#A cheesy T U N E but a TUNE.

[smolbeandrabbles]

Glow - Danny Rayburn x Reader (Bloodline)

☃❄!Holiday Fic 2!☃❄

I STG every time I see GIFs of him I’m like “Let me write for you some more...”

Author’s Note: Hello! Welcome to the second Holiday fic! So, spoilers, Danny is getting two... Because I realise that whenever I write him I always automatically go back to the familiarity of my 10 part series. Rather than, y’know, giving him another reader.

So whilst my friend and I called me out on it, we came up with this plot! Glow ~ Brett Eldredge  I’m officially pulling out all the original songs rather than Holiday classics... I’m sorry! 🤣🤣 Disclaimer: Lyrics not mine / Bloodline characters not mine / So - This is basically made up of throwing random questions at Midwesterner’s and some stuff I did when I spent Christmas with family in Chicago...! Premise: On a trip back to your parents, and the Christmas alcohol run, you figure Danny needs to learn about Midwest weather the hard way... Words: 2524 Warnings: Swearing / Drinking

This fire is nice But so are your eyes They twinkle when you smile Ain't felt this warm in a while That northern star Shines straight from your heart Pour on the bourbon it's gettin' late Let's melt all the frost on the window pane Let's never let this moment slip away Just stay, just stay You look good in the light of my Christmas tree You and the mistletoe and me You are my sunshine over a field of snow And I love to watch you glow Come on, just glow Come on and glow, just glow

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The initial idea wasn’t really to have it pan out like this. You and Danny were going to have a fairly quiet Christmas - at least, that’s what you’d talked about. Maybe see Nolan, maybe go out to his restaurant... but you knew you weren’t going to see his family. Only, a few weeks before Christmas that plan went up in smoke, because when your parents invited you back home, and you said you wanted to stay with your boyfriend, they had simply said bring him too!

Your first thought was you might still get away with not going (not that you didn’t want to see your family of course. But you knew Danny needed you as much here), was that Danny wouldn’t warm to the idea at all and would rather stay home. Not the case. “Oh? Really!” “Yeah that’s what they said...” “That’d be nice-! I mean; you’re from all the way Midwest - I’ve obviously done a little moving from the Keys to here... but... I’ve never been out of State..! This will be nice!” You raised an eyebrow at him; “...You do realise that it’s gonna be freezing. Right? Snow, ice... you name it. You sure you can handle it?! Being a Florida native!!?” “I can handle it.” Danny gave a not of assurance “You ever seen snow and ice!?” He laughed; “Yeah-! You know we get freak weather down here.” “Storms and hurricanes are not blizzards and below freezing.” But Danny insisted; “I got this!” “Geeez... you better have a winter coat, and a good scarf and gloves!! And I still think you should be prepared to eat your words!!”

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 And so he did. Although Danny was prepared to put on a brave face about it when it was cold but dry, not a speck of white in sight, and refused to complain even though it was obvious he wasn’t exactly enjoying it. “Missing your Florida heat-!?” You couldn’t help but tease him “Nah-! It’s just Winter Sun!!” You let that one go. Fairly certainly that Midwesterners would call a trip to Florida ‘Winter Sun’… wait, was that the joke?

 He got on with your parents and siblings just fine, which is exactly what you wanted, thinking on his family - but Danny never made himself hard to get on with. Just hard to get to know... There was a lot deep within that he carried everywhere he went; and Danny liked to hide this with a (mostly) positive outlook. Although, that fared better in his usual sunshine. Of course, once he’d volunteered his services for cooking, the more culinary skilled in your family jumped on that; and you knew Danny was going to spend the majority of Christmas Day showing off. Ah, I’m just a chef – He tried to play it down, with a beaming smile, but you obviously weren’t falling for it. Yes, try head of one of the best restaurants in Miami. And that wasn’t just your opinion.

 But then it snowed. And whilst he could look at it with a kind of childish wonder falling outside your window, and the way the sun sparkled upon it - when your mom asked you to walk down the road and stock up on alcohol, that was when reality set in. Because half way down the road - as if he wasn’t already complaining - the snow started falling again. It was light and not too bad for you; you were comfortable in a light jacket, you did have a scarf; but it was cotton instead of wool and looked like something you might be able to accessorise with in summer. Danny wasn’t. “How are you anywhere NEAR warm!” “I told you it was going to be freezing!” He jabbed a finger at you, pulling his hat down further over his ears, “You clearly don’t count this as freezing!” You wound your arms around his and put up your umbrella to catch the snow, and stop it falling on your already moody and cold Florida Boy. “I just think you run a little hotter down there.” That at least picked up his smirk and he nudged you; “Damn right.” You nudged him back; “Manners! Or I’ll shove you in it! Then you’ll know what cold really is…” “If you f**king dare-!” Danny had you laughing again; at how red his cheeks were, and his nose. “You look cold.” “Thanks! I am!!!” He buried his face in his scarf and huddled his body, in order to make best of his own warmth, putting his hands into his pockets. “Poor baby...” “It’s not funny! I’m suffering!” “Just seems like someone didn’t listen!” “I listened! I’m prepared! We don’t have to walk this!”

True enough, you could have had a warm cozy 5 minute car ride... “Well, now you can tell all your friends you’ve had the authentic Midwestern winter experience, including being outside on a walk in snow... you may exaggerate in depth... and didn’t die!” He grumbled again, “I could well die by the time we’ve finished!” You tsk’d him “Don’t be such a drama queen!” “And you’re expecting me to carry liquor back-!” “Would be helpful - will also warm you up...” you turned back to him with a grin “and we can’t very well drink and drive...”

You kept walking, but he slowed down, dragging his feet and trudging on purpose to really hit home with you how “difficult” this was for him. “...That’s not getting you there any faster!” “Well, where the f**k is this place!!?” You pointed ahead of you, “Just on that corner! Hey! You could run! That would warm you up!” Instead of saying a variant, and probably much less polite version, of screw you Danny opted to shove you instead. To his own peril, because it was a little too hard, and you ended up on the ground, in the snow.

He was laughing hard right away, which you supposed stopped him from grumbling but it also distorted his apology somewhat; “Sh-shit! I’m sorry!!!” You took about 5 full seconds to look up at him and react - “—oh! You are so dead!!!” “No! No! No!” He shrunk back - but too late as you grasped at the snow around you and threw it - “Stop!!” No way in hell you were about to stop though; as you scrambled to your feet and shook the snow from your clothing “Danny!!!” It was a whine. “Well I told you-!” You threw another lump of snow at him, he didn’t tell you anything, if he’d quit being such a drama queen you’d be there and back by now - “Stop! Dammit!!” “Oh no-! You full on deserve it-!”

And so, even though he was bitterly cold. The two of you wound up in a snow ball fight. The actual purpose of this walk soon forgotten. You were lucky no one else was around with the amount of yelling and laughing that was going on. Volume button clearly on max. Eventually your cold - and getting colder - boyfriend bent forward with his hands on his knees, exhausted. He took deep breaths after nearly every word, “That’s enough... I’m done... oh god...” You folded your arms, and teased him, ready to proclaim your victory; “Thought it might warm you up!” Danny held up his hand, “Maybe, a little. But, you’ve worn me out.” “Ahhh-! This must be the second most fun way to do that...” You couldn’t help your grin He ended up bending lower as he laughed “oh... god! Don’t! It hurts!” You approached him slowly, with a triumphant swagger to your step; “Do you give, Florida boy? Do I win?” “I didn’t say that.” “Do I win!?” You’d give him one more chance to give the right answer. He straightened “No.”

That was also his mistake, because the next thing Danny knew you’d wrestled him to another bent position and ice was sliding nicely down the back of his shirt. “No! NO!!” He almost shrieked, “F**k! Y/N!! Oh god!” “There. That ought to perk you up!” “Oh GOD!! Get it out!!” “Tell me I win and I’ll consider it!” “AH!!!!” It was certainly amusing to watch him twist his body to shake it out of his shirt quickly, to no avail. “Danny.” “I give, I give!!!” He flailed around trying to remove the ice himself - and by the time you’d got him to hold still to find it, it had pretty much melted.

“I hate you.” He was once again huddled up, looking sorry for himself, as you both continued your walk. You were still smiling, replaying his helpless shrieks in your head; “I love you too. It’ll be warm inside you’ll dry off in no time!” “Then we gotta go back!” “At which point the alcohol will warm us-!” You patted his chest; “Danny we got this covered!!”

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In fact you spent a good hour perusing the shelves of the store, and he seemed to perk up a bit. Danny wasn’t a wine connoisseur himself, but you knew he knew how to pair dishes and wines. And as he selected them, equally enjoyed telling you how all the flavours were going to work. Then got to laugh at you going a little mad with the mixers. “Whiskey-!” “I knew you’d drag me down here!” “Hush...” He traced his fingers over the shelves, musing over the bottles “What, are you gonna top shelf me?” “If they have it...” “This better be the one you rave about.” He stopped with a smirk, and turned back to you, fingers on the bottle; “It’s gonna blow your mind.”

 Funnier still was the cashiers face when he saw all the alcohol, and you had to swear it was for your whole family to last all of Christmas and New Year. And to top that, when he politely asked for your ID and turned to Danny; Your partners face was a picture; “You’re KIDDING-!?” You eyed him; “Tell me you have it.” The look he gave you was murder, “Have you seen my face-!?” The cashier laughed; “If you have it, it wouldn’t go amiss sir...” Danny scoffed and handed it over, “I know you’re gonna try to make me feel good about looking under 21. I’m still insulted...” “That seems to be in order!” He grinned and handed it back to Danny who was still grumbling.

You were staring intently at his face as you left the store; “Fancy getting ID’d in your 40s...” “Clearly my youthful good looks-!” “Amen.”  He nudged you at your sarcasm; “Hey! We don’t need a repeat of earlier with all these bottles!” “Oh, I think we do! This time ice is going down your shirt!” “Oh I have no doubt you’ll get revenge..!” You smirked gently “Damn f**kin’ right!”

** By the time you got back the sky has cleared up. But Danny once again looked cold and worse for wear - so you set the fire going and bundled him in blankets on the sofa with a scarf. (After changing his shirt, of course). “Too early to pour whiskey?” “I wouldn’t say so...” You snuggled up with him but he was still grumbling away; “If I get a cold cuz of you-!” “Oh-! It’s just woe and suffering always with you, ain’t it Danny Rayburn.” “Yes. Actually. Especially with you...”  You fell silent as to the mock seriousness of his tone. “Geez I’m kidding-!” He wound his arms around you and kissed you gently “.... I love you. I wouldn’t change this for anything.” You pretended to huff; “Just checking!” Danny pulled you further to him and placed his head to yours, “You never should need to check though... should you? I would hope you knew.” “Danny...” Your voice was tender, because the last thing you wanted to do was lead him down that road, especially at this time of year; “I do... I do know.”

You shared a gentle, sweet kiss, before you were interrupted. By a sneeze. “Oh shit!” You hoped you hadn’t spoken too soon. “If this is a cold! It’s on you!” “At least whiskey is medicinal!” You grinned, but he didn’t find it all that funny.   “A cold for Christmas! Perfect!” “I think you’re overreacting to one sneeze Daniel Rayburn; I was way less dressed than you.” “You didn’t have ice stuck down your shirt!!” “Okay fair, I take the blame for that.” He huddled further into the blankets and you really did hope that it wasn’t a proper cold setting in. Or you would never hear the end of it. You sat and cuddled and continued to talk quietly, you running your hands through his hair and giving him soft kisses every so often.

 The next interruption was on behalf of your parents. Looking from you, not really all that bothered with the fire or blanket, to Danny, blankets and pillows and still wrapped in a scarf and as close to the fire as he could get himself on the couch, and sighed. Typical all they had asked for was an alcohol run. “What have you done to him!” Both of you looked up and you held up your hands defensively - “Nothing!” “Ha!! Nothing!!” He laughed “Sounds like something!” “It was a snow ball fight, no big.” “She fights dirty!” You gasped and nudged him hard; “I was raised right!” “Ah, well you’re a fighter, I knew that one already...” Your parents both gasped in mock horror at the attitude of their daughter; “Y/N!” “Oh come on! He needs to get used to the Midwest!” “Gently!” “What-!? No! Throw him out in the snow and leave him there for a few hours!” You laughed, “Then he’ll be a natural! That’s the only way you learn!” Danny narrowed his eyes as you, folding his arms; “Learned that the Miami hard way, did you?” You turned back to him, “You should ask the past me and her sunburn that.” He sucked his breath between his teeth; “Ow! Yeah I feel ya!”

Your parents brought you back to the real conversation; “How’s the alcohol looking!” “Good! Think we cleared the store!” Danny raised his glass “Thank you! Both of you-! And Danny, you don’t have to put up with her..!” “Oh!” He smiled “I rather believe she puts up with me... she’s no trouble.” He grinned, with a little wink; “Well... maybe a bit of trouble!”

 Your parents left you to it after that, and eventually his warmth and being cuddled here with him and blankets and the fire got the better of both of you. So when they returned a little bit later to call you both for dinner, you were both lying tangled in each other’s arms on the couch. Danny’s around you; protective, and yours arms around him; comforting... “Do we wake them?” “No... leave them to it...” “They’re good together don’t you think?” “Good for each other. I would say. It’s nice to see!” “Maybe she could have introduced him to the snow a little nicer.” “Ah... I think... if we know anything... Danny didn’t mind one bit!”

