#happy holidays b*tch!

[kissingdeadgirls]

it used to be that if i didn’t catch a reference on this site, i could safely assume it was some part of pop culture, but now in the 2020s all the normies are gone, and if i don’t catch a reference it’s with absolute certainty from homestuck

[dailyenglishvoca]

Today’s song is Happy Holidays, B*tch! by Hiyimi featuring the Vocaloid Megurine Luka

[lollipopliccer]

𝔘𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱m𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢 ❦

❦ warning lollipop chaos ahead proceed with caution...❦ soft dom nanami , set in a cabin , sex on the floor , praise , daddy kink , pet name usage , whiny reader , impact play . no matter your height or weight , nanami is taller and can bench you like a feather , idgaf .

word count ; 2.9k

black fem reader (still all can read)

lollipopliccer’s love note ❦ ... hiiii this is the first fic i'm writing, AAAAEEEE i'm so excited, & ofc my first fic is gonna be with nanami... this is me coping the best i can, cus when i tell you... its on site with gege akutami, ooooo. (ಡ᎔ಡ) anywayyy this fic is for me to live in my delusions, because in my mind nanami is alive & thriving and gege can suck it blehhhh. also my use of lowcase letters in some instances, (like when i type 'i', or when i make reference to nanami's nickname (kennie)) this is purposeful. in addition this is gonna b prt 1 cus this was long as hell (i wanted my debut to be perfect eeeee) okay byee and enjoyyy ❦

"No Kento the tree is all wrong, i want the tassels to sit that way and the bloody balls are wonky... no nanamiii, you can’t put all the pink balls next to each other" you whine at your man.

Nanami looks pointedly at you, so you check that tone, which he has reprimanded you on, more times than you can count, but you just love how nice it is to boss him around. Such a patient and caring man, he knew how tired his precious girl was from a full day of shopping for all the Christmas decorations (that naturally he paid for), and organising the Christmas celebration for the next week. so of course he made you sit down on the couch while he made you both hot cocoa and brought your fave choco chip cookies, and peppermint candy-cane treats. Even though you repeatedly protested, wanting everything to be perfect, he wasn't going to hear a word:

"Honey, you're going to sit on the couch. i will bring us both hot coca, then you're going to tell me exactly how you want this cabin decorated."

"-But"

"Do you understand y/n?"

"Hmph yes Nanami"

"Thank you my sweet girl"

"Oh go away" you beam smiling.

You were stubborn by nature, but Nanami always knew how to take care of you and how to get you to relax for him, pliant to his demands. It was easy to let Nanami take control of the decorations while you sat so pretty for him and demanded, and whined, about the hanging of the stockings being too crooked, or how the phat tree that reached the ceiling of the living room, wasn't giving the right vibes in his elegant holiday cabin, that he asked you to celebrate Christmas with him in. Nanami was perfectly content to fix it all to your desires.

"Baby i think you've rested enough, would you like to help me decorate the tree?"

"AAAAA YES!" you squeal, as you jump up to go and help decorate the tree with your lover. But you can't help but notice how the tree seems to tower over you, as it seems that Nanami’s sheer height has created the illusion of it being normal-sized. You almost swoon.

"EEEEE that's perfect Kento, okay you have to make sure the pink star is placed at the very centre, or else i will legitimately die"

"Tch" Nanami rolls his eyes, but you still catch his smile peeking through, completely enamoured by you.

The cabin was breathtaking, even better than you could've imagined, with Nanami taking the time to ensure everything was as you wanted. Oh, how he made your heart swell.

"Do you like it, baby?" Kento asks you with genuine uncertainty as if you're not literally at a loss for words. He pulls you into a hug, holding you as you rest your head on his chest feeling completely content.

"kennie..." you whisper, "you make me so fucking happy." You can feel him bring your bodies so close together, your proximity to him makes you grow restless- nuzzling your head into his neck. You're welcomed with a wave of his cologne, filling the air with its sensual, rich woody scent. Oh, how he intoxicates you.

"i'm glad to hear that my love." he replies, while you take the time to appreciate him by kissing down his neck, trying your best to mark him just a little bit. Even though Nanami tried to avoid visible hickey marks around his neck, he can’t help but respond with a hiss, sucking in his breath in anticipation of you. He can't blame you, he would never blame his princess, not when you just get so desperate for him; Making it so hard for him to keep his composure.

"Baby, i should feed you first, hmm? You haven't eaten all day and i know you're exhausted from shopping."

You hold Nanami tighter, almost clambering up him like a tree, getting needier and needier for him as he carries you with ease, whilst kissing his neck earning a little moan from your man "mmmno kennie i want you to play with me, hold me please" as you brushed your chest against his.

Holding and caressing your face, how could he deny you, "Sweetheart..." he utters with both your faces so close to each other. The peppermint engulfs him, making his mind run frenzied with filthy, tempting thoughts of all that he could do to you.

"Please daddy," you whine as you run your pretty acrylic nails (that he paid for ofc) through his golden, luscious hair "i promise i'm okay, kennie i swear, i just need you". Even though Nanami is usually the first to say what you need, you know just as well what makes him weak for you.

Kento already losing his resolve, completely melts you into a kiss. It starts off slow, and sensual, but it is intense- oh how it turns you to goo, butterflies fluttering all around.

The kiss grows in intensity as you both grow needy, feeling him through your matching shorts. You try frustratingly to rut against his dick which makes you gasp and whine, but Kento's having none of that whining, biting your lip in retaliation. His princess is going to be good and patient for him, just as he likes.

"I've got you baby, hold on to me okay", he brings you both down onto the carpet, next to the fireplace, right under the Christmas tree. At this angle, you're able to feel him consume you, and how his hard cock rubs your swollen, aching clit over your shorts, you can practically feel his tip already leaking with precum. It's so hard to control yourself when you're with him, he takes such good care of you, and it simply makes you want him inside of you constantly.

"Pleasee" you whine as Nanami grinds against you and kisses you like he's starving, you can hardly breathe. Trying to keep up, you can't help but grab and pull his hair, his top, his pj bottoms, fucking anything-

You whine, trying to get him as close to you as possible, but it's never close enough,

"Patience princess", he begins kissing down your neck, and this makes you melt, surrendering to his control. "That's it baby, mmm i've got you, just gotta be patient for me. Daddy' s going to take care of you, promise." Nanami soothes, though his words do anything but calm you, you moan demanding more.

All control leaves you, feeling a sudden heat as you whine and pant, craving more. Nanami, usually so put together, is losing his composure to the point his throbbing dick aches just at the thought of his tip feeling your warm, sloppy pussy. But he never rushes, no he is thorough, and meticulous in all that he does for you, he will work you till you're fucking broken. A fucking mess.

"What did i just tell you, mmm baby?, i want you to be patient for me, my pretty girl thinks she can be good for me?” *bite*

"Ahhh, yes daddy" you moan, wincing from the mild pain of Nanami's bite on your neck, tethering him to you.

You know how good he rewards you when he has his way with you, how he makes you fucking drool all over him, oh you want it so bad.

"That's my girl, pull your shorts down." As he does the same with you, you watch his body and how he's decorated with your hickeys, his beautifully built body, towering over you. And as he takes down his matching pj bottoms you can see the print of his throbbing bulge, leaving a wet spot from where his impatient tip is begging to be wrapped in your tight, warm pussy.

