#and nana is such a chaser look at him

[kakooshi]

4x7 or 7x4 ?

It's 7x4, I mean c'mon :D

[kfinalgirls]

HANSE VS MINGI PART 1

*ೃ༄Admin Nana Presents

*ೃ༄Pairing: Do Hanse x Song Mingi x OC

*ೃ༄Genre/Trope/Au: horror, freddy vs Jason Au

*ೃ༄Warnings: mentions of death, blood, gore

*ೃ༄Rating: R rated

*ೃ༄Word count: 1,218

*ೃ༄Credits to @kitsunecafe

*ೃ༄Synopsis: summer camp is meant to be a fun experience and a little bit of income. But when people start dying, is it really worth it? When you're awake, you're in danger, and when you sleep, you are too. Can Nana make it through it?

Hot..it's too hot…

I ran through an old boiler room. Steam poured from the rusted pipes through their cracks as they hissed. Every turn I took it looked the same. A red light was the only thing lighting the way around but it did not help. The room seemed to make dead ends suddenly appear or make the turnings feel like never ending corridors. The sudden sound of laughter made my blood run cold when I reached yet another dead end. I turned around and saw the figure of my chaser. He was dressed in black shoes, black pants and a red and black jumper with holes scattered through it. Black hair and cat-like eyes. His smile was so sinister it was terrifying.

"You lasted a lot longer than some sweetheart. I must say I'm impressed and that you've been a fun one to play with." His voice high pitched with excitement as he moved closer, metal claws of his hand piece scraping at the walls.

"You're not real. You're not real. Fuck off you're not real." I chanted to myself, this made him laugh more. His eyes were dark as he watched my trembling body. It happened quickly. The swish of the blades coming towards me, cutting through my thin shirt and catching my skin, weren't deep enough to cause much harm but enough to make me cry out in pain as the blood poured from the wounds.

"I'm as real as your wounds will be in the morning." He hummed. "Think of me when you see them." I didn't realize how close he truly was until I felt his breath on the shell of my ear making me whimper. "Look at them and say my name.."

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Nana woke up jolting up right in her cabin bed, sweat clung to her skin and there was stinging on her chest. She immediately looked down and her body tensed. Her shirt was ripped and bloody and she felt like her heart had fallen into her stomach. Her brain kept screaming a name she does not remember hearing in her lifetime. Hanse her brain wanted to say but she refused to let the name fall from her lips..but how was it possible. Nana quickly discarded the shirt and hid it before taking her morning shower. Brain not fully awake to make up justifiable explanations as to how the wounds from her dreams are now on her body.

She treated the wounds with care and patched them up. The good thing about taking a summer job at a summer camp was the free first aid training in case any of the children needed it. She put on her uniform and took a deep breath. Out of sight out of mind. A sudden knock on her door caused her to jump out of her peaceful mindframe. 

"Coffee delivery!" The smoothing voice on the other side calmed her immediately. She opened the door and was graced by the warm smile of her longest friend Sangyeon. Nana will admit, he was charming and attractive, from his warm smile to his gentle eyes to his toned tanned body, she could see while all the female camp workers had all made it their goal to bed him during their time here.

"Did you get it right this time?" Nana teased getting an eye roll from the taller man. 

"I forgot the caramel once in your latte and you never let me live it down. Not that it matters, you still drank it." He chuckled as he allowed her to lock up my cabin before he handed the paper cup to her.

"I only drank it because you gave it to me and I care about bruising your ego." 

"Well aren't I lucky." Sangyeon chuckled. "What activity have they put you on today?" 

"Archery…don't laugh!" She pouted at Sangyeon's snorted at her. She actually quite liked the activity. 

"Sorry but you don't exactly have the best aim." It was Nana's turn to roll her eyes this time.

"Sorry Mr. Perfect but not everyone is born with the sports talent you were." Her voice dripped with sarcasm. "And besides it has gotten better. I'm not accidentally aiming at the lake anymore and hitting the target. And the kids enjoy it, that's what I'm getting paid for."

"Fair point…and later you're coming for drinks at the workers lodge right?" Nana wrinkled her nose, it's not that she doesn't like to drink, she does, but drinking when the kids could need help at any moment made her uneasy.

"I Don't Know Sang.." Sangyeon sighed at her response.

"Nana, you skipped it last night and the night before. Come on loosen up a little. Yes we're working but this is our summer too."

"Yeah but.."

"Jacob and wooyoung both said they will parole tonight. If the kids need any help you know those two are the best ones for them to go to." 

"I suppose…fine fine I'll come." 

"Great, we can go together." He smiled. "It will be fun I promise." 

"It better be or else I'm dunking your head in the beer barrel Haknyeon managed to sneak in." She laughed, causing him to smile brightly.

"Deal."

~♠~

The day went well for Nana, seeing the kids having fun seemed to make the morning feel like a distant memory to her, though there was an unsettling feeling in her stomach she couldn't fully ignore. Even after she knew all the kids were tucked up in her bunk for the nights.

Sangyeon kept to his word about going to the workers lodge together. Dressed in shorts and a black tank top that showed his muscular arms. 

"Showing off are you?" Sangyeon blushed at that.

"Of course not. It's really warm tonight." He said shyly. "Like you're in shorts and a crop top, who are you trying to get the attention of, hm?" 

"No one, I'm not the one with a line of people wanting to bone me." 

"That's not-"

"Sangyeon."

"Okay a little bit true."

"Thank you." They laughed, everything seeming normal before a scream stopped them in their tracks. "What the fuck was that?" Their legs seemed to walk them in the direction of the screams. There was a crowd of people, shocked and terrified.

"Nana hold on…" she didn't wait, pushing through the crowd and freezing at the sight. There laying at the base of an old oak tree..was Jacob. It was a mess, big wounds at least three or four that poured blood around his body while some spilled from his mouth. It was a sight straight out of a horror movie. 

Nana didn't understand, she just saw him not long ago helping one of the cry babies settle down for the night…how did he end up fucking dead.

"Everyone get to the cabin…the police are on the way." One of the head workers said, as calm as he could but his eyes never leaving the horror that was Jacob's body.

Nana could have sworn she saw a tall figure out in the distance in the woods quickly hiding among the trees. Or maybe she's in too much shock that she's seeing things. But there is one thing she is sure of.

Jacob is dead and something or someone at this camp is a murderer.

[stonesandswords]

001: Jamie x Colin (and/or Isaac)

Jamie x Colin

when I started shipping it if I did:

Honestly, this one's random, but it was when Jamie was spotting Colin while bench pressing. Although he let the bar drop on Colin's throat, I thought it was a big step in the two of their's relationship that Colin would let Jamie spot him like that.

my thoughts:

I think another big reason why I ship them is that I personally think Colin has struggled with his family too. Not on the level that Jamie has with his dad at all, but Colin admitting that his nana left him "a box of shit in her will" paralleled with his full mantra being "I am a strong and capable man, I am not a piece of shit" is really telling to me. I think the two of them would really be able to explore together what it means to grow and be confident outside the normal social definition of "family".

What makes me happy about them:

I think that they would be a couple of doofus (affectionate) softies in love. Like they both have happy-go-lucky moments when it comes to supporting their friends and being happy around their team. I think they would mesh well in moving through life together.

What makes me sad about them:

That they wouldn't really happen in canon. I think it's possible they would give Colin a queer storyline in season 3 but I don't really see Jamie getting that.

That plus I don't think they would be super confident with each other and their relationship at first. I think they would both be a bit hesitant and cautious when starting out in their relationship.

things done in fanfic that annoys me:

Honestly, so far, I don't think anything in Jamie x Colin fic has annoyed me? I have really enjoyed how people have written about them so far and have enjoyed the different explorations of them.

things I look for in fanfic:

Softness! I think they both can be ego chasers or chaotic and sassy at times but ultimately I think they're just a couple of softies at heart and having them allow themselves to be soft with each other is always so nice.

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: 

For Colin, I think Isaac or Jan would be a good match.

For Jamie, I think Dani or Sam if not Colin.

My happily ever after for them:

The two of them getting married and retiring to the Welsh countryside and having a shit ton of pets. Lots of dogs, some cats, maybe even some sheep or something.

who is the big spoon/little spoon:

They alternate for sure. Whoever topped that night can be the big spoon lol

what is their favorite non-sexual activity:

I don't know why but they seem like board game people to me? It's a rainy afternoon and they're arguing over who's cheating in their 5th round of Candy Land. There's definitely a game of Monopoly that caused them to not talk for 2 days.

Jamie x Isaac

when I started shipping it if I did:

I don't think there was any specific thing in canon that made me ship them. It was upon rewatches that I thought their personalities would be a fun match.

my thoughts:

I think they're both laser-focused people who have the brain capacity to only focus on one thing at a time, def a bit "one-track mind" from both of them. I think they're both savvy people, and strong leaders in different ways, and the way they utilize their leadership differs and is interesting to watch.

What makes me happy about them:

That they both went from being Not Their Best Selves in season 1 to being a strong, strong leader (Isaac) in season 2 which is a cool comparison to how Jamie was more of the leader in season 1. They are also both very loving and supportive of their friends in season 2. I think they have a more subtle relationship that I want to dissect more.

What makes me sad about them:

They don't have a ton of interactions tbh, I want to see them being buddy-buddy in and out of work. I want more of their backstory of how they became friends when Jamie first came to Richmond (although that is what fic is good for).

things done in fanfic that annoys me:

That there are literally 4 total fics under the Jamie/Isaac relationship tag and I'm one of them lol

things I look for in fanfic:

ANYTHING!!!! GIVE ME MORE ISAAC AND JAMIE!!!!

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: 

For Isaac, Colin or Sam.

For Jamie, Jan or Sam would be a cool alternative to Isaac.

My happily ever after for them:

The two of them settling down somewhere slightly posh in London, with the both of them getting involved with something fashion-related or even being active in coaching and recruiting for youth football teams across London. I think the two of them together would be highly active in their local community and local charities.

who is the big spoon/little spoon:

Jamie is the big spoon 100%. Isaac likes to be cuddled and Jamie loves to wrap himself around Isaac as tightly as possible.

what is their favorite non-sexual activity:

Definitely shopping together and picking out outfits for the other person. They love trying to get the other person to incorporate their personal style.

send me a character(s) or ship(s)

[blackstonesandtrapnest]

hello! I’m so happy to see a nana blog!! Do you wanna perhaps have any headcanons for yasu in a relationship? I’m rewatching the show and my thirst for him is unexpected but real 🥵 sfw and nsfw would be lovely~

Blogs about NANA are such a rarity aren’t they? :( But it’s good to know that there are still fans out there!

Ahhhh I see we have a Yasu fangirl ;) But I can definitely understand why! He’s so amazing and underrated! He needs more love!

~~SFW~~

Because of how he looks, Yasu has a bit of a hard time when it comes to women. He often finds himself being the chaser since the ladies are often intimidated by him and think he’s menacing. If a woman ever does approach him first, Yasu will literally not know what to do!

Yasu usually remains single because of how hard he works taking care of other people and he doesn’t mind at all. But Yasu has had his fair share of relationships and he definitely wishes to settle down one day with a wife and kids. Getting and maintaining Yasu’s attention isn’t too difficult and once you have it, you remain there like a nasty infection.

His family and friends have to meet and approve of you before you and Yasu become official. They’re very protective of him and don’t want him to get tangled up with some two-timing whore. It’s mostly Nana and Ren who have the final say since they’re the most significant people in his life aside from his adoptive parents of course. It goes without saying that if you wanna be in Yasu’s life, you have to get along with his friends and family. It’s not up for debate.

Yasu is very easy to talk to and likes deep conversations so don’t be afraid to talk to him about anything you want. To him, one of the most intimate things to do with his partner is to simply have a nice conversation while cuddling. Yasu doesn’t care what it’s about or how weird it is. As long as you’re talking, he’s as happy as a pig in slop!

Conversely, if you prefer silence or if you’re more introverted, Yasu will settle for cuddling with you while silent or talking less. Sometimes it’s nice to simply enjoy each other’s presence and take in the moment. Yasu just likes being around his S/O and prefers to have private time with them but make no mistake, there will be date nights aplenty in your relationship!

Although Yasu is a very busy man, he’ll always make time for you and is very reliable. If you ever need him for anything no matter how big or small, he’s there no matter what. If you’re the more independent type and prefer taking care of things yourself, then Yasu will respect that but he’ll still have your back regardless. Just from a behind-the-scenes perspective.

Yasu is quite serious as we all know but he does appreciate a good laugh every now and then. He has a healthy sense of humor and may or may not pull a prank or two on you so watch your back. Yes BLAST will definitely be his accomplices too. If you prank him back, Yasu will be laughing for days and it’ll be a great memory to look back on for him.

Yasu is pretty secretive and doesn’t really talk about anything that happened in his life before he met you. It’s not that he has anything to hide. He just doesn’t see why it matters. He kinda operates on a “need-to-know” basis and values privacy highly. He respects your privacy and wants the same in return. This can lead to many misunderstandings and arguments but they’re resolved quickly because of how mature and understanding Yasu is. If you want Yasu to open up, just ask!

Yasu isn’t one for taking risks and likes to play it safe and careful. Responsibility is a huge thing for him. This can make him seem kinda boring to people who are more lively and extroverted. Yasu does indeed have a wild side but prefers to release it in private which leads us to........

~~NSFW~~

When you and Yasu start sleeping together, he takes the slow, gentle, lovemaking route. He considers it the ultimate form of trust and therefore he wants to make sure you’re absolutely comfortable and feeling nothing but pleasure. Yasu doesn’t sleep with just anyone so if he’s having sex with you, consider it a privilege because he definitely values and trusts you more than he does most people.

One might assume that Yasu is vanilla in bed with the way he carries himself but he’s far from it. Deep down inside, he’s definitely a freak. But it takes a bit of coaxing to bring it out of him because Yasu doesn’t want to frighten you or make you uncomfortable. But once you convince him that it’s ok, oh boy are you in for some fun!

Yasu is definitely a dom and has a secret Daddy kink. He’s kind but firm with his Baby Girl and he always makes sure you’re left fully satisfied. Yasu loves to both give and receive praise so expect a lot of that! His voice alone will make you melt and he has a certain tone that he uses for damn near every occasion!

Yasu prefers to keep everything in the bedroom because it allows for maximum privacy. You’ll have to make the first move if you wanna do something risky. Yasu actually has some secret fantasies believe it or not! One of them is sucking him off while he’s working on his laptop or on the phone with someone. If you do this, Yasu will be flustered and will definitely return the favor.

While Yasu will definitely NOT have sex with you in the studio, he’s not against having sex with you in the dressing room or backstage after a concert! When that happens, expect the sex to be much rougher and faster. If you’re not having sex in the bedroom, you’ll be having a quickie. Sorry!

