#I'm going to bold my favourites as I listen

[inuyashaluver]

I love jealous fanfic, so right now, I'm obsessed with Felicitas Rauch right, and you and her go out on a date and the waiter is flitting with you and ask you questions and all that stuff and at the end of the night woth felicitas get quite angry, that waiter ask you out and you can do that every with the ending but I think it would be quite funny. Thank you, and I love your work ❤️

the waiter - felicitas rauch

felicitas rauch x reader

description: in which your girlfriend takes you out to dinner on your anniversary and the waiter seems to take an interest in you

warnings: swearing, suggestive, german in bold italics!

a/n: hiya!! thanks so much for the love and request, hope you enjoy ❤️❤️

⋆ ★ ⋆ ★ ⋆ ★ ⋆ ★ ⋆

you and your girlfriend, felicitas are very much enamoured with each other. everyone knew it, as did you and your girlfriend.

you two had been together for over 5 years, living together in germany absolutely smitten for each other.

—

you’re a sports journalist, having made the big move to germany from australia about 6 years ago. you had been learning german for a large portion of your life, you were relatively fluent but it still made you extremely nervous to interview people in their native tongues.

it was after a loss for wolfsburg that you and felicitas laid eyes on each other for the first time. she always dreaded interviews after defeat, she rolled her eyes when she got pulled for media.

but when she saw your pretty face on the pitch nervously shifting your weight between your feet, she perked up. she was excited, but you were a little tense, especially when you saw the gorgeous player smiling charmingly at you while she got mic’d up.

“hello” felicitas smirks, holding her hand to you for a handshake. you smile brightly at her, taking her hand and shaking it firmly. “hi, big fan” you say shyly, the girl in front of you raises her eyebrows amusingly, “well it’s very nice to meet such a pretty fan” she winks, your knees almost gave out.

“you guys ready?” your cameraman asks, cutting your interaction short. you give a curt nod, smiling at the girl who gives you a reassuring smile, almost implying you’d continue the conversation after your duties.

“hello everyone! (y/n) (y/l/n) here with the amazing felicitas rauch” you smile at the girl and she smiles back, waving to the camera before focusing wholeheartedly on you. she was entranced.

“despite the unfortunate loss today, you played amazing, a definite favourite in my opinion.” you talk directly to her, holding eye contact with the girl was hard but the way she’s smiling so softly at you made you feel a newfound confidence you haven’t had before.

“well that’s good to hear” felicitas laughs, moving her body slightly closer to you, you smile sheepishly and continue . “how are you feeling about the team’s performance overall?”

she nods at your words, “i think we played really well, even though we lost. but it’s nothing we won’t bounce back from, i think today we all made mistakes and that’s okay. the other team played better today and we’ll come back better” she shrugs, smiling at you while you listen intently to her words,

“we are definitely looking forward to the next match, thank you for speaking to us today” you smile at her, she places her hand on your arm quickly before letting it hang back to her side.

“it’s been an absolute pleasure” she smiles back at you, waiting for the camera to be turned off.

“thank you again, felicitas,” you attempt to shake her hand again but she experimentally pulls you into a quick hug. “no worries, and please, call me feli, i hope i see you around” she grins as she pulls away, you can feel yourself a little warm.

“yeah, me too, feli” you breathe out, she smiles and waves at you, walking off to the change rooms but not without looking back at you and checking you out.

—

and she did in fact see more of you, you were at every game and it made both of you giddy. every time she saw you, she’d pull you into a tight embrace, each one longer with every interaction.

she made an effort to hang around after each of your interviews to chat, sometimes lasting over an hour of just getting to know each other.

and after a little while, she knew you liked her, your pink cheeks telling her everything. and so, she asked you on a date and laughed when you instantly agreed. the rest is history, now living together in germany absolutely in love.

—

it was your 6th year anniversary, you and felicitas were heading out on a special dinner date to celebrate. it took her everything in her power to let you actually leave the house, you looked absolutely beautiful. when you walked out into the living room to an awaiting felicitas, she swore her heart stop at seeing you.

“my god” she mumbles, she hides her face in her hands and leans back on the couch, you smirk a little and move to sit sideways on her laps. “you okay, baby?” you tease, placing an arm behind her neck, she takes her hands off her face and wraps an arm around your waist,

“mein liebling (my darling)” she breathes out, kissing your cheek repeatedly as she pulled you closer. “you’re absolutely beautiful” she says in awe, taking in your appearance, her heart fluttering at the thought of you being hers.

“you look beautiful too, geliebte (loved one)” you smile brightly at her, brushing a piece of hair off her face, both of you had pink cheeks, truly endearing how after 6 years you’re still so shy around each other.

“should we skip dinner?” she smiles suggestively, giving your thigh a gentle squeeze, you chuckle and give her a gentle kiss on her lips, hearing immediate protests from your girlfriend when you pull away.

“no, let’s go” you say cheekily, pulling her up from her seat and receiving a half assed glare from the girl you loved so much. “beauty only gets you so much” she sings out, teasingly pulling you close to her, lips grazing gently. she smirks at seeing you tense up, she knew how much she made you nervous and she loved it.

—

you both made it to the restaurant, lovesick smiles evident on both of your faces as you sat down. you both engage in conversation, hands interlaced over the table as you talked.

“this place is very romantic, feli baby,” you grin, resting your head on your free hand while you look at her, “only the best for mein ein und alles (my one and only)” she scoffs proudly, giving your hand a gentle squeeze as you chat about the ambience.

though, the moment is ruined when your waiter for the night makes his way over.

“hello, ladies, i’ll be your server for the night, can i get you anything to start with” the waiter smiles, only looking at you with a hungry gaze. felicitas immediately raises her eyebrows at watching you completely unaware, you were focused on her, your hands still intertwined on the table.

“maybe just some wine for now?” felicitas suggests and you nod at her with a smile, looking up at the waiter to see him already looking at you. “i’ll get that for you right now” he winks at you and you look slightly shocked, was he flirting with you right now?

the waiter walks off to get your wine and felicitas begins to giggle. you look at her in surprise, “looks like someone’s got a little crush” felicitas teases, you instantly roll your eyes and sit back in your seat, your hands separating causing the girl in front of you pouting slightly.

you were about to say something until the waiter comes back, “here you go, beautiful” he smiled charmingly and it made you feel sick, you smile kindly at him, thanking him and dismissing him but he doesn’t move.

“let me pour it for you, pretty girls shouldn’t pour their own wine” he smirks, pouring your glass first before quickly doing felicita’s, you not rejecting the offer had your girlfriend feeling a twinge of jealousy but you were genuinely in shock, not knowing what to do in this situation.

the waiter leaves for a moment and you nervously sip on your wine, felicitas narrows her eyes at you challengingly. “he’s friendly” she grits out, her jaw clenched as she takes in your appearance. “yeah” you cough out, quickly averting the conversation as both of you talk normally. until the waiter comes back and takes your order.

“excellent choice, you’re a woman of good taste” he winks when you recite your order, you freeze up and look at felicitas in shock.

“yes she is” she coos at you, she was furious, she tells the man her order and reaches for your hand again, you happily and very quickly take it. apparently this meant nothing to him because he flirted with you the whole rest of your time at the restaurant.

felicitas surprisingly let it continue, teasing you everytime he would leave. she’s not worried about it at all, but she is jealous. she knew you loved her more than anyone so she didn’t think that much of it, until you were about to leave and he slipped you a note with his name and number on it before walking away but lingering nearby to see your reaction.

“you’re fucking joking” she laughs in disbelief, promptly taking the paper and ripping it before throwing it on the table. the man’s eyes widen as felicitas pulls you up from your seat and pulls you close by your hips. she presses you into her, kissing you passionately, making you lightheaded when she slipped her tongue into your mouth.

she smiles against your lips when you whine into her mouth, wrapping your arms around her neck to pull her closer. after a few seconds she parts from you, giving you a playful slap on your behind before grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the restaurant, making an effort to walk in front of the waiter and winking at him, kissing your temple as she walks you out. “my pretty girl” she says proudly, no ounce of insecurity evident in your voice at seeing your desperation for her.

you give her a shy smile when she pulls you to the car, opening the door for you and rushing off to the driver’s side. as soon as she’s seated, she pulls you into another fierce kiss, pouring out all her pent up frustration into it. she pulls away with a teasing tug on your bottom lip between her teeth, placing a hand on your thigh as she drives you both home.

“it’s very cute that he thought he had a chance with my girl” she chuckles, giving your thigh a squeeze.

“i only want you, feli” you breathe out nervously, she looks at you briefly with a smirk, “oh, i know, baby” she teases, ready to get you home as quickly as possible so you know exactly who you belong to.

⋆ ★ ⋆ ★ ⋆ ★ ⋆ ★ ⋆

liked by lena_oberdorf and 44,232 others

feli_rauch: meine bessere hälfte (my better half), 6 years and counting xx

view all comments

yourname: my baby!

↳ feli_rauch: you’re the cutest

↳ yourname: yeah, the waiter thought that too

↳ feli_rauch: you are on very thin ice right now

↳ yourname: i love you?

↳ feli_rauch: mhm

[bigbadvoxbox]

Would you be okay with doing a Adam x Fem reader? I need more possessive sex from Adam I can't help it

absolutely yes

warnings: nsfw. possessive sex. unprotected sex too, and he cums inside. we hate the drummer too.

- Adam loved his fangirls. He knew he fuckin rocked, but it was still so fuckin hot to hear them tell him that he rocked.

- You were his favourite fangirl in particular, always cheering him on, in your cute little homemade tees with his logo on.

- He hadn't yet had the chance to whisk you away backstage and show you something that he's even more skilled at than guitar. But he figured you'd wait for him, like the adoring little fangirl you are.

- That was, until he saw his band's drummer gettin all close n touchy with you at a meet n greet. Of course it was the fucking drummer, that fuckin dick. He couldn't help but feel a bit pissed. Of all the fans, he had to go and choose you? No! You were Adam's number one fan!

- That was when his brilliant, genius, amazing idea came to mind. He yanked a microphone from whoever the fuck, he didn't care,

"Announcement everyone! I have a fuckin' announcement to make so listen up! I'm gonna choose a toootally random person here today, and you get to spend the day with me! Fuckin' Adam!"

- It was not random at all.

- He immediately chose you.

- Fuck you drummer, whatever the fuck your name is.

- You were absolutely ecstatic. Sure the drummer was cool, but Adam? He was your dream guy. You found him so awesome, and jumped at the chance to spend some time with him.

- 'That's my girl. You fucking know who's best.' he couldn't help but think to himself.

- You spent the day at his place listening to him play guitar, and tell you allll about how awesome band life was, and just how awesome Adam was in general, to which you agreed.

- You briefly mentioned your encounter with the drummer, explaining how he had offered to take you out some time. Adam couldn't allow that, you were his girl!

- He needed to act fast.

- "Y'know Babe, I saw those cute little t-shirts you made for our last gig. I especially loved the ones with my logo on 'em." he started, before his voice quietened, "And I bet... if I were to take a little look under this jacket of yours... I'd see that tshirt, wouldn't I?" he asked, a knowing smirk on his face.

- Your face turned red with embarrassment. How did he know? You unzipped your jacket, showing off the homemade tee you wore, his logo proud and bold in the centre of your chest.

- "I fuckin' knew it." his grin was smug as fuck.

- He started off with a few light touches, grazing your thighs, moving upwards to your waist. "Y'know... you got a pretty nice pair on ya." he'd say, his eyes roaming over your chest for a moment.

- Before long, you had returned his gentle touches, which turned very quickly into a heated makeout session. You just couldn't resist him. (and I can't blame you)

- The kisses escalated into his hands groping at your chest while you clung to his shoulders.

- "You ready to have the best fuckin' night of your life?"

- As he got closer and touchier, he noticed a little bracelet around your wrist. A gift from the drummer in a pathetic attempt to convert you to a whatever-the-fuck-their-name-is-fangirl. He can feel his eye twitch slightly.

- "Let's just get this off." he says as he removes the bracelet. "You don't fuckin' need shit from that asshole. You got me, right?"

- When you both get to the main event, he is so fucking eager to touch you everywhere, get his hands on you and make you his, his girl.

- Hovers over you on the couch, not even knowing where to start. He needs you now.

- Soon enough, whatever pants or skirt you were wearing has been tossed across the room, underwear pulled to one side. But you're keeping that cute t-shirt of yours on. No fucking way is he missing out on fucking you while you wear that.

- He starts with his fingers, since he's gotta treat his pretty little fangirl right, doesn't he? Has you blushing and flustered and he thinks it's the cutest thing ever. He likes that only he will get to see that face.

- But once you're all prepared, his fingers now slick, he cannot wait to be inside you. And god his cock does not disappoint. He leans in, your foreheads almost pressed together. He loves the closeness, making that sweet blush spread across your face as he pushes his cock into you.

- That's when the fun starts, he starts off easy, since no doubt you're a cute little virgin who's been saving yourself for him. But while he starts off gentle and... almost romantic, that image of the drummer gettin too close with you flashes in his mind, and then his hips start to move faster.

- He's now grabbed you by the hips, moving your body in time with his thrusts, to push him even deeper, driving you absolutely wild. Your moans echo off the walls, and he revels in it.

