#i didnt intend to finish today but it fits!

[scribblekitteh43]

happy pride month

[driflew]

it is six sentence sunday! i wasnt entirely sure what to post today... yes, i posted a new fic, but i wrote most of it a year ago, so...??? but ive decided to go with six fun facts for traitor phil au

1. wil’s dialogue at the start... i didnt say it in the actual fic notes, bc i wasnt 100% sure i remembered it right, but im pretty sure its transcribed from the actual stream

2. the short scene w quackity and “how would you like to be our edge?” was supposed to be a Whole Scene, according to the way my doc was spaced, as i leave double spaces in places i mean to add more. i dont know what i wanted to do, though, and i thought it worked well enough, so i just let it stand.

3. i believe the “he even invited me back” might have been intended to have more as well as a full scene, but i dont remember. i actually considered ending the fic there, but i liked what i had for the shapeshifter interaction, tho the scene was unfinished. i decided to finish that scene and post the whole thing

4.. everything after the line...

“Didn’t realize bee farms were that complex,” Technoblade mutters. Phil shrugs. Whether that was intended to be an out or not, Phil is going to take it.

...was new and written for this. thats why theres a jump in the scene--i didnt know how the scene was meant to go after a year, so i just did a short skip

5. the thing about Philoctetes was transcribed from this video, with some changes either to make it read more natural or fit better in the convo. so its like, 80% transcribed and 20% altered. in that video he also talked abt medea being betrayed, and i thought abt doing that instead for Foreshadowing, but.... this one was sillier, and it was the first story i thought of when i thought abt techno talking abt mythology. it might not be thematic, but its very charming (to me), so i thought it actually fit more. the fact he shortened the guy’s name to phil sold me on it tho

6. my fave scene in this au was def techno’s execution, im sad i never got to it. i love emerald duo so much man. i think the only thing i was 100% confident on in this entire fic was techno’s voice, i was SO proud of how his dialogue sounded

[aphrorite]

-ˏˋ sweetheart diaries ˊˎ- #4 !! 🌷🌸🎀

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⋆ ✧₊ may 24th 2022 ☀️✨🌷 ⊹ɞ

hello diary ! its been sos long sinc ive wrote here :S thahts okay though, life gets busy soemtime and sometime i not able to write becos of it <3 today was great!

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hmmm where should i start disry ?!??! i havent seen u in so long ))): i lay on teddy comfy back as i weite this bc he make a fluffy cute pillow and he is so generous 💕💕💕 i luv teddy .

umm so the last time i weote was on may 14, si mayb i make list of notable thing ! here it is (:

felt sick one day so stay home n then m found out ir was plumbing day

my cat discover new window n he lobved it so much. was up on bhis tupy toe n was enjoyin fresh air .

had olumbing com over n get toilet fized >_>

may 15 made toast n agua for meself on a lil chop boar dn enjy brekafast

may 17 i groute d my mosiac media ezploration . i did an ugly magenta tbh and it iddnt turn out how i intended but then again ir was only media ezploration )): next time i go fir darker grout. here was finished mosiac before grouting

may 17 at work befor my shif i also saw thes realky chte tanks !!! i trie them on but they didnt rlly hav my size n the pink didnt look as nice as i thought it would but the white did n the blue ehhhh ,, here they r ! i also found out my fav coworker too has the same disorder as me and i felt not so alone knowing tht . it made me feel like someone understood my struggle an di am so grateful to have a coworker like her. i am not happy that she suffers with the same issues but i am glad thqt we can both fight our hardships together . <3

may 18 very sad day ): am work very hard on makeup but had not so good time at school dance so was vert sad. m felt very out ofnplace )): but in hindsight, m also call tht one guy n ask if hed like watch stranger things this friday ! so we hav that day for him n i <3

may 19 m thought of very cute leggings, leg warmers n new aesthetic more , so now am want to change my room up and go for my pink idea ! i always felt bad for wanting it to be all pink ebcause it doesnt necessarily align w my feng shui but i wa s like , “ let me stop confinin myself “ , so im plan 2 get cute pink posters (n design them,) more ffske folliage, hanging plants , lace curtains/ transparent , pink rug and wayyy more plushie !!!

