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maybeimamuppet · 3 years

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in her pride

happy Wednesday and happy pride, friends! this is a request fill for @jusanotherconfusedfangirl who requested our art freaks and Elijah attending pride!

trigger warnings for:

homophobia

one use of d-slur

panic attacks

I think that's everything, but as always please let me know if I've missed something and I will add it in.

enjoy!

“Hey, Peanut,” Janis greets as Cady leaps into her arms. “You look cute!”

“Thanks!” Cady chirps happily. She does look rather adorable in her shorts and tank top combo, complete with bi flag suspenders and a matching headband. She also found bi flag socks and stole a pair of Janis’ boots. Cady pulls back to see Janis’ outfit too. “Wow. You look… really good.”

“Why thank you,” Janis purrs. She’s in her usual shorts and tights, but this time has a lesbian flag t-shirt and matching socks poking out from her own boots. She does a spin to show off her outfit, revealing that one the pockets of her shorts has also been painted with the many orange and pink stripes of her flag, and her infamous ‘female power’ painting done in miniature on the other. “Come on.”

Cady follows her into the house and up to her room. Julie waves as they pass her open door. She’s got on a rainbow shirt in solidarity, but wouldn’t be joining them on their little excursion.

“Do you want your flag painted on your face?” Janis asks, pointing to her own cheek decorated with yet another lesbian flag. Cady nods excitedly, so Janis gestures for her to sit across from her on the bed and grabs her paints and a brush.

“What’s it going to be like?” Cady asks as Janis tenderly brushes a thick stripe of blue onto her cheek.

“Loud,” Janis replies immediately. “In a lot of ways. There’s gonna be a lot of bright colors, obviously, and a lot of noise. And probably a few weird smells.”

“Okay,” Cady chuckles gently so she doesn’t mess Janis up.

“It’s a lot of fun, though. You’ll get to see and meet all sorts of people who’ve been through and experienced all sorts of things,” Janis says. “You’ll love it.”

“I’m so excited,” Cady says happily as Janis finishes brushing magenta on top of her purple stripe. “When did you start going?”

“Ninth grade,” Janis says quietly. “Damian and I went with our moms.”

“Aww,” Cady coos. “You sound sad.”

“I’m… I don’t know,” Janis says. “It was a great thing overall that year, but I had an… ordeal, let’s say, with a group of protestors there. I’m still not sure how I feel about that Pride as a whole.”

“Oh,” Cady frowns. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Not right now,” Janis says. “It’s your first pride, let’s just focus on that for today. I’ll tell you some other time.”

“Okay,” Cady says. “You look good in warm colors, you should wear them more often.”

“You think?” Janis chuckles, putting her hands on her hips and striking a pose. “Haven’t worn this much pink since I was a Plastic.”

“Love, you wore that pink shirt so many times during our junior year,” Cady says. “And last year, too.”

“What pink shirt?” Janis asks in confusion. “I don’t have any pink clothes.”

Cady heads over to her closet and pulls out the two-toned pink striped shirt, a dress with pink flowers, and a pink sweater.

“Then what color are these?” She asks, holding them up to show off.

Janis goes very quiet and purses her lips. “Diet red. I don’t wear pink.”

Cady bursts out laughing and comes to kiss her cheek. “You’re allowed to wear pink if you want, lovey. It suits you.”

“Humph,” Janis grumbles. “Do you have everything you need?”

“I think so,” Cady says. “Sunscreen and sunglasses, ear defenders, hats, water, snacks, phone, ponchos, flags.”

“Sounds good to me,” Janis says. “Dame and Elijah should be here in a few minutes and then we can go.”

“Yay,” Cady says happily, coming to straddle her girlfriend for cuddles.

Sure enough, Damian and Elijah come quite literally parading into the room about ten minutes later, having let themselves into Janis’ house. Cady and Janis are more than a little concerned when they hear Julie yell “Oh my god!”

Until they see what she’s on about. Damian is looking… colorful in a full rainbow outfit, complete with cloud hat, bright red lipstick and wearing a trans pride flag as a cape. Elijah is entirely topless but in a rainbow skirt, long and made of tulle. He’s also wearing a flag cape, but his is the demisexual flag. He has a fan in each hand. One says ‘Oh honey’ with a bee pattern on it and the other appears to say ‘Power bottom’. Janis gags a little as he hands the latter back to Damian.

“Jesus Christ, guys,” Janis laughs. “Looking good.”

“Whoa,” Cady blinks. “I want a cape!”

“Do you have a flag?” Damian asks. Cady nods and grabs her larger bi flag that she’d impulse-bought a while ago out of her bag. He takes it and ties it loosely around her neck to match them. Once she has her cape, Cady does a superhero pose with her hands on her hips and her chin jutted out proudly.

“Bi-der girl,” Janis mumbles under her breath. Cady hears her and laughs, nodding in agreement.

“Can we go now pleeeease? I’m so excited,” Cady begs, tugging on Janis’ hand to get her to stand up.

“Yes, we can, easy,” Janis laughs. “Save your energy.”

“She’s got plenty,” Damian chuckles. “Let’s go, E can drive us there.”

—————

“Whoa,” Cady says in awe, looking around at all the bright rainbows and fun outfits surrounding them. They got a spot near the start of the parade, to get the best goodies. “Is that person-“

“Naked? Probably,” Janis finishes as Cady trails off. “There’s a lot of different things people are here for, some are a little ‘out there’ even for me.”

“Hm,” Cady hums thoughtfully. “Fun!”

“Just wait ‘til it starts, Butterfly,” Janis says, kissing her cheek. Cady flinches a little when the screaming begins along with the parade, and Janis quickly realizes she can’t see much. Cady accepts the offered perch on Janis’ back and watches like that, waving at people passing by and catching them a few of whatever is flung their way.

By the time the last few floats and groups have gone by, Janis is almost totally covered in all sorts of rainbow and pride accoutrements. Necklaces, other beads, candy, flags, and even some condoms.

“That was awesome!” Cady squeals in her ear. “What now?”

“Now we get to walk around and enjoy it,” Janis responds, following Damian and Elijah down the street. “Ooh, cupcakes.”

Cady is glad Janis seems to have forgotten she’s still on her back, since it means she doesn’t have to walk around. Janis buys them each a cupcake with their respective pride flag frosted on top, and Cady climbs down to dig in happily.

“Ooh, mine is funfetti!” She says around a mouthful, showing Janis her cupcake with the bite missing.

“I think mine is strawberry,” Janis says around some of her own, showing off the pink center to hers. Cady cheekily leans in and takes a bite of it. “Hey!” Janis leans in and takes a bite of Cady’s. “You got frosting on your nose.”

Cady crosses her eyes to see, and sure enough, there is a little bit of purple frosting from her cupcake on her nose. She pokes her tongue out to try to get it, but Janis kisses it away instead. Cady grins and clambers back onto her girlfriend’s back, peppering a few kisses over her cheeks.

“What’s that?” She asks, pointing to a group of people who seem to be doing some sort of craft as they listen to a local band on a stage nearby.

“I dunno, sometimes they have art stuff here. Do you want to go see? I think we’ve officially lost Dame and Elijah,” Janis says.

“How did we manage that? Damian is literally dressed as a whole rainbow,” Cady mutters confusedly.

