#Tiki Text

[textsfromtheemblem]

[acupofconure]

Soggy-ass chaos gremlin just crashed right into my screen 😩 The worst home office coworker, I swear.

[nejackdaw]

This was a hit with the roomie so:

Me when I started playing FE3H:

(Tap to banish the blur, etc)

[breadloverovo]

In the loving memory of Kinger

Pt. 1: A flying WHAT?!

A lot of things happened to us since the last time I published anything about Kinger. I had different plans to continue the story, but now I must tell the beginning of the end 🚬🗿

In the last chapter, Kinger and I were lost far away from our home. We needed a lot of money or luck to get back, so we came up with a plan: steal a vehicle and get tf out of there... But it was unsuccessful. We were stopped by the birds at first, but then, after braking some laws and feeding some parrots, we were finally able to meet the thermal water bosses: the Tikis.

The Tikis lived on top of a volcano, far to the south of the world. At first, their land was fertile and their fields were vast. There was no war, and there was no need for conflict. Then, what happened? Well, they just got lazy and left the farm life. Near their volcano, they built some really cool thermal waters, and hired a bunch of humans and birds to work for them. Now, their only job was to stay there and keep this face:

Originally, Kinger and I wanted to chill a bit, away from some Amazing placed that seemed to be a Circus, and that was very much Digital, too. So we just cained Caine and run away 😇 don't worry, we were going to bring gifts and cool pictures to the others. Anyway, we arrived at the place and we bought tickets, then we went to eat and we realized something...

— HOLY COW. IS THAT A FLAMENGO?!?! —

I said calmly while taking a detour to watch closely this suprising bird:

— No, it's a cow. — Kinger answered nonechalantly while looking at the horizon.

— What? No, it has wings. It can't be a cow. —

— Oh, then it's like a pegasus. A cowasus. —

— What are you talking about? It's pink. Cows aren't pink. —

— Ooooh, so you're talking about this long-neck thing in front of us. It is, indeed, a flamengo. But I was refering to that cowasus in the back. —

Kinger pointed to the right, and I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing... So we took a picture of it.

— HOLY COW! IS THAT A FLYING COW!? THE LEGENDARY COWASUS!?!?!? —

— Yeah. — The cow said. — What's up 😎? —

— A cow 🐄, you're up in the sky. — Kinger replied.

— Neat. — Said the cow, while I couldn't help but hype about this totally real animal who was not being suspended at all by a wood structure that I erased with my phone. It was crazy, you had to be there. — Wanna see a magic trick? —

The cowasus descended a bit, without touching grass, just like a true gamer. Then, it offered us one of its hooves.

— Give your wallets, I'll show you a cool trick that only flying cow can do. —

— Ok. —

We gave it our wallets, and then it flew away, up up into the sky, all the way into the clouds... We stayed there for about two hours, waiting for something else to happen, very excited. After some time, I looked at Kinger very seriously.

— Did we get robbed just now? —

— It was more like a scam. We seemed to have paid for a magic trick that was not shown to us. —

— Oh, I see. —

And that's the story of how we got ourselves stuck in that volcano. When we told this to the Tikis, the thermal water bosses, they gave us this look:

What happens next is a story for another day. I'll publish it sooner this time... Probably, I don't make promises, I can't really keep them.

— Then what if you promise not to deliver it soon? —

— That's a great idea, Kinger! I'll do that. Thanks a lot, ma' lord. —

— You're welcome 🫳✨ —

[worpleroad]

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[avakmunson]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY !

you had been planning drew’s 31st birthday surprise for weeks, and now the day had finally arrived. as his girlfriend, you wanted everything to be perfect. You recruited with chase , rudy , madison, madelyn, carlacia , and jonathan to help

in the morning, you transformed the pool into a vibrant beach party. you set up colorful decorations, tiki torches, and a table piled high with drew’s favorite snacks and drinks . you could already envision the look on his face when he walked in.

as the afternoon rolled around, you texted drew, asking him to come over . you paced nervously, making sure everything was in place. when you heard his car pull up, your heart raced.

“just a minute!” you called as you took a deep breath. you opened the door and greeted him with a smile. “i have a surprise for you, follow me.”

leading him into the backyard, you and the others shouted, “surprise!” the moment drew saw the decorations and all his friends, his eyes widened in shock. a grin spread across his face as he took in the scene.

“you’ve got to be kidding me!” he exclaimed, looking at the colorful setup and the familiar faces of his friends.

madison stepped forward with a drink. “we couldn’t let you turn 31 without a party!”

you watched as Drew embraced everyone, laughter ringing through the air. The energy was contagious, and soon everyone was playing games, taking photos, and enjoying the delicious food you had prepared.

At one point, you pulled drew aside. “i just wanted to make this day special for you,” you said, feeling a warm glow as you looked into his eyes.

“i can’t believe you did all this. it’s incredible,” he replied, his voice filled with gratitude. “thank you baby.”

as the evening wore on, it was time for the cake. you brought out a stunning tropical-themed cake, and everyone gathered around, singing “happy birthday.” drew blew out the candles, a huge smile on his face as he made his wish.

the night was filled with heartwarming moments—friends sharing their favorite memories of him, laughter echoing under the twinkling lights. you felt a rush of happiness watching drew enjoy every second of it, knowing that you had created a truly unforgettable celebration for him.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Smile Like You Mean It 2

Warnings: non/dubcon, bullying, humiliation, and other dark elements. My username actually says you never asked for any of this.

My warnings are not exhaustive but be aware this is a dark fic and may include potentially triggering topics. Please use your common sense when consuming content. I am not responsible for your decisions.

Characters: Colin Shea, Rafe Cameron (Professor AU)

Summary: you’re trying to grow up but you keep getting pushed back down.

