#cheezy af

[lostazuree]

Hey there! >.<

Can I request some fluff Relationship HCs for Blue Lock boys? (Please add Isagi and Rin)

✰  ࣪ 𝜗𝜚 ̟ 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝑪𝒂𝒏𝒐𝒏𝒔 ⸻ 𝑩𝒍𝒖𝒆 𝑳𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝑩𝒐𝒚𝒔.

☆𝑭𝒕. —𝑰𝒔𝒂𝒈𝒊 𝒀𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒊, 𝑰𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒊 𝑹𝒊𝒏, 𝑩𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑴𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒖, 𝑵𝒂𝒈𝒊 𝑺𝒆��𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒐.☆

✦ 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐘𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈

•Inexperienced ASF and I mean it. He never really had interest in dating until he got with you.

• Completely opposite of what he is on the field, of course. He's soft with you (or tries to be, really 😭)

• His idea of a date would be a picnic or a movie.

• He'd like cuddles and stuff, as much as he wouldn't admit.

• Will wake you up with forehead kisses. LOVES texting you. Will tell you where he is, where he's going, when and how.

• Possessive even if he doesn't mean to be.

•Love language? Words of affection. (Beware of any slipped slurs)

✦ 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐑𝐈𝐍

• Now Rin, may be known as the Nonchalant Final Boss but he's very chalant(?)when it comes to you (or he tries to be).

• His Idea of a date would definitely be a quiet coffee date, or a horror movie-binge night.

• I see him wanting to be on the receiving end of affection, definitely loves forehead kisses, hand holding and stuff.

• NOT a fan of PDA. Doesn't mean he'll ignore you, but he'll hold hands at max.

• Thinks petnames are cheezy, but will blush when you call him something cute. Dry texter for sure. He has trouble expressing himself.

• Before any match, he'll hand you his spare jersey without any word, and you know what that means. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘵 to his match.

• Will buy you stuff if he sees you eyeing something.

• He doesn't have a love language. He speaks fluent INGARISHU. (Acts of service for sure.) He gives you head pats.

✦ 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐆𝐔𝐑𝐔

• Now, Bachira is a certified baby boy. (GREEN FLAG FR). He will treat you like you're divine, but will also treat you like a demon.

• Bachira's idea of a date would be playing soccer in the rain, no fancy stuff. Sprawled out on the couch? Date.

• Clingy. Loves PDA. He'll hold your waist, hand, whatever he can in public. Very possessive in a loving way.

• He loves talking, but if there's something he likes more than soccer and yapping, it's to hear you yap. Great listener, will hold your hand while you talk.

• He gets the 'heart in eyes' look when you wear his clothes. He gets shy. YES. Best texter too, sends you memes and very enthusiastic responses.

• Calls you stuff like 'Sunshine', 'My love', 'Sweetheart'. And he expects you to call him something cute too!

• His love language is Physical touch for sure.

✦ 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐒𝐄𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐎

• Lazy AF, if you didn't already know. But believe me, he will try to put efforts.

• His idea of a date is chilling at home, playing video games. Sleeping together? Date.

• He's a very dry texter, and a good(?)listener. Or rather, tries to be one.

• Clingy. Very Clingy. Then comes Nagi Seishiro. He'll won't let you go. PDA? Hah! As if he touches grass aside from soccer.

• He sends you random game-related memes. If he folds your laundry for you, he's damn well committed.

• His love language is using his revives on you after you die in some stupid game (Romantic).

• He lets you eat all his snacks. Brushes your hair away from your face while you sleep, because if he can't fall asleep (barely ever), he'll look at you while you sleep.

Thank you so much for reading! It was my first time writing HCs, I had fun. Hopefully, gonna write more in future. Reblogs highly appreciated 🖐🏻🎀

[mejomonster]

I love that modu has a love triangle with... a completely platonic third. Just third wheel platonic straight friend. Zero romantic involvement, no reason to be there, and YET he was stuck in the middle of the triangle for a While.

Just like. Tao Ran got roped into being Luo Wenzhou's 'kind of' coparent older bro for Fei Du as a teenager, got roped into being Luo Wenzhou's work wife/team mom, Fei Du projected a fuck ton of his mom trauma onto Tao Ran (due to various circumstances) and picked Tao Ran as his Unobtainable Crush to pin all hopes on* (freud would have had a field day with Fei Du and you know he never never mentioned shit about Tao Ran or Luo Wenzhou to his tjerapist, because the way he projects issues with his parents, and his warped ideas of love, onto his relationship with the two of them is Absolutely Immense).