“Exactly, it’s perfect camouflage,” Janis chuckles. “They’ll find us eventually, come on.”

Cady clings to her shoulders contently as she’s carried over to the area. A lady is running a booth there and explains they’re painting rocks to go in a garden outside the local LGBTQ+ youth shelter. People are painting anything from pride flags, to animals and other random things, to supportive messages on some of the larger ones. It’s free, so Janis grabs a few rocks for each of them and a paper plate with all sorts of colors of acrylic paint.

“So what do you think so far, Butterfly?” Janis asks as she gets to work painting a bee on one of her rocks.

“It’s fun! You were right, it’s loud, but it’s… safe feeling. A good loud,” Cady responds, deciding to do a rainbow lion, as a little nod to her pride of lions from Kenya. “And everything is so interesting, there’s so much here.”

“Good,” Janis replies, leaning in to kiss her cheek. Someone from one of the other blankets yells over that they make a cute couple, and they both call back a thank you with a giggle.

“And everyone is so nice, too,” Cady chuckles, brushing a streak of purple into her lion’s mane.

Once all their rocks have been thoroughly decorated with all sorts of flags and rainbows and messages, they return them to the booth to dry and be placed, and then head off to find another thing to do.

“Oh, there’s Damian,” Cady says, having been on her tippy toes and scanning the local area.

“Of course he found the food trucks,” Janis mumbles under her breath. She yelps slightly as Cady grabs her hand and starts running them in that direction.

By the time they make it to him, she’s thoroughly out of breath. Damian turns around at the sound of her panting and chuckles.

“Hey guys!” He greets. “I found tacos. You good, Jan?”

“Gimme,” Janis puffs, reaching for his slushee. He hands it over begrudgingly and lets her have a few gulps. “Ooh, blue raspberry. Thanks.”

“Get your own,” Damian whines. “They’re, like, two bucks.”

“And you owe me ten,” Janis shrugs. “Mine now.”

“Why does Damian owe you money?” Cady asks worriedly.

“I bet him ten bucks I could steal a sheep without being noticed,” Janis responds. “And then I did.”

“You-you-“ Cady stutters. “Wh-what-why- why did you-“

“Good job, Janis, you broke your girlfriend,” Elijah chuckles.

“I put it back after,” Janis says, as if that makes anything better. Cady is still stuttering over several questions. “I named him Walter.”

Cady just blinks and then sighs, leaning her head against Janis’ shoulder. “Stop stealing livestock. Just leave them alone.”

“I didn’t steal the cows! Or the chickens,” Janis defends quickly. “And the sheep was fine. I just borrowed him for a second. Also, did you know sheep are not as soft as you would think? They’re very scratchy.”

“There’s a reason I can’t wear wool,” Cady chuckles in response. “Now get us some tacos, you heathen.”

Janis pouts, but does head up to the window to order them some food. Cady takes hers and leads them all over to a picnic table nearby, trying to navigate around the sticky soda spills and leftover gum.

Elijah tells them about the clothing and accessory booths set up a ways away, showing them all the cool pride necklaces he had purchased along with a few t-shirts. In return, Cady points out the cupcake place back closer to the beginning. Damian suddenly looks much more excited than he did a second ago.

“They’re really good! Mine was funfetti, and Janis let me try some of her strawberry one,” Cady says.

“I didn’t let you, you stole a bite,” Janis retaliates. “Don’t twist this story.”

“And you took some of mine,” Cady argues jokingly. “You would’ve given me a bite anyway.”

“No I wouldn’t! You’re a thief,” Janis says. Damian and Elijah both shoot her a look. “What?”

To prove her point, Cady juts out her bottom lip and blinks at her pleadingly. “Jayjay, can I pleeeease have a bite of your taco?”

“This is a trap, this is a trap,” Janis whispers to herself, trying her hardest to resist. Cady takes it up a notch and leans into her shoulder, blinking those long eyelashes at her adorably. “Fine!”

Cady laughs victoriously and steals her bite. “I told you. I have the power.”

“Outside the bedroom, maybe,” Janis mutters crankily. “Ow!”

“Janis Sarkisian,” Cady scolds, whacking her arm once more. “We just got a whole intervention a couple weeks ago, did you not learn your lesson about keeping things private?”

“I was joking, ow!” Janis laughs. “Stop hitting me, I’m sorry. I gave you my taco.”

Cady chuckles. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have hit you. I love you.”

Janis grins again as Cady cuddles back into her shoulder. “I love you too.”

Damian shoots them a warning look, so Janis restrains herself to one kiss against Cady’s hair and less aggressive cuddling than she wants.

They finish their food and sit there chatting for a while before Cady pipes up again. “I’m bored, can we go find something else to do?”

“Sure, Cads,” Damian chuckles. “Come on, there’s some photo booth thingies this way.”

Cady says, “Ooh!” excitedly at the same time Janis gives a groan, but they both follow Damian and Elijah regardless. “Jayjay, it’ll be fun! Oh, look at all the backdrops, they’re huge!”

Janis can’t help but smile at her excitement, remembering the joy she felt at her own first pride. Cady takes all sorts of selfies and pictures with her little squad at every flag backdrop, even the ones nobody in their group belong to. They are all very pretty and do make excellent photo backdrops.

Janis takes some of just Cady in front of the bi flag pasted to the side of a building. Cady smiles happily at her and does a few poses. Damian cheers her on from the sidelines before joining her for a few more. Janis smiles even more. She and Damian are and always will be platonic soulmates, but he and Cady have something special too.

Cady eventually comes back to her girlfriend after no fewer than fifty pictures. Some Plastic habits have taken longer to fade than others. “Do you want any of you?”

“Nah, I’m good. Thanks, Peanut,” Janis says. She’s perfectly content to peruse their group shots or the photos of Cady, she’s never been one to enjoy taking pictures of just herself. “I’m in plenty of the group ones.”

“Okay,” Cady says. “What do you want to do? You’ve just been following me around so far.”

“No, I got the cupcakes,” Janis reminds her. “And you’ve picked good stuff to do. Let’s go check out the shopping stands, though, they usually have good stuff.”

Cady nods and takes her hand. Damian and Elijah realize they’re leaving and follow after them at a slight distance. Cady looks around curiously at all the rainbows and other color schemes in various forms around them. “I’ve never felt so… safe. Or secure in my sexuality,” she says quietly as they pass under a rainbow balloon structure.

“Good. That’s how it’s supposed to feel,” Janis says back with a smile. It quickly fades. “Too good to last.”

“What?” Cady asks. Janis points to a crowd of religious protestors nearby, holding signs with all sorts of cruel phrasing on them. “Oh.”

“Just ignore them for now, unless they start getting physical or go after someone young,” Janis shrugs, turning to browse some pride earrings. Cady nods and follows.

She notices Janis tense up as they’re forced to get closer to keep browsing, so she squeezes her hand gently to comfort her. Janis squeezes back thankfully.

Cady and Janis manage to ignore them and continue browsing. Cady buys everyone scrunchies patterned with their respective flags. Elijah puts his on his wrist, but Damian goes the extra mile and manages to get a little ponytail together on top of his head.

He and Elijah continue walking around for a while, but Cady and Janis stay and find a place to sit. It’s quiet and peaceful as Cady braids Janis’ hair down her back and ties the end with her new scrunchie.