Part of the Bad Professors AU

Note: Please leave some feedback and reblog <3 As always, I love to chat with you all. 

Your new dress isn’t quite new. Yet, it’s better than anything you brought from home. You can’t afford the designer looks but you found a nice dupe. You think. There was a tiktok of a similar outfit, though your vans don’t quite compliment the look. Well, how many people are going to be looking at your feet. Or looking at you. 

It’s too bad your new friend, Ash, had to rush off to get her books. You could have used the moral support and yet, it’s a bit too early to be inviting her places, isn’t it? And to think of it, Colin invited you, not anyone else. 

You check your phone as you walk across campus. Your tights do little against the cold and make your thighs itch. You clutch the strap of your purse, the fringe swaying with each step.  

You hear the party before you get to it. As you walk up, the windows glow against the backdrop of the evening and tiki torches are lit to light the folding tables of red cups and chips and other things. Some bounce balls into the cups as the guests already there cluster around and chatter at a blustering volume. 

You shrink at the precipice of the walk that divides the grass. Music pumps from within, churning in the air with the garbling voices. The front door is wide open as people come and go. You’re nearly knocked off your feet as two guys in the blue jackets brush past you. 

You exhale and make yourself go forward. You grip your phone tight and look down at the screen. You should text Colin and figure out where he is. You’re distracted from sending the message as you pass a girl being crushed by a guy against the siding.  

They make out sloppily, the girl seemingly helpless to his affections as he pens her in. She has her hands on his chest as he clamps her head tight. She wears corduroy skirt and puffy blouse. It’s not exactly cutting edge. 

You peek at the other guests. You prepared for tall blondes and gorgeous brunettes. All the other girls are pretty and yet they aren’t the lululemon, PSL-guzzling coeds you marvel at. They’re just like you... 

“Aubby!” The voice booms like thunder and centers your anxiety.  

You look at Colin with wide eyes as he approaches. Oh my. He’s wearing his jacket but no shirt under it. There are blue emblems painted on his buff chest. Your eyes skim the lines of his tight muscles.  

“There you are, baby doll,” he nears and drapes his arm across your shoulder. “You get a drink? You need a drink.” 

You let him take over easily. Your voice remains elusive. 

“See, I love that about you, Auburn. You’re so gentle and quiet. You let a man take control. Just the way it should be,” he squeezes you against him. “Fuck, I’m all over the place. Did I tell you that dress is hot as hell?” 

You look down and hug yourself. You don’t know that anyone ever complimented your clothes. There wasn’t really anything to like about them. Or you. 

“Let me give you a lay of the land...” he declares as he grabs a red cup from another table and hands it to you. You accept it as he claims on for himself. 

He walks you through the house, yapping about the fraternity and how they have pledges serving the drinks. You notice they don’t have jackets and are dressed in tight spandex shorts and feather boas. You try not to stare. 

You taste the beer. You don’t drink. You never saw the need for it. You always overheard the girls in English talking about getting lit and waking up face down but you were never in with them, and that didn’t really sound too fun. 

“Eh, there he is,” Colin booms and makes you flinch. “Rafe,” he lets you go to the dab up the other guy. He’s a bit more slender than Colin, his hair is longer and floppy, and his eyes look a bit sleepy. “Aubby, this is the best guy in the place. Rafe, this is Auburn... my date.” 

Date? Your eyes flicker. Is that what this is? 

“Uh... hi,” you force out and nearly cough. 

Rafe’s brows tilt and he looks at Colin, “she’s quiet,” the latter says.  

“Cute,” the other replies as he gives you a look up and down. “I been making the rounds. Making sure everyone’s cozy.” 

“Right, right,” Colin says. 

“Good turn out,” Rafe says. “Thing will get going soon.” 

“Sure, well, see ya round, we’re going to try to catch up,” Colin raises his cup and drains it. He turns you past Rafe and presses on. He swallows a belch, “hey, you need another?” 

You look down at your cup. You’ve barely had any. You shake your head. 

“Ah, babe, no problem. You take your time. Lots of beer to go around,” he assures you and waves his cup in the air. A pledge appears to switch it out. You’re embarrassed at all the nakedness. 

“How about we find somewhere quiet? Lots going on, right?” 

You nod. He directs you around a cluster of guys and girls. You get to the stairs and climb with him. He clings to your hand as he drags you down the hall and into a bedroom. He shuts the door and you’re relieved to have the cacophony blocked out. Then all at once, you’re nervous at the reality of being alone with him. 

“I really mean it, that dress looks good on you,” he lets you go and faces you as he bites his thumb, “you got a nice body.” 

You push your legs together and cradle your hot cheek. You slurp the beer before you squeak out a thank you. He smiles. 

“Come on,” he goes to the bed and hops on it. He sits against the head board and slaps the space next to him. You hesitate. “No funny business. I been on my feet all day. That’s it.” 

“Oh, okay,” you murmur. 

You go to the bed and climb up next to him. You put one leg over the other as you extend them and he wraps his arm around your shoulder once more. He pulls himself closer. He takes a drink then puts his cup on the table at his other side. 

“Are you a freshman?” He asks. You nod. “Ah, makes sense. Well, that makes you special. Freshman don’t often get in at Delta.” 

“Really,” you say behind the brim of the cup. 

“Well, baby, I knew you were special when I saw you,” he trails his fingers along your thigh and you twitch in surprise. 

“Special?” 

“Yeah, you’re not like other girls. You’re just you. I like that.” He purrs as his other hand rubs your shoulder. “And you’re pretty as all hell.” 

You stare at him, burning to the core. You’ve never been this close to a guy. Never had them being so touchy or sweet. It’s overwhelming. 

“I’m sorry to be a fucking simp but can I kiss you?” He rasps, “I been thinking of it all day.” 

“Kiss?” You echo. “Umm...” 