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🌨 2 down, 4 to go! 🌨 But still happy to take on any requests! 😊

[imasimpforshanks]

Hiya ! Could I request Marco from op and the fluff alphabet ??? Thank you so much and hope you’re doing well 💕💕💕

Fluff Alphabet - Marco

a/n: hiiii!! Thank you for requesting! I hope you enjoy this 💗 I absolutely adore Marco 😭

A-Activities (what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

Marco enjoys to anything domestic really. Just spending time with you in any way, shape or form is enough for him. The two of you could be lounging about on the deck of the Moby Dick or you could be exploring a new island – if it’s together, he doesn’t mind what it is you’re doing.

B-Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do they think is beautiful about them?)

Your heart is one of the most beautiful things about you. It’s so kind, always filled with empathy and a selfless desire to put others before yourself. He’s never met someone like you and every time he looks at you he can’t stop thinking about how blessed he is that you chose to be with him of all people.

C-Comfort (how would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?)

Marco undoubtedly gives the best advice. He is amazing with words and always knows exactly what needs to be said. He also makes it abundantly clear that you are not going through this alone – he is there to lean on any time you need it.

D-Dreams (how do they picture the future with their s/o?)

He doesn’t envision his future as being any different from how it is now. Sure, he can see you two settling down eventually, after his time as a pirate has come to an end, he can also MAYBE see a child or two if that’s what his partner wants. But other than that, he’s enjoying things just as they are, and honestly, he doesn’t really want anything to change for a while.

E-Equal (are they the dominant one in the relationship or rather passive?)

If needed Marco can be more dominant, putting his foot down and being the decisive one. However, more often than not, he tends to just go with the flow of the relationship - he’ll openly and actively listen to what you have to say and if it doesn’t sit right with him then he will communicate that to you.

F-Fight (would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?)

Marco is great at holding his tongue and remaining calm during any kind of fight or disagreement with his s/o. He doesn’t want to say or do anything he might regret. Also, he’s extremely quick to forgive. Life is too short to fight with the ones that you love.

G-Gratitude (how grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)

Not a day goes by where Marco doesn’t thank you for being a part of his life. Sometimes he just outright tells you how thankful he is. Other times he performs little acts of service to show his gratitude. He is always making sure you know how grateful he is.

H-Honesty (do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

Marco is one of the best people ever at communicating in a relationship. Honesty is extremely important to him. He shares practically everything with you without hesitation and he trusts you to do the same.

He only keeps a secret if it involves some sort of a surprise for you.

I-Inspiration (did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?)

He’s an extremely easy-going individual who likes to take things as they come. So, throughout your relationship Marco has taught you the joy and pleasure that lies in going with the flow.

J-Jealousy (do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)

It takes a lot for him to get jealous. In fact, I’d say Marco rarely gets jealous – honestly, it’s practically NEVER. There’s no reason for him to be jealous because he doesn’t doubt your loyalty and love for him at all. Occasionally, he teases you and asks, “oh so you don’t love me anymore?” but there is absolutely no truth behind it. He knows with his whole heart that you love him, and you know that he loves you more than anything in the world.

K-Kisses (are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?)

He’s definitely had a bit of experience, so it’s safe to say he knows what he’s doing. Even if he lacked the experience, I view Marco as someone who is just naturally a great kisser.

Your first kiss was practically like one from a romance anime. The two of you sitting outside looking up at the stars and talking about anything and everything. There was a brief pause where the two of you looked at each other and you smiled so brightly. Marco couldn’t help himself as he leaned in to place a soft yet deep kiss to your lips.

L-Love confession (how would they confess to their s/o?)

Marco makes the mistake of telling Thatch, Izo and a few others of his feelings for you. They try to convince him to do some big elaborate confession with candles, flowers, and everything of that sort. But, to their dismay Marco shot down all of their ideas, instead opting to go for something a little more low key. It’ll happen near the end of one of the Whitebeard Pirates’ big parties. Everyone’s either passed out or passing out, and the two of you are just sitting together giggling to yourselves about it. After a moment or two he’d just come right out and say it.

M-Marriage (do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?)

Marco is in no rush to get married. He loves you and you love him. That’s all he needs to know. He doesn’t need a ceremony or a piece of paper to tell him what you both already know. Not to mention you guys practically already act like a married couple. That being said, if marriage is something you really want, then he is all for it. If it makes you feel more confident and secure in your relationship, then he will propose to you as soon as you want.

N-Nicknames (what do they call their s/o?)

He likes to use the classics ‘babe’, ‘love’, ‘sweetie’. But he also has a teasing nickname that you absolutely hate, it’s from an inside joke between the two of you.

O-On cloud nine (what are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

When Marco first falls in love he starts randomly whistling the tunes of some love songs (HOW CHEESY I KNOW). He doesn’t notice he’s even doing it until Thatch or Izo point it out to him (not without teasing him about it first). After it’s been pointed out, it’s as if the whole world finally makes sense to him.

P-PDA (are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?)

Marco is pretty chill when it comes to PDA. He doesn’t mind standard PDA like a peck on the check, a kiss on the lips, hand holding (etc.), but he’s definitely not going to have a pash right in front of everyone. HOWEVER, if his mates are complaining about how single they are he is more than happy to rub in how happy and in love he is by giving you a massive smooch on the lips right in front of them.

Q-Quirk (some random ability they have that is beneficial in a relationship?)

As a matter of fact, Marco is quite the handyman. You never have to seek out someone to fic anything because Marco is there to fix it for you. Although, he does still recommend that you don’t use his work as a permanent solution.

R-Romance (how romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)

I think his love language/s is acts of service and quality time. He uses these to express his love and affection. Sometimes his expressions of love can be cliché (e.g. a bouquet of flowers), but other times they could be creative and very specific to the dynamic of your relationship.

S-Support (are they helping their s/o achieve their goals do they believe in them?)

Marco is by your side every step of the way. But he wants to make sure he doesn’t overstep any boundaries and achieve your goal for you. So rather than getting involved, Marco is that unwavering support from the side lines – constantly uplifting you and providing reassurance that you can do it.

T-Thrill (do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship or do they prefer certain routine?)

Marco is content with the way things are. You have a comfortable routine, and it works for the both of you. He feels no need to spice out your relationship, mainly because life as a pirate does that enough. However, if either of you ever expressed any desire to spice things out even more, then he would welcome that idea with open arms!

U-Understanding (how good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

It’s almost unbelievable how good he is at reading you. When it comes to you, he just knows. He needs to be able to just know, so that he’s ready to help whenever you need him.

V-Value (how important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?)

The relationship is very important and it’s up there with being one of the most important things in his life, possibly the most important thing. The only possible competition your relationship has, is his loyalty and responsibility to Whitebeard, but even then, Whitebeard is happy so long as his family is happy. And since you make Marco happy, well that’s pretty self-explanatory.

W-Wild card (a random fluff headcanon?)

He’s the type of person to keep a photo of you and him in his wallet, and he loves when he’s out and about paying for something and someone happens to point it out because it gives him a reason to brag about you.

X-XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

Like I said, he likes to show affection (but no big acts of PDA). He’s most cuddly and affectionate in the early hours of the morning though. He peppers lots of kisses all over your face and cuddles you so tightly that you have to tap him on the shoulder and warn him that you can’t breathe.

Y-Yearning (how will they cope when they are missing their partner?)

Most of the time he copes by involving himself in little shenanigans with a few of his crew mates. He finds it to be a great way to distract himself, while also continuing to be surrounded by his loved ones.

Z-Zeal (are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)

Most of the One Piece characters are willing to go the extra mile for their relationships. Marco is no different. We need to remember he is a Whitebeard Pirate, so we already know how much he values any of the relationships in his life. He joined the battle against the Marines to get Ace back, so just imagine the lengths he would go to for your relationship.

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Fluff alphabet

Masterlist

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A= Attractive (what do they find attractive about you?)

Colson really likes your feet in both a sexual way and an SFW way, the way you move your feet can tell him if your happy, sad ect. Personality wise he likes your sarcasm, almost every response you make is sarcastic, he enjoys joking with you.

B= Baby (Do they want a family? Why/why not?)

Yes both him and Casie want another kid, Colson would love for you to have his kid, he already worships you imagine what he’d think if his kid was in your stomach. Colsons the best dad, always trying to give Casie the childhood he didn’t have

C= Cuddle (How do they like to cuddle?)

He likes to lay on chests, it doesn’t matter if it’s his chest or if he lays on yours, he loves the feeling of closeness this has, he melts when you trace his tattoos lazily, It’s his favourite thing about cuddling.

D= Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Colson mostly prefers to stay in and watch movies since he hates when paparazzi swarms you guys on dates, when you guys do go out you go to bars, clubs, even restaurants, the possibility’s are endless with the man that is Colson Baker.

E= Everything (You are my ____(ex you are my world, my life...))

“You are my light” Colson always says this too you, he’s had so much bad shit in his life, then you came in and his life improved in the domestic aspect, it was the first time he really wanted to settle down with you and Casie.

F= Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

Colson was going back on tour in a week and there was this pit in his stomach, that meant he had to be away from you for 6 or more months. Yes you could always FaceTime but it wasn’t enough for Colson, he hated being away from you, he’s never felt like that so Rook told him he’s whipped

G= Gentle ( Are they gentle? If so how?)

Yes despite his ‘bad boy’ persona he’s the softest when it comes to those he considers family, both you and Casie have seen a side of Colson that no one has seen. Just the nights when both of you have nothing to do and your laying on the couch wrapped up in each other and a movie playing in the background, his touch is always gentle

H= Hands ( How do they like to hold hands?)

Colson lives for the size of your hands in his, it doesn’t matter if your hands are smooth or not he doesn’t give a shit, he’s a pretty plain guy when it comes to hand holding, nothing much to say

I= Impression ( What was their first impression of you?)

When Colson first saw you he was impressed by your demeanour, how you hold yourself even if it’s a facade.

J= Jealously (Do they get jealous?)

Obviously, it’s Colson, he knows you can handle your self but the protective needs in him make it hard not to intervene, Now if the said person he’s jealous of starts to make you uncomfortable Colson will 100% throw a punch and not feel bad about it.

K= Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Colsons kisses are passionate and at times rough of he just got back from tour. Both of you initiated the first kiss, you both leaned in at the same time

L= love (who said ‘I love you’ first?)

It wasn’t until almost a year into your relationship that one high party night Colson let it slip, he knew you were scared of commitment and to be far him as well that’s why you were so surprised when he said it you pushed it away saying how he was just high. The next morning Colson said it again so you knew he was serious.

M= Memory (what’s their favourite memory?)

Colson can’t pick just one memory as cheesy as that sounds, if he had to pick it would be when you surprised him and the boys on the early legs of the hotel Diablo tour.

N= Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

Colson will 100% but you the things that he sees you staring at even for a millisecond, he doesn’t care how much you protest he will buy that with no hesitation.

O= Orange (What color reminds them of their other half?)

You remind Colson of a soft purple, it’s pretty and relaxed like you.

P= Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

I don’t think Colson would be huge on pet names maybe like ‘Babe’ but I don’t think he’s call you anything extreme.

Q= Quaint (what’s their favourite non-modern thing?)

100% old cars, he’s a car guy he said it himself, if you asked he would try to teach you a bunch of old car things and how they work ect.

R= Rainy day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

When I think of Colson and rainy days I think of the fan fic Rain in LA by @colsonbakes (go read it😏) anyways I think if Colson had the day off you, Colson and Casie would be cuddled up on the couch watching a bunch of movies, overall just being lazy

S= Sad (How do they cheer themselves up/Other people up?)

When Colson’s sad he wants to be left alone whilst you always let him know that you’re there when/if he wants to talk, sometimes he likes you just sitting there with him.

If you’re sad Colson will rip a bunch of jokes, if that doesn’t work he’ll just hold you.

T= Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Colson had no limits when it comes to talking; if you want to hear about the album, boom you know, if you want updates on Casie, Done.

Colson tunes into your voice, he could be having a conversation and he’ll hear you talk and just pause the conversation and walk over to you, he doesn’t care what your talking about, he’s listening

U= Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Colson loves sitting by the pool and passing a joint back and forth between you two while talking about every and anything

V= Vaunt (What do they like to show off?)

I don’t think Colson would flex his fame, he knows he can but he doesn’t.

If you’re ok with it he’ll show you off because he’s proud that he scored a queen like you

W= Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Colson knew you were the one when you dropped everything to make sure Rook was ok after a fight in a bar, he loves how close you are with his friends.

It would be a small but extravagant wedding with family and Friends only.

X= Xylophone (What’s their song?)

Solid gold easy action. I don’t know why it just is

Y= Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Like I said before yes 100% he wants you to be his forever girl, it was a very fun proposal, y’all went to valley fair and then he proposed.

Z= Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

A snake no doubt about it he’d name it Zeke, it’s a ball Python.

This took too long to write🥲



[sedonawritess]

Ask Game: A–Z of Character Vices and Virtues.

Nobody asked me to do this but I thought it would be good for character building so... here I go!

I’m gonna do this for both Fionn & Aoife but we are starting with:

FIONN

A. Annoying: What is your OC’s most annoying trait?

I like to think he’s a little self righteous! It’s not that he thinks everyone is below him but he has a very specific code that he lives by and when others don’t, he tends to feel superior. Obviously when he meets the pirates this is very clear since they’re... well... pirates!

B. Best: What is your OC’s best personality trait?

He’s kind. And I don’t mean like just nice. He’s genuinely kind and cares a lot about others. He’s very in tune with others feelings and wants to protect those he loves even at his own detriment.

C. Child: Your OC encounters a crying, lost child. How do they react?

He’s definitely the type of guy who would give the kid something to play with or to distract them (probably a ring or his necklace) while he tries to find their parents.

