bad one. The lighting is terrific, it bounces so well off his shiny suit and highlights the contrast between scruff and his pretty face. Sigh.

3. 2021 Behind the Blinds

Lace panties in the bath. That open and pensive expression under wet, slicked-back hair. Eyelashes! The collar. The shadows in blue lighting. It’s ridiculous.

4. 2023 GLAAD Awards

I get that I haven’t covered more than a spec of the photoshoot and events, not to mention the nearly naked candids and selfies. There are *many* for which I have screamed loudly. But this mf steps it up on a occasion, for *the* occasions and just wrecks my lungs. Here’s another. The hallway one is just stupid hot and I’ve included an official photo that would have paused my breathing if I was doing that well.

5. 2022 Hello Magazine

This shoot is like a walk through the botanical gardens. The colors are magnificent and compliment Ronen so well, from the green ensemble with pink roses to the yellow sweater, he is glowing. I know I use that word a lot. I don't know what else call it, he glows! Ok but it's this muted, darker, posed one that I like best. The background flowers have a victorian garden painting vibe that both compliment his colors and contrast the sexy of his sheer shirt and stance.

tada!

My apologies for spiraling off your simple ask. Despite your plea for urgency and with your clarification that full shoot representation and not just singular images could be considered, I accepted it as a MISSION that needed due diligence.

I preach to the choir, but Ronen is a gorgeous specimen. Chaise's understanding of the way color and style transform appearance is unparalleled and I have to believe his personal relationship (as portrayed publicly ofc) with Ronen infuses his ability to create an absolutely stunning ensemble that matches the occasion and the model so well. I cry.

To that end I've added a bonus photo that includes Chaise's acknowledgement of their magic. "We did it AGAIN" is clearly code for SLAYYYY. A dynamic duo.

There are others that caused gasps and shouts, tears and profanity, admonishing RONENs and more, but these are the ones that inch me closer to the Stroke Belt.

Thank you for requesting this challenge. I only heavily considered it because you have an unparalleled gift to place his lewks perfectly in the worlds you create. I enjoy that so much and cherish the opportunity to scream at you about them all.

Thanks pal. 💛

#ronen rubinstein #nice ask day #ask

[newtonsheffield]

Molly,

The real question is, Kate sees the tattoo and loves the lewk and dresses as a pinup, and purposefully walks into the shop. Anthony loses it…👀 Maybe too spicy 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ for us 👅

Lololol

And Benedict told him it was a bad idea. Benedict sat there, watching Anthony tattoo it on his forearm like-

"Are you sure this is a good idea?"

"Yes," Anthony scoffed, dipping the machine in more ink. "I think this is a great idea."

"Let's recap." Ben tutted, "Your girlfriend found out she was pregnant two weeks ago, she's been feeling really nauseated and not herself and you think... Hey why don't I tattoo her as a pinup, that'll help!"

"I'm showing her that no matter what," Anthony flicked his brother's ear, "I'm committed to this relationship, and I'm always going to see her as the hottest woman ever."

"This seems like a flawed plan."

"What are you even doing here, Edwina?!"

"Telling you this is a bad fucking idea."

So he was nervous, honestly, to go home. He was nervous to go next door to see Kate at the end of the day with his forearm wrapped in plastic film and his jacket already on.

"You feeling okay?"

Kate nodded though she sighed tiredly, her arms snaking around his waist. "Yeah, I'm just... tired."

"Let's go home then, I'll make you dinner, whatever you feel like."

"I just really want a cheeseburger."

"I'll get you ten cheeseburgers then."

"You're my dream guy." Kate reached around, and before he could stop her she squeezed his arm in a soft gesture, the way she always did.

"Ow!"

He couldn't stop himself and he saw Kate's eyes go wide. "Are you okay?"

Anthony stared back at her for a long moment, her eyes searching his and then he sighed, She was going to see it soon enough anyway, he might as well get it over with. "So, I had a reason for getting you to drop me here before you went to the flower market this morning. I gave myself a new tattoo."

Kate's brow furrowed, confused by the seriousness of his tone. "O...kay?"

He shrugged off his jacket, twisting his arm so she couldn't quite see the tattoo yet. "I know that you're... not feeling yourself right now but I am... so fucking excited to be doing this with you and I just wanted to show you that I love you. And nothing's ever going to change that."

She took his arm, turning it gently and tugging at the plastic wrap. Her lips parted in surprise when she saw herself inked on his skin, her long legs stretched down his forearm, a bucket of tulips at her feet, her own face winking back at her.

"I've now been assured this is a terrible idea so I can cover it up but-"

Kate cut him off by dragging him forward, her hands twisted in the front of his shirt and their lips crashed together.

"Don't you fucking dare."

Anthony breathed a sigh of relief as she pressed her forehead against his, her fingers playing gently with the ends of his hair, "Okay."

And the next day he can hardly believe it when he hears the bell ding at the front counter and he tossed out a

"Won't be a sec!" as he unpacked his new ick from the box, displaying it neatly on the shelf behind his station.

"I just have a delivery for you."

His head snapped up at the sound of Kate's breathless voice and his stomach dropped as soon as he saw her, leaning against the doorframe, in the same blue and white striped dress as the first time he'd seen her, the same one immortalised on his arm. She was winking at him, standing on one leg, the other popped backwards with a bouquet of flowers in her hands.

"Oh, please, don't tell me you liked that tattoo!"

"Ben, get the fuck out of here." Kate sighed, "Edwina's waiting to commiserate next door. She also has a plan to get Hyacinth's teacher to like you?"

"Bye!"

#take a deep breath and jump (then fall) #kathony #anthony x kate #kate sharma #kate sheffield #anthony bridgerton #molly’s asks and answers

[qqueenofhades]

sex-confident Dream on his way to seduce his man wearing Corinthian's glasses for the lewk, send tweet

But you see, Dream could never, EVER actually pull that off. He might try, even in his new Horny Down to Fuck Got Me A Hot Man to Please post-Corinthian dissolution phase, but he would fail. Hard. So hard it would just be painful but also hilarious to watch. The Corinthian, despite eating actual goddamn eyeballs, is suave af and charming and looks like a douche, but you know, in a successful way. Dream would just look like a douche in a douche way. Grade A Plonker muddling around London in his long dark coat and Try Hard sunglasses. "Yes," this immortal anthropomorphic personification thinks to himself, with entirely unwarranted satisfaction. "Yes, now I am Cool."

(Spoiler alert: he is not cool. It is embarrassing to look at him.)

Anyway, Horny Dream arrives at Hob’s university, thinking that he is indeed this unstoppable sex machine. Hob runs into him coming out of class. Stares at him for a long moment, as in Dream's haste to show off his new Moves, he has predictably failed to notice that, this being London, it is raining buckets out and he looks more like a serial killer than the previous owner of these glasses, who actually was a serial killer. People are going out of their way to avoid him. Dream, of course, has failed to notice this too.

