#why is she sooooooo beautiful

[somelazyassartist]

Look at my cat she is going to be turned into stickers that you can put in your home on your fridge on your cereal boxes on your golden retriever wherever you want. AND she's gonna have little shiny hearts on her :] just need to wait for them to finish being made and arrive here I'm so excited.....

[dinosaurwithablog]

My mom had one of these cars!! I was young, but I remember saying, "Go faster, mommy," every time we went somewhere. The great part about that was she did go faster every time!! 😁😍🤗

Pontiac GTO Ram Air IV 1970. - source Amazing Classic Cars.

[hachiane]

ranking the LADS boys on who takes the best Instagram photos for you

a/n — just my headcanons!! may be OOC, majorly she/her reader pronouns

count : 950 words

#1 Rafayel Qi

— takes one look at your inspo photos and scoffs, “puh-leaase, i can do better than that.”. under his calm exterior, his painter's eye is roaring to life, the gears in his brain immediately turning when your phone is passed into his hands.

Rafayel matches your freak instantly and pretends he is like every photograph boyfriend every it-girl online seems to have; he's guiding you to pose, where to place your hands, tilt your face so he captures all your best angles, even the ones you didn't think you had. your personal hypeman as he snaps away, "yesss, cutie! you look so good!' "kill me with those sexy eyes of yours!" "makeup on point! show off your pretty lashes!"

it doesn't end there. Rafayel is also looking over your shoulder helping you choose the best shots, giving his small comments and suggestions as you edit them in your phone, things like "up the contrast, the shadows are dark in this one" or "why are you cropping like that? this makes you look taller".

after your impromptu photoshoot, he sings praises about you being the most beautiful muse, the cutest bodyguard. and of course, you have to take some couple selfies with him too as reward for his hard work.

Rafayel is your first like, first comment when you post, bombarding your notifications with comments. “that’s my bodyguard right there 😍” “you’re sooooooo hot 🔥🔥” “slay queen 💅🏼✨”

he'll do everything again, no doubt about it.

#2 Xavier Shen

— when you asked him the first time, he was hesitant. he says he read a book about it but never put it to practice, warning you that you might be disappointed. you shove your phone into his hands and that you're fine with whatever he gets in the end. (unintentionally that awakens his inner prince, determined to ensure his princess look her best in every frame)

the entire time, Xavier says nothing. you hear him snap away and hum to himself, but he's not saying anything to you; doesn't tell you how to pose, where to place your hands or if you should be looking at him. so most of the time, you’re by yourself testing out the poses you saw online and placing your blind, full-hearted trust that he gets the picture you imagined. 

the thing is, while poses look good on you, Xavier behind the camera much prefers your candid moments, because these says much more about you than poses other people have thought of. you in your natural state is the most beautiful to him, and he says so, “i only take pictures of pretty things and you like this is the most pretty to me”.

later, being the old soul he is, he purchases a polaroid printer to get physical copies of your photos and stashes them away in a journal or box, for these memories of you deserve to last lifetimes.

#3 Sylus Qin

— his pictures of you are decent enough. when you asked him the first time, he says he’ll get you a personal photographer if you so desire good photos, but your cutesy pleading and debating your point about the sentimental value of photos taken by him makes him give in. he follows your inspo photos to the T, but because of his height, you notice the angles are slightly higher than what they should be. like Xavier, he doesn't tell you how to pose; he just taps away on the shutter button as he moves around you here and there, occasionally hunching down for a low angle shot, with his other hand in his pocket, nonchalant as Sylus usually is.

accidentally left the live photo feature on for most of your photos, and while perturbed at first, those become his favourites; he gets to see a glimpse of your genuine smile at his ministrations before your expressions snap into a smouldering, radiant look that he would fall to his knees for time and time again. he sends the photos to himself afterwards without asking, shrugging when you question him about it when he was being so indifferent at first, “sentimental value, kitten”.

#4 Zayne Li

— unfortunately, Zayne takes photos like an aged father with two daughters; straight on, no angles, no direction, not much effort given the first few times. but after seeing your slightly disappointed look as you review the photos, even when you reassure him you're okay with them, he knows he’d done you wrong.

the next day, Zayne promptly asks his female colleagues and acquaintances with a photography hobby at the hospital for some tips and crash courses. of course they oblige him (because who could say no to the Dr Zayne when he asks for a favour?) with simple go-tos and the tricks. and Zayne being Zayne, he notes them all down in his personal notebook, studies it in his downtime, brings it home to read and practice on some "subjects" lying around the house: your collectible figures, the fresh bouquet for the living room, and so forth.

the next time the opportunity comes up, he breaks it to you he's been studying for this exact moment and asks if you would give him another attempt. although the photos end up not what you expected when he said he's been "learning", it's miles better than the first few times. Zayne would look at you expectantly for your reaction, and he heaves a sigh of assured relief when you compliment his improvement. when you post the recent photo he took of you, he cracks the widest smile he's had all week, liking and saving the photo to make it his phone background (though you've probably already sent it to him).

[sturnsdarling]

beast boy and raven

smartand'mean'!reader convinces fratboy!matt to dress up with her for halloween

vibe check: fluffy good vibes all round

500 words

A/N: i wrote this sooooooo long ago and forgot that it existed. anyways i love them

love and cigs, merc

The party downstairs had already started, music blaring from every corner of the house. Chris and Matt were in their rooms, getting ready for their first Halloween party of the week. By a string of cruel fate, they stepped out their bedroom doors at the same time, locking eyes as Matt took a swig of his pregame drink and Chris placed his canon joint between his lips. The sight of Matt, in a purple shirt and grey cargos with green hair made Chris erupt into laughter.

“What the fuck are you supposed to be kid? Why is your hair green?” Chris couldn’t contain his laughter.

Matt smacked the dangling joint from Chris lips’ and pushed him by the shoulder.

“y/n wanted to be raven and beast boy, y’know the green kid and the witch chick from teen titans?” Matt said, not able to contain his chuckles at the sight of Chris keeled over in hysterics.

“What are you? A divorced dad of three?” Matt questioned, referring to Chis’ blue Hawaiian shirt.

Chris picked his joint up off the floor and shook his head, his laughter still lingering, “nah dude, m’fuckin Romeo” He says, pulling a fake gold gun from his belt and brandishing it in-front of Matts face.

“Romeo in what century? I swear that’s old as fuck” Matt snickers.

S!r/n came out from Chris’ room, wearing a white dress and angel wings with her hair pulled back in a half up half down. “From the 1996 movie, Matt, duh” She says, pointing between her and Chris.

“Wait, hang on, you’re Romeo and Juliet?” Matt questions, folding his arms over his chest with raised brows.

“Its cute right?” Your voice comes from behind Matt as you loop your arm through his, looking up at him, the dark makeup around your eyes accentuating their beautiful colour.

"You guys look go good” s!r/n says at you and Matt.

Matt grins down and you and puckers his lips. You kiss him quickly, trying not to get your black lipstick on his mouth.

“You two make me sick” Chris says, shaking his head and sparking his joint.

He turns to walk down the stairs and holds his hand out behind him, squeezing his fingers together a couples times, gesturing for his girl to take his hand. She complies, and follows him tightly down the winding staircase towards the music.

Matt turns to face you, tracing delicate fingers over the purple velvet cape that’s draped over your shoulders. He scans your figure, taking in how your black, shiny hot pants hug the tops of your fishnet covered thighs.

“You look so sexy, angel” he murmurs, not taking his eyes off your frame “Thanks Matthew” you smile, cheesing at his compliment. “This makeup too” he sucks air into his pursed lips and shakes his head slightly. “You like it?” You say, leaning up into him, pressing your body against his. “Mhm, I like it a lot” He nods, bringing a firm hand to the side of your face, smiling as he pulls you up into a kiss.

His other hand sneaks down of your backside and squeezes the plump flesh of your ass, followed by a slap that makes you squeal into his mouth. His chuckle breaks the kiss, and he continues to kneed at the flesh of your ass.

“Lets go get drunk” He says “Yes!” You grin up at him, “tequila!” You chant, taking his hand and leading him down the staircase towards the party.

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[maplesyrupsainz]

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙confidence | OP81˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: oscar piastri x reader y/n (she/her)

genre: social media au, new relationship

warnings: very fluffy !!!

summary: in which your new boyfriend and your bffs support you in increasing your confidence <3

a/n: i've done a logan fic rly recently so i chose oscar !! wasnt 100% sure on how to execute this but hope i did an ok job :))

request!!!: hi! Could i please request a smau with oscar or logan about shy/insecure reader and a driver trying to boost their confidence. Thank you, youre amazing. Love ya 💓

-> this fanfic came from a request ^ tht i copy pasted above but i lost the request idk if i deleted it from my inbox by accident or just dreamed it up perhaps. but here it is anyway srry to whoever req it but i did write it at least hope this finds u well 🤓

fc: matilda djerf

my masterlist

instagram ->

yourusername

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yourusername havent posted in a while 🍓

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user1 a y/n post who cheered

oscarpiastri me begging for a selfie

yourusername 🙄 u can see me whenever u want

user2 he's like us

user3 why does she never post herself😭😭

user4 booo we want more y/n content

user5 oscar looks so cute

yourbff lunch tomorrow

yourusername for sure

user6 luv how she doesnt even ask lol

user7 friendship goals

user8 dont even rmmbr what y/n looks like anymore 😭

yourbff

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yourbff spring vibe 🌷

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user9 Y/N CRUMBS

user10 more y/n more y/n

oscarpiastri she is so beautiful

yourbff RIGHT?!! i wish she knew that

yourusername 🥲🥲

user11 omg?

user12 is y/n too shy to post herself often🥲

user13 y/n is a princess

user14 i wanna be friends with them

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri i have the most beautiful girlfriend in the world

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user15 omg this is so cute

user16 oscar hyping her up omg

user17 he's sooooooo sweet i love them

yourusername omg stop

yourusername literally blushing irl

yourbff can confirm

oscarpiastri well good coz im telling the truth

yourusername 😭 i love u so much

oscarpiastri i love u too u perfect girl

user18 me when😭😭😭

user19 soulmates fr

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yourusername posted a story

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oscarpiastri so proud of u

yourusername 🥹

mclaren nice colour choice

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user29 omg u went OFFFF y/n

user30 omg the orange yessss

landonorris papaya slay

yourusername yup so true lando.

landonorris oh ok i feel judged rn

yourusername dont say slay to me ever again then

yourbff YOU LOOK SO SO SO SO GOOD OH MY GOD

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user31 we're so lucky rn

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user32 soooooo cute

user33 THE LIL LAMB

user34 we loved seeing u at the race y/n :))

oscarpiastri perfect beautiful amazing !

yourusername my 🌍

mclaren see you next time y/n 😉

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user35 next time🤭

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user37 i will always be y/n's biggest supporter