He gently retracts his hand and grips the cup in your hand. He dislodges it and reaches to set it with his. He turns you again and caresses your cheek. 

“Just a kiss, babe? Please?” 

You stare at him. You are on fire. You can’t speak. Not enough to say no. So, you nod.  

Today has been a day of firsts. Your first friend, your first kiss. It’s the first day of an amazing year, you can feel it. 

[princessmaybank]

Imagine JJ getting reader a dildo shaped exactly like his dick and she sends him a video of her using it while on vacation and he's like "answer the fucking phone" and he's watching her on facetime while she falls apart from the dildo(he's obviously stroking himself while watching)

I'm happy I finally got to this one baby! It's such a fun ask I love your brain! Thank you baby, I hope you enjoy! 😘

Secrets On Vacation

Pairings: Boyf!JJ x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, Clone Dildo, Little White Lie, Masturbation, Real Porn Links, Phone Sex, etc.

Summary: JJ got you a gift and you get to use it on vacation!

Author's Note: Posted a little early but I hope you all enjoy!

"For when I'm not around baby." JJ gives me a smirk before winking as he hands me a long blue box with a little white ribbon holding it together. I gave him a smile and untied the bow before grabbing the lid of the box and removing it.

I'm not exactly sure what I was expecting but it wasn't an exact replica of my boyfriends cock made of silicone. A blush rose to my cheeks as I hid the present from anyone who could be around even though we were in my room, with no one else around.

*3 Months Later*

Sarah, Kie, Cleo, and I decided we needed a girls trip to clear our heads and relax a bit. We drove all the way to Florida to get away for a while. I texted with JJ pretty much the entire ride. He insisted on teasing me the whole time, getting me worked up knowing he's not here to help me fix it. When we finally made it to our hotel I was eager to check in and at least get unpacked. Unfortunately I didn't get any alone time due to the fact that we were all okay with sharing one room and two beds. We stayed in the room for a while until we eventually decided to go shopping. Before the day was over we walked the beach and got some frozen yogurt. As I was eating I got a new notification from JJ.

JJ: Gonna be a good girl and use that present from daddy tonight?

Y/N: I forgot to bring it daddy I'm sorry...

JJ: Check that secret zipper in your suitcase 😉

"We should grab some dinner at that Tiki themed bar!" Sarah pretty much yelled. The other two girls agreed. Before I could even think, I told them I wasn't feeling well and I was going back to the room. They tried to stay with me but I encouraged them to have a fun time without me. "Are you sure girl? We can take care of you.." Kie said caringly. I shook my head. "I just need to rest alone, peace n quiet ya know?" I made a face to try and convince them I wasn't feeling great, and it must've worked because they finally let me leave.

When I got back to the hotel room, I immediately rushed to my luggage and opened my secret zipper that I never use because what do I have to hide? Apparently an 8 and a 1/2 inch dildo perfectly ribbed like my boyfriends dick.

I didn't waste any more time. I slipped my shorts and panties off and hopped onto my side of one of the beds. I spit on my fingers and rubbed the saliva around and inside my entrance. Suddenly I thought about JJ, he has been teasing me all day, certainly I can send him a video of what he's missing. I smirk before pulling out my phone and hitting record as I thrust the dildo inside of me.

Y/N: Thinking about you 😘

Attachment 1 Sent

Attachment 2 Sent

I ended up sending him two videos and I received a response almost immediately after I sent them.

JJ: Call me.

I was too busy playing with myself I didn't notice his first message. My phone started ringing and before I could answer it, it stopped.

JJ: Answer the fucking phone princess.

I received another call shortly after that text was sent. I was hesitant but I did answer the FaceTime. "Playing hard to get baby?" He smirks, looking more irritated than turned on. "No sir. I was playing, I'm sorry." I apologized and he seemed to understand. "Are you still playing with yourself sweet girl?" He bit his lip and looked me up and down the best he could. I nod as I continue to slowly thrust the dildo into my drenched hole. "Mmm feels just like you-" I whimpered and closed my eyes.

"Yeah baby? let me see my pussy.." The way he said it was silky and gritty at the same time, I could've busted right there. I lowered my camera to show him my hand pushing the cock in and out. "Oh, you're so wet babygirl. Is that all from me?" He teased. "Who else Jay?" I giggled. I heard him grunt and that's when I knew he was touching himself too.

"Oh shit-" I sped up my pace and moans spilled from my lips. "Please show me Jay- gotta see you.." I say between moans and he complies. His cock was rock hard and glistening from pre-cum and spit. JJ's hand was fisting his cock at the same pace as my hand, making it feel like we were almost together. "Mmm shit baby, so fuckin' perfect. So beautiful, look at that beautiful, wet, cunt. And it's all f-fuckin' mine. Shit-oh.." He gasped, he was close, I knew it, but so was I.

"Fuck- please daddy- ne-need you.." I whined. "I kn-ow baby, so close, c'mon cum f'me pretty girl.." He hissed my name as he came in his hand. About two seconds later I squeaked his name out along with some profanities as I came all over his cock, well you know what I mean. We both giggled and stared at each other through the phone. "That was perfect, thank you babygirl, can't wait to give you the real thing when you get home in a few days. Rest up, I'll talk to you in the morning." We said our goodbyes and hung up.

I had to take a few minutes to catch my breath before cleaning up. I even had enough time to shower before the girls got home. They brought me some food and I ate while they told me everything I missed. Even after hearing everything I would have encountered with them, I would absolutely choose my night with JJ on the phone, every time.