"Well," he says to Hob, remembering from 1789 that this is clearly how one telegraphs sexual interest between them and ready to put it to smashing good use. "Ready to get out of here to a... DIFFERENT PUB?"

Hob Gadling stares at his -- well, boyfriend isn't the right word, but something like that. Sighs deeply. He reaches up and removes the glasses. Dream still looks like a pasty rained-on twat without them, but you know. His pasty rained-on twat. Who doesn't need any weird accessories or murderous vibes for Hob to like him just the way he is.

"Love," Hob says gently. He really, really wants to laugh, but Dream is trying so hard, it is absolutely adorable, and he has always believed in the power of positive reinforcement. "Why don't we back up and try this all over again."

#moorishflower #ask #dreamling #what i am saying is it would be a Disaster #and yes now i really need to go to bed #but i will be laughing about this for like. at least another hour

[yakumtsaki]

I’d like to start this update with this shocking image of SHAJAR TICKLING JOJO. Since when do you two remotely interact?!?

-Oh lighten up, will ya? -My beloved daughter is right, look at those snapdragon animations, everything’s literally coming up roses around here! 

YA RIGHT, ‘things are going great’, what bs are you gonna come up with next??

-Things ARE going great! Look at me suddenly being a good father!

-And look at me becoming a professional party guest! And I’ve been super loyal to Don too, huhu!🌸

Ok well excuse me if I don’t bust out the confetti yet, historically we’ve had some difficulties maintaining a winning streak around here..

Sugar, there you are! Now what disaster do you currently have going on, spit it out.

-No disasters, just enjoying my day off! 

WHAT IS HAPPENING 

-I’ve just read this great book about the importance of skin-to-skin contact for newborns!

-And I rolled the want to potty-train Felina!

-And I just love changing diapers all of a sudden! 

OK SERIOUSLY WTF. Are we gonna have our first calm update.. EVER??

Oh man here we go, here we go, what are you two arguing about!

-Nothing, we’re just talking about how nice it is that those spicy updates are a thing of the past! -It’s so much better to treat each other with love and respect!💗

Are you people trying to drive me crazy??

-I got promoted again! I can’t wait to share the good news with my family and then spend quality time with my children! 

OH MY GOD ENOUGH

The kittens grew up and Shinok is the automatic heir per my tradition of picking the chonkiest cat! The puppies also grew up..

..and I think it’s clear who the dog heir is LOL. Veronica where the hell did your giant ears come from?? 

-I don’t know but they’re a lewk! 

They most certainly are! The non-heir pets are of course going off to have much better lives with Wulf and Angel❤️

Speaking of ❤️, it is with a heavy ❤️ that after trying to turn Jojo into a werewolf for the better part of a century, I’M NOW CURING HIM PER HIS WISH. Jojo truly, I have no words. 

-Well then you’re gonna love the want I’m about to roll tomorrow!

GO TO HELL

Things continue to go UNNERVINGLY well. Liz topped her career and rolled the want to teach Felina to talk-

-followed by the want to teach her to walk! (Look at their identical noses, awwwww🧡)

Then Sophito rolled the want to teach her a nursery rhyme, at which point something incredibly shocking has become clear. Sit down for this: we are dealing with our first pair of good parents in the main house.

DUDE. THEY’RE EVEN HAVING CONVOS ABOUT PARETING I CAN’T. REMEMBER WHEN YOU USED TO BANG ON THE UNI POOL TABLE??

-Oh haha, we sure were wild back then! Now dear, I read about this great new educational toy- 

-Oh I know the one, it said it helps with cognitive development!  -Yes!  -We need to get two, Bartholomew is about to become a toddler!

Oh right he is!

That’s how calm shit is around here, that I actually REMEMBERED a birthday. Alright Barth, time to grow up! Please don’t get the Frances eyebrows, please, please, please-

-YES THANK GOD. Now let’s check the ole personality panel..

..OH NO HE HAS SHAJAR’S PERSONALITY. DON’T EVEN THINK OF ROLLING POPULARITY, YOU HEAR ME, YOU LITTLE BRAT?? Happy birthday etc.

Speaking of Shajar, Cyneswith remains a better grandma than her despite not being these kids’ grandma. 

-I wanna teach her how to talk!🌸  

You what now?

-Ok baby now say ‘chair, huhu💗’! -Chaiw, huhu💗! -YAYYYY🌸

Alright I’m starting to develop a theory here since Cyn is so ridic partial to Felina but doesn’t seem to give a crap about Bartholomew, that maybe Cyn wanted a daughter?? Idek dude, NOTHING MAKES SENSE ANYMORE.

Look at this shit.

LOOK.

LOOK. Like these are legit some never-before-seen images, where did this all functionality come from??? Also man Barth is ROTUND, his cheeks! Liz and Soph really made some cute bbs🧡

It’s time for Felina’s birthday, which I ALSO REMEMBERED. Jojo does the honors since this is probably the last birthday where he’ll be with us💔

OMG SHE’S A LIL SOPHITO CLONE

-I sure am! Now if you’ll excuse me, grandma Cyn said she has bought some new clothes for me!

OH GOOD LORD CYN

#long post #gen 4 #ts2

[starsscarmyceiling]

Hello! I notice that you are a voracious Merrical shipper! This is a thing we share in common. I'm looking to write a few Merrin/Cal drabbles or shorts. I like to think I'm pretty alright at that part, but not so alright at coming up with initial ideas. Would you care to drop me some prompts you might have rattling around in your brain? I consider my strengths to be romance, fluff, hurt/comfort emotional type stuff. Space Chicken Soup for the Soul or something. Anything that allows me to say something about them as a romantic couple. Thanks!

I MEAN…what gave me away?? LOLOL of courseeeeeee I am a voracious shipper of our fav space ginger jedi and space goth best girl!! I am honored you’d reach out to me for such a thing anon. I do feel like I always just have fic ideas banging around in my head like a bunch of loose not approved space trash, so I would be happy to help! Now, did you want canonverse or AU prompts? Well I am here to give you both like the feral Merrical that I am. (also space chicken soup for the soul I cackled)

I hope you love tropes!

Haha some of these are just a few sentences and some of them are whoops Katie got a little carried away and already wrote out half the fic for you in the most unhinged, blathering manner you’ve ever seen so prepare yourself for that (it’s actually a lot of them so…🙃)

Canonverse:

Canon Compliant:

Alright, who doesn’t love a sexy spy intel fic? Yeah, pretty stereotypical plot, buy HEY listen. Okay, typical gathering intel mission at some cantina somewheres (and they are not together in my mind because of course that makes it more fun). Maybe there’s a drink or two…oh hey maybe even some dancing to appear nondescript…and wow hey they are at just the right place to complete the mission but OH—what is this the people they’re spying on are actually coming right for them WHAT SHOULD THEY DO TO DISTRACT—um come on is this even a question?? I personally think it would be more unexpected and satisfying if Cal were to be the one to initiate it.