He knows his demand makes you think he's going to fuck you stupid on his cock, that is always a struggle to take, but he knows what's best, he knows he's going to work you rigorously, till you go dumb for him, his pathetic little slut- he'll scoop you right up and feed you full...

Nanami will have you at his pace. Will work you at his pace. That's when he cradles your head into such a deep kiss, stroking your tongue with his, having your saliva mix together - so messy. So dirty. He watches as a string of spit appears between the two of you as you pull apart; he can't help but push his two fingers past your soft lips.

"Suck."

Without hesitation, you take his fingers into your mouth, coating them with your saliva. You just want to show him how you'll take anything for him, how perfect you are for him, how happy he makes you.

"That's it baby" he praises as you start moaning on his fingers like a starved slut, while he squeezes and lightly strokes your thighs with his other hand. You start moving your hips trying to get him to touch you where you need, oh where you need him so badly, it fucking aches, "daddy, it aches please, please touch me", you mumbled. You look up at him, to watch how his eyes are hung low, yet so intense, and his soft lips, glistening with your last kiss, have you hypnotised. Completely enchanted by you, he won’t make you wait much longer, he never wants to make his baby suffer.

Nanami brought his fingers out of your mouth, while he gripped your plump thighs and he couldn't help but take a bite. Licking and marking you so close to where you needed him. He knew you couldn't take it, he knew how he drove you fucking crazy. It was punishment, punishment for making him so easily swayed as his lady, his soon-to-be wife. The way you mewled and whined made his fingers itch to stuff your pretty little mouth again, his fixation on them was maddening. But he's made you wait long enough, he won't toy with you, not when he has to touch you, feel you, or he might burst.

"So fucking greedy" he chastises, whilst gently bringing his wet fingers down to spread your soaked lips apart so that his middle finger lightly brushes against your clit. You gasp at his touch, igniting your whole body, while Nanami watches intently, taking you in completely; "m'not" you whine,

he leans over you while his fingers take the wetness, only slightly dipping inside, to tease your needy little hole for him to toy with your throbbing clit.

"No baby?" Both of you face-to-face, he circles around your sensitive clit - you gasp and moan, for Nananmi to be right there ready to have you, holding his mouth so close to yours while you struggle just to take his fingers on that tender clit. You move your hands into his hair once again feeling so soft beneath your fingers, making him tingle while he feels your pretty nails tug.

"No kennie, i only wanna please you". Nanami responds to you by sliding his fingers into your soaked pussy, having your wetness give off a little squelch in his motions. This forced a whimper out of you, so soft, so fucking whiny "that's right baby, you're my sweet. girl. aren't you? So. good. for me. isn't that right?" Punctuating each beat of his words with the stroke of his perfectly fitted, long digits that always reach where you need them most, places where you could never get, places that get you so needy and impatient for more, that you begin clutching his shoulders, digging those pretty nails down his back, just how he needs.

"Nghhahh ken-, fuck daddy aah"

"Answer me." he reprimands, smacking your sore, marked-up thigh, once again making you remember how he's trained you, his perfect princess.

"m'sorry, daddy" you're panting - trying so hard to stay focused, trying not to lose it so quickly, so pathetically, just from a few pumps of his fingers in your sloppy pussy, his pretty pussy. "Yes daddy, i'm only good for you, only you kennie" you mewl.

Nanami, gives into you completely, enveloping you in a passionate kiss, bringing your tongues together, stroking against each other. He mirrors the curve and dips of his tongue with his fingers, bringing his thumb to your clit disciplining you like his perfect slut, while he plays with your little bundle of nerves, just how he wants. While he curves his fingers to find the spot, oh that spot that makes you lose your fucking mind, that you can no longer kiss him how you want, so hard for you to keep up. You've given in to him, so pliant for him to play with. You sob, gripping and clutching even harder onto his back, making him hiss and moan in pain. You can both feel his bulge grow impossibly hard, oozing precum on your plush thighs that begin to shake.

"Sshhh baby, i've got you, daddy's got you mmm,"

"nngh ahh kennie i can't, please... ohhh ffuck" you sob rolling your head back and arching your back so pretty for him

"i know baby, i know, but you're gonna take it for me, won't you?" Nanami brings his other hand to pull and hold you down so you're laid out for him, putting some pressure on your pelvis so you feel what he's doing with you more intensely.

Your pants, your moans, whines, Nanami soaks them all up, going straight to his throbbing cock, aching in pain. Wanting nothing more than to stuff you so fucking full, and coat you all over, with his cum, make his cum fucking leak out of you. So you're a drooling mess on his dick.

Alas, he is a patient man.

"Please, i can-nghh can't" you whimper, trying to hold his hand, to get him to slow down, even just a little, just to take it a little easy on your aching pussy.

"Move your hand." he says it so sternly it makes you almost fucking orgasm squeezing your knees together and mewling like a fucking slut. Nanami immediately slaps you (softly whilst still stern), the sting making your eyes prick with tears immediately making you regret your actions,

"Daddy m'sorry" you sob, all while he doesn't let up from fucking your sore little pussy with his fingers. Make you take them without complaint because that's how good girls behave. He separates and holds your thighs apart warning you,

"If you try that shit again honey, i will hurt you, do you understand?"

"Yes sir" you whimper, averting your eyes from him and biting your lip to still try and muffle your moans

"Look at me y/n... there's my sweet girl" as he removes his hand holding your thighs to stroke your face, bringing his thumb to your mouth-

“-Suck baby", and of course, his thumb is in your mouth without a second thought. you suck and moan on his thumb so pretty, while his other hand toys with you. Unrelenting, firm and yet still soft, Nanami holds and fucks you like the most delicate slut, his only slut.

"Daddy- fuckkkmngh ahh" Nanami can feel your pretty pussy clench around his fingers, gripping him in so perfectly so that he finds that little spongey spot, that only he gets. At this point, you're already a blubbering mess, but once he starts to stroke up on your g-spot- so deep. so firm. you feel as though you're going to fucking combust. You grip his arm so firm you almost try and wiggle away, Nanami has gotten you so sensitive it's almost hard to take

"i know baby, fuck, i know..." he softly whispers in your ear, as your eyes roll to the back of your head, your mouth falling agape whilst his thumb is still on your lips, causing some drool to pool down your cheek. You look so beautifully fucked. Nanami is holding on by a thread to not flip you over and genuinely fuck your brains out, he wants to make you come over and over, one after the other, but he will never rush, he is a thorough man.

"... you'll take it for me though, i know you can baby" he softly groans, whilst rutting his pulsing dick on your thighs slightly, his tip so pretty turning red whilst it gently hits the flush of your thighs, angry and throbbing.

"Oh my god aaa fu-kennie! daddy aa-" Your legs start twitching, white borders building as you start tearing up from pleasure. You quickly bring your arms around Kento holding on to him, begging him not to stop, he couldn't possibly do such a thing, he wants you fucking cum drunk.

"I've got you baby, let go, come for me mmm," he says after kissing your forehead so softly, while your hips buck and your body twitches, you're barely coherent, blubbering and begging to cum.

"There's my good girl, you're going to cum on my fingers" keeping his fingers firm and steady, curving into your tight little fucking pussy, while circling your puffy clit so perfectly. You clutch and keen onto Nanami, leaving marks all over him that sting so badly. You look so wildly desperate to simply fuck yourself till all your thoughts are on him alone. But it's when Nanami begins biting and marking you down your neck- exacerbating your pleasure, making you tingle all over as your nipples perk up. Your head falls back to expose yourself to him, moaning and whining to his surrender "Daddy-" you whine "I'm gon- gonna cum" as you finally cum undone, spiralling- you sob wantonly, cumming with a loud whimpering cry.