- He can't help himself, and one hand slips under your homemade t-shirt to touch your tits again. What can he say? He loves a good pair of tits.

- The hickeys! My god, the hickeys. He leaves you covered. Everyone will know you are not up for grabs. He'll make sure of that. He's not quite used to feeling so possessive over someone, but you were special.

- It drives you crazy that he slows down, but his thrusts get deeper as he whispers filthy things into your ears. He has you twitching and panting beneath him, which in turn, drives him crazy.

- He then thinks of the perfect way to claim you as his.

- "You want my fucking cum?" he murmurs into your ear as you get closer and closer to cumming. You feel euphoric and dazed, nodding your head dumbly. He can't help but chuckle a little, proud at the state he's reduced you to.

- He makes sure all of it stays inside, keeping you plugged with his cock for a little bit, just letting you both stay in that position even after you've both came. You have another small makeout session as you both come down from it, and he just knows.

- You're always gonna be his girl.

[dzvelinaskebiyars]

hii, I've been thinking a lot recently about bonten and y/n at the casino (like all of them together) and how would they interact with her and with the others. I got the idea after seeing a fanart of sanzu playing poker and I thought this could be greatttt

Tysm in advance and I hope you have a good day! <3

Thank you so much for requesting! This is my first writing about Bonten so I'm quite excited here!!

♡♡♡♡♡

Depends on the kind of relationship you have with Bonten. What are you to the organisation? But let's say that you're quite close to them and worked with them in underground too so they really don't have negative impression of you.

SANZU would play poker with you (if you're good at it) to pass time and talk about your miserable lives. Turned out he tried new drug on one of the traitor, which caused the memory loss. You were quite intrigued, to be honest. Drug that caused amnesia? Pretty useful.

Sanzu and you would bet on something else than money, hence why KOKO wasn't playing, since betting on money was basic already and being already rich, money didn't seem impressive at all anymore. So you two would bet on something more...Exciting (I'm letting you imagine) which would have RAN joining.

Either Ran or KAKUCHO would buy you drink. What's the point of going to casino if you can't even have a drink, to be honest.

There's no way any of Bonten members or you would win against Sanzu in poker game, hence why you decided to play Craps, which MOCHI happily agreed to. Turned out you and Mochi were pretty good at it, which definitely boosted you ego up.

Ran would be the most chatty with you, followed by Sanzu. Definitely not Mikey tho, I can't even imagine him going to Casino. He'd probably be in his apartment BUT let's say he was there, he'd just drink alcohol and listen, hardly uttering any words. He's not very good in casino games too soo...Maybe he'll be lucky in slots.

Kakucho and RINDOU are definitely good at Sic Bo. Rindou would also play Roulette. You may think that they're playing lot of games but, I mean, why not? Unlike other people, they haven't come to casino for money but for fun. They'd try many games! So should you. Mochi and Sanzu definitely would urge you to.

TAKEOMI is most likely good at Craps and Baccarat, tho he lost to Mochi and you in Craps. Too bad for him I guess. Meanwhile Koko would be insanely lucky in Roulette. It's crazy really. As if he was God's favourite.

Now to talk about conversation, they all would be quite chatty with you and each other. The conversation won't be serious, just some snarky and sarcastic comments here and there but otherwise--pretty humorous.

Okey okey, some flirty remarks from Ran maybe. If Sanzu took liking in you, then he would too.

Rindou would be pretty awkward with you at first but after playing some games with you such as Sic bo, Keno and Blackjack, he wouldn't have any problem chatting with you, rather he'd become quite bold.

While Kakucho would remain respectful and all of his focus would be on games, also pretty annoyed at Sanzu but wouldn't show it MUCH. Would just smile if he lost to you, he'd just take it easy.

Can't say same about Sanzu, who's not used to losing in casino games. He'd be frowning and sulking, asking for another round.

Ran and Rindou would, like, compliment you when you would win. Mochi would also be frowning and asking for another round. While Takeomi would use "I'm too old for these games. Back in my days..." at that time and would get Sanzu's snarky comments delivered on silver platter which would cause small argument between two. Koko would rarely be losing, actually. If he does tho, he'd just frown and play another round or another game.

If I had to name the people who'd be the MOST chatty with you l, that'd be Sanzu, Ran and Koko. Probably Mochi and Rindou too. Takeomi just slightly ig.

You'd have sm fun with Haitani Brothers, Sanzu, Koko and Mochi tbh!

♡♡♡♡♡

Please don't kill me if it's bad😔🙏🏼 I genuinely tried my best here.

[stevesbipanic]

Eddie loved nicknames.

It started with little 8 year old Eddie telling his Uncle to call him Eddie not Edward since his dad called him Edward and Eddie didn't want his Uncle to be like his dad.

He gave all of his friends nicknames, usually like they were DnD characters. Gareth the Great, Jeff the Just, Harold the Heroic, Dustin the Defyer, Lucas the Lionheart, Mike the Magnificent and of course Lady Applejack. When he met Will he loved Will the Wise. The girls he called Red, Supergirl, Better Wheeler and Robs.

With Steve though he couldn't help himself.

It started with Stevie since of course he wasn't going to call his new friend by his real name. He had tried Harrington but Steve grimaced and Eddie knew enough about Steve's absent parents to know what that meant. So Stevie it was.

Steve and Eddie became closer. Steve became not only Stevie but sweetheart and big boy. The soft blush Steve would get on his face didn't deter Eddie it only made it worse.

Sweetheart branched into sweets, sweetcheeks, sweetie, sweetums if he wanted to make Steve laugh. Big boy became baby, angel, love if he was feeling bold.

"You're not fooling anyone, Edwin (Robin had been trying to guess his name, it was lasting longer than he thought) if the heart eyes aren't enough the pet names are."

"I don't know what you're talking about, my favourite lesbian."

Eddie knew exactly what she was talking about, Eddie's crush turn full blown love was getting out of hand, since Steve came out to him as bi Eddie couldn't help but cause a blush on his Stevie's face. He just couldn't ask him out, too afraid of ruining everything.

Little did he know his nickname obsession would fix all his problems.

Eddie had gotten a job at the music store teaching guitar on the weekends and manning the register during the week. It was close enough to Family Video that he would visit sometimes on his break. Today however, he had a visitor.

"Stevie, what do I owe the pleasure."

Steve smiled softly making his way over.

"Well I know for a fact you never pack lunch, so I thought I'd bring you some."

"My hero, thank you pretty boy."

Eddie couldn't help but notice the quick drop in Steve's smile before it was right back, if a little strained along the edges.

"Course Eds, anything for you."

The boys shared lunch together having fun but in the back of Eddie's mind he was trying to figure out what made his favourite babysitter sad.

He knew it wasn't the thank you, he'd basically strong armed Steve into accepting thanks for things after too many years with the anklebiters taking him for granted.

Maybe it had been the my hero thing? Eddie doubted it since Steve did have a bit of a hero complex, but just to be sure.

"There's my favourite hero."

"I saved your life one time Eds."

"And yet you continuity save me from starvation with your sandwiches."

Steve had giggled at that so it couldn't have been that. Eddie soon got his answer. The party were hanging out at Steve's for a movie night and Eddie was helping Steve with the popcorn.

"Butter, pretty boy?"

There it was the drop in his smile and Eddie was certain Steve wasn't sad about butter. When the kids had nodded off and he and Steve were hanging up in his room listening to music he decided to bring it up.

"Do you have a problem with me calling you nicknames?"

Steve turned towards him confused, "Of course not, Eds, I like them, they're very you."

"Then why do you look sad when I call you pretty boy?"

Steve looked away again and sighed.

"Cause I'm not pretty anymore, Ed's. I know that sounds conceited and vain but I always had my looks. I wasn't smart or funny or really that good at anything, but at least I was nice to look at. Now I'm just tired looking and covered in scars."

Eddie sat up, Steve following him. Eddie turned towards Steve and took his hands in his.

"Stevie Harrington I know you've had a few blows to the head but you can't actually believe that. You are so smart, maybe not in the same way Dustin and Nancy are but you're the one that knows which movie to cheer someone up or when one of the kids are lying to you or which colours look best for people. You're so funny, it's one of the reasons I love hanging out with you, you've always got some story or little snark to make me laugh. And especially I know for a fact that you're the prettiest, cutest, most beautiful person I've ever seen, your scars show the lives you've saved and the things you've survived and they just add to how beautiful you are."

Steve's eyes had turned glassy with unshed tears, but instead of answering Eddie he learnt forward kissing him soundly. Eddie sighed into the kiss, moving his hand sup to cup Steve's face. When they pulled away Steve had the soft blush on his face that Eddie loved so much.

"So does this mean I can call you pretty boy?"

"Keep kissing me like that and you can call me anything you want."

And well, that was just asking for trouble, but Steve didn't mind, not when he had Eddie to remind him he was beautiful.

[would-this-pokemon-be-a-friend]

Hi there! Just came across this blog, and I must say you do some great work!

Okay, ever since I first heard of Pokémon as a kid back in the 90's, I've desperately dreamed of having my favourite Pokémon, Haunter, as my beloved companion. So I'm fairly interested in hearing how you'd rank a Haunter, the very best ghostly boy ever, as a pet :) I know he comes with some potential health risks to an owner or trainer, but listen, I'm willing to risk an odd paralysis here and there if it means I'll finally get to have a Haunter as my sidekick! <3

[Thank you so much!]

Well…uh… I really wouldn’t recommend it, but I know I’m not stopping it. I know there’s a lot of trainers out there who use haunters in battle but I’ll be honest: those people are like, recklessly bold. I’m afraid keeping a haunter comes with more of a risk than just paralysis. But I’m getting ahead of myself: let’s get into it.

Space is a non-issue for haunters. While at five-feet tall these pokémon are pretty large, they are nearly weightless and can pass through solid surfaces, like walls, with ease (Red/Blue). This is both good and bad: on one hand it means that they can fit in any home. On the other, it means that they could come and go from your home whenever they want to, and there’s nothing you can do about it. That could be a problem, as we’ll get into later, but it does save haunter from a lower rank than an F. If you want to adopt a haunter, you’ll need to keep your home pretty dark at all hours of the day. Wild haunters spend all of their time in the shadows, out of what seems to be both a preference and a necessity for survival: in well-lit cities, they are said to be going extinct (Gold, Moon)!

Ok, let’s get into the real issue here: haunters kill people. They are known to stalk and ambush any living things who pass by them alone and in the dark (especially those in a gloomy mood), licking them with their gaseous tongues to “sap their life away” (Yellow, Gold, Silver, Crystal, Ultra Moon). If you are licked by a haunter, you will face a long, painful death: you will be racked by constant shaking until you die (Yellow, Silver). Now, it’s unclear if haunters need to do this in order to survive, but they do it often enough that the pokédex gives a firm warning to never approach this pokémon, even if they are acting friendly (Ruby/Sapphire). Let’s say, just as a hypothetical, your haunter decides that they like you enough to not kill you. That’s great! But, like I said earlier, you have no means of restraining you haunter to your house. They could go off and steal the lives of whoever they want! At the very least, keeping a haunter as a house pet would require extensive training.

Their notorious lick isn’t the only means that haunters have to menace humans: they have access to dangerous ghost-type moves like Curse, which saps your HP over time until you fall unconscious, or Night Shade, which hurts you depending on your level. If you’re an adult human, you probably have a pretty high level. They also can use staples like Shadow Punch, Lick (of course), Hex, and Shadow Ball, all of which present a threat. Given that haunters appear to be pretty malevolent beings, an attack is certainly not out of the question. Unless you are well-trained in taking care of ghost-type pokémon, your survival chances when attacked by a haunter are startlingly low.

There aren’t many pokémon that I’ve covered so far that actively hunt and kill humans as a part of their natural behavior. I know there’s people out there, probably experts, who could maybe handle a haunter as a house pet, but they really take their lives (and their neighbors’) into their own hands every day. I can’t, in good conscience, suggest a haunter as a pet, sadly.

[sollattes]

HnL boys dates !!

note: the bold dialogues are the boys, and you're the italics

Hanaoka fujio: amusement Park dates

-since fujio is a hyperactive puppy, he is literally gonna ride every attraction in the amusement Park

-gonna eat every amusement Park food with you

-he is so down to wear matching hairbands with you

-might protect you from the haunted house if he doesn't run away

-you literally have to hold his hand firmly so he'll stay by your side and won't run off somewhere, then get lost

"Babe, let's ride that - NO! wait, let's taste that first WAIT!-

"Fujio, calm down"

Tsukasa takajo: cafe hopping dates

-the one who orders 8 shot of expresso in his americano

-can't hide his smile every time you would feed him a piece of your dessert

-secretly taking candid photos of you in every cafe that you go in then sets it as his wallpaper

-let's you ramble your heart out. He likes listening to your voice anyway

-he prefers to sit beside you than to sit in front of you, so this way he can play with your hands easily

"Hey tsu, how do you like your coffee?" "I like it as black as my soul." "I'm gonna get you a French vanilla instead." "wait-"

Todoroki yosuke: library dates

-two of you are like a book club but two people that meets up every Friday to tell the other about the book/s you read the past week, and todo likes that very much

-you would buy a bunch of books for the other and for yourselves then after finishing the books you both bought you would then switch in the meet up

-now, if you're reading but studying or doing an assignment instead, todoroki would love to help you do it

-would let you drag him into any book isles you want

-adores the comfy silence that the both of you have every time the two of you would get too lost in the books you were reading

"The first book is shit ngl." "I agree, but the second book is tolerable, though."