D. Desire: Your OC has the opportunity to get the thing they desire most, but it means betraying a friend. Do they do it?

No. This is the most loyal character out of my crew. He is someone who’d lay down his life for others and would never sacrifice anyone for his own gain. He’d rather sacrifice himself.

E. Excellent: Which of your OCs is the most virtuous?

It’s Fionn. He’s a good guy!

F. Forgive: How good is your OC at apologizing? Do they own up to it when they’ve made a mistake? How easily does your OC forgive other people?

I would say he’s not the verbal apology type of guy & so it depends on who you are as a person if you think he’s good at apologizing. He’s more likely to just correct his behavior or do something for you as an acknowledgment that he messed up. I don’t think he’s really someone who holds too much of a grudge so he forgives most things pretty easily.

G. Guilt: Does your OC often regret their decisions? If so, describe a decision they regret.

I think he regrets his decisions a lot less than others because he spends so much time thinking things through before acting. He’s not often wrong or doing things he regrets.

H. Honesty: How often does your OC lie? Do they believe lying is ever justified? Describe a time your OC told a lie, or told the truth even when it was difficult.

He’s not a liar unless he feels like he has to in order to protect the people he cares about. He’s more of a white lie type of guy. He doesn’t like liars but can understand the occasional need.

I. Individuality: Is your OC’s morality more influenced by the society they live in, or their own critical thinking?

It’s definitely more influenced by his society than say other characters but again he also has his own moral code that he follows very carefully.

J. Jealousy: How often does your OC get jealous of other people? Do they keep their jealousy in check, or does it influence their behavior?

I’d say he could be prone to some jealousy? He is pretty hard on himself about things + he’s an important person to his society and so I think he’s jealous of the freedom others have.

K. Knack: What is something your OC is skilled at?

Juggling. It’s something that he enjoys doing to pass the time.

L. Loathe: What qualities does your OC loathe in other people? Do they tend to be judgmental of others, even when it isn’t warranted?

Cruelty. He is not a fan of being cruel, especially just for the sake of it. He’s definitely a bit judgmental but he tries to get to know others before passing judgment.

M. Mistake: Describe a time your OC did something bad, or was wrong about something.

I can’t because.... spoilers.

N. Negative: What does your OC believe is their worst flaw?

His rigidity, he wishes he was more carefree and free spirited but he just isn’t.

O. Outlook: Is your OC more optimistic, pessimistic, or realistic? How likely are they to believe a bad person can change?

He’s more of a realist. I think he wants to be an optimist but finds that he gets hurt or disappointed a lot less if he’s more realistic. I think deep down he believes all people are inherently good, but there are some he believes are rotten from the inside out too.

P. Positive: What does your OC believe is their best personality trait?

His strength. I don’t mean his physical strength; but more the idea that he is resilient and mentally strong.

Q. Quirk: Does your OC have any (minor) bad habits? If so, what? (Biting their nails, sleeping in, procrastinating, etc.)

Nail biting, he’s bit them down to the quick. He does it more in times of stress and it’s not a good look.

R. Respect: What qualities does your OC admire in other people?

Boldness, bravery, compassion.

S. Success: Describe a time your OC did something good, or was right when others were wrong.

Spoilers......

T. Troubled: Which of your OCs is the most flawed?

Balor; I mean he is an evil demon king.

U. Upgrade: Does your OC strive for self-improvement, or are they less concerned about becoming a better person?

Always working on self improvement. Fionn always wants to be the best person he can be even if that means that he’s wrong sometimes.

V. Value: Is your OC more selfish or selfless? What would they sacrifice for a loved one? What would they sacrifice for a stranger?

Selfless, 100%. He would absolutely sacrifice anything, including his life for a loved one. I also think he’d do the same for strangers.

W. Worst: What is your OC’s worst flaw?

It goes hand in hand with the last question. His selflessness can get him into trouble. He sacrifices a lot for people and sometimes gets betrayed anyways.

X. X-ray: Does your OC believe that they’re a good person? Would you consider them a good person?

He considers himself a good person but he knows he could be better. I think he’s a VERY good person and I love him. He’s my baby.

Y. Young: How has your OC been influenced by their past? Are they a better person because of their past, or a worse one?

His past is his biggest influence. Without spoilers, makes him a better person.

Z. Zealous: Does your OC have any guilty pleasures? If so, what? (Watching reality TV, drinking soda, reading cheesy romance novels, etc.)

I don’t think he considers anything a guilty pleasure.

[zanesgirlfriend]

Prom | Vlog Squad

Description: Blurbs of how each vs member would ask the reader to a charity 'influencers prom' (basically just promposals)

DISCLAIMER: I'm doing this as if everyone is single/likes girls. Like Mariah and Heath are obvs dating but they would both prompose so differently.

Requested by @character-development : inspired by David's new Prom ad thing, can u write how each member would ask the reader to prom (or a prom-like event) like cute prom-posal U R GOLD

Most of these are like cheesy prom poster things but it's still cute!

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BOYS

David: chipotle

You were going to prompose to David. He was too busy with other things to think of something fun and elaborate, but it was okay, you enjoyed the fun.

"Can you pick me up Chipotle?" He asked you on the phone, just as you knew he would. You happily obliged, already knowing he was gonna ask. You ordered the typical Dobrik Burrito and something for yourself before hopping back in your car. You took out your sharpie and wrote on the foil before putting his burrito back into the bag.

"Let's eat!" You hollered at him as you walked through the door. He smiled and joined you at the kitchen island. "This one's yours." You handed him the burrito upside down, so he wouldn't see the writing quite yet. Then you pulled out your food and the extra guac.

David smiled to himself as he read the foil.

Will you be my BAE-RITTO at prom?

It was the perfect amount of clever and stupid and he burst out into laughter.

"Fuck yeah!" He laughed at you before pulling out his phone to take a picture.

"What are you doing?" You asked between giggles. He started recording and pointed the phone toward you.

"Y/n just promposed to me. I'm her bae-ritto now!" He laughed as he posted the silly Instagram story.

-

Zane: drunk

You two had spent all night in his house. You had a Domino's feast and watched some movies as you got drunk together. Monopoly had become obsolete, long abandoned to play some simple card games instead. The two of you had crushed and entire case of beer and a bottle of whiskey, and you both felt like time was going in slow motion.

You didn't know when you two had gone to his room, but you didn't really care. You made jokes, talked about random shit, and cuddled for a while.

You felt each other drifting off, and right as you were falling asleep, Zane opened his mouth.

"Y/n?" He asked. You laid your head on his chest and tangled your legs with his.

"Yeah?" You whispered, a little too focused on his every move. All of his little mannerisms made you smile, and you didn't want to miss a single one.

"Will you go to prom with me?" His words were slurred, but you knew they were sincere. You also knew that he would never remember this, and probably try to ask you again in some big elaborate way.

"Why don't you ask me again in the morning?" You smiled as he drifted off to sleep.

-

Heath: golf

"Do you wanna come to the driving range with me?" Heath asked you during dinner, not wanting to go alone.

"I'm gonna suck, but sure!" You agreed. You spent the night together, putting on stupid golf outfits and driving out to the local driving range. You talked about anything and everything as you golfed.

You were horrible, as predicted, but he didn't really care. It was nice to just spend time with you.

"Are you going to that prom thing next month?" You asked him, genuinely curious. He hit another ball before turning back to you.

"I wasn't going to, are you?" He asked in return. You shook your head no. "Why not?" He walked towards you and you got up to take your turn.

"I don't have anyone to go with." You sounded sad, hoping he would ask you as you gripped the golf club.

"Let's go together." Heath suggested. You smiled to yourself before hitting the ball.

"Okay."

-

Todd: song

Todd was annoying the fuck out of his piano teacher. Begging him to teach the skills to play a certain chord progression. He practiced it every day for a month before he finally felt confident enough to show you.

And it was impressive. You sat next to him on the bench, listening to the soft love song he played. He belted the bridge, or what you thought was the bridge until your name came up. It echoed through the room sounding beautiful.

"Y/n will you go to prom with me?" He repeated over and over, using the same melody as the original song. You sung along, harmonizing with him.

"Toddy will you go to prom with me?" You sang to the same tune, before both of you reached the end of the song

"Yes." You said in unison, now in a regular voice. You both laughed an smiled as you thought about what you'd just done.

"That was beautiful." You giggled to him.

"Not as beautiful as you." He said in a serious tone before kissing you on the cheek.

-

Scott: shelter

"Let's go the animal shelter." Scott suggested to you. You were elated at the thought, not even knowing what he had in store. He'd got a custom tag made and attached it to a small collar that he kept in his pocket.

You enjoyed the ride there, but were even happier once you arrived. There were a bunch of cute little puppies and you couldn't wait to pet all of them.

"Can we play with these ones?" Scott asked the lady that was guiding you through their pens. She smiled and nodded before scooping up an armfull of tiny dogs. She led you into a pen outside and released all the little puppies. They all had on tiny colorful collars to distinguish them. They ran around in the grass, jumping on your lap and giving you lots of kisses.

"I think one of their collars came off." Scott pointed to his special collar that he'd dropped on the grass behind you. You spun around and grabbed it before reading the tag.

Prom?

You looked up at Scott and smiled.

"There's no way one of them is named Prom? is there?" You were dumbfounded for a moment before figuring it out. "Oh my God I'm dumb." Realization hit your face. Scott laughed at your stupidity before asking you himself.

"Will you go to prom with me?" He chuckled.

"Yes." You said in a pouty way, embarrassed by your oversight.

-

Jeff: hike

"Nobody else will go with me." Jeff begged you. He wasn't necessarily lying, but it wasn't the full truth. He told everyone he wanted to hike alone today, just so he could convince you to come with him.

You agreed, knowing he would buy you lunch after and it would be nice quality time with him. The hike was fun. You raced a little bit, and talked about some vlog squad gossip that was going around. Then you made it to the top. Jeff helped you up to the very top of a rock and you two sat there, resting for a bit.

"Isn't this beautiful?" Jeff asked you as he looked out at the view.

"Amazing." You watched a bird fly over the city before glancing at Jeff. He was already looking at you.

"Do you wanna be my date to prom?" He nudged your shoulder lightly as his dimples appeared.

"Yes, I can't wait to see you in a tux." She joked before nudging him back.

-

Matt: escape room

You two were always doing escape rooms. But this one was your favorite. They'd just added a new room, and you were both ecstatic about it.

"I keep finding letters!" You hollered at Matt as you two felt around the room for clues.

"There's a board thing here, I think we have to put in a message." He pretended to speculate even though he already knew the answer. The hour ticked by fast, finding more and more letters and solving puzzles to find even more. You'd spent the last fifteen minutes trying to find some sort of hint to what the message should be about.

"Matt we only have two minutes left!" You screamed at him.

"I got it!" He ran over to the letters, rearranging them. You read each word until the sentence finally formed.

When we escape, will you go to prom with me?

You looked at him as if he was an idiot. "Matt this is not the time for games we only have a min-" Your voice ceased as a panel popped open in the wall. It had two buttons.

YES NO

"Matt what is going on?" You asked before glancing at the clock again. thirty seconds.

"Quick, yes or no! Will you go to prom with me?!" He screamed at you, pointing towards the buttons.

"Yes!" You screamed as you hit the YES button. The timer stopped and the exit door opened.

"Yay!" Matt hopped up and down, but you stared at him.

"Matt." You said.

"Yeah?" He asked, already knowing your question.

"Was this all and elaborate way to ask me to prom?"

"Yep!"

-

GIRLS

Natalie: donuts

At first glance, people would think what Natalie did was basic or cheesy, but they don't know the whole story. She'd taken you out to a donut shop twice a week for the past month. It was like your special little thing together. It was almost like she was training you to love donuts, but that wasn't very hard.

By the time the day of the promposal came around, you were the one waking her up to go get donuts. You two crawled out of bed, still in pajamas as you drove to your favorite donut shop. It was early, the sun had barely risen, but the bakers were already preparing your special donuts.

You walked in the shop, hand in hand and sipped some coffee as you watched them fill the donut cases like you usually did.

"They're spelling out something." You told Natalie. She looked up from her phone, trying to act inconspicuous. You two watched carefully as they placed the donuts sporadically. They knew if they placed them in order you would figure it out immediately.

It started with a question mark at the bottom of the case, then a few vowels here and there, and slowly the message started to come together.

W I L L Y O U G O

T O P R O M

W I T H M E ?

You turned to Natalie, but she was already smiling at you.

"Will you?" She asked. You smiled and walked up to the counter. A worker smiled at you.

"Can you rearrange the letters to spell 'yes'?"

-

Mariah: tumble

Mariah rehearsed the dance number for two weeks, making sure everything was perfect. She had backup dancers and lights and costumes and everything. She told you to come watch the dress rehearsal for some dance recital she was in, and you happily agreed.

You sat in the nearly empty audience, so happy to see what she's been working on. Mariah never seemed to be nervous for past performances, but this one was different. She was jumping up and down, shaking her limbs out over and over, very nervous and excited to ask you to prom.

The lights dimmed and dancers adorned the stage, getting in position. The music started and you knew something was up. It was your favorite song. The dancers started their routine and you were amazed. It was beautiful. Mariah walked out of stage and joined the group, leading them in a floor-work section of mostly tumbling and gymnastics during the bridge of the song.

Just as the song came to a dramatic close, the lighting changed and a backdrop fell behind them.

Y/N, I'D FLIP IF YOU WOULD TUMBLE TO PROM WITH ME!

You started to cry before walking onstage.