[textsfromtheemblem]

[acupofconure]

What I give Tiki to dry off on:

What he uses instead:

[onefleshonepod]

ID: A digital collage of "The Empress” tarot card as Commander Wake from the Locked Tomb series. The card shows a framed daguerrotype portrait of Wake at a wayside stone shrine reminiscent of a shrine to the Virgin Mary, with offerings of candles, syringes, microscope slides, and a diver’s bell. Wake is a Māori woman with moko wearing a hei-tiki, crowned with the twelve-star crown of the Virgin Mary. Above the shrine is an image of a baby floating on water, from Taranga by Robyn Kahukiwa, a contemporary Māori artist and scholar. In the background is an abstract swirl of teal, red, orange, and black. Wake’s image is from a photograph in the collection of Te Papa of an unknown Māori woman from the 1870s. The left side of the card shows the upright meaning of The Empress and reads, “Motherhood | The Natural World | Sensuality | Pregnancy | New Opportunity | Nurturing | Abundance” in all caps. The right side of the card shows the reversed reading and reads “Unwanted Pregnancy | Stagnation | Financial Issues | Negligence | Smothering | Lack of Growth” in all caps. The base of the card reads "The Empress | Wake” in a retro 1970s-style font. Before “Wake” is her full name in smaller text: Commander Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality Oops There Goes Gravity.”

I think Wake, if she were a real person, would resent being used as an image of motherhood — an experience she hated and found so traumatic that her memories infected and destroyed Harrow’s River bubble in Harrow the Ninth. However, as a literary symbol of the Virgin Mary, narrative foil of The Emperor, and mother of the main character, I thought she was a fitting choice for the Empress. She embodies the meanings of the card in many ways:

As the commander of Blood of Eden, the group fighting the necromantic empire, Wake is symbolic of life and the natural world. As someone whose impulses in love led to affairs with not one but two enemy leaders, she symbolizes sensuality as well. Her story fits perfectly with the reversed meanings of this card, especially unwanted pregnancy and stagnation as a revenant in Gideon’s sword.

For the design of this card, I was inspired by the framed portraits of Wake we see in the Blood of Eden shuttle in Harrow the Ninth and in the Troia Cell meeting in Nona the Ninth. I imagined that Blood of Eden might have a tradition of leaving offerings at wayside shrines similar to the outdoor shrines to Mary and other saints seen in Catholic countries around the world.

We know that the Nine Houses only have early, labour-intensive forms of photography and print-making, so I chose to use a very old photograph for Wake. She is wearing the twelve-star crown of the Virgin Mary, just like the twelve-star crown of the Empress in the Rider-Waite-Smith card. The top of the card, showing Gideon as a baby, brings in the water and nature imagery from the RWS card.

[connorsnothereeither]

“And now it’s time for a breakdown…” /ref

Welcome to my (fairly long lol) breakdown of the thought process behind the Ulysses CMV background!! ✨ I’m gonna go through it shelf by shelf because I think that’s easiest, so… buckle up! :D

TOP SHELF:

On the far left, we have an Assassins Creed Apple of Eden! Most of the soundtracks to the Ulysses vods came from AC: Odyssey, and AC: Origins! The Ancient Greek and Egyptian music fit him perfectly, who’d have thought. Including the main song from Ulysses epilogue, “Reunited” from AC: Odyssey. Behind that is of course my hand-bound copy of On the Brink of Scientific Discovery. I had to work out a way to get my earliest entry into the Fable Fandom in there somewhere. Beside it is the skull, and a copy of Frankenstein, by Mary Shelly, which I’ve spoken about being an inspiration for Ulysses. Along with, of course, Homer’s Iliad and Odyssey, and Herodotus’ Histories (Herodotus being the main inspiration for epilogue Ulysses and who he became towards the end)! And naturally, James Joyce's Ulysses. I had to. Besides that again is another copy of Frankenstein, along with more Ancient Greek works, specifically Euripides’ Medea and the works of the poet Sappho! And a copy of Moby Dick, since Ahab and Ishmael were both concept names for Ulysses during character creation! Besides those, the smaller penguin books, are some of my favourite details but some of the harder to spot because they’re so small. One is another poem by Sappho, Come Close. But the OTHER is The Fall of Icarus by Ovid, which I absolutely had to put in there. Impossible to see, but I know it’s there, and it makes me happy. Of course, once again on the theme of writers is a bust of Shakespeare, but behind him, is actually the set of D&D dice I bought inspired by Ulysses, which are made to look like they have kelp and seaweed inside them! ✨ and finally on the top shelf is a ship, in reference to his sailing and ship in the epilogue art, and a mini Greek style amphora.

MIDDLE SHELF:

On the far right, at the bottom, is the black knight chess piece, the same as Ulysses tattoo!! A reference to both the Trojan horse and him being a piece in the Telchin’s game. Behind it, the tiki mug, is a somewhat vague reference to the Sea Dragon Tavern! It’s never explicitly stated that they serve tiki drinks, but it certainly feels like a place that would. Tucked in, barely noticeable, is the Egyptian Book of the Dead. Both a reference to more ancient mythology, but also, in a little way, a reference to Lenarius. A book on the treatment and care of the dead. I think it would suit him. Make Len happy. More Greek texts (the Iliad and Odyssey again) this time including Ovid’s Metamorphosis, and Virgil’s Aeneid, a reference to both the mythological epic itself and to my little guy Virgil, from SkyBound SMP. Propped against those are a boatswain’s whistle, which I like to think is a little gift from Vorago and Casus. A captain’s call, to get someone’s attention no matter where you are on the sea, along with a small canon, which is actually from St Augustine Lighthouse, and felt very nautical. Behind those is a set of tarot cards, displaying the Magician, a symbol of manifesting and living to your true potential, which is fitting for Ulysses. All of that is of course propped on ANOTHER copy of the Odyssey. The full moon, as a little reference to his bestie Fenris, and a bear statue, which is a little nod to the fact I also voiced Deltavera (and the statue was actually a gift Jamie got me one of the times we met up)! Beside that is a handful of little bottles! The dice inside are mostly just because… that’s what I keep in those little potion bottles, but maybe they’re a reference to Wheel Not Fake or something too, who knows lol- and a little white axolotl plush. My son. My own personal little Perseus, I bought him the second I saw him akgsksgs ✨🫶