Ueda sachio: painting dates

-since sachio is a sucker for being domestic af, he would love to display proudly the mugs or bowls that you painted around his house

-and if someone asks him about him, he would gladly show it off and boast that his s/o painted it for him

-of course, he too would paint you mugs and bowls, and he would paint it with designs or colour that remind you of him

-his stomach would be full of butterflies every time he would see you use the mugs or bowls that he painted, or he would see you flaunt it to others that he made it for you

-he would imagine domestic mornings with you drinking coffee/tea from the matching mugs you both made for each other(the thought makes him giggly and kick his feet)

"I painted your favourite flowers." "I painted you as a duck chio^^"

Sawamura shoji: baking dates

-flirts with you the whole time but acts like he's doesn't know that he's doing it

-is a sucker for doing clichés with you in the in he kitchen like back-hugging you while mixing something, tying your apron for you, putting up your for you, etc...

-smears frosting on you, then makes out with you with the excuse he's "just cleaning you" up

-his favourite part of the while baking process is when he two of you would be washing the dishes while cake is baking in the oven, like sachio doing something domestic with you makes him fold

-makes bomb ass coffee/tea drinks for the cake

"I like the cake, but I prefer your cake anytime." "excuse me-"

Odajima yuken: shopping dates

-goes to 12 different stores with you and you will not leave without buying something

-YOU.WILL.NEVER.PAY.FOR.ANY.THING. You? paying for something? Over yuken's rich, hot, gorgeous dead body

-will buy you everything you try on or you say that looks good

-if he tries something on or look at something the you say "it looks good on him" or "it'll look good on him" he would definitely buy 10 different versions of that clothing item

-Ice cream after the whole shopping trip is ESS.EN.TIAL.

"Your ass looks too good in that. Don't buy that." "That is a... very confusing comment yu"

Shoji sameoka: late night drives

-already has a playlist for your late night escapes playing in his car

-hums along or sings along to every song in the playlist with you, while his hand would tap the steering wheel to the beat, and the other would be holding your hand

-buys some snacks and let's you feed him while his driving

-admires how beautiful you look while the blind is blowing your hair

-your destination would be the beach. He would just love to lay in the sand with you while the breeze caresses your faces slowly, and the waves would slowly mix into music that would play from his phone

"Why are you looking at me like that, sho?" "Because I would rather admire you than the stars"

Nakagoshi ooki: music shop dates

-serenades you with a guitar, he randomly picked up

-he has like a bunch of songs dedicated to you already, and if you ask, he would play them for you

-he would stop and just listen if he hears singing or humming along to the song that was playing in the shop

-loves it when you would design/draw on his picks

-he would buy all the songs you recommended to him

"My music taste is your face." "ooki, as much as sweet, that is, I really don't get it"

Tsuji: skateboard Park dates

-now, this could go two ways, but let's go with if you don't know how to skate

-would be very protective of you while teaching you, he would never let you go so you wouldn't trip

-but if you do trip while learning and get like scratch, wound, or a bruise from it, he would immediately start acting as if it's the end of world

-and if you just wanna watch to avoid that whole fiasco of tripping, tsuji would show off and do some extra tricks in front of you

-while walking home from the park, the wo of you would make stops and random food trucks you see on the road, and of course you guys would buy some, then continue walking while eating the food you bought

"We are never skateboarding again." "it was just a small scratch tsuji"

Shibaman: arcade dates

-his immediate goal would be to win that giant bear that you can only get via tickets, for you

-fails miserably at the claw machine a million times before admitting defeat

-the both of you ATE THE WHOLE PLACE on that just dance machine

-you lowkey beat his ass at those shooting games, but he did redeem himself in the basketball games

-at the end of day Shiba did not win you that giant Teddy bear but still you got a cute but smaller stuff toy, Shiba swears(on smokey's grave) that he will win you that giant Teddy bear

"I swear on all my ancestors' grave that I will win you that bear, babe." "Shiba its okay-" "NO ITS NOT" "oml-"

Tags: @simpforchuchu

[dappledpaintbrush]

What do you think of the SPM villains as a whole? I'm going to make a wild guess and assume your favourite is Dimentio based off only my obvious mind reading intellect-

Please go into as much detail as your heart desires. I love this game a lot and hearing about it makes me very happy. It's my special interest, and I am deprived of obsessive rants over this game that aren't my own.

I hate dimentio fym. Let’s kill him.

LMAOAOAOAOAO but real talk: ANOTHER PERSON WITH AN SPM SPECIAL INTEREST?;?? WOOHOO!!!!! HIP! HIP! HOORAY!! we are now Blood Brothers

I apologize if I’m misinterpreting and you have already seen the post, but I have answered an ask before that is what you’re looking for- here it is! :3 I went into hefty detail on each member of Team Bleck. Trust me, it’s very long LMAOAO

HOWEVER… if you are not talking about just Team Bleck and are referring to the other villains as well- then…

Fracktail/Wracktail:

Fracktail has always. Stuck with me. First of all, his theme goes HARD????? Good lord, go ACTUALLY listen to it if you haven’t. It’s the equivalent of this

Anyways, Fracktail has always made me feel sad. And when I was younger, he scared me. It scared me that he died for something that wasn’t even his fault. Like dude usually when characters get brainwashed and they eventually regain control, they get a happy ending and stuff. Fracktail BLEW UP??? I personally just can’t stand it when characters reap something they never sowed- and this applies to characters as minuscule as Fracktail.

Now. Wracktail. He is. Interesting.

Both Fracktail and Wracktail are incredible examples of how INSANELY POWERFUL Ancient magic is, but Wracktail is a bit different. Wracktail refers to himself as a god multiple times. Is this actually true, or is he “making it up” or exaggerating? Were the Ancients capable of CREATING DEITIES? Were Grambi and Jaydes former Ancients who turned themselves into gods? Are the Pixls classified as gods? After all, both the Pixls and Wracktail are immortal unless harmed, and they were both created by the ancients. But if you can die from an injury, are you really a god? Or, like I stated before, is Wracktail not actually a god?Something else interesting is that Wracktail seems to be aware of Shadoo’s existence. HOW? Does Wracktail posses some kind of omnipotence? Did Shadoo reveal herself to Wracktail out of pity because they were both created and ruined by the Ancients? HOW. WHAT. WHY. Ugh I could go on FOREVER. It’s not that deep, sure, but it’s fun to ponder.

Bonechill:

Bonechill. Was. Wasted.

One of the MOST intriguing parts about Super Paper Mario is- and I’ve talked about this a lot- the extremely bold references to Christianity. Bonechill is a carbon fucking copy of Satan, and he was BOOOOOOOORRRINGG

WHY . WHY DID THEY WASTE THIS CHARACTER. WHY CAN YOU BEAT HIM SO FAST IT CAN BE TURNED INTO A GIF. HOW DOES HE KNOW ABOUT LUVBI BEING A PURE HEART?? Oh yeah, I know, BECAUSE HE WAS A FALLEN ANGEL, AND CLEARLY HE HAD TO HAVE BEEN EXTREMELY CLOSE WITH AND TRUSTED BY GRAMBI TO BE AWARE OF LUVBI’S ORIGINS. HELL, EVEN IF BONECHILL SPIED ON A CONVERSATION OR SOMETHING, HE STILL HAD TO HAVE BEEN VERY CLOSE WITH GRAMBI TO BE CAPABLE OF DOING THAT. IS THAT WHY HE WAS CASTED OUT OF HEAVEN? BECAUSE HE BETRAYED GRAMBI? YOU KNOW WHAT THEY SHOULDVE DONE? THEY SHOULDVE HAD A SCENE BETWEEN GRAMBI AND BONECHILL ABOUT THIS. BUT NOOOOOOOOOO MY NAME IS BONECHILL IM EVIL MWHAHAHAAH OHH IM DEAD DAMN NVM! FUCK.

But on a funnier note this part in KoopaKungFu’s let’s play always made me laugh as a kid

But What do you mean Bonechill was just. Standing there. I know nobody commented on it because this is a video game (it’s funny regardless LMAO). BUT WERE GRAMBI AND BONECHILL TALKING (I say talking, but this doesn’t mean they were calm about it) ABOUT THEIR PAST? OR DID THEY FIGHT BECAUSE GRAMBI IS INJURED. DID THEY DO BOTH? WHY. WAS . THE FACT. BONECHILL. KNOWS. ABOUT. LUVBI. AND. THAT. HE. WAS. A . FALLEN. ANGEL. NEVER. TALKED. ABOUT. MY BLOOD. PRESSURE. IS. RISING.

Blumiere’s Father:

I wish I could say a lot more about him, but surprisingly I’ve never gotten around to making headcanons for him/Blumiere. It’s crazy because you know that in his head he believes he is doing the right thing for his son and for the Tribe of Darkness as a whole. What kind of indoctrination did he have to go through to believe that KILLING somebody simply because she and his son loved one another was a rational and reasonable course of action. God I wish we knew at least a LITTLE more about him- but the minuscule amount of scenes he has makes his impact on the story that much more harrowing.

King Croacus:

I fw King Croacus heavy. My favorite drag queen of all time. God he’s so cool.

As somebody who is lore obsessed, I ADORE the fact we got so many details on the rulers of the Floro Sapiens. It’s something the developers did not have to do yet they did it anyways. Every time I walk through that hall in the game I read every single plaque.

It’s also? Really disturbing how we KILLED this guy? I know he comes back post-game but like regardless we did kill a guy who’s mind was deteriorating because of polluted water. Like that shit wasn’t his fault. He died for the faults of the Cragnons, who basically got off scot-free (unless you killed some of the brainwashed individuals). It’s an interesting metaphor for a variety of things that occur in reality.

Also, his theme is REALLY underrated. I know it’s simple, but I love it so much. King Croacus fans ASSEMBLE!

Francis:

When you’re trying to save all worlds but this fuckass Redditor downvotes you

Francis was one of the most genius parts of this game. Holy shit. I don’t even know what to say. He was so ahead of his time it’s actually scary. That whole chapter is one of the funnest parts of the game. All the niche references, the poking fun at Francis-like people, god it’s PEAK.

Something that’s interesting is that his Castle is implied to be where the Tribe of Darkness lived. Which is fucking hilarious. I personally prefer the idea that Castle Bleck was the old TOD home but that’s literally wrong. Carson said the TOD lives in a castle in the woods. Where do we see a castle in the woods. Uh huh. (I can get even more insane- the podium where Tippi’s cage was held. The podium that for some reason has a mechanism to hide it deep in the ground. Hmmm. A book can fit there. Can’t it. HMMMM) (I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel man somebody save me).

Also. Wokackness aside. Francis is terrifyingly smart. He created a PIXL. That’s something that I feel like is incredibly overlooked. How did he do that. How. ? HUH. ????????

Pixl Queen/Shadoo:

well you see uh

(no but seriously. I don’t even know where to begin. She’s one of my favorite characters in the game and we never ever get to see her. She’s heartbreaking. She’s devastating. She’s terrifying. She has nobody looking out for her. She is alone. But she fights so hard to be seen. She starts a war. She tries to kill every walking Ancient and the heroes of the Light Prognosticus. She screams and she cries and she begs and she pleas but nobody can hear her nor is listening. She is punished for being loved. She is punished for her wrath. She is still here in the form of shadows in the cracks on the Trial walls but is that even her anymore? She did not deserve to die so young, but that death was infinitely more merciful than all that occurred after. She was born to die. It’s why she is still alive.)

Big Blooper:

blooooop lmao

[starrgaziinggg]

SMAU | UNDERCOVER JYP-U

chapter seven -> when has a frat party ever not ended badly? (written 6k words)

directory | next chapter ->

You thought you were a non violent person. You really did. Pacifist and all that. But after seeing the text Yuna had sent to Hyunjin when you'd asked her to send a reply whilst you were busy, you swore you could throttle the girl.

"Why would you send that?" You practically scream, chasing after your bold blonde headed friend as she scrambled around your dorm in attempt to flee your grasp.

"Because it's funny!" She cackles back, jumping over the sofa to put some distance in between you both. You stop at the other side of the sofa, grabbing the back of it with both hands and attempting to get your breath back.

"It's not funny! We literally just stopped arguing and now you've sent him the flirtiest message," you say with a snarl, giving Yuna the daggers.

"If you think that's flirty," she starts, giggling as she goes to type another message. Luckily for you, Ryujin walks out her bedroom and plucks your phone out of Yuna's hands, passing it to you lazily. "Hey! You're no fun."

"Do you want her to kill you before we even get to the frat?" Ryujin responds, taking her leather jacket off of the coat rack and pointing a thumb at you.

"You're a dead woman," you say, focusing your attention back to Yuna and trying to see if by any miracle Apple had updated their messaging app to allow you to delete a message. Unfortunately, they had not.

"No killing on Jesus day," Chaeryoung says, coming out of her own room with Lia in tow.

"It's Saturday," Lia points out with a confused look on her face, but Chae waves her off.

"Everyday is Jesus day. Anyway, are we going to get a move on? Felix is already asking where we are," Chaeryoung responds, pulling on a pair of trainers.