Because of course he’s wanted to do this, kiss her like this, feel her like this. He’s kind of surprised he’s held out this long, and he’s nervous, feeling like he’s made a mistake because she’s not responsive, so he’s already formulating his extreme apology once they are in the clear—

He feels her fingertips slowly touch at the skin on his neck as her lips respond to his. The way in which it escalates caused Cal to forget what its intended purpose was because his brain blanked out as her body pressed to his, arms snaking around his neck now as it only seemed natural to wrap his around her… you know, something like that

UM, SPARRING??? Xcuse is there anything better?? A Jedi and a Nightsister can you imagine? It starts off innocent enough, but then hey Bogano is hot—perhaps Cal takes off his shirt, they get competitive trying to one up each other, Merrin takes off her shirt idk and of course there’s gots to be banter banter banter sethy sethy banter sethy, we’re all watching like YO these two want to SMOOSH their FACES TOGETHER RIGHT??? They have a moment, an impasse if you will, where they are very close or are actually just pressed up against one another, or hey maybe even one falls on top of the other—I’m not picky.

They realize they’ve gotten too carried away or crossed a line 🥵—blush blush or lingering lewks—but then they get a hold of themselves. Because hey, that’s a normal thing to do, right? Just have this sexually charged sparring session and brush up against your bud in the process?? I mean, we’ve all been there…

They’re both embarrassed, trying to scurry away to preserve their dignity…Merrin walks away first and then Cal like grunts with his hands in the air like wtfff why didn’t I kiss her??

~Later~ Cal’s beating himself up in his cot, tossing and turning on just how much Merrin means to him because it was weird and awkward for them at dinner and was he really imagining everything that’d built between them?

Cal just can’t let this go and gets up to confront her about it, and he gets up to find her in the hallway walking towards his room, and—he sees her face and automatically deflates because there’s conflict on her face. They again awkwardly kind of be like saying at the same time I’m sorry about that oof whoops I didn’t mean that unless maybe—okay well GNIGHT—

Cal goes back to bed, sits on his bed and sighs, knowing he biffed it again—almost starts spiraling disassociating, and then shakes his head like man wtf am I doing go to her—so he gets up again—he goes up to her door, hyping himself up, but then like two seconds later, Merrin opens it, and they are shocked, they stare, Cal goes in for it—pulls away—they stare—they both go in for it and hehe idk wtf do you think happens after that???????????//

Um, I am envisioning a dynamic where like, there has been some flirtsing between them, but nothing that has really committed to the bit, you know? And then they go on either a mission or go like to a marketplace (somewhere public) wherein one notices how much the other is getting checked out, and they are like ooof wow everyone in this Cantina is seeing how hot they are how could I even have a shot??? Well let me tell YOU babes…you do. you have a shot. You have the most shots. Just…shoot your shot. I feel like there should def be some unintentional swagger going on and the other is like wow why are they being so hot rn…THAT is rude.

They get home…there’s an awkward feeling where they don’t know how to act around them…and the other is like um tf is up with you??? And it’s like they forgot how to be a person around them…what?? What is hUmAN iNteRaCtIon???? Would you I—how do I—*wheezes* Okay the more I write this out the more fun I think it would be for Merrin to be getting all flustered about this (esp because she is usually the one that is seen to be more composed). It’s up to you but come on there is much room for Cal busting out that charm he doesn’t even realize he has and Merrin is just 🥵 swoon. Also him taking off his shirt for no reason or looking hawt while doing Jedi shit. Then she just snaps. We love to see it. Just think about it. I know you are. Please write this shit for us I beg of you.

I also like the thought of Cal looking for something in the mantis, and he accidentally picks up one of Merrin’s things without thinking about it and sees an echo from her. It actually isn’t sad. It’s a happy one, which for some reason seems to only make it worse. He doesn’t exactly know how to address it with her and starts to feel awkward around her. Sometimes he really resents the fact that people’s private moments are just projected into his head. They are tasked to do something together on another planet, where she eventually confronts him on why he is acting weird. He tries to play it off with some lame excuse and she sees right through him and stalks off.

He sighs, setting out to find her, where she is at like an outside café or hell somewhere super secluded. Cal sits down with her without a word. They are silent for a bit, but then he tells her of a happy memory that he has of him and Jaro and their battalion, or maybe something from the temple.

She is happy he’s shared something intimate with her, but then she questions where this is coming from. Then he is pulling something out of his poncho, dropping it into her lap. There are profuse apologies coming from him and tells her what he saw. It was a complete accident. Upon seeing the object, she tells Cal it’s fine she knew he didn’t do it on purpose, but there still seems to be something bothering her.

Cal says how sometimes it’s easy to forget there were better times before this, and thinking about those memories now almost makes them feel tainted.

Merrin tells him that she thought she’d never have another happy memory again. But then she tells him of the first good one she made with him. He smiles, feeling bashful. Merrin says knowing that I still can be happy makes me feel like my past wasn’t for nothing. And I have you to thank for that. They decide they should be getting back and stand…one of them starts to hesitate, and the other notices, asking what is wrong…but then the former approaches them and perhaps they kith I mean of course they kith this is a fanfic after all I mean what else are we doing here.

Who doesn’t love a mission where Cal has taken too long (with Saw or the partisans or whatever), and Merrin is really starting to worry that something bad has happened to him. She can’t feel him through the force and she has devolved into a nervous wreck (up to you what the state of their relationship is at this point). Cere and Greez do their best to try and distract or comfort her. she feels her heart rip apart in her chest because she just cannot go through this again—she’s already lost her sisters and almost lost him too. Him being gone and uncertain of his fate is making her face how she truly feels about him, which makes it only worse.

She is trying to distract herself with practicing her magicks, menial tasks, meditation, sparring techniques that Cal has taught her—which just makes her think of him just like everything eventually does.

And just when she thought she truly was going to lose her mind, resorting to shutting out these feelings she’s only just realized, she feels him, something that is only a flicker compared to how bright he normally feels—and she’s running, she can teleport, but she just wants to chase this feeling of where he is—because if she doesn’t she is just simply going to lose her mind—

There he is, at the top of the ramp, and there is this moment where they meet eyes (and wow our boy could certainly be injured, which could explain why she didn’t feel him before), and they are running towards each other—and wow what a beautiful reunion of DON’T EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN and such things. Could have a debriefing session looking over the sunset of Bogano where ✨feelings✨ are discussed. If they aren’t together certainly someone shoving their face into the other for the first time, or if they already are def have the L word thrown around…also there has to be a ‘coming back to you was like coming home’ moment because yes. Should be full of fun timez.

Canon Divergent:

I love love looooove the idea of Merrin has been able to get off Dathomir and becomes a bounty hunter (and Ventress is alive and thriving and living her best life OF COURSE), and perhaps they sometimes work together (it is my own personal HC that these two are aunt and niece together but I digress). And guess who are the most wanted beezies in the galaxy??? JEDI. And there’s a redheaded Jedi going around causing a lot of trouble.