Having all your pleasure gush onto Nanami, as he fucks your mess back into you slowly which makes you hiss from overstimulation.

"Sshh baby, you made a mess all over daddy, can't have it all go to waste mmm? i have to fuck it all back inside, gotta take care of you mm" he whispers down into a kiss holding you in place while you whimper... so fucking sensitive…❦

[leighlew3]

Friendly neighborhood blob here again. I'm not from the US. So I have no real clue what Thanksgiving is about 🙊. But I do understand holidays get complicated when you're going through what you're going through. I've been through something like that a couple years back and I remember a very dull and sad Christmas. Just here to say much love 💜. I hope you're taking care of yourself. And I hope you're having a good time with your cats and your work and everything, all things considered. I hope you get at least some sense of momentary peace among all the craziness. Take care Leigh.

PS : The tattoos are cool.

Thank you so much for your kindness. 💜

It’s true, the holidays have been especially hard. But it’s to be expected, I suppose. And I’ve been working with my therapist on all of this because the first holidays (or any holidays and special days but especially these first ones) after losing the most important person in your entire life can definitely f*ck you up. Grief is truly a b*tch.

I was actually doing adequately “ok” lately but then all last week and these days leading up to Thanksgiving, I was crying every single day, missing Mom. But when I spoke to my therapist about it because I felt frustrated and like I was going backwards to a worse time or whatever, she made the great point to me that you can’t look at those things as a setback. That all of this is like a journey and it’s going to be up and down but just because the darkness hits again doesn’t mean that you’ve reverted back or that you’re getting worse or that you’re not making progress with the grief. If anything, the fact that you can have those really dark moments again, but still keep going and not crumble and not slip into self harm or whatever else… shows progress overall. So, yeah it truly is a process. I tend to be somebody who likes results and to fix things, etc. And tbh, I foolishly viewed grief as if it was something to conquer, and then move on from. But the reality is there’s not really any getting past it entirely. It’s always there. The pain of loss, missing somebody… it’s always there. Just like trauma. You just learn how to live with it more and more over time. 

Anyway, I got to spend Thanksgiving with my nephews and some friends/found family. I may not have hardly any family anymore, and I actually have no immediate family anymore, but I have a lot of people in my life that are truly good human beings who truly care, and I’m super grateful to have them. And this includes random strangers to emerging friends on the Internet like yourself, who have been so kind through all of this… the community around here and on Twitter and within the fandom, etc who have given me so much love and support during the worst time in my life. I can’t even express the gratitude properly, but I’m sending a huge thanks to all. Truly.

So, yeah, I’ve just been trying to focus on my nephews, my friends, my writing and a lot of exciting things that are happening around it, and yes, my two bat crap crazy cats. 😂💜

Lastly, thanks! I waited a significant portion of my life to finally get tattoos, alas I’m glad I did because I’m really happy with them, as they turned out great and mean a lot to me…

P.S. It is very true btw that if you get one, you’re going to want more. I now have three and there’s a fourth one I’d like to get soon, and who knows beyond that. 😅

[love-bokumono-fics]

Fresh Crops! December 18 - December 31, 2023

That last of 2023's newest fics and chapter updates for Harvest Moon and Story of Seasons on AO3!

Her Voice Within - by syavwits; Complete, 7/7, 15k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Back To Nature Relationship: Claire the Farmer/Gray; Characters: Claire the Farmer, Pete the Farmer, Gray, Rick, Kai, Cliff, Doctor | Trent, Mary the Librarian | Marie, Karen, Popuri, Ann the Innkeeper | Ran, Elli | Elly, Manna, Duke, Doug | Dudley, Old Ellen, May | Mei, Stu | Yu, Zack, Won | Huang, Anna, Basil the Writer, Saibara, Harris, Gotz | Gotts, Kano, Louis the Entomologist | Chuu, Greg, Barley | Mugi, Aja | Adge Additional Tags: Friends to Lovers, Romantic Soulmates, Soul-Searching, Mystery, Mute Protagonist, Found Family Summary: It's not that Claire can't talk, she sometimes speaks yes, but only when she really put all her energies to do it. Then there's Gray, the stoic guy with the famous resting b*tch face, he doesn't want anything to do with anyone, everyone, even the new girl although she's… cute. While Pete tries to save his farm, he also confides in Claire and asks her help to search for his unknown childhood friend, his first love, who apparently is one of the girls in Mineral town?!? Will Claire manage to find Pete's long-lost Best friend? Will Claire find what she truly desires in her second chance at life?

Cooking Lessons Part II - by blushroomx; Complete, 1/1, 3.5k

Rating: Not Rated; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/F Fandom: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Flora / Vesta; Characters: Flora, Vesta Additional Tags: Fluff and Angst Summary: The sequel to "Cooking Lessons", Flora's POV.

Restraint - by MidnightArrow; Complete, 1/1, 4k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life, DS Cute Relationship: Celia| Cecilia / Marlin | Matthew / Pony; Characters: Marlin | Matthew, Celia | Cecilia Additional Tags: Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Tragic Romance Summary: Cecilia studied the area where his fingers met her wrist. The farmer's face flashed through her mind. She thought of the long afternoons they spent analyzing Matthew's stray touches and unexpected smiles, the farmer gushing over his every move. She thought of Matthew beaming at the end of the aisle on his wedding day. She thought that she couldn't love Matthew if he went any further.

We're Friends - by dicelady20; Complete, 1/1, <1k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Friends of Mineral Town, Kill la Kill Characters: Matoi Ryuuko, Gray Additional Tags: POV Third Person, Double Drabble, One Shot, Friendship, Gray, ryuuko Summary: This drabble is an aftermath of an incident, where Gray (Harvest Moon) saves Ryuko (Kill la Kill). Now she returns the favor and drags him to a closed mini-mart.

Rainbow Curry - by Anonymous; Complete, 1/1, 2k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Multi Fandoms: Grand Bazaar Characters: Hansel, Gretel, Daisy, Ivan, Freya Summary: Oliver sold Anita's peculiar grass collection, and now she's upset because she needed them for the rainbow curry she always prepares during the holidays. Oliver ventures into the city with Daisy and Ivan to find new ones for her.

Sex for Christmas - by Daryls_Favourite; Complete, 1/1, 1.5k

Rating: Mature; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationship: Daryl /reader; Characters: Daryl, Reader Additional Tags: Sex, Fucking, Oral Sex, its just a mature one shot x reader, Unprotected Sex Summary: It’s Christmas time in the valley, and this more demanding reader-chan is gonna get what she wants

Out of Reach - by MidnightArrow; WIP, 5/11, 2.6k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Fandoms: Sunshine Islands, Island of Happiness Relationships: Chelsea/Vaughn | Waltz, Sabrina | Sefiina/Vaughn | Valts, Chelsea/Mark, Mark/Sabrina | Sefiina; Characters: Vaughn | Waltz, Chelsea, Mark, Sabrina Additional Tags: Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Romance, Friends to Lovers Summary: "What's it like to be in love?" Chelsea and Vaughn share a bittersweet moment in the meadow that slowly unravels their friendship. Will something new take its place?