"So?" She asked you, slightly out of breath. You smiled and hugged her sweaty body.

"Yes!"

-

Kristen: waddle

Kristen stayed up all night long making the poster. It was black and white with glitter writing and perfectly aligned letters. She knew you would find it cute and adorable. It wasn't until the next night that she finally slipped away from you long enough to do it.

Her nerves were exploding out of her chest as she got dressed. She could barely hold the poster up she was so nervous. Before she came down the hallway, she took a deep breath.

"Are you ready?" Kristen screamed down the hallway at you.

"Yes!" You hollered back, adjusting the camera. You thought you were just filming an outfit video. Your mouth hung open as she waddled around the corner. She was dressed in a penguin onesie and held a posterboard behind her back.

"Oh my God!" You giggled at her and she made a stupid face at you before flipping the sign around.

Will you make my day and WADDLE to prom with me?

There were cute drawings and stickers of penguins all over. The yellow trimmed black letters popped off of the board and a few flakes of glitter were strewn about. You smiled, tears filling your eyes as you walked over to her.

"Of course!" You embraced her and laughed as you messed with the little beak on her penguin onesie.

-

Carly: starbucks

You'd gotten coffee with Carly almost every day for a year. So of course she would have to include it in her promposal. She usually picked you up before starting the day, and you went to Starbucks together. Today she asked you to meet her there.

Immediately you were suspicious, but figured she was just out and about and didn't have time to come get you. You drove yourself to the usual location, and found a nice parking spot. You'd barely walked inside when you saw her.

She was standing with a big cardboard cutout of a starbucks drink in her hands. It was decorated with the words:

Prom is a GRANDE event. It would mean a LATTE if you went with me!

You were too excited to speak. You nodded your head yes before bringing her in for a hug. Green confetti fell around you and someone handed you your usual order.

-

Erin: scar

Another day, just hanging out with Erin on her couch. You two had just ordered food, and were in the middle of binge watching something on Netflix. Erin was excited, but tried as hard as possible to keep her cool.

"Oh! Remember when I got that cyst taken out?" She asked you between episodes.

"Yeah?" You nodded wondering what cool medical fact she was going to tell you.

"The scar doesn't look like a normal scar. Like, I swear it spells something out." She sat up. You became very interested.

"What? Let me see." You turned your whole body towards her, curious to see what she was talking about.

She lifted up her sweatshirt and there, on her scar, was the word Prom? written with a sharpie. She laughed a little too hard, and so did you.

"This is the dumbest promposal, but yes." You laughed between words, almost in tears.

"I know, but yay!" Erin opened her arms up for a hug which you gladly received.

-

Corinna: tiara

Her best friend helped her make the poster, but Corinna spent most of her time at Tiffany&Co. She spent a week finding a ring that you would love, and another week waiting for it to be engraved. Of course Corinna went all out for you, she always did.

It turned into a big elaborate plan that David filmed for the vlog. Another "lay down blindfolded" type of thing. You were scared shitless, having no idea what was about to unfold.

"Sit in this chair and wear this." David said to you, handing you a shirt to use as a blindfold. You reluctantly agreed and sat down.

"Is it gonna bite me?" You asked as your legs bounced up and down.

"Maybe!" He laughed, his voice getting distant as he walked to the other side of the room. You heard footsteps walk into the room and someone pulled your blindfold off.

Corinna was in front of you. She looked beautiful, and she was holding a big blue posterboard. It said Y/n&Co. across the top, and the question "You know what has a nice RING to it?" You cocked your head to the side, happy but confused. Was she proposing? or something else.

"What?" You asked, perplexed by the smile on her face. You then noticed the small box in her hand. She knelt down in front of you, opening the box towards you. Inside was a beautiful ring, white gold and shaped like a tiara. There were small diamonds adorning the design and you immediately wondered how much it cost.

"Pick it up." She demanded gently. You complied, picking up the beautiful ring. As you inspected it you noticed the engraving on the inside.

Prom?

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I hope yall enjoyed this!!! it was really fun to do :) also tell me which one was your favorite :)

[arsyeong]

[7] thief | ijb.

o n e  /  t w o  /  t h r e e  /  f o u r  /  f i v e  /  s i x  /  e i g h t

summary: the thief is back once more but what he steals from you is worth more than everything else you owned. word count: 2,800

a/n: i am a division 2 anti but that album was LEGENDARY. spinning top has literally ZERO SKIPS; every song is a MASTERPIECE. how we had 2jae for the chorus and youngjae’s scenes. i am absolutely IN LOVE. we may not have broke our record but let’s keep on streaming eclipse! this ART deserves it! jaebeom deserves it! got7 deserves this! LET’S GO, PHOENIXES! i’m also looking to end this next week hehe hope you like this :D

It was a sunny Wednesday in winter.

There were still big chunks of snow on the ground and it was freezing, but at least your job wasn’t as hard as it was during the fall. You walk with a small smile on your face, admiring your little town as you head to the Inner Inn.

When your destination was in sight, your grin widens and you jog toward it. It’s warm when you enter, both the temperature and the atmosphere. Julie greets you with a welcoming smile from the counter and you walk to her.

“Good morning, Julie!” you cheerfully singsong, and she laughs at your energy.

“My, my, my,” she goes, “It may be winter but you’re still your blooming and bubbly self.” You blush at the sudden compliment – when do you not turn red at good words for you? – and you watch her look around the place. “Did you come here for Bambam?”

You’re tempted to lie but you’re given away by your smile brightening. “As a matter of fact, I did,” you say, “but I still did want to see you too.”

“How am I to know you’re not just saying that to win my affection as his mother?”

“Because I know I’ve already won that,” you breeze, immediately regretting it after seeing the surprised look in her eye, “I was joking.”

“I see his confidence has rubbed off on you,” she comments before her sweet smile returns, “but that’s okay. It’s only right for you to know your worth.”

You bite the inside of your cheek, trying not to express your delight at your assumed meaning of her statement.

When she pulls out a piece of paper, though, any giddy feeling was immediately wiped out.

Julie looks at you nervously. “Oh, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay,” you manage to say, but you were already on the brink of getting lost in the memory of that night, “Is that what I think it is?”

She nods grimly and you feel the entire atmosphere change. Without a word, she hands you the paper, but you’re quite reluctant to read it. After trying so hard to forget about how desperate you came off the last time you were with JB, you just couldn’t get yourself to read something from him.

“The thief dropped it off this morning,” she says, probably thinking you’ve read it when all you’ve done is stare down at it and process nothing, “Seeing as you’ve helped the others before, I thought of asking you too, especially since you came at such an ideal time.”

As if on cue, the front door slams open. You and Julie direct your gaze to the newcomers and you see Bambam heading toward you angrily, his friend Mina closing the door behind him.

“You got a note from the thief and decided to ask (Y/N) first?” Bambam glares at his mother. “When you could have asked us instead? You know how tired she was the last time she helped out.”

“I don’t expect her to agree,” says Julie, “She’s free to say no!”

“You and I both know she can’t say no to helping out.”

Curiosity overwhelms your ill feelings and you tune out their argument to read JB’s note.

I’m to waltz into the Inner Inn at 12 midnight, it reads. With love, JB.

With his usage of ‘waltz,’ he seems like a different person to you. You couldn’t imagine the Jaebeom you know waltzing; you can’t help but think he would prefer something more edgy. For a moment, you wonder if he ever gets bored of the elegant speech he uses for stealing (since he talks so casually to you), then you remember that this wasn’t the Jaebeom you knew. This was JB – elegant and eloquent JB, thief JB.

“Stop arguing!” Mina screams, cutting your through your thoughts and silencing the mother and son. All eyes turn to her. “Instead of fighting, I say we think of a way to catch him.”

“Yeah!” Bambam immediately agrees. “Imagine the fame we’d get if we do!”

“That wasn’t what I meant.”

Julie ignores her son’s comment and turns away from him to you and Mina. “You’re right: we should catch him. But how should we do it?”

“We’ll use the ambush strategy Mark did!” suggest Bambam, energetic and smiling once more. “But we’ll get the entire town to help us this time. Let’s finally put an end to his stealing career!”

You wince at his last statement. The last of Jaebeom you’ve been in contact with may have been cold and uncaring, but he was still Jaebeom. No matter what personal frustration you have for him, you still didn’t want him in jail.

“Are you okay, (Y/N)?”

You snap back to reality once more and find the three of them staring at you with a shared concerned look. Your fear for him going to jail must have shown on your face, so you smile to erase it. “Yeah,” you assure them, “Zoned out for a bit. What were you saying?”

In the corner of your eye, you see the ends of Bambam’s lips turn up a bit, worried expression melting into a softer one.

“I asked if you were in on catching this thief,” she says, and your attention is back on her.

“I also said you don’t have to if you don’t want to or can’t,” your man of interest chimes in, “and that I’ll be with you if you do plan on coming.”

“That’s so sweet of you, Bam,” coos his mom, looking at her son with a surprised yet loving look. He doesn’t take his eyes off you, waiting for you to say something.

“I,” you start before thinking through what you’re going to say again. “I don’t think you would need to do that,” his frowns his confusion and quickly say, “I’m not coming.”

“That’s what you said last time.”

“I mean it this time,” you say, trying to sound firm with your decision – maybe it would convince you too.

Bambam opens his mouth to speak but his mother cuts in, “Well, if you change your mind, I think coming here between 10PM to midnight is the ideal time?”

“It is,” you nod, keeping your eyes on Bambam, “I’ll think about it but I’m quite sure I mean it this time.”

He looks defeated and you offer him a consoling smile. You have a feeling he had wanted to be your hero as a means of winning you over.

“I guess I should get going now,” you tell the little group, “Good luck later.”

You walk away facing them and let out a breath as soon as you’ve shut the door behind you, away from their sight. Suddenly, it was hard to admire the snow-covered town.

Your thoughts were filled with the memories of that night – how he had looked at you, how he had uttered the words ‘you’re amazing,’ how he had walked away, how desperate you had sounded, how he seemed to have softened, only to push you away when you thought you finally had him.

Before you knew it, you had walked to the place of the incident.

The spring was different during the day, mostly because there were a lot of people around. Most of the times you’ve been here before, it had been at night and you were alone. With Jaebeom.

You spot your usual place and stare at it, letting more memories (more positive ones) wash over you.

You remember the corny jokes he had told you, the cheesy pick-up lines he had practiced on you, the stories of himself he’d shared, the little things about him that he was so open about.

You remember his smile, the way his eyes would sparkle before it narrows to two dark lines as his teeth showed. You recall the two moles above his left eye, the ones you always swept his hair away to see, and the mole on the same side of his face. You remember the way he would sit with his knees pulled up to his chest, allowing him to rock back and forth a bit when he laughed and making him look smaller than he is.

Reminiscing on all of this made you miss Jaebeom. A lot.

You miss the way he would look at you while he listens to you talk about how tiring your job is, the small but reassuring smile he would give you after his small encouragements, the way his hair would take the soft breeze and move around a bit, the way he would always be there and waiting for you by the time you arrive. You miss him and his different tones of voice, his openness, his weirdness, his everything.

He didn’t only leave you with a ton of unanswered questions. He also left you feeling empty and longing for him.

As you make your way back to your house, you can’t help but wonder why you were feeling this way. Ever since you had met him at (Y/F/N)’s mansion, you couldn’t get him out of your mind for multiple reasons. You had wanted to see him again after your first encounter, wanted to catch him after your second and then wanted to keep seeing him as friends after your third. You always had a motivation to see him, and most of the time, the motivation was Jaebeom himself.

You were just about to open your door when the answer struck you. Of course.

You liked him.

You felt the same when you were still pining for Bambam. Maybe you’d been subconsciously aware you’ve liked him for some time, but you just didn’t know exactly how much you did, so you paid it no mind. It could be infatuation or full on love, you didn’t know, but you liked him.

A lot.

After your realization that morning, it was impossible to convince yourself to stay at home when you had the chance to see him. 

You leave your house an hour before midnight, trying not to rush or do anything that might portray excitement. To keep yourself busy and to give yourself a motivation to turn back, you think about Bambam.

You couldn’t believe that, after all these years of unrequited love with him, your heart was filled with someone else at the same time he’d decided his heart was for you. It made you quite guilty, thinking about Jaebeom when Bambam was there. The two of you hadn’t added a label to match with your feelings, but you had been acting like you were actually in a relationship, which must be why you were feeling like you were cheating on him.

Which of them was the right person at the wrong time and the wrong person at the right time? Were they even under one of those? You can’t help but wonder.

Your arrival at the Inner Inn pulls you from your thoughts. With a deep breath, you push the door open and enter.

It was empty.

“Hello?” you call out, walking toward the counter and looking around. You ring the bell but, even after a few seconds, no one comes to you.

“THIEF! THIEF!”

The sudden scream had you bolting out of the inn as fast as you can. You stand in the middle of the road, looking around and trying to identify the direction where the scream came from. When you turn front again, a figure was rushing toward you.

“I’m kind of pressed for time tonight,” JB chuckles between pants. “Could you look the other way?”

“Jaebeom,” you breathe out, feeling your heart rate increase.

“WHERE’D HE GO?”

“(Y/N),” he presses, looking back anxiously. His eyes were filled with desperation, waiting for you to say something that’d make him feel safe.

“Oh,” you say, “I never saw you.”

His eyes widen. “Really? You’ll do that for me? Even after-“

“It’s for you,” you say hurriedly, “Of course I will.”

For a second, you’re wondering if he got your message. In the next second, his lips were on yours.