Having a safe word with Yasu is paramount because when he gets rough, he can get pretty brutal and ruthless. The last thing he wants to do is hurt you and respects your body and wishes to the highest degree. Yasu’s favorite positions include this, this, this, and this. He also loves spanking, bondage, sensation play, and body worship. You’ll never have a complaint in the bedroom with Yasu!

The best way to ensure that Yasu will be riled up is to tease and mess with him in public. Flash him discreetly, send him naughty pics and videos while he’s out and about, give him a handjob while he’s having drinks with his bandmates while you’re at it! When you two get home afterwards, Yasu will definitely be punishing you and when he’s done with you, you won’t be able to walk properly or sit for a week!

Yasu’s aftercare is amazing and will have you purring like a kitten. He’ll sing your praises, gently massage and tend to any sore areas, and make sure you’re feeling comfortable. But that won’t stop from leaving a mark or two on you that’s visible. If anyone asks, Yasu doesn’t know what they’re talking about and keeps his mouth shut. He doesn’t kiss and tell!

It’s rare that Yasu is the sub in bed but if he’s feeling particularly exhausted, he’ll let you take the reigns and pamper him for a change. Yasu will definitely appreciate it and love you even more for it! Sometimes he needs to be reminded that it’s ok for others to give to him too! Treat each other well and your relationship will be one for the record books!

[accio-victuuri]

A rumour that bothers me is the one where Arthur Chen Feiyu liked a post about Web having short legs/needing photoshopped legs. If this incident was true, then what's his beef with Web? I hate how it supports the other rumour that Web was possibly pursuing Emily Qi, they were "bullying" Arthur/Nana Ouyang (because Arthur had supposedly rejected Emily for Nana previously), etc. I just don't see Web being this kind of person at all and he's got way better things to do. What consoles me is that the evidence for BJYXSZD is always so much greater than the Web-Emily rumours. I hope GG isn't bothered by them either, if YiZhan is real (and I'm 90% sure they are). Thanks for your time. Love your blog. ❤

Hey Anon! Here we go again with this BS. I don’t even know how Web got into this equation. I did not look up anything about his supposed beef with this person cause like, I don’t care. lol. I won’t waste my time for people who allegedly shade Yibo. And you all know how I stand with this Stalker and Clout chaser Emily Qi. This rumor is very persistent. It’s the cockroach that just won’t die. 💀

I’m just so thankful that Web became close with GG in 2018. That he had the CQL team with him that year and onto 2019. That he has a good circle of friends right now. BJYX will always be greater than any rumored Web GF because they actually interacted. I’m pretty sure GG isn’t bothered. They are too busy living their best lives together.

[harryissuchalittleshit]

James and Marcie with the kids headcanons please.❤️

There are nine kids here, we are going in birth order, not family factions:

Jason Harry Potter:

Born June 16, 2023

Thought to be the oldest Potter grandchild until Collin came into the family

He is a spoiled little bean, by both of his grandparents and all of his aunts and uncles, this kid didn’t touch the floor for about his first eight months

Al is his godfather!

He is a proud Gryffindor like his parents and grandparents

He has a really uneasy relationship with both of his parents (James and Katie) after the divorce and also with Marci

There is a lot of anger towards all three of the main adults in his life, mostly as he thinks his parents moved on too quickly

James does get fed up with him while Marci is pregnant with Lilliana and just kicks him out

He goes to Harry and Ginny’s

He’s closer to his Grandpa Harry and Nana Ginny then anyone else

He does eventually come around to Marci, she kills him with kindness and he actually likes being an oldest brother to all the kids

He gets really close to Josey because they only have a three year age difference and he knows how scary it can be at Hogwarts that first year

Jason grows out of his brattiness towards James when he’s about 16/17, but it’s mostly thanks to his younger siblings

Josey Caroline Abraham:

Born December 10, 2026

Her parents got divorced when she was nine, and then Marci moved them to England

She is the oldest of her siblings, so she tries to be strong for her little sister and brother, but she just feels so alienated in England

She is very apprehensive of James, but he doesn’t try to be her dad or anything more than a friend right away

She’s still close to her dad after the move, but then he never shows up the summer before she starts Hogwarts

James takes her out to ice cream when it becomes obvious that her dad isn’t going to show and they go ring shopping for Marci after

She’s a Slytherin, and gets really close to Al, but it’s Jason who really takes her in, and Collin

When she’s fifteen, she asks James to formally adopt her, as he had already adopted her siblings and she was ready for him to be her dad

It took her a long time to realize that he was more of a dad to her than her father

Kerrie LeeAnne Potter:

Born March 21, 2029

She was six when the divorce happened compare to Jason’s twelve

She has a hard time remembering what it was like before the divorce and before Marci

She isn’t close to Katie, but she’s the same age as Hallie so Marci groups them together a lot

This isn’t an issue for either of them, until school

Because Kerrie is eleven before September first and Hallie isn’t

She does have her cousin Michael Harry (Lily’s oldest) and Jason is 17 and Josey is 14

But it doesn’t feel right until Hallie starts school the next year

She is a Gryffindor

Marci adopts her after she marries James, along with Hazel

Hallie Sarah Abraham:

Born October 29, 2029

She had just turned seven when her parents divorced and they moved

She chooses not to remember her father and is more than happy to accept James into her life

He takes her out flying because her own father refuses to

It becomes their thing, and James takes her out every Monday evening

James adopts her after he marries Marci along with Mike Anthony

She is sorted into Ravenclaw when she goes to Hogwarts, and she finds a home in blue and bronze

She gets on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team her second year and James couldn’t be more proud of her

She becomes one of the best Seekers since Harry played

Micheal Anthony Abraham:

Born April 3, 2032

He was four when his parents divorced

He refuses to get in contact with his dad when he reaches out, he claims that James is the only dad he’s ever known

He loves being an older brother, and he looks up to Jason so much

Even though they have a nine year age difference, Jason becomes really fond of Mike Anthony and names him godfather of his first kid

Mike Anthony is only thirteen but he takes it very seriously

He is sorted into Ravenclaw when he gets to Hogwarts

He writes home twice a month and once a week to Jason and his godson

He always tries to make his letters interesting and it gets him interested in storytelling

By the time he graduates from Hogwarts, he has a job at the Prophet and a novel that he’s trying to get published

He writes auror novels using the stories that Al and Harry and Ron and Scorpius would tell him when he was younger

James and Marci are so proud of him

Hazel Kathryn Potter:

Born September 12, 2033

She is two when her parents divorce and Marci is who she knows as her mum

She called Marci ‘mum’ or ‘mama’ straight from the get go, even before they officially started dating

She doesn’t remember being the youngest, so she has always been an older sister

She loves her siblings, ALL of them

She’s sorted into Hufflepuff when she goes to Hogwarts

When she is older Katie does try to come back into her life

She has always known that Marci wasn’t her mother, but Katie isn’t her mum

James makes sure that Katie knows there is no going back on this, and Hazel overhears the whole argument

She is always a little strained around Katie, but it works for the best

Hazel knows where Jason and Kerrie stand on Katie, but it doesn’t change her relationship with Katie

Marci is the one to push Hazel to open up a little to Katie, and promises that she will always be there for her

It’s the reassurance Hazel needs to let Katie know who she is as a person

Lilliana Ginevra Potter:

Born November 11, 2036

James and Marci get married about a month before her second birthday

Just like her oldest brother, she’s a little bean

She is the one that brings the whole family together, she gets Jason to stop fighting with James

Jason is the first person after James and Marci to hold her, the first sibling to do so

She’s loud and keeps the whole house awake the first three months she’s born

She’s really funny and always trying to make people laugh, which works well as she has no idea why all of her older siblings are so cranky all the time

She’s a Hufflepuff, following after her favorite older sister Hazel

When Katie tries to build a relationship with Hazel, Lilliana is so confused

She thought that Hazel was her biological sister and not her half-sister

It doesn’t change their relationship, but it does make the younger three question their siblings lives before they were born and their parents

James and Marci make it clear that nothing is different just because they’re not fully related to their older siblings

But Lilliana gets really interested in how families come together and decides to become a social worker

She ends up working with her Grandpa Harry and her Great Aunt Hermione is putting children in homes and keeping them protected

She ends up changing how fostering/adoption works in the Wizarding World

Erinn Roxanne Potter:

Born February 8, 2038

She was born about five months after James and Marci got married

Out of all the kids, she is the one with the middle child syndrome

She feels constantly over looked, except when Marci brings her to work

She loves visiting the Prophet offices, the noise, the news, and the knowledge she gains makes it all worth it

She looks just like James but is Marci’s little girl

She’s sorted in Ravenclaw when she goes to school

Mike Anthony is a seventh year and wants nothing to do with his baby sister, but she doesn’t care

She joins the school newspaper and takes it by storm

When she leaves Hogwarts, she goes to Witch Weekly and becomes one of their best gossip columnists

She had an in to every Quidditch League party through her sister (Hallie) and her dad, also she can get into any Potter/Weasley event as she’s family

But ever story she writes is completely true, her family is just crazy

Camren James Potter:

Born January 16, 2040

The absolute baby of the Potter family

He is used to being teased by the family and is good at giving it back

He spends a lot of time with his grandparents and is used to being passed off

He loves stilling and watching the Wasps practice, he is a great junior coach to James

He is a Gryffindor when he goes to school, just like James

He is a bit of a trouble maker, and even Al has trouble giving him detention

He’s just too good with the puppy dog eyes

He’s a great chaser, but falls in love with keeping, and eventually becomes captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team

He gets signed on to the Arrows after graduating from Hogwarts, the team Hallie started out in before going to the international team

He and Hallie play together in her last game on the international team and bring the Quidditch World Cup back to England

I just want to say that James and Marci are so proud of all their children and the choices they made in their lives. They didn’t always get along or made sense to each other, but they all love on another!

Send me a Weasley for head canons!

[lazys-moved]

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cherry  duchanee  ––  teenage  runaway,  phone  sex  operator,  aspiring  camgirl     ( lisa, she/her )

nae  jiwoo  ––  fallen  baseball  prodigy,  online  presence  with  his  sports  webtoons     ( yeonjun, he/him )

nana  yang  ––  true  crime  podcaster  with  a  lack  of  empathy  due  to  a  lack  of  experience     ( soojin, she/her )

cash  chu  ––  college  dropout  and  full  time  caretaker  of  his  kid  sister     ( sungchan, he/him )

levi  hwang  ––  juvenile  delinquent  turned  frat  boy  dropout  working  two  jobs  until  he  inevitably  ruins  his  sobriety  &  probably  someone’s  night     ( chanyeol, he/him )

finn hae mingi ––  retail  worker  and  aspiring  fashion  designer     ( hanse,  she/they )

bok hajoon  –– former  farm  boy  who  left  for  the  city  with  guilt  and  dancer  dreams  in  tow     ( yeosang,  he/him )

jovi  cha  ––    high  school  luminary  left  behind  in  hometown  who  turned  to  onlyfans  as  a  spiteful  means  to  prove  his  success    ( doyoung,  he/him )

arielle  byun   ––   digital  editor  wasting  away  in  her  bedroom  due  to  difficult  maintenance  of  friendship  and  social  misinterpretations     ( lia,  she/her )

tess  han  ––   hawaiian  beach  bum  conservation  snorkel  boy  with  perpetual  broken  heart  syndrome     ( san,  he/him )

olan  sasiprapa ––   feline  pastry  chef  at  family  run  cat  cafe  with  constant  existential  worry     ( bright,  he/him )

james  ‘ jimbo ’  lee  ––    try - hard  bitch  baby  who  can’t  take  a  hint     ( yuchan,  he/him )

anna songprawati  ––  full  time  flight  attendant,  part  time  clout  chaser     (  tu tontawan,  she/her )

watchara  chao  ––  failed  med  student  with  mounds  of  loans  and  nothing  to  show  for  it  except  a  hidden  drawer  of  lipstick  stained  cash     (  pp krit,  he/him )

kane  shim ––  serial  monogamist  with  a  victim  complex     (  yunho,  he/him )

amani  davis  ––  history  professor  with  an  odd  interest  in  plagues.   velvety   timbre  as  though  permanently  between  library  walls,   genuine  adoration  for  topic,  & wanting  to  make  others  feel  that  same  way.   (  lakeith,  he/him )

cristian  kang  &  quincy  choi  ––   self - destructive  couple  by  nature,    passive  aggression  runs  through  veins  &  fuels  every  type  of  frustration.    sometimes  long  relationships  are  just  that:   long.   years  spent  together  considered  a  way  to  pass  time,   both  parties  finding  no  easy  way  out,   no  matter  the  dramatics.   trust  hung  by  a  thread  at  this  point  but  grip  of  codependency  held  tight.   (individual  blurbs tbd)  (  hyungwon  &  i.m  )

beau  youn   ––  classical  training  washed  down  the  drain  and  chased  with  bitter  pills  of  reality.   hushed  tones  and  no  traceable  path   ––   full  control  of  outside  perception.   days  planned  down  to  the  minute  as  though  puppeteered  by  curtained  authority.  (  juyeon,  he/him )

roxy  seong  ––  classic  case  of  neglected  child  syndrome,   but  catch  a  mouthful  of  silver  rings  if  caught  discussing  such  topics.   people - pleasing  arrogance  stemmed  in  the  possibility  he  could  be  worse.   virtual  friendlessness  a  result  of  distrust  of  himself  &  everyone  around  him,   but  victim  complex  stood  strong.   also  he’s  a  chef   (  wooyoung,  he/they )

simon  yu  ––   sensory  issues  misunderstood  as  rich - kid  antics  and  brushed  off  as  cavalier.   dreams  tucked  away  à  la  pandora,   knocking,  begging,  pleading  to  be  freed.    time  spent  alone  with  no  qualms  but  alienation  sat  heavy  upon  heart.   (  seungwoo,  he/him )

malakai  kyun  |  anita  cockatoo   ––   youth  hidden  away  behind  torn  hoodies  &  fingertips  stained  with  shades  of  soft  pastel ;   sense  of  self  found  in  solitude,   reflection  recognizable  for  once.   sticky  remnants  of  double - sided  tape  marked  the  blurred  line  between  expression  and  impersonation,   but  where  is  the  partition ?   (  seonghwa  &  chaeyoung,   she/her )  

in the spotlight

hwa  myung  ––  popular  online  makeup  artist  with  a  penchant  for  karma     ( taehyung, he/they )

sena  mun  ––  tiktok  influencer  whose  entire  sense  of  self  is  formed  by  her  followers     ( jennie, she/her )

jin  chani  ––  high  fashion  model  with  a  fragile  ego  &  a  habit  of  self  medicating      ( xion, he/they )

holli  tsutsumi  ––  heiress  whose  questionable  acquisition  of  fame  resulted  in  stunted  growth  and  the  know - how  to  play  an everlasting  role     ( momo, she/her )

ashwin  koomrampai  ––   recently  acknowledged  actor  of  his  generation  after  years  of   dark  horse   attitude  has  found  family  in  A - listers  notorious  for  holes  where  hearts  should  be     (  ten,  he/him  )

river  feng  ––  idol  walkout  coasting  on  name  recognition  and  pretty  privilege     (  xu  jiaqi,  she/her )

cao  zhenya  ––  actor  on  the  rise,  easily  starstruck  &  eager  to  please     (  minghao,  he/him )