BOTTOM SHELF:

Almost done lol. The globe on the end, both a reference to the cartography/travel, and the fact that it’s turned to just show the ocean, rather than any countries. The sea is his home, after all. Another axolotl plush, peeking out from behind yet ANOTHER copy of the Iliad and Odyssey, which is balanced on a copy of Dante’s Divine Comedy, as another little reference to Virgil from Bound SMP. Behind that is a whisky bottle, which is empty in the photo but not in the CMV, as a reference to the Kelpin’ alcohol! And finally, the stack of books in the corner. The folio society set of The Greek Myths are some of my favourite books I own, and I had to include them, along with a few more potion bottles, which actually include the dice from various Cantripped One Shots (I have special dice for characters and one shots when I can)! The stack of books behind the scrolls and lanterns also include Madeline Miller’s The Song of Achilles (one of the inspirations behind Ulysses & Vesperae’s relationship) and Circe (more Odyssey references), along with world myths and Icelandic Sagas, and The Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire by Edward Gibbon, which was an early and incredibly influential historical text about the Roman’s (which somewhat inspired the structure and lore of the broader Telchin society!), on top of which is more mythology like the Welsh Mabinogion, the Norse Poetic Edda, and a horror anthology titled The Great God Pan and Other Horror Stories, many of which inspired Brink!! The lantern is, in all honesty, the only there not there for a specific reason… I just thought it looked cool :)

So yeah! That was my overly long analysis of my overly detailed Ulysses set background! Barely any of it is visible in the CMV, but for my little farewell to the character and world I had spent so long falling in love with, I wanted to make the background something special 🫶

[acupofconure]

Happy 17th gotcha day, Tiki!🥳

Shop is officially re-opened! I’ve paused uploading listings to work on the new package inserts. I want to do something a little different this time with a variety of options. :) Decided to work on this one to start off, as today we’re celebrating Tiki’s 17th hatch/gotcha day! 🎂

[gravehags]

the papas and the ghoulettes/ghouls at disneyland

nihil - grumpy old shit that his sons deposit on a bench on main street and abandon for the day. complains loudly to no one how he wishes seestor was there (she refused to come). somehow manages to end up with an enormous waffle cone and makes a kid cry.

primo - loves, loves, loves the people watching. is content to sit on a bench of his own (far, far away from nihil) soaking in the vibes. spends the rest of the day ambling around the park appreciating the variety of plants that are on display. loves the fantasyland dark rides.

secondo - loves the thrill rides in both parks but is especially fond of space mountain. wears a simple pair of black mickey ears all day and commands quite a presence at the carthay circle bar in california adventure (he loves good liquor and a good meal). has several tourists coming up to him for pictures because they mistake him for pitbull.

terzo - adores the energy of the place and like primo, loves to people watch. charms his way into club 33 and texts ridiculous and smug pictures of himself hanging out there to an outraged secondo all day. flirts heavily with the princesses in the most over the top romantic displays. can frequently be found vibing in the enchanted tiki room.

copia - this man is riding haunted mansion on repeat and loving every second of it. loves a good dole whip or a churro (anything sweet really) and will always laugh outrageously at all the skipper’s jokes on jungle cruise. manages to make multiple babies smile and laugh throughout the day, to the utter delight of their families. cries at the fireworks, always.

cumulus - she loves fantasyland - the dark rides, the music, the fairy tale vibes. can commonly be found riding the carousel looking stunning and singing along with the songs. cries openly at it’s a small world while dew and sunshine laugh affectionately. like copia, has a sweet tooth and will never say no to cotton candy. insists on the pack staying to watch the fireworks every night.

cirrus - easily the coolest person in the park, always at cumulus’ side. loves tomorrowland and galaxy’s edge - anything with a space theme really makes her smile. compiles a professional team to conquer smuggler’s run made up of mountain, rain, sunshine, and herself. will sip happily on a blue milk and definitely ends up buying a lightsaber.

sunshine - this girl is a toontown girl!! she loves the fun architecture and delights in meeting the characters (collects autographs too). she and swiss could ride runaway railway all day and the two of them love to annoy their fellow pack members by singing the song from the ride on repeat. will fucking demolish several tigger tails and spends the rest of the evening complaining about her upset tummy.

aurora - the pack princess? you know she’s hunting down her fellow princesses throughout the park - when she finds the other princess aurora she’s beside herself with glee and insists swiss and aether act as her personal photographers. her favorite ride is soarin’ and will absolutely be the kind of person to swing her legs while she’s flying through the air.

swiss - this ghoul insists on the pack all getting classic mickey ears with their names stitched on them and makes mountain take several group selfies with them all wearing them. incredibly competitive (and good) at the carnival games on pixar pier and passes out his stuffed animal trophies to the crowd of kids that comes to watch him.

dewdrop - like copia is a huge fan of the haunted mansion. will ride with a different pack member every time and point out different goofy ghosts while telling them “that’s you”. he learns how to play grim grinning ghosts on his guitar when they get home which delights phantom to no end. loves a good candy apple. will spin the teacup so hard on mad tea party with sunshine they makes phantom puke.

rain - he loves pirates of the caribbean, loves the damp air and the darkness and will happily ride it all afternoon. most likely to make friends with random cast members throughout the park which baffles mountain who asks “how do they all know you?” is a fun little beverage connoisseur but his favorite is the non alcoholic mint juleps they serve in new orleans square.

mountain - wears the oswald ears to make himself look even taller and can frequently be found looming over children and smiling benevolently at them. is the first to offer aurora a piggy back ride when her cute impractical shoes hurt her. loves grizzly river run and the entire grizzly peak area of california adventure (redwoods enjoy redwoods, naturally). his favorite ride is guardians of the galaxy: mission breakout.

aether - the organizer of the pack he has absolutely considered getting those leash backpacks for several of them. big man loves indiana jones and the temple of the forbidden eye and definitely ends up buying an indiana jones fedora. his favorite ride though is big thunder mountain and will always insist on sitting in the back (the best seats, naturally).

phantom - yet another haunted mansion super fan and gleefully drags aurora and dew into the shops to buy all the merch. loves his jack skellington mickey ears and the little magnetic zero he got to sit on his shoulder at all times. like sunshine, collects character autographs in a book and his favorites are dr. facilier and cinderella. gets really into pin collecting and trading.

