Due to the TikTokification of Instagram, I am having to make videos in order for anyone to, like, see anything I post. Here's my latest shot at that, since product videos weren't cutting it. Will it work? I fucking hope. I have no other ideas of how to get people to potentially view my shop 😔
I have more of these made from hikes I've done this month, so I'll be posting them whether they work or not, cause I think they're dumb and goofy and fun.
I think my favorite long-running joke in Armand fandom is that he so clearly has such a fucking type: Marius, Lestat, Daniel... Even Bianca - the only woman he's ever shown to have a romantic and sexual relationship with - is a beautiful, grey-eyed, blonde.
✨Louis✨ is the only exception to The Blond Rule™️, as he should be.
I need people to understand that when I say that Louis is female coded that’s a big fucking deal since I resisted calling male characters “female coded” for a very fucking long time, not least of all because the first time I saw that in fandom people were calling Kylo Ren “female coded” 🤢 so understandably it took Louis “officially diagnosed with hysteria because he’s depressed and reads to many books but damn if he isn’t Pretty™️” De Pointe Du Lac to finally use that phrase.
Only for him tho, no other male character I know of have suffered the way Louis has to earn the female coding privileges 💕
Gnt, eu comecei a assistir aquele dorama “O jogo da morte” e realmente as mortes são brutais. Tipo, eu só tô no ep 2 e um menino do ensino médio morre a tijoladas, eu tô mto em choque
A foreigner in Japan was an uncommon sight indeed, and definitely would get more than a few stares. But truthfully, Sora had been living in America and traveling around so much that it didn't even register to him this guy was "foreign"- he just saw him as some dude behind the counter doing his job.
But as he got halfway down the aisle and got a good look at him, the guy- Sora thought- the guy was actually really... really really truly... superbly-!
Cool.
Sora stared, stunned at the unexpected sight before him. That drip, that hair, those threads- it had been so long since Sora had seen someone truly, coolly awesome like that. He couldn't help but be amazed! 'I bet the girls are nuts for him!' He thought. 'If I was half as cool as him, I would definitely get a girlfriend!'
...Wait... 'cool'?
He had to put his hand on a shelf to steady himself, wide eyes to the floor as his thoughts caught up to him. How could he even think something like that? The guy was short like Sora! Surely he had difficulty dating too! And yet when Sora looked at him, there hadn't been a doubt in his mind that he was all that and more.
All his life Sora had been insecure in his image. He was short, skinny (well, he wasn't skinny anymore, but details) and not nearly as strong as Riku! It was no wonder girls always turned him down!
And yet, as he looked upon this stranger, he wondered if maybe, just maybe, his problem wasn't actually in how he "looked". Maybe these traits he once thought of as obstacles had merely been hurdles- challenges to force himself to rise to the occasion, and make himself truly awesome!
It was like everything he knew had just been turned upside down.
He sighed dramatically, and continued his search down the aisle, doing everything he could to avoid looking at the front, and having to face this cool guy head on. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so ashamed. He was unworthy to even meet his eyes.
But alas, Sora could not avoid the truth forever. So about 20 minutes later of strolling through the shelves, he finally plucked up his courage, and stepped to the front.
"Hey. I know you don't know me, and this may sound strange, but... I just wanted to thank you." He brought up a smile. "Seeing you find the strength to carry on, to hold your head up high despite everything- it really inspired me to take a good, hard look at myself. You reminded me that no matter what life throws at us, we always have to do whatever it takes to do the best we can. I really owe you for that." He bowed at his shoulders. "Thank you."
And so, heaviness from his heart lifted, Sora turned on his heel and left the store, inspired and enthused from this life changing interaction. He vowed that from now on, he would let nothing stop him in his goals, and even if things seemed impossible, he would always find a way to overcome!
It would be about 6 hours later when he realized he hadn't introduced himself, didn't even ask for the dude's name, and completely forgot to actually buy something.
And that he was going to have to go back tomorrow and actually face him.
"Hm... as a general question for my curiosity, do you find it respectable to invite someone to an event by formally writing them a letter, or do you prefer a more vocal approach in such a situation?"
Yes, maybe he has plans. No, he isn't going to specify for who or what or why.
De braços cruzados, lábios comprimidos e ponta da bota batendo no chão, Lídia esperava Anastasia dar o ar de suas graças. Detesta esperar em seu humor corriqueiro, ser feita de estátua pela tal Tremaine foi com certeza uma péssima escolha. Tinha, no entanto, a voz dos pais em sua cabeça: be nice to her. "Nice..." a princesa resmunga, arrumando o casaco espesso em cima dos ombros. "Espero que a gente vá a algum lugar quente, porque estou morrendo de frio." Continua, em voz alta, chutando uma pedrinha no chão.