So quiet that Janis forgets where they are and who’s nearby, and leans in to kiss her. All she knows is Damian and Elijah aren’t particularly close by, so she has free reign to kiss her girlfriend as much as she wants.

She’s violently brought back to reality when she hears some yelling. All she can make out is the word ‘dykes’. And to make matters worse, her hand suddenly feels warm and wet. One of them spat on her.

Damian and Elijah make a return as they hear the slurs being yelled, and Janis runs to cuddle into Damian. Cady, however, is fuming.

Cady knows she’s not supposed to engage these people. It won’t change anything, and puts her at risk. But, as she sees Janis being led away by Damian apparently in tears, she can’t hold herself back. Elijah is waiting for her, and there’s plenty of safe people around.

“Listen up, you fucks!” She snaps, getting the mob’s attention. “You know damn well you don’t belong here. This is an event for us, to give us a safe space. You’re entitled to your opinions, but attacking my girlfriend is where I draw the fucking line. Fun fact, pride actually has two meanings. This, and a family of lions. I grew up surrounded by several prides. I know how they fight, how they protect each other. The same applies here. If you even think about doing anything to anyone here again, I’ll show you how a whole pride of lions fights. Now fuck off.”

Surprisingly, they listen and back down a little bit. They don’t leave like she had hoped, but deep down she knew they wouldn’t. They’re suddenly swarmed by other pride-goers, congratulating her on her speech and going to try to cover the signs of the protestors.

“Damn, Cady,” Elijah says lowly. “Nice.”

“They hurt Janis,” Cady growls furiously. “Where did they go?”

Elijah points to an alleyway and leads them to it, quickly revealing a sobbing Janis being cradled by Damian. Cady’s seen her like this a few times before. She’s having a panic attack.

“Oh, darling,” Cady breathes sadly, any trace of anger gone once she sees the state Janis is in. “I’m so sorry.”

Janis reaches for her, so Cady cuddles in by Damian and squishes Janis between them. Elijah waits a little bit away, but in earshot if they need him. Janis doesn’t know him as well and his presence seemed to be making her more upset.

Cady pulls her bag off her back and roots through it, pulling out a water bottle and one of the snacks she brought, Janis’ sunglasses, and her own ear defenders.

“Mpenzi, do you want to try these? You don’t have to, but they help me when I’m overwhelmed,” Cady says lowly, tenderly stroking over Janis’ braid. Janis nods with another burst of sobs, so Cady helps her get the sunglasses on without poking her eyes and gently pops on the headphones. “Deep breaths, love, everything’s okay.”

Janis continues weeping in their embrace, sniffling anxiously every once in a while and clinging to both of her comfort people. Cady usually would offer a calming strategy, but she gets a sense that this time it’s important for Janis to just get it out.

A few people pass by the alley and ask if she’s okay, but Elijah plays bodyguard and sends them on their way again with the assurance that they’re handling it.

Very, very gradually, Janis does calm down. She pulls the headphones down around her neck and tucks the sunglasses into her shirt, reaching for the water and snack.

Cady unscrews the lid and hands it over, but helps her hold it when she sees how violently Janis is still shaking. Janis downs a couple gulps and continues clutching it as she shifts off of Damian and closer to Cady.

“Can I kiss you? Here?” Cady asks, tapping Janis’ forehead. She doesn’t know what triggered this, yet, and she doesn’t want to overstep. But Janis nods, so she pulls her close and peppers kisses against her temple. “You’re okay now, they’re gone.”

Elijah gets a little closer now that Janis is no longer in tears, sitting across the alley against the other wall.

“Did they-did they do anything? To you?” Janis chokes quietly, checking over Cady for any injuries and her face for any hint of sadness. Elijah snorts. “What?”

“Cady cussed their asses out,” Elijah responds. “She went off, even I was scared. They didn’t have a chance to get anything in edgewise.”

“That’s not- not safe,” Janis whispers anxiously. “Wh-why?”

“Shh, darling, I know it was a bad idea,” Cady says, blushing slightly at Elijah’s summation of the events. She just said whatever came to her. “But they hurt you. I’m not gonna let anyone get away with that. Nothing happened, and I won’t do that again.”

Janis looks warily to Damian, who gives her a sad nod. Cady gives a weak grin watching their apparent psychic connection.

“When I was-well. The first-the first time,” Janis begins shakily. “I was-was fourteen. Stupid. I-I made f-fun of them. And-and-and…”

She breaks down again, crying into Cady’s shoulder gently. Damian asks her if he can tell the story for her, and she nods.

“She kind of taunted them. I did too, it was funny for a while,” he says quietly. “But then one of them got really angry. He got them all to yell at us a lot louder, and Janis was obviously still kind of sensitive to the whole d-slur thing. Which they noticed, so they yelled that over and over. And then he threw a rock, and it hit her. She had a bruise for almost a month, it almost broke her arm.”

“Oh god, love,” Cady whispers in sad shock. “I’m so sorry.”

“That guy was arrested, but the rest of them weren’t. And he got out pretty quickly, unfortunately. His church paid his bail,” Damian growls. “We’ve tried to avoid them since.”

“Was he there?” Cady asks him quietly.

“No,” Damian says with a shake of his head. “But it was similar enough to what happened last time. She wasn’t right for a long time after it happened. And it makes sense she’s traumatized a little.”

Cady nods sadly and cuddles her girlfriend closer. It’s so hot, but Janis is crying so hard into her shoulder that she can’t think about anything else.

“Shh, darling, I’m so sorry,” Cady says quietly, rocking her girlfriend from side to side. “You’re safe, I’m safe. All of us are safe, nobody got hurt this time. Everything’s okay, I promise.”

Janis nods gently against her and tries to calm down, matching Cady’s slow, deep breathing as best she can and inhaling her comforting scent of rosewater, cherries, and books. They all mingle in an enchanting aroma around Cady, and Janis can’t get enough.

After another few minutes she stops crying again, and is just sniffling quietly in Cady’s hold.

“Okay?” Cady asks quietly. Janis nods gently again. “Good. Do you want to go fix your makeup or stay here a while longer?”

“You could do both,” Damian shrugs, pulling out a pack of makeup wipes and a few basic products. “What? You never know what you might need.”

“Gay,” Elijah teases. Damian pokes his tongue out at him.

Cady takes a few of the wipes and tenderly swipes the mascara and streaky remnants of a pride flag from Janis’ face. Her lipstick survived, so she leaves that. “Look up, dearest.”

Janis does, so she gently swipes on a new coat of eyeliner and several layers of mascara, as Janis likes it to be. “Thank you.” She says quietly, blinking a few times to get everything in place once Cady finishes.

“You’re welcome,” Cady responds with a kiss to her cheek. “Do you want to go home? You’ve been through it today.”

“No,” Janis replies instantly. “I-I went home last time. I let them get to me. I can’t do it again.”

“Okay,” Cady says. “If you’re sure you’re okay.”

Janis nods and stands up, brushing over her cheeks to try and help any remaining tear tracks fade. Cady, Damian, and Elijah stand as well.

“Oh, hang on a second,” Cady says hastily, taking her bag off again and rooting through it. She pulls out Janis’ pride flag and ties it gently around her neck so she has a cape like the rest of them. “It came off your face. You need another one.”

Janis grins weakly and squeezes her hand, leading them out of the alley and back to the festival.