Merrin is on a planet and happens to find him in a Cantina. He fits the description with his build and his hair, despite the hood he is trying to conceal himself with. Perhaps most people would miss him, but not this Nightsister. She follows him to somewhere secluded, and he of course senses her and is like um why are you following me…you know the answer to that, she says. He knows he’s discovered and so don’t we have a FUN Jedi Nightsister brawl. Both catches one another off guard with their abilities…but of course we know who has to get the upper hand if this fic is going to progress.

Cal is captured…there are some fun moments in captivity where Cal is like please don’t do this…do you really want to give the Empire what they want, and she is just like fuming Jedi are liars and selfish thieves bit. Could go a few different directions from here. I like the thought of another group ambushing them, and Cal offers to help and she is like no you are my prisoner and he is like girl would you rather die? So she reluctantly says FINE Jedi—he ends up accidentally touching something of hers in the midst and feels an echo that you know, reveals some sad shit and she is like WTF ARE YOU DOING WE NEED TO GET A MOVE ON IT BUDDY—

They end up having to crash land anyway—perhaps onto an uninhibited planet or one with a small population…Cal saves Merrin, and when she wakes up and realizes what he has done and she is almost resentful. Why would he do such a thing. She takes her anger out on him. And he just takes it all. And it makes her even more angry that he isn’t even reacting to it like he was before.

Eventually when she is done, he tells her that the Jedi weren’t the monsters she was told they were. Perhaps he even busts out the object he touched before and tosses it to her. He apologizes and explains what happened on the ship before he stands, explaining everything that needs to be fixed on the ship.

He’s walking away, but he pauses, idk if you want to bust out the ‘I know what it’s like to lose everything’ line here but I don’t think it would be a bad place. Or at least something to that degree. And you know what progresses after that…(psst, it’s their relationship) Holy shit the more I’ve gotten into this the more I need it please someone write this I may die without it!

(OR—another direction you can go with it is that they are both captured by WHOMSTever and they have to work together to escape…I mean who could truly stop a Jedi and a Nighsister reluctantly working together? I truly pity the fool)

Clone Wars AU where Cal and Jaro are assigned to try and recruit the Nightsisters to try and get the upper hand in the war with Dooku (lol I wouldn’t say exactly a Dark Disciple route but that’s up to you). Merrin is voluntold (the opposite of volunteered) by Mother Talzin to try and become allies with the Jedi (they could have their own shady Nightsister ulterior motive going on as well), and Merrin reluctantly goes with the Jedi. And oooooooOoOooo wow the shenanigans that can ensue from that. (Merrin also has to try really hard not to lose her shit over leaving Dathomir for the first time in her life). I’d imagine a lot of frustrations from both parties. The clones mercilessly make fun of Cal and his Nightsister gf (but they also have to tell him what’s up). He thinks she’s unreasonably obtuse and rude, and she thinks he’s frustratingly smug/arrogant. Merrin could prove to be a definite asset in battle. Cal probably thinks it’s hawt 😳 OH NO SHE’S HOT SEE LOOK HOW WE GOT HERE WE LIKE TO HAVE FUN HERE.

Now suddenly she’s mysterious and complex, and he’s frustrated that he wants to know more. He’s actually the sweetest person she’s ever seen and she’s angry about it. She constantly has to check in with her sisters and it’s getting harder and harder to go behind his back or deny that she maybe might not hate him anymore she maybe even may want to smooch him WOAH who knows. They bond over feeling used in this war. Come on. You got it from here right?

AUs:

Modern:

Idk why this has been in my head but like—(I imagine them as good friends with insane chemistry, well, they always have insane chemistry but you know what I mean), and they are at a party, probably drinking involved, because that could give you some like beer pong shenanigans if you so choose. They have a good fun time, maybe there’s a moment where either one of them (depending on who’s POV you are using) thinks it’s gonna happen. Merrin smiles in just the right way, or Cal says something dorky and adorable like he does, and I mean…they’re in a fanfic, so of course they get INTERRUPTED—

They may either be too tried or too drunk to leave, and they end up both on the couch, and hey at the time it seemed like a perfectly normal thing for them to just fall asleep like that. Cal probably still tries to respect Merrin’s boundaries and though her face is like literal centimeters from his, he tries his best to give her space and awkwardly contorts his body so he is still not touching her. But Merrin still rests her head on his arm anyway, and both of them feel that warmth and rush throughout their bodies because maybe perhaps also Cal tucks her Merrin’s hair behind her ear just before they fall asleep—

AND IN THE MORNING, they’re closer now, both of them in that haze of awakening, their lips are ever so barely touching, BUT THEN—they spring apart. Their eyes are wild on each other and within this space, seconds tick by as the gravity of that sinks in before they give each other one last heated look and then they are just macking on each other let’s GOOOOOOOO

My goodest frond @arosesee (who thought of this and the next three ideas) actually just came up with this one, and I LOVE it. A direct quote from her, “Mom Merrin subbing for Dad Kestis at a PTA meeting I would DIE,” and I mean basically. And I am not even someone who normally goes for fics with kids, but omg I would go feral for this one. Can you imagine? Cal is friends with all the moms and they are just smitten with him, and they are always like so when do we get to meet your wife?

And he’s like lol y’all ain’t ready for that smoke…but then hey Cal gets sick or something and so his goth wife has to step in and demand why they aren’t disciplining her children more I mean do they know who their father is??? And the moms just had no idea what Merrin was about, so they are just a bit surprised. UGH, I would be obsessed. Obsessed.

A stranded island survivor metrical fic could be fun. AHHHHH omg can you imagine all the arguing and the bickering and the 👀 —back to bickering again

“Oooooorrr a one-shot meet cute tourist trap with Merrin working the cash register and Cal the campy decked out tourist tripping over himself cause he doesn't want to be inconsiderate but ohmygod she's so pretty

He like TOTALLY drops his wallet (probably drops it twice)”

He’s like there for a thing—like maybe a family thing with Cere and Greez and it just turns into them constantly running into each other (um should the wallet dropping bit be throughout uh yeah I think so and at the end SHE picks it up akakakakakkakk), and finally she eyes him, sighing, and invites him to the hotel bar or a local spot, basically just yanking him along and Cal is just like okAYYYY 😍

“Ooooh one more idea, both of them are college RAs for the same dorm building, and it's super awkward but FINE during the meeting but then they have to plan weekly socials for the baby freshmen TOGRTHRr and like it's fine like so totally fine”....Narrator: it was not fine

This one was suggested by my boo @galacticsirensong: “Listen I want a carnival AU now with Cal going on the ferris wheel alone cuz his date stood him up. He bought allllll these tickets and doesn’t wanna waste them. So he decides to hop on the ride but the carnie operator is like yelling into the crowd STEP RIGHT UP! STEP RIGHT UP!  ANYONE WANNA GO FOR A RIDE WITH THIS GINGER? WE GOT A LONELY GINGER, LADIES!! ANY TAKERS??