"Felix is impatient," you reply, huffily shoving your phone in your jacket pocket. "And we're leaving now, if everyone's ready?"

"Yup," Yuna responds, sticking her tongue out at you in another act of defiance. "I'm ready to see my favourite frat guys."

"Down, girl," Ryujin says with a laugh, opening the door of your dorm and letting everyone walk into the hallway before locking it shut.

"What did Yuna even say to Hyunjin?" Chae asks you as you all walk out the dorm building and head in the direction of the guys dorm.

"She sent a stupid kissy face and called Hyunjin 'Hyune'," you groan, trying not to get too annoyed. Realistically, it wasn't that bad, but considering you'd just patched things up with him, you didn't want to cause any upset.

"He won't even care," Ryujin says, trying to ease you. "He probably gets a billion messages like that a day."

"I'd love to be sending him messages like that," Lia says, wiggling her eyebrows cheekily. "That man is so fine."

"Whatever," you say, pretending to gag but laughing afterwards. "I just hope he doesn't get the wrong idea."

You cross the courtyard, passing by a couple groups of people outside of your student Union building. That's when you start to feel the light droplets of rain on your face, groaning again in annoyance.

"Of course it starts raining properly as soon as we step outside," Chae shivers, attempting to pull her jacket over her head to hide from the droplets pouring down on her.

Ryujin walks up beside you, giving you some of her hoodie to cover you both. "If you ask me, you seem to care a lot about what Hyunjin thinks of you."

You roll your eyes at her redirection of the conversation back to Hyunjin. "It's not even that, I just want to stay on good terms with him. It's been a nice week not having to constantly argue with him."

"It's been nice for me to not have to listen to you both constantly argue," Chae grins at you, turning to face you. "I'm finally at peace."

You laugh at her, speeding up your walk to get to the boys dorm as fast as possible. You're all but soaked when you arrive, and just to your luck Hyunjin is the one who answers the door.

"I told you I could pick you up," he says with a smirk, moving out of the way to let you all in. His dark hair hangs loosely in front of his face, and he pushes it away as he moves aside to let you all in. Jisung's clearly already connected to the speaker, blasting tunes so loudly you could barely hear Hyunjin talk.

It had been a pretty intense first week back, and at your weekly student body meeting yesterday Chan had already started delegating tasks relating to your semesterly Charity Week, which wasn't for another three weeks. You were more than thankful to hear the sounds of your friends laughing and letting loose as you walked in the door.

"Don't say I told you so," you reply with a glare, and he puts his hands up in defeat. You watch the girls kick off their shoes and start mingling with the guys, Yuna heading straight for the kitchen as usual.

Hyunjin seems to stick by your side, so you decide it's the perfect opportunity to clear up what Yuna had texted him earlier.

"I didn't send that last text to you, by the way," you say kind of awkwardly, not knowing how to make the conversation seem less weird. "I asked Yuna to reply to you whilst I was doing Chaeryoung's hair and she thought it would be really funny to send something flirty."

Hyunjin waves a hand, giving you a half smile as the two of you walk towards the kitchen. "Don't worry about it. I knew it wasn't you."

"You did?" You ask, taking a shot from Felix after saying a quick hello and downing it.

"Yeah, you'd never send a double smile like that. Plus, you've never called me 'Hyune' a day in your life," he points out, and you wonder when he became so perceptive. He leads you to the back wall, pulling out some things from his fridge.

"What you making?" You ask inquisitively, perching yourself up on the counter top. Hyunjin glances at you quickly, going back to raiding his fridge and quickly switching to the cupboards afterwards.

"Thought I'd make you a mojito," he answers plainly, shrugging. "I know you like them, and we have all the stuff for it."

You can't help but give him a deadpan expression. "You have fresh mint?"

"Minho bought a plant when we did a food shop the other day," he explains, which actually makes a lot of sense. For a college student, your best friend was an excellent cook. "Plus, and this is a trade secret so don't run your mouth, mojitos are my favourite too."

You raise an eyebrow, resting the palms of your hands on the countertop behind you and leaning against them. "Wow, wouldn't peg you for a cocktail guy."

He rolls his eyes, grabbing some ice from the freezer below him to fill up your glasses. "This is why we need to spend more time together. It's scary how little you know about me."

"Yo, can you stop raw dogging the ice?" Seungmin frowns, scoffing at hyunjin. "Minho's told you a million times there's an ice scoop for a reason."

Hyunjin mimics his words, sticking his tongue out at him before handing you your drink for good measure. You thank him after he places in a straw, nodding his head as if to get you to try it. Contrary to how you expected it to taste, you hate to admit it's probably one of the nicest mojito's you'd ever tried.

"Hey, Sueng," you greet Seugmin, who smiles at you. "You coming to the frat tonight?"

Seungmin nods. "Yeah, at least for a bit. Dunno if Jeongin's already mentioned, but we've already got an assignment due for next week."

"Yikes," Hyunjin comments, grimacing as he takes another sip of his drink, looking quite pleased that you seem to like yours.

"Yeah, Jeongin was complaining about it at the meeting yesterday," you add, lighting tapping your feet against the kitchen cabinets.

"Of course he was," Seungmin shakes his head, though the rest of his sentence is cut off by a yell from the hallway.

"Seungmin! Can I use your key card?" Felix all but screams, causing Seungmin to divert his attention from you and Hyunjin and towards the hallway. He tilts his head at you with an exasperated look before turning on his heel.

You focus your attention back to the tall, dark haired guy to your left. "What do you mean, I know nothing about you?" you can't help but ask, pressing the topic. You'd like to think you knew all of your university friends pretty well at this point, bar Lia who you had just met.

"Well, you don't really know much about me at all, do you?" he says, smiling slightly.

"I know you've got rich parents," you say matter-of-factly, which he scoffs at.

"Almost everyone who attends this uni is well off," he points out, and you don't even register the fact that you're in a room full of your friends and you're more than contempt from just having a regular conversation with Hyunjin. It's refreshing, actually, just talking about mundane things.

"I know..." you start, though you begin to fall short when you genuinely try to think of facts you know about Hyunjin and can't seem to.

"This is exactly what I mean!" he laughs, not seeming to mind the fact you know next to nothing about him. Had you really spent so much of your time arguing with him that in all the conversations you'd had, you couldn't pick up on single piece of information?

"Alright, Mr Big Shot, what do you know about me?" you say, an attempt to flip the tables. Hyunjin raises his eyebrows, turning his stance so that he's directly in front of you.

"I know that it took you three whole years to figure out that the expression was 'play it by ear', and not 'play it by year'," he starts, which makes you laugh instantly.

"Hey! A year is a time frame, in the context of the saying, I think it's an easy mistake to make," you defend yourself, throwing your hands up. He nods his head, chuckling.

"Fair enough. Okay, I know that your favourite colour is yellow because, in quotation marks, "It's the colour of all things happy."

You nod slowly, remembering when you said that once over a study session in which everyone had grown bored of studying and you'd all opted to ask each other random questions instead.

"Okay, you're two for two - anything else?" you ask, solely to try and prove he doesn't know all that much about you.

He looks straight into your eyes for a good while, as if analysing you. "I know that you feel this need to make sure everyone's happy, all the time. Like it's your duty to hold our friend group together, even if it drains you," he says, surprising you.

So maybe Hyunjin was a lot more perceptive than you initially thought.

"I'm not that bad," you counter, though it's a weak attempt. It's obvious he can read you much better than you can read him. You finish your drink before he speaks up again, placing the empty glass on the counter beside you.

"I beg to differ," Hyunjin says, though your conversation is cut off as Ryujin saunters up towards you both.

"Do my eyes deceive me?" She says dramatically, leaning against the countertop beside you. "Or are you two actually having a nice conversation?”

You mimic her silently, pushing her away gently with your knee. She laughs at you, shaking her head.

"Alright, alright - I just came over to say that Chan wants to get going soon. Apparently the frats already gone through two of the four kegs," Ryujin rolls her eyes.

"Already?" You mutter in disbelief. To your knowledge, the party had only started not even an hour ago, but they were frat boys after all. You hop off of the countertop, noticing your friends were starting to get their shit together and make their way to the door.

"What kind of frat only has four kegs on a Saturday night party?" Hyunjin comments, following behind you and Ryujin as you walk out the kitchen.

"That's what I'm saying," Changbin adds, walking towards the three of you and handing Ryujin her coat. Cute, you think. He grabs her attention as he does so, leading them to peel off ahead. For whatever reason, Hyunjin sticks to you, waiting with you as you get ready to go to the frat.

Yuna, Lia and Chaeryoung lead your group as you all herd outside, trying to keep to the sides of the road as you walk in the direction of the frat. Thankfully the rain has seemed to clear off, which you think is typical. The three girls ahead are all giggles, clearly excited at a change of scenery from your usual crowd.

"This is a rare scene," Minho comments, coming towards you and Hyunjin as you doddle at the back of the pack, slinging an arm round your shoulders and leaning his body weight on you. "The two of you being civil."

"Yeah, well," you say lazily, leaning into your friend. "Maybe the world's ending."

Minho chuckles at this, which makes Hyunjin roll his eyes. "We're best friends now," Hyunjin mocks, making a face at the man hanging off your shoulder. "You're out, I'm in."

"Is that so?" Minho counters with a smirk, directing his attention towards you. "Come on, who's your favourite, tell us."

Hyunjin steps ahead of you to walk backwards, watching for your reaction. Minho does the same, letting go of your shoulder. You shake your head, pushing them out of your way. You miss the way Minho winces, clinging to your shoulder again.

"Neither of you," you answer them, giving Minho a weird look for returning to your side as you continue walking through the street. "You're both as annoying as each other, really."

"Low blow," Hyunjin points out with a tilted head. "At least I give you company in class."

"At least I didn't spend the last year arguing with her," Minho counters snidely, making you chuckle.

"God, me and Hyun have finally stopped our row and now you two are at it?" You say, shaking your head without realising what you've said. Minho raises an eyebrow, removing himself from clinging to your arm as you all stop walking and group together outside of the frat house.

"He's even got a nickname? This friendship is taking new levels," Minho whines, pouting at you fakely. When you turn to get Hyunjin's reaction he's not looking at you, just smiling inwardly at himself.

"Chan! Bro, how are you?" Some guy shouts, opening the main door to the frat house and giving Chan one of those side bro hug handshakes. Chan gives him an equally frat-bro response, making way so that you can all enter the frat house.

The music is blaring, so much so that you feel the ground physically shake every time the base booms. People are already passed out, bodies sprawled over the sofas who peaked too early. The life of the party seems to be towards the kitchen and outdoor area, so your group starts mingling in that direction. Chan's already been bombarded by his many frat friends, and Yuna's found one of her old flings to reignite.

You're about to find Felix for a drink, as it's become routine for you two to start a night off with shots, when you feel someone grab your arm lightly.

"I've just seen some of my friends," Hyunjin shouts in your ear, trying to let you hear him over the music. "I'll be back in a bit, you okay?"

You almost feel like raising an eyebrow at him, confused as to why he's explaining his whereabouts to you. You don't mind it, though - it kind of reassures you knowing he's looking out for you, especially at a party like this. You'd been to frat parties before and they'd always ended messily.

Smiling, you nod your head at him. "Sure, I'm gonna go find Lix."

Hyunjin gives you a grin before turning his heel, going towards a group of people that had just walked through the door. They welcome him happily as you turn on your heel to go find wherever Felix has wandered off too. It was always like this with your group, unable to locate someone not a second after you'd last seen them.

You spot Jeongin outside, pulling a beer out of the ice bucket. The frat was way bigger than you'd initially thought, the outdoor area stretching out with a whole pool. He spots you instantly as you walk towards him.

"Beer?" He asks you, picking up a second one. You nod, reaching your hand out to take it from him.

"Cheers," you say, thanking him as you pull the cap of the bottle off with your teeth. Jeongin grimaces.

"You know I hate it when you do that," he says, using a nearby bottle opener to open his own. Felix wanders over to you then, passing you and Jeongin a shot glass full of a bright green substance.

“Down the hatch,” he says, making Jeongin cringe as you laugh and down the shot, watching Felix as he downs his and turns his attention back to you. “Got your eye on anyone tonight?”

You scoff, rolling your eyes with a smile. “Frat boys aren’t really my type.”

“Yeah,” Jeongin interrupts, leading the three of you over to an empty seating area. You flop down, making yourself comfortable. “Her types more artistic than frat boys.”

You raise an eyebrow at him from beside you on the outdoor sofa, Felix taking the single chair to your left. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing, other than that you’ve definitely got your eye on someone here,” he replies ambiguously. You turn to your left to raise an eyebrow at Jeongin, spying Chaeryoung coming outside and catching your eye.

“Am I missing something?” You ask Felix, you just shrugs lazily with a smile. Chaeryoung takes a bottle from the ice bucket, handing it to you to open as she sits on your lap. Jeongin winces as you pull the cap off.

“Missing what?” Chaeryoung asks, kissing your cheek as a thank you for opening her bottle.

“Just that she’s in love with Hyunjin,” Jeongin says proudly, grinning from ear to ear. You almost spit your drink out, groaning when Chaeryoung laughs manically.

“Ryujin and I have been saying that for months!” She cackles, which you pinch her for. “Hey!”