So there's this young adult bisexual flirty super rich Fei Du throwing every cheezy line he can at Tao Ran, and Tao Ran's also dealing with Luo Wenzhou doing that at work to him (and honestly how much was Fei Du emulating Luo Wenzhou? Picking Luo Wenzhou's crush? Luo Wenzhou's cheezy overt flirtation style - with a more stylish Fei Du air but still? And like Luo Wenzhou - throwing his feelings onto the wrong person, not the person its actually about, because Luo Wenzhou is who Fei Du really wants to be close to... just like Luo Wenzhou pushes Tao Ran to parent/emotionally support Fei Du by Luo Wenzhou doing a lot of that stuff through Tao Ran... so much to be said...).

So here is Tao Ran. You're partners with this Captain China Luo Wenzhou guy who wants to save everyone, acts like he's invincible (and hot af), who is gay and very into you.

He (probably) asks you out and you say "nah I only like women." He cooks for you, brings you and the coworkers food all the time (he loves to caretake in general - an extension of wanting to save everyone).

He keeps throwing cheezy lines at you once in a while but you both know it's not going anywhere. If anything he just does it because you're his emotional rock, his best friend, and actual romance with an available guy would mean risking something falling apart/not working. So he keeps dating guys once in a while, but you're his emotional center.

Then y'all respond to a call. A kid is there, their mother is dead. Luo Wenzhou didn't save anyone. You both feel fucked up. Tragedy hits, there's a kids suffering front and center to remind you of the weight of the world. The kid insists there was foul play, you want to help this kid and you do investigate - but all signs point to suicide. The kid wants some Reason to hold onto, for why there's evil in this world and it took his mom, for a monster to blame, but the reality is... these bad things just happen sometimes. (You, as Tao Ran, don't know this kid Fei Du is over time convincing himself He Himself is the monster to blame, in order to cope).

Your bestie Luo Wenzhou is WRECKED. He wanted to save everyone, protect everyone, and here is tragedy with nothing to do, no bad guy culprit to arrest. No answers for this grieving kid. Luo Wenzhou overcompensates, starts trying to help out this kid - even though it's not his or your responsibility, no longer connected to you. He starts caretaking the work team even MORE, and risking his life and limb in more danger on cases. You get mother hen about it, desperately trying to remind him to be safe, because he's your best friend and YOU NEED HIM too. You realize he cares about the kid's well being, so you remind him to stay alive for the kid's sake - since the kid's dad doesn't seem to care for him emotionally.

You help Luo Wenzhou out with caring for the kid - who you shouldn't be involved in the life of anymore, but you feel bad for the poor kid, and helping him does assuage your hopelessness a little at how pointlessly tragic and painful the world can be. You, like Luo Wenzhou, do feel a bit comforted when the kid starts doing better emotionally. (And unlike Luo Wenzhou, you don't hear the kid saying he'd strangle someone, you don't hear the kid lashing out because he IS still in pain). The kid likes to be happy around you, help you out around the house and even learned handyman skills to help! The kid seems happier when he's with you instead of his own dad. Luo Wenzhou dotes on him, tells you to give things to the kid, and sure you do because it makes both your best friend and the kid happier. And when they're happier, and more hopeful? Well so are you.

Then that kid grows up, starts having sex and drinking and his dad gets in a car accident. He inherits all the wealth and power. You don't know why Luo Wenzhou and Fei Du are fighting so much now - it used to be about grades, or Fei Du taking care to be mindful of his health, but now Luo Wenzhou says behind closed doors Fei Du is saying some frightening shit, some potentially criminal shit, and Fei Du snaps whenever Luo Wenzhou brings it up in front of you.

In front of you? Fei Du is now way more powerful - way harder to Avoid what used to be childish admiration and desire to please. Now he wants to kiss you, says things like he's like to take you home, except unlike Luo Wenzhou who you know is not really going to make a move... Fei Du might. You keep trying to shut him down, remind him you're not into men, but he keeps offering to buy you cars! Dinner! Sends flowers into your place of work with romantic poetry! Shows up at your work while you're surrounded by coworkers and trapped in the middle of a crime scene! He's so much more insistent than Luo Wenzhou about pursuing you, and he's got the resources to be really annoyingly persistent.

And Luo Wenzhou is kicking up the flirting too, like a dog peeing to mark his territory! He's dragging you around, barking at Fei Du to back off and drop his little crush, telling you point blank as an ORDER you do not go home with Fei Du alone or to Restaurants with him alone. And you still have NO idea what Luo Wenzhou was on about Fei Du being potentially dangerous now... you suspect it has to do with Fei Du's dad. But you practically raised Fei Du, he couldn't possibly have tried to kill his dad? Actually tried to harm someone, right? Right?