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yourbff felt cute

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yourusername cool

yourbff who , me?

yourusername sure why not

user38 IS THAT LANDO IS THAT LANDO IS THAT LANDO IS THAT LANDO IS THAT LANDO

user39 lando norris is that u

oscarpiastri cool!!

yourbff stop saying cool

oscarpiastri i said it 1 (one) time

landonorris ♟️

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user40 omg i hope her & lando r dating so cute actually

user41 booo return my man to me pls y/bff/n

user42 i just know y/n is behind this (whatever this is)

landonorris posted a story

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user43 omg i love them

user44 CUTIES

user45 omg they're in england

user46 so funny seeing them in a british pub

logansargeant free them from hell (the uk)

landonorris shut up american freak

logansargeant 🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸🇺🇸

user47 our aussie legends

yourusername

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yourusername i love my best friends in the whole world i am so lucky to be me and have the most supportive ppl in my life .. i may be the shyest babyest girl ever but at least i got my hype men (especially u osc)

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user48 fourple

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yourbff i love you so much i am soo proud

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user51 HAHAH WHAT

user52 🙏 we used to pray for times like these

liked by oscarpiastri, yourbff

landonorris hype men reporting for business 🫡

yourusername thank u sir

user53 i love this dynamic

oscarpiastri OMG i love you

yourusername OMG i love you too

user54 so cute seeing her gain confidence over the season

user55 ikr feels so organic

oscarpiastri

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oscarpiastri loml

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yourbff my favs foreverr

oscarpiastri 🧡

landonorris love you guys😻😻😻

oscarpiastri oh stop it you ..

user56 they r never beating the fourple accusations ^^

liked by landonorris

user57 y/n is the most gorgeous girl ever

user58 lando using the cat heart eyes emoji...?

user59 he's so girlypop

yourusername omg blushing

yourusername i love you

yourusername SOOOO MUCH

oscarpiastri i love you at least 1000x more

user60 obsessed

THE END 🧡

[civilbucky]

I saw thunderbolts today 🥹

NON SPOILER OPINIONS!

i think for starters the casting was done BEAUTIFULLY!

lewis pullman did an amazing job as bob and i would actually die for him. 10/10

this movie was such a breath of fresh air. marvel i feel like actually listened to what fans wanted and did a great job.

laughed way more than i expected??? had my ass giggling so much omg.

i feel like people saying this movie sucked or was mid missed the point IMO

it was sooooooo nice seeing accurate super soldier strength and little details pertaining to them being super soldiers. *chefs kiss*

THUNDERBOLTS SPOILERS AHEAD

I WAS SO FUCKING FERAL I CANT BELIEVE HOW MUCH SCREENTIME BUCKY HAS

YELENA AND ALEXEI???? OH MY GOOOOOOOOD WHEN ALEXEI SAVES THAT LITTLE GIRL AND IMMEDIATELY GET SMOKES WAS SO FUCKING CRUEL HE SAW YOUNG YELENA AND I COULDVE SWORN SHE WAS GONNA DIE LIKE SOME TWISTED ASS FORESHADOWING 😭 their relationship in this movie actually hurt me so much i loved getting more from them!!! also the thunderbolts being named after her soccer team was so sweet. alexei was such a dad and SHOWED UP! even after being torn into by yelena.

i loved wyatt russell. i think hes such an amazing actor and i feel like we get so much more walker that shows his true color. i love that marvel doesnt try and make him a hero nor do they try and make him "redeemable". he truly is himself and selfish in ways where he puts himself first and then others second. his wife leaving him and taking his child are the consequences of his own actions, and we can empathize with him without feeling like they were trying to make us love him. he is such an interesting character and i loved him in this movie.

WHY WOULD THEY KILL TASKMASTER SO EARLY ON?!?! SHE HAD SO MUCH POTENTIAL AND IT WOULDVE BEEN AMAZING TO SEE!!! i get its more comic accurate but she was such a fascinating character. wish i couldve seen her more.

i feel like ghost didnt have as much depth in this movie compared to quantumania. i still loved her character in this movie and she was quick as shit on her feet talkin mad shit to john which KILLED ME they were all so funny 💀 she was so useful and brutally honest and i could gush over her all day.

and now to bucky... my main MAN 😫 PERSONALLY WOULDNT HAVE BEEN ABLE TO HANDLE HIS VOID I WAS CRYING ENOUGH IN THAT MOVIE!!! i wouldve loved to see it but it was so nice watching a movie where he wasnt constantly suffering. he is such an amazing character and i was sobbing at the fact that he never truly wanted to fight and was always thrown into wars, and now he was saving people and working with a team to try and help people rather than killing them. their faces when people were cheering for them had me losing it in the theater. i feel like to a point valentina did rope him in to be the new avengerz (hehe thank you alexei) but he seemed genuinely happy and i feel like itll be so good for him to feel like he can do good and prove it to himself.

alSO HIM AND SAM FIGHTING AND BEING BORDERLINE ENEMIES???? COME FUCKING ON NOW!!!!! i feel like sam shouldve been supportive but i completely understand the anger about the name. but my baby is doing so good leave him alone!!! he wants to do good!!!! (i dont truly believe they are enemies. i think they have such a solid foundation they will come back from this but it broke my heart)

personally could talk about bob all day. the way his back story was set up and his home life??? DAMN!!! he was an anazing character with such a range and depth that lewis pullman really hit it out of the park. sentry was so haunting to see and the void really had me crying in the club. showing how much it can help you to just lean on your friends around you was such an amazing touch. after the post credit scenes of him not being sentry/the void anymore i am so excited and curious for what they do in doomsday!!! GAHHHHHH BOB I LOVE YOU!!!

all in all 100000000/10 the mental health and leaning on people for help was so beautiful and well done. yelena taking responsibility and telling bob that she was wrong about shoving it down was something to BEHOLD. i absolutely loved this movie and i think all characters being their authentic self really made it.

[mystellenia]

giving ellie a hoodie full of kisses ୨ৎ

summary: you paint a hoodie with kisses for ellie, and the gesture flusters her.

content: nothing much, just ellie being shy

notes: answer to this req!! i'm trying a new format of posts. sometimes i see people do not quite hcs but also not quite a normal, paragraph-formatted fic. its this in between of bullet points????? idk lemme know if yall like it

(wc 0.6 k)

after spending an hour on painting your lips and pressing them to the cloth of the hoodie you'd gotten for ellie, you sat back and examined your work

you had to admit: the hoodie looked beautiful. but! you did not!!!! your lips were stained red from the paint, your back hurt from hunching over to kiss the hoodie, and you'd probably ingested about an ounce of red40!!! (i know red 40 is in food but let me be silly)

after washing the paint that had gotten on your skin off in the sink, you ironed the sweatshirt to seal the paint in (don't ask me how that works bc idk i just saw it on tiktok like 10 mins ago)

and now we wait for ellie to come home!!

when she finally comes in, she throws her keys on the table near the door and toes her dusty, disintegrating, been-to-bethlehem-and-back converse, bc have you seen them. one day she's gonna take a step and they're gonna turn into a cloud of dust i swear

anyway you're sitting on the couch with your phone in your lap, the painted sweatshirt folded into a square with the kisses hidden inside. she walks towards you and gives you a lil kissy kiss on the forehead like hiiii

you get all smiley because you're excited for her to see the sweatshirt and she gets all suspish.... like what's so funny....

sooooooo.... you tell her you made her something and unfold the hoodie and hold it up to your body so she can see the full thing. and she would soooo get all beet red, like, "...you made this for me?"

and you're like "yes of course do you like it queen" then she gets over the like flusteredness (????(actually i revoke my ???? bc i just made that a word)) and gets so happi like yayyy!!!!

then she looks all confused at your lips and is like "is that why your lips look so severely chapped and red?"

and you get mad so you take away kiss privileges so she does the only reasonable thing which is putting you in a headlock to force kiss you

would definitely immediately put it on and go look in the mirror at her with it on. she'll start geeking and thank you and all that jazz

she would wear that shit 24/7. sleeping working showering shitting ANYWHERE best believe she has that hoodie on. and you tell her its been like 2 weeks of her wearing it nonstop so she needs to wash it but she refuses bc she doesn't want the kisses to start fading. u wash it anyway bc its dirty and she cold shoulders you for about 30 mins before she sees some dumb reel she just has to show you (me fr).

i feel like she's a hot sleeper--like she gets too hot at night to wear the hoodie but she still wants it so she'll just hold it as a baby blanket of sorts and Whatnot.

wait very unrelated but does anyone have a baby blanket that they've had for so long its like basically just threads thats so funny

but overall she loves it. she likes to kiss the kiss prints you made on the sweatshirt bc it's "like kissing you."

there was one time she couldn't find it for like 2 days (because you'd washed it since she never does) and she tried to act all nonchalant and unaffected like she wasn't about to start tweaking and like twitching

then you gave it to her all calm because it was literally just in the wash and she was like "what😨😨😨 where did you find it😨😨😨" and you just tell her it was in the wash and shes like "oh that makes sense"

pls im so sorry. before i say anything i would like to formally apologize to the anon who submitted the ask for this bc this is so shit. you ask me for a product and this is how i repay you!! shame on me. please dilly dally on over to my asks and ask me something else so i can actually, i don't know, do a good job!! this ask was cute tho u ate with that

@picklesarenice69

wow i very strongly dislike this format so much this is the first and last time i will be doing this!!! i’m only posting this bc its been like a week since i last posted and the citizens will soon revolt, which the city's defenses cannot afford!! we're about to run out of wheat like times are getting tough. maybe i should just try just headcanons 🤔

can you tell i was fighting demons to not make this my normal vocab and format. like just look at this sentence and how it progresses: "when she finally comes in, she throws her keys on the table near the door and toes her dusty, disintegrating, been-to-bethlehem-and-back converse, bc have you seen them." the way that sentence progresses is just the silly demons taking over and also my coping mechanism for grimacing at how much i didnt mesh with this format

like i just couldnt take myself seriously. "yes of course do you like it queen" HELLO??? WHY DID I TYPE THAT but i will not be fixing and/or deleting it bc its making me giggle

dont get me wrong some of you ladies chew it up but i am made for unreasonably long and time consuming fics!!! i’m getting heated too bc not only is this so short and quick to do but it also takes less focus and brain power and ofc i had to make things hard for myself and hate it!!! i’m soooooooooooo silly

click here!! oh and here too!! ˶ᵔᵕᵔ˶

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edit: wait i would like to clarify that i just hate this because perhaps i’m not used to it. if you guys like this maybe i'll do more bc i follow the clout always 💯

[zroronoas]

"young and he fine and he tall and he handsome." thank u sza.

a/n: i might write another ver of this w zoro tbh bc that description is also sooooooo zoro. inspired by BMF by sza!!

fluff. no smut but it gets a little bit suggestive! also does not necessarily follow the accurate storyline for the sake of the story 🤭

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you weren't one to give men much attention, quite the opposite actually. you decided that they just weren't worth your time, especially since most of the ones you met while out on the sea were disgusting perverts. and unfortunately, you already had to deal with sanji everyday.

but there was one man who had you speechless, heart palpitating, palms sweating. and that wasn't the only thing that got wet.

you thought he was the most gorgeous man to walk the earth. in your head, no man, dead or alive, could ever compete with his looks.

you thank whatever god there is everyday that the man decided to save you and the rest of the crew from smoker. honestly, you could have died happy then.

naturally, you could not help but gush to nami and robin about how hot you found him.