“Hey,” Cady says quietly as they follow Damian and Elijah back closer to the entrance. Janis looks at her with a questioning hum, still not really in a mood to speak. Cady holds their intertwined hands up. “I love you.” She squeezes Janis’ hand three times, one squeeze for each word.

Janis smiles and leans in for a quick kiss. She looks around anxiously before she does, but the fact that she’s even willing to do so at all is frankly a miracle. “I love you too.” She squeezes Cady back four times, following the same pattern.

Eventually they get close to the area where they had painted the rocks earlier. And Cady gets an idea.

“Darling, will you be okay if I leave for a few minutes? I think I left something back that way,” she says to throw Janis off slightly. Janis pouts but nods and picks up a bit of speed to catch up with Damian. He screams and whirls around when she taps him on the shoulder, and Cady muffles laughter into her hand as she loops around a building and runs over to the booth.

“Oh, hello! Welcome back, are you here to do some more?” The kind lady asks.

“Um, yes, do you have any that are like that one?” Cady asks, pointing to one of the ones she decorated earlier. “And could I maybe keep this one?”

“I’m really not supposed to, but I don’t see why not. Our gardens aren’t that big,” the lady shrugs, handing over a rock of a similar size and shape.

“Thank you!” Cady calls, squeezing out all the colors she’ll need and running to hide from her little group. She copies the design she wants, and grins when it turns out even better this time. The paint dries within ten minutes, so she holds it carefully as she returns her supplies and takes her time returning to Janis.

Once it’s dry enough, she tucks it into her backpack and rejoins her friends and girlfriend.

She finds them by the cupcakes again. Damian seems very pleased with his lemon transgender pride flag one, Elijah got a cookies and cream demisexual one, and Janis seems content with another lesbian pride one since she gets this one all to herself.

“Hey, love,” Cady greets, once again leaning in and taking a small nibble of her cupcake. Janis whines in defeat, but turns to greet her with a smile.

“You’re a thief,” she gripes jokingly, kissing Cady’s cheek.

“A cute thief,” Cady responds.

“You got me there,” Janis chuckles. “Did you find your thing?”

“Yep! All good,” Cady says. “Now you have frosting on your nose.”

Janis scrunches her face up to see, making Cady giggle. She leans in to kiss it off, returning the favor Janis gave earlier.

“Jan, are you done?” Damian asks around the last mouthful of his cupcake. Janis takes the last bite of hers and nods, standing up to throw the wrappers in the nearby bin. Cady sneakily puts their backpack on Janis’ shoulders. She looks at her oddly, but puts her arms through to carry it around.

“Should we leave? I think we’ve done all there is to do,” Elijah says. “And I want ice cream.”

Janis perks up at the mention of ice cream. She’s lactose intolerant, but will be damned if it keeps her from enjoying her favorite cold treat.

“Janis, no,” Cady says. “You get sorbet.” Janis pouts, pulling her own puppy eyes pleadingly. Resist, Cady. “Fine, we’ll stop somewhere and get you your lactose pills.”

Janis thinks for a second before giving a begrudging nod. She’d rather not deal with a stomachache on top of everything else today, maybe her lactose pills are a good compromise.

“Good, come on,” Cady says. Janis shrieks in surprise as she picks her up piggyback style and starts following Damian and Elijah to the gates. “What?”

“When did you get so strong, babe?” Janis asks, clinging to her shoulders as Cady grips her thighs.

“You’re not that heavy, Jay,” Cady chuckles, adjusting her grip slightly. “And I did grow up in Africa. I carried a lot of water around.”

“Are you from Africa, baby, really? I had no idea,” Janis teases.

“I will drop you,” Cady threatens in retaliation. “If you don’t appreciate my services.”

“No, I appreciate them,” Janis says hastily, clinging to her tighter. She rests her chin on Cady’s shoulder and squishes their cheeks together. The rhythm of their steps nearly lulls her to sleep. “‘S nice.”

“Good,” Cady giggles. “You’re so cute.”

“No,” Janis whines, turning her head away to hide her blush. “That’s not how this is supposed to go.”

Cady laughs again. “Well, it’s how it’s going, so I suggest you learn to live with it. I think you’re absolutely adorable.”

“Why?” Janis pouts. “I spent so much time trying to make myself not cute.”

“Because you just are. Your eyes are so big, and you care so much about the people you can be bothered to give a shit about, and the way you stick your tongue out when you try to focus just… hurts me, almost,” Cady says, listing a few things. “And you love cuddles and when I hold you, and you still blush every time I call you Jellybean, and you pout when you get tired, and-“

“Okay, okay,” Janis says desperately, cutting her off so she can calm down. Her face is bright red by this point. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Cady says, depositing her safely just outside the car. “I love you.”

“I love you too,” Janis says, leaning in for a kiss.

“Oh my god, get in, losers!” Damian yells far too loudly. Janis and Cady both laugh and slide into the backseat.

————-

“You have an ice cream mustache,” Janis chuckles at her girlfriend once their tasty snack is finished. “Come here.”

Cady reaches for her, and Janis presses their lips together contently, the flavors of chocolate and strawberry mingling on their tongues.

“There,” Janis says once they finally pull back. Damian and Elijah went inside to browse the candy for sale, so she doesn’t have to worry about being scolded for kissing Cady so aggressively.

“Thanks,” Cady giggles. “Oh, I have something for you.”

“Huh?” Janis says confusedly as Cady takes the backpack back from her and starts rooting through it. Cady pulls out her rock and holds it behind her back.

“You have to promise not to laugh at it, I did my best,” Cady demands. Janis nods in confusion and holds her hands out for her gift. Her brows furrow for a split second when Cady drops the stone in them, but she smiles widely when she turns it over to see what it’s been decorated with.

“The rainbow lion,” she says happily, tracing a tender finger over a piece of his mane.

“I went back and made another one for you, the lady let me keep it,” Cady says. “Do you get it?”

“No, I didn’t know there was something to get,” Janis says. Cady sits next to her on the bench and smiles as Janis leans onto her shoulder.

“A group of lions is called a pride,” Cady says quietly. “And you’re in my pride. In more ways than one. I love you, so you’re in my group. And I’m so, so proud of you. For just… being you. And being here. And letting me love you.”

Janis pulls back, and Cady notices her eyes brimming with tears as she suddenly tackles Cady in a tight hug. Cady squeezes her back just as tightly.

“I love you so much,” Janis sniffles. “Thank you.”

“I love you too,” Cady says, stroking down Janis’ braid. “Oh, darling, don’t cry, I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay,” Janis chuckles through her tears. “Good cry this time.”

“Ah, okay,” Cady says, gently rubbing up and down Janis’ back as her girlfriend moves to sit on her lap. The sun is finishing its journey for the day, the stars are just barely visible and the horizon is still bathed in varying shades of pink and orange and purple. “Happy Pride, darling.”

“Happy Pride, Peanut.”

I’m glad I’m in yours.

well i’ve had quite a bit of excitement trying to get this posted, so i hope you enjoyed!

requests are still paused, but i am hoping to get them re-opened in the next few weeks. nearly there.

thanks for reading!

lots of love,

ezzy

#cadnis #paint by numbers #space safari #cady heron x janis sarkisian #cady x janis #cady heron #janis sarkisian #damian hubbard #mean girls #mean girls broadway #mean girls musical

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WandaVision Ep 3 Spoilers

Yes, there are spoilers below:

Wherein I watch and have some comments. Please let's make some story progress this week. More Weird!