Merrin is like at her aunt’s palm reading tent nearby (see this is where I continue to push forward that Asajj is Merrin’s aunt agenda leave me alone). She overhears the ruckus and notices  Cal is completely mortified. So she just squeezes through the narrow gaps of people, goes up the steps, takes a ticket from Cal and hands it to the operator without a word.”

Cal barely has time to register her before she sits down and starts moving, and he like clears throat um--

Merrin’s just like I hate this ride operator he’s always trying to embarrass people like that so I am doing this out of spite

Then they kind of notice one another may be cute and well Cal’s stumbling over his words like he do, and Merrin pretends not to be flustered by it because she is into that shit, and once the ride is over....Merrin’s just like well let’s spend the rest of these tickets

Because you know, out of spite for Cal being stood up

AND THAT’S IT

Harry Potter:

Either them being students or teachers. But Cal is a NERD happy go lucky Hufflepuff and Merrin is a typical broody Slytherin. Perhaps they have to work together either on curriculum or a class project, and neither are really that happy about it. I could see Cal trying to be overly positive about the situation just to be able to get through this because she is such an edgelord, and Merrin could take it as him being insincere or fake. (IF they are students, you can play around with Merrin rolling her eyes at Cal being a teacher’s pet, but then at the same time she is a total know it all LOL).

(ALSO could Cal still have his psychometry powers I know this an AU but come on it’s a crossover we do what we want who is to say an Earth wizard can’t do such a thing)

They could come from tragic pasts that they are very reluctant to share…but somehow they manage to start…getting along? Lol I love the thought of them rolling their eyes at the other houses like omfg Ravenclaws are such know it alls or the Gryffindors are such bruts. Maybe there’s Quidditch involved…only adding to the rivalry. But that is for YOU to decide, isn’t it???

Old West:

Sorry I am on some Red Dead Redemption shit but I simply cannot help myself but to shove all of my favorite things together alright. (@namesonboats I am looking at chuuu 🤠) Cal is apart of some kind of roaming squad (IF you chose a band of outlaws I wouldn’t be opposed), and they are in this one town for a bit. He starts to go to a general store where a Russian aunt and niece run it, and a lot of people just assume Merrin doesn’t even speak any English and dismiss her a lot of the time. But maybe he’s seen her at one of the saloons or tending to one of her horses and thinks that there’s more to her than what she is presenting to the world (and lol she is prettyyyy 😍)

He goes into the store with Greez one day, and he ends up asking Merrin something, and Greez is like lol why do you bother she isn’t going to answer you. Cal is like pssssh this girl is trolling all of you I just know it. Merrin looks at him like he’s grown a second head, and then Asajj comes out and starts to put on the charm and Merrin just yeets right out of there.

Perhaps Cal was wrong. Maybe she didn’t understand him, but that doesn’t mean that he wouldn’t want to get to know her. So he just continues to go to the store anyway and keeps talking to her all the time (We all know the boy can ramble let’s go). Maybe he even runs into her at other parts of town, or even on the outskirts where she’s taken her horse out, and he happens upon her while he’s on his. She does some target practice with a pistol and he’s impressed. He wished he at least knew her name.

There’s a Russian woman in their group, and Cal asks her about a few Russian phrases, to which she complies, but then asks why. Cal is all SUPER red and is just like LOL NO REASON K THX BYEEEE!

Cal goes into the shop, tries out a phrase or two, attempts a hello and asks her how she is doing. He feels like he is making a fool of himself, but then he swears out of the corner of his eye he sees her smirk. He asks her name in Russian, and she sighs…so Cal assumes he’s asked her wrong he clearly couldn’t remember it right and looks at the ground. “Merrin,” she says. His heart races. Asajj comes out and interrupts them OF COURSE.

The gang wants to move on soon, but Cal isn’t ready to let go. It seems silly because practically every interaction they’ve had have been one sided conversations, but he still goes to the store nonetheless and tells her they are going to be leaving. She looks at him poignantly, and he still just doesn’t know if she’s pretending or really doesn’t understand. He dips his cowboy hat to her and tells her it was nice meetin’ ya milady dasvidaniya.

Merrin shouldn’t be disappointed in the American man who came into her shop all the time to annoy her, really it doesn’t matter. How could it? He was really just a nuisance more than anything else, that Calvin ‘Cal’ Kestis.

But, he was truly the only person that she could recall in what feels like a lifetime that looked her in her eyes, talked to her like a person, even if it was at annoying constancy. And GD he even learned some Russian just for her...but she tries to just forget about that handsome, redheaded cowboy all the same.

Merrin is tasked to travel to a few towns over to pick up a delivery for the store, and after the long journey wherein she is going to have to spend the night anyway, so she decides to go to one of the saloons. She rolls her eyes as she sips at her whiskey because more than one man has approached her and thought she was a hooker.

A brawl breaks out and she rolls her eyes harder. Stupid men. All of them were just children.

But then this man comes in the middle of it and tries to break it up. His voice sounds familiar, but she thinks he’s hearing things. She tries to tune it out, but notices he gets punched anyway, and his hat flies off. Yeah, no there was no denying that red hair. She wants to leave, but she can’t; she’s stuck on her stool. Once the fight finally ceases, Cal is with that small man he came into the store with sometimes as he retrieves his hat. He talks with the short man, and she thinks he’s going to leave, and he is just going to be lost to her again, but then he seems to stay for another drink, probably wanting to nurse that black eye he’s no doubt going to get.

He sits at one of the stools and downs a drink. Oh lordt should she go up to him now? After everything she’s lost, it seemed ridiculous to do such a thing, but she finds her feet moving of her own volition. Oh GOD what is she even going to say.

“That is quite the punch you took,” she says, sitting down next to him, “I probably have something in my supplies that could help with that.”

Cal whips his head to her and quickly voices her name, which she was certain he was going to forget. And he seemed most certainly shocked that yes she does indeed know English and has this whole time.

There’s smiles all around as he offers to buy her a drink and she accepts. But she also has to make fun of how terrible his Russian was.

Lol was that enough of the plot for you. AND I MEAN GD I’VE DONE IT AGAIN—

Treasure Hunters:

SHUT UP NO I AM NOT JUST THINKING OF ALL MY FAV VIDEO GAMES THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH UNCHARTED GET THAT THOUGHT OUT OF YOUR HEAD. Cal and Greez are a typical team that also work a lot with Cere.