"he's literally the most beautiful man i've ever laid my eyes on," you sigh. "he's tall and he's handsome!"

you rest your head in your hands, hearts practically coming out of your eyes. you were starting to feel a little bit like sanji.

"too bad he isn't part of our crew," robin smiles. the girls giggle at the way you look, hopelessly daydreaming about the man.

he wasn't part of your crew, but the things you would to do have him on your ship 24/7 were unimaginable.

"there's also the issue of him being luffy's brother," nami interrupts. "wouldn't it be kind of weird?"

"normally it would, but i would do anything to have ace," you snort. "even if it's just for a night."

"wow, anything?"

you feel your body go limp.

that did not sound like nami or robin. and the voice came from behind you.

all you could do was pray that it was one of the men from your crew, but from the looks on nami and robin's faces, you were absolutely wrong.

"no!" you laugh nervously. "no we weren't talking about you, there's a different ace we know!"

he smirks, leaning in closer to your face. you feel the heat rush to your face and your stomach start to knot up.

"well," he says loudly as he moves away from your face. "ace is a lucky guy then."

"y-yeah!" you stammer. "he is lucky! him, not you!"

a boyish grin appears on his face before he readjusts his hat and makes his way to the door. you have no time to respond before he's gone, and you're left standing wide-eyed and speechless in the middle of the kitchen.

you hear nami squeal as she repeatedly smacks robin's arm out of excitement, but you're feeling the exact opposite. it was humiliating, the way you were yapping so loudly about how you would do anything for the man.

robin covers her mouth with her hand, giggling quietly. nami on the other hand, is doubled over and cackling as loud as she can. you don't even have the energy to fight with her, you just sink to your knees with a blank look on your face.

"hey," nami wheezes. "at least you know he's interested!"

you glare at her before covering your face with your hands and letting out a loud groan. "why is he even here?"

little did you know, ace was still on the other side of the door, a blush creeping up on his cheeks. normally, he wouldn't be the slightest bit phased by the compliments but he had been head over heels since the moment he first saw you.

"ace!" luffy shrieks. "move out of the way! i'm hungry!" ace slips away from the door before luffy slams it open with all his might.

you look up at luffy frantically shaking his head around as he looks for any food he can stuff his face with. he pauses for a moment, setting his eyes on you.

"why are you red?" he questions. "you and ace both are!"

you're about to respond before ace knocks luffy's head with his fist, causing the boy to yell and furiously rub his forehead.

"don't bother them!" ace grunts. "they're a little...hot and bothered."

"well," luffy says. "take your sweater off then! that's why it's hot!"

ace smirks, ruffling his little brother's hair.

"don't worry luffy, i'll help them with that later."

[gingerteafairy]

 so I saw you said yes yandere dave the sooooooo heres my idea

OK, so I saw this little thing with Dave catfishing the reader so I was thinking Dave is too nervous and too awkward to go up to the reader and talk to her so instead he catfishes her and he gets really deep into it and then somehow she finds out it’s him plus him being a little stalkerish

-L

The way I could see the entire scene in my head just from reading this request omg ajjaowoqjekaka

tags n warnings: suggestive, language, stalking, delulu!dave.

Yandere!Dave: painfully shy and completely infatuated with you, struggling to say a single word without stammering or staring at you like you were the only thing in the room.

Yandere!Dave: who hated social media but made an account just so he could talk to you.

Yandere!Dave: who found a picture of a way more attractive guy on Pinterest to use as his profile picture, hoping to catch your attention.

Yandere!Dave: who started hitting the gym more often and wearing tighter shirts so you’d notice his progress.

Yandere!Dave: who replied to every single one of your posts and stories with the sweetest messages, making you kick your feet in bed.

Yandere!Dave: who set one of your photos as his wallpaper.

Yandere!Dave: who noted down every place you went out to just so he could watch you leave—whether you were alone or with friends.

Yandere!Dave: who carefully orchestrated “coincidences” in hallways and other places just to bump into you again.

Yandere!Dave: who saw all your favorite movies, shows and music to have a nice conversation with you.

Yandere!Dave: addicted to every breath you take by the police.

Yandere!Dave: who dressed up as Kick-Ass and asked for Mindy's help to scare off any potential male threats, ensuring he was the only one who got to talk to you. (she probably feels bad for you)

Yandere!Dave: who followed you home every single day just to make sure you were safe—and lingered a little longer, just to admire your beauty through the window.

Yandere!Dave: who sketched an entire comic where he saved you from bad guys, and you fell hopelessly in love with him.

he also drew you being a merciless villain wearing a revealing latex suit handcuffing the poor boy to the bed.

Yandere!Dave: who filled sketchbooks with thousands of drawings of you in different poses and outfits—or without them—covering his entire room.

Yandere!Dave: who was so caught up in replying to your pictures that he didn’t notice you standing right behind him—until it was too late.

"Dave, it was you this whole time?" you blurted, watching as he shot up from his chair so fast that it scraped loudly against the floor.

"I… no. I mean, this profile… I mean. It's nothing you—" He fumbled over his words, his fingers trembling as he tried to lock his phone and shove it into his pocket, but you were quicker. You snatched it from his grasp and scrolled through the messages.

"Oh my God. It really was you." Your eyes widened as you scrolled through the texts, realization hitting you like a wave. The way he spoke online—it was the same as in real life. “It was you all the time.”

"Yeah. It was me. I’m sorry." His cried out, his hands twitching at his sides before he instinctively reached for yours, only to hesitate and pull away, realizing how weird all of this must have seemed. "Actually, no. I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I mean—I was so fucking creepy. I’m really sorry. I scared you. Shit. You can tell the cops."

"The cops?" Your eyes snapped up to him, still processing everything. "Dave, yeah, this was… really weird. But I’m not mad at you for this… thing."

"Then why…?"

"Why didn’t you just talk to me directly?" you asked, brows furrowed as if trying to piece it all together. "Like, you’re so cool. I like you. You didn’t have to catfish me, you just needed to talk to me.”

"I’m sorry. I… I get it if you don’t wanna talk to me anymore, but please—just let me see you," he pleaded, his voice cracking, eyes glossy with unshed tears. That alone made your resolve soften. “I love you so much, please, please? Please, let me see you.”

"Okay, just… don’t do this again. Just be yourself." You sighed, handing his phone back to him.

"Thank you, thank you. You’re a goddess, you’re so fucking kind," he breathed, practically shaking as he pocketed his phone. "Thank you, thank you. I don’t deserve this. I don't deserve you. You’re perfect."

"God, calm down," you chuckled awkwardly, still feeling a little uneasy but unable to ignore the sincerity in his voice.

"Sorry. That was weird. I’ll stop being weird," he promised, straightening his posture as if willing himself to be normal.

[cosmickid-inmotion]

Misunderstanding

Marc Spector x fem!reader

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Summary: When the boys come home early and see boxes all packed and furniture on the street, Marc jumps to the worst option. Clearly, you're leaving him.

Warnings: PIV sex, wall sex, oral f!recieving, manhandling, rough needy smut but loving and passionate, anxiety attack, Marc's self loathing but reader adores him. Calling Marc all kinda of cute nick names.

Immersability: Reader is fem, afab. Reader can be largly supported against the wall by Marc's strong arms <3

A/N: Commission done for @minigirl87 thank you SOOOOOOO much for your patience!!! Next time I do commissions i need to not do them right before moving. Left me quite behind. Anyway appreciate you so much!

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Chaos made Marc anxious.

So, that’s why you decided to do spring cleaning while he and the boys were at work, hoping to get most of it done before the boys returned from work. What threw all your plans out of whack was a chance spotting on facebook marketplace. The prettiest furniture you’ve ever seen in your life was for fucking free. The owners were cleaning out the house from their mom who just passed, and just wanted the furniture to go to someone who’d love it like their mom did. And boy did you love it. The style was French Louis XVI. Fucking beautiful. So, you were making room. 

A lot was going to be given away with permission from your boys, and you’d be doing a lot of reorganizing of Steven’s books. A lot of trash, oh my god so much trash. Marc sure did love take out, even if it drove Jakey crazy. Then your old furniture was hauled out into the street for the garbage on tuesday, or some desperate soul. You hadn’t quite gotten to organizing Steven’s books and papers, but the trash was picked up, floors swept and mopped, and the old furniture was out. You needed to pick up your dream furniture, so you hopped into your car.

Steven was elated he got to go home early. It was only an hour, but that’s an hour more with you!!! You loved extra time with you!! There was a spring in his step, happily humming along to some song on Jake’s playlist on their phone. 

Until he saw it.

‘Aye, ¿que es?’ Jak asked, interrupting Steven’s happy thoughts.

Marc. ‘Is that… our furniture?’ 

“Oh my god…” Steven murmurs, slowing his steps. All their things were on the street.

‘She’s leaving us.’

“Oh, will you calm the hell down.” But Steven was a little nervous. He walks up the apartment stairs, ready to find you and get it all sorted out but… you weren’t there. The place looked so bare, so empty… The pictures on the walls were taken down, all the memories together, clothes were half-sorted in the bedroom and sheets off the bed…

You were gone. You didn’t want them anymore.

Marc took the body, pulling out his phone and calling you multiple times, but you went straight to voicemail.

“She’s done with us” Marc groans, backing against the wall. “I knew it was too good to be true.”

‘Mate, you need to calm down’ Steven tried to assure Marc, but he was nervous too.

Marc slid down the wall, beginning to panic. “Not this again…”

Jake and Steven attempted to tell him there’s another reason, logically.

‘She wouldn't just us… leave us’ Jake insisted. ‘She’s not like that. She’d tell us if there was an issue.’

None of this helped calm Marc, and he mentally checked out, sitting against the wall on the floor staring out the window.

That’s how you found Marc, dissociating and mentally checked out when you got home.

“Marcy Marc? Baby? Are you okay?” You toss your keys onto the counter and approach him, but stop when he suddenly jerks towards you like a scared animal.