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It Happened One Miami Night (4/5)

Series Premise: A work trip to Miami means finally accepting that some risks are worth taking. Or are they?

Fandom: Choices Book: Open Heart Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Cassie Valentine) Rating/Category: Teen. Angsty Fluff Words: 1,750

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A/N: I'm using Prompt #269 from @creativepromptsforwriting. Tagging for reblog to @creativepromptfills. Submission to @choicesmaychallenge24 prompt "stormy eyes"

Ethan Ramsey let himself into the hotel room with a sigh of relief, the mask of professionalism falling in the privacy of the suite overlooking the gentle waves of the Atlantic Ocean outside.

He had tried to lose himself in intellectually stimulating conversations with colleagues and prepping for the panel. But the urge to march down to the exhibit hall and shake Declan Nash until the smug bastard spilled his secrets never entirely went away.

He needed a break from everything.

For just one night, he wanted to lose himself in the company of a woman who had plagued his lust-filled dreams for months. To pretend they were just two people, dressed to the nines, enjoying passable wine and canapes, and hitting the casino for lighthearted fun.

He deserved to put himself first, even if it was just for a few hours. Naveen wouldn’t begrudge him that. The older man would likely cheer from the sidelines at seeing his mentee let loose.

He walked into the bedroom, noting signs of occupancy. Cassie must have dropped by the room earlier. Her suitcase lay on the luggage rack, closed but unzipped. A makeup bag and hairbrush were on the vanity table, and a phone charging cable was unplugged on the bedside table.

He picked up a tube of hand cream, flicked open the cap and squeezed a dollop on his finger. Rubbing the cream between his index finger and thumb, he inhaled as the subtle scent hit his scenes.

Her.

One night, he thought, taking out his phone to text her. A few hours when he wasn’t Dr. Ramsey, the attending, and she wasn’t Dr. Valentine, the intern.

A momentary game of let’s pretend couldn’t hurt, could it?

Cassie Valentine sipped the fruity concoction and hummed as delicious flavors exploded on her tongue. Wearing a red swimsuit and a white sundress that doubled as a cover-up, she sunk into a beach lounger and adjusted the floppy hat to shade her face and eyes from the sharp rays of the late afternoon sun.

The conference sessions had been engaging, but she deserved some downtime after a long day of travel and running around. And Miami, with its perfect weather and beautiful vistas, was ideal for relaxation. The resort’s pool area, one of two, overlooked the beach below, and this section, with its infinity pool and Tiki bar, was designed for unwinding.

She was loathe to leave but knew she was cutting it close for the casino-themed cocktail reception. Ethan had forwarded her an email about it late last night.

She remembered thinking the man could’ve told her earlier so she wouldn’t have struggled so much with her wardrobe choices. It was fortuitous that she had packed the formal gown before getting his email.

It would be nice to leave the hotel, though. Maybe partake in the nightlife in South Beach or head to Calle Ocho for Cuban food. Should she invite Ethan? It would be strange not to since they were here together.

Would he even want to come, or would his mask of indifference descend again, keeping her at a distance?

Her phone signaled a text before she could (once again) ponder the mystery of Ethan Ramsey’s moods.

Meet me in the suite.

Rolling her eyes at his on-brand brevity, she unlocked the phone screen to reply but stopped. She stared as three dots disappeared and reappeared several times. She waited for those three dots to turn into something, anything, but her screen remained stubbornly blank.

Pursing her lips in disappointment, Cassie finished her drink. She gathered her things and shoved her feet into matching flip-flops.

Time to get back to work.

—

Ethan was about to shower when he heard the beep and click of the door unlatching, and Cassie called his name. The ensuite door was open a crack to let out steam, and now they could also talk.

“In here,” he called back.

He adjusted the temperature and stepped into the tub, letting the warm water from the showerhead batter his tired muscles. He cursed wordlessly when he realized his tux was on the bed instead of hanging on the hooks behind the bathroom door.

He’d have to ask her to step into the other room while he changed. Stripping in front of a subordinate was grounds for sexual harassment, no matter how innocent the reason.

“Dr. Valentine, reporting for duty,” Cassie said from outside the door, raising her voice over the sound of the shower.

Ethan rolled his eyes at the cheeky tone, not realizing a smile hovered on his lips in response. He absently glanced at the bathroom mirror and caught her reflection in the tall mirror overlooking the bedroom area. She leaned over the bed, ass in the air, digging through her travel bag.

“Tonight is not about Nash,” he said, looking away to squirt body wash into his palm. “The reception is about making a good impression. So, dress appropriately.”

“Why didn’t you tell me there was a reception?” Cassie said worriedly.

He narrowed his eyes in concentration as he washed the suds off. He’d been distracted this week but was positive he’d told her.

“I know I emailed you about the reception tonight.” Ethan shut off the shower and reached for the towel. “Naveen always said socializing at these events is essential for young doctors. You’ll make connections that help you advance in your career and secure jobs and funding.”