You wanted to hold him and keep him pressed against you. You didn’t want to part from him, you wanted to stay in that moment forever, but you couldn’t freeze time and you couldn’t hold the other villagers off. The second after you connected, he was gone.

You stare off in the direction he went, squinting for one last look but seeing nothing. It was as if he vanished into thin air.

Huh, was all you could think of, so that was what kissing was like.

“(Y/N)!”

You turn and find everyone running up to you – Vana, Ivan, Julie, Mina, Jinyoung, Yeeun, Iyah, Meryll, Mark, (Y/F/N) and … Bambam.

“He slipped right by us!” Mark groans. “We had him!”

“We think he went this way,” Mina says before looking at you questioningly, “Uh, did he?”

You shake your head no even if you were still stuck in the moment that had passed. “He really didn’t?”

“That JB is some fox,” you hear Jinyoung grumble.

“He couldn’t have gotten that far yet,” says Yeeun, “I say let’s split up.”

The rest of them do so without another word. You’re left with Bambam.

“I thought you weren’t coming,” he says, walking over to you with a mixed look of confusion and concern. You couldn’t bear to look at him, not after what just happened. “(Y/N),” he says again. He reaches out to hold you by your sides, but you don’t even let him touch you, and you don’t miss the hurt that passes his face. “What’s wrong?”

“I just wanted to check up on you guys,” you tell him, intentionally referring to them in general and not just him. You knew him well enough to know he’d pick up on that and, when he does, he takes a step away from you.

“Oh,” he says, and you knew something would be off between you from then on. You didn’t know whether to thank his ‘best friend senses’ or feel bad that he has them. He read through you so quickly.

It takes him a few seconds of silence before he whispers, “You know I’ll always support you, right?”

That’s what makes you look up into his eyes – big, beautiful and sparkling like a star at night. There’s fear and hurt flashing through them, but the rest was just … you.

“You’ll keep being my best friend,” he whispers, “no matter what.”

His words made you want to cry. When he takes a step to you and takes your hand, you’re too emotional and focused on trying to suppress your tears to push him away. “We’ll still go through this life hand in hand like we used to,” he continues, “Nothing’s going to change that.”

“Bambam,” you can’t help but say, and your eyes meet with his shining ones. It hurt that the ‘shine’ came from the tears he, too, must be trying to hold in.

In that moment you held eye contact, you got a sense that he knew. He knew things weren’t going to be the same between the two of you starting now, that your relationship wouldn’t continue as it had been for the past few days. Maybe he even knew there was someone else, and he had a good idea who.

You were in his arms before you could even finish any other thought-sentence, and he pulls you closer to him but his hands were gentle on your back. “Thank you,” is what you whisper to him as you bury your face into his chest while he nuzzles his on your shoulder.

“Anything for you.”

You stay like that until you can’t. He has a one-sided smile for you when he pulls away. “I’d like to hear about it one day,” he says, catching you off-guard, “All the details, you know how I like your stories.”

He even sends you a playful wink, and you scoff. “After sharing such an emotional moment, you’re thinking weirdly again?” you ask him in disbelief, and he shrugs with a smile on his face, “Only you, Bam. Only you.”

The two of you start laughing.

“You know,” he says once he’s calmed down, “I’d walk you home but I’m internally still hurt and crying. Would you mind if I sit out on this one?”

You wince but you nod, trying to give him a friendly smile even as the guilt comes crashing back in waves. “I think I can make it home alright.”

“Thanks,” he says. “See ‘ya around, (Y/N).”

With a final pat on your back and a lopsided grin, he jogs away. You watch him until you can’t and then you head back home with your own smile on your face, your heart lighter than it had in a long time.

p r e v i o u s  /  n e x t

[bezgoesboo]

––  m i c   t a p !    “ an’... ohp !  we’re live ! ”    

               r u s t l e   r u s t l e . . .   

“ well, if you’re listenin’, welcome to another episode of witchin’ hour, in which i’ll do a real valiant job of wastin’ your precious time. 

                             we got the tunes, we got the loons, and the night’s fresher                              than a pack of fuckin’ mini mart twinkies. yep. i’m bez.                                                              whaddya say we get jinkie with it ? ”

or, alternatively:  my name is linc, this is bez holmes, and i hope you brought your schnazziest seatbelts ‘cause, oh bud... you’re in for quite the trip.

( timothee chalamet, ghost, he/him & cismale ) is that ( another one bites the dust ) by ( queen ) playing? guess ( killian beelzebub holmes)’s comin’ in hot! heard folks say the ( twenty three ) year old ( local radio host ) was at the thanksgiving fair, ( throwin’ darts at the balloon wall with his buds ) when chaos ensued. during the glitch, ( he was killed by one of his best supernatural pals he was tryin’ to talk down while everyone else was bookin’ it to the woods, but ain’t the faintest clue he’s dead… yikes ).

b a c k g r o u n d    .  .  .

the autumn of 1959 brought the youngest holmes sibling into existence and knocked out their mother in one fell swoop. killian beelzebub holmes was born to mr. holmes and his late wife at precisely 3:33am just before an uncharacteristically frosty dusk.

mrs. holmes chose the name killian long before her second-born ever killed her, so... heh !  joke’s on her !  bez’s pops didn’t have the heart to call him *cough* er, killian, so the family settled for the next best thing so they could still honor his mother’s wishes: beelzebub. except... well. that still was a lil problematic, given the timing of his birth. and callin’ beelzebub on class attendance? not exactly the best look. hence, the nickname bez was born, and he’s been goin’ by it ever since.

bez has an older sister lee and the two are as thick as thieves. growin’ up, they always kept their father on his toes –– wherever the holmes kids go, trouble follows.

mr. holmes served as county sheriff until he was killed by his second wife when bez was 13 and lee was 14. lee went back to art school after the local police department covered up the bear out as a fuckin’ armed robbery gone wrong. lee ‘n bez were sworn to secrecy, but nothin’, not even authoritative men in police badges, can erase the image of stepmonster slashin’ dad to bits and lettin’ him fall face first into a plate of spaghetti.

bez never liked stepmonster to begin with, but killin’ their dad was the kicker. lee returned to art school and bez struggled to keep the peace in the household. the bitch stepped up the loving stepma act until a year later, when she wigged out again ‘n landed him in the hospital for a couple days. after that, lee returned home, ‘n it was officially holmes vs. mama bear.

movin’ out was the dream, but unfortunately, mr. holmes overextended when he bought this nice shiny new house for his new wife ‘n kids; most of his insurance money went to getting the house out from underwater, ‘n the rest went to funeral expenses. so... the kids were kinda stuck with her. still are.

bez never let himself be stupid enough to dream ‘bout leavin’ letum falls. he likes it here. he’s got his people. throughout school, he romped ‘round with the cool kids. hung out with all the supernaturals. in fact, you’d be hard pressed to find bez holmes chillin’ ‘round anyone who’s actually human. contrary to his sister, his father’s death didn’t turn him off from supernaturals –– if anythin’, it made him desperate to prove to himself just what a wildcard stepmonster was.

after high school graduation, bez pestered his way into workin’ at the local radio station. what started as a simple soundboarding gig morphed into hostin’ his very own show, the witchin’ hour, on which he talks about letum falls’ spooky happenings and engages with live callers. he’s got a sleep with me bit –– callers name celebrities, fictional characters, or even existing locals bez has to seduce via song and cheesy pickup lines. basically, the whole show’s a hangout with bez –– more often ‘n not, he’s high as a bird. so the witchin’ hour’s got itself a steady cult of listeners. bez loves every second of it.

he’s got a reputation for bein’ sexually ambiguous. he was outcasted pretty young as bein’ a lil... off? never into sports. liked to paint his nails colors sometimes. borrow lee’s shirts. his dad never raised issue with it, but stepmonster definitely had her reservations. still does. bez holmes is a kid some fathers told their sons to steer clear of. for fear of, bez’ll laugh as he tells ya, spreadin’ it around.

labels are for chumps, he’ll tell ya, mid-cigarette drag. size y’up real good. odds are, if you’re attractive ‘n mysterious in some way, he’ll fuck ya. ( not countin’  six months of abstinence in 1980 when he was convinced everyone he fucked wound up dyin’ two weeks later... there were a string of incidental deaths. but honestly, sometimes ?  he thinks ‘bout it. )

fuckin’ klutz. yeah, he skateboards. yeah, he looks cool doin’ it. yeah, he’ll even wear his shades while he’s doin’ it at night. but surprise him? make him laugh? he’ll trip over his own two feet.

addicted to cinnamon waffles, enough syrup to drown atlantis a second time. he always haunts the local diner. when he’s not there, he’s likely playin’ pinball or skeeball at the local arcade, or slurpin’ down a rootbeer float and annoyin’ the living shit outta earl at the mini mart.

if it’s illegal? sign him up.

he owns a shit ton of thrifted clothes. lots of chunky jackets, v-necks, rings, necklaces. funky pants. he’s recognized around town by his crazy curls. they’re never tame. he’s always lookin’ artfully disheveled. smirkin’. stealin’ looks.

t h e    f a i r     .  .  .

bez was hangin’ out with his supernatural buds ( wanted connections )when all hell broke loose. he was actually makin’ a fool of himself with balloon darts, but he made a ten buck bet he could win a stupid hat.

while everyone else ran, bez tried to talk down one particular friend ( wanted connection ) who was tryna keep themselves from attackin’ him. he got so far as to get ‘em calm, place a hand on their shoulder. lean in to look ‘em in the eye real close. 

“ hey man, hey now. listen. y’don’t gotta do this. killin’ ain’t punk, ‘kay? y’hate blood, hear me? i believe in you, ‘n even though you serve killer looks –– you’re not a killer. ”

even in the face of death, this kid fuckin’ joked around, and... basically this friend slashes his throat and ripped his heart out right after bez managed a hopeful smile. talk ‘bout a magical fuckin’ friendship.

lee and dean hollis took bez’s body with them when they fled the scene.

bez woke up a few days later in the woods near the fairgrounds. he wandered ‘n wandered, almost in a sleep-like trance, ‘til he reached dean’s house. walked in, blinked right at the guy. they exchanged words, albeit bitter ones, before bez left and walked on over to the radio station. did his show like normal, like he’d never even died. no memory of the glitch. no nothin’. 

heads on over to earl’s mini mart like usual. but earl won’t check him out. earl isn’t hearin’ him. so he fuckin’ leaves with a bag of doritos and a big bottle of mountain dew. runs into his boyfriend, xander chapell. all’s fine ‘n well. he’s overjoyed to see the other male. everythin’s normal.

the next mornin’, he slinks home. finds lee cryin’ in her room. pieces it together and thinks it must be dean hollis. must be ‘cause of that asshole.

c u r r e n t l y    .  .  .

ain’t nobody got the heart to tell this poor kid he died. he’s dead. and since he doesn’t know he’s a ghost ?  he thinks wakin’ up near hose weird ass woods, near the fairgrounds ? it’s all a dream. he thinks the worsened insomnia ? ah. that’s just the weather. ‘n when his hand sometimes goes through things ? when people sometimes don’t see him ? some witch is probably havin’ trouble controllin’ their abilities.

stepmomma has a hunch bez’s spirit might be hauntin’ the house. she keeps tryna sage it. tryna figure out what’s gonna help get her stepson to the beyond. ‘cept bez doesn’t know this, and lee’s playin’ damage control.

he’s still so hopelessly in love with xander, but neither of these two goons have actually shared that with one another. it’s all in the looks. the touches. and now... there’s an added bonus that bez is dead –– technically a goner, unless he never resolves whatever’s keepin’ him here. which, y’know. he won’t. ‘cause he’s got no clue.

can he please get a waffle ?  now some of the waitstaff won’t serve him at the diner ! the fuckin’ nerve !  it’s really okay because he’s got duffy ‘n georgia there to help him out. but damn. no one’s ever been this cold ‘cause of his off-color humor before. what’d he do ?  lord knows.

weird shit’s happenin’. people in town are actin’ strange. something’s up. but then again, somethin’ always is. so bez doesn’t mind it. keeps on hummin’ his stupid tunes. carries on with his show. the radio station producers are scared shitless ‘cause like... this dead kid keeps goin’ on the air. what kinda cruel joke is this, huh ?

c u r r e n t     c o n n e c t i o n s  .  .  .

older sister – lee holmes.  the holmes kids are revered and feared. always up to somethin’... tragic, what happened to ‘em, but lordie. that dead sheriff raised some weird kids.

low key love of his life – xander chapelle.  they started dating a few months ago and bez... never... expected... this. he ain’t the feelings type, no sir. but xander lights somethin’ in him. somethin’ new. yeesh. now you’ve got him all fluttery.

chaos crew – maya shen.  partners in crime, in an endless pacman and pinball war. they’ll beat one another’s scores back ‘n forth and back ‘n forth, never ending. bez is fascinated by maya’s family line ‘n all. she’s great to have ‘round, too, when he’s got a hankering for a cig but needs a decent light.

row, row, row your boat the fuck away from me – dean hollis.  dude was pretty cool, ‘til y’know... he fuckin’ dumped his feelin’s on lee and skipped town. yeah, football. yeah, nfl. cool beans, huh? what’d he have to go and fuck with his sister’s heart for? and now that he’s back and lee’s actin’ weird... bez knows he’s the cause of it for sure. and he doesn’t like it one bit.

grew up together – georgia duchannes.  bez, lee, ‘n georgia all grew up peas in a pod. mr. duchannes took over the role as sheriff because he sniffed somethin’ fishy goin’ on in the department and wanted to protect bez ‘n lee. bez gets a real kick outta georgia, ‘n folks even thought he had a crush on her back in the day. which is hilarious. ‘cause everyone ‘n their mother always knew georgia’d end up with vanetten.