Marc looks up, eyes wide and mouth agape as he scrambles to stand up. “Holy shit, you’re here…” He mutters, dashing over to you. “Baby, whatever it is, I swear to god I’ll fix it-” Marc hugs you so tightly it knocks the breath out of you with the force of him, strong arms wrapped tightly around you. Normally, you loved his bear hugs, they made you feel safe and oh-so loved, but right now his actions warned you he was upset. You always knew when your man was in distress, even when he tried to hide it. He wasn’t as slick as he thought he was. “Whatever I did, I’m sorry, I’m so fucking sorry-”

You hug him right back. “Marc, honey, what’s going on? You didn’t do anything wrong.” That you know of, but honestly you couldn’t foresee Marc, Jake or Steven doing anything bad enough for you to be upset about. Only thing would be… Gently, so he knows you aren’t rejecting his affection, you nudge him away so you can look in his eyes. However, you keep hold on his arms. Marc’s love language was physical touch, so you always showed your love to him this way.

“Baby…” You look into his eyes, keeping your tone and facial expressions soft. “Have you heard from Khonshu lately?”

Confusion spreads on Marc’s face, his already large eyes widening. “No! Nonononono is that what this is about? You thought I was with Khonshu again?”

You were confused too. “I didn’t think anything was happening until I came home and you were against the wall. Marc, sweetheart.” You search his face for answers. “Can you just tell me what’s going on? I’m confused.”

He sputters a bit, trying to find the words. “Y-you’re leaving! You’re leaving us…”

You blink at him. “Huh? I’m not leaving you, god Marc, whatever got you this worked up? Sweetie, I’ve never been happier than with you three…”

“The furniture is on the street… Things are packed up… And, and and- the pictures! The pictures, they’re are taken down, our whole life together is off the walls-”

Ah. “Marc…” You realize what happened now. “Oh sweetheart, sweetie pie… I’m not leaving you. I’m doing spring cleaning. Remember, last week we went over what I could give away?”

The recognition slowly starts to spread across his face. “But… the pictures…”

“I took them down to wash the walls.”

“Oh… and the furniture?” It was beginning to click for him. This was all a misunderstanding.

You smile softly. “I found the coolest furniture. Steven will love it.”

He blinked. And again. “So… you don’t hate me?”

Your heart nearly broke at his words. “Oh Marc, no!” You gather him up in your arms again. “My sweet, sweet man I could never!”

You see his lip quiver a bit, but instead of crying Marc crashes his mouth into yours, large hands groping at your body with a fevur, like he couldn't believe you were real, that you were still here, still wanted him.

And he needed you.

“C’mere-” He grunted, gripping your asscheeks and pulling you towards him as he kisses you, mouth claiming yours in desperation.

Instantly you were filled with desire; Marc tended to do that to you. He was so handsome, so kind, so gentle you couldn’t help giving your all to him right away. Marc backed you up against the wall, the hand behind your head preventing you from smacking it against the plaster. He always looked out for you like that. You could feel his hardness as his wide hips ground into you, his plump pressed stomach against yours. You love how he’s softened, still so strong, but the safety of your home and the very idea that he wasn’t on the run and living in storage units… His body felt as safe as his mind did.

Marc’s mouth consumed you, licking into your mouth as his knee rid up between your legs. In loose, thin basketball shorts you felt his thick, manly thighs and sigh and pleasure.

“Marc…” You moan for him, unable to control the sounds of pleasure from escaping your mouth as you work yourself on his body. Hitching a leg up against his side, you cling to Marc for stability as he uses his grip on your ass for leverage, dragging you up and down on him. Marc’s kisses are insatiable, you feel as if he is attempting to breathe you in with heavy pants, kissing your lips and neck. Your face is wet from the open-mouth kisses.

Suddenly, and without warning, just as you are approaching the precipice humping his thigh, Marc pulls away and for a moment you think he got in his own head again, but then you are turned, face pressed against the wall but not painfully. Marc pulls your hips out, bends down to pull down your shorts and fucking picks you up by your pressed together legs to pull the shorts away. If that wasn’t sexy enough, he then kicks apart your ankles forcing your legs open. You aren’t even sure when Marc undid his pants, but before you know it, he is thrusting into your pliant and waiting body.

“M-Marc…” You repeat, his name the only thing on your mind is his name and his cock. Okay and maybe his hand wrapping around your front and snaking up your body. He plays with your grunts, grunting with his breaths hot against your ear and in time to the slamming thrusts of his hips. You brace against the wall, pushing your ass out more to take more of his length inside you.

“Thought I lost you…” He mutters, face tucked into your neck. 

“Never, never Ma- AH!” You cry out when he  squeezes a tit hard, pressing bruises through your shirt. “You-mmmph-you’re stuck with me.”

He pounds your core, rough thrusts mixed with soft kisses. You tilt your head back, desperate for his mouth, his love, his affection yours. He obliges, always knowing what you need and meeting your mouth to sloppily make out with you like horny teenagers. It was needy, it was desperate, it was Marc’s complete and utter relief that he was not going to be left shattered. He filled you over and over and again, the fat tip of his cock pressing up against that beautiful spot inside you. When you came, it was hard, pulsing on his cock again and again and again. Marc wrapped his arm under your middle as your legs began to feel like jell-o. 

“Mine.” He growls, spilling his cum inside you. “Fucking mine. Don’t every fucking scare me like that again.”

You want to tell him you didn’t that he jumped to his own conclusions but you were barely standing when he twirled you around again. Dropping to his knees, Marc looked up at you, large and wet brown eyes gazing at you in adoration. He was beautiful, so fucking beautiful…

“I won’t…” You whisper down to his hopeful face. “I promise. I love you so much.”

With a relieved look on his face, Marc smiles at you and god is it nice to see him smile. “I love you too, baby.” With that, he hitches a leg over his shoulder and dives into your pussy. Between his cum and yours, it’s a mess down there and that’s further evidenced by the absolutely obscene sounds coming from his mouth as he sluuuurped up the evidence of your time together. Marc was eager, eating his own cum out of you while keeping your supported against the wall. You knew he wouldn’t let you fall. His tongue swirled against your clit, making you buck against him so one hand pinned your hips to the wall. He ate like this was his last meal, like his salvation came from your pleasure.

When he sucked on the sensitive nub, you cry out his name and dig your fingers into Marc’s dark curls, keeping him close to you. As if he’d ever leave. You were close again, the whirling swirling feeling deep inside you continuing to build like a twister into a tornado as you chant Marc, Marc, Marc like the repetition of a Rosary. His tongue flicked inside you, one hand keeping you upright against the wall and the other playing with your clit, making you come apart directly into his mouth.

You pull on his hair so hard you worry you’re hurting him but the way Marc shoves his face into you even harder spurs you on. You can hear and feel him moaning into you as he laps up your release, a soft mmmmmm reverbating against your pussy and prolonging it as you ride his face. Your left leg is so tired, so sore, starting to wobble and Marc notices as he finally pulls away. Marc helps you slide down the wall, landing you safely on your bottom.

On his hands and knees, Marc Spector crawls to you, kissing your lips tenderly but you can see his own exhaustion too. Cupping his face in both your hands, you kiss Marc as you lay him down on your naked lap. You’re surprised with how quickly Marc’s full lashes flutter closed, his head resting between the crux of your thigh and stomach.

You play with his hair. He seems so tired, today must’ve taken it out of him. After a whole day of work, coming home to thinking you were gone. You know how anxiety can physically drain you.

“That really scared you, huh?” You say, petting him like a cat. You swear you can hear him pur.

Marc talks soft, sleepy, eyes never opening. “Yeah. Thought I lost you… I can’t do that.”

“I’ll never leave you, sweetie. And I’d certainly never leave like that… But I know how anxiety can be.”

His voice was groggy with sleep, quiet and muttered. “Yeah, it fuck’n sucks.” 

You can’t help but chuckle. “It does, baby, it does. But I’m here, and I ain’t going nowhere. Can’t get rid of me if you tried, Spector.”

He hums constantly, and in another moment, Marc is snoring softly. He’s so cute.

Then, he’s snoring loudly.

Why didn’t Steven and Jake snore? Made no fucking sense.

Sighing, you settle back against the wall and maneuver enough to grab your shorts without waking your sleeping, tuckered out little boyfriend. You pull out your phone, take a few cute pictures (some with flowery or silly snapchat filters) then go play Candy Crush. He needed to rest.

Mostly, because he had a long day and was so so adorable when he was sleeping even if he was loud as all goddamn hell.

But also, you still had several pieces of furniture sitting in your car and there was no way you were going to move all of them yourself.

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[pedriache]

I just love your work! How about a Pablo Gavi blurb where he tries and hints to reader that he likes her and she’s just so oblivious that it quite literally makes him be like hello, what the hell, and once he actually tells her and says how long he’s been feeling that way, she’s like well girl fuck why didn’t you just say that and he’s all ?? because he literally tried and did

Fool for you — Pablo Gavi.

Pairing: Pablo Gavi x Fem!Reader

Summary: He’d been trying to tell you how he’s felt for months. But every hint, every subtle touch, everything went unnoticed. Finally in a burst of frustration, he lets it out, leading to a long bickering confession for the both of you.

Word count: 1.28k

Disclaimer/s: none.. enya taught me cabezon so i hope i got this right…

A/N: im sooooooo. thats it.

The streets of Seville were quiet as you walked along the brick oath that lead toward your parents house. You’d both planned on making trips back home to see your parents at the same time, as to make travel easier. Plus, Gavi was your best friend, and you, his. You loved traveling with him.

The sounds of music wafted from the open window of an apartment above where you stood. A smile on your face as you watched a stray cat meandering about.

“I need to get another kitten.” You whisper to Gavi, who’d stopped beside you, his eyes on yours. He had hardly registered what you were saying, too focused on the way your eyes crinkled at the edges.

He hums in acknowledgment, not saying much else. Forcing his eyes to switch from your face to the disappearing orange cat. “You already have three, what makes you think you need another one?”

Rolling your eyes, you huff out a small, “shut up.”

Gavi looks back at you, noticing your eyes had drifted to the sky, examining the stars. You’d looked extra beautiful tonight, and the faint orange glow illuminating from the street lamps only furthered it.

“It’s so beautiful.” You speak, voice almost a whisper.

Humming again, Gavi’s lips form a soft smile, “very.” You were. He blinks, suddenly aware of the fact that you were looking at him again, a nervous look on your face.

“Okay, weirdo.” You play it off, beginning to walk again. Your parent’s house faintly coming into view.

Gavi felt frustrated. How many times did he have to flirt with you, for you to notice? To say something. Quickly catching up, Gavi slides his hand into yours, giving it a tight squeeze.

Your eyes flicker to him for a moment, and you squeeze back with a smile. “I miss going on walks like this as kids.” You reminisced, leaning into Gavi’s side.

“We could always come back more often, i’d make time somehow.” Gavi shrugs, lightly though as to not disturb the way you leaned against him ever so gently.

You grin, looking up at him from his shoulder, “really? I’d love that.”

“I’d do anything for you, mis estrellas.” My stars. A nickname Gavi had coined for you when you’d first told him about your love for astrology. He had claimed then that it was because every time he looked at them, he thought of you. He didn’t quite understand how you didn’t catch on to his feelings then.