Cassie swiped mascara over her lashes, smiling at the put-upon tone in Ethan’s voice. She recognized it as one he used when he wanted to exercise restraint but was too impatient to bother. He was either gritting his teeth or pinching the bridge of his nose.

She thought it was most likely the latter. She noticed Ethan doing that during rounds whenever one of them messed up.

Unable to help herself from needling him, she anxiously said, “But it’s a casino theme! I have to look nice!”

“Do you honestly believe I give a damn what you have on?” Ethan growled.

Cassie bit back a grin. It was so easy to rile him up. She finished her makeup by dabbing a shimmering bronze along the lids, the smokey look making her green eyes sparkle.

She looked up at the bathroom mirror's reflection, fully prepared to keep chiding him. But the words got stuck in her throat as he climbed out of the shower, a towel hitched around his hips. She swallowed loudly as lust shot straight to her belly.

Cassie had seen him shirtless before when they tested the fMRI machine. But that had been in a clinical setting with harsh fluorescent lights, not in the intimacy of a romantic couples’ suite, with the soft glow of the setting sun and bedroom lighting enveloping them.

Before she could look away, Ethan glanced up and caught her staring.

“Just throw on whatever you brought with you,” he said, breaking the awkward silence between them.

He entered the bedroom, and Cassie rushed past him into the bathroom, a garment bag clutched in her hand.

Relieved at avoiding further discomfort, he quickly donned his tuxedo, knotting the bow tie with practiced moves. He slipped his feet into dress shoes, bending down to tie his laces.

When the bathroom door opened behind him, he straightened and turned to face her. He did a double take at the sight of her looking so elegant, and his heart stopped for a second.

His eyes trailed over her, unable or perhaps unwilling to look away, drawn to the mysteries in her smokey eyes. The neckline hugged her breasts, the lines of the midnight blue gown accentuated the curve of her hips, and the shimmering cape framed her bare arms.

His hands ached to touch, but he shoved them in his pant pockets instead.

“You, uh, found something.” His mouth was dry, and he tripped over the words.

“Yeah. I always come prepared.” Cassie smiled as she slipped on a pair of high heels.

“Lucky for me.” The words slipped out before he could stop himself. Embarrassed, he cleared his throat, frowning for good measure. “I mean, lucky for you. You look… very… appropriate.”

Cassie spied the splash of red coloring his cheeks and turned away before he noticed her scrutiny. Ethan could pretend he was indifferent, but she’d seen the attraction in his blue eyes.

Feeling vindicated at his reaction, she fiddled with the tiny clutch, checking that her keycard, conference ID and cell phone were tucked inside.

He walked over to stand behind her, and they stared at their reflection in the mirror. They looked like a couple ready to head out on the town.

Cassie thought Ethan in a tux was a sight to behold, and she was glad he was hers, even if it was only for one night. She itched for her phone to take a selfie to capture this moment, but she didn’t want to break the spell cast over them.

A storm was brewing between them, static electricity shooting off tiny, invisible sparks as thunder gathered in the calm before the lightning strike.

“I would say we look ready, wouldn’t you?” he grinned.

Cassie met his eyes in the mirror and grinned back. “Absolutely.”

For tonight, she was Cinderella, and he was her Prince Charming. She was ready to be swept away in the fairytale that was theirs alone.

—

There is a common saying about the calm before the storm, but no one ever talks about the deafening silence after the storm hits.

Later that night, Cassie lay in bed staring at the dark ceiling, the oppressive silence muffling the tears trailing unchecked past her cheeks. Texting with Max had helped calm her down, but now she was morose again, lost in memories of what was.

The thundering of their hearts as their lips met, finally after months of longing. The crackle of electricity in the wake of Ethan’s hands touched her all over. Their palms rested on each other’s hearts, feeling them beat in tandem with their breathless pants.

Her boldness. His vulnerability.

She closed her eyes, willing herself to forget the last few hours. But all she saw was the tortured expression on Ethan’s face and the storm raging in his eyes as she beckoned him to their bed.

He was right to stop things before they went too far. Cassie’s head knew that. But her heart wasn’t as understanding.

How could her fairytale evening have turned into a nightmare?

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[mysticraven20]

Marinette: Ugh, I’m so over winter

Marinette: My feet are icicles, my hands are useless, and my scarf supply can’t keep up with my mood. Even Tiki is hiding in a blanket fort!

Adrien: Sounds like someone’s got the winter blues 🥶

Adrien: Don’t worry, M’Lady—I’m here to make things snow much better

Marinette: Adrien, no

Adrien: Oh, come on. These puns are ice-breaking gold

Marinette: I refuse to engage

Adrien: You can’t just give me the cold shoulder, M

Adrien: That’s snow way to treat your favourite partner!

Marinette: You’re my only partner!

Adrien: Ha! Wait until I tell Rena that!

Marinette: 😑 I’m regretting ever texting you!!

Adrien: Does that mean I was the first choice? Admit it, things would be frostier without me

Marinette: I am not in the mood for your Chat-puns today 🥺

Adrien: Oh, snow, M’Lady. This is just the tip of the icepunberg!

Marinette: I’m begging you. Don’t!

Adrien: You need to chill out 😎

Marinette: I need to throw a snowball directly into your face!

Adrien: Hey, don’t give me the cold shoulder! I’m just trying to be ice to you

Marinette: I am two seconds away from screaming into the void

Adrien: Would that be a “cold snap” then?

Marinette: Adrien Agreste, I swear to the kwamis—

Adrien: Hey, don’t flurry up and get mad! I’m just trying to break the ice! 🧊

Marinette: You’re about to break something, and it’s not the ice!!

Adrien: Okay, okay, let me help. Imagine this: We build a snowman ☃️

Adrien: And name it “Adrinette Jr.”