For this new job, they have to go to Russia for like whatever treasure is there, and Cere has recruited a new member, a surly woman named Merrin that was apparently an expert in Russian history and treasure and all of that (maybe even chemistry or something too because our girl is SMORT). But she is mean and yeah maybe he thinks it’s a little hot but that is besides the point. Why is she even here him and Greez have always gotten along just fine. Do they have to steal something from a Russian big wig crime boss, yeah most probably. Merrin looks WAY too sethy 🥵 in her dress as she tries to distract the men Cal needs to get around…they get caught of course and wooo, calamity ensues.

They get to the location, and whenever they have to make camp, she is always off by herself, even when Cere invites her to sit with them.

Come on this is also a PERFECT opportunity for Cal to show off some parkour skills. And Merrin doesn’t notice them. No, she doesn’t notice them at all she is adamantly not looking—dammit, she looked.

They get deeper and deeper into this job. Cal opens up about how he was an orphan and Greez took him in when they are checking out one of the rooms in this abandoned site. He doesn’t really know why he’s telling her this, but he’s just caught her sad face too many times for him to not think about what was going on in her head. But she’s made it clear she’s only here for the job and doesn’t really care about any of them, so this whole venture was useless anyway.

They still bicker, oH LORDT do they fight about everything. Cere and Greez just assume they are going to bone if they haven’t already. Cal gets all defensive when Greez asks about it like NO…where did you even GET that from omG.

They find the underground area they’ve been trying to get to…and of COURSE the gang gets separated. Cal and Merrin end up in a room they can’t find their way out of. They are STUCK. WtF Cal is stuck with this grump and Merrin is stuck with this way too enthused arrogant asshole—

They try all their options and argue the whole time. They don’t know how long they’ve been stuck in here, but Cal still insists she has the last of the water. And she insists he has the last protein bar. Maybe there was only one bed roll you never know....

Merrin doesn’t know why, but she opens up to him about how she got into all of this. Her mother, that is how her parents met in this deathtrap of an industry, was always fascinated in this treasure in particular. In some sort of stupid way, she thought she was honoring her…it sounds stupid now.

It doesn’t sound stupid, Cal declares.

And look at that they have to WoRk ToGEtHeR to get out and there haaas to be close proximity and touching for that to happen. Come on now I know you have it in you. SOOOOO, yeah that was that one.

Was that enough?? I am so freaking sorry that I pretty much wrote out like almost all the plot to like…most of these. I would start with an idea and before I knew it—I was several paragraphs deep and what is my life. No excuses…I have no way to defend myself…don’t look at me

ANYONE out there, please, if any of these ideas inspire you, take them and roll with it! You in no way are obligated to follow my outlines directly. Take it, make it your own, or follow my plot, IDC, as long as we are getting some more Merrical content out there! Hell, you could even do a combination, a continuation, whatever you want! I was having a pretty shitty week, so this was honestly a fun distraction for me to put together. I can’t believe I went this insane...but actually no I am not.

And if anyone has any more ideas, don’t be shy! Comment on this post, DM me, or write into my ask box. I would love to get your thoughts out there for all of us to see! I am like so thrilled about the amount of Merricals coming out from the woodwork. YESSS, these space nerds just belong together no matter the universe! So I really hope this helped you anon! Would love to add to this list with all y’alls ideas!

Also, if any of you wanted to bounce these ideas or any other ideas you had, also please don’t hesitate to reach out! I am always here to have a fic sesh, believe you me.

Alright, well.. I’ve rambled long enough for the next 500 years, I’ll just…see myself out.

And I am just going to tag some of my Merrical peeps (and ones I know that are around even if we haven't talked before) if you guys are at all interested in writing or contributing! 🥰

@namesonboats @believe-in-alderaan @misfitz-7 @myfaenwy @starryjediknight @dolcid @wayfaringjedi @separatist-apologist @mistressorinoco

#ooooof wow #i perhaps might have ran a little wild with this one folks #or maybe a lot #but like??? hopefully some of these may inspire you???? #i certainly hope so #i think i put out a nice plethora #a smattering if you will #anyway #let's go merricals let's GOOOO!!! #i expect to see a lot more fics in the ao3 tag now #lol jk no pressure but that would be awesome #okay genuinely will stfu now #calmerrin #cal x merrin #merrical #merrical fanfic #fanfic #merrical fic recs #ask

[meownotgood]

music producer! aki would be such a vibe. I’ve been thinking about this for like a week and I resigned myself to accepting that Aki would probably never be an artist but I love music sm so I will force it by any means! Anyways….

Aki is an extremely loving, devoted and kind soul but he expresses his affection through his actions/acts of service. I don’t think verbally expressing his feelings is his strength. I imagine music being the perfect medium for him to express everything that he feels within without words, utilizing the universal language to reveal the profound emotions that lay dormant within his soul.

I don’t think Aki seeks fame or notoriety so he’d be that one producer behind all your favorite songs but nobody really knows who he is… It’s the allure for me. I can so see him with an underground fanbase that zooms in on celebrity studio pics and you just see Aki’s topknot sticking out and we’re like “THAT’S OUR MAN!” and the girlies make edits of that. There’d be such a sexy mystery surrounding him and who he is. He’d serve us once in a blue moon with the hair down look. Badboy Aki knows what he’s doing FR

I envision him being really active in the underground rock, metal and rap scene. But he’d always give smaller artists a chance. He’d definitely be versatile too like don’t act like he ain’t produce ur favorite pop song. He’s just skilled like that 💋

Winter instrumental album in Hokkaido that gets sampled in every song like???? Hair down, graphic t, (key word) BOYFRIEND jeans, black converse, silver earrings and rings but without the t shirt, jeans and converse is such a lewk

Concert date, studio date, him making you songs, singing to you at night, playing guitar to you and other devious business *wink*

I rest my case.

I GET IT I SEE IIIIIITTTTTTTTTTT

I always think about what kind of music aki would listen to, I think he likes softer stuff but he's into some rock as well. he really likes anything as long as it has a good sound to it. gaaaah and aki making music to express how he feels is such a perfect idea I love it so much, I think it really does fit!!!

as a music producer, he's pretty talented and his work is really recognizable. he's been making music ever since he was younger; he got super into it because it was somewhat of a coping mechanism after he lost his family. he gets hired often and he has a hard time turning down any job because he wants to experience as much as he can. he'll make beats for any genre of music, in any sort of style, but he really likes when he gets to make something sweeter, something that's more true to himself.

when he makes the rare original song, it's instantly a hit — not in the way that it's super popular but more like it resonates with a lot of people immediately. he rarely sings or adds vocals to his music (he prefers to use other people's vocals) but when he does... whew.....

he's kind of elusive cause he doesn't go to a lot of parties or meetups and tends to keep to himself. he's well respected by everyone but no-one in the industry really knows the real him or anything about his personal life. they know some tidbits, but not enough to really call aki a friend. I'm thinking of aki who has his hair half-up and wears casual band tees and has his ears all pierced... maybe some other piercings too... perhaps lip piercing or eyebrow piercing... GAH

you see him play in person at a set once and you're just like... wow. sometimes he djs or plays guitar for local events and he rarely talks to anyone there but he's super good at what he does and always seems so focused. you're pretty intimidated by him, in all honesty, but he's actually really kind once you get the chance to talk to him. you catch him while he's having a smoke outside the building, you compliment his playing and he says thank you, he's glad you enjoyed it.