Live a little, love a lot - by IslandsOfAvalon; Complete, 1/1, 7.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Categories: F/M, Gen Fandoms: Trio of Towns Relationship: Female Farmer/Wayne; Characters: Wayne, Female Farmer, Original Female Character(s), Ludus, Ethan, Yuzuki, Lisette, Siluka, Stephanie Additional Tags: Stephanie doesn't speak but I mention her enough that she counts, and a good few others who're mentioned but don't speak!, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Alternate Universe - Rodeo, That's right folks this is a Rodeo AU, I call it "the Trio Rodeo", Fluff, Country & Western, Rodeo Competitions, Cowboys & Cowgirls, Alternate Universe - Western, Horses, Horse Racing, I spent so long doing research for this please let it pay off, I sneaked in a little bit of Lisette x Ludus because I'm soft, Dancing, Love at First Sight, because he is and I will repeat a dork, Not Beta Read, no beta we die like my crops the second the season changes, I spent way too many hours listening to country music while writing this Summary: There used to be magic in their world, once upon a time, and it’s widely accepted that magic is still very much present even if humans no longer have the ability to use it. Wayne blames magic on the way Hinata falls off his horse, boldly wrestles a steer to the ground as fast as he can manage while the animal struggles valiantly against his hold, and somehow makes it away completely unscathed.

Twice Shy - by JillOfAllTrades__x; WIP, 1/2, 6.7k

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: A Wonderful Life Relationships: Molly/Matthew, Mark/Cecilia mentioned; Characters: Muffy | Molly, Marlin | Matthew Additional Tags: Unrequited Love, Hurt/Comfort, Heartbreak, Drunken Confessions, Christmas Party Summary: Last Winter Forgotten Valley bore witness to Mark and Cecilia’s nuptials, leaving two residents reeling from the ceremony. A year later, Rock’s impulsive Secret Santa holiday party gifts them the potential for closure.

Home For The Holidays - by TheBeckster; Complete, 1/1, 2k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: Gen Fandom: Grand Bazaar Character: Lloyd Additional Tags: Ranch Story Secret Santa 2023, cozy vibes, coming home, home is where people love you Summary: After a long time away from Zephyr Town, Lloyd returns just before Starry Night.

deja vu - by FountainOfDreams, pinkfrogsndaylilies; WIP, 2/?, 3.4k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings; Category: F/M Fandoms: Animal Parade, Tree of Tranquility Relationships: Angela the Farmer & Kevin the Farmer, Candace/Kevin the Farmer, Angela the Farmer/Chase, Everyone & Everyone; Characters: Angela the Farmer, Kevin the Farmer, Hamilton, Gill, Chase, Candace, Wizard Gale, Witch Vivi, Harvest Goddess Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Cross-Posted on Wattpad, Sibling Bonding, Past Lives, Alternate Universe, Crossover, kind of, Evil Plans, replaying the games and felt motivated to repost this, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags Are Hard, Slow To Update, Older Sister Angela the Farmer, Brother-Sister Relationships, Chatty Cain, being revamped as we speak Summary: Siblings Angela and Kevin move to Castanet, a faraway island in the middle of nowhere, to start their new lives on a farm. Their days passed peacefully, everything the same as the last; wake up, water the plants, care for the animals, give Chase his marmalade, visit the town, repeat. It was all very...familiar. One day, a strange small fairy showed up in their kitchen in the middle of the night looking anxious, and scared? Something wasn't right about this town, and Angela and Kevin now feel obliged to get to the bottom of it.

The Princess and the Carpenter - by SymphonicFantasia; Complete, 50/50, 7.5k

Rating: General Audiences; Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply; Category: F/M Fandoms: Magical Melody, Save the Homeland, Hero of Leaf Valley Relationship: Dia/Kurt | Hayato; Characters: Dia, Kurt Summary: They weren't so different from one another although others may not think so. Just because she was a "princess" didn't mean that the carpenter didn't belong with her. It just took a bit of chiseling to see who they really were deep down. And even then, they would only show those halves to one another.

[maguro13-2]

Kyo : Happy White Day, Athena!

Athena : Oh thank you, why didn't you say so? (Pulls out a Hammer) But I believe that it's a smashing fact that it's my birthday, b*tch!

Kyo : Well crap. *ZOOM!*

Athena : Hey, where do you think you're going, pal? You said it's white day on March 14th, but now it's my day to make you go white, smashing your colors alright! *ZOOM!*

[Hammer theme plays]

Kyo : Hey! Help! No, Athena! Please, simmer down!

Athena : You forgot about the most important thing about my birthday! Everyone is doing the White Day tradition while you forgot to go and get me a birthday present! I will never ever kill you til you give me a birthday present!

Kyo : Wait! I can work this out! So help me, I will--Put down that hammer!

Athena : Hey, Kyo! Where do you think you're going!? Hey, come back! You still owe'd me a gift!

Kyo : Please, no, Athena! Not like this!

Iori : (to the viewers) Well, this is the last time we the people of SNK had celebrated our own birthdays on every holiday for each terms of that.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY ATHENA ASAMIYA!"

[f1uckinghell]

The pups growing and seeing their family getting bigger is so cute. Love the fact that Charles remains a bad b*tch in his high heels and everything, Max and Daniel still taking care of their pack even though they are getting old as well (the sleeping instead of having sex lmao, these idiots can't keep their hands of each other). Another beautiful fic. Thanks.

Merry Christmas!

Thank you! Happy holidays to you as well 🥰🎄

[smokeybrandreviews]

Steady As She Goes

We’ve entered the lean times for Azur Lane updates. It’s Lunar New Year and, being a Chinese game, the staff is off for the holiday. That means content has been fee and far in-between. That hasn’t stopped Manjuu and Yostar from dropping a pretty solid event to commemorate the season. Now, i generally don’t go for these particular events because they are very much Chinese focused and i don’t have any attachment to my Dragon Empery dock so these last few weeks have been basically me cleaning house, shoring up other docks, and focusing on the grind. That said, i have made strides in a bunch of different aspect of my game so this is kind of just an update post.

The Happy Lunar New Year event was whatever. I mean, i participated with everything so, you know, i unlocked the majority of Accumulation ships that were available. I made a run at the banner and unlocked both Super Rare offerings pretty early. Like, immediately. On my first roll. Theseus was kind of a bonus, i wasn’t really trying to get her, but having Kuybyshev tumble right after was everything. A few days later, on routine roll for my Dailys, i popped Hwah Jah but, like, who cares? I’ve decided to focus on my Northern Parliament dock now that i am all caught up with the Iron Blood so the only ship i actually needed was Kuybyshev. My darling Deutsche always take priority but, since i only have to focus on new KMS events, (I'll get to that full update in a minute) i opted for the Ruskies as the next focus. After the Krauts, their aesthetic is my favorite in the game. I am a sucker for ice and dragons so that entire Fleet is right up my alley. Plus, i am lousy with Chkalov Blueprints so it makes sense. I’m actually finished with er construction at this point, all that’s left is the grind for those goddamn Experience points. Everything else has been completed so, once i finish my current Iron Blood grind, I'll let those Russian boats have some time in the waters.