“No way,” Felix says in disbelief, shaking his head so hard it causes his blonde hair to fly out around him. “You can’t argue with someone as much as those two have for the past year and then magically be in love.”

“Enemies to lovers,” Jeongin replies wisely, giving his friend a wink. “I saw it coming a mile off.”

“Can we maybe circle back to the fact I’m literally not in love with Hyunjin?” You say, huffing exasperatingly. Chan and some of his friends from the frat make their way outside then, cutting your conversation short as they fill up the empty seats around you.

It’s obvious Jeongin’s just doing his upmost to tease you, his usual way of acting towards you, but the way Chaeryoung was so quick to agree sits differently with you. Especially considering the way Hyunjin had been acting toward you recently, tonight in particular. You couldn’t help but wonder if they were seeing something you couldn’t.

You didn’t think much more on the topic, though. Chan and one of his frat friends started putting logs on the outdoor fire pit, which was desperately needed since the September temperature was dropping ridiculously quickly. The fire made for a cosy atmosphere outdoors, seemingly a complete contrast from what was going on indoors. The music could be heard crystal clearly from outside, and you assumed everyone indoors was starting to go deaf.

Despite the rowdiness that could be observed from inside, you spent a good couple of hours enjoying yourself outdoors, cracking open a few more bottles which caused yourself to become pleasantly tipsy. Minho had come out to join you, taking Chaeryoung’s space on the couch beside you as Chaeryoung had wandered off to look for the other girls a few times. She liked to make sure they were all okay (because she is perhaps the kindest person on the planet), and every time came back to report the same thing.

Ryujin was in the kitchen with Changbin, playing beer pong with Yuna, Seungmin, Jisung, and a good few frat boys. Yuna was drunk, but not too drunk, which you were very proud of her for. Chaeryoung had said she was clinging to the arm of a good looking guy, though - which was to be expected. She said she’d found Lia with Hyunjin and his friends, who had taken refuge in the living area and looked high, which was also to be expected from Hyunjin’s arty friends.

Everything seemed to be rather calm and in order for a frat party, which you could attribute to the fact that a lot of the people outwith your group had peaked so early they’d ended up either falling asleep or going home. As you were sitting lazily against Minho’s side, listening to Chan tell you stories about him and his frat friends from high school, you were surprised to think that perhaps you’d all go home tonight in a pretty respectable manner, contrary to every other time you’d left after a night out.

That fantasy slips away pretty quickly, though, when you hear a horrifying crash come from inside. You jump from Minho’s side as Yuna rushes outdoors, grabbing your attention and shouting something about Ryujin and Changbin. Chan’s story was quickly halted as everyone you were sitting with bolts upright and makes their way inside, hanging around the outskirts of the scene unfolding in front of them.

Changbin has some guy in a headlock on the ground and is all but beating the shit out of him, the guy putting up a pretty good defence and getting some punches in himself. Glass was smashed everywhere, the island in the middle of the kitchen wrecked.

“Don’t you ever fucking touch her again!” You hear Changbin shout throughout the chaos, Chan jumping straight to his aid and pulling him off of the guy forcefully. You look towards Minho, your eyes wide as he gives you a look back, a hand on your shoulder.

“What the fuck happened?” Jeongin asks Seungmin, who’s watching the chaos with Jisung after having witnessed it’s outbreak.

“God knows,” Seungmin responds, shaking his head. “One minute we were playing beer pong and the next Changbin decked that guy.”

“It was insane,” Jisung adds, unable to take his eyes off of the disaster in front of him. “I tried to step in but Changbin pushed me away.”

It’s then that you notice Ryujin behind them, looking nothing short of petrified. Despite Minho telling you not to, you move past Chan and the frat guys that have stepped in to de-escalate the situation to comfort your friend.

“Are you okay?” Is the first thing you say to her, holding her against you. She nods, staring at Changbin who’s still trying to lash out. The guy he was fighting stands up with the aid of what you assume to be his friends, stumbling towards Changbin and shouting at him, though you can’t really make out what they’re saying. You spot Hyunjin and Lia with a group of people then, clearly having just come from the living room from the noise of the action.

You think the situation is handled when you go to move around the two psychotic boys, until Changbin lunges for the guy again after he mumbles something and you end up getting caught in the crossfire. All you feel is a shooting pain towards your eye and you’re seeing stars, your vision blurring to black momentarily. Ryujin screams from beside you, and temporarily the shouting subsides. When you come to again, your vision clearing slowly, Changbin’s staring at you solemnly.

“Fucking hell,” you hear Minho say, rushing up towards you. You blink a couple times to try and see properly, but everything’s still very blurry.

“Take Ryujin and make sure she’s alright, I’ll get her,” you hear Hyunjin say to Minho, attempting to get a grasp on the situation as he nods towards you. “She might need to go to the hospital.”

The seriousness of the situation dawns on you when Changbin starts profusely apologising to you, practically in tears. There’s always a sense of adrenaline that stops you from feeling the brevity of an injury after it happens, especially when your drunk, but as the adrenaline starts to subside you can feel the searing pain under your eye.

“What’s happened?” You say, unable to hide how scared you are in your tone of voice. Your vision is still awfully unclear, but you can make out the shapes of people moving around you as Hyunjin guides you outside.

“Is she okay?” A voice asks before Hyunjin can respond to you, and you make it out as Seungmin’s.

“She’ll be fine,” is all he says, before turning to talk quickly with someone. The air is freezing cold at this point, and you shiver against the wind. Hyunjin turns back to you, taking your hand in his and leading you to the roadside.

“My friends gonna drive us to the hospital - don’t worry, he hasn’t been drinking,” he says as he guides you into the backseat of a car. You enter it cautiously, still unaware of how badly you’d been injured in your collision with Changbin.

“What actually happened?” You ask again, clinging to Hyunjin’s hand for dear life as your only sense of comfort. The car starts, and thankfully every minute that passes by your vision becomes clearer. You can see Hyunjin distinctly at this point, but your head is throbbing.

“Here,” Hyunjin says, passing you a tissue. “Hold this against your cheek.”

You do as asked, and you shiver when you pull it away to find blood soaking the tissue. You look at Hyunjin expectantly.

“So, when you moved past Changbin with Ryujin, he went to go hit that guy with a broken bottle,” Hyunjin explains, and you grimace. You know Changbin had a bad streak of getting himself into trouble, but he hadn’t fought someone this brutally for years, you’d been told. “And when you went to get past him, you got in the way of his action and -”

“He hit me with a broken bottle?” You finish, your eyes wide. “Is it really bad?”

You pull the tissue away and watch as Hyunjin physically shivers, using his free hand to place the tissue back on your cheek.

“It’s not phenomenal,” he says with his head tilted, which actually makes you chuckle slightly. The pain in your cheek was sore, but it wasn’t horrific now, especially since you could see properly again. “I reckon you’ll need stitches.”

“They might just glue it,” Hyunjin’s friend says from the front seat, a tall guy with shaggy brown hair.

“Thanks for driving me,” you say to him, and he just nods casually. You turn back to Hyunjin. “Thank you for helping me.”

He squeezes your hand, which casually reminds you that you’re currently holding hands with him. If your previous self could see you now, she’d laugh hysterically.

“It’s no trouble. I stopped drinking ages ago so I thought I’d probably be in the best condition to make sure you were okay,” he explains, and you give him a look.

“You stopped drinking to smoke,” you point out, which makes him laugh.

“Same difference. I hope Ryujin’s okay after that, though. Changbin is such an idiot sometimes,” Hyunjin says with a sigh. You nod in response.

“This is why I feel the need to get involved - I just, after what happened last year, I don’t want to see her get hurt again,” you explain, thinking about what Hyunjin had said to you a while back.

“Hey, don’t think twice about what I said about you getting involved in their relationship,” he says seriously, turning to look at you properly. “I was just being snarky for the sake of it, I didn’t mean it. I know you just want to be a good friend.”

You shrug, kind of thankful that he was willing to admit there wasn’t any truth behind his statement. “Maybe I shouldn’t get too involved, though, when this is the outcome,” you say with a smile, pointing to your bloody cheek. Hyunjin chuckles, shaking his head.

“That’s us here,” his friend says, pulling up outside the nearest hospital in your area. You get out of the car, letting Hyunjin’s hand go and watching as he thanks his friend and says something about getting an Uber home. His friend gives you a wave before driving off, and Hyunjin walks up to your side.

The two of you go into the accident and emergency section, which is suprisingly quiet for a Saturday night. Usually it’s heaving with drunk people getting themselves into mischief. It only takes you ten minutes of waiting until your seen to, and Hyunjin gives you a half smile and tells you he will wait for you in the waiting room.

After a gruelling physical inspection, your doctor tells you that the laceration needs disinfected and glued together, since the cut isn’t that deep. She also explains the reason your vision was lost momentarily was due to shock and the fact you’d been drinking, and wasn’t anything to be ridiculously worried about. All in all, it’s not long until your joining Hyunjin and arranging an Uber.

“I did not expect this to be the outcome of my night,” Hyunjin laughs, gently tapping your feet with his as the two of you stand and wait for the Uber he’d just arranged.

“Thought you’d be in bed with some sorority chick by now?” You say, taunting him. He scoffs, shaking his head of dark hair.

“I thought I’d be in bed with some leftover beef wellington from Minho and asleep by 2am,” he says, making you chuckle. You pull your phone out of your back pocket to a swarm of texts, your group chat with the girls blowing up and your individual messages with the guys having messages constantly pinging through. A huge chunk of them are from Changbin, a spam from Felix asking if you were okay, a couple from Jeongin, Jisung and Minho and a good bunch from Seungmin as well. Chan has phoned you a few times, like the dutiful father figure he is, and Ryujin had individually texted you to.

Instead of replying, you switch your phone off fully, placing it back into your pocket. You could deal with the swarms of messages tomorrow, you decide, since your friends are probably already at home asleep by now. Hyunjin confirms this after picking up an incoming call from Felix.

“Hey,” he starts, putting the call on speaker.

“Are you guys okay? How is she? Are you at the hospital?” Felix whisper shouts, which makes you think the other guys in his dorm are asleep.

“Calm down, Sherlock,” Hyunjin rolls his eyes at his doting friend. “We’re fine, I took her to the hospital and she got the cut glued. Doc says she’s alright, but told me to look out for signs of a concussion.”

“She did?” You say quietly, and Hyunjin nods. You feel like you must have zoned out when she was droning on and on about symptoms and jargon and whatever else.

“Oh thank god, we were all so scared when Changbin hit her. I called Chan earlier and he says Changbin’s freaking out, says Ryujin won’t speak to him. And then Chaeryoung was texting me saying their dorm is a disaster too, and Ryujin is going nuts,” Felix explains, relaying all his forms of communication to you and Hyunjin. The two of you share a look.

“So our dorm is the only quiet one right now?” He asks.

“Yeah, everyone’s asleep but me, and I’m shattered, so I won’t be long either. Minho’s still at the girls dorm after taking Ryujin home,” Felix clarifies. “Honestly, if I were you guys I’d just come straight here. Ryujin going ballistic won’t do anything to help, especially if you might have a concussion.”

Hyunjin looks towards you expectantly and you shrug, thinking it might not actually be the worst idea.

“I can sleep on the couch?” You offer, which Hyunjin shakes his head profusely at.

“No fucking way,” he says, as if it’s the worst thing you’ve ever said. “You can take my bed and I’ll share with Felix.”

“Fine by me,” Felix says, yawning. A car pulls in then, and Hyunjin recognises the number plate as the Uber you were waiting for.

“That’s our Uber, we’ll be back in, like, fifteen minutes maybe?” Hyunjin says to Felix over the phone. He says his goodbyes and Hyunjin hangs up, opening the door for you as you climb into the back seat. He gets into the other side, and thankfully your Uber doesn’t say anything other than confirm your destination, giving you the peace you need.

When your almost back at the dorm, Hyunjin breaks the peaceful silence. “Don’t worry about messaging the girls, I’ve already sent Chaeryoung a text to let her know your staying with me.”

You can’t help but roll your eyes as the Uber pulls up outside Hyunjin’s dorm. “Great, now I’m never gonna hear the end of it.”

He eyes you with a strange look, thanking the Uber and getting out. “What do you mean?”

You chuckle as you shake your head, following him inside his dorm building after he presses his key card against the reader. “Nothing, don’t worry.”

You attempt to be as quiet as possible when you get inside his dorm, knowing that you’re not the only one who’s had a stressful night. Hyunjin gives you some of his clothes to sleep in which you thank him for, changing into his shorts and tshirt in his bedroom whilst he’s in the kitchen. He returns after knocking with a glass of water and a packet of pain relief tablets.

“Here,” he says, placing the items on his bedside table for you as you get comfortable in his bed. “I’ll just be next door, so if anything starts hurting or whatever, just call or text me, or even come through if I don’t respond.”

You smile, thanking him with a laugh. “Thanks, Hyunjin. You don’t need to worry so much about me. I feel bad enough stealing your bed as it is.”

“You’re not stealing it, I’m giving it to you,” he points on, taking a seat at the edge of his bed to talk to you. You can’t help but think about how kind he’s been to you tonight, and wonder if you’d been looking past his good traits all this time just to align with your theory that he was the devil in disguise. “I’m worried about leaving you alone all night.”