KIKI  |  kian  park    ––   former  star  for  the  mouse,   male  finished  contract  with  decency  and  found  the  switch  to  a  music  career  quite  easily.    bridging  the  gap  was  to  be  modeled  after  ––  he  was  made  for  this.   somehow  everything  goes  right  for  him,   though  he  attributes  it  to  being  in  sync  with  earthly  energies,   perfectly  unpretentious  and  fearless.   (  jjk,   he/him  )

                 ‧͙⁺˚*·༓  SUITS  ༓·*˚⁺‧͙

ace  |  kitt  kaewburesai  ––  luxurious  offspring  of  narcissism  and  intrusive  thoughts,   decorated  in  matte  black  ornaments  and  topped  with  glossy  lips.   guided  by  clear  mental  hierarchy  and  insatiable  desire.   quintessence  of  immodesty  and  the  act  of  getting  off  on  that  knowledge  alone.   (  gulf  kanawut,  he/him )

jack  |  jang  jaehwa  ––  virtually  unrecognizable  by  design,   anonymity  incarnate  with  a  trail  of  ash  in  his  wake.    former  vicious  nature  diluted  &  concealed,   mask  far  more  impenetrable  than  self - imposed  veil  of  years  past.   mystery  shrouded  in  icy,  yet  enviable  energy ;   arrogance  ultimately  found  in  belief  of  ex - prey  never  catching  up.   (  hyunjun,  he/they )

queen  |  aaliyah  cha  ––   vitality  leaks  from  tear  ducts,   courage  the  only  weapon  available  against  forces  disagreeable.   sunbathing  in  the  warm,   jaded  glow  of  adoration  without  a  care.   abrasive  etiquette  off - putting  as  first  impression  but  loyalty  unmatched.  (  karina,  she/her )

king  |  adrian  he   ––  unresolved  traumas  wrapped  up  tight  with  a  bow  and  crowned  in  eroticism.   someone  under  stress  meets  someone  looking  pretty.   desire  lights  candle  beneath  self - imposed  iron  boots,   a  spark  to  outrun  the  void  that  always  seemed  to  be  at  his  heels.   (  xukun,  he/him )

supernatural  &  canon

ryeo  aeja  ––  [ mumbles ]  year  old  vampire  who  prides  herself  on  restraint  and  human - like  trust,  but  has  a  ravenous  darkness  waiting  to  be  freed     ( jisoo, she/her )

berri  darmadi  ––  reluctant  witch  no  longer  able  to  push  away  powers  (  brianne  tju,  she/her )

jake long ––  mack  daddy  dragon  of  the  nyc     ( lucas, he/him )

marshall  lee  ––   not  so  bad ?  he’s  the  son  of  a  demon  and  the  vampire  king.  it’s  not  something  he  has  to  try  at.   ( san,  he/him )

bonnie  gwan   ––   runs  family - owned  candy  shoppe  like  it’s  her  entire  personality.   too  smart  for  her  own  good  &  fails  to  see  how  she  could  go  wrong.   aka  pwincess bubblegum   (  onda,   she/her )

[lynxalon]

wait !! a couple of days ago u rb that thing asking ppl to send u idols and u would name ur 3 fav things abt them and u mentioned ur ult and i meant to ask ur top 3 things abt them and then Forgot but !! if u still wanna i am curious as to what ur top 3 things abt them are !! i also feel kinda bad for not knowing who it is ! :/

Omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg My heart just fucking parkoured or something 😂

Kim Taehyung is my ult! Since BTS was my first kpop group, they've been my ult group ever since. And Tae was the first my eyes landed on and since then, he's remained my ult. He means a lot to me, and I've learned so much about myself because of him, so here's a list of 3 (or more!) of my fave things about TaeTae!!!

1. Family oriented. I cannot help but love how family oriented he is. I can't relate, because my family sucks and so I'm pretty detached from all of that, but he really loves his family. He'd win prizes at variety shows (when they did that) and save them for his parents, he loves kids and would be sucha kind and comforting father, and of course the way he loved his grandmother. That last one I have to bring up, because it kinda shocked me how impacted he was by her death. Back then, I couldn't imagine shedding a tear for some of my grandparents. It really made me reevaluate how I thought about my family and grandparents. Now, I care more for my nana and papaw. Like I said, I was reaaaally detached from any sense of family. Tae is so loving and giving, and I seriously hope he will find/has found someone who he can love and who can love him wholeheartedly.

2. Humor. I absolutely love Tae's humor. He can make jokes with such a serious face, which makes it even funnier! For example, when asked what his favorite lyric from their (BTS') songs was, he said with a straight face 'set it on fire bow wow wow.' There are so many other examples of how funny he is, but I'm gonna limit myself or this would be veeeeeery long 😅

2.1. His acting. I love him??? I love that him and Jimin will randomly reenact or make up scenes and just. Act them out? And the other members either go about what they're doing or look like their three seconds away from being like, 'Right in front of my salad?' I'm hoping he'll get another drama role, because man. I'd love to see more of his acting. I also love that he uses this to his advantage 😂 Idk if you've seen any Run eps, but Run!BTS is wiiiiild. They fight over gift cards and food as if they aren't wearing accessories and clothes more expensive than cars (*ahem* J-Hope wearing an 80,000$ watch in front of a 70,000$ car...) One of my favorite things is when Tae very casually convinces the others that he's not up to anything, and they always believe him no matter how many times he does this XD Like that one Run! ep where they had to get stickers or something onto the other members backs, and Tae went up to Jimin and pretended to help him fix the thing on his back while places so many stickers on and... Jimin just let him. He even said something along the lines of 'I trust you so I'm showing you my back' and 'Thank you for helping me.' Like... Bruuuuuh it's cute that you trust Tae but 👀 he had an agenda 😂😂😂 the end, when Jimin found out, was so fucking funny. Tae really played his soulmate like that lmao

2.2 And! How you can always trust him to show how the group entirely is feeling. Like in interviews and stuff. Tae absolutely doesn't mess around. He's very true to himself, and doesn't put up with stupid questions. He doesn't like people who are clearly clout chasers and people who use BTS' name and pretend they love them but. Often times they're just racist and using BTS for followers. It sucks, because ARMY don't want to hype up someone who's using BTS' name, so we kinda all look to Tae at this point. Any good (or even decent) interviewer will be able to get Tae engaged in the interview and smiling. Gosh, a recent interviewer called ARMY insane and the members reactions to that... We're BTS' everything just as they are ours. Calling us insane is the quickest way to BTS' shit list. But, I just think it's really nice be able to gave the group's overall mood through Tae. He can gauge a person's bad vibes reaaaal quick lmao 😂

3. His dancing!!! I got into BTS and kpop around... 2? 3 years ago? Anyways, it was a few months before Tear comeback on May 18th. If I ever lose all of my memories I have no doubt I'd remember that comeback date before my own birthday. That was when he officially became a part of the dance line. I always differentiate dance lines styles of dance like this: Hobi is powerful, Jimin is graceful, Jungkook is bold, and Taehyung is subtle. Tae really mastered this art of subtle movements and expressions. His Singularity performances are always different in some way; he fully expresses the lyrics and song with his movements and it's so fascinating to watch him dance. He is a dancer that continuously gets better, even when it seems like he has reached top of the mountain. Tbh it was mainly his dancing that drew me to him. I got into kpop the year after I'd had to quit dance, and at that time I'd fallen out of love with it. The way Tae dances helped rekindle my love for dance, because watching him is almost magical. I absolutely love watching him dance! He's a phenomenal dancer!!!

3.1. He's cute 😖 I have to bring this up. He is c u t e. He eats in pout and has this cute and quirky happy dance he does and he likes cuddling someone to sleep well and he drinks too much water when he's nervous and his smile is boxy like a rectangle and he has an elephant on his arm and he can't drink coffee and he is very artistic and loves to paint or draw on his clothes and adapt his fashion to suit him and he loves artwork and classical musicians and he posts blurry pictures of funny faces for ARMY and he likes photography and if we ask about Yeontan (his dog) he'll post cute pictures of Tannie and his eyes shine with love and adoration for BTS and ARMY because we're his everything. This kinda went from 'cute' to 'I lomve him and here's just a few reasons why' but that's okay XD

At first, newer ARMYs only had older content to help them learn about BTS. Each member had one characteristic that became all they were, and it became harmful and toxic. For Tae, he was the weird alien. People didn't understand him. Thankfully, these views have worn away over time, and there's newer content that helps new ARMY learn who BTS really are. But I started out seeing these views. And, honestly, I really resonated with the 'weird alien' characteristic. That was how I'd been viewed my whole life, so to see how people have come to understand him and love him as wonderful and quirky as he is really makes me happy. He's someone I really relate to and he's helped me love and express myself more.

I don't talk about him much on here, but that's mostly because what is there to say? I love him so very much, but I don't need to express that all of the time. For him it just. Is. This barely scratches the surface of how much I love him and how important he is to me. He makes me happy, so I hope he is happy often. I hope knows how loved he is. So... Yeah 😅 This definitely got longer than I intended but I wasn't kidding when I said I'd totally need more than 3 points for my favorite things about my ult bias 😂😂😂

Thank you for asking!!! And, I hope you were able to make it to the bottom of me gushing over Tae 😂 💚💚💚

[storyknitter]

Twelve Days of Christmas Prompts - December 21st

Holiday traditions from Person A/B’s family

AO3

Vassanna sighed, rubbing her aching eyes. The words of the seemingly endless reports blurred beyond recognition and she flung the datapad onto the table. Idly wondering why these reports wouldn't simply review and approve themselves, she glanced up when Eli'anara poked her head in with a grin.

“Heya, cuz! How's your afternoon?” Without waiting for an answer, the spacer waltzed into the Commander's quarters, a box filled to bursting in her arms, and continued. “Well, let me tell you, it is better now!”

“Woah, woah, woah,” Sanna said, standing. “What are you doing, Ellie?”

Eli'anara gestured to Seetoo, metal arms laden with an even larger box. “I'm decorating your place for Life Day since you haven’t yet. Clearly.”

“Umm, no. No, thank you. I don't need or want any of that. Besides, Life Day’s nearly a month away.”

“And it’s never too soon to decorate!” Ellie grinned broadly. “I brought stuff from home, too. Look, it’s an artificial tree, like Nana’s – and it even has lights already!” She patted the box. “You can't have one of those silly old holo-trees, you need something with presence.” The smuggler reached into the box, pulling out a strand of green, red, and gold sparkles. “And here’s some garland and tinsel and–”

“I said ‘no thank you,’ cousin.”

“Well, it's so dark and grim in here. You've got to shine the place up for the holiday!”

“I can take care of it myself,” Vassanna insisted.

“Yeah, see, that's what I'm afraid of.” She winked at her flustered cousin. “But in all seriousness, this is why I brought Seetoo, he's gonna help me and you don’t even need to–”

Eli'anara broke off, her hand flying up to her earpiece.

“What do you mean someone's moving my ship? No one touches my ship.” She glanced at her cousin, raising a hand in a sign to stay where she was. “No, you tell them that they can just wait a blissroot-picking minute and I will move the Star Chaser myself! Well, I don't particularly care that they...” Ellie's voice faded as she rushed down the hallway to rescue her ship from a change in parking assignment.

Vassanna dismissed Seetoo and sank down to the couch, glancing forlornly at the piles of holiday cheer. She couldn't do this. Not here, not in her own quarters. She could put on her mask and pretend that she was okay outside of this room, but oh stars, not here too. It was too much.

She leaped up and dashed out of the room to chase down the droid. Issuing orders for him to return the boxes of Life Day decorations to Ellie and Corran – after seeing to Sana-Rae's request for the Force enclave, of course – Sanna turned and headed to the Defender. She let herself into the empty ship, trying her best to ignore the ghosts of her past that still inhabited the vessel. It didn't matter how many times she glanced at the bridge, she fully expected to see Kira there, feet propped up on the dashboard, a smirk and “Hey Boss!” on her lips. The image of her friend and one-time Padawan was beginning to fade from her mind; she wasn't sure if she should be upset or grateful. Was that ‘moving on’?

Navigating the phantoms, Vassanna made her way to the dresser in the bedroom. She knelt and dug through the drawers until she found what she'd been searching for: a small holo-tree emitter. With a nostalgic smile, she headed back to her rooms, prize in hand.

Setting the projector base on the corner of her desk, Sanna clicked the power button and a small, half-meter holo-tree flickered into existence for a brief moment before shuddering out. She frowned and turned to Ellie's leavings, rummaging through boxes, half buried in decorations and glitter. With a triumphant cry, she emerged from a box, brandishing a new power pack and scent pod. After replacing both parts, she flipped the switch once more, standing back with arms crossed over her chest to admire her handiwork.

The little holo-tree glowed bright, its colors changing from red to green to blue, then pink, purple, and yellow as it slowly rotated. The tree blurred as Sanna’s focus shifted, memories dancing before her eyes.

She was ten years old, still dreaming of the Sacking and her uncle gone. But she was home and things felt right, even with a new Master in tow. Among her practical gifts that year – socks, undergarments, and the like – was a metal disc, about fifteen centimeters in diameter. Pressing the button, she and everyone in attendance was dazzled by the little holo-tree. “For the Life Days when you may not be able to make it home,” her parents had said.

Eleven years later, she went back to Mirial for Life Day, this time as a Master herself.

Though her little holo-tree was displayed proudly on the Defender, it was nice – relaxing – to be home again. Her entire family was making a big deal of her crew – T7, Kira, and Doc – whom she’d brought along. Laughter rang out, loud and often. Somehow, her mother had thrown together small gifts for all of them, even Tee. They’d just left Quesh behind, but had received permission for the holiday visit; the Jedi were gearing up to take on the Sith Emperor himself and Sanna was so very glad for the break.

A pang of melancholy tripped her heart. That visit had been the last time she’d seen her father in person, the last time she’d hugged him farewell. Offering up the apology she was never able to give him, she sniffled and stopped fighting the path her mind was taking.

The Life Day after... after their failed mission, Vassanna’s little tree saw two new crew members and a gaping hole in her memories – nearly an entire year’s worth. The entire crew worked their hardest to put themselves back together, for their own sake and that of the galaxy. It saw Lord Scourge participating in holiday events solely because of Kira’s taunting, and Doc trying to make light of the entire situation. Everything felt forced, from the laughter to the music.