may 19 i also went get my mediciatuon refile , they gav me 67 when they meant 74 but utl l b ok cos i up dosage upon next appointmen maot likely ! i also saw pretty lipblam 🥺🥺 may 19 i paint my mosiac frame black !

fri may 20 i wok up too late 2 get ready n missed bus so instead of adking relativ who im not fond of,,, I WALK 3 KM!!!! 3000 m in 40 minute to my school n cross highway ^_^ it acc big feat for me bc ive never cross highway bflre when walking n also NEVER have walk that much in ine moring. i was determine to get to school and i did !! did NOT MISS SCHOOL !!! 😎

fri i also went to awerie n se etheir flare n i tried them on and i relalt like d them !!!! i didnt buy them rhoguh becaus when i tried to it didnt work out bc theyw erent accetin phon paymen t / it didnt work ): so i put on hold.

fri was grwat doe cos i ALSO MADE MY LUNCH !!!! LOOK LOOK LOOK. IS SO PRETTYYYY I SO HAPPY BOUT IT ! i wish i had sandio lucnh box tho so i will get one soon. is was yummy bc usuall i wake up too late to make lunch ): so i had ice tea , 2 pb sandwich, cheeseit, breton veggie cracker, granola and croutons ! yumyum

friday i work bery hard in fitting room to make sure every cloth wa s detail so i proud myself ^-^ i sad tho bc on fri i found out my one friend isnt who she rlly was n she like dark humor for attention which made me feel really invalidated )): so i never hangout w her anymor and gonna distanc

saturdy i did pintwrest, made new board n cleaned up pinterest but still hav to work on it, clean some cameraroll, shop n hav fun ! i thin k i also watch show another close friend n i kinda hav lil crush on him ))): we wathc 5 episode n fall asleep in calls o i b his alarm clock . funny thin is tho before we hungour he called me while i was showering n it was funny cos i was wondering ‘why my music so quiet?’ peek out curtain and see a pleasant surprise ! i told him call me back doe cos ofc i busy cleaning meself !!! hmph , we laughed abt it tho cos😁 i was happy he called me tok bc he was on my mind n i always wish hed call instead of me doing it first . n then later he put me to bed cos i got drowsy cos mediciattioon aargeghh but we spend whole day together <3 n i folded my cloth too! i also look at more room inspo n made list for wht i want to buy !

sunday i did LOADDDDSS of math hoemwork n i so proud myself for it , i finish and got caugh t up! sister b so kind n she help me clean room , so i fibish xleaning and also DID MY LAUBDRRRRYYY I SO PROUD I HAVENT DOBE THT IN FROWVER

monday i fibisb painting , did more pinterest work on spotify n look at shein for little, n during weekend i learned how to weite upside down ! coolio . i slso took walk, wore cute outfit black stocking w plaid skirt black sweater and white collar and did my makeup 😋 i soend time wi my cat too !! i also did sims 4 reblogging on other acc hehe

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n now we in present ! today i wore the same fit i wore the other day bx ir wasntn dirty, woke up in time but had trogbl gettin out of bed bc it was rlly cold. blanket so warm so i lau at floor of staircase burrowed in blanket cos ellie so warm aargrggh then got ready.

i didnt hav kuch in lunch but moma camw in cluctch with making more pasta so i toon tht for work n also had breton cracker n 2 made good granola bar.

i brin canvas n wallet cos today i want handed in. y canvas n buy the flare legging ! school was good n i did really well in math w anawritjng question and understanding material :3 i so happy abt that bc usually i feel like i am strugglin behind , but my misophonia kept kicking in ),:

theguy still havent stopped courhing and the orher person vocal tics (whxih i know they cant help) relaly made me angry . i know not to be angry and i am not acc angry at them rhouvh it is very irritating ): ofc i am bery stonefave so no one can tell i am angry , and plus i dont want to make anyone sad .