Why can't I skip the previously on? Disney! Oh well, it doesn't matter, Buddrick Meowbert is demanding pets and he's standing in front of my ipad not letting me watch, until I give the chin scratches.nn.n.m,,,,m. . . . . . . . . ?""" (he walked across the keyboard)

Again, loving the opening credits. Though, oh lord, the colors. Late 60s, early 70s, so so so tacky. And, oh dear, Vision's hair. Is it the hair by itself? Or the hair, giant glasses combo? I can't decide.

Blah blah blah, comic wackiness with suddenness of baby, and slightly chauvinistic doctor (wow, where did they find that suit? there's just so much *pattern* going on there). I can't tell if the neighbor chainsawing the cinderblock fence is qualifying as Weirdness? His vacant smile suggests proper Weird.

"Billy? Well, I was thinking Tommy." @hurricanekelsea called it. I award you one fabulous, classic Marvel no-prize. Excelsior!

The whole bit with the braxton-hicks contractions was weird, but not in the proper weird way, but in a 'did we have to' sort of way.

"It seems the people of Westview are always on the verge of discovering our secret." "Yes, I know what you mean. But, it's more than that, isn't it?[…] I think something's wrong here, Wanda."

*gasp* Is Vision figuring it out? Props to Bettany, it's very clear when he makes that momentary transition from sitcom!Vision to real!Vision (for values of 'real' where he may still be a creation of Wanda's powers). And before he gets too far he's reset to the second before he starts to figure it out. I can't tell if Wanda did that or not, though she was looking panicky.

Calgon commercial. I mean, Hydra Soak commercial. So, who are the two people who are always in the commercials? It's the same pair, yes? And now two Hydra commercials. Oh, though, I guess Wanda was kind of part of Hydra for a while. Forgot about that.

Also, a Buddy break.

Wanda's water broke and it's raining inside their house, so they're huddled under the table. Because wacky hijinks. Come on, guys, move this thing along already, will you.

"Well, in fairness, darling, the baby is approximately nine months early." Heh. Vision dashes off to get the doctor.

Weird animal noise in the nursery.

But, first we must take a wacky aside where Wanda tries to hide her very obvious pregnancy from Geraldine who just showed up. I'm glad I don't live in a sitcom, because the thing were people just turn up on your doorstep constantly, would drive me insane. You have a phone, Geraldine! Call ahead! Though, alternately, you could just not answer the door, Wanda. These are a few of the many reasons I can't stand sitcoms. … Anyway

Geraldine makes herself at home after a 'comedic' search for a bucket while Wanda's going into labor and every contraction makes her coat change into a different one. And also a random large bird appears. Is it a Weird Bird or just a weird bird? Oh, it's a stork. I get it. Oh, actual Weirdness! The bird makes a sound and Geraldine snaps out of it. But, then Wanda makes up a story about an ice maker and she goes back to sitcom!Geraldine and the stork attempts to eat the fish pattern off Geraldine's super-fly bellbottoms (actually, her outfit is really great, looks fantastic on her. A+ wardrobe department).

Vision acquires the doctor before he can leave on vacation. Then gives him a piggy-back ride back to the WandaVision household. As you do.

Geraldine discovers the secret as Wanda's labor accelerates. Everything goes haywire and Geraldine prepares to deliver the baby. Wanda is having a "i can't do this" meltdown that feels real and not sitcom.

And the fastest birth ever. Just in time for Vision and the doctor to show up. But wait, little Tommy isn't the only baby on the way. And lo, there is Billy.

The doctor and Geraldine roll with it. Oh, but then the doctor goes a little Weird as he's leaving, despite the laugh track. "Small towns, you know, so hard to escape."

Agnes and Herb are conspiring by the mangled cinderblock fence. Seems sus. "Is Geraldine inside with Wanda?"

"Can you believe it? Twins." "I'm a twin. I had a brother. His name was Pietro." Seems like a real moment. Geraldine is snapping out of it again, as Wanda sings to the babies in Sokovian(?). Ohhh, Geraldine, good job, shake it off, "He was killed by Ultron, wasn't he?"

Herb and Agnes are trying to convince Vision that Geraldine is untrustworthy. "She's new to town, brand new." "No family, no husband. No home."

Wanda doesn't seem pleased with Geraldine. "What did you say about Pietro?" Nice, good, progress. Except now Wanda seems scary and I'm worried for Geraldine.

The Weirdness is escalating! Yay! Herb is trying to tell Vision something but doesn't seem to be able to get it out. Inside Wanda notices Geraldine's necklace, which, you know, looks like that SWORD logo we keep seeing. And Wanda's scariness factor is increasing loads.

Outside, Agnes cuts off Herb before he can say whatever it is he's trying to say "Because, we're all …". And she looks scared. Good guys or bad guys? I can't tell. Since we've determined Geraldine is Monica Rambeau, that says she's the good guy, but Agnes seemed scared by Herb maybe saying the wrong thing to Vision. Which, doesn't scream bad guy to me. Unless she's scared of a big bad. A Hydra big bad? Two Hydra commercials and all. Though, also a Stark toaster one, but that's just funny.

Run Geraldine! Run! Agnes and Herb try to pretend things are normal. Vision goes inside, and Geraldine has vanished and Wanda's being super creepy. Hope you're okay, Geraldine! This is why you don't drop by people's houses unannounced.

Oh, she got expelled from the sitcom world into the real world, looks like. *phew* Also, yay, the real world! She was puked out into a field next to what looks like some sort of military encampment, and yet they still converged her on with multiple black SUVS and a helicopter. lol. Overkill, guys, she was like 50 yards away from your front door.

And we end with, oh lol, "Daydream Believer". A+ music choice. And, I think that answers that. It's not WandaVision, it's Wandavision.

Okay, I liked this episode MUCH better. Solid progress, good creepy, tolerable sitcom bits because they felt better blended with the Weird. *This* is the show I was hoping for from the trailers. Good job, everybody. And great job Olsen for making me remember how scary Scarlet Witch could be.

#wandavision #wandavision spoilers #wandavision liveblog

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the-real-srsteele · 4 years

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Have Yourself a Merry Little Chaos Chapter 7

Connie’s POV:

“Jules, where did you put my hairspray?” I hollered from the top of the stairs.

“Oh, sorry, it’s in my room on the dresser,” she yelled back up at me.

“Naturally,” I muttered, rushing off to give my hair a quick touch-up before Jeff arrived.

“Hey, wait!” Jules called after me. “Step out on the stairs to I can see you!”

I reluctantly obliged, struggling to keep my balance atop my high heels, which were already pinching the feeling out of my toes.

“Wow, Connie, that dress is killer!” She gushed.

I shot her a questioning look. “That’s a good thing, I hope?”

She giggled. “Of course it is. You look amazing.”

“Well, thanks, I guess,” I responded doubtfully, dashing off to my room before she could make more of a fuss over me.

I hoped she was telling the truth. Whatever I looked like, I felt like a fish out of water. The flashy red evening gown I wore was definitely a far cry from my typical sweater and jeans combo. I’d picked the simplest option Jules had presented to me at the mall, but it was still the fanciest (and most expensive) dress I had ever owned.