the case he’s gonna crack – teejay vanetten.  bez always liked vanetten, thought he was a chill guy, y’know? a lil’ vanilla, but hey. not everyone can be as ace as him. the dude’s always been a lil’ defensive around bez though, ‘cause of georgia. bez thinks it’s funny. plays into it sometimes, just to get a rise outta him. after the glitch, it becomes clear teejay’s goin’ through something not human, so bez is tryna get lee on board to help this guy figure out his shit.

w a n t e d    c o n n e c t i o n s    .

the best supernatural friend who killed him.  bonus points if things get, like. real fuckin’ angsty.

past hookups.  bez has gotten around. guys, gals, non-binary pals. sex is sex.

supernatural kool krew.  this squad has a runs with wolves kinda vibe. bez might be the glue that holds it together. keepin’ up with supernaturals as a human, though? fuckin’ full time job.

avid radio listeners / callers.   i... would love for some routine callers? maybe some peeps he knows from around town who he has ongoin’ banter with on the air?

goofy gays.  all the gay vibes, just... we need a power gay squad mmkay?

enemies.  i’m sure bez is on a lot of people’s shit lists. he speaks his mind. he goes outta his way to be a nuisance. but he’d just find this whole thing abso-fuckin-lutely hilarious.

music jam peeps.  music is a huge part of bez’s everyday life. he listens to bands more than he listens to people. ‘n he dabbles in some musical shit himself. piano, some songwritin’ here ‘n there. nothin’ too major, but it’d be cool to have some pals who also feel as connected to music as him. he does, after all, run a radio show.

post-glitch connections.   dude roams ‘round letum falls a lot now. he did before, too, but maybe there are some people who knew of him but didn’t know him before who’re now startin’ to talk with him? ‘cause they can see he’s a ghost, ‘n they feel bad? i dunno. at this point, bez is startin’ to yammer on ‘n on to whoever’s gonna listen. maybe they just see one another in odd ass places. like earl’s mini mart. or the arcade. or maybe this person’s willin’ to speak to someone for him when they’re doin’ that stupid ass ignorin’ game again.

[guzmas-buggy-boi]

favorite way to spoil their pokemon

Oooo! I like this one! I’m sure Admin Gio and I will have fun writing this headcanon!

Giovanni:

- It’s clear to anyone who has ever interacted with Giovanni knows that he has a favorite child Pokemon, and it’s Persian. 

- This man flat out refuses to let his pretty kitty stay confined within a Pokeball. 

- More often than not, Persian will be at his side or even on his lap, receiving precious ‘srittcha scrattcha time’. 

- Also, since this man is the King of the underground crime syndicate, you know that his Persian will be perched right up there with him, receiving all sorts of lavish gifts. 

- (Really… who needs a diamond-encrusted laser pointer and special dental treats imported from Kalos?)

- If he doesn’t enjoy your company, Giovanni will coax you into playing with his Persian. 

- In layman’s terms: Persian gets to use you as a scratching post if you piss him off.

- In short, Giovanni treats his Persian better than his own son… and that’s sad. (but same)

Silver:

- Silver wasn’t much for showing affection after leaving his father; so in the early stages, he didn’t really spoil his Pokemon.

- Sometimes he would yell at them less or not hit them, but that was it.

- (He’s working through his daddy issues, okay?)

- However, everything changed once enough people told him how much of a twerp he was being.

- After that, he made a conscious effort: he’d give some form of a compliment or two, awkwardly pet his team, and attempt to find their favorite berries.

- Though old habits are hard to break, and he’d go back to yelling and berating once more.

- But he wouldn’t dare to hit them again.

- In the end, his team sees that he’s remorseful in the end and that he’s trying to be a better trainer.

Maxie:

- Though Maxie isn’t the most affectionate towards… well, anyone, he does have a soft spot for his oldest companion, Camerupt.

- Regardless of whether or not he has the time, Maxie will set aside exactly one hour each day to brush and clean his Camerupt.

- (He would also count how many brush stroke and try to maintain a decent average for maximum cleanliness.)

- (Scratch that: he’d hum a tune and make funny little lyrics while his Camerupt huffs in enjoyment.)

- Even when others question him about it, he won’t admit his affections nor favoritism.

- Instead, he’ll just make up an excuse about not wanting to track dirt everywhere.

- But we know the truth, Maxie.

Archie:

- Saying that Archie is loud and obnoxious at times is an understatement; so of course this will spill over to how he’d spoil his main Pokemon: Sharpedo.

- When they’re not venturing the High Seas, he can, and will, wrestle Sharpedo when they’ re both raring to go.

- Also, races and diving competitions is a given.

- (This man is a powerhouse in the water..? Wtf?!?)

- Moreover, when they are on the clock, Archie will find time to let his sharky buddy explore the various bodies of water.

- (One time, he was stupid enough to let Sharpedo swim in the local swimming pool… It wasn’t a good time for anyone: patrons fled, Sharpedo got sick from the chlorine, and Archie got permabanned.)

- Lastly, even though he may seem like Fraternity’s worst nightmare, he still cares about his Pokemon’s oral health, oddly enough?

- ‘We gotta keep yer pearly whites clean, Old Blue!’

Cyrus:

- (I’m not gonna lie, Cyrus threw me a curveball, but Admin Gio narrowly caught it with his teeth.)

- A shock to everyone: Cyrus can actually form an emotional attachment to someone: his Crobat.

- However, because of his stoic attitude paired with his nihilistic viewpoints, it baffles everyone when he calls Crobat into battle.

- Though his ways of affection are unconventional (and nonexistent???), it didn’t stop his previously known Golbat to evolve. (somehow???)

- Anyway, I suppose that the secret about their bond will remain a mystery.

Ghetsis:

- Ghetsis is a garbage human being who doesn’t treat anyone right; this especially rings true for his Pokemon, namely Hydreigon.

- You’d think with his saccharine words about liberation would mean that he has the utmost respect for his partner… but no.

- Daily abuse: crammed into its Pokeball, only to be let out during battles, scolding and harsh punishments if it loses, deprived of basic necessities, you name it.

- The only ‘spoiling’ Hydreigon receives would be a slightly bigger portion of food, but that only happens when he sweeps a team (which given its condition, is r a r e).

- Hell, it even knows f u s t r a t i o n, a move that gets STRONGER when a Pokemon HATES their trainer.

- (And he calls N ‘the freak without a human heart’…)

N:

- ‘Wait.. whats spoiling?’

- The pure cinnamon roll that is N doesn’t ’spoil’ his friends…

- He l o v e s his friends.

- All of his Pokemon are, quite literally, members of his family: each and every one of them has special quirks and personalities, which N uses to figure out what they like to do.

- For instance, Zoroark, who’s like a brother to N, loves sweet foods and to get its long, red fur brushed.

- So, N will personally make sure his brother has enough treats and will take the time to detangle Zoroark’s fur.

- (Sometimes, he’ll even braid it!)

- Overall, N is such a giver to his Pokemon friends!

- (But… he needs to learn the word no at some point….)

Lysandre:

- Lysandre is all about that aesthetic, and so is his Pyroar.

- This boy will spend HOURS grooming his beautiful fur baby: we’re talking about brushing, clipping nails, picking boogers, flossing teeth, EVERY. LITTLE. THING.

- In turn, he also spends an equal amount of time grooming himself (same routine, of course).

- It’s all worth it, though, because they end up looking like brothers of the same majestic Pride.

- Also, forget about such childish things as toys and scratching posts: Pyroar is too regal for such commoner filth.

- (It would much rather spend its time sat alongside Lysandre, overlooking the petty nuances of daily life.)

Lusamine:

- Like Lysandre, Lusamine is all about that a e s t h e t i c, and how she.. 

- spoils her Pokemon… 

- reflects that….

-……..

- Okay, she freezes the Pokemon that she deems ‘perfect’.

- (It’s not ideal, but hey! Love comes in many forms…. I guess?)

Guzma:

- Guzma is like an older brother to many; and to his Pokemon, he’s basically a devoted father.

- He makes sure each and every one of his Pokemon feel wanted and deserving of love in the form of making them cheesy Christmas sweaters (its a tradition) and home cooked food.

- If any of his Pokemon get into a scuffle alongside him, you know Guzma’s going to be treating their injuries first, no matter how insignificant it is.

- He has personally raised all of his beloved buggy bois from when they were hatchlings, so he knows them like the back of his hand.

- Take his relationship with Golispod, for example: those two are like two peas in a (Golis)pod!

- (Hell, Golispod’s the one that came up with the signature Team Skull hand signs, yo!)

- In short, Guzma is a dork and we all love him.

[sunnybimbo]

New Year’s Wrap Up

i was literally just thinking about this and surprise!! boss has got me covered 

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Howling Heart (2553 words)

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the notion of the idea of waiting for you (3242 words)

Fall In (2000 words)

catching your light in my palms (2891 words)

Total Fics: 23 (excluding spice fics which raise it to 31) Total Words: 93,128

(read more bc s u p e r l o n g p o s t)

Ship/character breakdown: Ship breakdown:

Heith - 8 Fics Shunk - 6 Fics Sheith - 2 Fics and the rest have less than one fic attached, or are gen <3

Character breakdown:

Hunk - 20 Shiro - 15 Keith - 14 (w/ Kosmo at a solid 4 appearances yeet) Lance - 7 Pidge - 5 Allura - 3 Lotor - 2 Coran - 2 and special shoutout to Kolivan @ 2 as well

Characters that had the main focus: u already know it,,,,,,, 💛

Specifics:

Best/worst title? Best title:  i really can’t decide between: ‘the heart speaks in whiskers’ vs ‘blueberry and dandelions’ so take both Worst title: Dearly Beloved,,,,,,, i could’ve gone WAY cheesy

Best/worst first line?

best (Dreaming)

“You don’t have to do this.” Pidge says to him, just as the dawn begins to settle. He’s surrounded by faceless people, or atleast it feels that way with how little they look at him, so he focuses on nothing but her. Heavy makeup is traced across his eyelids, golden lines echoing the whisper of sun beams that paint his skin.

i love,,,,, yellow imagery in my fics,,,,,,, sue me 

also hidge friendship! yeah!!!

worst (Molten Gold): 

Lotor falls for the boy in yellow before he realizes it even happens.

just because i Remember not being able to think of anything more interesting to start with so i just slapped that on

Best/worst last line?

i waver so much but FINAL ANSWER:

i have TWO best ones, though.

(Dreaming): 

And Shiro is a greedy god, a selfish god, a lonely god. But forever and always would he be a kind one.

(Pas de Deux, adagio)

It feels the exact same way about two months later, — sending a current of pleasant electricity thrumming through him, until his fingertips tingle and his heart soars— when Hunk proposes in the very pasture they'd met in. Keith, if it isn't obvious by the way he smooches Hunk silly, says yes.  

And they lived happily ever after.

everytime i think about this fic i always wanna write a million and one words about it

worst (weathered):

They didn’t say anymore words, but the love (not to mention, the unadulterated mitigation of their combined grief) still nestled its way to his heart. There would never be enough time to describe how happy he was to see them again. And he knew that (and maybe he always knew) despite everything, here in his mama’s arms with his brothers and the familiar smell of grass and ocean, would always be his home.

only because it’s s o l o n g and kinda confusing to read

General questions:

Looking back, did you write more fics than you thought you would this year, less than you thought, or about what you predicted?

I wrote a bunch less than last year, but this year was OOF so I didn’t do as much (93k vs last years 200+k ;w;)

although this IS disregarding my spice fics where i wrote almost 38k so,,, i didn’t do TOO terribly :D

What pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you would never have predicted last year? spice: hunk/sendak......

but other than that, i’ve really stuck to heith/shunk! What’s your favorite story this year? Not the most popular, but the one that makes you the happiest.

Familiar Faces is by far my favorite of the year.  It was fun, it was kooky, it was funny, it was dramatic.  Structurally it was among the most challenging (Two chapters happen simultaneously and that had to be plotted out well).  Also, it was just super fun to work with Velkyn!

Okay, NOW your most popular story.

By kudos, Coming Through the Noise.  Which is cool!  I’d never seen a Gen truth serum fic before, and it was extra fun for a very reserved character like Shiro. Story most underappreciated by the universe? Unrelenting, probably.  It’s all about the nature of being a Hufflepuff from Hunk’s POV, so I get why it doesn’t get a big audience.  But I love it.  Puffs need more love :( Story that could have been better? I like Shackles on my Wings, but it probably could have done with an extra polish (most things I write could tbh) Sexiest story?

DEFINITELY on my mind over @ my horni write write

Saddest story? god.... Silence is Golden for sure,,,,, (tw for torture/whump/i guess mild gore???)

Most fun? Pas de Deux, adagio,,,,,, i love myself some fairy tale (*cough* barbie* cough) crossovers.

Story with single sweetest moment?

i really gotta go with Pas de Deux again

"I'll be fine." Keith says as he pulls away. "Tonight isn't about this. Let's... let's dance. I've never danced before."

"Really?" Then, realizing that no, Keith probably would have never gotten the opportunity, Hunk stands and offers his elbow to him. "Well, I'm obligated to show you the best time of your life now."

They don't head towards the ballroom. Instead, they skirt around the edges of the castle until they find a window, left ajar just enough so that they can hear the music loud and clear.

Hunk offers his hand, and Keith lets his drop in his large palm. He's gathered up, then, with one arm around his waist, and it takes a bit of ushering from Hunk for him to catch the rhythm. Keith stumbles over his own feet more than once, caught between looking down at the motions and up at Hunk's face.