Marinette: You’ve given it a dodgy ship name? Why? Just why?!

Adrien: It’s perfect. Then, because it’s Paris, an akuma attacks, and I heroically—

Marinette: “Heroically”??

Adrien: Fine, dramatically—

Marinette: —chaotically—

Adrien: —SINGLE-HANDEDLY save Adrinette Jr. from certain doom 😱

Marinette: Meanwhile, I’m saving actual people

Adrien: Yes, but I’m protecting the legacy. PRIORITIES!!

Marinette: The legacy of a snowman. You’re unbelievable!

Adrien: I’m snow-tastic. Admit it!

Marinette: You’re snow-bnoxious!

Adrien: Ooooh, now who’s punning?

Marinette: Don’t start with me, Chaton

Adrien: No, no, go on. I love seeing you snowball into chaos ❄️

Marinette: Fine. You think you’re clever? My puns will avalanche over yours

Adrien: Bold claim. Let’s see what you’ve got, Lady Ice Queen 👑

Marinette: You’re walking on thin ice, Kitty. And I’m this close to cracking it!

Adrien: Oh, please. You’d melt without me

Marinette: Melt? You’re about to freeze when I launch you into the Seine

Adrien: Aw, is that a snowball fight challenge? Because you’d LOSE!

Marinette: Bring it. I’ll bury you in snow so deep they’ll find you in spring!

Adrien: Wow. Frosty much?

Marinette: You started it, Chaton. You poke the Ladybug, you get the blizzard!🌨️

Adrien: Fine, but we both know I’d claw my way out of the snow in purr-fect fashion

Marinette: You’d slip on the ice, admit it

Adrien: …Okay, yeah. But I’d make it look cool

Marinette: You’d faceplant. Dramatically

Adrien: And you’d still be impressed

Marinette: You’re lucky you’re cute, you know that?

Adrien: Snow lucky, M

Adrien: Hang on a second…did you call me cute?

Marinette: That’s it. I’m buying a flamethrower 😳

Adrien: Okay, okay, no more puns. Truce 🤝

Marinette: Finally! My brain can breathe again!

Adrien: But… if your brain needs a full break, I’ve got a suggestion!

Marinette: Oh? Is this another one of your “brilliant” ideas?

Adrien: Absolutely! Come over and play video games with me 😃

Marinette: …What kind of video games?

Adrien: You know, just some light, chill games to unwind!

Marinette: “Light and chill”… so not games where you’re secretly amazing and planning to crush me?

Adrien: What? Me? Crush you? Never!

Adrien: I mean, it’s not my fault if I happen to be a little competitive!

Marinette: “A little”? Adrien, I saw you go full superhero reflex mode during a game of Mario Kart!

Adrien: I had to! You hit me with three red shells in a row. It was war, M!

Marinette: You fell off the map while yelling, “JUSTICE WILL BE MINE!”

Adrien: I stand by that. Justice was almost mine. Until you cheated!

Marinette: How is using the items the game gave me cheating??

Adrien: Details, details

Adrien: So, are you coming over or not?

Marinette: Fine! But only if we play something co-op first. No sabotaging me for fun!

Adrien: Deal. But don’t blame me if our teamwork gets… intense!

Marinette: Intense??

Adrien: You know, like when I “accidentally” push you into a pit during platformers 😇

Marinette: If you sabotage me, I will unplug your controller!

Adrien: So violent for someone so small!

Marinette: And yet, very effective!

Adrien: Fine, I promise to be nice

Adrien: Mostly 😼

Marinette: I’m bringing snacks. And Tikki. She’ll keep you in line!

Adrien: Great! Plagg’s already planning to trash talk her

Marinette: Oh no! This is going to be chaos

Adrien: Exactly! Perfect date night material

Marinette: Wait, what??

Adrien: What? Nothing! See you in ten, M’Lady!

THREE HOURS LATER

Marinette: Just got home. Thanks for tonight, Adrien 🩷

Adrien: Of course! Glad you had fun, even if you spent most of it yelling at me for “accidentally” dropping you into lava!

Marinette: Accidentally?? You literally said, “Oops, my thumb slipped,” while LAUGHING!

Adrien: It was an honest mistake!

Marinette: You tried to push me AGAIN five minutes later!

Adrien: Okay, but to be fair, you tried to knock me off the platform first

Marinette: You were in my way!

Adrien: So dramatic, M. But fine, I’ll admit—video game teamwork might not be our strong suit

Marinette: Speak for yourself! I carried us through the boss battle while you ran in circles screaming, “THIS IS FINE!”

Adrien: That’s called strategy. I was distracting the enemy!

Marinette: Plagg’s cackling at your “strategy” was louder than the game music!

Adrien: Yeah, well, Tikki giving you “encouraging tips” sounded suspiciously like threats!

Marinette: She takes teamwork very seriously

Adrien: Clearly. Anyway, did the snacks survive the trip home?

Marinette: Barely. I think I ate half the bag walking back. Gaming makes me hungry! 😋

Adrien: Gaming makes you adorable

Marinette: Stop that. I’m trying to be mad at you for lava sabotage!

Adrien: Impossible! I’m irresistible!

Marinette: Debatable

Adrien: You’re still smiling, aren’t you?

Marinette: …Maybe!

Adrien: See? Irresistible

Marinette: Fine, fine. You win!

Marinette: Honestly, though, thank you. I really needed a break. I don’t know what I’d do without you

Adrien: Probably beat more levels without me trying to “accidentally” kill you!

Marinette: At least you admit it!

Adrien: But seriously, you’re welcome. I’ll always be here

Adrien: Even if it’s just to throw you into virtual lava sometimes

Marinette: You’re lucky you’re cute, Adrien

Adrien: You called me cute again! 😻

Marinette: Don’t read into it too much