But Luo Wenzhou says Fei Du has uh... actually said quite a lot of questionable things. And maybe this kid you helped for years HAS been kind of fucked up, and hidden that part of themselves from you, the part that might enjoy harming others.

And you don't want to think about it. So you don't. You decide: if Luo Wenzhou decides Fei Du has crossed a line, Luo Wenzhou will handle it (like he always has with Fei Du). And until then? I'll just keep treating the kid as normal, and insisting we remain platonic and try to let him down gently.

Meanwhile Luo Wenzhou is crushing the fucking kid, barking how straight Tao Ran is and how "if he absolutely had to pick one of us, it'd be me." And Fei Du is so ready to snap at the old man, but that's actually pretty normal for them. So you just try to stay out of their latest bout of bickering. Even though they've been putting you in between that bickering for 7 years.

You're shocked when they finally stop making you the go-between. When they... they.... are they flirting with each other? When did that happen? How? You suppose in a way it makes a lot of sense. It's also a touch weird though, because you're still Luo Wenzhou's best friend and he's treated you like a girlfriend for sooooo long (cooking for you, throwing out cheezy lines to flirt, asking your plans) its weird to get space from him to flirt with your own crush - now that you have one. It's weird to see him direct that at Fei Du, without using you as the go between all the times these years he had you dote on Fei Du for him. It's extra weird to see the depressed kid you used to help, who had an unbearably heavy puppy crush on you, now laying it thick on Luo Wenzhou.

You're glad you're not in the middle of it anymore. You don't have to figure out how to keep navigating being in the middle, thank fuck.

You do find it a bit odd though, that you, a straight guy with zero romantic interest in either of them, were in the trenches with both of them throwing themselves at you daily for SO LONG. And you can't even complain to your coworkers about it, because they witnessed it and thought that was normal.

[devilsrecreation]

Even more Outlander Incorrect Quotes (feat oc’s and the main cast)

Jasiri: She was poetry, but he couldn't read

Janja: His name was Jared hes nineteen

Kiburi: When his parents built a very strange machine

Reirei: Watch that scene dig in the dancing queen

The skinks: aaaay macarena

Mzingo: Horrible job everyone

Kion: Bunga has no survival or self-preservation instincts. I think he was born without them.

Beshte: That can’t be true-

Kion: Watch this: Hey Bunga! Race you down!

Bunga: *jumps off of Pride Rock*

Some Villain: We have your son.

Reirei: What? All my kids are right here

Villain: Then who just asked for warm milk and made us cut the crusts off his sandwich?

Reirei: Oh my god you have Goigoi

Reirei: If you want to know what females want, talk to a female

Cheezi: Oh yeah! Good idea!

Chungu: But where can we find one?

Reirei: I’M A FEMALE. I’M REFINED AND ELEGANT LIKE A DELICATE FLOWER, YOU IDIOTS!

Janja: I’m an idiot

Reirei:

Kiburi:

Mzingo:

Ushari:

Janja:

Kiburi: If you’re waiting for us to disagree, this is going to be a long day.

Janja: Bridge the generation gap by combining old and new slang into one! 
Chungu: Tubular AF! 
Cheezi: Mood to the max! 
Nne, annoyed: Groovy, I hate it. 
Tano, just as annoyed: If she breathes, she’s a square.

Goigoi: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?
Chungu: Several traffic violations.
Cheezi: Three counts of resisting arrest.
Tamka: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.
Nduli: Also, that’s not our car.

Kenge: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends.
Njano: ... Your what?
Kenge: My friends.
Kifo: Is he saying “friends”?
Sumu: I think they're being sarcastic.
Shupavu: No, no, no, this is delirium, he’s cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Kenge! All of your friends are right here.
Kenge: I have other friends! You asked me to make new friends, I made new friends! It was a task. I complete tasks.

Kiburi, trying to convince Kenge to hang with the group: You know... I thought it'd be good to have someone come along who's really strong.
Nduli: And loud!
Tamka: And grumpy!
Neema: [And oblivious to reality!]
Kenge:

Chungu: Aibu doesn’t have a crush on me!

Janja: Yeah, she does

Cheezi: Yeah, she does!