In addition to the dress, Jules had insisted I wear lipstick, which was about as foreign to me as the menus at La Chalet. It felt strange and sticky against my skin and made me feel immensely self-conscious every time I caught a glimpse of myself in a mirror. It looked good, I guess. It just didn’t look like me.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror above my dresser, barely recognizing the person staring back at me. Am I forgetting anything? I asked myself, trying to collect my racing thoughts.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang, nearly startling me out of my skin. With trembling fingers, I grabbed my shimmery black clutch purse and began a hasty descent down the stairs.

Jules stopped me short at the bottom.

“No, no, no—go back upstairs for a minute or something.”

“Why?” I shot her a confused glance.

“You can’t come to the door right away. You have to make him wait a little bit.”

“Again, why? And wouldn’t that be…rude?” I protested.

She rolled her eyes. “You’re late for everything else anyway.”

“Hey, I’ve been working on that. And besides—”

She cut me off. “Connie. Just shoo.”

And with that, she waved me away upstairs.

Back in my room and not quite sure what to do with myself, I sat down on the edge of my bed and strained to hear as Jules welcomed Jeff inside.

“Hey, Jeff! Come on in. She’ll just be a minute.”

She introduced him to Gigi, and he greeted her cordially. It amazed me how effortlessly he was able to make conversation, even with a complete stranger.

How long is “a minute or something”? I wondered, nervously fidgeting with my necklace. After a while, there was a lull in the conversation, and I decided it had been long enough. I stood, looked myself over in the mirror once more and headed for the stairs.

My breath caught in my throat as he came into view. He looked absolutely stunning. His ebony suit superbly complimented his dark eyes, enhancing their boyish sparkle. I gripped the stair rail as I made my descent, careful to avoid any missteps.

Our eyes met, and my heart gave a weird thump. I was grateful when he spoke first.

“Wow, Connie, you look beautiful.” He sounded sincere enough, but I couldn’t be sure if he meant it, or if he was just being polite.

“Really?” I half-croaked, unintentionally crinkling up my nose at the compliment. “Uh, I mean, thanks. You look great, too. Really, really great.” No, no, no, no. Too much. I felt my cheeks flush. My eyes flickered over to Jules, imploring her to come to my rescue. She read my signal and snapped into action.

“So, uh, how long are you party animals planning on staying out tonight?” she asked, interrupting the awkward silence I’d created.

“As late as our parents will let us, I suppose,” Jeff joked back. “What do you think, Connie? You don’t turn into a pumpkin at midnight or anything, do you?”

I laughed stiffly and opened up the hall closet to rummage for my dress coat, suddenly wishing I’d remembered to have it dry cleaned. I fished it out and flung it over my left arm, fumbling for the other sleeve with my right.

“May I?” I hadn’t heard him come up behind me, and the closeness of his voice startled me. I nodded silently. Then, ever-so-gently, he lifted the offending sleeve and guided it over my flailing arm.

“Thanks.” I forced another awkward laugh and then just stood there for a moment, staring up at him. Why had I suddenly lost all ability to speak and act like a normal human being?

“So, are you ready to go?” he finally asked.

“Huh? Oh! Uh, yeah.”

“After you, then.”

He swept the door open and gestured for me to go on ahead of him.

It took extra concentration to keep from crashing down the front steps in those wretched shoes, but I made it without mishap.

He followed me out to his sleek, black Mazda and held the door open for me as I ducked into the passenger seat.

An instant later, he was beside me in the driver’s seat, starting the engine.

“Are you cold?” he asked, holding one hand experimentally in front of the heat vent. “I can turn up the heat if you want.”

I shrugged. “Nah, I’m good, thanks.”

“Okay, just promise me you’ll tell me if you’re not comfortable.”

I nodded. I did, in fact, feel quite uncomfortable, but it wasn’t because of the temperature. I noticed my hands were trembling as I locked my seatbelt in place. Why was I so nervous? It was just an evening out with a friend. Nothing to be nervous about, right?

He turned the radio dial to the Christmas music station, and I felt a silly smile spread across my face. Most people teased me about my soundtrack of choice during this time of year, but Jeff indulged it gladly.

I caught the answering sparkle in his eye as he shifted the gear and started to back out of the driveway.

“Hey, listen.” His voice was calm and reassuring—I figured he must have sensed my nervous energy. “I’m so glad you agreed to come with me tonight, Connie. There are going to be some really great people there that I can’t wait for you to meet.”

“Like who?” I asked.

For some reason, I hadn’t considered the fact that I’d potentially be meeting dozens of strangers at this event. Strangers who would ask me all kinds of questions about my career, my relationships, where I was going in life. All the kinds of questions I never had a good answer to.

“You’ll just have to wait and see.” His answer broke into my thoughts.

“Wait and see what?”

“You asked me who I wanted you to meet tonight.” He paused briefly. “Are you feeling okay? You seem kind of distracted.”

“Yeah, I’m okay. There’s just a lot on my mind right now.”

He nodded knowingly. “Yeah, I know. I guess I was just hoping tonight might help take your mind off everything.”

I smiled gratefully. “Thanks, Jeff. I really appreciate that.”

“You’re going to have a great time tonight. I promise.” His smile gave me butterflies.

Suddenly, before I could stop myself, I blurted out, “Hey, can I ask you a question?”

He shrugged agreeably. “Go for it.”

“Okay, um…” I took a deep breath. It was too late to back out now. “Is this…like…a date?” The words tumbled out like melted ice cream from a spilled milkshake.

He raised an eyebrow and took his eyes off the road for a brief moment to venture a glance at me. “Would you like it to be?”

“Um…yes? NO. I don’t know…maybe?” I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat.

He laughed. “Well, which is it?”

“Well, uh…I’d kinda rather hear what you think first, so I don’t embarrass myself.”

“So I’m on the hook now, huh?” He laughed again.

“I’m sorry, I just—” He didn’t let me finish.

“Hey, don’t worry about it. I was just kidding.” He took a deep breath and then continued. “To be honest, it’s an easy answer for me. Yes, Connie. Without a question. You are an amazing woman, and I would be honored if you might consider me as, well…more than a friend.”

“Oh, wow, uh, okay.” I started to babble, a million thoughts racing through my mind all at once.

He immediately looked concerned. “Was it okay that I said that?”

“No, no, no,” I stammered. “I mean—yes, it’s totally okay. I just…didn’t expect it.”

“Why not?” He looked a little bewildered. “You mean a lot to me, Connie. And I hope I’ve shown you that.”

He had shown me, hadn’t he? The late-night text conversations when I’d wake up missing Mom. The random grocery deliveries that always seemed to show up at exactly the right times. The hours-long talks about God and about life. He’d invested a lot in me over the past few years. And he’d come to mean a lot to me, too.

“You have, Jeff. And I…” I couldn’t think of the right words to say. “Thank you.”

He looked at me and smiled, his eyes meeting mine and filling in the rest of the unsaid words between us.

Surprisingly, it didn’t take us long after that to slip back into our typical easy, friendly chatter. I was almost sorry when we pulled up at the valet stand and had to go inside.

My eyes widened as we entered the enormous, brightly-lit room. Every inch of the place was decked out in holiday splendor.

“It’s beautiful,” I gasped.