“I’ll be fine,” you reassure him, giving him a smile for good measure. “When did you become so protective over me?”

You watch him roll his eyes with a smile at your teasing, shaking his head. “Who knows. Maybe it was after you stopped being evil to me.”

“And we’re back,” you say quietly, laughing with him. “Go get some sleep.”

“Okay, okay,” he says, standing up off the bed. “Remember to call me if you need me.”

You salute at him as he walks towards his door, stopping at it when you call out his name.

“Thanks for everything tonight,” you say sincerely, which he smiles at.

“No problem,” he responds, lingering a bit longer, until he shakes his phone at you, as if to remind you to talk to him if you start feeling worse. He turns on his heel then, closing the door behind himself, and you kind of hate the fact that you wished you could have asked him to stay with you.

tag list

@cursed-mars-bars @hanjistarss @imasimplol @hyunverse @aestaeticous @dorisnumber1fan @tasteskz-sword @amnmich

[deusetco]

Rules: Tag (10) people who you want to get to know better. (bold of you to assume i know 10 people lmao)

thank you for tagging me @bajoranlesbian !! sorry it took me so long to get to it!

Relationship Status: in love with a creature (@snek-amiga) - and i think she likes me back omg!!

Favorite Colour: you can't do this to me.... i like people being happy so i'll say yellow because it makes an old friend happy, lavender/violet/indigo because they make my girlfriend happy, and pink because it makes the lovely individual who tagged me happy ^_^

Three Favorite Foods: what's the deal with picking favourites???? it depends on the mood!!!! - okay fine let's see... my go to sweet is raspberry cheesecake, and i really like... many things :(

Song Stuck in my Head: uhh i currently have two playlists stuck in my head playing in random loops - one is a couple of Mon Laferte albums and the other is a bunch of songs by Trotsky Vengaran (hell yeah spanish bitch i'm so cool)

Last Song I Listened to: read previous answer - although technically my morning wakeup alarm is a song so that would be it: Mariposa Tecnicolor by Fito Paez

Last Thing I Googled: probably some bullshit Skyrim NPC Ref ID for Console Commands purposes

Time: 10.45am (yes it's working time, don't tell my boss i'm on tumblr)

Dream Trip: going to kind places accompanied by lovely people - and also visiting my girlfriend who lives tragically far away

Anything I Really Want Right Now: to go back in time two days and give @bajoranlesbian a hug

Obligation-free tagging: @snek-amiga @spinelikericekrispy @mushroomsoupofficial @prefieronuestrofuneral @eepybubble @el-o-d @stosb @godsspecialprincess @nectarinesand @wanderingmarine (oh wow i actually do know more people than i thought lmao)

[laismoura-art]

Who do you personally cast as Harumi if she were to (hopefully) be playable? Me, I'd pick Sumalee Montano. Because 1) since she's the voice and mocap of Yuna in Ghost of Tsushima, it would be cute if she ended up being Jin's husband in another universe, and 2) because I think she has the range and capability to pull Harumi off. She's played so many badass characters like the aforementioned Yuna and Arcee from Transformers: Prime. Just listen to them both and tell me that’s not Harumi. Arcee’s snarky personality can also be for her more funnier interactions with Kuai Liang and Smoke 🤪

Also I kinda ship Jin and Yuna so it would be funnier if they end up becoming partners in two franchises 👀

Hi, Anon!! Thanks for the ask!!🩷

I went after Sumalee's work as Arcee and Yuna, and oooh I can definitely see our vision, and I loved it!

I totally see Kuairumi in Yuna and Jin! Him being more reserved and doing his very best to look always so composed and in control, but just not being able to keep it together when he's around the pretty girl🤭 it's cute!

Meanwhile, she's more open about her feelings and makes sure he knows how much she cares for him!

It's an undeniably cute dynamic!

As for her work as Arcee, I believe Harumi would save the snarky attitude for her enemies and be more of a tease towards her friends!

Especially towards Kuai, who's completely out of his comfort zone and having to take a role he didn't want to nor was prepared to take!

She would tease him and make little jokes just to light up the mood. He would pout at her comments and, for a moment, would just forget about all his problems. It helps, even though he doesn't realise right away!

So, Sumalee is definitely a great choice!🩷

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

Now for my personal choice:

See, I'm Brazilian, and most of us take pride in our voice actors and the amazing work they do!

We have so many iconic voices, Guilherme Briggs, Flávia Saddy, Miriam Fisher, Marcio Seixas, and so, so, so many more!

So when I think of a voice for Harumi, I can only think of Brazilian voices for her. My personal favourite being:

Guilene Conte!

Here's a little compilation so you can hear her voice!

Her work as Rochelle from "Everybody Hates Chris" is LEGENDARY to the point whenever we hear Rochelle's actress, Tichina Arnold, speak in English it just feels sooo wrong!😂😂

Her works as Sarah Lance and Capitan Amélia were great, too. She has a really strong voice, fitting with a leader, I can definitely hear her commanding her warriors in defence of the Shirai Ryu!

She would also go personally to Kuai's defence when a student tries to be too bold on him, talking back and acting disrespectful, she would snap at them Rochelle style and make them wish they were never born (that definitely extends to Bi-Han), lol💀

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

In a perfect world, Sumalee voices Harumi and Guilene does the Brazilian dub!👀💕💖💞💓

@madamealtruist you're the pro when it comes to voice acting. Please, girl, do share your thoughts when you're back!💕

[ryttu3k]

Classic 100 weekend! My shortlist (and 41-strong longlist) are here, will be keeping track of everything beneath the cut! Bolded entries are from my shortlist, regular text will be longlist, others I really dig will be asterisked. Let's see how we go!

98. Rimsky-Korsakov - Scheherazade (getting started on the longlist early on!)

95. Beethoven - Symphony No. 5* (listen I longlisted three other symphonies, 5th didn't fit)

94. Hisaishi - My Neighbour Totoro* (I do have Hisaishi longlisted, but for Spirited Away)

92. Rodgers & Hammerstein - The Sound of Music* (I think this was on either Mum's longlist or shortlist. Either way, I grew up on this!)

90. Strauss Jr - On The Beautiful Blue Danube* ([muffled space shuttle docking in the distance] Anyway I'm a quarter Viennese this shit's genetic)

86. Westlake - Babe* (got Westlake in my shortlist for Antarctica, but Babe is lovely too!)

84. Westlake and Lior - Compassion* (just a beautiful piece)

83. Einaudi - I Giorni* (huh, I thought I actually did longlist this)

78. Jenkins - Adiemus* (oh hey I know this! I have Benedictus from The Armed Man in my longlist, didn't realise this was his too)

76. Williams - Jurassic Park (longlist! For a very silly reason - my brother and SIL used the main theme as their wedding march, so got some lovely associations with it)

73. Jeffes - Music for a Found Harmonium* (didn't longlist it but totally should have!)

71. Beethoven - Moonlight Sonata (technically I longlisted it for the third movement and they only played the first, but oh well)

67. Williams - Indiana Jones* (how much Williams will be on here? Yes)

61. Elgar - Pomp & Circumstances (the first appearance of something from my shortlist! This one got on the list because my grandmother loves it so much and gets so much comfort and joy from it)

57. Ravel - Bolero (here is a super fun drum corps version! Lowkey want to be the cymbalist who looks like she's having too much fun, and also those two drummers at the end who are leaping into the air. Such great energy!)

56. Hisaishi - Howl's Moving Castle* (another Hisaishi! Still waiting for Spirited Away (Nausicaa wasn't on the nominee list, alas), but honestly, any is good)

54. Copland - Anthem for the Common Man (I also really like the Emerson, Lake, and Palmer version :D Oh, they just played a snippet of it!)

52. Powell - How To Train Your Dragon* (I do love me some Romantic Flight)

48. Saint-Saëns - Carnival of the Animals* (I have the Organ Symphony on my shortlist and Samson et Delilah (for Bacchanale) on my longlist, but I enjoy this too! Also Danse Macabre, but not sure that'd make it onto a list of music to make you feel good...)

47. Copland - Appalachian Spring (my favourite of the two Copland ones I had on my longlist!)

46. Theodorakis - Zorba the Greek (literally how can you not enjoy this piece?)

45. Sibelius - Finlandia* (pieces that make you want to visit the Arctic)

43. Tchaikovsky - 1812 Overture (my first memory of this: the very first Symphony Under the Stars in the Domain, January 1992. I had just turned five. Featured live cannons, fireworks, and the bells of St Mary's Cathedral, and it definitely made an impression!)

39. Grieg - Peer Gynt* (I basically grew up on this, thanks to a Grieg-loving Mum)

36. Westlake - Antarctica feat. Penguin Ballet (it's a penguin ballet <3)

35. Beethoven - 7th Symphony (this was my top choice and it should have been much higher up ;_; And they only played the second movement, my fourth-favourite of four!)

34. Vangelis - Chariots of Fire (I mean I longlisted it, but better than the 7th?)

28. Orff - Carmina Burana (this was one of the first live concerts I ever saw. When Ave Formosissima transitioned into the O Fortuna reprise I got chills. I also goddamn adore Ave Formosissima into the techno version of O Fortuna, but...)

27. Richter - Four Seasons Recomposed (the reorchestration that made me fall in love with Four Seasons. I liked bits before but this is just... next level. You know how sometimes you have a super elaborate and detailed painting and there's so much you lose a lot of it, like, say, Bosch's Garden of Earthly Delights? And then you see details and you're just, "I didn't know that was there!" and you can focus on that and just marvel at the genius of it? This is like the musical version, by taking excerpts and celebrating them!)

26. Saint-Saëns - Organ Symphony (hilariously one of my Sunday morning Traditions(tm) is listening to this, so. I still kept my Tradition(tm)!)

22. Williams - Star Wars (damn, I thought this'd be top 10!)

20. Dvorak - New World Symphony (thought this'd be higher too, honestly! Lots of surprises up this end.)

19. Beethoven - Pastoral Symphony (made it to the top 20! Unsure if Eroica will get in, so we're basically just waiting to see where Choral comes in. Top 5 or bust!!)

18. Tchaikovsky - The Nutcracker* (one of my first ballets! Granted, one of a lot of people's first ballets...)

12. Shore - Lord of the Rings (and The Hobbit) (surprised this did so much better than Star Wars, but very pleased!)

8. Elgar - Enigma Variations* (particularly Nimrod, Mum's favourite)

7. Jenkins - The Armed Man (specifically Benedictus. I'm still uncertain if this makes me Feel Good or just makes me Feel A Lot, but either way: emotions)

5. Gershwin - Rhapsody in Blue (my beloved <3 Lovely orchestral version)

2. Holst - The Planets (surprised it got in so high, but pleased!)

1. Oh, you know :)

Current count

Shortlist: 6/10 (Pomp and Circumstances, Penguin Ballet, 7th Symphony, Four Seasons Recomposed, Organ Symphony, Star Wars)

Longlist: 17/31 (Scheherezade, Jurassic Park, Moonlight Sonata, Bolero, Anthem for the Common Man, Appalachian Spring, Zorba the Greek, 1812 Overture, Chariots of Fire, Carmina Burana, New World Symphony, Pastoral Symphony, Lord of the Rings, The Armed Man, Rhapsody in Blue, The Planets, aaand Choral!)

[andmaybegayer]

Last Monday of the Week 2024-06-03

Finicky little situations

Listening: I had a hankering for some Clark Powell and went looking through her Bandcamp, and listened to Labyrinth's Heart

This album is really interesting, in that a lot of it ends up in the Psycholonials soundtrack, almost all of it really. Forgotten is the basis for the interstitial chapter music and finale track, Misbegotten has the foundations for one of my favourites, Outlaw.

Clark's more recent stuff is this extremely chill pop-y sounding music, and through association with Psycholonials it is perfect hot summer day background music.

Oh also. Finished S4 of The Magnus Archives. Bold way to end the season, just blam hey hello we're ending the world. See you on the flipside!

I will say that I do not really get where John/Martin is really meant to go, and I know people did not like the last season that much, but I have found it pretty good. It is getting a little too close to exiting the Monster Of The Week mode that I prize so much, but it's still there.

Watching: DeviantOllam's extremely good long talk on fire safety code, ostensibly in the context of using it as a cover for breaking in to buildings but it is honestly mostly just a chance for a bunch of nerds to learn about extremely specialized tools and get more niche facts about the built environment. This is that four hour disney star wars talk for people who have NFC card reprogrammers.

DeviantOllam does some really great talks on a lot on physical security but is also just, very good at talking, he delivers things in a way that gets you invested in it even if you had no idea you would care.

Reading: A little shy of halfway through The Book of Dust by Philip Pullman, the second book in the new trilogy The Secret Commonwealth, which started with La Belle Sauvage. I read La Belle Sauvage a few years ago and had to go refresh on a synopsis.

Philip Pullman is a truly great writer, and now that he has killed god in this universe he can focus on more interesting things, like philosophy of the soul when some (or potentially all) of your soul is also a kitty cat.

Jumping us forward to 20-year old Lyra is a bit of an adjustment. You get so used to thinking over her as the very specific like 12 year old that she is throughout His Dark Materials. She says fuck now! It's also exceedingly funny that she appears to have fallen in with The Rationalists in a world with witches and magic. I guess spoilers?