Kifo: Yes, she does

Aibu: Yes I do

The squad is trying to con some random guy
Ushari: Shupavu, why are you pretending I'm this guy's family?
Shupavu: We need money!
Ushari: You're scamming him?
Shupavu: I was thinking more like flat-out stealing from him?
Ushari: What?! No way!
Shupavu: Why not? We already stole Njano!
Njano: Hey guys
Ushari: No, we didn't. Njano can think and talk for themself, they can do whatever they want!
Njano: I wanna steal

Reirei: Can one of you pass the salt?

Janja: *throws Ushari across the table*

Tamka and Nduli are sitting in jail

Tamka: Duh, who do you wanna call?

Nduli: I’d call Kiburi, but I’d feel safer in jail

Janja: *to Jasiri* Do you wanna stay for dinner?

Shenzi: WOULD YOU LIKE TO STAY FOREVER?

Janja/Njano: Come on, I wasn’t that drunk last night

Mzingo/Ushari: You were flirting with Jasiri/Shupavu

Janja/Njano: So what, she’s my girlfriend!

Mzingo/Ushari: You asked her if she was single and then cried when she said no

Ushari: Let me show you a picture from last night that really upset me 
Janja: Okay, but in my defense, the skinks bet me 50 cents I couldn’t drink all that shampoo. 
Ushari: That’s not what I wanted to- you drank SHAMPOO?!

Jasiri: I told Janja his ears flush when he lies

Madoa: Why?
Jasiri: Look.
Jasiri: *gesturing to herself and the leaders* Hey Janja! Do you love us?
Janja, covering their ears: No.
Madoa:

Sumu: Kenge and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us 
Ushari: *Sighing* What did Kenge do? 
Sumu: He chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and... 
Kenge: Who wants a steering wheel?

Ucheshi: Makuu and I don’t use pet names

Kiburi: Oh yeah? Then what do bees make?

Ucheshi: Honey?

Makuu: Yes?

Ucheshi:

Kiburi: Don’t lie to me ever again

[creator-ammy-tdm]

W.i.p

I was supposed to finish it A WHILE ago but my lazy ass never got to work on it (and also I kept trying to think of dialogue to put that didn't sound cheezy af, yeah I'm not a good writer ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡) so now I decided to start making it

I hope I don't get sidetracked and take way longer than I should have

[wiredlyrelatable]

UNFORGETTABLE WOMAN...

VINNI walks into ANMOL'S house as his roommate KARAN opens the door. She finds him sleeping with bandages on his leg and a lot of beer bottles around the bed. She puts her handbag on a chair there, walks close to him, sits beside him on the bed and starts walking him up as the time was 2 PM saying,

VINNI: ANMOL! ANMOL! WAKE UP MAN!

ANMOL wakes up suddenly, rubs his eyes as he couldn't believe that she is sitting infront of him as they were not in touch since an year, from the day they decided that they want to end their fling, their casual dating phase in their college days. He looks at her, hugs her tight saying,

ANMOL: BABYYY! I MISSED YOU SOMUCH!

She with an angry tone after coming out of the hug says,

VINNI: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU ANMOL? WHY ARE YOU DRINKING SOMUCH? WHY DO YOU DRINK AND DRIVE, YOU INJURED YOURSELF! YOU COULD GET HURT ON YOUR HEAD, WHY ARE YOU DOING ALL THIS? YOU SPOKE ABOUT YOUR PASSION OF STUDYING ARCHITECTURE IN THE USA WHAT HAPPENED TO THAT MAN?

Both of them keep looking at eachother when he after her rant, gets emotional saying,

ANMOL: FROM THE DAY WE CUT OFF EACHOTHER FROM OUR LIVES, MY LIFE STARTED SUCKING BAD. IT BECAME THE WORST! I FAILD THE ENTRANCE TEST TWICE. I WANT YOU BACK IN MY LIFE VINNI!

She with a question mark face asks,

VINNI: WHAT? YOU GAVE UP ON LIFE BECAUSE YOU FAILED IN THE EXAM, PEOPLE TRY A HUNDRED TIMES TO FOLLOW THEIR DREAMS MAN. YOU TRAVELLED THIS FAR TO THE USA AWAY FROM ME, FRIENDS AND YOUR FAMILY TO DO ALL THIS SHIT HERE, NO RIGHT?

He makes her sit close to him by putting her legs crossed on the bed, holds her waist to pull her close and says,

ANMOL: I COULDN'T BELIEVE THAT I DIDN'T GET SELECTED SO WAS DRUNK AF WHEN A CAR CRASHED INTO MY BIKE FROM THE SIDE. IT'S MY FAULT TOO BUT IT'S THEIRS TOO KNOW!