Speaking of Iron Blood, I've come A LONG way since last i checked in. All of my SR ships are max level, in every way, with the exception of those subs. However, with the advent of the new Seasonal Cruise, i was able to max two of them to 125! Subs are a b*tch to accumulate Experience with so the fact that i have all of them topped off for the immediate level up once i get enough Cognitive Chips to do so, is a miracle. My hard, arduous, work has given me the opportunity to add U-47 and U-96 to the ranks of my 125 battalion. On top of that, the Cruise has made a massive dent in my pursuit of Rainbow Priority V Blueprints. I already has enough to complete Fried’s newly added Fate Simulation so the focus has been on Aegir this entire time. I am eighty-seven away from maxing out her own Fate Simulation, whenever that sh*t decides to drop. Speaking of Aegir, her new costume, Golden Dragon Among Auspicious Clouds, is f*cking awesome! That sh*t hits all of the notes, beautifully. It also helps that she’s animated in all the right places. Also, Prinz Rupprecht's new duds are adorable, too. The second i saw that The Gate Dragon's Advent cheongsam, i needed. So i got it. That means all my Prinz girls have an Live 2D costume so you know i am all in a tizzy about it!

All in all, the first few weeks of 2023 have been mildly eventful for me on the Azur Lane front. Love the Friedrich update. Love the new costumes for Rupprecht and Aegir. Definitely enjoyed adding a brand new Northern Parliament boat to my dock. I am pleased with my overall progress in terms of KMS development and always love a brand new Seasonal Cruise release. Seriously, it’s been a day and I'm already at fifty-two. Ya by don’t f*ck around with them sh*ts, man. They are too rich in treasure not to. While i don’t give two sh*ts abut the Dragon Empery in any form, i am glad to see they are getting a bit of love. I actually have all of the available ships for ROCN and didn’t actually know it. Like, I'm missing Harbin and that’s it. F*cking ridiculous, man. I’m an accidental completionist over here. Still, it’s been a productive few weeks since i last checked in and i am okay with that. Hopefully, we won’t have a KMS or SN event for a few months. I need to stockpile my Cubes and Finishers again. That eighty build mission hurt the pockets, man.

[takasugi90]

Kariya and Utahime's first meet

Somewhere in Kyoto, early September, 1997

Kariya went to the rooftop of his school to spend the rest of his lunch time as usual. He started looking at his quiet surroundings until he sat down and prepared to open his lunch box.

However, suddenly someone else came to that place.

"Eh?" She said. She was a girl who seemed to be slightly older than Kariya.

Kariya looked at her, and the girl also looked back at Kariya. They both stared at each other for a few moments.

Then after a while, Kariya greeted the girl, "Umm... Good afternoon, Senpai?"

The young girl with long purple hair greeted Kariya back, "Ah, good afternoon. Etto... Weren't you the one at the Tsukimi Festival that time? I still remember your hairstyle."

Kariya was a little confused hearing those words "Eh? Have we met at the Tsukimi festival? Sorry, but I can't remember. But last year I did go to the festival with my brother."

He couldn't remember ever meeting her before. It seems that practicing how to use his cursed technique with Jinichi made him go senile.

"I don't usually meet other people in this place. You may sit here, Senpai." Kariya said kindly.

He seemed to be in a good mood at that time. You can see it from the way he treats her. His reason for going up on the school roof was to find peace, and now he allowed someone he just met to sit with him.

After getting permission from Kariya, the girl sat next to him, "Have you been here often before?"

"Yes. " Replied Kariya.

"Heeh? Why not eat with the others? You're a first grader, right? Don't they want to be friends with you?" The girl looked curious.

"No, I just like to be alone. Previously I also ate in the school canteen. It's just that eating alone in this place tastes much better." Kariya replied while opening his lunchbox.

He then stopped for a moment because he remembered that he did not know each other with the girl, "Oh right, Senpai. I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Kariya Zen'in from class 1-A."

The girl then introduced herself after him, "I'm Utahime Iori from class 4-B. Nice to meet you, Zen'in-kun."

Since then, Kariya and Utahime have always met on the school rooftop during recess to chat while eating their lunch. Usually Kariya would only talking about the news on TV with her, although Kariya more often only heard Utahime talk about baseball and football.

According to Kariya, hearing her talking at that time can be very pleasant. When he was with Utahime, he never felt empty or alone again.

Days passed, and today was the first day of school after the 1998 New Year's national holiday in Japan.

That day was the first time Utahime discussed the world of Jujutsu with Kariya, "Zen'in-kun, you are from the Zen'in family, right? My father said, Zen'in is one of the big four Jujutsu families. Does that mean Zen'in-kun can also use the cursed technique?"

Kariya didn't expect Utahime to know about Jujutsu. Kariya was very happy because he finally found someone other than his family who knew about Jujutsu too.

"Whoa! Senpai knows about Jujutsu too? Yes, I can use my cursed technique. Look." Answered Kariya enthusiastically.

Kariya clenched his left fist. He attempted to focus the flow of his cursed energy on his palm. Moments later, he finished using his curse technique. When he opened his fist, there was already a small piece of citrine and tourmaline fused together.

"Tch, I still can't separate them, these two stones are my special elements, they should be separate. This yellow stone is citrine, and the red one is tourmaline. My father said, if I keep practicing I will be able to make any object out of these stones with my curse technique." He says.

Utahime was impressed by Kariya's performance, "That's great, Zen'in-Kun! You will definitely become a great Jujutsu sorcerer in the future."

Kariya's heart felt very happy hearing that praise. It was the first time he had received praise for his cursed technique from someone other than his father and elder brother.

Smiling gently, Kariya replied, "Thank you, Senpai."

He looked at the crystal and gemstone cluster in his left hand for a moment, and then he handed it to Utahime, "This stone is for you, Senpai. You've been my talking buddy up here for months. I like it. Once again, thank you so much."

[imaginationstimulation]

GIFTING FLEETWOOD MAC’S THE DANCE TO MY MOTHER | by Spencer Silverthorne

— after Chad Bennett’s “Silver Springs”

I bought my mother The Dance for her birthday the year I got into pop music. I wasn’t allowed to watch MTV most likely because it was too sexy and irreverent, but one day I got tired of being in the dark when a boy said Dookie.

I didn’t know my mother listened to pop music because she listened to NPR. She considered herself pretty centrist. I popped grapes as she drove me to the bus stop while Steven Inskeep interviewed an animated representative. Lessons in illuminating, interrogating, or mollifying lies. We only had 30 seconds left until the bus came. Another day where I never knew what was next. It was a battle of interruptions and I wanted to listen to Y100.

Everyone was tired of Beavis and Butthead. I still could do an impression of Beavis and would pull the back of my shirt onto my head to say cornholio. Everyone laughed or told me to f*ck off. I had no idea what I was doing. I was just trying to get boys to like me in the worst possible way.

The boys must have known something that I did not know.

Peter Jennings said Congress wanted to rid the world of Beavis and Butthead. They would rally from time to time.

I used to gift my mother portraits of our family depicted in front of our house. Everything, including our bodies, was constructed out of boxes. Just in case anyone would forget, I identified a mother, father, son, and god with terrible penmanship and indicating arrows. Dots for eyes, one above an up-slanted eyebrow, nails for hands, roof unfinished. I didn’t know how to draw and my mother later discouraged me from pursuing a career in the arts.

My mother said Pink Floyd and Fleetwood Mac were her favorite bands. That fall I wanted to dress up as a hippie for Halloween. My mother asked her best friend to send her bell bottoms with all kinds of patches on it. One patch had a peace sign, and another had a happy face from what I remember.