She sighed heavily, hoping against hope that her friends were still alive. The pragmatic part of her hoped that – were they not alive – that their ends had been swift, painless, and honorable.

Before Sanna could stop them, images from last year’s Life Day pirouetted across the back of her eyelids: a slim, flat blue box resting on the pillow in front of her nose, a crystal and gold necklace waiting within. Her gaze shifted helplessly to the armoire that was hers alone now; the box and its necklace were tucked into the back of the bottom drawer, hidden beneath her clothing. She'd packed up all of Ther– all of his things, including that stupid old jacket, and asked Ellie to take care of it. Guilt and remorse shot through her and she ignored it; he had made the decision to leave, not her.

Her hand came up, unbidden, to rest on her chest; the place where the pendant used to hang was bare and empty. There was some sort of parallel to be drawn, wasn’t there?

“How could you?” she hissed. “I loved you, trusted you, and you... oh, how could you?”

Sanna glared at the tree, as though it were to blame. This was stupid. Why was she doing this to herself? A sniffle echoed in the large room, followed by a gaspy sob. No. She was not going to cry over him again. Not again, not again, not–

A beep from her comm interrupted, dragging her focus back from the edge of despair. She answered with voice only and found Lana on the other side, requesting a meeting.

“Of course. Give me five minutes.”

“Is this going to be like Koth’s ‘three minutes’? Because I can reschedule if necessary.” The pilot in question could be heard voicing his dismay over Lana’s slander in the background. Stars, Lana was good at knowing when she needed to smile.

“No, I don’t think so,” Vassanna responded with a small huff of laughter. “I’ll be there shortly.” Ending the call, she made her way to the ‘fresher. Splashing water on her face with trembling hands and taking a few deep, calming breaths, she settled her mask into place. She could do this. She’d dealt with worse, she could do this.

A comfortingly familiar warm, spicy scent wafted through the suite of rooms, emanating from the holo-tree. Yes, she could do this.

The temperature on Odessen was still warmer than she preferred for this holiday, but the evenings were getting crisp. Maybe she should grab a cup of hot cocoa from the commissary and head outside after dinner. If she was lucky, they’d have peppermint and either marshmallows or whipped cream.

The thought bolstered Sanna’s spirits and she held her head high as she strode purposefully into the hallway toward the War Room.

[royal-kard]

bigger kpop tag!

I was tagged by @curledlife thank you for the tag angel!!

1.) 5 favorite groups?

shinee, exo, vixx, f(x), kard

2.) Top 5 on your bias list?

jonghyun, suho, leo, victoria, all of kard 

3.) Ult Bias group and why you love them?

shinee. hands down. the boys, all five of them, were made ( I believe) to be shinee. it was fate for these five to be in one group. their individual personalities and skills are amazing and wonderful, and these boys excel in all areas that they take on. they’re always shifting and transforming their music and their style, but they always do these things in such a shinee way. let me be completely honest and say that no other group really compares to these boys to me. they are a group of five boys each with their own distinct and vibrant color, and when they come together everything just works. they’re a group whose music has helped me get through some rough times, and they’re the group i’ve grown up listening to. their the group that paint my happiest moments, that help lift me up in my saddest times. i’ve laughed with them and cried with them. they’re like family to me. they’re so brilliant each in their own way, and i love them so much. its really hard to put into words just how much i love these boys. im so proud of all five of them. 

4.) Ult Bias and why you love them?

jonghyun. I could write a whole essay on why I love him so much, but to keep it short I suppose, he had a very wonderful and kind soul which is something that I admire because in spite of the things he was going through he always looked after others and brought comfort to those around him. His words always came to me at the right time, and the way he thought was never sugar coating anything, but rather, his words were comforting because they were realistic in the most considerate way. (That probably doesn’t make sense, but I’m not too sure how to word it.) His musical artistry is also something to be admired. He was made to create beautiful music. He wrote from within himself, and created music that was fun, music that touched and moved people in various ways. To me, there will never be anyone else who impacts me in the way that he has. He was and is someone I respect so much, and I am thankful every single day that I was able to find him, his music, and shinee. 

5.) Favorite Kpop Meme

that one gif of hyungwon from monsta x with the coffee and mic

6.) Favorite pic of your ult? (I dare you to only pick one)

every picture of him is a blessed one, but i really love this one too:

7.) 5 Favorite Kpop MVs

shinee | view , f(x) | red light , vixx | voodoo doll, shinee | lucifer, jonghyun | she is 

8.) 10 Favorite Kpop songs?

this changes all the time, but these are some I guess: view by shinee, the chaser by infinite, eternity by vixx, airplane by f(x), replay by shinee, moonlight by exo, i need u by bts, hallelujah by jonghyun, love belt by jonghyun, trust me by b.m and somin 

9.) Favorite Kpop crack video?

this one 

10.) Favorite content creator within the fandom?

within the kard fandom: @somin (quality content right there).

11.) What fandoms would you say you’re an active member of?

I’m pretty much just an active member for five groups which is shinee, exo, vixx, f(x), and kard (and im failing at kard lately tbh sorry :( )

12.) Take your top 3 biases- fmk

I’m gonna take jjong out of the mix because I don’t feel comfortable with that. 

f- matthew i guess

m- leo

k- suho (he doesnt like to clean so he’s gotta go) 

13.) If you could be best friends with any idol, who would you choose?

ALL OF KARD, hongbin, and kyungsoo

14.) If you could date any idol, who?

any one of the kard members, or maybe like kyungsoo ( he seems reliable) 

15.) What’s one Kpop album you think everyone should have listened to?

ALL OF SHINEE’S MUSIC. yes. also you & me by kard because every song on that album was gold, and you all need to hear the greatness of every single track. 

16.) Are you a soft or a hard stan?

98% soft. i think. 

17.) An idol that makes you go into soft mode?

all of my faves. they’re all so wonderful, and they all make my days so much better!

18.) An idol that makes you want to smash the empire state building with one single punch?

hyuk. 

19.) Favorite vocalist?

Jonghyun.

20.) Favorite Rapper?

Tablo.

21.) Favorite dancer?

kard. taemin. hakyeon. ten.

22.) Things you have in common with your ult?

we both enjoy dark spaces and time on our own.

23.) The most beautiful trait any idol can have?

being humble and kind. i really admire that in people because plenty of people are not that way.

24.) Songs that will always make you jam along?

oh nana | kard , ring ding dong | shinee , papi | f(x) , what u do | exo , really really  | winner , neverland | ukiss , breathe | miss a , roly poly | t-ara.... there’s so many

25.) Your worst wrecker?

hyuk. 

26.) Any kpop concerts you’ve been to?

shinee, kard, exo, got7, bts, ukiss, big bang, kcon and a couple other music festivals with various artists (la gets a lot of events) 

27.) Favorite choreo?

all shinee choreo, exo’s monster, bts’s i need u, kard’s trust me, f(x)’s 4 walls & red light, infinite’s the chaser, gugudan’s the boots, red velvet’s peek-a-boo, hyuna’s roll deep, vixx’s scentist & fantasy, snsd’s mr mr...and others. 

28.) Favorite live performance?

shinee’s lucifer (rock vers) and their performance for symptoms

29.) Favorite debut mv?

replay| shinee & sorry | the rose 

30.) Recommend a rookie group!

i would say kard, but since all of you following me are hiddens, you know how great they are already!! so... they’re more of a rookie band, but the rose is fantastic. their music has a really distinct and captivating sound. if you follow kard, you know that b.m is friends with sam, but the rest of the boys are fantastic too!

31.) A kpop song you could listen to every day for the rest of your life?

love belt | jonghyun

32.) Tag some cute mutuals you’d like to get to know better (and to do this challenge)!

@somin @oliviahei @voonbora @jiwoojisoo @jeonjiwwoo @jsephology @sujiwoo @sominbiased @wendynasty @stefdonyx (you don’t have to do it if you don’t want to!)

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Winter Trip || Chase and Jonah

SETTING: The boys room.

Chase: "You ready for this party?" said Chase unpacking the alcohol from the bottom of his bag. "I have a few things" he added, "Hopefully your dad doesn't come check on you or me..." said the boy tossing Jonah the bottle of liquor. They deserved to have some fun, and hangout just the two of them. He was so busy with Gabrielle most of the time, so they really only got to hangout online or in school. Never really just having fun as the boys. 

Jonah: "Yep. We deserve a little fun." Jonah answered with a single nod as he grabbed the bottle from Chase. "Dude, I shouldn't have been shocked that he was chaperoning, but I was. He's been lowkey hovering and it gets me all nervous for no reason. I'm a good individual, I'm not doing anything wrong." he shrugged his shoulders. Jonah felt like the two did need some kind of break, both for different reasons. "You doing good? Sorry we haven't really gotten to hang out much this week."

Chase: "You'd think he'd want to take a break from being principal and just stay at home and let the chaperones just be chaperones. But no, not everyone is as cool as Wren's Nana. Which fucking sucks" said Chase as he pulled out a chaser from his bag. Things had been tough with Gabrielle in general, almost the whole time they had been dating. He loved her, but he was just so worried about her all the time. It was all consuming worry. His grades had been slipping a little even. "I mean ... I miss him a lot. But she's been ... she's been doing pretty okay despite everything" said Chase, "how about you?" he asked, "I know my situation is a little different. But he was one of our boys" said Chase as he got the bottle back and took a swig before taking a sip of the chaser.

Jonah: "He's cool, but not Nana level cool. Which reminds me, I wonder if she hates me... I'm too scared to even say hello." Jonah sighed, thinking about the possibility of queen Nana hating him for what he did to Rory. He listened to Chase, giving his friend a sad look. Of course he would never truly understand how he felt, but he could somewhat relate to losing someone very close to him. "If there's anything I could do to help, you could always let me know." he said with a sad smile. Chase had a lot to deal with, so if there was any way Jonah could help, he would. "I'm fine." he lied, he wasn't exactly fine. Dealing with Griffin brought back a lot of thoughts of his parents and then also dealing with what happened with Devyn was a lot. But he didn't need anyone worrying about him. "Just trying to come to terms with everything, know?

Chase: "Nah, I feel like Nana is probably still cool with you" said Chase, he didn't really know. But even if she did hold grudges, Jonah seemed to be an adorable confused exception. "Yeah man, thank you" he replied earnestly, "You've been through a lot so I didn't want to put the pressure on. I also just needed to pull closer to my family at home and my family here, so that's on me for being distant" Chase affirmed for the other boy. "Have you talked about Devyn with anyone, like honestly?" Chase asked, he knew Jonah was fine. He understood that, and he didn't think his friend would lie. But he knew Jonah was really private, and if he hadn't really talked it out, what was the good in that? But Chase was also a talker, he didn't get when people didn't talk things out. He had been on the phone with his parents a lot in the last few months, just going through every little thing. That's why he'd been able to have such a cool head about it all, except that time he yelled at Sadie. He still felt a little bad about that, but he was protecting his family.

Jonah: "I can't avoid her forever, I'm surprised I have for this long considering all the times we go to Wren's house to game." Jonah smiled at Chase and shook his head, "No it's fine. I like my alone time anyways." He knew Chase was dealing with a lot too and hoped that giving him space was the right approach to all of this. Sometimes it could be, but he didn't want Chase to think he didn't care either. "I kinda close everyone off when I get in these moods, so sorry that I never came to check up on you. I don't know, I just hoped you wanted your space as well. I didn't want it to come off as me not caring. You know I care about you, dude." he said with a friendly smile. That was his bro. Jonah's expression softened once Chase mentioned Devyn, "Uh no not really. I guess there's not much to say, right? B-But I'm fine, I'm sure she is too. She wouldn't wanna be tied down to me." he shook his head, letting his negative thoughts take over yet again. "Has she brought me up? Like to you guys at practice or something?"

Chase: Chase smiled and pat his friend on the shoulder, "I know man, I understand" he said to comfort his friend. This had been tough all around, but he didn't want to bring up old feelings for Jonah about his parents. The Griffin incident weighed on everybody in ways that couldn't have been predicted. "I care about you too, brothers for life" said Chase. He meant it. Jonah was his first friend here outside of cheerleading, someone he really connected with. Once they were on the topic of Devyn, Chase realized that he hadn't heard much of it from Devyn, only the stuff about Antonio. He really didn't want to mention it, "She hasn't mentioned you too much" Chase half lied, he was not about to rat her out for sleeping with Antonio. But he also felt like he needed to. But he didn't want to hurt Jonah any more than he already was. It was a hard line to follow. "Do you ... want to be with her? Like if you just looked at her as a person?" he asked.

Jonah: Jonah smiled and nodded his head at Chase, "Brothers for life." he repeated. It wasn't until he got moved to White Lake that he actually started to get some friends. Friends that actually cared about him. His mind got in the way a lot and every now and then he'd convince himself that he was a bother and that all the friends actually hated him. But thankfully, he wasn't in one of the moments right now. He was really grateful to have met Chase. They were similar in many ways but complete opposites in others, though they always balanced each other out nicely. He sighed at the question given to him. He wished everything wasn't so complicated. "I wanted to, I really liked her. But I..." he paused, trying to find the words to explain what he was thinking without looking like some attention seeker. "I don't think so highly of myself, not really, and all of that with her and my brother just made me feel like shit. Like even more shit than I already do." he forced a weak laugh. "I don't wanna feel like this anymore, it's hard enough trying to love myself as it is." he regretted how much he said. No one wants to hear this. "Plus, the idea of having sex with someone Jesse had sex with makes me kinda uncomfortable, not gonna lie." he added in to somewhat lighten the mood. It wasn't a lie, it was something that was weird for him.

Chase: "I get it, you don't want to be a pick me choose me kind of guy. But it sucks to constantly be put on the back burner like that. I know I've felt that way before" said Chase, "but even if you ... don't think ya know. Highly of you. I do. No homo. You deserve to be someone's first pick" he added. He hated seeing Jonah so down on himself, he knew he had problems and everything, but everyone deserves love. Chase had done some awful things to people, but even he deserved love. "You deserve everything this world has to offer you, the world owes you a lot" Chase said passing him the alcohol back. He laughed quietly when Jonah added that it would be weird to have sex with someone who had slept with his brother, "Yeah, that is kinda gross" he said with a smile, "If Gabrielle had a sister ... I would never. That makes me uncomfortable".

Jonah: Jonah sort of regretted everything he said to Chase. He didn't want his friend to think he was just some loser than was begging for compliments. The no homo comment did make him chuckle though. "Right. I feel the same way about you, man. No homo, obviously." he shook his head and laughed. "Oh uh, thank you. That's... that's nice of you to say." he said awkwardly as he grabbed the bottle and took a sip. He didn't want to sound like he didn't care what Chase was saying, he just wasn't actually sure how to respond to something so nice. It was a little pathetic. "Yeah, I stayed thinking about it. Like I wanted to cause duh, but also nooooo." he said with wide eyes. "Thanks, man. For everything." he said with a small smile. "You've always been super nice to me, since the moment we met each other." he told Chase, hoping he wasn't being too sappy. "You know I'm always here for you, if you need anything. Like if you ever need to talk. About anything." he patted his friend's shoulder. He knew Chase had a lot to deal with, so Jonah wanted to make sure Chase knew there was someone there for him.