She holding his cheeks says,

VINNI: BABY BUT YOU GOT HURT RIGHT, THEY DIDN'T! SO I WILL TELL YOU TO TAKE CARE RIGHT?

Both of them look at eachother when he hugs her and starts kissing her cheeks, then her forehead, nose and as he was about to kiss her lips she stops him, removes his hands off her waist saying,

VINNI: ANMOL DON'T! WE ARE NOT TOGETHER ANYMORE!

ANMOL: BUT I WANT TO BE WITH YOU...FOR LIFE!!

She is shock, moves away from him saying,

VINNI: WHAT! ANMOL OURS WAS AN IMMATURE COLLEGE LOVE STORY. WE MOVED ON FROM IT AND HAVE DATED OTHRS TOO REMEMBER?

He holding her hands says,

ANMOL: BUT NOW WE ARE SITTING INFRONT OF EACHOTHER AFTER YEARS! WE ARE MEANT TO TOGETHER BABY!

She making an irritated face says,

VINNI: YUCK MAN! THIS IS A CHEEZY!

She calms him down saying,

VINNI: ANMOL LISTEN! I CAME HERE BECAUSE YOUR ROOMMATE CALLED ME, BECAUSE OF THIS MESS OF YOURS. YOU ARE FUCKING YOUR DREAMS HERE ANMOL! WHY SOMUCH DRINKING SUDDENLY? I CAME HERE TO TELL YOU THAT THIS IS NOT THE END OF YOUR LIFE, THAT'S IT! GET BACK ON TRACK BABY!

ANMOL: IT ALL HAPPENED BECAUSE I AM MISSING YOU WAY TOO MUCH VINNI! I AGREE WE WERE NOT TOO SERIOUS, I CAME HERE TO FOLLOW MY DREAM, WANTED TO EARN LOTS OF MONEY, MEET NEW PEOPLE HERE, WHICH I DID TOO BUT AFTER A FEW DAYS I STARTED MISSING YOU, ONLY YOU A LOT HONESTY AND OBVIOUSLY TO NOT GET THESE FEELINGS OUT AND BOTHER YOU I STARTED DRINKING AND THE ACCIDENT HAPPENED. I WAS TAKING YOUR NAME A LOT WHICH KARAN HEARD, SAW ON MY PHONE TOO THAT'S WHY HE CALLED YOU. I DIDN'T KNOW YOU WOULD COME HERE BUT NOW YOU ARE HERE FOR ME BECAUSE YOU CARE.

He closes his eyes, takes a long breath, holds her hands, opens his eyes and says,

ANMOL: I LOVE YOU MAN AND I AM SUPER SURE THAT THIS IS LOVE.

He holds her cheeks and keeps looking at her when she after a few seconds backs off saying,

VINNI: ANMOL DON'T DO THIS MAN! I CAME HERE BECAUSE I PANICKED THAT SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED TO YOU. I OBVIOUSLY CARE FOR YOU BUT I CAN'T..CAN'T, WE CAN'T GET BACK TOGETHER. I JUST CAME TO LOOK AT YOU AND YOU ARE FINE NOW SO I HAVE TO LEAVE.

[allthingsfangirl101]

AFS Chapter 8: First Big Event Together

Masterlist

"You sure you're okay with this?"

"I've told you at least a hundred times," Joe chuckled. "I've been to premieres before. Not as arm candy, but it shouldn't be hard. I just have to stand next to you and be handsome. Done and done."

"Ha-ha," she said sarcastically.

Joe's breath got stuck in his throat when Evelyn walked out of her bathroom.

"Can you help me with this? I can't reach the button at the back of my neck."

"Sure," he said, clearing his throat.

He stood up and wiped his suddenly sweaty hands on his suit pants. Evelyn had turned so she didn't see him shake his hands before reaching up and buttoning up the top of her dress. Joe tried to ignore the fact that his heart started beating faster as Evelyn turned around and smiled up at him.

"Evelyn! Joe! The limo's here!" Jane called from downstairs.

Joe laughed when Evelyn rolled her eyes. "What?" He asked.

"She always does this," she mumbled as she got her bag ready. "She has me wear the most expensive and extravagant dress she can find. Then she gets me private security and a big shiny limousine. It's ridiculous."

"No, it's not," Joe said, trying to make her feel better.

"She thinks I need to keep up some big facade and it's. . . Tiring."

Joe's heart sank into his stomach as Evelyn sat on the edge of her bed. He walked over and sat next to her. He didn't hesitate to reach over and grab her hand.

"I understand," he whispered. "Sometimes it's exhausting keeping up with our own facade. But you're better at it than I am."