Ylen naq cna xvaq bs ungvat rnpu bgure vf fhpu n punatr sebz UQZ. Vg vf shaal gung jr nyzbfg vzzrqvngryl trg gbyq rkcyvpvgyl gung guvf vfa'g gung hapbzzba, juvpu frrzf gb or bar bs gur znal gurzrf ehaavat guebhtu guvf obbx. Guvatf gung frrz fvathyne whfg nera'g. Frireny crbcyr pna frcnengr, znal crbcyr ner njner bs guvatf gung frrz gb or gval pbafcvenpvrf. Gur Ylen/Znypbz eryngvbafuvc vf snfpvangvat, vg vf fb qrrcyl hapbzsbegnoyr sbe rirelbar vaibyirq va gung terng jnl gung znxrf vg chfu naq chyy ng rirelguvat nebhaq vg. Gurer ner n ybg bs Pncvgny G Gurzrf orvat frg hc, gur fbeg bs ershgngvba bs na raq bs uvfgbel, zber eryvtvbhf fghss va gur guernq bs Qhfg naq gur PPQ, gur vapernfvat zbqreavmngvba bs gur jbeyq qrfcvgr nyy gur jrveq nanpuebavfgvp genccvatf bs Ylen'f Jbeyq.

Every now and again I remember how impossibly heartbreaking the end of Amber Spyglass is and I'm like holy shit he really did that to his readers. I think it took me about a week to pick up a different book after I finished that.

Playing: Beat dark souls! More extensive talk about that in the #dark souls tag.

The story is of course homeopathic. Like Pyre, the game takes place after all the interesting stuff, but unlike Pyre, there isn't really a strong core of characters to watch through the aftermath. I'm not entirely clear why we were trying to link the flame, other than that the guy in the Asylum told us it was a legend.

Ultimately, unimportant, the gameplay is mostly great! The final bosses are a little weird, they feel weak and their areas all feel like they're missing something, but I quite liked Nito and the Four Kings, and Seath was mostly fine. Hey wait, the furtive pygmy! I forgot about the furtive pygmy, just like they said! Nevermind fuck everything I just said, best game in history.

I will go back and try to NG+, also some people mentioned the DLC which I have no idea how to access, but I will look that up probably. It sounds like there's some good bosses in there.

The combat really is fun, although I maintain that there are lot of combat issues that are really more like UI issues than actual game design issues, things like the parry mechanic being so fiddly and the upgrade system being inscrutable.

Making: LuaLED has me in a hole because I have to do Web Shit and I do not know how to do Web Shit. This is a me issue not a Web issue, I just never really put the time into learning more than the basics of HTML and HTTP.

Tools and Equipment: aerc is a simple email client for the terminal.

I have used various Mail clients over the years and I always find myself gravitating back towards just using whatever web client my provider has because I don't give a shit and I don't get that many emails, but I have recently wanted to handle my work emails from the terminal for reasons, and I tried out aerc. I've previously used Mutt but setting up Mutt is a huge pain in the ass and it has one billion controls that mean nothing if you're not doing mailbox stuff, because it's from ten thousand years ago.

aerc is stripped down and optimized for a few specific use cases, one of the big ones being "handling emailed git patches" which I don't do much but do do sometimes. It's also a pretty nice general text mail client, it's easy to set up and it lets you get into using it very easily.

[washa]

I listened to porters audio and here's my favourite personal comments:)) (It was like 2 pages long in my notes so i had to trim it down.)

Porter spoilers!

Headcanon, He dresses like british Batman. Idk how that works but he does.

I'm surprised he didn't call my friends a twat or something, or like a bum.

the way he says dd (designated driver) makes it sound like a shitty innuendo.

If he says "well for one" one more time i'm gonna shred his vocal chords

TREASURE??? aye aye captain

god what's with solitares and being borderline stalkers 😮‍💨

HELP THE WAY HE SAYS PORTER SOLAIRE

"Porta Solaiar"

He's giving Draco Malfoy post puberty

He's so stupidly poetic I want to consume his vocabulary

Solaires got a things for eyes damn

WHY ARE SOLAIRES SO FOWARD???

Show me what. Your dick??

OH SHIT PORTER IS GOING TO THE SUMMIT CONFIRMED

Old friend?? SAM??? SAMUEL????? HELP THE DRAMAMA

Why is Treasure such a doormat

Is he like giving advice from personal experience?? like w him and Vincent??

WOAH THERE BACK UP JAMES CULLEN

Treasure is a lovely petname bc like it makes me feel shiny

Ykw I'm actually glad he established a boundary saying that it will probably just be a one night stand and nothing more, kudos and respect

through the skin??? i'm not pork belly or something. Crispy skin

I know it's fantasy but If i was Treasure i'll run if a guy asked to bite me

How can be sound so crazy but be somewhat respectful 😕

Real teeth? What did i think he was like a furry??

D.U.M.P is gonna have a field day w this breach of covert

Oh right trances, Vampires are funny critters.

WOAH BOLD TREASURE BOLD TREASURE 🗣🗣

HELP WHY IS HE MOANING??? good heavens.

Too long??? HOW LONG IS TOO LONG

he's going for seconds, i'm gonna look like a prune.

ew please don't kiss me i hate the taste of iron

[yesssireeee]

Taixu IS an orv fan song (very rough sorry everyone)

(taixu by Lasah and Sasakure.UK)

Ok so like TAIXU HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD AND NOT A GOOD ONE A PAINFUL ONE IT'S SO PAINFUL BUT AT THE SAME TIME I'M OBSESSED???? LIKE IF I THINK OF IT AS AN ORV REFERENCE - WHICH BTW IT TOTALLY IS - I MEAN IF YOU KNOW THE LORE YOU CAN'T TELL ME IT'S A WALKING ORB REFERENCE LIKE THIS FR COULD BE A FAN SONG-

AND MY EVIDENCE FOR THIS IS FIRST OF ALL THE WHITE CROW GOING "You need to wind the world, until the end" LIKE ISN'T THIS BASICALLY OLDEST DREAM (KDJ) HE CHOSE TO STAY IN THE SUBWAY BECAUSE HE NEEDS TO MAKE SURE HIS WORLD GETS "The end" AND HE'S THE ONE WHO HAVE YJH THE ABILITY TO WELL UNWIND THE WORLD RIGHT?? HE TAKES IT AS HIS RESPONSIBILITY BECAUSE HE WANTS TO SEE THE EPILOGUE FOR HIS FAVOURITE NOVEL - WHAT SAVED HIM - BUT HE CAN'T SEE HIMSELF IN IT-

SECONDLY, THE WHOLE "The first end came so suddenly you couldn't say goodbye to me.

The tenth end came with agony, I thought that we were meant to be.

The hundredth end was simply just an apathetic day for me.

The thousandth end was ecstasy, the people begged for me to bleed."

LIKE IF THIS DOESN'T SCREAM YJH LITERALLY WHAT DOES???? IT TOTALLY REPRESENTS HIS REGRESSION DEPRESSION THAT WAS MENTIONED SO DEEPLY IN THE NOVEL LIKE THIS IS LITERALLY HIM- AND THE WHOLE "couldn't say goodbye" IS LIKE HOW HE sSACRIFICED EVERYTHING TO SEE KDJ BUT DOESN'T GET TO SEE HIM UNTIL MANY REGRESSIONS LATER WHEN HE HAS FORGOTTEN WHO KDJ IS AND WHY HE EVEN STARTED HIS JOURNEY (Thouvht ig that's kdj's fault) ALSO HOW HE BECOMES APATHETIC TOWARDS DEATH AND KILLING HIS COMPANIONS FOR THE GREATER GOOD LIKE??? AND ALSO THE WAY IT WAS ECSTASY BECAUSE PEOPPE BEGGED FOR THEM TO BLEED I CAN ABSOLUTELY SEE THAT APPLIES TO YJH ESPECIALLY DURING THE 1863 ARC WHERE HE SACRIFICES HIMSELF- ALSO HOW HE CLAIMS TO HAVE GROWN APATHETIC TO KILLING HIS COMPANIONS WE KNOW YJH ISN'T COMPLETELY AND HE STILL SUFFERS-

OK THEN THERE IS "Remember when I used to be you?" LIKE???? THIS IS LITERALLY 49% 51% KDJ THIS IS SO 49% 51% KDJ LIKE THIS LITERALLY IS ABOUT - HOW KDJ WATCHES THE (Almost) OTHER HALF OF HIM LIVE OUT WHAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE HIS LIFE HAPPILY WITH HIS COMPANIONS- THIS IS LITERALLY OD WATCHING THE OTHER KDJ AND LONGING FOR BEING WITH HIS COMPANIONS AGAIN?????

THEN THERE IS "Unwind the world and your nightmare's gone" SO LIKE OBVIOUSLY THIS FITS YJH???? LIKE IS THERE EVEN A QUESTIONS ABOUT IT?? IT BASICALLY REPRESENTS HOW WHEN THE WORLD GETS TOO BAD HE RESETS TO "SAVE IT" AND SAVE HIS COMPANIONS AND REACH THE END (Tho he has already reached that end but that little ungrateful mf--) I LITERALLY REFUSE TO BELIEVE THEY LITERALLY AREN'T TALKING ABOUT KDJ

THEN THERE IS "No, I can't leave the world by itself it needs me until the end" SCREAMS LITERALLY WITH BOLD LETTERS ON A BILLBOARD ON *MUTIPLE* BILLBOARDS OD AND KDJ- LIKE THE WHOLE "THE END" THING IS LITERALLY A KDJ REFERENCE AND YOU CAN'T CHANGE MY MIND BECAUSE HIS "◼️◼️" IS PRETTY MUCH "The end" OR COULD ALSO BE "Eternity" PLUS LIKE THE WHOLE KDJ SUFFERING ALONE JUST TO SEE THE ENDING FOR HIS FAVOURITE NOVEK THAT'S LITERALLY A QUOTE RIGHT OF THE NOVEL AND YOU. CAN'T. CHANGE. MY. MIND.

"Remember when we used to be 2" OKOK LISTEN TO ME THIS IS SO OBVIOUSLY 49 51 KDJ OBVIOUSLY SO SO OBVIOUSLY I DON'T EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN IT BUT WHY CAN I KINDA SEE THIS BEING YJH AND SP TOO??? LIKE SP THINKING ABOUT HOW YJH ISN'T "Him" AND HOW HE WILL NEVER BE THE YJH THAT IS KDJ'S COMPANION BUT THAT'S KINDA A STRETCH IK BUT LIKE OBVIOUSLY THIS IS 49 51 I DON'T EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN IT

THEN THERE IS THE BLACK CROW THAT COMES ALONG "you're not chosen to wind the world, wait for the end" I'M GOING TO GET INTO THIS A LOT MORE LATER WHEN I COMPARE THE LAST LINES BUT DOESN'T THIS KINDS SCREAM YJH TO KDJ?? OR JUST KIMCOM IN GENERAL I COULD TOTALLY SEE THIS BEING HSY OR JHW YK MINUS THE IDIOT BC OF COURSE THEY WOULD SAY IDIOT BUT LIKE THIS BEING KIMCOM TRYING TO GET TO KDJ TRYING TO CONVINCE HIM THAT HE IS NEEDED FOR THE EPILOGUE

THEN THERE IS "The hundreds the and millions are depending on what I believe."

THIS COULD VERY EASILY BE HSY OR YJH- LIKE HSY OBVIOUSLY CHOOSING THE WRITE THE NOVEL AND PRETTY MUCH CHOOSING HIGHSCHOOL KDJ OVER IDK YK *THE WORLD⁉️⁉️* LIKE SHE REALLY BE LIKE PRIORITIES IG AND THEN VERY OBVIOUSLY YJH BECAUSE HE'S THE PROTAGONIST THE "Hero" AND HIS CHOICES AFFECT ALL OF THOSE LIVES BECAUSE HE'S THE STRONGEST THEY DEPEND ON HIM AND WHAT HE BELIEVES WHICH IS WHY SYS HATES HIM SO MUCH FOR HIS CHOICES BUT CAN'T STOP RESPECTING HIM- THERE IS ALSO WHEN YJH DECIDED TO RESET THE HAPPY ENDING THAT KDJ WORKED SO HARD TO GET FOR HIM BUT THREW IT ALL AWAY FROM KDJ HIMSELF

"I buried him so deeply with the words that always haunted me.

His eyes reminded someone who I used to long and grieve."

THIS IS LITERALLY YJH. LIKE HOW HE SUFFERS THROUGH SO MUCH JUST FOR KDJ JUST TO FORGET WHO HE IS AND HOW MUCH HE MEANS TO HIM- HIM TRYING SO HARD TO GET TO KDJ AND FINALLY GETTING TO HIM AND NOT BEING ABLE TO REALIZE WHAT HE FINALLY GOT BECAUSE HE HAD HAD FORGOTTEN WHAT HIS GOAL WHAT AND WHO IT ALL WAS FOR AND JUST WENT THROUGH THE ENDLESS CYCLE OF REGRESSION AND REGRESSION- TO FINALLY GET TO "The end of the scenarios"

THEN THERE IS "so tell me what's the "end of the world'

The crows were both myself.

Or...

was..

it you?"