Chase: Chase smiled as his friend repeated no homo to him. Obviously neither of them really cared, it was more of an old school meme reference to the two of them. He knew how uncomfortable Jonah could get with compliments, but he was going to try his hardest to build his buddy up. "I mean cause duh, she's hot ... but getting over something like that is weird. Even like if someone was to date one step sibling and then the other ... like I don't know. Especially if they've been family long enough, even that is still weird. I feel like you need to be in it for like ... soulmate shit if you're gonna be doing that" Chase rambled on. When Jonah thanked him, he felt good about it. It wasn't like being there for Jonah was anything that deserved a thank you. It was just something he wanted to do. "We were just always supposed to be brothers man, our interests are too matching not to" Chase replied. They were really on the same wavelength all the time, even though their personalities were so different. It was a comfortable balance between Chase's energy and Jonah's lack there of. Chase knew how to rile Jonah up, and Jonah knew how to relax Chase. Chase swallowed, Gabrielle had given him permission earlier, but he knew he wanted to do this now. "There's um, something I have to tell you man" said Chase, "so like I know me moving here doesn't make a ton of sense. Like at all. People just choose to ignore it or I brush it off with something. But dude, you have to promise me you'll never tell anyone. Not even Jesse. Are you cool with that information? If not, tell me" Chase divulged. He probably had already said too much if Jonah was not in the headspace for the news.

Jonah: Jonah nodded his head in agreement with Chase, he completely understood where he was coming from. Yes, he liked Devyn but Jesse was not only his brother, but his twin brother. It was too weird. "Yeah exactly. I bet Jesse's pretty relieved about it all too. I'm sure it was always weird for him and if we ended up dating, I couldn't even imagine how bizarre it would've been if I invited her over for dinner or for the holidays." he shook his head. He hated the situation he was in, but maybe things turning out like this was for the better. Jonah smiled at Chase once he said they were supposed to be brothers. He had lost a lot of family at a young age, but he was grateful for, not only the family members he still had, but also for the people that came into his life and became family, like Chase. It was a nice little bonus to have someone that was into the same stuff as him too. "Not sure what I'd do without you at this point, man. Just reciting the whole battle scene from Revenge of the Sith by myself, I guess." he joked. Jonah furrowed his brows at Chase, his tone was a lot more serious. That wasn't really like him. Chase was right, his moving situation didn't make a whole lot of sense to him, but he decided not think too hard on it. But now Jonah was getting nervous. Was Chase on the run? Is he some kind of criminal on the world's most wanted list? Is his name even Chase Stephens? "Um, of course I won't tell anyone. Not Jesse, not Juliette. No one. Is everything okay?"

Chase: "I mean, it can be done" said Chase laughing a little, but he much preferred reciting the scene with Jonah. It was one of their favorite things to reenact the final fight scene. Once to tone had changed to more serious and Jonah had agreed not to tell anyone, Chase finally was able to tell someone. "I ... well. Gabrielle got pregnant when we were 15. Her um, her little sister is actually her daughter. Well my daughter" disclosed Chase.  He had wanted to tell someone for so long, and now it wasn't coming out the way he wanted it to. "Her parents made me and my family sign a ton of paper work and made me move out here" Chase added, "so yeah ... I have a kid? I know it's weird. But I wanted to tell you" said Chase taking a small pull of the liquor bottle before passing it over. He had no idea how Jonah was going to react. It was such a strange thing to learn about a friend. 

Jonah: Jonah listened to what Chase was saying with furrowed brows. He stayed quiet before breaking out into laughter and pushing his friend lightly, "Dude what the fuck, you scared me. I thought you were serious for a second." he shook his head, still laughing. Jonah thought it was an obvious joke. "You brought up how weird your living situation was, and I thought you were gonna tell me you were some crazy criminal on the run. Don't scare me like that." Once his laughs died down, he looked at Chase with a smile before that slowly disappeared. He just looked at Chase's expression for a second before his eyes practically bugged out of his face. "Oh my god... wait, are you serious?" he asked, shocked from the information he was given. Jonah instantly felt bad for laughing a second ago. "L-l-like a father? A real one? Oh my god, I-I-I'm so sorry. I was laughing cause I thought... I thought you messing around."

Chase: Jonah was ... laughing at him? Oh my god, he thinks it's an elaborate prank. Fuck, thought Chase. He had no way to tell Jonah he was being serious except to keep the same look on his face. Then he saw it hit Jonah that he was telling the truth. "I mean, it would be a sick joke. I wish it was, sometimes. Not to be like a bummer, I mean I love my kid. But like, me? A father? It's still weird. I'm a kid" Chase rambled. It was confusing to tell Jonah, because it just was so ... well it wasn't Chase. Chase didn't seem like that kind of guy, not that there's a kind of guy who is a father at 17, but the concept of it definitely didn't fit. "It's weird, I know. It takes a while to sink in. I have to remind myself"

Jonah: Jonah was in complete shock, it still wasn't completely getting to his head that Chase had a kid. A whole human being. "I just, uh, wasn't expecting that. At all." he said slowly. "I mean you seem like the type of person that would be great with kids." he said with a small smile. Knowing that Chase had to keep his child a secret hurt Jonah. To pretend that she was Gabrielle's sister instead. "Well I'm not gonna tell anyone, I swear." he shook his head quickly. It was nice to know that Chase trusted him this much though. "That's not for me to tell. Are you okay though? Like with moving here and signing all those papers?"

Chase: "Yeah, that's kind of the point" said Chase with a laugh. The Hale's had made sure of that. "Thank god" he responded when Jonah said he was going to tell anyone, "I trust you a lot to tell you" he added. It was a huge step for him, he hadn't told anyone. Ever. Gabrielle had blabbed to Juliette when she was drunk, he should probably mention that. "Juliette knows" said the boy, "so if you need to freak out with someone who isn't me. She's the person". Chase thought about what he asked for a second, "I mean, it's rough. But I'm making it through fine. They're paying for everything, and my college" Chase replied.

Jonah: Jonah was actually pretty relieved to know that Juliette of all people already knew. "Is she the only other person that knows?" he asked curiously. He raised his brows as Chase said that they were paying for everything, including his college. "Wow, well at least there's some kind of silver lining?" he said as more of a question. He took one more sip from the bottle before passing it back to his friend. "I'm not really sure what kind of help I could offer, but if you need anything... with all of this, you could let me know. Even if it's just you ranting about parenting." he raised his shoulders, it still felt so weird saying that out loud.

Chase: "Yup, just you two ... and of course my family and her family" said Chase with a shrug. It was all so weird. Especially being the guy, like he knew everything was so different for Gabrielle. "Silver lining and her family owning my ass" said Chase taking a swig from the bottle after it was passed back. "Thanks, I need it sometimes" he replied. It had been a good talk. Jonah was really the greatest friend he could ask for.

[calamiticus-blog]

welp. had to pick up a third. i apologize for the mess this intro will likely be. this here is my original trash child mickey and i’m super excited to bring him here. just a quick note: he is a legilimens and i fully intend to play this out in the most logical and realistic manner. i’ll have more beneath the cut on this, but you all have my promise that i will not use this to godmod and will only ever use his ability with your permission. i see this as an exciting plot device for interactions and larger connections but don’t want anyone to think i’ll be taking it lightly. as always message to plot and i promise i’ll be on the dash more often

❝  but you can’t get away from yourself. you can’t decide not to see yourself anymore. you can’t decide to turn off the noise in your head. ❞

TOM WEBB? No, that’s actually MIKOŁAJ KOWALSKI. About to begin SIXTH YEAR, this RAVENCLAW student is sided with THE NEUTRALS. HE identifies as CIS MALE and is a HALFBLOOD who is known to be QUIXOTIC, TREMULOUS, and CLUMSY but also INTUITIVE, ADROIT, and EMPATHETIC.

general.

name: mikołaj jacob “mickey” kowalski

age: 16

house: ravenclaw

student functions: herbology club, astronomy club, hogwarts orchestra, president of wizard’s chess club, 

boggart: scary clowns. kinda like ‘it’. no deep reason - just fuck them. 

patronus: meerkat

orientation: heterosexual / heteromantic

headcanons.

two whole generations of kowalskis had passed before another legilimens came around. queenie kowalski was the most infamous in the kowalski family tree. first witch in thefamily, and an accomplished legilimens, almost everyone in the united states knows who she is and her part in the fight against grindelwald nearly 100 years ago. jacob jr. (or jj, as he’s most often called) and aneta kowalski are not nearly as notorious as the former’s grandmother. while she remains in new york, alone in the flatabove her deceased muggle husband’s bakery, jj and aneta lead quiet lives in london, where they’ve openedup a kowalski’s bakery akin to jj’s grandfather’s, one with a back entrance that leads to a completely identical, albeit more magical, bakery in diagon alley. simpletons who devote their lives to delivering baked goods to the masses, there was never a question of where the future kowalski children would end up. with three boys and two girls, the kowalskis saw nothing more than five more sets of hands to carry on the family’s muggle legacy. the only connection they had to the goldstein side of their family was the magic that ran strong in their blood. big boned and generally husky, the kowalskis were all pucture perfect replicas of their muggle patriarch. 

all except for mikołaj. second eldest of the kowalski clan, mikołaj - or mickey, as he preferred to be called - was not your usual kowalski. a tall and skinny beanpole with bright blue eyes and chocolate brown messy hair, freckles like constellations all over his ruddy face, seemed to take more after his mother’s side of the family. but it wasn’t just his looks that separated him from the other kowalskis he shared a tiny flat with. from a young age, mickey always felt a little… different. it wasn’t always easy to explain, because as a young child he didn’t quite understand what was going on with him. he couldn’t quite place the voices that were constantly consuming his thoughts, distracting him and driving him crazy. it wasn’t until he’d heard his grandmother bring up that “annoying thing nana queenie does” at a christmas dinner when he was eight that he’d even realized that these voices were not figments of his imagination but in fact the very thoughts of those surrounding him. like his great-grandmother, mickey was a born legilimens - gifted with the keen ability to tap into the thoughts of others as she was. rare and exceptional, this gift should have been something to feel good about, but all it’s ever done for mickey is caused trouble, embarrassment and harassment. his family felt uncomfortable and guarded around him, his siblings taunted him with their thoughts, and it only created awkward moments and troubles in the muggle bakery. 

when it came time to head to hogwarts, mickey was nervous how his “special gift” would affect his time. he’s had to learn to tune it out, to ignore the natural instinct to read and see into people’s minds without their permission, and haslearned to do so by occupying his mind with other things. puzzles, advanced studies, books on topics he barely understands - anything that keeps his mind occupied. he’s isolated himself from other, preferring the company of plants and animals over that of people. plants and animals can’t think, there’s nothing for him to stumble upon uninvited. 

he wishes he could shut it off completely. his great-grandmother - the withering old thing - has moved into the family’s tiny london flat in order to help mickey cope with his ability, helping him perfect his gift as well as learn to tune it out. he tries his hardest to shield his thoughts from her. he doesn’t want her to know that he secretly hates this inheritance he got from her. he would rather be a squib than bear this cross. 

despite this gloomy outlook, mickey carries himself in a rather cheerful way. he’s always smiling, a goofy and silly smile, often times because he’s tapped into the wild minds of the younger years and stumbles upon some humorous thoughts. he tries his best to act rather “normal” so as not to give off the suspicion that something is off about him. with these troubling times, mickey is well aware of the lengths any would go to get a legilimens on their side. he has chosen to remain neutral and outside the conflict for this very reason. while kowalskis and goldsteins have almost always been on the good side of these fights, he couldn’t allow his mind to be a tool for even the right cause. considering he’s often on the brink of a mental break down, it only seems fitting to keep out and silent about his little trick. 

that being said, he’s had a lot of fun using his legilimens for gain.he’s become captain of the wizard’s chess club, unbeatable in the game, though he’d hate to admit that occasionally he peeks into the mind of his opponent to stay a step ahead of the game. he’s also known to mess with the muggle patrons at his family’s bakery, sometimes pretending to be a medium or psychic and using their thoughts to make a convincing show of it. it never gets too serious, though - jj wouldn’t allow his son to be so careless after all. mostly, however, mickey avoids the use of his “talents”, choosing to occupy his mind with other things. constantly learning and consuming new information, mickey is a clever and intelligent young man - a perfect fit for ravenclaw house, as it would seem. 

he looks forward to the day that he leaves hogwarts. his family has already planned out his future for him: he’ll settle in london nearby and work at the bakery until he dies. but mickey has bigger plans for himself. taped to his wall, above his desk, littered with pins and strings connecting them, post-it notes and photos cut out from magazines and print-outs from the internet, is a map of the world. he wants to travel, to run away from his home and see what’s out there. every place pinned is a fascination, an eight wonder of the world, lush and exotic, inhabited by no one. far from the voices he’s constantly listening to. it’s a blissful dream but it’s the only one he holds onto.

he’s an insomniac, a hypochondriac, asthmatic and anxious 24/7. it’s a deadly cocktail. he can’t sleep because of the voices. he’s constantly seeking out thoughts to silence the static and once spent a whole night reading about deadly diseases and infections, which lead to the hypochondria and his abnormal obsession with every little symptom he’s shown since. the asthma is just another thing that makes him stick out like a sore thumb in his family - and he’s had one too many occasions where his inhaler has been stolen as a prank. this only spikes the anxiety, which in turn makes the mind-reading worse, which makes the insomnia worse, which leads to restless nights of researching fatal cases of magical disease and so on and so forth. someone once likened him to a shaking chihuahua. 

he talks a mile a minute, and he never lets himself stay on one topic for very long. if he gets bored, his mind wanders. if his mind wanders, he hears things. and nothing ruins a day more than overhearing your classmate’s inappropriate thoughts about your charms teacher. puberty was a pretty uncomfortable time for mickey, because he wasn’t just experiencing his own bodily changes - he felt like he was experiencing everyone’s. this is why he’s always occupied with something. books. puzzles. music. anything. it’s also why he avoids quidditch games and often times meals. the whole entire school in one enclosed space? no thank you. that is a nightmare. it was a nightmare his first night. the best choice is for mickey to keep away. it’s why he’s almost never present. he even sneaks off in the evening, using his gifts only then to avoid the prefects. he’s like a ghost this way. in and out, without anyone realizing it. he knows it’s wrong to break the rules, but sometimes he needs to get away. and the forest is the quietest place for a legilimens to go and think. shame, really. he’d love to be a chaser for the quidditch team, if he could shut everyone up. 