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"You've kept your head above water," Joe explained. "I'm drowning in booze and parties."

Joe's heart jumped into his throat when Evelyn squeezed his hand. When he looked into her eyes, he saw just how tired she was.

"Joe," she whispered, his name getting caught in her throat.

"You okay?"

Joe hated that that was the only thing he could think to say to her. He knew she wasn't okay. He just didn't know how to help her. And he wanted to. Desperately.

"I hate this," she said under her breath. "The cameras. The questions. The attention. I'm so tired of having to put on a smile when all I want is a break."

"Why can't you take one?" Joe asked softly.

"Because Jane. . . There's always something new for me to work on. A new movie I'm being cast in. A new TV show they want me to guest star in. Another interview. Another surprise appearance. Another something. It never ends."

"Couldn't you tell Jane you want some time off?"

"Whenever I try, she has another job for me."

Evelyn got up and started to walk away, but Joe jumped up and grabbed her arm, stopping her.

"Evelyn, that's not healthy," Joe said. "You've been acting since you were a teenager. And without a break? You're going to either work yourself into the hospital or work yourself crazy. You have to take a break."

The way Joe was looking at her made Evelyn's heart rate speed up. His eyes were soft and full of concern.

"Promise me you'll take a break," Joe whispered.

"I can't," Evelyn started to say before he cut her off.

"Promise me," he said a little more sternly. "This job is mentally and physically exhausting. You can't keep going without a break, Evelyn. You deserve a vacation. Promise me you'll take one. Please, Evelyn."

"I promise," Evelyn whispered.

"You two coming?" Jane yelled. "You're going to be late, Evelyn."

Joe sent Evelyn a cheezy smile as he intertwined their fingers. He turned and started leading her downstairs right as her face started to burn.

They rode to the theater in comfortable silence. Joe was thinking about making sure he was by Evelyn's side all night and Evelyn was thinking about how hard Joe insisted she take a break from Hollywood.

"Ready?" Joe asked sincerely, finally breaking their silence.

Evelyn nodded, her face burning as Joe grabbed her hand. He got out of the car and helped her out. The second they stepped out, lights started flashing like crazy.

Joe wrapped his arm around Evelyn's waist and whispered in her ear, "Don't worry. I'm right here. If it gets you too much for you, squeeze my arm and I'll escort you off the red carpet."

"Promise?" Evelyn whispered, shakily.

"Promise."

Joe leaned back and grabbed Evelyn's hand. She smiled when he looped her arm through his. They started walking down the red carpet, pausing at all the right spots. People shouted questions that the two ignored.

They were three photo spots away when Joe realized that Evelyn slowly started to shake. He glanced over at her but she had on her perfect Hollywood smile. Without saying anything, Joe put his hand on the small of Evelyn's back and led her off the red carpet–just like he promised.

The second Evelyn's heels were off the carpet, she let out a sigh of relief. She couldn't find her voice, so she whispered.

"Thank you."

[corpyburd]

Yikes!!!

[resssistance]

Uno Shoma / FS 'Bolero' at NHK Trophy 2021 (x) (x)

[margirius]

- How bad does it hurt?

- Right now, when you're here, not as much.

[ia-bi-tia]

Ok so today was a disaster day for art HOWEVER it seemed to have been a good days for writing :^3

Here's a thing I wrote on my phone - a word vomit if you will

1, 691 words

I feel like you don't really need much backstory for this other than it's set like 6 months after their mother physically assaulted them and they stayed in the home of a physician. This drabble is about how they met Vedra. It's set in Nevinon.

(The whole backstory is coming just be patient and pretend like all this makes sense, thanks!)

They had been so silent for almost half a year - only a few silent words would leave their throat when they were spoken to by the physician or his wife.

"How are you feeling today?"

"Okay."

"Have you eaten anything?"

"Yes."

"Oh? What have you eaten?"

"Bread."

"....The bread is still intact, darling."

They didn't even have the strength to argue. They were so weak. They could barely leave the bed on most days. 

Their back was usually turned to their current guardians, always in a state of sobbing and trembling or complete and all consuming nothingness. They'd just stare at the white wall in front of them until their vision went spotted, and then they'd just keep going. The period was rough and any sense of joy seemed too far out of reach. 

The closest they felt to joy was the rare chances they got to visit the nearby city. 

It would usually be when the physician had work there and nobody could look over the child so they'd get the chance to explore on their own.

And explore they did.

Their lanky frame could be seen slithering around the streets, always covered and silent, looking up at all the buildings. The architecture was different from the farm they grew up in - it felt alive. 