“I knew you’d like it.”

I hoped he didn’t find my amazement too childish.

A man in a white tuxedo walked by, carrying a tray of delicate stemware filled with bubbly amber liquid. Jeff stealthily swept two glasses from the tray and handed one to me. Following my questioning gaze, he stooped down and whispered, “It’s sparkling cider.”

I giggled a bit foolishly and took a sip.

The rest of the evening went by almost in a blur. Jeff made me feel instantly at home with everyone he introduced me to and invited me to join in on every conversation. I couldn’t imagine anything I had to say was really all that interesting, but it didn’t seem to matter to him. He hung on my every word, as if each one were of utmost importance.

But then again, he was always like that—attentive and considerate, always making sure the other person knew they mattered.

And with every new acquaintance, I felt myself growing more and more proud to be by his side.

#adventures in odyssey #aio #aio fanfic #fanfiction #adventures in odyssey fanfiction #connie kendall #jules kendall #jeff lewis

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princessheatherblossom · 4 years

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They say the best things in life are free but Bloss is fucking dead and starting your own night club costs money alright? Now she isn’t exactly the toughest of demons, and no genius either but she’s smart enough to realize these things and gather that most jobs surrounding more illicit activities may not harbor the best result for her, so what to do?

Go legit. Bloss had quite a few honest jobs, from delivery to bar tending (might as well get experience in the field you were gonna settle into) but she found a consistent day job in being a house maid for the nobility of hell, the house keeping agency set her up with a few gigs but the most lucrative had to be for the house of Stolas, a true royal of hell.

Bloss had only been working there a few weeks, dusting, sweeping, she didn’t care too much, her levitation magic made most things easy; but one day as she was milling about in a corridor flitting a feather duster to and fro she felt a light touch against her wing, almost a tickle, turning to see what feather fetish weirdo was trying to pick her up this time she was soon face to face with the lord of the house himself: Stolas.

“O-oh, I’m so sorry, sir. Am I in your way?”

Bloss turned on the politeness real quick, a lot of the nobles liked to turn their noses up and ignore you most of the time but if they shifted their gaze in your direction best to bust out the good etiquette before they found a reason to complain.

“Why, not at all my dear, I just couldn’t help but admire that wing span of yours. I’m a feathered fellow myself but ironically lack the lovely appendages that would grant me access to the skies. No doubt, the sight up there must be as breathtaking as you are...”

“Uh, I-thank you, sir?” This was...odd for a noble but that just meant he was after one thing wasn’t it? That’s how it always was in hell, at least this time it was someone trying to play it classy. But, wait, wasn’t this guy married? No, yeah, she’d SEEN the family portrait once or twice, he had a daughter too! And his wife was no slouch, tall, slender, elegant, the fuck was this guy doing ogling a house maid?

“You know, it gets *lonely* here sometimes...” Stolas remarked, a gloved talon pulling a stray lock of hair from Bloss’s face.

“Lonely? You?” What was he playing at?

“Why yes, I know it seems in a position like mine its an odd thing to complain about, isn’t it? But I crave the type of company that makes me feel like the rest of the world is melting away. And lately, I feel that when I see *you*.” His two red eyes locked onto the golden orbs that laid in her dark sockets.

“Me, sir? Heh, you must be...*teasing*, I’m not someone you could find interesting...”

“Ooh its a humble attitude like that I find very intriguing, you barely think a thing of yourself when you look so sweet floating about from room to room like an Angel that’s lost it’s way to heaven?”

Wow he was REALLY laying it on thick, Bloss couldn’t remember the last time anyone had complimented her so much just to get in her pants, he couldn’t want much more than a fling right? Although...Stolas was taking his time eyeing up Bloss like a pie fresh out the oven so she took the time to make her own observations.

He wasn’t a bad looking demon: tall, slender, and very VERY well dressed. That suit was probably hand tailored with real gold buttons and was that a top hat-crown combo?? Anything that shiny HAD to be worth a lot...then Bloss got an idea. Aaaa trashy but potentially fruitful idea and if this wasn’t opportunity staring her blank in the face she didn’t know what was...

“...you really think that? No one’s ever said anything to me like THAT before...” Bloss took the noble’s hand in hers gently like a shy school girl, “...you really must be a prince like they say.”

Stolas wasted no time, he swept up Bloss in his arms so fast she almost flailed her wings to fly away but she grew stiff when he pressed a soft kiss on her forehead, “Tell you what, darling, keep me company and I’ll show you the Princess you are on the inside.”

Bloss gave him a sweet smile and wrapped her arms around his neck in a soft hug, she had hit the jackpot!

It started with kisses in corners of the hallway and a rose in her hair, then childish games of chase in the gardens with silver charm bracelets as the prize, meals in the gazebo of the finest caliber with gold chain necklaces on the side. Anything from diamonds to just cold hard cash was on the table and she never even asked, though that was kind of the point. She was smart about her new found treasures, the cash she saved and she kept some bits of jewelry to wear and show Stolas she appreciated it buuuut any forgettable piece she pawned off to add to her growing savings.

Still the deal was pretty sweet, and surprisingly Stolas stuck to the classy prince act most of the time; then the other half he was whispering obscenities in her ear so vile she suddenly remembered, oh yeah he’s a prince of HELL but eh no one’s perfect, and it was kinda hot...

One day Stolas was acting particularly giddy and that could only mean one of a two things, he felt like getting frisky real soon or he had a big expensive surprise in store, Bloss was in a good mood so she didn’t care which at the moment.

“Sit down here, darling. And close your eyes!” Gift then? Or something potentially kinky. Fun! Bloss closed her eyes obediently with a barely contained grin on her face. To her surprise instead of the touch of a new gold chain around her neck or gloved talons frisking her hips she felt a weight softly placed on her head.

“Now, open them. And take a good long look...”

Bloss opened her eyes and looked into the nearest vanity mirror, on her head was a solid gold, horned, tiara; it was polished to perfection and shined almost as much as Bloss’s eyes were at the moment. She gawked then broke into the hugest smile she had probably ever had since falling into hell in the first place.

“It’s- it’s-BEAUTIFUL! Stolas! I can’t believe- Can I really-??”

“I had it made especially for you, my little princess~.” The regal owl demon wrapped his arms around her gently, “I told you, I’d show you the Princess you are on the inside, and now you can see it on the outside as well!”

Bloss was at a loss for words, this had to be the best gift he had ever given her! With no other way to thank him she turned and gave him a deep kiss, letting his arms envelope her completely. They became so lost in each other’s presence they didn’t hear the creak of a nearby door shutting, the tall avian lady turned from the room where her husband violated the sanctity of their marriage for what must have been the fifth time already. She had been patient this time, made certain she knew for sure and who with, now she could wait a little longer to make the little broad pay...

Next: https://princessheatherblossom.tumblr.com/post/616152477466771456/the-great-princess-of-hell-by-heatherblossom-on

DA:

#hazbin hotel #oc #stolas #hazbin stolas #self insert #helluva boss #helluva stolas #saucy #fanfiction

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thatschicfashionblog-blog · 5 years

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Rating Artists Coachella Fits

Hello everyone! If you didn’t know already this weekend and last weekend was Coachella, an annual music and arts festival held in Indio, CA over the span of two weekends. Many people including influencers and celebrities aside from the artists performing attended and some of their outfits, well let’s just say they were interesting. For the sake of the length of this post I’ll be splitting this into 2 parts. This weekend I’ll briefly discuss/rate performing artists outfits while next week I’ll go over influencers and other celebrities outfits.