In the end, Hunk lifts him just a few inches up and lets him rest on the tip of his boots so that he can dance them around without having to worry about stepping on Keith's toes. He isn't wearing shoes, after all.

They dance until the song changes twice, and Keith finds himself pressing an ear against Hunk's heart, basking in the steady beat for as long as he's allowed. Every so often, Hunk will hum to the tune and the vibrations will course straight through Keith's body, like light through a rainbow prism.

Keith was right when he'd assumed that his dress would be fun to twirl in. The fabric is kind against his skin as it flips this way and that, but Hunk’s touch against his back is even kinder.

Hardest story to write?

All We Need, because i was at a r e a l l y bad place when i tried to tame that beast, but i’m so proud of how it turned out, and also i’d probably do anything for peach c’:

Easiest/most fun story to write?

left in the dust flowed out of me like water out of a spout,,,, it was Magical

Did any stories shift your perceptions of the characters?

mmmm i don’t think so? All We Need made me more conscientious of canon characterization, but by like maybe 10% asljhadl

Most overdue story?

dude..... All We Need, again. peachie was so patient and kind while it took me like 80 years ;w; 

Did you take any writing risks this year? What did you learn from them?

i tried to be more Flowy n Metaphorical in my writing because i love that shit, and i think it’s going pretty well. i lost my touch somewhere around the end of summer for a bit, bc again i was having some Fucky moments, but overall i think i’m doing alright!!!! 

What are your fic writing goals for next year?

i have a couple long fic ideas i want to do!!! which i totally don’t mind talking about if anyone happens to be a little curious. one is an arriety au (bc i’ve never read the borrowers) and the other is that one old west au i literally never shut up about. 

there’s another one i’m iffy about where it’s basically shunk in Therapy together yayyyyyy, but we’ll see if that one stays dead

but overall: my biggest goal is to write more longfics for rarepairs!!! also more things w/ women bc i’ve really been slacking on that end. 

also maybe something for she-ra? i wrote down a couple ideas the other day that i’d love to explore

✍️ wish me luck!!!

tagging: 

@grassepi @drdone @ironinkpen @darlingaces @tootsonnewts @oops-i-accidentally @dansantsouslalune @sakura-daydream @call-me-kaii @maternalcube @turtlelady17 

plus anyone else who sees this that wants to do this!!!! i always forget people for these things

[astridxreyes]

W H O    A R E    Y O U?

ASTRID REYES

AGE: 28 APPEARANCE: Astrid rarely wears makeup and, when she does, she wears a bare face kind of "no makeup" makeup look. She likes fashion and likes experimenting with clothes, but often is seen in more plain jane clothes in an attempt to blend in (ex. t-shirt, jeans , sweaters, white sneakers). GLASSES/CONTACTS? She has glasses that she occasionally wears, but only to help her blend in as a "human" who needs reading glasses. TATTOOS? She has a matching tattoo with her friend Liv (who she accidentally turned into a harpy) that says "to infinity" across her rib cage (here); A couple of watercolored little birds on her right collar bone (here); stay gold tattooed across her left wrist (here); a tattoo that says 'but without the dark, we'd never see the stars' on her left upper thigh (here); a little anchor on the back of her neck (here); and a little elephant on the back of her ankle (here). SCARS OR BIRTHMARKS? Astrid has a couple different scars on her body. She has some scars on her hips and her wrists from TW: self harm; Her left wing doesn't tilt exactly right and a has a scar across from it; she has a tiny little scar that can barely be seen across her right temple. RICH OR POOR? Astrid grew up in poverty and although her adopted family is very wealthy, she lives a lower middle class lifestyle not wanting to borrow money from them. SPECIFIC TICK OR MANNERISM? She fidgets with her hair when she's nervous, often switching up her part from one side to the other or fidgeting with the hem of her skirt or shirt as she talks to people; she also has a tendency to rock back and forth slightly on the balls of her heels and nibble on her bottom lip.

P E R S O N A L I T Y ?

What is your idea of perfect happiness? 

“I don’t really know if I believe in perfect happiness anymore, but I guess if I had to pick I’d say that moment when I just forget where I am. When the world around me fades away and I just can exist without the past or... fear of the future.” If she had to pick a specific moment, she knew it would have been when she was flying, high above the trees, far away from any source of people whom she could hurt, where she could just sing to her hearts content, letting the wind kiss her cheeks.

What is your greatest fear? 

Being found out, being sent to prison or even worse, transferred. I’d be lying if I said it didn’t scare the shit out of me, excuse my language, to be sent somewhere- anywhere- away. But, I think the part of me that scares me more is what would happen to my family- the Reyes who took me in when they didn’t have to- and my friends like Liv. I did this to her, I scratched her. I turned her. I ruined her life and, because of me, she might end up spending the rest of it behind bars. And Damien- he already lost so much. I wonder if he’d even look at me again if I ruined what was left of his family, Astrid couldn’t help but think. But, she wouldn’t ever dare mutter it out loud.

What is your biggest pet peeve or trait you deplore in yourself? 

“There’s kind of too many to list. But, I guess if I had to pick I’d say just not feeling able to be myself? Or even really knowing who I am? I sometimes see other people around my ages, fooling around laughing and letting loose. You know, those people who are the focus of every group they’re apart of, who make you laugh out loud and are just magnetic? Those people who everyone can’t help but be drawn to? I see them and I get jealous, so freaking jealous, because I can never be like that. And it’s not just because-” Because she was undeclared. “I just- sometimes I feel like I’m drowning in my own body. In my own skin. Like no matter who I’m around or what I do, I’m on edge and petrified of being myself, of letting people in, of getting hurt again, of having someone take something of mine that wasn’t theirs to take. I hate that I don’t feel safe, that I haven’t felt safe since I was like 10 years old and will probably never feel safe again and- and I hate when I look at these bright amazing people, I know deep down that I’m not one of them and I probably never will be, I guess...”

What is your biggest pet peeve or trait you deplore in others? 

“I don’t know? I don’t really know if there is one. But, maybe being entitled? Those people who feel like the world belongs to them and everything is for their taking even if it’s not?”

Which living person do you most admire? 

“I have two. My mom and dad. My adopted mom and dad. They took me in and gave me everything. Not just a home, but a family even if it was far from easy. They’re kind of the coolest people in the world and I don’t know what I’d do without them.”

Which living person do you most despise? 

“I don’t know if he’s alive anymore, but...” Charlie...

What is your greatest extravagance?

“College? I only went for a year and a half before it was just too much to keep paying for on my own, but it’s definitely the most I’ve probably ever spent on anything.”

What do you consider the most overrated virtue? 

“Maybe faith? I don’t just mean in the ‘higher power’ sense. I mean just hope. Believing that everything is going to be okay, even if the world is falling apart at the seams?”

On what occasion do you lie? 

“I kind of lie everyday, now-a-days. About who I am? Where I came from? But, I guess I lie the most when I tell people ‘I’m fine’.”

“What is the quality you like most in a significant other?

“Optimism? Or maybe humor? If someone can make me smile or let my walls down, they’re a-okay in my book.”

 Do you have a catchphrase? Which words or phrases do you most overuse? 

“Maybe ‘Gosh Darn it?’”

Who or what is the greatest love in your life? 

“Fiyero Tigelaar. And if you know who that is, then you probably know why.” She’s a little theater nerd and fell in love with singing and the stage.

When and where were you happiest? 

“The first time I flew across the lake. I kind of had a whole Harry Potter riding a hippogriff, moment. It’s was pretty awesome.”

Which talent would you most like to have?

“Shapeshifting would be pretty cool, but I’d settle on getting over my stage fright?” Or singing without the possibility of accidentally paralyzing someone or knocking them out... Kind of puts a damper on being a broadway star and all.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? 

Being Declared without having to go to jail, would be pretty cool? She couldn’t help, but think.

If you could pick up and go anywhere, where would you most like to live? 

“Just get me anywhere in Europe with a backpack and I’ll be happy.”

What is your most treasured possession? 

“My Hello Kitty backpack. It’s silly and cheesy, but it’s all I’ve got from before I ran away, so...”

What do you value most in your friends?

“Faith, trust, and I have yet to find someone with pixie dust, but that would be cool too.”

Who is your hero of fiction? 

“Elle Woods. She got into Harvard. You know, not like it’s hard or anything.”

What historical figure do you most identify with? 

“Amelia Earheart. She was the first female aviator to fly solo across the Atlantic Ocean and she just never let anything hold her back. I don’t know if I’m anything like her, but I want to be.”

What is your greatest regret? 

“Not getting out fast enough when Charlie... when I was turned.”

What is your life’s motto?

“If you’ve seen Warm bodies-”

Would you describe yourself as being an optimist or a pessimist?

“Optimist. I’d say I’m a glass half full type of person, but I drink water too fast to have half of anything left.”

Introvert or Extrovert? 

“Introvert aka a not so closeted loner... I really should get that on a t-shirt.”

How do you hope others will see you? 

“Hooman?”

How are you seen by others currently? 

“Nice? Which I kind of hate by the way. I mean being nice is great and all. At least, I’m not the devil or anything, even if our pastor might disagree if he-” learned the truth. “But, in my experience, nice is kind of the go-to-word to describe someone you know nothing about.”

How do you see yourself? 

“Like Tracey Turnblad shoved inside a scrappy filipina body.”

How do you react to praise? 

“Last time someone complimented me, I’m pretty sure I flailed my arms and made a sound that could best be described as an awkward dinosaur noise? So not great.”

How do you react to criticism? 

“I thrive in it. My self-esteem loves being taken down a notch. But, in all seriousness, I try to prove them wrong and often end up doing something I’ll probably regret like doing a weird rollerblade dance routine to Stayin’ Alive. Clearly, one of my finer moments.”

Do you often make snap judgements or take time to consider? 

“I’d like to think I’m a rational thinker, but... did I mention the Staying’ Alive boogy dance? On Roller blades?”

Do you think you lead more with your head or your heart? 

“Bu-dum, bu-dum, bu-dum...  I was trying to make a heart sound and the second I did, I instantly regretted it.”

When was the last time you cried? 

“When half of the ice cream in my cone fell on the ground. What? It was a very traumatic experience.” Even, though she knew it was actually when her parents asked her if they could adopt her. Happy tears.

What is your guilty pleasure? 

“The Bachelor franchise. It’s like watching a car crash. It’s horrifying, but you can’t look away. That or singing to show tunes in my car at the top of my lungs when no one’s watching or sitting in the taco ball parking lot eating a quesarito while... also listening to showtunes. And then I end up ordering dominos and make the deliver guy knock on my window like I’m doing some shady drug deal when in actually it’s just for cookie brownies and those parmesan bread knots... I have a lot of guilty pleasures.”

When was the last time you showered? 

“This morning and every morning like a hygienic person?”

Are you the type of person who talks in the movie theater? 

“No. Unless it’s a horror movie. Then, you’ll find me curled up in my chair, peaking through the cracks in my fingers covering my eyes, screaming at the characters not to go in the room and asking them why in the world they’d be asking if anyone’s home when they hear a creepy noise upstairs, as if the killer is just going to respond with ‘oh hi love! I’m just making myself a sandwich. But, don’t worry. I’ll be down in a giffy to kill ya.’”

Are you more of an indoor cat or an outdoor bird? 

“I'm more than a bird, I'm more than a plane-” (Cue Five for Fighting - Superman) She’s an outdoor person.

Are you a fan of Harry Potter and, if so, what would be your Hogwarts house? 

“Honey badgers don’t care.” She’s a huge Harry Potter fan and a Hufflepuff all the way.

Do you like superheroes and, if so, which character is your favorite? DC or Marvel? 

“Yes! And Kitty Pryde aka Shadowcat.”

Did you used to play Pokemon? And if so, what be your starter Pokemon? 

“Yes! And in the versions I’ve played, Squirtle and Piplup.”

Star Wars or Star Trek? Or neither?

“Both?”

If you were in the Hunger Games, what would be your game plan? 

“Hide?” Hide until I get caught and then fly up real high or sing until anyone who tried to attack me gets stunned so that I can escape?

If the zombie apocalypse happened today, how would you defend yourself?

“I’m a goner anyways, so...” ZOMBIE HARPY HERE I COME!

What’s the first thing you do when you’re home alone?

“Slide across the floor like I’m Tom Cruise in Risky Business while singing ‘What Dreams are Made Of’ into a hairbrush like Hillary Duff.”

What is the most overplayed song you listen to? 

“Defying Gravity or Satisfied. Can you tell I used to be a theater kid in High School?”

Do you believe in a thing called love?  (cue the Darkness song…) 

“I believe in a thing called love Just listen to the rhythm of my heart There's a chance we could make it now We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down I believe in a thing called love Ooh!...

too much?”

Do you believe in love at first sight? 

“No. I believe in lust at first sight, but when you think about the cliche disney fall in love moments- Prince Charming couldn’t even recognize Cinderella when she didn’t have a big ball gown on and, in Snow White, which also was Prince Charming funny enough... he was kind of a stalker and necrophiliac? And yeah... I don’t know if I want that personally.”

If you could travel to any period in time, future or past, where would it be? 

“I’m kind of happy now, to be honest. Even though I wouldn’t mind reliving the early 2000′s again?”

Have you committed a crime? 

“Who? Me? Nooooo.... Never....” I’m literally undeclared so... you do the math?

If you could commit a crime and get away with it, what would it be? 

I’d like to continue being undeclared without being caught, thank you very much.

If you found yourself trapped in an elevator with a group of strangers, what would be the first thing you’d do? 