he has very few friends, and has only let a select few in the know of his “secret”. again, he just can’t let that get out. if anyone were to find out… he’s afraid of how people will perceive him. he knew from stories and conversation that his great-grandmother wasn’t always well received. and he’s aware of how uncomfortable his family is from having to live with the “mind-reader”, so his best bet is to keep it quiet and between a small group. he tries to socialize, to appear normal and part of the group. he even attends parties (drunk minds can be fun) though he never stays long and half the time he misses half of what anyone says because he’s busy trying to filter through the noise surrounding him, trying to figure out what’s a thought and what’s been said to him. he isn’t sure how he comes off to others, perhaps annoying or too awkward to function. he’s had absolutely no success in the romance department, having heard the thoughts from girls before having the courage to attempt to flirt. he knows before speaking to them that they don’t find him attractive or think he’s “weird” or “odd”, so he just never tries. but he does pine, because he’s a teenage boy with teenage hormones and definitely finds a few girls attractive. thank merlin they can’t hear his thoughts. 

wanted connections.

with a little help from my friends - mickey’s skawd. crew. bros (maybe some hoes). whatever. there are only a few he actually considers friends, and he trusts them enough to let them in on his little “gift”. they’re the only people he would ever let know and even take advantage of the legilimency, often leading them on sneak outs under the prefect’s noses and on wild adventures at hog’s head. they’re the only thing that feels right about his life. the only thing that resembles normal. with them he doesn’t feel like a freak. he feels accepted and even loved.and he adores them for that. ( can be multiple muses )

tormentor - mickey is… odd, to say the least. it’s not his fault, he’s constantly fighting an inner battle against everyone’s inner commentary. give him a break. but this is not known information, so to anyone on the outside looking in, the dude is just… weird. so it isn’t a stretch to think he would have a bully or two that like to mess with him. when he’s so engrossed in his studies or puzzles or whatever mind-numbing activity he’s picked up now to fill the void, he can’t catch himself quick enough before their harassment falls on him. it’s what he gets for coming off so anxious and abnormal. ( can be multiple muses )

what’s inside - being a kowalski, mickey is an expert baker. one of his many random hobbies include wasting away in the kitchen with the house elves, making confections after another. sometimes the desserts served with dinner are actually a kowalski original. he’s seen this person in the kitchens, and soon enough he’s started sharing his little treats with them. baking is just another way to focus on anything but the static, so their conversations have been smooth and without the awkward of mickey avoiding their thoughts. the block out just comes naturally. this could be the start of another friendship. could be something more. if mickey wasn’t so focused on the baking, maybe he’d actually get a good hard look at the person and see that they’re building up a solid friendship from their far more natural conversations. he feels less anxious and weird around them. he wonders if maybe this was how nana queenie felt around great-grandpa jacob. ( only one muse, preferably female ) 

idk guys honestly i’m at a loss. i’ll take anything really. 

so about the legilimency: like i already said - i’m dedicated to making this work and making it realistic and done in a way that it won’t lead to sticky situations such as godmodding. that’s the last thing i ever want. so out of respect to everyone, i have decided to not use the legilimency in interactions unless it has been agreed upon between myself and the player. obviously this is an opportunity for fun, angsty, tense interactions when used properly. terms agreed upon by the players and proper plotting out of the use of the legilimency will always be practiced whenever anyone wants to interact with mickey and potentially plot with him. i encourage anyone to indicate what mickey may��hear, whether by italicizing it or marking it in the reply, mentioning it in the tags, or just talking it out with me before we start our interactions, i want it to be made clear what are the limitations with mickey’s gift and your character. obviously i don’t want him running around outing everyone’s deepest secrets and alliances, hence the neutrality and his own guarded nature over his secret. it would be unfair of me to have my kid blab everyone’s thoughts and secrets when he’s keeping his so close to himself. i want everyone to feel comfortable playing this angle out, to want to interact with him. so i invite everyone to message me if you want to, and we can seriously plot this out and figure out how this will play into our characters’ interactions. if i ever, in any way, step out of line - please please please message me. call me out. poke me. i don’t care how, just let me know. because i never wanna overstep the boundaries with this part of my character. it is a huge part of his characterization (everything about mickey is laced with mention of the legilimency and how it affects his every day life) so i don’t want to ever portray it improperly or allow it to cause issue. so i will make sure to ask everyone whether or not mickey could listen into something their character thought, and always take your thoughts on the portrayal of legilimency into consideration. i hope you guys will want to plot with mickey!

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( feel free to message me with plots or connections, even if they aren’t listed on here ! i would be open to everything and anything ! )

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Trollhunters Dadswap AU part 17

Here it is guys. The day has come.

it’s time for the grit-shaka madness to begin

Strickler, growing more concerned about the Bridge and it’s construction, takes the day off from school and gets Nomura to help him with research. With Strickler out of the classroom, however, that leaves Jim, Toby, Claire, and the rest of the class stuck with a movie day. Not so bad since it’s Gun Robot 3, but terrible since it gives everyone the opportunity to gossip about the upcoming rehearsal.

Jim and Toby are just talking about it when Toby notices the Grit-Shaka in Jim’s bag.

“Dude you’re not really going to wear that, are you?”

“Of course not! I just.... have it for backup! Is it cool if we don’t talk about this? I’m nervous enough as it is.”

“You wouldn’t be so nervous if you ever actually talked to Claire.”

“Pff, as if. I don’t want to risk her hating me again.”

“rule number 1, Jim my man.”

Jim gives him a look and Toby backs off.

“Ok ok, fine. What do you wanna talk about?”

“I don’t know.... how about your new roomie?”

“You mean AAARRRGGHH!!! ? He’s doing fine! We uh... had a little incident with the power washer, but everything’s going great! He’s adapted pretty well to my room, and he hasn’t scared Nana at all!”

“An incident with the power washer?’ what happened?”

“well, it turns out those things are REALLY strong. When I got knocked off of my feet, he didn’t know what to do to turn it off, so he just bit down on the hose nozzle. Needless to say, that didn’t end well.”

“was everyone ok?”

“yeah don’t worry. We both got pretty soaked, but no one got hurt. Think I’m gonna ask Draal if he and his dad have any suggestions. There’s no way I’m gonna wash that guy by hand. I don’t think he’d be willing to sit in a kiddie pool long enough for me to do so either.”

“surprised he hasn’t eaten all your Nana’s cats yet.”

“He tried, but after I told him that humans keep em as pets, he backed off. I have a suspicion my missing VHS tapes are what he chose to eat as an alternative.”

“Well, here’s hoping Angor Rot can convince Vendel to get that mark off him soon.”

“yeah. Maybe i can start giving him some lessons in troll manners. It could help his case, after all.”

“Troll manners,’ Toby?”

“Yeah! Like I ask him what he does in a certain situation, and teach him the proper response! Like ‘if someone is standing in your way, what do you do?’ kinda stuff. Who knows, he might be a fast learner.”

It’s then that Mary accuses Jim of taking her seat, forcing him to sit beside Claire. Jim looks desperately over at Toby, who simply shrugs and mouths ‘talk to her.’ Of course Jim sits there in silent panic for a few moments before looking down in his bag again.

reluctantly, Jim puts on the grit-shaka. Surely it couldn’t hurt to have a little confidence boost, right?

Cue the worst day ever, in which Jim uses the word ‘crispy’ to a cringing degree, ruins rehearsals, and even goes so far as to try to break into the school cafeteria and take all the ice cream sandwiches. All that madness and more.

So of course Toby goes to get help from Strickler and Angor Rot. 

Strickler is hard at work researching any clues he can decipher to locate the bridge when Toby runs in. Nomura looks up from her own book, and Angor Rot skides down the ladder.

“Strickler! It’s Jim!”

Strickler is instantly up.

“What’s wrong? What happened? Is it Heimdrel?”

��No no no, he got this totem thing from Bular, and he’s been acting crazy all day! He keeps using the word ‘Crispy,’ and doesn’t care about others, and has just overall been a really big turd!”

Strickler glances over at Nomura and Angor Rot before looking back at Toby.

“This totem Jim got from Bular, it wouldn’t happen to be called a ‘Grit-Shaka,’ would it??”

“yeah that’s it!”

Strickler runs out.

“Nomura, keep looking! I’m sure we’ll find a lead soon! Angor, Toby, let’s go!”

By the time they find him, Jim is about to let a troll tattoo artist hammer into his arm.

“make it weep.”

Strickler snatches the chisel from the troll.

“have you lost your mind?” he turns to the artist, speaking respectfully, “my apologies, if you could give us just a moment.”

“hey guys! You’re here! Are you getting a tattoo too? *gasp* LET’S ALL GET MATCHING TATTOOS”

“We are doing no such thing, Jim!”

“Strickler, my man, chill. It’s just a tattoo!”

“That is not the problem here! You are wearing a troll artifact, and you don’t even know what affects it could be having on your delicate psyche!”

“My delicate Psyche? Oh you mean this? Pretty cool right? I’ve never felt better in all my life! I gotta see what other cool jewelry Bular’s people make!”

“They are not jewlers, Jim! They are a vicious war band, who use artifacts such as the one on your neck to become literal killing machines! It is not for human use!”

“killing machines, huh? Well now I really need to talk to Bular about getting me some more totems! Think of how much more effective I could be if I didn’t fear anything!”

“That goes directly against rule number one of being the trollhunter and I will not just sta-”

Jim grabs Strickler’s shoulder and makes him lean down.

“Strickler, Strickler listen. I don’t care. Ok? What are you gonna do? Fail me in Trollhunters class?”

Angor Rot tries to fix the situation.

“Jim, it is important to be afraid when facing trolls. A warrior who is over confident, or lacks any and all fear, often die very quickly. Trolls have no pity for the arrogant.”

Strickler holds out his hand.

“Jim, I demand that you hand over the Grit-shaka.”

Jm backs up

“no way, man! I already told you! I have never felt better! I’m fine! What are you afraid I wont be able to handle being a killing machine?”

“Jim, as your trainer, I insist that you hand it over.”

“no!”

Jim makes a run for it. Summoning the amulet and narrowly evading capture by his friends.

“I’ll show you!” Jim summons his sword. “I’ll show all of you! I’m gonna take down Heimdrel! Then you’ll see! I don’t need your stinking training when I got this baby on my side!”

Before anyone can catch him, Jim disappears into the market.

“where could he have gone?”

“well obviously he’s going after Heimdrel, didn’t you hear him?”

Strickler looks down at Toby, eyes narrowed and clearly not in the mood for sass.

“Sorry.”

“He does not know where Heimdrel is,” Angor Rot folds his arms, “how does he intend to find him?”

Toby thinks it over.

“I think I know where he’s going.”

Toby runs to Claire’s house and gets the attention of Notenrique.

“Ey! You’re gonna blow my cover!”

“Did you tell Jim where to find Heimdrel?!”

“Sure did.”

“WHY?!”

“If he wants to kill himself, who am I to stop him?”

“Where is he going?”

“And why should I tell you? you gonna run down there and try to stop him? Good luck Chubby-Chaser!”

“just tell me where he is!”

“no! Now get outta here before someone notices!”

“I’ll give you yesterday’s gym socks if you’ll tell me where to find him!”

Meanwhile down in the sewers, Jim is gallantly marching through. Making all kinds of noise. Throwing threats to the air. all that horrible stuff. He of course gets a Goblin’s attention, who scurries off to inform Heimdrel of the situation.

Back up top Toby is running through the town, checking every sewer drain he can to find Jim.

Down below, Toby told Strickler and Angor Rot where Notenrique sent Jim. Strickler is running through checking every hall he can, and Angor Rot is using his staff to check all the hidden places he can think of.

Jim spots a goblin and runs after it, turning a corner and seeing another. It says something in their goblin language and then laughs. Jim prepares his sword to strike when he hears the sound of metal against stone. Heimdrel turns the corner- his sword digging into the sewer wall and making a clear mark.

“There you are, you big ugly brute!”

Heimdrel eyes Jim a moment, locking his gaze on the Grit-Shaka.

“A Gumm-Gumm totem.... Now i see why you so foolishly came down here.”

“That’s right, Heimdrel. It’s the end for you!”

Heimdrel laughs darkly.

“You are just a whelp.”

“No, Heimdrel, I am your doom!”

With that Jim charges forward, swinging his sword wildly. Heimdrel parries and Overpowers Jim’s attack. Jim lands one hit on Heimdrel’s arm and let’s out a triumphant laugh as the much larger Troll backs away for a moment.

“had enough?”

Heimdrel looks up at Jim, the wound caused by the sword suddenly healing and crystallizing over.

“Far from it.”

“you can regenerate????”

“I can do so much more than just that, boy.”

Heimdrel charges back forward and the fight continues.

Jim goes for a low blow and swings at Heimdrel’s legs, But that’s when Heimdrel does a quick spin, his drape of feathers confusing and breaking Jim’s focus. it’s then that when Heimdrel completes his turn that Jim sees Heimdrel has using his cape to hide the fact he was preparing to kick.

Before Jim can dodge or block, Heimdrel’s foot slams directly into him, sending him flying and causing his sword to dig into the sewer floor a few feet off. Jim looks up to find the grit-shaka missing from his neck. He looks up to see it between him and Heimdrel.

“oh no!”

Heimdrel crushes it beneath his foot, breaking it’s effects on Jim. He laughs darkly, raising his sword in the process.

“oh yes”

Jim makes a run for his sword. Heimdrel leaps after him. Jim rolls and grabs his sword, just barely having enough time to spin around and block Heimdrel’s strike. Jim backs away fearfully and Heimdrel’s smile grows more wicked as he walks towards Jim like a predator.

“you know, I’ve seen someone look at me like that before. The last surviving Tyreta besides myself. I saved him for last.”

Heimdrel raises his sword and narrows his eye in delight.

“His screams will be nowhere near as delicious as yours.”

Just as Heimdrel swings his hand down, the manhole above them swings open. Heimdrel’s actual arm hits the sun ray and he backs away with a howl of agony. Toby looks into the scene.

“Jim!”

“Toby! Where on earth am I? How did I get here???”

Heimdrel growls as his arm heals and he begins to circle the ray of light Jim is now trapped in.

“Afraid, Trollhunter? Good. It will make my victory all the sweeter when the amulet is finally mine.”

It’s then that Strickler and Angor Rot find the chamber Heimdrel and Jim are currently in. They run forward to help when a swarm of goblins strike them- one opening another manhole so Angor Rot cannot safely pass through. Toby reaches in.

“Jim! Take my hand!”

Jim of course tries to jump high enough to reach but the armor of daylight is too heavy. Heimdrel drags his sword across the ground, sharpening it and preparing to strike.

"A shame we did not face each other on a true battlefield, but perhaps a coward’s death is all that you deserve.”

Jim looks up at Heimdrel’s sword as he raises it once more to deliver a final blow, and the wheels in his head begin to turn. From behind Heimdrel he can see Strickler has made it through and is drawing knives from his mantle.