Artists

All of the people mentioned below are just some of the many artists which performed at Coachella. Anyways here are their outfits from that weekend and what I think of them.

Kacey Musgraves

Kacey going for a couture cowgirl look wore a Bailman all tan suede outfit. It consisted of high waisted bottoms, and a floor length corset top with halter straps. She paired it with clear heels and wowed us with bold silver jewelry. Personally I would rate this outfit a 4/5 because although unique the piece worn was just the right kind of extravagant and my favorite part overall was the bold jewelry which differently served as a statement piece.

J Balvin and Rosalía

Rosalia wore a red and black outfit with gold detailing (shown to the left) during one of her individual performances. This outfit especially with he top and cropped jacket gives me major Selena vibes. As for her outfit with her performance with J Balvin she wore a matching pink and yellow Louis Vuitton track set. For her first outfit I rate it a 4.5/5 because the overall outfit is really cute and I love the color combo along with the belted chains. However the material she is wearing doesn’t look comfortable to be wearing if you were to be walking/standing all day at a festival with hot temperatures. As much as the idea of a track suit is simple and comfortable, I don’t really like the pink and yellow color combo for that reason I’d rate this a 3/5. As for J Balvin his first outfit (shown at top) is a colorful tie dye vest with matching shorts. His second outfit (shown at bottom) is yet another vest this time pink with a black shirt underneath and matching pink sweat pants. Overall I would rate his first outfit a 3/5 because I’m not really a fan of a the patchy tie dye, but it does suit his colorful set and of course his rainbow hair. His second outfit is much simpler but something you might get hot in if you were to wear it with 90 degree and higher temperatures which is why it’s 4/5 for me.

Bad Bunny

Bad Bunny wore a very colorful Louis Vuitton set. This outfit I would rate a 4.5/5 since I like the matching set because of the black and color along with the chain necklace. His outfit is not too out there but still really cool, it would have been a 5 if only he didn’t wear the big reflective shades which for me aren’t my favorite part of this outfit.

Khalid

Khalid wore a matching palm tree shirt and short set. From the looks of it these matching sets are very popular this year at Coachella. This outfit is a 5/5 because there’s nothing too wild about to the point that it’s kinda ugly, and the outfit itself is simple and fit with the artist’s set and vibe. Vacation vibes anyone?

Tierra Wack

Tierra Wack wore a tomato jumpsuit with green socks and red and white nikes. She paired the overall look with an interesting red hat. This outfit is a 5/5 (yes I know what I am thinking) because nobody could pull off and rock a tomato jumpsuit other than Tierra Wack plus her whole outfit is color coordinated like what?!

Billie Eilish

Billie Eilish was seen wearing multiple different outfits but I will be reviewing just one, her scooter fit. While scooting around the Coachella grounds Billie was wearing neon yellow shoes, blue furry pants, a neon yellow shirt, an LV vest and matching yellow sunglasses. I’ve always admired Billie’s style and the art of her outfits but this one out of the ones she wore probably wasn’t my favorite. I do love the bright yellow and the sunglasses, maybe if the pants or vest was interchanged with another color, texture, or pattern I would've liked it more. For that reason this outfit is a 3/5.

Ariana Grande

Ariana Grande wore a number of outfits while performing at this Coachella, and I’ve gotta say they are all very Ariana especially with the mini skirts and over the knee boots, Ariana’s signature look. My favorite out of all 3 and the one which I’d give a 5/5 is the middle outfit. The other outfits were cute colors and styles except I wasn’t really a fan of the sleeves on both of them. As for the middle outfit I love how whimsical and sparkly it was.

Clairo

There wasn’t any good photos of Clairo’s outfit so hopefully this will do. Anyways I decided to rate this outfit a 4/5 because a suit set like the one she wore is something which uncommon seen at this type of festival. I also love the little detailing on the suit. It would’ve been a 5 for me if it could be something for a festival attendee to wear but it really isn’t practical to be worn all day as a festivalgoer.

That wraps up my rating on artist’s festival outfits although it was just a few out of many I enjoyed actually somewhat analyzing what they wore. As always these are just my personal opinions based off what I like so you may view these outfits differently. Anyways thanks for reading today’s post and I’ll be back next week with even more Coachella fits.

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happypledis · 5 years

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Nu’est at AAA 2018 (aka a fangirl post lol)

SO I’ll discuss both the Red Carpet and the performances.I I kinda like doing this and love seeing other fan’s reactions to stuff, so here it is, though no one asked for it lol.

Okay um, the red carpet is a must-watch, I normally think those things are stupid but this was worth it. here’s why:

First of all, Ren owned that Red Carpet like it was a catwalk--I’m not just talking about his styling which was amazing, well done stylist(s), but it was his attitude. He just oozed “don’t touch me” vibes or something??? Aron looked a little nervous and had his curly puppy hair so he looked so cute, and was styled really well too like??? yes. JR looked good, so good, I’m just saying. Leather jacks suit him??? He seemed a little out of focus on walking, cause Baekho kept whispering stuff to him and nudging to reposition him, both walking and on stage for photos, (whether this was caused because of Baekho or not I’m not sure lol)... also, I’m not sure if he was nervous though or just kind of in those “wow, I--we-- did it” moments or maybe I’m wrong in general lol. Baekho was last and ummmmmmmmmm excuse me?? His hair, A+. His coat??? A+++++. I was like: O_O

Okay next was the performance. Honestly as a group that’s been around since 2012, they got treated a bit like rookies (performed 1st= rookie time slot, didn’t get very long time either), butttt I suppose the subunit is a rookie unit so that may be why? I’m not mad, just confused.

But yes the performance!

Okay firstly, Ren got a lot of attention on twitter with the #purple_hair_guy hashtag and actually trended from what i can see (okay I don’t have a twitter so i just scroll through every once in a while and that’s what people are saying).

When the music started I expected the lights to come on but dance break?? I was thrown for a loop lol, but impressed. The cameraman had the same biases as me I guess lol, because Baekho and Aron got soooo many closeups. I was not mad (in fact I screenshotted soo much lol). JR with the necklace/turtleneck combo excuse me??? Ren’s cool flowy outfit caught my attention a ton despite the cameraman’s attempts to kill me with my real biases? And speaking of them: Baekho’s hair?? !!!! Aron’s hair? and makeup? !!!! Overall they were all styled amazingly.

The performance itself, wow, honestly their skills are so good, and have always been, yet they keep improving somehow. I’m not sure how they can, but they do. They always flow together when dancing. Dancing isn’t my skillset but they always have such a pretty performance. Vocally?? wowww dudes, nu’est always kills it. not just Baekho, but everyone. I do know some stuff about vocals and Pledis has really good ones, just saying. Baekho does some pretty challenging stuff in the song, that he hasn’t really done as much as he does here. usually main vocals get complacent but that’s what I love about them--they never do.

anyway yeah, my random babble about nu’est lol.

#nu'est #nu'est w #aron #jr #ren #baekho #awaken era #help me era #happypledis

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What’s your favorite kind of soda?: Root Beer and Dr. Pepper.

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#surveys #quaratine

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