omg thinking about his social media... he definitely has a faceless pfp and literally never posts pictures of himself so the rare pictures of him are just ones that other artists have uploaded when they took selfies with him. he never posts anything personal either, his posts are just so business-y and serious lolol

boyfriend music artist aki who will turn and smile at you when you're watching him from backstage... who not-so-subtly writes songs about you... who's a little shy when it comes to his singing voice but he'll sing you to sleep any time you ask him... who will have you feature as background vocals in his latest song and make everyone wonder who's voice it was..... he's intimidating to everyone else but to you he's the absolute sweetest

#SORRY I SAID A LOT BUT I TOTALLY AGREE WITH ALL THIS #HE WOULD BE SO COOL LIKE THAT SO COOLLLL #my brain is stuck on aki in an oversized band tee with multiple piercings I'm #ask mags #aki <3

[shortpplfedup]

My School President Episode 9: The edge of glory

We're moving into the final act via this transition episode, as the table gets set for all the coming of age tropes to crash in along with the Hot Wave final. The main melody is a sweet love song, but the counterpoint is unnerving, and starting to crescendo. Storms are brewing for Tinn and Gun back at home, but at the beach they're just enjoying being boyfriends and vibing with each other, even as Yak crashes the lovey dovey party for a shot at redemption. Meanwhile Sound and Win decide to start a game of gay chicken, and Por decides cunt is on the menu all episode as he parades ALL THE LEWKS EVER. Yes, that absolutely is important enough to be up here in the intro instead of down in the Ad Libs because...

NOBODY else in this band is on Por's level, do you hear me? NOBODY.

Verse: Eye of the tiger

Come on, oh, my star is fading And I see no chance of release And I know I'm dead on the surface But I am screaming underneath And time is on your side, it's on your side now Not pushing you down and all around

Coldplay | Amsterdam (2002)

Yak is a fun and interesting character. He's a person who fucked up and knows it, and it feels like he's stuck there a little until he can somehow atone. He's also a good band musician, and slightly unhinged. Altogether, that makes for some interesting dynamics as he tries to redeem himself via providing whatever help he can to get Chinzhilla to that trophy moment. Which is actually quite a lot; there is method to his madness, and he's not wrong about what the band needs to put them over the top. They do need to be fit, disciplined and in sync with each other, and the song they write and perform does have to stand out. He also knows these kids: they were his juniors, he's observed them, he knows who they are and what they're capable of, even if they don't know it themselves. If he seems a little overinvested, I honestly can't blame him, because wouldn't you feel a bit shit knowing you made things harder for the people coming up behind you? He's trying to do right by the juniors he let down, in his own way.

Chorus: Lovefools

I came here with a load And it feels so much lighter now I met you And honey, you should know That I could never go on without you

Coldplay | Green Eyes (2002)

Neither Gun nor Tinn being quite ready to take things to the next step made a lot of sense to me. These feelings they have are so big, and it feels really important to do this thing between them right. I think they'd feel like they cheated if they took things forward out of the 'talking' stage with Hot Wave still looming. So they'll call each other boyfriend, because they know how they feel and they aren't hiding it from each other, but they're not gonna do anything about it until Hot Wave is over, and honestly that feels like the right move for the show. Yes the rule seems dumb, but so does the BBQ pork tradition, and yet it holds deep meaning. Them holding back is giving Gun that extra thing to strive for, and it's giving Tinn what feels like time to pull together his courage. Because I honestly think Tinn is uncomfortable with all the lying he's doing to his mom. I think he wants to be open with her about Gun and how he feels, but she seems so against Gun, and that scares Tinn. Gun winning Hot Wave means he can say to his mom 'see, he's not just some slacker'.

Bridge: The taming of the shrews

Come up to meet you, tell you I'm sorry You don't know how lovely you are I had to find you, tell you I need you Tell you I set you apart

Coldplay | The Scientist (2002)

Oh honestly who wouldn't fall in love with that? Sound didn't have a chance, Win's just too cute, even when he's being a jackass. Sound struggling to put his feelings for Win into words, especially since they aren't the typical words you'd make into a love song, just tugged at my heartstrings. 'I like fighting with you but maybe be less of an asshole' is definitely not the typical lovey dovey sentiment, but he got there in the end, and Win understood exactly what he was trying to say. I actually really like that Win's feelings are a little complicated, that feels right for an enemies-to-lovers story like this. Is he there yet, no. But does he have enough positive feelings about Sound to give it a try, yes. I like that it isn't happening all at once for him, but he's open to letting Sound shoot his shot.

Ad Libs

Ms. Gim had better have something easily curable, like a baby brother for Gun from a secret boyfriend 🤣. MS. GIM HAD BETTER BE OK! Because Gun already had to deal with losing one parent while he was living his best life.

Ms. Potjanee...sweetie...your son ran off insisting he had to go see a band FULL OF BOYS. Even if you ain't clocking that it's Gun, it's definitely not a girl.

Loved Ms. Gim and Ms. Potjanee meeting, I want them to be friends so bad. I feel like Gim would make Potjanee have some fun, and Potjanee would make Gim take better care of herself.

#my school president #chinzhilla rocks! #bl meta series

[willkimurashat]

Giving you even more hot takes for an "I told you so" moments, or opportunities for you to dress me in a clown costume:

Application 5: Àrtîstê

*Sigh* I’m sorry, but I cannot take this man seriously. I just know he makes those cringey POV tiktoks. You know, where he’s like nodding into the camera while biting his thumb and trying to seduce me with a lewk, but it just makes me wanna run far far away. Like, please, don’t embarrass yourself, babes. Anyways, ahem, the boy’s living in a pink world with unicorns and rainbows and roses and romance. “I made her a candlelit dinner🥺” and “you can’t measure romance😮‍💨” and “I look for love everywhere I go🥰”, like bb no. For those who says he’s giving Will - they’re both artistic, sure, but Will was at least aware of who they are and what the world is like, aka “I’m an artist but I do work on the side because I can’t pay the bills”. This guy? No. He’s yet to have that revelation. But I’m not saying he can’t change…

Application 6: Vampire DJ

She is a firecracker, a bit impulsive. She’s busy all the time, running around doing her errands and working a lot. I bet she heard all these “but you’re a DJ, it’s not a real job” comments and at first she tried to fight them, but at this point she just kinda lets it slide. That’s probably why her relationships don’t work out - they feel like she doesn’t put in enough effort, maybe she’s always late or forgets important dates, but people don’t really put themselves in her shoes either. Again, she’s impulsive, acts before she thinks, says things she doesn’t mean. She said it herself, she pretends she doesn’t care, but cares a lot. She masks her feelings with jokes. Says she’s okay being alone, but desperately craves something real, and so far it hasn’t worked out. Been burned in the past and distanced herself emotionally from getting attached, but is ready to give it another try. She’s one of those people who seem very lighthearted and chill on the surface, but are so messed up deep inside.