Heimdrel swings his arm to strike, when At the same time a handful of Strickler’s knives dig into his back. The troll howls in anger and pain, his posture shifting and turning to face his attacker. Jim dodges the attack and watches the situation carefully. Heimdrel tries to turn to face Strickler, but realizes his sword is stuck in the cement. The Executioner roars and pulls at his arm to try and un wedge it from the ground. Jim and Strickler seem to have a silent conversation, and the second Heimdrel is about to free his sword Strickler and Jim both run towards it.

Jim lands on the sword and uses Heimdrel’s strength to catapult himself up to reach Toby’s hand, and Strickler uses his own strength to jump high enough to reach the street above. As Strickler climbs out, he returns to his human disguise before anyone sees him, and Toby begins to pull Jim up as fast as he can, soon having Strickler available to help.

Heimdrel yells something in a trollish language furiously as they pull him out, and moments after they escape and cover the manhole Heimdrel’s fist punches it open one time before it’s finally over.

“Tobes, what happened today? All I can remember is being in History class and watching Gun Robot.”

“it’s uh... it’s been a long day for all of us. Why don’t we... talk about it later... but just know.... you’ve been a giant turd all freaking day.”

Jim smiles at Toby and Toby smiles at Jim and Strickler helps the two exhausted teens onto their feet before a car honks at the trio.

“Promise me you’ll never do this again, you hear me? That goes for you as well, Toby.”

“Promise. No more Gumm-Gumm totems for me.”

“And I don’t plan on ever trying one. Today has been proof enough for me.”

“Good. Now, let’s get out of the street and back to Trollmarket. I’m certain Angor Rot is already waiting for us there.”

Later on at the Hospital, Barbra is preparing to head home when she is stopped by another Doctor.

“Hey Barbra, do you have a minute to speak with me?”

“Certainly, doctor. What can I do for you?”

“I just wanted to thank you for all the hard work you’ve been doing as of late. Things have been pretty crazy around here, and I’m glad we have someone like you on staff.”

“it’s the least I can do. Helping people is what Doctors are supposed to do, after all.”

“of course. Since you’ve been so active lately, I wanted to inform you of a new addition to our staff. It’s taken us months to convince him to finally transfer here, but I hope you get along with him. Do you have time for me to introduce you to each other before you head out?”

Barbra puts her coat on but smiles.

“I’m sure I have some time on my way out.”

“perfect.”

Barbra and her associate head towards the elevators and stop at the help desk where a rather large man with a metal cane is speaking to one of the Nurses on staff. He turns his head when he notices the pair approach- a warm smile appearing on his face. The head doctor holds his hand out to the man in presentation.

“Barbra, I’d like you to meet Bhaltair McLaine. He just transferred in from Scotland and will be taking over this department. Bhaltair, meet Barbra Lake. She’s one of the best we have here.”

Bhaltair smiles and holds his hand out to Barbra, and when she returns the gesture his handshake is firm but gentle.

“Pleasure to meet you, Bhaltair.” Barbra smiles. “I look forward to working with you.”

“No no, miss,” Bhaltair’s smile grows even wider as the two finish their handshake, and he gently adds his other hand to the gesture and lightly pats her hand in a comforting manner. “the pleasure is all mine. I’ve heard many things about you and your son.”

He finally frees her hand and lightly taps his cane on the ground. “I have a feeling you and I are going to be very good friends.”

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○○ eyez | thirty-nine

The date was set—May 25. Five months to properly put everything together, but for this to be the most stressful thing in Beija’s life to date was a blessing to her at this point.

The bombshell of New Year’s Eve was probably one of the most bittersweet things that had happened between she and Jermaine since his divorce—of course blogs got wind of Mariah’s arrest, and of course a frenzy of blogs ‘just discovering’ the now closed investigation became the hot topic. At least the two as a couple weren’t under attack by the public...at least, not completely. Of course there were bitter individuals saying that this was ‘karma’ for how Jermaine had dealt with his divorce with Melissa, among other things. But the fact that Beija knew the truth of everything kept her from really responding to any of it. She had better shit to attend to than to try to convince people who would never like her that she wasn’t a homewrecker. They were about to be married, and she wanted to focus on that.

To add to that, their first anniversary of them being together was coming about, along with Janiya’s first birthday. Beija had no reason to be worried about what some dumb ass blog or internet personality had to say. They’d never say it to her face anyway, and she was sure some had an opportunity to do so.

For this particular day, Beija was back home in Houston—for her, it was a ‘girls’ trip’ with just she and Janiya. She had a seamstress at one of the city’s black-owned boutiques put together a dress for her; it was the first thing she did once Jermaine proposed and now the moment of truth had arrived. The seamstress had sent her three dress ideas, and with her team, had put together all three dresses for Beija to choose from. It would now be Beija’s decision of what she would be walking down the aisle in.

The boutique was fairly large, or at least large enough for a bridal party to fit into—mannequins wore light colored garments, and the royal blue furniture seemed to bring intense color and life into the space. In the fitting area, stood the seamstress herself, along with Beija, Ayana, Sara, Lauren, and Janiya, who was occupied with her small stuffed animal.

“Are you sure this dress fits?” Alisha’s voice could be heard from the dressing room, and the girls laughed softly as Beija gently bounced Niya on her lap.

“Yes, mama—get them over them hips of yours!” Beija joked.

“Girl, don’t get popped. My hips aren’t that big,” Alisha complained.

“Uh...Mama ‘Lisha, you know you’re who Beija got her hips from, right?” Lauren commented, causing Alisha to laugh.

“Right? She trying to act like she’s petite or something,” Beija shook her head before the door to the dressing room opened, and the women gasped. “Mama! You looking good,” She complimented.

Alisha turned around in the dress she’d wear to the wedding—it was an Ivory colored dress that flowed down from the fitting bodice and silk band that wrapped around her waist and cinched it properly. The skirt stopped just short of the knees, and with it came a jacket that held an elbow-length sleeve. Alisha looked in the mirror and posed. “Huh. I still got it,” She snapped.

“You sure do, Mama! You look amazing,” Sara laughed softly.

“Beautiful. Now I can’t wait to see our bridesmaid dresses,” Ayana said before she glanced over at Beija. “But B, you sure you don’t mind us wearing white, too? I thought it was only for the bride,” She tilted her head.

“It usually is. But I figured with the lilac and blue accessories, it will work out fine. Plus, after going through all those swatches, I just thought this color was perfect. The groomsmen’s suits are so nice with that color too,” She said.

“Well, what the bride wants, the bride gets,” Lauren chuckled. “I wanna see my dress now, though. Because if it ain’t cute you and me are gonna have it out,” She playfully nudged Beija as the two laughed.

“There’s in the dressing rooms, go ahead,” She said as the women got up to go to the other dressing rooms that were set out for them.

Alisha walked over and grinned as she smoothed out her dress briefly. “This is pretty flattering on me, Beija. You know your mama well,” She chuckled as she posed again. “What do you think, Niy’? Nana’s looking jazzy, huh?” She leaned down and tapped Janiya’s nose lightly, causing the little girl to smile.

“Mhm. Nana’s gonna blow Pawpaw away for sure,” Beija kissed the top of Janiya’s head, and the baby stared up at her mother before leaning back against Beija’s body. “I can’t wait for you guys to see Logan and Niya’s dresses. I am not a frilly girl but I’m breaking down this once—I couldn’t pass up the dresses I saw,” She explained as Alisha went to change out of the dress.

“I was about to say, don’t dress my grandbaby like a boy at your wedding,” Alisha grimaced, causing a flurry of laughter from the other three women.

“Oh, haha. So funny,” Beija frowned before she began to laugh herself. “I’ll let her be a complete girly girl this one day. Live in that moment, mama—soak it in! You won’t see it again,” She added.

“Sure, Beija. As soon as you see Niya in the dress you’re going to want her in lacy socks all the time and all types of mess. It never fails,” Yana chuckled before she came out of her dressing room first. Lauren and Sara came out soon after, and Alisha returned in her regular clothes before sitting next to Beija.

“Oh wow. You ladies look amazing,” Alisha marveled. “These dresses are beautiful!”

The bridesmaids’ dresses were highly similar to Alisha’s dress; they shared the same Ivory color and the silk band that separated the fitting bodice from the flowing skirt that flowed to the floor as compared to Alisha’s knee length. The slit on the left leg was also a difference, and added the flair and slight sensuality that matched Beija’s style completely.

“Oh yeah, I am definitely getting a man in this dress. Mm!” Lauren posed in the mirror before she looked back at Beija. “Any of Jermaine’s friends need a lady? Put me on sis,” She joked.

“Girl! Get out of my face,” Beija laughed softly. “Although, I know for sure that Damon and Cody are single,” She shrugged. “You do what you want with that information.”

“You know Lauren is not a light skinned chaser,” Yana laughed. “Her best bet would be Bas, wouldn’t it?” She asked.

“Yeah, but she didn’t say he was single,” Lauren huffed softly.

“Well I don’t know for sure. I never know with him,” Beija assured.

“Eh, no matter—when he sees me in this? He’ll wish he was,” Lauren smirked, and Beija laughed before shaking her head. “Let me stop playing. It’s time to see your dress! Let’s get out of these,” She chuckled before she returned to the dressing room.

Once the ladies had changed out of their dresses, Beija gave Janiya to Alisha before she headed inside the dressing room specified for her. She closed the door behind her before she got out of her clothes, leaving her in the strapless bra and underwear she had worn for the occasion. She glanced over the three dresses that the seamstress had made for her, and her eyes locked on one in particular. “Yes...yes, this is the one,” She mumbled to herself.

“Hey, do you need any help getting into the dresses?” She heard the seamstress at the door, and Beija opened the door to allow her inside. Quietly, she pointed at the dress that she had chosen, and the seamstress smiled brightly. “Oh, I knew you’d like this one...”

“What’s taking so long? Come on with it,” Sara called out.

“Right? I’m anxious,” Yana mumbled.

“Just a moment!” Beija laughed softly before she and the seamstress worked to get her into the dress. Once the seamstress zipped up her dress, Beija looked in the mirror before she placed her hands over her chest, the delighted look on her face being undeniable. Eventually, she opened the door and the women nearly screamed in surprise.

Beija’s wedding dress was something straight out of a fairy tale; the fitting sweetheart corset seemed to give her breasts the proper support they needed, and the crystals that were embroidered into the satin material seemed to glisten in the light. The ball gown style skirt that seemed to trail behind her was almost sheer, and though it looked grandiose and heavy, the material used make it lighter so she could maneuver a bit better. Either way, the look that she wanted to achieve was in this dress, she felt it in every bone in her body. “This is the one. I know it is,” Beija finally said.

“It is. It’s perfect—Oh my God, let me take a picture for Nic and Courtney,” Lauren pulled out her phone and snapped a couple photos.

“Beija, you look amazing,” Yana said, seemingly in awe of her friend.

“You really think so? I really want it to be perfect. I just love it, though—it’s exactly how I imagined it,” Beija seemed to be speaking in an almost trance-like tone, the awestricken expression being a testament of how she felt.

“Wow,” Alisha sighed, and Beija looked up to see her mother’s tearful eyes.

“No, no tears! I’ve gotten this far without crying,” Beija laughed before she looked away, wiping her eyes quickly.

“I’m sorry, but I’m just so happy. I never thought I’d see the day my daughter getting married. I should be used to this; I’ve already watched two sons get married. But this is different...you’re my little girl, B,” Alisha said, and Beija nodded in knowledge. Alisha didn’t have to say much more to get the point across.

“What do you think, Niya? Isn’t your mommy so pretty?” Sara looked down at Janiya, who hadn’t taken her eyes off of Beija yet. “I think she loves it. She hasn’t stopped looking at you,” She laughed.

“I’m just hoping that when J sees it...he’ll love it,” Beija said softly.”Guys. Holy crap. This is really happening,” Beija began to laugh as she slowly turned around in her dress. “I’m seriously about to be this man’s wife. Yo, Lauren—predict something else for me, because you’ve been on a roll,” She joked to keep more tears from coming.

“Girl, what else? I mean, there’s always a brother for Niya,” Lauren raised her eyebrows, and Beija sucked her teeth.

“We’ll see! How about you get me a nephew? Let’s talk about that,” She playfully argued before all of the women began to laugh.

“Okay...caterer, baker, photographer, and videographer are hired. Venues are secure, clothes are bought, invite list finished...” Beija mumbled to herself as she paced the master suite. “Pastor notified and confirmed for the ceremony and...what am I missing,” She sighed as she placed her hands on her hips.

“The DJ,” She looked over her shoulder before she saw Jermaine enter the bedroom, stretching his arms over his head slowly. “But I contacted him and got that together,” He said with a small chuckle before he wrapped his arms around her waist. “Now, can you shut your mind down for a moment? I think you forgot what today is,” He said.

“What’s today?” Beija chuckled softly as she felt his lips press against the side of her face. Her eyebrows suddenly rose in realization. “Oh! Happy Anniversary!” She laughed a bit as she wrapped her arms around him slowly.

“Yep. Go ahead and get yourself together—I called Gina up and she’s on the way over; we’re going out tonight,” He said, and she raised an eyebrow slowly.

“Oh?” Beija laughed softly before she leaned up on the tips of her toes. “Sounds good. Let me get myself together then,” She chuckled before pulling away from him. “How should I dress?” She asked.

“Uh...after five casual? It’s still cold too, so keep that in mind,” She heard J explain, and she nodded as she disappeared into the bathroom.

After her shower and usual primping, Beija put on a simple sweater and jeans combo, deciding on some flat boots instead of her usual heels. She did her makeup and glanced over at her jewelry box before she walked over to it and put on a pair of earrings. She felt two arms around her waist, and she smirked a bit before she laid her head back against her lover’s shoulder. “Ready to go?” She asked as she turned around, inspecting Jermaine’s simple outfit of a button up and jeans.

“Yep. Let’s go,” He grabbed her hand before they exited the room, and they made sure that Gina had everything handled with Janiya before they headed towards the garage. “Wait—close your eyes,” He chuckled before he shielded her vision.

“What—man,” Beija laughed before she closed her eyes. She could hear Jermaine shuffling around her. “They’re closed, Lamarr,” She huffed.

“Gotta make sure,” He said before he slowly led her towards the garage. Beija patiently walked alongside him before she felt the chill of being within the garage, and she pressed her nude-painted lips together in anticipation. “Go ‘head.”

When Beija opened her eyes, she couldn’t help but to let out a scream as she noticed the new car sitting alongside Jermaine’s. The luxury sedan was smaller and a lot sleeker, and the dark blue coat of paint gave it some sophistication and style. “Baby, what the fuck?!” She turned around and hugged him tightly.

“I know you get tired of just driving my shit around, so I wanted you to have something for you,” He explained, and she huffed as she smacked his chest.