Your heart flutters in your chest and you have to force yourself to look away from him. “It sucks that we have to leave tomorrow, I think—“

Gavi cuts you off, having enough of your topic changes. Your name slipping off his tongue in a way that had you furrowing your brows instantly. “Oh Dios, cabezona,” great, he’d pulled out the original nickname, which he only used on you when you were frustrating him. ( Oh God, Big head.)

“What’d I do now?!” You groan, “we were having a moment!”

Gavi lets go of your hand, pausing a few feet from your house. His hands rest on his hips as he stares at you silently. “All night.” He starts, “all night, i’ve been flirting trying to get you to use that big head of yours and see the obvious! You’re making me look like a fool. You’re so—“

“Oh, now wait a fucking minute.” You hold up your hand, eyebrows furrowing. “The fuck are you on about? You haven’t done any of the sort, I would’ve noticed.”

You were too caught up in confusion to fully understand what was really going on, but your heart knew. It was practically beating out of your chest.

“Why do you think I call you ‘cabezona’ all the time? You’re really proving my point here.” Gavi huffs, giving you an unimpressed look.

Scoffing, you look around the empty streets. “I may be dumb, but it’s not like you’re the most obvious person the planet, how should I know?!”

“Uh, I think anyone with a brain could see how obvious I was. Do you think it’s normal for a friend to drive across the city at 3 in the morning because you couldn’t sleep, knowing they had to go to practice in two hours? Do you think it’s normal for a friend to drop everything at any time, to help you with the most minuscule things? Is the way I look at you, the way I talk about you not obvious?” He sucks in a long, needed breath of air. His shoulders visibly slump at your perplexed look.

Blinking slowly, your words are forced as they come out, “Wha— how long?”

“Since we were like, fuck, I dunno. Fifteen? Probably longer?” He rubs a hand over his mouth, resting on his chin for a moment before it drops to his side.

The space between you, a mere three feet, suddenly felt too far apart. Your chest contracts, “well fuck! Why’d it take you so long?”

“What are you talking about? I’ve been trying to tell you! For like, months now!” He lets out a whine. “You’re just blind.”

“I am so not blind, if I knew you liked me back, like.. hello? If you would’ve just, oh I don’t know, just a suggestion.. Told me straight up? We could’ve avoided all this!” You purse your lips, giving him a ‘yeah, how about that’ look, that had him suppressing a laugh.

Wait.

Liked you back.

Wait.

“Roll that back for a second,” Gavi clears his throat, “what do you mean, ‘like you back’?”

It’s your turn to get frustrated, “well obviously the feeling is mutual? Why else would I be so frustrated with you right now!”

“Okay, so essentially you could’ve told me too. This isn’t all my fault.”

Oh, well he had a point.

“That’s irrelevant.” You shrug, “this is about you, not me.”

“It’s actually about both of us.” Gavi claps back, leaving the both of silent.

You liked each other. After all these years, it’d definitely formed into something more than just like, but you’d get to that later.

“Well, now what.” Your hands drop from your hips, your chest rising and falling in uneven breaths.

Gavi does the only thing he could think of in that moment, the thing he’d been wanting to do for the better part of five years.

He takes three steps toward you, his hand gently coming to your forehead, moving a few strands out of your face before it trails down to your cheeks, causing a shiver to run over your body. Your breath is caught in your throat at his delicate touch, his lips so close you could hear his soft, ragged breathing.

His eyes connected with yours the whole time, flickering to your lips every few seconds. You stand there silently, letting it all sink in. His mouth opens to speak, and you nod. He doesn’t have to say anything, you understood. And you wanted it more than anything.

His lips pull into a teasing smirk, “i’m gonna need to hear you say it, cabezona.”

“Don’t ruin the fucking moment, Gavira.” You groan, head tilting back slightly, as its movements were restricted with the way Gavi’s hand was holding your face.

“Just say it,” he insists, causing you to roll your eyes.

You think about ignoring him, make him squirm, but you know you wouldn’t be able to. “Just kiss me already.”

The second you finish speaking, his lips are against yours, consuming all the oxygen in your lungs. Your whole life you’d felt like a part of you was missing, and now you found the missing half. Him. His lips, against yours, completing you.

DTS , @halfwayhearted <3

[oldbutchdanielcraig]

iwtv fanfic friday <3

happy weekend reading!

all human decisions by LuckyDiceKirby (@luckydicekirby) m, 19k

Daniel’s bastard maker had the advantage over him: he could travel by daylight. By the time Daniel woke at dusk, sprawled on the couch and actually literally tucked in, there was no sign of him. Well, fuck Armand. Daniel might be a newly minted best-selling conspiracy theorist whose sanity was being publicly debated on every existing social media platform, but he was still a journalist. He could track down one monstrous extremely divorced serial killer, easy.

(armand is sooooooo annoying in this. he's everything to me.)

colour me your colour, baby by hederabug m, 2.6k

“Daniel.” Daniel hears the soft, but insistent voice first as a distant call, as if she’s submerged in water. She breathes air when Armand’s hand grabs at her shoulder. “Wake up, lover.” Armand is on all fours, hands and knees on the bed above where Daniel’s still lying down, so they’re face to face. Armand’s brown eyes are glinting with some manic light, her face cast in shadow, striking chiaroscuro, lit only by the dull amber glow of the bedside table.

(rest assured i will be doing a dm yuri theme week soon and rest assured this will be on it. but it was too good not to include here. i need like 17 more fics in this series)

With His Heart Still Intact (They Didn't Do It Right) by CaravanOfCrows (@asthedeathoflight) t, 6k

A series of collisions; in which free will exists but fate isn't going down without a fight. (surely Armand and Daniel only have extremely normal feelings about freedom and agency and destiny)

(WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE DM SOULMATE AU AGAIN. CAN WE TALK ABOUT IT PLEASE)

marketplace heart-eater by eggalbumin m, 6k

Daniel picks up a blade from the stack of discarded tools in the kidney tray. It has blood on it. “I’m a little scared to ask,” he says, with the aura of someone who isn’t very scared of asking at all, “but who’s blood is this?” Mine. Yours. My master’s, twice-diluted. Why does it matter anymore? It’s poison either way. “The doctor was just showing me how to do incisions. It’s fascinating work.”

(really fucking awesome armand character study. the first time i ever found marius compelling due to the fact that he's written from the lens of armand's tangled knot of being. like i think he should be killed with hammers as much as the next guy but he makes for such a fascinating narrative concept)

did you believe in the glass city by tei @bloodripelives nr, 5.9k

"Yes," Armand breathes. "Yes. Is anything they did to me worse than what I have done to you?" Daniel wants to say yes, but shit, he's not even sure what Armand had done to him. And whatever it was, he is sure that he would have let him do worse.

(daniel tracks down marius for the sake of armand's tangled knot of being. it goes as well as you would expect. so fucking beautiful and soooo fucking compelling. made me cry at least twice. read it now)

[haveihitanerve]

The Wrong Tesco Meal Deal:

Ok so one of yall made me cry and were terrific and you were anonymous so i cant tag you but i hope you see this you delightful little munchkin who told me you loved my commentary- Anyway i’m not doing the ones you suggest(yet) because I stumbled across this delight and I promise to get to yours because 🤭 you were so sweet and those are such a delight too but anyway to tide you over until then-

We start off with cackling, which is delightful as always- and omg aj and tom are like two fuckin… idk enemies to lovers typa deal- Tom looks at AJ first in an attempt to smile and laugh together and the second he looks away AJ glances over at him… idk why i noticed that but uh. Yea

The wrong meal deal. -whoever said that in the audience sounded genuinely hurt and like terrified and I hope whoever that was is okay now and healed from that trauma because she? sounded very upset

Sam settling in to maybe? stand up, but then sits down again

Tom taking initiative and standing

And waiting. 

Aj’s side glance up at him like “hm?” 

Luke immediately laughing. 

And waiting. 

Captions: [Tom just waiting for someone, ANYONE, to join him for the scene!]

AJ FUCKING LEANING OVER INTO SAM TO LOOK AT TOM BETTER AND NOT MOVING. He kills me, they all kill me. Omfg

And waiting

Sam wanting to get up, but also not ruin the bit, looking at Aj for help

Tom looking at Sam and AJ with positive loathing LMAOOO

Luke cackling and Tom shooting him a nasty look XD

Oh finally! Aj decides not to join the scene but at least help Tom out a lil lol

(once again starting with what is distinctly not the opening line and Tom interrupting him aggressively to correct it- making Aj flinch in surprise lol)

Sam also finally getting to join the way he’s wanted to for a while lol

(they left him alone up there for a full thirty seconds y'all. Thirty. Seconds.)

“Tuna and sweet corn?” With the amount of rage, and the small way in how Aj laughs, I’m assuming that this might just maybe be a jab at one of the other guys who has, in fact, eaten a tuna and sweet corn sandwich. 

“We’ve heard your complaints and we’re sorry!” Tom looking around like he’s unaware he’s in an infomercial 

“You'll have such flavor combinations such as:” and pauses and forces Aj to step in LMAOOO such a beautiful friendly dick move :) i love love love

“Uh, tshuner and pasta.” (im sorry its low hanging fruit)

“Thats right, tuna and pastar.” (sorry but how did they both pronounce the two separate words in the three word sentence so differently and incorrectly[i really cant be sayin this but shhhh])

“Inside a sandwich” sam has revealed to me that nothing is impossible- you can make a mild sentence sound sooooooo targeted and insulting its all about tone!

 “We have option like:” *smacks the side of Aj’s face for no reason* “uh fridges!” *seriously, he could have like tapped his leg or something, he didn't need to blindly swat his face* captions: [tag, you're it :D]

Luke exploding at AJ’s panicked “fridges” is the most relatable thing in the world, i flat spat out my water 

“We’re always watching- every little helps.” so thats terrifying and I will be using it- thank you

“Open the bottle!” *demanding, but sweet* “open the bottle!” *nice, polite, coaxing* “Open the bottle!” *encouraging* “Open the FUCKING bottle!” *unnecessary and mean and hilarious*

Tom: *stagecraft time* pshh. Sam: *boi wtf* thats a can! *still somehow polite and yet a middle finger if i've ever heard one*

Tom: *groan of despair*

“Yes. Its more tuna and sweet corn” seriously who brought tuna and sweet corn to lunch one day and is now never hearing the end of it??

Popcorn

 “Popcorn! Popco-popcorn! Popcorn? Popcorn.” Love how i could every thought behind each different popcorn. Thats a delight. Also the word doesn't look real anymore. 

Also during Aj’s like… mid life crisis over popcorn- luke just tilting his head like “yessss?” and Tom and Sam just cycling through the five stages of grief without bothering to answer

Oh and Tom mouthed “pop-” when it was first asked- i watched that singular second about seven times now. 