They'd stroll down the streets and watch the people of it and listen. What lives these people led. 

With hearing only bits and pieces they could try to string together stories.

It kept their mind busy on those days.

These outings would spark the tiniest fire in them.

But it seemed so out of reach. So intangible to lead a life like that.

To be old and share gossip with an old friend.

No.

That wasn't for them.

They didn't know where they belonged, their imagination envisioning them maybe an hour in advance at most.

They wouldn't live to be sixteen. 

How could they? Life seemed to be out to get them. 

Would they stay in the house they were at forever? That would be so depressing, wouldn't it?

On one such day they found themself on the streets again. They heard the sound of an accordion coming from the square. They tried to push through the crowd to see the musician but were found lacking in strength as well as attitude to do so. 

They frowned and looked around to find a pile of sturdy looking crates. They clutched their chest as they climbed, still not trusting the injury they got a few months back not to burst if they pushed themself too much.

With a huff, they plopped down onto the crate, now with a better view of the show.

But it wasn't much of a show.

A boy maybe a few years older than them played the instrument, his legs crossed as he lazily played. Beside him was a badly put together bench with a big pot of hot stew on it. A girl about his age was stirring the pot, offering the food to anyone who passed. She held a polite smile as she talked to the would-be customers(?), but the second their backs would turn, her face would show the full extent of her frustration. She'd mumble something to the boy beside her to which he would only shrug.

The pair intrigued Ia and they couldn't keep their eyes away from them. They felt so alien to them yet the two also reminded them of their father so much that it made their chest tighten.

"Oi, you little rat, get off there!"

The sound of a merchant, presumably the owner of the crates, boomed from behind them. This frightened them and they lost their balance and they could feel themself slip from their seat, no matter the flailing of their limbs.

They fell ass-first onto the floor, a loud thud heard from the rubble. They felt their spine reset from the impact and tears started streaming from their shocked face. They tried to get up but a sharp, throbbing pain in their back stopped them in their tracks. All they could do was close their eyes and cry from the pain and from the humiliation of the crowd gathering around them. 

They didn't see the people who helped them up, but they knew their knees trembled as they tried to stand. They cried miserably, not sure what to do next. 

"Iotta!"

They heard the physician call out as he seemingly stumbled across the scene. He tusked as he took hold of them.

"What happened?! Are you okay?"

Ia sobbed and shook their head no. 

"Ay yai yai, we best get you fixed up."

The physician lifted them up bridal style to at least get them away from all the people.

Ia managed to catch one look of the two that helped them up - the musicians.

….

It had been a few days of them recovering. It wasn't too serious, their back was just a little beaten up.

They spent the period thinking about the musicians and what energy they possessed. 

The boy was the prettiest they'd ever seen - tall and lean with angular features. The way he was hunched over that stool was somehow both effortless and elegant.

The girl was an intrigue of her own. The roots of her dark hair were dark hair were showing under the copper red she dyed it in and her face was so expressive. She seemed discouraged by whatever she was doing, yet she stood tall and determined despite her short frame.

It had been a while since they felt the need to make friends.

Making friends. 

The idea seemed so far removed from what they had been experiencing for the last few months. As a child they loved walking up to the other children from the village. But now they weren't sure if they could do it.

But the human need was there and they were determined to fulfill it .

They rummaged the little belongings they had to find their father's tambourine. They hadn't touched it in almost four years. 

They dragged their fingers over the smooth, darkened skin of the drumhead. They seemed to have grown into it; the weight and size of the instrument weren't as awkward in their hands anymore. 

They struck the tambourine again their thigh, at first flinching at the loud sound but it soon turned into a wide, happy grin. 

Oh, how they've missed it.

Noise.

Perhaps it was the silence driving them crazy all this time. 

They messed around for a while, just enjoying the pure joy of making noise.

They left a note on the door as they snuck out. 

'I'll be back. Do not worry.'

They awkwardly clutched the instrument under their cloak as they threaded the well known path into the city.

Their heart raced. This was stupid. How would they even find them? What would they even say to them? What if they didn't like them? What if they were mean?

Though their mind was uncertain, their legs walked like no tomorrow.

It was late afternoon by the time they saw the pair at the beach a little far off from the docks. They had company. Lively company.

There was about six of them, all making music together around a campfire. 

They were all as varied and colourful as the instruments they played. The music was intense and rowdy and sometimes they would sing and other times they would scream. But it sounded so good.

Ia stood quite a ways back from them as they tried to catch their breath, watching them from behind the long curly mess that was their hair.