I drew them all over my margins and on the brown paper that covered textbooks. I didn’t know the origins of this sign. I didn’t know that Gerald Holtom wanted everyone to read the letters N and D into the symbol that originally stood for nuclear disarmament. I did remember one boy telling me that the symbol was fascist. I did remember thinking he was an *ssh*le and then wanting to jump into the TV screen to escape his lies. It would be better there, and I could learn about everything.

The boys must have known something that I did not know.

A few months before I bought my mom The Dance, another boy from a stricter family than mine lent me his copy of Dookie. I wondered how he got this tape because both our parents hated cursing in music which is why they sent us to Catholic School.

Twenty years later, and five years after my mother’s death, a member of my family would yell shut up you f*cking liberal b*tch to a newscaster on NPR.

I heard boys say Green Day Rules on the bus but I couldn’t remember what they said sucks. I liked the Elton John song on the Lion King soundtrack. I thought the piano was moving because I played it. Middle C, but the wrists are wrong! Life swoons in epithets. I learned enough to pound along. I kept my mouth shut because I misheard Day as Bay.

I did not know their f*cking rules at all.

In the mid-90s my father was always traveling to Green Bay, Wisconsin. He gifted me a keychain of a football embossed with the letters GO PACKERS.

I don’t know how to invite anyone to this poem, because I was obsessed with the line from the song, I found out what it takes to be a man/Mom and Dad would never understand.

These misunderstandings between Bay and Day were apparent in my composition. I went to the psychiatrist to interpret patterns like any other art f*g in Catholic School.

I starred as Rudolf the Rednose Reindeer in the Christmas play. My mother couldn’t attend because she was recovering from chemotherapy.

It’s a story that’s told every holiday gathering. My father is exhausted from bringing my mom home from Pennsylvania Hospital and I come off the Bryn Mawr bus to remind everyone that I’m Rudolf. My mom remarks O Yea I Forgot to Tell You, and this is where my father goes CONK! To describe how my mother passed out. And everyone chuckles.

This story is told over and over so that the sting of the grief softens. The way the body has been thought of as a system that needs continuous repair. The hospital, chemo, vomit, sallowness, weight loss mitigate symbols within a sphere of knowledge. Illness, care, and survival involve symbols that have the strength to evade meaning but the sting remains.

I have told friends that grief is a monster. That’s the only thing I can really say about it. It’s not a monster with recognizable scales, but a deadening shadow akin to what I picture as an angel of death. Except no letter to save the day.

I struggle to write about my mother, my father, my family, my solitude, my rage. Those long bus hours, the moments I was told not to cry, not to act out, to pray, to feel shame, to suck it up, you have to suck it up, as she would say as a lesson from firsthand experience, probably from chemo, and to be good, to be so f*cking good, like a god everyone wants to be.

“I just wanted to be wanted” like a bad Frank O’Hara misquote, like his acolytes, like the other men writing like him. 

I often misinterpreted goodness with disappearance.

Every time I left the house, my mother, like any other, would say, Be Good!

[via: Verse of April]

[smokeybrand]

Steady As She Goes

We’ve entered the lean times for Azur Lane updates. It’s Lunar New Year and, being a Chinese game, the staff is off for the holiday. That means content has been fee and far in-between. That hasn’t stopped Manjuu and Yostar from dropping a pretty solid event to commemorate the season. Now, i generally don’t go for these particular events because they are very much Chinese focused and i don’t have any attachment to my Dragon Empery dock so these last few weeks have been basically me cleaning house, shoring up other docks, and focusing on the grind. That said, i have made strides in a bunch of different aspect of my game so this is kind of just an update post.

The Happy Lunar New Year event was whatever. I mean, i participated with everything so, you know, i unlocked the majority of Accumulation ships that were available. I made a run at the banner and unlocked both Super Rare offerings pretty early. Like, immediately. On my first roll. Theseus was kind of a bonus, i wasn’t really trying to get her, but having Kuybyshev tumble right after was everything. A few days later, on routine roll for my Dailys, i popped Hwah Jah but, like, who cares? I’ve decided to focus on my Northern Parliament dock now that i am all caught up with the Iron Blood so the only ship i actually needed was Kuybyshev. My darling Deutsche always take priority but, since i only have to focus on new KMS events, (I'll get to that full update in a minute) i opted for the Ruskies as the next focus. After the Krauts, their aesthetic is my favorite in the game. I am a sucker for ice and dragons so that entire Fleet is right up my alley. Plus, i am lousy with Chkalov Blueprints so it makes sense. I’m actually finished with er construction at this point, all that’s left is the grind for those goddamn Experience points. Everything else has been completed so, once i finish my current Iron Blood grind, I'll let those Russian boats have some time in the waters.

Speaking of Iron Blood, I've come A LONG way since last i checked in. All of my SR ships are max level, in every way, with the exception of those subs. However, with the advent of the new Seasonal Cruise, i was able to max two of them to 125! Subs are a b*tch to accumulate Experience with so the fact that i have all of them topped off for the immediate level up once i get enough Cognitive Chips to do so, is a miracle. My hard, arduous, work has given me the opportunity to add U-47 and U-96 to the ranks of my 125 battalion. On top of that, the Cruise has made a massive dent in my pursuit of Rainbow Priority V Blueprints. I already has enough to complete Fried’s newly added Fate Simulation so the focus has been on Aegir this entire time. I am eighty-seven away from maxing out her own Fate Simulation, whenever that sh*t decides to drop. Speaking of Aegir, her new costume, Golden Dragon Among Auspicious Clouds, is f*cking awesome! That sh*t hits all of the notes, beautifully. It also helps that she’s animated in all the right places. Also, Prinz Rupprecht's new duds are adorable, too. The second i saw that The Gate Dragon's Advent cheongsam, i needed. So i got it. That means all my Prinz girls have an Live 2D costume so you know i am all in a tizzy about it!

All in all, the first few weeks of 2023 have been mildly eventful for me on the Azur Lane front. Love the Friedrich update. Love the new costumes for Rupprecht and Aegir. Definitely enjoyed adding a brand new Northern Parliament boat to my dock. I am pleased with my overall progress in terms of KMS development and always love a brand new Seasonal Cruise release. Seriously, it’s been a day and I'm already at fifty-two. Ya by don’t f*ck around with them sh*ts, man. They are too rich in treasure not to. While i don’t give two sh*ts abut the Dragon Empery in any form, i am glad to see they are getting a bit of love. I actually have all of the available ships for ROCN and didn’t actually know it. Like, I'm missing Harbin and that’s it. F*cking ridiculous, man. I’m an accidental completionist over here. Still, it’s been a productive few weeks since i last checked in and i am okay with that. Hopefully, we won’t have a KMS or SN event for a few months. I need to stockpile my Cubes and Finishers again. That eighty build mission hurt the pockets, man.

[happymediumclub]

In Defense of Spreading Holiday Cheer Fear

Low-stakes ways to feed your inner villain during the happiest time of the year

By Happy Medium Club’s resident Scorpio, Samirah 

Before you @me, you should know that I actually love the holidays.

I thrive in busy, high-stress seasons of life, and usually appreciate the chaos that inevitably comes from spending too much quality time with family and friends. But here’s what I do hate about the holidays: the cultural obsession with being “nice.”