“You stay trying to outdo me with gifts! I can’t stand you,” She chuckled as she looked back at the car, a smile crossing her face. “Can we drive it?” She asked.

“Sure; I’ll have to give you the directions to where we’re going, though,” He dangled the keys in front of Beija’s face, and she grabbed them quickly before hurrying towards the car. Unlocking the doors, she slipped into the driver’s seat of the vehicle.

Beija took a glance around before she slowly ran her fingers along the black leather interior, noting the light blue stitching within the fabric, and the black wood grain that complimented the look. “This shit is so clean. I’m gonna be the cutest wife on the block with this,” She chuckled as she glanced up to see Jermaine getting into the car. “Do you see this wood grain? This stitching—baby,” She groaned as she started up the engine. “And that purr!”

“You really sounding like a mechanic or something right now,” J laughed as she opened the garage door with the opener that sat on her overhead flap. “But it is pretty nice. And check this,” Beija glanced up as he pulled back a roof shutter to show off the sun roof.

“Nice,” She grinned as she slowly backed out of the garage and headed down the street once she closed the garage door. “So, where we headed to, Romeo?” She teased.

“Head downtown first, and then we can go from there,” J chuckled as he relaxed in the seat, fiddling with the radio. After turning it onto a station they both enjoyed, he reclined in the seat.

The ride downtown wasn’t too long thanks to the light traffic, and the two couldn’t help but to converse or sing and rap along to the music on the radio. As Beija got closer to wherever she was supposed to be going, she noticed Jermaine sit up in his seat. “Here. Park right over here,” He pointed, and she nodded before she pulled up to the curb of what looked to be a restaurant. She shut off the engine before she got out of the car, walking around before seeing a valet parker. She passed him the keys and he wrote them a ticket for their car before he went to park their car. Beija slipped the ticket into her clutch before she followed Jermaine inside the restaurant.

Beija looked around and noticed the warm and cozy atmosphere, and she licked over her lips as she took a sniff at the air, noticing the fragrant scents of food. “Smells nice,” She chuckled as he nodded.

“Heard this was the spot for the best Italian in town,” He said before he fulfilled their reservation. The hostess skipped grabbing menus, and led them through the dining hall before they were ushered into an elevator.

Beija twisted her lips to the side as the translucent doors shut, and she glanced over at Jermaine, who had that smile on his face—he always had that look when he was up to something. She huffed softly before she clasped her hands together, waiting for the elevator to stop. Once it did and the doors opened, she glanced out before she looked around, a small smile spreading across her face.

The rooftop area of the restaurant seemed more like a garden than a roof, with its abundance of flowers and shrubbery. The views of downtown from where they stood were nothing short of amazing, and the arrangement of their dinner table oozed with intimacy and deep thought. White and light pink rose petals seemed to scatter the ground, making a trail to the table, and matching whole roses sat as a centerpiece at the table along with some lit candles and two covered plates. As she walked the trail and stopped at the table, she noticed her favorite bottle of Pinot Noir on ice. “Damn,” She chuckled as she felt Jermaine’s hands slowly slip up her arms, and she closed her eyes as she felt his lips against her cheek. “You make me sick,” She mumbled before cracking a smile.

“Yeah, I know. I’m not done though, so let’s eat,” He mumbled before he moved to pull out her chair.

The appetizing course consisted of classic Caprese Salad, then with an Alfredo first course. Next came a grilled chicken dish with sautéed green beans. Lastly, the dessert of Tiramisu paired with caramel flavored gelato rounded off the meal. The whole meal consisted of nostalgic and reminiscent conversation, leaving them both in stiches as they joked about outrageous moments they endured on tour, or Beija’s many dramatic diva moments during her pregnancy.

After dinner, Beija was led back to the elevator before she ran a hand over her stomach. “This place is amazing. Their food is definitely top notch. I’ve got to learn how to make gelato for home,” She said before a small burp slipped from her lips. “Sorry,” She chuckled.

“Somebody ate well,” J teased before laughing a bit. Beija looked in her clutch to try to find the ticket for the valet, but Jermaine took it from her before she could truly grasp it. “Not yet,” He urged, and she raised an eyebrow as he slipped it into his pocket. She allowed him to lead her off the elevator before they headed through the restaurant, and out into the cold again.

Beija looked around, and she sucked her teeth when she saw the horse-drawn carriage waiting. “No, you didn’t,” She laughed.

“Yes, I did. Come on here,” J smirked before he led her towards the carriage and helped her onto it. He got on after her, and soon enough the rider began to make the carriage pull away. “You down for a walk in the park?” He asked. “It’s a bit of a walk from here, but I figured we could hitch a ride.”

“I’d like that,” Beija chuckled softly before she looked up at him. “Now, I thought you weren’t good with this romance stuff! You’ve been holding out on me?” She elbowed him playfully, causing him to chuckle.

“Nah. I did some research and got my shit together,” He said before he wrapped an arm around her waist. “How am I doing so far?” He asked.

“It’s on the nose! You’d swear we were in some cheesy romantic comedy,” Beija laughed as she laid her head on his chest. “But you know...I don’t mind,” She said softly.

“I know you don’t mind. I don’t think you realize it, but you’re a hopeless romantic,” J commented, and Beija furrowed her eyebrows as she looked up at him. “Don’t give me that look. You are,” He insisted.

“Am I? I never realized,” She shrugged, and he nodded. “I guess deep down I have always wanted to be pampered on Valentine’s Day. I always saw the girls at my high school get chocolates, flowers, and balloons every year for four damn years—I was envious,” She laughed.

“I’d love to say that I would have done the same if we went to school together, but I’d be lying like shit,” Beija rolled her eyes as her laugh came out effortlessly and louder than intended. “I’m serious. I have never been good at this. And plus...if I had met you in high school, I probably wouldn’t have even spoken to you,” He said.

“What? Why? I told you I was a nerd in school. Aside from cheerleading, I was always in a book. And I only had one boyfriend back then, too. It didn’t even last long,” She explained.

“So? I’ve seen your old pictures. You were as beautiful then as you are now. Have you seen me at that age? Beija,” J shook his head as the two began to laugh. “I wouldn’t have had the balls, baby. Not at all.”

“Well I wouldn’t have cared how big your head was,” Beija snickered, laughing again when Jermaine glared at her. “I’m sorry! Your head is big,” She giggled.

“Thanks. I appreciate it so much,” He sarcastically countered.

“But seriously—I wouldn’t have minded getting to know you. If you were as amazing as you are now, I would have definitely liked you,” Beija smiled as she reached up and rubbed his face. “And you were cute back then! You act like you’re gruesome or some shit,” She rolled her eyes as the carriage came to a slow stop. Soon enough, the couple got off of the carriage and Beija grabbed J’s hand as they walked together through the park, keeping to the lit trail. “Wait, how are we gonna get back to my car?” She asked.

“He’s gonna circle around for a bit. He’ll be back when we’re ready to go back,” Jermaine said before he looked up at the sky for a moment. “Ain’t this shit crazy, though? Two years. We’ve really been together for two years,” He mumbled.

“Known each other for three. When you think about it, that is kind of crazy. So much has happened,” Beija thought for a moment before she laid her head against J’s arm. “But you know, I wouldn’t take any of it back,” She said.

“Word? Not even the fucked up parts?” J glanced down at her as he let go of her hand and wrapped his arm around her waist. “I mean, most people would use the things they learn and change the past if they could,” He said.

“I wouldn’t change one thing. It made me appreciate what I have,” Beija glanced up at him before she smiled. “I mean, I’ve always been thankful to have you, but a lot of what we went through put shit into perspective,” She said.

“Hm...that’s true,” Beija stopped near a fountain before taking a seat, and she sat her hands in her lap as Jermaine sat next to her.

She glanced up at the sky and she chuckled softly to herself. “You can kinda see the sky from here. Hard to do when we’re surrounded by lights,” She said, only glancing over when she noticed that Jermaine was looking over at her. She bit the inside of her cheek before huffing softly, feeling the slight heat within her face. “What?”

“I can’t look at you?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because,” Beija looked away before she pouted slightly. “Three years, and you still look at me like that,” She mumbled. She felt his hand cover hers, and she smiled gently before she sighed, glancing back at him to see him still gazing at her. “Stop!” She laughed.

“I’m sorry,” J laughed a bit before he rubbed the back of his neck. She chuckled before she laid her head down on his shoulder.

[colcot]

Somehow our heroes snuck in another birthday.  It doesn’t feel real because of the surreal environment we are in.  Fin and Max did not have a traditional birthday party due to our uninvited guest – The Virus.  Nonetheless, they are now in the double digits as 10 year olds.

GiGi ordered fancy cupcakes and made a verbal contract to provide bikes later. They delivered some cupcakes to their friend Ben, his Mother and Grandmother (“Nana”). Ben used to be their next door neighbor and is sorely missed. It would have been especially nice to have him across the fence during the pandemic isolation.  The boys get bored of each other. At the same time they are lucky to have one another in this time of isolation.

Fin was annoyed and frustrated to not have had “a real birthday party’. They both were celebrated on their Zoom sessions with their classmates. This time there were no silly hats, cupcakes or juice boxes to interupt the classroom routine. The lack of celebration and adoration annoyed our blonde Hero.

Max’s teacher, Mrs. Carroll, dropped off a Hostess cupcake and a candle.  It was a nice do-it-yourself gesture.  Max blew out the candle on his classroom Zoom call.  She had dropped off two cupcakes earlier with some school supplies.  The boys ate them not knowing they were for their birthdays.  Fortunately she was willing to swing by again. 

Their classes each sang Happy Birthday to them on their Zoom calls.  It just wasn’t the same.  Not even close.  Forced fun rarely succeeds – especially online. We made the best of it and carried on.

It was an act of God to get Max to get into the car to go pick up the cupcakes from GiGi. He was screaming and twisting around frantically. He is terrified of being in groups of people that are not wearing masks. After yelling and tears he reluctantly agreed to go to the bakery in Pacific Beach.

By the time we arrived at the bakery I was mentally and physically exhausted.  The cherry on top was it was located in the same plaza that ran a key play leading to my separation and pending divorce.  GiGi had no way of knowing this of course.  On a regular day without all that drama it would not have been noticed.

As I walked up to the bakery, it felt like the unique kind of flogging one receives on a long airplane flight only to be told one’s luggage is lost. The kind of journey when you can’t sleep, people are hacking their plague filled lunges and someone’s “cute kid” is constantly kicking your chair.  The whole virus experience gives a sense of endless jet lag. It doesn’t take much to arrogate an already road weary traveler. 

In San Diego many people don’t bother with a mask and consider it their right to do what they please. It is selfish at best.  One of Pop’s sayings always comes to mind when I see someone demonstrating their rights not to wear a mask.  In this type of situation he would declare, “There are no shortage of assholes.  They are making them everyday.”  The not wearing of masks has adopted a political weight. I wish there were heavy fines for this. It is dangerous to everyone.  The lack of a mask also amplifies the radio waves of fear the Max and some other people already hears as a loud drumming beat.

A neighbor turned 100 years old about the same time as our Heroes’ birthday. He had a parade of cars honking in his honor. His church organized an outdoor party with social distancing. A local TV station came.  He was the evening human interest story because he had lived a long life and is still alive despite the Virus.

Fin made a spectacular poster birthday card for him. It was featured on the news. Finny was particularly proud that his artwork gained notoriety. The old man saved Fin’s poster and has it hanging in his living room.  I wish I had a photo of it to show off. It was blue with streamers and lots of bright colors.

It was nice to honor the centenarian.  Many people drove by in a parade of cars and bikes to wish him well. Every drive by horn honking “Happy Birthday” hammered home the lack of a celebration for the boys.  It sounds selfish but it was true. The Virus stole their birthday parties.

Fin had been planning on a day at LegoLand and an overnight stay at the LegoLand Castle Hotel with his buddies. Max had been looking forward to renting a video game truck. He planned to play hours of video games in a dimly lit party truck and share street tacos with his gaming friends.

Instead they were stuck with their parents and GiGi on FaceTime. It was nice to have the presents, gift cards and the attention. It wasn’t quite enough. Ice cream and cupcakes taste better when shared with your own generation. They longed to hang with their friends. That wasn’t in the cards due to the contagious nature of the Virus.

The presence of the Virus forces our children to grow up faster than necessary. Without play dates, parks and swimming pools they are isolated.  They are pushed into maturity before it makes sense. Solitary confinement is not pleasant for any age. Separation from the herd is a punishment and a health risk. Children without friends resemble forgotten elderly people. Everyone wants, deserves and needs attention.  It doesn’t have to be constant.  It doesn’t have to be an audience.  We just need to know that we are not completely alone.

The Virus and it’s Business Partner, Death, are always around. They leave calling cards of control such as a friend-of-a-friend was admitted to the hospital and another not to distant connection just succumbed to it.  They come unannounced to every birthday party, wedding and social event.

Death likes to ride the ice cubes in the punch bowl. The unlucky ladle holds his trusty boat. As his ice cube tumbles into the plastic cup, Death flashes the Virus and insider joke look. Their Mark won’t know his lack of luck for a few days. In the meantime the punch is enjoyed. and one ice cube melts faster and more delibrately than the others.

The boys want to stay boys. They want to have fun. This is a normal expectation of childhood.  They don’t want to be in “Virus jail”.  Even more so than adults, our children are experiencing undue punishment.  Yes, many children in many generations have suffered horrid tragedies.  This situation seems worse because the Enemy isn’t right in front of us.  It is everywhere and nowhere.  It just IS.

Max is able to retreat into the Sony PS4 virtual reality. That was his only thing he wanted for his birthday. Fin prefers actual reality. He scored fishing equipment and a few gift cards. He is waiting for a trampoline to become available at a local store.  Then he wants it be be hyper-local in his backyard.

Fin wants to fish, jump and do outdoor things akin to Huck Finn. He spends a lot of time in the kayak. Years ago a raft would have suited him just fine. Max is more of a Tom Sawyer. He places the cans of white paint and patiently waits for the staff to arrive to paint the fence. Supervising is more his speed.

The long term impact on the mental health of our children will take decades to ascertain.   It concerns management that they are not learning how to socialize with kids their age and other adults.  This lack of real time engagement skills coupled with abundant screen time is worrisome.  Someday this generation will be taking care of mine.  My age group already can not communicate with Millennials.  The Virus tormented generation may be even more difficult.  They will have learned to self-soothe through a strong cocktail of isolation, disappointment and fear.  We need a chaser of hope – and a strong one at that.

** My apologies.  This story was ready on the boys’ birthday, May 10, 2020.  The internet service was patchy for awhile due to the lack of bandwidth from the quarantine.  I thought it had been posted automatically as directed.  Sorry – I should have checked.

         10 on the 10th Somehow our heroes snuck in another birthday.  It doesn't feel real because of the surreal environment we are in.