Tom is so confident sliding out first thing when they just betrayed him- but luckily sam has got his back oh yea

*offers popcorn to Tom, decides Tom isn't looking, eats it himself, jokes on him Tom was looking oh no*

Captions: [:P…. :-?] this is peak because its exactly right

Poor Tom 😭 he needs to do more of these scenes with AJ who is relatively the same height so that his head can actually rest on his shoulder, poor baby his poor neck lol

Aj discovering the mic and Luke watching in interest

“I can feel it! :)” “shush.” Second time he’s been shushed, poor baby :( 

“Dun du dun dun! The Exorcist!” explosions of laughter from all three- oh i adore when AJ pulls a move that makes everyone break- he is uniquely I think one of the main ones to actually get Tom to break on stage and also swipe out Sam and Luke in one go and I love it

Toms slow, growing smile that he fights as Aj builds the “music” because he knows its coming, Sam managing to contain his slightly better, growing amusement shining behind his eyes, and Luke frowning in confusion

Then the way Tom’s shoulders flinch forward and then are forced back as he tries not to laugh and restrain his ribs from popping XD, Sam’s loss of the battle against his smile that he attempts to contain with a tongue movement but doesn't work, and Luke just exploding without any remorse because he’s off stage so he can

“🎶oooOOoooh there was a priest!🎶” oh yea now Tom’s girl character gets to enjoy it- “oh yea!!” “Just gonna have a bit-” *steals popcorn that has been previously denied her, go queen*

“🎶and a devil girl🎶” I love Aj. Please never change. Sing-j!!!!

“🎶and the devil girl could turn her head all the way ‘round!🎶” i don't think aj has seen the movie… just a hunch… maybe

“Before its happened-” *genuine laugh break from Sam again, lovely*

🎶and at the end of the film he jumps out the window and🎶 aj just ignoring their criticism like a king and spoiling the whole movie- and i do believe this means he has seen the film, good good great

Tom already preparing the second he gets cut off to try and not laugh- licking his lips, biting his lip, pulling a face, adorable

(and sam just giving up and grinning away)

Oh this is too much fun- Luke hasssss to join :D 

“🎶your mother sucks cocks in helllll!🎶” Luke, as a first line intro into your part, i love. 

“🎶is a line of dia- *Luke breaks and has to bend away from the mic* -logue thats coming up later-🎶” (i must admit, I, personally, have never seen the film- so please, do let me know if this is a true fact or not. Thank you. )

Tom has discovered the cheat code- if his hand is on his chin, he can cover his smile- genius. 

Tom finally gets his head on Sam’s shoulder!!!! Yay!!!! (albeit still- his poor neck lol)

The way Aj and Luke are watching Sam and Tom’s little bit is everything to me, literally on top of each other just watching like proud parents, adore

“Something wrong with your tongue?” “well yeah but thats separate-” both laughing, joy

Aj- i honestly don't even know anymore- playing the preacher???

“This feels inappropriately sexy.” Yes. yes it does tom. Also the person in the audience who groaned in agreement is my spirit animal

Tom and Sam’s conjoined confusion and concern at Luke mumbling sobbing/moaning???

And aj literally watching him like he’s the love of his life- not a single thought behind those eyes just 0_0

AND SCENEEEE!!!!

Jesus fuck it’s been a second since I’ve done these and I apologize :). Hope you enjoy this one as much as I did, and I hope to see you guys again (sooner, maybe, hopefully, probably not, maybe, I hope, I love you, sorry) and thank you for reading as always

BYEBYE!!!!!

@Dawn-speckled @Snek-of-eden @bewilderednobody @scattered-stardust 

Yall its been a minute so idk… but just in case :) 

[katerinaaqu]

Some Briseis Notes/Thoughts

Okay I know I will get cancelled for this but here goes! Passage in 1st rhapsody of Iliad!

So he spoke and Patroclus obeyed his dear companion and he led out of the hut the beautiful Briseis and he gave her to them to take them. And then she went at once with them to the Achaean ships, much unwilling.

(Translation by me)

Sooooooo to open a dangerous conversation here. However there is a clear message that Briseis, the war prize and enslaved noblewoman followed the embassy to Agamemnon "unwilling" (ἀέκουσα). She doesn't want to go! Someone might think..."wtf?" right? I mean her whole issue is that she is enslaved. Her position would be very much similar no matter what the person that would take her would be. Daresay that Briseis would have no reason to wish to stay with Achilles given how she herself says in rhapsody number 19

Swift Achilles killed my husband when he sacked the city of godly Mynes

(Translation by me)

So we know Achilles killed her husband and he sacked the city she was in. So why on earth would she be unwilling to get away from him? Could it be maybe that she was afraid of the unknown? Was she afraid of a potential worse fate?

Ironically though how much do we actually know on Briseis really? Not much is the answer. And sometimes I think we see the act of Achilles killing her husband as the ultimate evil act because we assume her marriage was out of love but in reality Briseis mentions that her husband was chosen for her by her parents (ἄνδρα μὲν ᾧ ἔδοσάν με πατὴρ καὶ πότνια μήτηρ). How much of her marriage with him was happy or not we do not know. Of course I ain't saying that I would romantisize the fact that Achilles murdered him by saying "he saved her" or anything. I am just saying it is interesting thought to make.

One can say that Briseis was unwilling to leave because she developed some feelings for Achilles (maybe someone can call it Stockholm Syndrome even) or because her life was never happy to begin with so she just doesn't wish to go from one bad situation to another . There is also of course the fact that she speaks warmly about Patroclus. Could it be that Patroclus was the only one considerate of her feelings? Did she perhaps develop feelings for him (platonic or other) and she genuinely mourns for him at his death? I am also equally intrigued how she speaks about Patroclus promising to her to join her with Achilles.

Was she waiting for this marriage only so that she can escape her fate as a slave and elevate her status? Was she expecting it so that she could be close to Patroclus (and if so why not being eager to be married to him?)? Was she waiting for it because for whatever reason she was waiting to be joined in matrimony with Achilles?

Dunno guys is just that the fact that she was being led unwillingly is interesting. Of course it could be the writing of the time to imply that "she was rightfully Achilles's concubine" and therefore language implying that by saying that Briseis was "unwilling" to leave him (that sort of language trick is always on the table) but somehow I doubt it is so easy given how the dialog later speaks about the plans or rather the promise of Patroclus to make her Achilles's wife and I am intrigued by it. Just saying. That is paired up that apparently Briseis was not mistreated in her captivity given how it seems that Agamemnon takes a sacred oath that he never touched her and it seems that at least Patroclus was treating her well while under Achilles's protection

On another note, why do I feel like this fits weirdly with my other random headcanon about the relationship between Achilles and Patroclus and in a way Patroclus also thinking of providing a good and beautiful wife to Achilles? Sorry that was random addition I know...!

Anyways what do you guys think? Why was Briseis unwilling to follow the embassy to Agamemnon and why does she seem to indeed speak on her potential marriage with Achilles or why does she seem to be genuinely devastated by the death of Patroclus?

[phantomphangphucker]

Phic Phight - Little Miss Hoity-Toity And Her Drag’ Of A Time

For: @armed-with-knitting-needles and Library_Of_Cronos

Paulina has always known she was special, because of course she’s special, she’s Paulina Sanchez. Though, this is, like, totally not the kind of special she’s supposed to be, you know? As in, it’s veering into freak category and Paulina does not do freak. Anyway, she’s gonna make that freak Danny kid explain freak stuff to her, since he obviously knows about that stuff.

If there was one thing Paulina wasn’t used to, it was having issues, having a problem. After all she was perfect, gorgeous looks, dainty pretty voice, luscious hair, flawless style, stunning teal eyes and a perfect jawline. Even her teeth and skin shone with beauty. The biggest issue she ever had, was ever supposed to have, was slightly dry lips when her favourite lip glaze ran out or the store not having something in her size.

She even had that last issue recently, until it fixed itself of course, as it should have. Hmpf.

But now she has a different issue, an issue issue. All thanks to this stupid weird town. Stupid weird glowy dragon thing messing things up on her. Messing her up.

She’s still not really sure what happened with all that weirdness. All she knows is she agreed to go to the dance with that weirdo loser to piss off the geek goth freak, then there’s a dragon, like, an actual fantasy dragon in the bathroom. Well first there was that shirt they sold out on and she got, like, super mad; then she got her shirt anyway. She’s still a little confused about that but guess she’s just so wonderfully lucky.

And after the blue dragon she woke up in the football field of all places? Why would she be there when she’s not cheering? And then Dash tried weakly hitting on her. Ugh, boys were so sad and desperate. Fun and annoying.

Leaning in towards her mirror slightly as she taps on her lip glaze, she got the new cherry honey drip shade today! Capping the bottle, wiggling her mouth, and sticking out her tongue. If she, like, pushed? or wiggled maybe? her tongues insides or something? it would suddenly be forked! and glowy green! It was gross and freaky and she didn’t like it.

That wasn’t even all of it! Things tasted… stronger? with it? And her teeth could be all pointy and sharp! Like a cats! Cats were adorable, and she absolutely made fangs actually look cute unlike the goth freak, but it was super freaky. And Paulina didn’t do freaky.

Pulling her tongue back in and moving to put in her earrings, tracking the shape of her ear to make extra extra sure it wasn’t pointed. The super strong hearing was neat, great for gossip! But pointy ears were so not in style, at least if they did suddenly point on her, her hair would hide them. Just in case she’ll add a bit of volumizer to her hair. The shimmering glowy blue nails, sharp like claws, she could give herself were really pretty though, even if she did almost cut her hair with them one time. That had been so terrifying. Her hands became actual claws if she pushed too hard though and that wasn’t pretty. At least she knew what to do to keep her eyes from glowing green and slitting! Do not get angry. She’s really positive so that’s super easy! But she also can’t get annoyed, which was waaaaaaay harder. So many things were, like, really annoying. A boy not knowing his place by not fawning over her. Teachers giving dumb class work when a concert was going on that she totally had a cute outfit picked out for already. Dash and his weird obsession thingy with beating up the freaky Fenton boy. Lillian stealing all her good hair ties last week. Sooooooo many things to be annoyed by, it was a struggle, truly.

But the green eye thing gives her some kinda hint on what to do, or more so who to make fix it for her.

The weird spooky kid who got messed up by his parents freaky science-y stuff. Danny. His eyes got all glowy green too whenever he got annoyed or mad or excited or, like, emotional at all really. It annoyed her a little that it did really suit his skin, if he wasn’t such a freaky loser she’d even call it cute. And fine, it was part of why she said yes to him for that dance. Ugh.

Point is, he had weird freaky powers and now so did she. But she doesn’t know why. Her parents aren’t weird crazy scientist inventor people, with a weird crazy portal thingy in their basement for her to trip into; that boy was such a klutz. All that she knows is that she met a dragon creature, passed out because dragon obvi, and now she seems slightly… dragon? It’s like the dragon infected her or something! Was It, like, a were-dragon or something? Sooooo weird.