This time of the year and the expectations that come with it are difficult for me for many reasons.

a) mental illness

b) stress-induced tension in my interpersonal relationships (a byproduct of your mental illness)

c) resulting feelings of self-hate that I usually can’t shake until a priest draws those little black ash marks on my forehead (iykyk)

Don’t worry—I’m fine!

I’m not a mean person. Neither year-round nor seasonally. I just personally find it hard to be nice all the time. I can’t possibly be the only one, right?

I feel like that’s a totally fine thing to admit about yourself?

All that to say, after many years of practice, I’ve fine-tuned a very emotionally immature way to help myself survive this time of year the best I can.

You can call it being a Scrooge or a Grinch, or maybe just a capital “B” (put some respect on it!) B*tch. I like to think of it more like microdosing meanness. It’s a tried-and-true (by me only) method, totally not backed by science. It’s a way of helping me cope with the pressure to be endlessly kind during the holidays.

Like microdosing herbs, psychedelics, or prescription medications, the idea is that low doses of unkindness help boost my overall mood and promote emotional balance. In layman’s terms, I just sprinkly dinkly a little bit of meanie weenie here and there.

Before I pass along my wisdom to you, let me again reinforce that this method is not backed by scientists, doctors, or blessed by any sort of mental health expert.

Nonetheless, here are four easy ways to microdose meanness during the holidays.

These tactics (probably!) won’t get you disinvited from Christmas dinner next year. Good luck!

1. Get Drunk & Say Mean Sh*T

Let’s start with the simplest one that even the most genuinely nice person can easily execute. Actually, this one works best the nicer you are! I’ll caveat that this one actually does NOT work if you are either a) too mean or b) too frequently drunk. 

All you have to do is have a little bit too much spiked dairy-free egg nog and then let ‘er rip. I like to add a playful little “just kidding” at the end to take the edge off for both yourself and the victim. This beautiful touch was inspired by my mother-in-law. Now, this isn’t a tactic you can overuse, but do feel free to dip your toe in with different groups and see how she feels!

2. Drive a Wedge

Not going to lie, this one takes a bit more scheming, so it’s not for the faint of heart. However, it does do double duty for those of us with certain compulsions by occupying more mind space. This one is especially for those of us who tire of caving on our own plans for the holidays in order to appease others. Have a controlling family member who is never happy unless things happen exactly the way they want? Let’s take them the f*ck down.

Say your mother insists on hosting your family’s Christmas morning brunch at her house year after year, even though all of her children are adults and live in separate homes. You’re tired of waking up early and being forced to wear your old Church clothes— just to only be assigned to bring orange juice for the mimosas.

I’d take a simple 4-step approach.

First, agree graciously.

Second, assume you’re not the only one who is pissed. Start by talking shit to your sister with a new baby. Chances are she agrees, so there’s your first opportunity to plant the seed of resentment.

Then move to the next household. Tell your three adorable young nieces that Santa has been holding back on their gifts because they don’t know where grandma lives, so they’ll cause enough chaos to sufficiently stress your sister and brother-in-law.

All you have to do now is sit back and enjoy the show. Depending on how your family deals with emotion, it will either be a shouting match or a cold war. Either way, call yourself T Swift because you are a friggin Mastermind. 

3. Pick a Punching Bag

Ideally, you’re punching up, but that’s not always possible.

But you can make a deal with a good, understanding friend who takes it like a champ. I’m not saying my friend Dom is a punching bag, but he wants to be! Dom likes the attention. Do I sometimes exploit it? Probably, but I do my best not to.

And in all seriousness, Dom’s ability to be a sturdy, yet vulnerable friend who isn’t afraid of my many emotions is incredibly valuable to me. I call this person a punching bag only for the sake of this article, but as described, it’s obviously not a fair position to put your friends in. However, the idea (the hope) is that this person is willing to look past some of your holiday misfires and give you a safe space to display your hostility. 

Like with any of these, don’t overdo it, and don’t take it for granted. At a minimum, buy your punching bag a Starbucks gift card or a pack of Shiner Cheer for their efforts. 

4. Say Nothing At All 

Just get drunk and go to bed early. To cause maximum chaos, be asleep during key moments. Family game night, last leg of the White Elephant exchange, family photos. You get the idea— be strategic. The best part about this one, for the attention whores, is that people will constantly be asking about you and wondering where you are. Let them talk.

Happy Christmas, Grinchie Winchies!

[thriftmoda]

How Britney Spears Made us Write a Blog on Tumblr

Hi and welcome to our very first Tumblr magazine! As Thrift Moda we are so happy to present you this, we hope that you will enjoy it. Today we are going to talk about Britney Spears, an icon from the 90's and 00's.

Over her 20+ years in the public eye, Britney Spears's style has not disappointed once. As a conclusion of this we, Thrift Moda Family, wanted to entertain and educate our lovely customers with some iconic stuff about Britney. What can we say, we love the pop culture. From her matching denims -which was a huge thing- to her sheer mini dresses, there are lots of fashion to unpack here. Where to begin?

-For us, the most iconic thing was the schoolgirl outfit from the gameschanging music video "Baby One More Time" (October 1998) I mean, how many times have we seen it as a holiday costume? 1000 maybe?? I can see it ONE MORE TIME tho.

-Do we all remember that frosty blue eyeshadow from 90's? If the answer is no, let me help you with Britney's red carpet in September 1999. She definitely did something there.

-There was a time when everyone wore sparkly tank tops. Yes, Britney did that too. I-C-O-N-I-C.

-Yes,Britney, you definetly are. (September 2004)

-FUN FACT. Paris Hilton said that Britney and her INVENTED the selfie! Did you know that they were besties back in 2000's?

-Me when "Work B*tch" was released;

-In addition, did you know that Kenzo and Britney made a collab? IT HAS A DENIM BIKINI! We are all aware of Britney's love for denim right?

When I say Britney's love for denim, I mean this;

-There are many more things to say about her (probably about her mantal breakdown but we respect that so) but it's all for today. Let us give you guys a fun fact about Britney as a closure, did you know that Britney auditioned for The

Notebook? THE NOTEBOOK? Can you imagine?

Well, whatever.

Stay with us while we keep doing this fun email magazine with you. Thank you for your participation, please feel free to give feedbacks! Last but not least dont forget to visit us if you want to find some pieces to look like Britney in 00's.

Bye!

[mbrainspaz]

eh... maybe I made the wrong call on this relationship biz. Let myself be optimistic and enthusiastic about a stranger for a few weeks. Should’ve known that doesn’t work. It’s just not my life. It’s nobody’s fault, probably. I’m sure I seemed a little alarming for actually caring. I mean... pffft. I can’t just meet someone who seems amazing and smart and talented and passionate and want get to know them better. Who does that? Heck, maybe he feels the same way about me and we both just suck at communication. Not that that helps. I can’t handle the anxiety. I just wish I was surprised. I still wear my soul on my sleeve and since that’s always going to be too much for everyone else... well... it’s enough for me.  anyway. Excuse me while I go chant “relationships only distract from art” over my eggnog for a bit. Then I’ll turn up the cheesiest old dubstep I can find and get back to work. 

[apollostears]

BIRTHDAY B*TCH [ jjk ]

↬︎ anime: jujutsu kaisen

↬︎ featuring: toji, nanami, choso, geto, & gojo

↬︎ warning(s): drinking, swearing, weed, violence

REQUEST. i would looooove to see like for ur birthday u make the boys go clubbing with u and ur girlfriends like their reactions to seeing u all dressed up and dancing with friends

PLOT. it’s your birthday and a new club opened up just in time!