Application 7: Squirrel Chaser

Not gonna lie, he seems like a sweetheart. Pure heart, shy, gentle. Socially anxious and awkward, even though he doesn’t look like it to others around him, and certainly not when he’s dancing. In fact, that’s probably the only time he actually feels content and confident - when he dances. The chances that he’s lying on his application are slim - I can totally pick up on the “level-headed chill guy” vibes in all his responses, so I bet he’s at least honest (and loyal;)). But he’s not without his vices: he’s not the one to go all in, he’s a bit scared of big feelings, will definitely hold out until he’s 100% sure it’s real, but how will he ever know if he doesn’t really give it a chance? He’s a slowburn me thinks. I will warn you though, he could either be Bobby-sweetheart OR Alfie-sweetheart (aka wolf in sheep’s clothing).

And that is all we have - thank you for indulging me! These are just my opinions of course. I could be right, but I could also be very wrong - take it with a grain of salt:)

Part 1 in case you missed it😉

#don’t take me seriously #(or do - your choice) #litg #love island the game #litg s6 #litg double trouble

[taylorswiftstylequestions]

Hi Sarah, I wanted to say I love the way you word things. Many times, your replies to asks, or captions on style have caused me to really have a think, and on several occasions, gotten me to either change my opinion or see a different perspective—in a way that I doubt I would’ve without your insight. It’s often been about more cerebral topics on TSSQ, but the most recent time was last night.

About Taylor’s look. I first saw it and my reaction was 🥴. My fave color is greeeen! Always has been! So I was confused as to why I didn’t enjoy. I read your caption and thought “idk, that shirt is just Not It for me, I don’t think there’s any saving this look”. But then I covered up the bottom of the shirt, and sure enough, it significantly improved it! Idk that I’d ever rank this in a fave lewks category, but to go from 🫣 to “oh yes! I can see that” all from an insightful comment you made about it is so cool! I don’t understand fashion, just my visceral reactions when I’m shopping, so I really appreciate learning from you 🤗

Okay SOFT!!!! I love that you gave yourself the opportunity to take a beat and reconsider and think and I love being part of that openness with you. My whole heart!!!!

#tsser

[reine-du-sourire]

The #cringefail of Dorian Gray

Chapter 1, Part 4

"Dude, you just don’t get me,” replied the artist. “Obvs, I’m not like him. I know that, okay? Honestly, I wouldn’t want to be like him. What, you’re giving me that look? I’m being real with you. Being different, whether it’s physically or intellectually, it’s like this curse that follows you around. It’s like some kind of jinx that’s been around since forever. It’s better to just blend in with the rest of the world. The ones who are ugly or stupid, they’ve got it easy. They can just chill and watch life happen. They don’t need to worry about winning or losing because they’re not even in the game. They just live their lives, unaffected and not caring. They don’t bring trouble to others, nor do they ever have trouble themselves. You with your money and status, me with my talents, and Dorian Gray with his lewks—we’ll all suffer for what we’ve been given, suffer bad.”

"Yo, what’s his name? Dorian Gray.”

“Yeah. I wasn’t gonna tell you,” replied Basil.

“Why not?”

“Can’t explain it. When I really like someone, I don’t @ them. It’s like giving away a part of them. I’m into keeping secrets these days. It’s the only thing that can make life interesting or mysterious. Even the most basic stuff is dope when it’s kept hidden. When I dip out of town, I don’t tell my fam where I’m going. It kills the thrill. It’s a stupid habit, I know, but it adds some romance to my life. You probably think I’m hella dumb for it, huh?”

#the cringefail of dorian gray #tpodg #lord henry wotton #basil hallward

[bluegekk0]

How's Lewk doing in regards of making friends? Listening to your school ramble gives me the feeling, while he has some friends, he rather stays at home after school than to go out to play with said Friends

Actually making friends isn't that big of a problem for him. He naturally attracts others' attention and makes them curious about him, but it's his sweet and kind personality that solidifies it (otherwise, the other kids would most likely feel scared of him due to his connection with Grimm, who's widely perceived as very intimidating). So it didn't take long for him to gain friends, he was surrounded by them from the first day of school.

But the problem lies in maintaining those friendships. The way he was raised definitely shaped him to be very attached to his parents - he was the center of attention, he was spoiled, especially by Grimm, who would shower him with gifts, and FPK would add to the pile with the toys he made in his workshop. But it wasn't just that, since they value affection, he grew surrounded with love, so it makes sense that he would become very close with them, but also learn to be kind to others. There's also the fact that all of his friends are younger than him, not by much, but he didn't have any playmates for a chunk of his early childhood, so that brought him even closer to his parents and family. Consequently, he didn't really get to know the other Dirtmouth children until school started.

He is naturally very curious, but he's just as dependant on his parents. The lessons are fun, he's very excited about seeing his friends, but just like you suggested, he tends to gravitate back towards his family after they're over, since being separated from his loved ones for longer periods of time makes him feel a little scared. So he's kind of split between his want to explore and make friends, and his close bond with his family. If one of his friends asks him to come out and play, you can tell he's feeling conflicted every time. Often times he declines, since he already planned to spend time drawing with Holly, going on a trip with Hornet, helping FPK in his workshop, or watching Grimm's rehearsals. So I could see the other kids viewing him as someone who's really nice but never wants to play with them, and eventually giving up on asking him to join them.

I do think this is something he'd get better at over time, though. As much as Grimm and FPK love him, they still want him to have friends, so they encourage him to go out and play with them. But I doubt he'll ever lose that close bond with his family, even if he doesn't end up quite the mama's boy Milo is shaping up to be.

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Unrelated but I thought I'd talk about this while I'm on the topic of the future. I mentioned some time ago that Lewk's arc would be getting annoyed at how pampered he is and trying to break free from it, but after some thinking I decided that this didn't fit his personality very much. Instead, I think Asta would be more fitting for that kind of possible development, she has a much more snarky and rebellious personality, I imagine, so I could see her trying to be more independent.

I most likely won't age the kids any time soon, but thinking of the paths they could take in the future is good for character development. Like I mentioned, Lewk would be the really kind and helpful one with a close bond with his family, I think he'd end up being quite well liked among the Dirtmouth folk. Asta would be far more rebellious and cause trouble all the time just to gain some independence, though shd'd still have a soft spot for her twin brother. And Milo would stay close to and very dependent on his dads, to the point where he'd end up being a bit of an outcast among his peers, maybe even quite mean and dismissive of them, though deep down he's still very kind, just very shy and awkward which paints him as a target for mean comments.

#ask stuff #feral pk au #save #lewk #asta #milo