Patting her cheeks to increase her natural blush a little, “whelp, I’m going to make it that freaks problem”, and getting up, flipping one side of her hair over her shoulder. Whether he wanted to help her or not didn’t matter, of course he would want to, obviously. She was Paulina, after all.

It’s hardly hard to find the boy, totally expected, he’s by his locker with the creepy geek and freaky goth. Those two weirdos are arguing with each other again as if he’s not even there. She, frankly, has no clue why he even hangs out with them. If they were popular, or rich, or hot, she’d get it but no, they are not. She’d rather have no friends than be friends with those two. Ew. Extra ew with creepy geeky one. At least with the goth she can respect her slightly for wearing designer clothing, even if the designs were super icky, and for being a strong willed girl. But her personality was so ugly, and the vegan dirt eating thing? Ew ew ew.

Anyways, she saunters right up to the three, one had on a hip and the other grabbing Danny’s ear. Smiling sweetly, “I’m borrowing you for a minute, ‘kay?”, and drags him off by the ear before anyone can even consider denying her. Since she knows the goth totally would, ugh. That freaky witch was so weirdly possessive. It was not flattering, and couldn’t be good for her skin; not that her skin was good to begin with, with how gross and sickly pale she was. She never seems to have pimples though, so that was something she guesses.

Oh whatever. Not Paulina’s issue.

She pulls the boy into the girl’s washroom, making him a flushing embarrassed mess immediately. Gosh that was such an easy way to throw a stupid boy off their game, almost sad really. Then again, the girl’s washroom was obviously cleaner and smelled nice.

“Er, uh, ah, Paul- Paulina, uh, what… what are you, um, doing?”.

Oh she really hopes he doesn’t drop his pants again. Sure his boxers were actually clean unlike most guys but still, she so doesn’t need to see that any more than she already has.

Running a hand through her hair and batting her eyelashes a little, trying to make him just that little bit weak in the knees (she had absolutely heard him say that happens to him around pretty girls. Aka not Sam).

Crossing her arms, “okay look, you’re, like, totally a freak and all-”. He looks slightly annoyed but still totally nervous so wahtevs. “-but, like, that’s kinda what I wanted you for? So, you know, it’s cool right now”, and purses her lips cutely at him.

He blinks, flushing a little and rubbing his neck, “it’s… cool?”.

She hums and nods a little, faintly smirking, “uh huh. Dios mio, definitely”. It’s not. Definitely not. Pouting at him a little, in that way she does when she’s coaxing Dash or Kwan into doing something for her by pretending to just be a little damsel, “especially ‘cause we, like, totally have that in common, and I’d, totally, like pointers or whatevs. So got any tips for a girl?”.

He scrunches up his eyebrows at her like he doesn’t get it, surely he can’t be that dense right? That’d be so sad. Then he… surprises her? It’s, like, she doesn’t know, like his whole posture changes? Like he’s ‘at attention’, like what her father does sometimes when someone’s making him angry or telling him something suuuuuupeeer important. Weird. So weird. His back’s straight and she can just tell his hands are only relaxed because he, like, is forcing them to be? Weird…. and kinda cute? Nope! Not thinking about that! His face is firm and jaw set, voice is… gentle but stern? He’s weirding her out a little actually. Only older hot boys acted like that??? “What do you mean exactly?”.

She twirls a bit of her hair with her finger, feeling… kind of… awkward and weird now? He was acting older than her and she doesn’t know what to do with that okay?! She never knew quite how to act around her army cousin either! Biting her lip, “um, well”, oh whatever! She uses her fingers to push her upper lip up, making her teeth sharper, she wasn’t about to stick her tongue out at him, what was she five??? And then holds her hands up, finger nails towards him, and pushes? them to make them, like, claws again. Took her soooooo looooonnngg to figure out how to really do that. Super annoying. Like, really. This should not be her problem.

He blinks and loses a bit of that weird tough boy edge, which she’s honestly thankful for. What is she supposed to do with that kind of behaviour from a boy who’s supposed to be at least a few months younger than her??? Dios mio. He steps forwards and moves his hands towards hers, looking at her face, “do you care if I, freaky Fenton, touch them?”.

If she did she wouldn’t be showing him! Hmpf! “Obviously not”, sticking her nose up in the air, “that’s why we’re in here”.

He shrugs like he doesn’t really care before just grabbing her finger claw things. It… feels very weird because they have scales! Like a lizard! Ew. And the claw parts have no give like nails do. So weird. She could really do without all of this. Ugh. She’ll actually consider being, like, actually nice to him if he can fix this. She huffs at him but doesn’t stop him from looking her claw things over like he’s a doctor or something.

Right don’t those whacko parents of his technically have, like, doctor degree things? Weird. And his sister was scary smart, and not, like, geek nerdy loser smart, but, like, rocket scientist veterinarian smart. Future rich I-built-my-own-fortune smart. She totally respected that. And her hair was a really pretty shade of orange, she totally got Dash’s little crush on the girl.

He’s still eyeing her claws, “how long have you been able to do this?”.

She puffs her cheeks out cutely a little, “I don’t know, like, sometime after that dance with the totally weird dragon in the bathroom?”.

He cringes his entire face, it is supremely unattractive, he should never do that again. Her scowling daintily at him, “do you want wrinkles, don’t do that to your poor face. Ew”.

He blushes furiously again, good. Turning his head to the side and coughing awkwardly, “uh, wrinkles aren’t really a problem for me”, glancing around a little before giving her a small nervous borderline adorable puppy look, “you know, weird spooky powers and all”.

Wait! So this weird dragon thing might cure her from ever having wrinkles!!! Putting her hands- claws to her face, careful not to cut herself, “oh mi god, are you saying I’ll never have wrinkles”, putting a hand to her forehead and dramatically feigning fainting, “I’ve changed my mind, this is very cute”. Scales over wrinkles one hundred percent! Especially because she could make the scales go away!

He actually chuckles a little, clearly amused by her, not that she’s going to complain about that… in private at least. Or, well, mostly private anyways. “I’m not making promises, but eh?”, he shrugs, “you probably? Won’t? Have wrinkles? But-”, he scrunches up his eyebrows again, “-is the claws and teeth all? Nothing, you know, more extreme and stuff, uh, no, er, reason or anything though, but like yeah…”.

Oh man this boy so could not hide nerves. She can’t help but giggle at him meanly with one hand over her mouth, eyes crinkling lightly, before shaking her head and dropping her hands, “no. My eyes are doing that, you know, green thingy yours do all the time, especially when you’re around Dash”, smirking faintly, “but with, like, slitting like cats do? And my tongue can fork”, moving her fingers up to one ear, “and my ears can get all pointy, hearings, like, super good now though”.

“And that’s it?”.

Oh she hopes it is! Puffing out her cheeks at him again, hand claws going to her hips and leaning at him slightly, “it better be!”. Gee how freaky was Fenton??? Not that she blames him for keeping what he could to himself, totally gets that.

He tilts his head at her, hums, and then has the guts to actually ask, “can I touch your chest quickly?”. Her making a point to raise an extremely judgy eyebrow, what kind of boy asks that! He goes very red, good!, and stumbles over his words, “I- what shit, fuck, uh. Crap”, turning away and gesturing exaggeratedly at the wall, “not in a weird creepy Tuck way-”. Oh good, he knows that boy is super gross, at least he’s not that dumb. “-I mean in a more, If I can touch your chest I can, like, feel- oh shit that sounds way worse”, he bends over and wheezes, “I swear it is not creepy”, straightening up really quickly, “I sorta have a whole ass ‘nother organ normal people don’t and it’s in my chest and I can tell by touch if you have that too and if you do then you’re way weirder than just what you described so can I check?”.

She blinks at him, that was, like, so many words to take in, wow. Blinking again and crossing her arms, “fine. But you better watch those hands and you tell no one”.

He holds both his hands up, “yup okay obviously not gonna tell a soul”, swallowing, “not like that would make me look good either you know”. She rolls her eyes and doesn’t move when he moves his hand to put a few fingers on her chest, just a bit under the collar bone at least. It’s weird. It’s awkward. If anyone comes in here her reputation is going to need so much damage control. Ugh… Unless it was Star, Star would never hurt her like that. Star was great.

…

It’s really uncomfortable him just standing there, fingers on her chest, and staring at his own fingers. Quirking an eyebrow at the freaky boy, “well?”.

He jumps, like he’d completely forgotten she was even here, how rude and unbelievable. No one should be forgetting Paulina! Especially when they were touching her! Hmpf! This boy! “Oh, um, right. Just give me a second, I’ve only been this way for like a year at best okay? I’m not some expert who can tell in a few seconds”. She rolls her eyes at him a little.

Her pouting a little, “alright fine, I get it”, giving a cutesy sigh, “just hurry up”.

“Yeah yeah yeah, let me concentrate”.

So bossy! Ugh. Though she guesses he’s less sad and weird like this. Well… more weird but a better kind of weird. Whatever. He smiles and nods to himself after a couple more seconds or something, taking his fingers off of her quickly, “well you’re not just like me, so that’s, I dunno, probably a good thing?”, shrugging, “eh”, looking up at the ceiling and tapping his chin, “what I think happened is you got basically infected? I guess? by that ghost dragon from the dance, with ghost dragon ecto”.

“That was a ghost dragon!”. Was that worse or better??? Blinking and tilting her head slightly, “so ghosts are, like, totally real? Your whacko parents aren’t crazy?”.

Danny snorts, chuckling, “yeah. Hence me calling my spooky powers, ‘spooky’”, waving a hand around, “mine are more, uh, general? than the dragon thing you seem to have going on”.

Meaning she’s special, good. She should be special. She doesn’t like how ‘infected’ sounds though… “I’m not going to, like, die right?”.

“Naw. It’s been a while, if you were going to keel over you would have by now, and you don’t have a core so not kinda dead either”.

Okay she feels like she’s losing him a little here, maybe he actually was smart? And not in the loser kinda way? Weird. Pouting a little, “is it just going to go away then? Or?”.

He scratches his head, totally looking confused, “honestly? Uh, no clue? But if it hasn’t gotten worse or better by now then no? Um, probably not?”, giving her a silly dumb little thumbs up that is oh so very awkward, “so congrats on dragon stuff? I don’t know I just vibe with my weird shit”, dropping his hands, frowning a little, and shaking his head, “honestly? with all the ghost shit that’s happened in the past few months, if it can rub off or whatever like this then you’re probably going to be the first of many who are slightly spooky”.

Oh great, so this was gonna be, like, an everybody problem. Meaning she’s simply ahead of the curb, the first one on trend as always. Still though, this isn’t really a trend she wants to be, like, legit proudly rocking, “well keep this to yourself, I do not want me being sorta dragon, or whatever to be school gossip until I decide it’s cool”; because once Paulina Sanchez decides something’s cool, it’s cool.