ADVISORY. reader is female and black unless stated otherwise.

college series

➟︎ now in the nanami household, your birthday was a national holiday.

➟︎ it ended up on a weekday so you didn’t celebrate til the weekend, but that did not stop them hoes from waking you up at midnight to wish you happy birthday in a very extravagant way.

➟︎ besides the amount of gifts you would get throughout the month [ + the birthday trip your ‘sugar daddies’ got for you as a surprise ] this weekend the guys got you and your girlfriends entrance to the newest club.

➟︎ now, you have dressed up before but this was your birthday and a whole new you showed up that night in the living room of y’all’s apartment. jaws were on the motherfuckin floor. gojo’s dramatic ass was clinging onto geto for support.

➟︎ toji hit you with the “where you think you’re going?”

➟︎ they were just stupidly shook. you were both amused and annoyed cause they make it seem like you a caveman that don’t know how to dress.

➟︎ gojo got you a party bus and y’all went to pick up your friends before heading to the club.

➟︎ y’all pregamed so fucking hard on that bus!! choso and tia, one of your friends, turned into professional strippers off of three shots of d’usse! the drive to the club was thirty minutes and you guys honestly made the most out of it.

➟︎ you, geto, nanami, leah, and kiara managed to hit two blunts in rotation by the time y’all got there. when i say y’all asses would’ve definitely went to jail if the cops were out!

➟︎ it only got worse as the night progressed 💀 toji got y’all the best vip section with unlimited bottle service plus other exclusive club access and the dj sang happy birthday to you.

➟︎ somehow, you and gina ended up taking belly shots off each other and two other random girls. gojo definitely got all of that on camera. geto and choso were catching ass from tia and leah, while gojo was out looking for pussy and kiara was his wingwoman. leaving you with nanami and toji and they were such dads!!

➟︎ there was no way you were leaving that club with dick. toji’s scary dog privilege, literally deflected men from you left and right. adding on nanami’s looming presence and you might as well wear a chastity belt. but you honestly weren’t really complaining because hanging out with the two dads was a lot of fun.

➟︎ toji danced with you most of the time, which was fine bc he’s actually good at catching ass buttt are you honestly surprised??? hmmm no.

➟︎ choso got into a dance battle with two other people and you joined him to even it out and y’all literally wiped the floor with them bc y’all did a rendition of the scene from white chicks.

➟︎ somehow, geto managed to get himself on one of the stripper poles and was literally giving folks a show with one of the other dancers. you have never seen so much money thrown at one man in your life.

➟︎ you and your girls had a dance circle when the dj played your favorite song and had everyone lit af.

➟︎ nanami had gotten approached several times like he was a bodyguard 💀 so many people were asking for escorts to their cars and ubers home or even to report a dispute. like it was hilarious but in true nanami fashion he fulfilled everyone’s request with a blank ass face.

➟︎ things were going really well until the tail end of your night. went kiara accidentally spilled her drink on some girl and they got to scrappin. now, y’all were gonna let her handle her shit bc kiara got hands and it was one on one, until the other girls’ friends jumped in and y’all had to as well.

➟︎ gojo was too busy recording while the boys tried to break y’all up as security was bustin through the crowd. all ten of y’all left that bitch so fast 😭 it was like cockroaches moving when the lights come on!!

➟︎ to end the night, you guys went to this 24 hr ramen shop and just ate, got more drunk, and had a good time. there was definitely a big pile of sleeping bodies on y’all’s living room floor.

and yes, gojo farted throughout the night.

NOTE. thank you for the request!! <3

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[jamespotterthefirst]

The First Snowfall

Book: Open Heart, Book 1 Pairing: Dr. Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Dr. Lilac Allende) Rating: T Word count: 550 Warning: Slight language Collection: Holiday Masterlist Premise: She’s never seen snow before.

Author’s Note: Lilac is your typical SoCal b*tch who’s never seen snow. Dedicated to Kelsey @takeharryandgo​ who always makes fun of me when I say it’s cold outside (at 50 degrees F or 10 C lol). 

Derry Roasters, well known for their delectable coffee, is also notorious for their excessive holiday décor. The moment they step into the tiny space, Ethan's eyes are blinded by the multicolored Christmas lights and the explosion of tinsel everywhere. The upbeat tune of "Little Saint Nick" rings loud and true over the bustle of the busy coffee shop. Even the air smells of cinnamon, gingerbread, and every other spice associated with the season.

Ethan is more than happy to leave it all behind as they exit the shop minutes later, coffees in hand. Much to his private disappointment, however, his pretty companion fails to comment. She is too busy grimacing as a gust of icy wind hits her.

“Fuck, it's cold!”

Ethan raises an eyebrow and she looks suddenly bashful.

“Sorry, I forgot you were my boss.”

“I'm not concerned about your language. I'm worried about your gauge for what you consider 'cold.'”

“I'm from Southern California. Anything below fifty is freezing.”

Ethan shoots her such a scandalized, incredulous look that she laughs, her breath swirling before her. As she sobers up, she looks around as they walk, taking in the barren trees with a pensive expression. Ethan glances briefly at her, suppressing the way his stomach dips.

“I miss home,” she admits quietly. “This is the first Christmas I spend away from my family.”

Ethan says nothing, unfamiliar with the feeling of homesickness.

“Perhaps you'll begin to think of this city as your home.”

Lilac moves her gaze from the twinkling lights of the trees down to meet his eye.

“Do you?”

He furrows his brow in confusion.

“Do you see it as your home?”

Ethan had never considered the question before. Boston is a beautiful city, one where he worked and paid taxes in, but was it home? He wasn't even sure what the word truly meant in its entirety, but he did know, beyond doubt, that there was something missing to consider that place truly his home.

“Not quite.”

Another formidable gust of wind sweeps through them, making Lilac shiver. She clutches her coffee with shaking hands, desperate to hold on to any semblance of warmth.

“I don't know how you guys live with this cold!”

“For one, we wear proper apparel. Like scarves.”

Before Ethan can fully think about what he's doing, he pulls his cashmere scarf over his head and carefully drapes it over her exposed neck. The feat is an easy one given that Lilac is shorter than he is. As he works, his knuckles brush against the jut of her collarbone, making them both freeze.

Their eyes meet for a moment too long. Every nerve ending in his body is hyperaware of close they're standing to one another. If Ethan completely forgot himself and allowed the spell of those green eyes to fully envelop him, he could kiss her.

“Wait,” Lilac whispers, eyes moving to something above his head. “Is that snow?”

Ethan follows her gaze skyward to catch the first dusting of snow flutter to the ground. Lilac's expression is one of pure wonder as she traces the tiny flecks with her eyes. It occurs to Ethan that this is the first true snowfall of the season.

“You've never seen it before?”

“No. Never.”

For a moment, she closes her eyes, allowing the snow to fall and melt on her cheeks, her lids, her lips. Ethan watches, envious of their privilege to feather her skin with caresses.

“I've never seen anything so beautiful before,” she comments with a small laugh.

Ethan says nothing, disagreeing entirely as he looks at her, blissful in the snow.

A/N: Someone help this man. He’s falling faster than the snow.

This was nothing but I was compelled to write it. 

Thank you for reading!