“Panic? I’ve seen Tower of Terror and I have no want to be the little girl in that movie.”

[hufflepuffthor]

Please just give us more lizmj headcanons! What happens after the dance!! What’s their first kiss like!!! What kind of couple are they!!! Ahhh!!!!

yes of course!! ask 4 the Gay n i’ll deliver (even if it’s really late)

their first kiss is 100% on impulse n 100% was nOT expected

they just won an academic decathlon thing n everyone’s running on adrenaline and everyone’s cheering and hugging and flash is brandishing the trophy and hogging it and ned n peter r hopping up and down

and mj n liz try to go in for a hug at the same time but you know everyone’s just smooshed together n they can barely see shit and their vision is still blurred from those happy First Place Tears

and their faces just kinda collide

at first it’s really sloppy n mj is closer to the corners of liz’s mouth, at the crinkles of her smile, instead of her actual lips

but they both realize what’s happening or what’s about to happen n they move their faces n their LIPS R TOUCHING WOOOO (that wasn’t so hard right)

and they basically pull apart n liz’s brown lipstick transferred to mj’s mouth n she jokes around like, “wow i thought this was a matte lipstick, it’s supposed to be kiss-proof” n mj’s like shrugging “all or nothing ig”

so yeah that’s the story of their first kiss!!

oh and btw… they make a G R E A T COUPLE

they’re both super smart, formidable in their own rights (but where liz is sort of a cincinnatus-like figure in which she rules with an iron first but it’s a Kind One, mj is more terrifying and u will wither at the sight of her glare, even if it isn’t aimed at u)

they make such supportive girlfriends!!! they’re not an overly cheesy couple bc mj just isn’t like that, but they enjoy each other’s company so much and they’re very in tune w the other and everyone thinks they’re super cute n they have so many inside jokes it’s Great

mj takes liz to protests and pride and shares her books (liz is the only person who can interact with her when she’s reading w/o getting stabbed ok)

sometimes they have meaningful conversations about race and class and ethics, but yanno sometimes they’re just like: “do you think pigeons have feelings?” “go the fuck to sleep” (u can pick who says what lmao)

[mxitre-a]

tagged by: no one but let's just say humcne tagging: literally anyone who wants to do this

a. age: 17 haha I'm almost an adult and I'm already dying b. birthplace: hell c. current time: like 4 in the afternoon d. drink you had last: water e. easiest person(s) to talk to: on the tumblr it's probably eli but then like two irl friends f. favorite song: rn it's that song they play in teen wolf while cora is working out soooo h. horror yes or horror no: HORROR MOVIE YES ! ESPECIALLY THE CHEESY ONES !!!! i. in love ?: haha never nice try j. jealous of people: sorta ? I guess ?? it's only for like two hours and then it's gone ?? k. killed someone: nah that's an illegal activity l. love at first sight or should i walk by again ?: neither m. middle name: the initial a n. number of siblings: one older & two younger o. one wish: get a job that I do well in & actually enjoy to make money q. question you’re always asked: I dunno ? why are you so quiet all the time ? or something like that ? r. reason to smile: puppies, kittens, eli, those two friends mentioned s. song you sang last: it's been way too long to remember that, I sing lil tunes though so ? t. top 3 fictional characters: beast boy, scott mccall, ravi chakrabarti ! u. underwear color: blue v. vacation: nah w. when’s your birthday: s o o n x. x-rays: I've had a few and honestly don't remember so ? I know I got x-rays for my nose and one for my shoulder y. your favorite food: pineapple z. zodiac sign: scorpio

[spookysummersmores]

A-Z Meme

Tagged by @artsymeeshee! Sorry for taking so long to finish this, but thanks so much for tagging me! ;w; *hugs*

a - age: 19

b - biggest fear: Main one is losing family members. I tend to worry about the deaths of others...a lot. And my own death, too. So I guess death in general is another fear of mine. Spiders, bees, and centipedes are big ones; I have SEVERE arachnophobia. There are others. Overall, I'm just...a very anxious person. jaskkssmfm

c - current time: 5:25pm

d - drink you last had: Dr. Pepper. God, I love that stuff. xD

e - every day starts with: Cereal and a few YouTube videos. Then, I go get changed and do my hair, and I either get a head start on my chores or work on a project of some sort. ^-^

f - favorite song: Aaaaah...man, it's hard to pick just one. It often changes because I love so many different individual songs and artists. Right now...I'd have to say my favorite song is Rise by Skillet. It's a song speaking out against the violence and terror that's taken over the modern world. It's about 'rising in revolution' and doing something to change our world for the better. The ending is chilling, HEARTBREAKING...but it REALLY drives the point home. Overall, the song is amazing. ❤

g - ghosts, are they real: YES. Without a SHADOW of a doubt. I have had too many bizarre experiences; I'd be lying through my teeth if I said I didn't believe. 👻

h - hometown: I'm a Pennsylvania girl. That's as much information as you're getting. xP

i - in love with: I'm not involved with anyone romantically right now. But in terms of PLATONIC love? My family - mom, dad, brother, grandma, family friends, cats - and all of my friends - Kaylee, Dania, Dylan, Julie, Jordan, Cosette, Puella, David, MeeShee...countless others. All of you. 💗💛💚💙💜

j - jealous of: Ooooh...I don't know. I don't really think I'm jealous of anyone in particular at the moment...

k - killed someone: WTF? NO? WHY WOULD I EVER?! xDD

l - last time you cried: I teared up a bit last night while writing a new post for the RP thread @aliiienation and I are working on...💔

m - middle name: Dawn

n - number of siblings: Just one. My little bro, who's 13 now and not so little anymore. In fact, he's taller than me...xD

o - one wish: I have to pick just one? Alright...for the world to be healed. For all the senseless violence and hatred to STOP. THAT'S my main wish right now.

p - person you last called/texted: Ooh...I think @thomas5253 (for some reason, Tumblr won't let me tag you; sorry, dude!)...? Either Thomas or @ichipine. :P

q - questions you’re always asked: "What are you watching?" "Where did you go?" And the question I'm asked most frequently..."Why are you so short?" xD

r - reasons to smile: My family and friends, my favorite cartoons - Gravity Falls, Invader ZIM, SpongeBob, Wander Over Yonder, Star vs. the Forces of Evil, Villainous, etc. - various other cartoons, anything Disney, drawing, plushie making. good music, good books, good poetry, cosplay, videogames, arts and crafts, silly memes, starry nights, walks through the forest, rainy days, sunsets over the lake, autumn leaves, campfires, S'mores (I might have a thing about campfires and S'mores, in case my URL doesn't give that away...xD), pizza, pasta, ice cream, gummy bears, Fun Dip, sweet potatoes, corn, all things pumpkin, glitter, pastel colors, sprinkles, Halloween, plushies, cats, owls, pigs, penguins, dogs, moose...I could go on and on. I'm a very lucky girl. 😊

s - song last sang: Oh, God...well, I was watching videos of InvaderCON panels yesterday, and I ended up getting this little song stuck in my head...see, at one Q&A panel, Richard Horvitz pulled out a ukulele and began singing about Pustulio...to the tune of 'Rainbow Connection'. So, last night, while doing the dishes, I kept singing, 🎵 'Why are...there so many...zits...on my face?' 🎵 THANKS, RICHARD...xD (I love Richard Horvitz. omg)

t - time you woke up: Um...about half past noon, I think? It's a holiday; I slept in. 😝

u - underwear color: ...Why do you need to know...? xDD

v - vacation destination: DISNEY WORLD 💞

w - worst habit: Biting my nails and forgetting to finish my chores. Oh, and not drinking enough. (Period. Like, not just 'not drinking enough water'; no, half the time, I forget to keep drinks by me while I'm working. I'm working on that, though. xD)

x - x-rays you’ve had: Hmmm...the only X-rays that come to mind are ones I've had done of my teeth. (I've had fillings and oral surgery done in the past. I also need braces. ahsjnsk)

y - your favorite food: ...Think I listed most of them in the 'reasons to smile' section, actually! But in all honesty...those aside...practically anything my mom makes. I LOVE her macaroni and cheese and the various cheesy casseroles she makes; they are ADDICTIVE. 👌

z - zodiac sign: ♎

Hmmm...this time, I'll tag @citrusstorm, @ichipine, @a-million-chromatic-dreams, @puellamagialexmagica1993, @brighteronthesunnyside, @fried-demon-potato, @silver-stargazing, @oopsghostpants, @ceslatoil, and @ocddipper! And as always, anyone I didn't tag is more than welcome to steal this. owo

[narryschonceaf]

I was tagged by @thisoneforthemcurls​ Thanks, bear!

Nickname: Court, Courny, Courty, and Stewart Height: 5'4? I think? Last thing I googled: Embroidery tools Fav music artist: Not to be predictable but, Harry and Niall, obviously. Song stuck in my head: Nothing really. My mind is kind of hopping between a bunch of different songs right now. Last movie I watched: Cinderella Man Last TV show I watched: Fresh Prince of Bel Air What are you wearing right now: Tank top, shorts, and a cardigan. When did you create your blog: December 2015 I think? What kind of stuff do I post: Niall and Harry with the very rare Liam and Louis.  Do you have any other blog: One, but I never use it. Hopefully one day I’ll get back to it.  Do you get asks regularly: No ☹️ I swear I don't bite, guys. Why did you choose your url: I couldn’t think of anything so my cousin suggested it. Also, Narry for life.  Gender: Female Hogwarts house: Hufflepuff  Pokémon team: Literally no idea. Average hours of sleep: 6 seems like a pretty safe number to say. Fav characters: Still Warner from Shatter Me lol. How many blankets do you sleep with: One Dream job: Who freaking knows. ——————————————————————

A - age: 18 B - birthplace: Florida C - current time: 1:31 A.M. D - drink you had last: Water E - easiest person to talk to: @thisoneforthemcurls​ you da bomb.com 🤗 F - favourite song: I know it’s something from Harry’s album, but I can’t decide which one. G - grossest memory: One time my brother puked in the pocket of a car seat and it froze… looking back that seems pretty groddy (I was too young to bother with it so I wasn’t grossed out then but…)  H - horror yes or no: As long as it’s not like demon possession and just good old fashion serial killer stuff, then yeah.   I - in love: Every time I look in the mirror… LOL jk jk J - jealous of people: Nope K - killed someone: No, but I like that you think I’d say even if I had. L - love at first sight or should i walk past again: Knowing me, I’d have to walk past them 20 times. M - middle name: I think I’m still keeping that to myself. N - number of siblings: 2 O - one wish: Not to be cheesy, but world peace ✌️  P - person I last called: My mom (she had lost her phone) Q - question you’re always asked: How’s school? R - reason to smile: Niall and Harry are out there in the world. S - song you last sang: Slow Hands because it’s a freaking tune! T - time you woke up: I wake up like 3 or 4 times every morning so… I don’t really know. U - underwear color: Grey V - vacation: Europe W - worst habit: Don’t really have any to be honest. X - x-rays: Spine Y - your favourite food: You can never go wrong with a hotdog.  Z - zodiac sign: Aquarius 

Honestly have no idea who has done this so sorry in advance if you’ve already been tagged. 

I tag: @niallandharrymakemestrong @roseonhissleeve @1989rosesxx @narrytheyfit @irish-nlessing @wdmsusie @lucyvanpelt78

[ultrasynth]

F I F T Y  E I G H T

A S C E R T A I N M E N T :  Alice Glass

[CW: Discussion of abuse]

The debut Crystal Castles album is really quite something; some certainly find it too intense and Avant Garde but it will absolutely grow on you if you let it. As much as the excruciatingly unique glitchy synth makes the album stand out, it’s Alice’s vocals which make it unforgettable. Crystal Castles’ second album brings even more horrific distortion in addition to a decent number of average-human-consumable singles, notably Baptism. Take a listen to (II) by Crystal Castles!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IQhKZjbYsLw

I will also share the music video for Baptism. I think it gives an excellent view into the level of weirdness the duo were consistently able to evoke. The song has some sort of a dark goth-rave energy which is just utterly delightful.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vStjmYxetY0

I have another article to share. This one is… unfortunately of a largely different tone than the last. Likely due to the recently-skyrocketed fame of the duo, the interviewer here tries to be extremely apologetic to Ethan’s awful temperament, insisting that he is “an extremely nice chap”. I’m not sure if I buy that the interviewer actually believes this; Ethan is portrayed quite in the body of the text. Even so, skimming over the article paints a grotesquely positive picture of the man. I’ll share the whole article below, but please note the following anecdote Ethan shared about his bandmate and girlfriend who he first met at the age of 15:

“"She was getting high all summer," Kath laughs. "I found her on the street; she was higher than anyone I've ever seen in my life." It's worth pointing out that, at the time, he was in a band with a heroin addict. As a child Glass had been a real loner: someone who sat in the corner of her room and wrote "cheesy" poetry, who ran away from home at 14. When she began recording with Kath she was just 17, had shaved off half of her hair and completed her look with a filthy eye-patch.”

https://www.theguardian.com/music/2010/may/22/crystal-castles-guardian-interview

Also, Alice started recording with Ethan when she was 15 not 17; what a curious misrepresentation of the facts. 

Less repugnant and more historically curious is that in 2010 the interviewer referred to their music as “Chiptune”. Indeed, I suppose at the time the video game-y synth wasn’t well known to the mainstream but it is almost laughable to conflate the glitchy hell-sounds of Crystal Castles with the clean windy melodies of what the Chiptune monicker contemporarily entails.

Tomorrow we have what is probably my favorite of all time album to listen to; stay tuned!

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