“So long as you don’t go telling people I have extra organs, people give me enough shit as it is”.

… Wow did he always swear this much? Oh whatevs she probably would too if she was stuck with his freaky family and loser friends. Sighing at him, “fine. Now how do I get this stuff to stop just, like, doing its own thing?”.

And he actually laughs at her in the mean way, like the kinda laugh she’d expect to hear from Val or Brittany, “ha! If you figure that one out tell me”, tilting his head at her, “why do you think I keep loosing my freaking pants? Or getting stuck in walls? Or dropping crap? This shits a fucking pain in the ass”.

She blinks, “you know, swearing is so not cute”. Sure as a boy he could get away with it more but still. But she’s so glad this is just giving her claws and teeth and stuff, and not, like, making her pants fall off. She could never return to school again.

He flushes, like he just remembered who he was talking to. “Er, sorry?”, shaking his head, “anyway, if you wanna be sure sure, you’d have to, well, let my parents check you out. Honestly? Don’t recommend”, he glares, not at her but, like, the air? Wow he is so easy to distract, easier than most boys. “Telling them was definitely the worst choice I coulda made. Zero outta ten, one hundred percent regrets”.

So… so she is not getting a ‘check up’ from Danny’s whacko freakazoid parents. She’s heard more than a few rumours of them being actually dangerous and harming their kid, super messed up; that’s one of the reasons she doesn’t really bother him about his crazy parents. Bugging people because their parents are mean to them is never cool.

“Oh and don’t let the ghosts find out”, him grinning a bit manically, one of his fangs even sparkling or whatever, “other wise they’ll hunt you for sport”.

Okay normally Paulina isn’t one to care about the lower class or the losers and geeks and nerds and weirdos and whatnot, but like, this sounds pretty not great and might hurt her or something? “Wow your life sucks”, shaking her head and poking him one on the forehead, she didn’t come here for him to, like, trauma dump, “I’m def not telling your crazy ‘rents. Nevar gonna happen. And why would I tell some freaky ghost? Ew”.

“Uh, good? Plus I could, legit, just steal their stuff and scan you myself”, then adding in a rush, “or give it to you to use on yourself after I explain how the dumb things work, heh”, him swallowing, “as for control? Just practice with however it works for you? The eyes are lost cause, so… breathing exercises?”, and tilts his head innocently, “and don’t be too surprised if you have new tastes or instincts and stuff? Considering dragon you’ll probably just like meat more maybe, I don’t know”. Well that seems okay? She so totally wasn’t going to be weird about it like that creepy geek kid was, ew.

Ugh, he really isn’t that much help, but it’s something she guesses. As per usual she’s the most reliable one. “I’ll allow you to use whatever thing on me, I’m above that sort of thing. I guess you weren’t nearly that useful to me, Naco”. He couldn’t fix it, didn’t have any, like, tips on it, and now she has to worry about his whack job parents or ghosts finding out. But at least she might never get wrinkles! And she wasn’t, like, dying or something.

He rubs his neck, “ah sorry?”, then jumps a little, almost startling her, his face lighting up a bit, somehow getting paler all over, “oh! Yeah that dragon that, I guess, dragoned you? She’s a ghost princess so”.

Oh but of course, if Paulina was going to get strange dragon powers they would be from royalty. It was only proper. Smirking and sticking her nose up in the air, “I would expect nothing less”. If anyone in this dumb town was going to get something from royalty, it should be and deserved to be her and only her.

He finger snaps and finger guns at her, earning him a disgusted scowl. Like, really? He was such a freaky dork. Him wincing, “right, totally not friends, cool”.

She scowls a little more, not enough to risk wrinkles but still, “absolutely not”. Even if they had this… ‘thing’ in common, that meant absolutely nothing in her opinion, and her opinion was the one that mattered. Huffing and using one hand to wave him off, at least she had her hand back to her perfect normal manicured nails, “you can go now. If I want to talk about this, I will, don’t even think about coming up to me about it”.

He… actually rolls his eyes at her, hmpf how dare he! “Yeah, sure, Paulina”, sighing and moving to walk to the door, looking back at her, “just, actually let me know if you do have, you know, issues? There’s literally no one else who could possibly help you, if you do. My parents are nutz, but they’re also geniuses. And I have no issue lying to, stealing from, or sneaking around them”, then the door opens and he’s gone; her catching a glimpse of him running a hand through his hair and laughing in, like, a cocky amused way?

That exit was… like totally cool actually? Danny Fenton was the last person she expected any amount of aura farming from what the??? Shaking her head and moving to the counter, to check her make up obviously. Sure she also puts that sort of… pressure to her eyes to make them slit and glow green, tilting her head, it’s weird but… yup it totally does suit her; especially if she’s matching with an actual princess. Sharp defined angular face and sharp defined eyes, it’s a look. Not one she’ll be rocking around anyone though, like, ew no nevar. Blinking her eyes back to normal and turning to head out herself, it’s been long enough that no one’s going to think she was doing anything with the freak Fenton boy. Even if her opinion of him went up slightly, that would only mean anything if she actually bothered to mention it to anyone. Which she won’t, like, duh. If that silly naco wants to ‘climb the social ladder’ then he at least needs to dump those ‘friends’ of his. Like, absolute necessity. Especially the creepy techno geek.

Up date the clothing next, obviously. Maybe if he leaned into that tough side of him she caught a glimpse of? With the fangs and piercing blue eyes and pale skin that could totally work for him. Perhaps, if she does figure out a handy tip or two she might deign to tell him. That way if he ever does climb out of the social hole he’s in, she’ll already have something on him.

End.

Prompts: Post "Parental Bonding," Paulina retains a small fraction of her dragon powers. Everyone knows Danny has ghost powers. No one (or only the people who know in the show) knows he's Phantom

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OK finally vaguely clearing up my frantically typed notes during the intervals to the 2 performances of Hadestown Australia I saw like a month ago BUT. Here:

Saw the 15/4 and 16/4 shows. Both were excellent obviously, however there was a problem with Orpheus' guitar in Epic II - the pianist played the notes instead. Probably wouldn't have noticed if I hadn't memorised the Broadway Cast Recording. The show on the 15th was so good that as soon as they finished their bows, Orpheus turned to Eurydice and mimed doing a slam dunk.

Staging was different on account of (presumably) the limited run (that we always fall victim to :( ) and theatre limitations - I don't think they could modify the stage floor to fit the rising platform, so instead there was a freight carriage under Hades balcony that opened and closed menacingly. When Orpheus turned, Eurydice was still inside and it slammed shut on her.

Christine Anu as Hermes felt like a loving family member. She was so dynamic and her broad accent was wonderful. I felt like in her performance there was this undercurrent of dread and resignation the whole time that she was trying to disguise which I really liked. She was exuberant, but it came across to me as though it was to disguise what she knew was coming. (In Living it Up she said some new cute thing after they drank the liquor, first performance was "Holy Zeus, that's really spicy-" and second performance was "Holy Moley.... *coughing noises*")

The pipes on Hades and Persephone were INSANE. I literally can't even describe how good they were. Sobbing when Hades started to sing tearfully to her, and the tearful gasp that ran through the audience when he grew the carnation. His Kiss the Riot, when at the end he stopped for a really long time, staring at the carnation, before he reluctantly finished "... doubt comes is."

(And a REALLY interesting acting choice in Wait For Me Reprise. I know Patrick Page's Hades does not intentionally shake hands with Reeve Carney's Orpheus, and Orpheus mistakenly thinks Hades is reaching out a hand to shake when he is just reaching for Persephone. Adrian Tamburini's Hades was the one who took Orpheus' hand when they reached for Eurydice. My brain is still chewing on it)

Persephone (Elenoa Rokobaro) was NUTS. Her voice was incredibly strong, and her dancing fucking legendary. Her drunk dancing in Way Down Hadestown was done while she was BENT BACKWARDS AT ALMOST A 90 DEGREE ANGLE, it was absolutely INSANE.

Orpheus (ok most of my notes are on Noah Mullins' performance as Orpheus because they were SO GOOD. JUST SOOOOOOO GOOD.) (Noah Mullins is nonbinary so I'll use they/them when referring to Orpheus throughout) was absolutely amazing. They really sang like a bird, impossibly beautiful. Couldn't stop myself crying a bit when they sang the "That's what I'm working on/A song to fix what's wrong..." (I have no idea why this bit gets to me so much, probably because I know this is a Greek tragedy)

They also clearly decided that Orpheus was autistic and ran with it the whole show, embedding stimming and the like in their performance which was so nice. When they sang "You name is like a melody..." they swung back on their heels, eyes closed, almost falling, huge grin like they could feel her name with their whole body, it kind of made me insane. Orpheus was so giggly and smiley the whole time (they were very expressive the whole way through. In Act 2 they cried a fair amount- when Hades demanded that Orpheus sing, their face just crumpled into tears until Eurydice and Hermes reassured them). So it made it extra devastating when they just start shrivelling into themselves in act 2.

In Road to Hell when Persephone was introduced, she came over and caressed Orpheus' face and they were just beaming like a small child the whole time. Whenever people danced or sang they looked so overjoyed. (Also: in Papers they reach out to Persephone in desperation and she tries to catch their hands to drag them out of the fray, before the workers drag Orpheus out of her reach. That REALLY got me.)

Abigail Adriano's entrance as Eurydice was really funny. She walked down the stairs, made eye contact with Iosefa Laga'aia (Hermes Understudy), looked disgusted, and pulled the bird out of her bag. Her face when Hades stared at her in Way Down was hysterical (turning to look at audience with such a deer in the headlights 'what the fuck is going on' kinda look). The emotion she put in... she cried a bit during Flowers and I cried too. Her smile in the happy parts was luminous.

When Orpheus and Eurydice were in their honeymoon period, they were sooooo touchy. I think it's in the short professional video recorded on youtube, but they lie down the stage together to watch Way Down like they were honeymooning on a beach. There was also a bit where Eurydice pushes Orpheus down into a seat so she can sit on theirlap, which was very cute. Really enjoyed Orpheus' awkward hop in front of Eurydice when Hades stared her down in Way Down (it got a lot of laughs).

Also idk if it was intentional but it's certainly how I interpreted it: this Orpheus realised that they were going to fail as soon as the condition was given. The dread and grief on their face ... they knew THEY KNEW. Hermes asked "Do you trust yourselves?", and they hesitated before answering a moment behind Eurydice. In Wait For Me Reprise they were in tears for most of it, until they steeled themselves (still looking full of dread). They stayed hunched over and sobbing for most of Road to Hell Reprise, and when they exited it was with a hand over their face, still sobbing. Thanks for that Noah I was already distraught.

(Something something original NYTW version "it's a love song about someone who tried")