AND THIS IS WHERE THE WHOLE THEORY COMES TOGETHER AND I THINK THE WHITE CROW IS SP AND THE BLACK CROW IS YJH OR KIMCOM IG BUT SINCE THE WHITE CROW IS SP I'M GOING TO SAY THE BLACK CROW IS YJH- THIS IS BECAUSE THE WHITE CROW IS THE WHITE CROW IS TRYING TO KDJ (Not actually kdj but yk) TO STAY AND BELIEVE THE WORLD IS UP TO THEM RIGHT?? AND WELL I GUESS I FEEL THE WHITE CROW IS TALKING TO OD SPECIFICALLY AND DOESN'T THAT MAKE PERFECR SENSE FOR SP?? TECHNICALLY WHAT HE WANTS IS KDJ TO BE WITH HIM AND TECHNICALLY HIM BEING IN THE SUBWAY AS OD IS IN HIS FAVOR AND HE WANTS HIM TO STAY THAT WAY YK WITH HIM AND MAKING HIM BELIEVE THAT HE NEEDS TO STAY THERE TO SEE THE END THAT HE LONGS FOR-

AND THE BLACK CROW I'VE ALREADY EXPLAINED THIS BREIFLY BUT YJH (And Kimcom obviously) ARE TRYING TO GET KDJ OUT OF THAT SUBWAY FOR HIM TO BE PART OF THE STORY- THEY NEED HIM TO STOP BELIEVING THAT HE ISN'T NEEDED IN THE STORY AND THAT HE HAS TO BE THERE TO SEE THE END AND SAVE THE WORLD (Or his companions bc I wouldn't say the world per se is his priority) SO TELLING HIM THAT HE WASN'T MEANT TO WIND THE WORLD AND THAT HE SHOULD "Wait for the end" WOULD BE LIKE TELLING HIM THAT HE NEEDS TO SEE THROUGH THE END WITH THE REST OF THEM AND LIVE THROUGH THE REST OF THEIR LIVES TOGETHER

AND THEN THERE IS "both the crows were myself.

Or...

Was...

It you"

THIS FITS MY THEORY SO SO SO WELL BECAUSE THE "The crows were me" COULD BE LIKE OD HALLUCINATING AND IMAGINING HIS COMPANIONS (More specifically yjh) DUE TO HIS LONELINESS- I MEAN HE IS CALLED THE OLDEST DREAM BECAUSE OF A "DREAM" SO IT COULD BE OD TRYING TO CONVICE HIMSELF IT WAS ALL HALLUCINATIONS OR THAT HE WAS IMAGINING IT BUT THEN THE "Or was it you" IS SO PERFECT FOR THR CROWS BEING YJH AND SP I DON'T THINK I DON'T EVEN HAVE TO EXPLAIN WHY- I also just want to mention as a quick addition to why so and yjh as the crows was so good bc I compared the *white* crow to sp who is known for his white coat and the black crow to yjh who is obviously known for his *black* coat which is

So to sum this up TAIXU IS LITERALLY AN ORV FAN SONG AND THE WHITE CROW IS SP THE BLACK CROW IS YJH AND IT CYCLES KDJ AND YJH POV THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE SONG.

If you're as insane about this goobers please say something 🙏🙏🙏

[welcometololaland]

The game where you bold all that apply (and I put unhinged things below).

Thanks for the tag @olinsghost! Sorry I'm so late but thank you for thinking of me, I appreciate it <3

APPEARANCE: i’m under 5’5” // i wear glasses/contacts // i have blonde hair // i prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // i have one or more piercings // i have at least one tattoo // i have blue eyes // i have dyed or highlighted my hair // i have gotten plastic surgery // i have or had braces // i sunburn easily // i have freckles // i paint my nails // i typically wear make-up // i don’t often smile // i am pleased with how i look // i prefer nike to adidas // i wear baseball hats backwards

(unhinged notes: ANYONE who has read Love Game aka. the Tennis AU knows how much I love Nike - that's a FACT. Also, I should wear glasses but I don't (don't @ me @rmd-writes), i love oversized t-shirts but ALSO crop tops BUT i'm a tummy hurt girlie so loose clothing is sometimes necessary. i want a tattoo so badly but i'm so indecisive. i never wore my retainer so now i have to get braces AGAIN and sometimes i wear hats backwards but NOT baseball caps purely because i don't have one).

HOBBIES AND TALENTS: i play a sport // i can play an instrument // i am artistic // i know more than one language // i have won a trophy in some sort of competition // i can cook or bake without a recipe // i know how to swim // i enjoy writing // i can do origami // i prefer movies to tv shows // i can execute a perfect somersault // i enjoy singing // i could survive in the wild on my own // i have read a new book series this year // i enjoy spending time with friends // i travel during school or work breaks (if i can afford it) // i can do a handstand

(unhinged notes 2.0: i love sport and have played like 10 billion of them in my life, i learnt the piano for like 15 years or something stupid but i'm still not that good, i can do a somersault and a handstand because i take acro classes which are SUPER fun and I did a front tuck the other week! i'm flipping!!! fun fact my sister is an amazing singer - i did not get those genes but i like singing to myself in the car and i HATE singing in front of anyone else. could i survive in the wild on my own? fuck off. absolutely not).

RELATIONSHIP: i am in a relationship // i have been single for over a year // i have a crush // i have a best friends i have known for (more than) ten years // my parents are together // i have dated my best friend // i am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // i have a long distance relationship // i am an only child // i give advice to my friends // i have made an online friend // i met up with someone i have met online

(unhinged notes 3.0: every day i wake up and wonder when my partner is going to be like wtf have a done, but yes, i am in a relationship. i've known two of my best friends since primary school (5 years old). my advice is never good but i give it anyway. i have several online friends and i've now met quite a few of them in real life and i am BLESSED for that!)

AESTHETICS: i have heard the ocean in a conch shell // i have watched the sun rise // i enjoy rainy days // i have slept under the stars // i meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // i enjoy the smell of the beach // i know what snow tastes like // i listen to music to fall asleep // i enjoy thunderstorms // i enjoy cloud watching // i have attended a bonfire // i pay close attention to colours // i find mystery in the ocean // i enjoy hiking on nature paths // autumn is my favourite season 🍂

(unhinged notes 4.0: okay hear me out. early autumn is the best season because it is still warm, light (but not too hot) and the leaves are starting to turn pretty colours!!! spring is too rainy imo, summer too hot and winter too cold. the ocean TERRIFIES me but i think that's part of it's allure. i like listening to thunderstorms but i better not be outside when i do).

MISCELLANEOUS: i can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // i am the mom friend// i live by a certain quote // i like the smell of sharpies // i am involved in extracurricular activities //i enjoy mexican food // i can drive a stick-shift // i believe in true love // i make up scenarios to fall asleep // i sing in the shower // i wish i lived in a video game // i have a canopy above my bed // i am multiracial // i am a redhead // i own at least three dogs

(unhinged notes 5.0): LOVE the smell of sharpies. LOVE IT. i am the idiot friend, not the mom friend. one time an ex-boyfriend tried to teach me how to drive stick and i'm pretty sure we broke up 2 weeks later).

tagging the following mutuals but ANYONE feel free to join in! @rmd-writes @clottedcreamfudge @carlos-in-glasses (i love when you do the notes) @heartstringsduet @lightningboltreader @strandnreyes @lutavero @guardian-angle22 @lemonlyman-dotcom @iboatedhere @cha-melodius @treluna4 @celeritas2997 @alrightbuckaroo @alltheprettyplaces @goodways

[surplus-of-sarcasm]

Part 1

Sixteen, Pt.2

TW: References to difficult past experiences and a fear of heartbreak

So, @those-damn-snippets wants more and @syberianjade liked this storyline as per replies and I had a ridiculous amount of fun writing it, so heeere we go. 😊

Note: I don't have much experience writing romance, so if this feels clichéd or flat, please tell me. I want to learn.

Villain's heart hums out a song of anxiety, beating so fast it feels like it's going to be ripped out of their chest.

They'd tried so hard to rid themselves of these emotions, and it should've been easy because they had options, and this was dangerous. But the way they smiled whenever they found any pictures of Hero's civilian profile or even when they caught pictures of them on online newspapers, the euphoria they felt listening to Hero say literally anything in that enchanting voice of theirs, all those were things they could never ignore.

And after finding out what Hero's love life was like, and how they thought everyone just liked seeing them suffer, they were determined to prove them wrong.

Taking in a deep breath to steady themselves, Villain knocks carefully on Hero's door. It doesn't take long for the crime-fighter to show up, slamming the door just as fast as they'd opened it.

"Hero," they call out almost exasperatedly, knocking again.

Wordlessly, their nemesis opens the door and glares at them. Even with pajamas, mussed up hair and a murderous scowl colouring their features, Hero still looked breathtaking, so much so that Villain's words seemed to get caught in their throat.

"Did you come here just to stare at me?"

"As appealing as that would be, gorgeous," Their eyes trail over to the perfect curve of the hero's jaw, "but no, I have other reasons," they croon, flashing Hero a seductive grin. It helped them feel like they had things under control, and honestly, they were a sucker for making them flustered.

Hero's gaze wanders over to the large and rather flattering bouquet of flowers Villain was clutching in their hands. Periwinkles of a vibrant blue, bold, purple zinnias, jasmines and a striking stem of salvia as the centre piece. Flowers in Hero's favourite colours.

"You like it?" Villain asks almost hesitantly, bringing the blooms closer to Hero.

"Please don't," Hero whispers softly, in a tone so despondent, it breaks the criminal's heart.

"I know what you've been through gives you a plethora of reasons not to trust me. So, I'm not asking you to give me your heart straight away. Just think of this as an adventure. A taste of something new. A one-time thing if you ultimately decide you don't like the experience."

Their voice, when it was gentle like that, seemed to envelope Hero in a warmth they longed to feel, the way a weighted blanket did on a desolate winter night. No matter the risk, they could no longer live like this, with loneliness clawing mercilessly at their heart. They take the bouquet in their hands, and just like with its giver, Hero had great trouble taking their eyes off it.

"Fine. I'll bite." It comes out in a much softer tone than they intend.

"Excellent choice, I won't disappoint. Just go get changed, sweetheart." they smirk.

Hero walks out, dressed simply but beautifully, knocking the air out of Villain's lungs. Leather jacket and dark jeans that compliment their striking figure, hair carefully brushed out and dark, musky fragrance wafting into their nose.

Hero was going to be the end of them.

They smile at them, and hook their hand into theirs, making a flustered, ruddy colour highlight their flawless complexion.

"So where do you want to go?"

"I thought you had something planned, this being your idea," Hero remarks playfully.

"You've never been submissive, love." They pull their arm away and wrap it around Hero's waist, giving them a wolfish grin, their cheeks turning an even brighter red.

"No. Just curious. Impress me."

"My pleasure."

As cliché as it is, Villain takes Hero to one of their favourite places to get dinner. Exchanging stories and occasionally feeding them stuff off their plate with a fork, and watching in delight as they savour the food and their whole face lights up.

It would've been perfect if they hadn't spent ages bickering about who would pay, until Villain screamed at them that they were the one inviting them out.

The next place they go to is a gamble. Villain had always been the one who was asked out, and never once had they been taken there. "Do you like gaming?"

"Like it? When I was still someone's teenaged sidekick, I wanted to do it professionally. Like a civilian job," they all but squeak.

"Being hopelessly in love with you doesn't mean I'm letting you win, dear Hero," Villain cackles, clutching their controller.

Hero replies with a simple smug smirk that evolves into a smug grin when the score board shows they won, with an advantage of two rounds. They weren't kidding about the 'professionally' part.

The last part of their evening together is quite possibly Villain's favourite. This time, they just *know* Hero's going to love it.

They take them to what used to be an old park, now completely devoid of anything but a rusty bench or two. The sight of the stars glowing brightly against the night sky like diamonds woven into dark silk was beautiful. But even the stars didn't sparkle as brightly as Hero's eyes did.

Pulling Air Pods out of their purse, Villain asks Hero to pick a few songs they like to listen to, sticking one into their ear.

"Dance with me, darling?" they whisper, extending a hand out.

They nod, letting their fingers intertwine with Villain's. They kiss the back of Villain's hand, smirking at how it catches them off-guard, only the start of their revenge for all the flustering they'd put them through.

They slow-dance, Hero indulging themselves in the hopelessly flustered look on Villain's face as they dipped them and spun them around, wrapping their arms around their waist and slinging Villain's around their neck. Neither of them wanted it to end.

They finally tire out after hours of dancing in the moonlight, Villain snaking their arm around their waist. They go to Hero's house together, just quietly enjoying each other's company.

"See you around, Hero. I enjoyed tonight with you, and I hope you did too." They kiss Hero's forehead.

The crime-stopper remains silent for a moment, each second pulling away at the villain's heartstrings. They cross the distance between them, pulling them into a long hug and gently pressing a kiss into one of their cheekbones. "Thank you for tonight, love. If you want to, I can take you out, same time, next Saturday."

"I'd want nothing more, sweetheart." They give them one last kiss on their temple, breaking out of their hold.

It's Hero who can't sleep this time, thoughts of their new lover and the sight of their flowers now in vase by their windowsill keeping them up. They know that they're taking a huge, possibly foolish risk, placing their already wounded and fragile heart out on the line.

But they'd never felt something as strong as how they feel about Villain or as loved as they had tonight.