They battled against themself for an agonizing amount of time before taking a few steps closer. Then a few more. Then another few until the girl from earlier noticed them.

She squinted in their direction then smiled widely.

"Hey! How's your bum doing, kid?"

Ia freezed in their tracks, eyes wide like a deer's. Their mouth hung open but no words seemed to come out. Oh no. This was a mistake.

The girl stood up and walked over to them, head cocked to the side. 

"You feeling okay? Sorry if that was a bit-"

Her words were interrupted by them shaking their head.

"Okay then. Would you like to sit with us?"

A nod.

"Come."

The girl led them to a stool so they could sit down and she plopped into the sand beside them.

"Introductions, band!"

The girl called out and the whole group puffed up their chests and assumed soldier-like expressions.

"Anvil."

"Esfir."

"Apolonia."

"Ras."

"Mete."

"Vedra."

Ia watched them all, amazed at just the little glimpse of their dynamics. They were all so much different from the people they'd usually see as well as so different from each other.

They were surprised when Vedra looked up at them with an encouraging smile.

"What do you like to be called?"

The simple act of not asking for their name, but for what *they* wanted to be called gave them a new type of feeling. A new type of euphoria.

They stuttered, their voice so unused and unnatural.

"I-Ianais. O-or maybe only Ia."

Vedra clapped her hands together, her smile as bright as ever. They could notice one golden tooth in her otherwise impressive teeth.

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Ia. Say, what brings you to our merry little banď?"

Ia didn't really have an answer so they just shyly showed them all their tambourine with an honest and hopeful smile.

The group burst into cheers and laughter at the weird new kid in their company.

"One of us, it seems like."

The pretty boy, Mete, commented with a little nudge to their arm.

*One of them.*

Maybe their imagination could stretch their lifespan a little further. They'd love to see what it would be like to be seventeen. Maybe even eighteen.

They had never felt so relaxed and accepted, even with just so little.

And it gave their life purpose to know feeling like this was possible.

Little did they know they just met the rest of their life.

:^)

[knicks-knacks]

(creates an utterly unrealistic dream stud in the wardrobe) ah, one day 😊

[project-grayrpg]

I’m so cheezy.

and bad at editing too

[cottelini]

Boy Crazy 💗

[notlikegcds]

❛     you  stabbed  me!    ❜

Swords, Guns, and Axes - oh dear! / @agirlofwinterfellaccepting always

     Armistice said nothing with the child’s exclamations. blue eyes flick between her and the campfire that she had been occupying for the time being. The bandit turns and sets her bow along the over turned tree then props her foot along the top to lift herself up and thud down on the other side with a quick jump. She comes up to the tree where her arrow had pinned the littler intruder to a tree.

     She’s lucky, Armistice had aimed for the hip on a whim. Only reason it didn’t pierce flesh was cause she was too scrawny beneath that wear.

    The archer rips the bolt free and lifts it to examine the arrowhead. There is a moment of silence with the gauge of a slip of blood; just a scratch.

     “ You’ll live. “ Simple words, for a simple cut. Armistice sets closed fists at her hips as she looks down on the little one. “ Now tell me what yer’ doin’ creepin’ ‘round these parts at this hour?”

[obscurelyscandinavian]

“You are my radiant angel of mercy, and I know not how I came to deserve such a fate…”

@braincoins

This is the last sentence I typed for a fic, but you can't make me tag anyone 😜

[dreamystrz]

OKAY OKAY HEAR ME OUT-

I HAVE A POLY SHIP HEADCANON- AND I HAVE PROOF THAT IT MAY BE TRUE-

JANJA, CHEEZI, AND CHUNGU. HEAR ME OUT OKAY DON'T LEAVE JUST LISTEN-

LIKE I SAID A FEW POSTS AGO JANJA WOULD BE A TSUNDERE, SO HE WOULDN'T SHOW HOW MUCH HE LOVES AND CARES FOR CHEEZI AND CHUNGU. AND- AND- IN JANJA'S NEW CREW, WHERE CHEEZI AND CHUNGU WERE IN THE PRIDELANDS, THEY WERE DREAMING ABOUT JANJA

AND I FIGURED SINCE THEY'RE STUPID AF, THEY WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND WHAT LOVE IS, SO THEY'D THINK IT'S JUST FRIENDSHIP. BUT JANJA WOULD KNOW WHAT IT IS. I THINK IT'D BE A HILARIOUS YET CUTE SHIP

PLEASE Y'ALL JUST AGREE WITH ME 😭😭😭