art class went bot so well ): ,, i was finishing my sides and the sand when I accidentally tip uellow paint all over my cabvas 😭😭 theguy who sat across fron me was kind and saved my canvas from fultl flipping over , dude had great reflexes but there was a big fat blob of yellow pajt on floor witb some splatters . it got over my canvas so i had scrapped off w cardboard n then scrapped the paint w the cardboard off the ground and back jnto fhe conrainer, and then i use dawn soap, brown paper towel and sponge to scrub dub dub, and then u couldnt even tell it was there . i am proud for cleaning ip it sow ell but i think mybe god was telling me tht i had to do one kr more finishing touches, sooo i went to work w canvas and home w it, and also saw dat my framw wasnt black emigubso i brough it home too to paint it more black.

i bough flare legging tho, got free agua at satrbuck bc i forgo watnottle, had starbuck popcorn (yumyum i luv popcorn !) and it wa great!!! 🍿💛

hehe, i felt so pretty wwaring the legging rht i wore it to work hehe and i got compliment on mt outfit too. i favetime sisrer during lunch too. and guess wha diary? i ddi amzing at work today :33 i also listen to my sleepy agedre playlsit rn while i write this !

i did 3 stock boxes in 30 min!!! thrts 10 mins for wach unpacking, and then i hung then up n tagged them all by myself ^w^ i was so proud tht i got it done (securi tagging in 57 min, total time took for 3 boxes is 1 hr 48)

my ocd was kicking in ahain with the number of aecurity tags i had and it was a little difficult but i trudge through it n tried to not breakdown over it n so i didnt !! i also met new coworker today, her name angelina 😇

i was so happy tht i did it i felt unsfoppable, n i got praises for my pretty painting from wmployees when i walk into shops n also praises from my coworker s n pll were impressed that i did stock so quicj so i very proud ^⏝^ i put clothes out on sales floor too but at end of shift i went back to get my canvas cos i forgo x_x

when home came my ankle pain rlly kcike din bc it was sore during my shift n still hurts as i weite this ))): hopefully i sleep it off n it go away . i didn do much homeworks until 7 ish but i still trusges through my sampling math homework and painted my frame black and fixed my painting yellow mistake n then got ready for bed 💤💤 i beush my cat today too n he got lots fur, i saw him climb up a carpet n it remind me of spiderman !! he gwtting realt confident n it make me happy

i felt little meh abt wanting to self care but i pushed myself to do so ! 😼 so i lotion my sof skin, gargle w mourhwash, brush teef brush hair n then got into bed w comfy comforter ! i also went on walk w sister n went barefoot, got feet dirty but i wash it before bed, n also walk in grass which is theuropedic !

anyway diary, i look at list, go use lou, and shop for a lil befor ebed. love u!! i check in once in a lil bit. baiiii!!!! 👋👋😴

p.s ⭐️🌻 i forog mention, AHHHH kendrick lamar is in town soon !!! when i am not agedre/agere, i would LUV to see his concert n i think i migh b able go so im gonna b stoked for that OMGOMOMG 🌼💛

╭┈─────── urs truly, ࿐ ˊˎ-

╰┈➤ sweetheart xx

[the-ginger-is-loose-again]

Just finished rereading the Uglies series (from Uglies to Extras, I just saw today that Imposter and its sequels are in the same world, will get on those next) and I'm so glad I did

I remember reading them as they were coming out, my last two are hardcovers cause the soft wasnt even out yet, so I had to have been around 12 or 13, and there was a lot in there that had obviously stuck with me over the years. I didnt remember everything, or even a lot of things, but the themes of being too hard on your "ugliness" because of what society told you, trying to fit into the little boxes and always be perfect, always trying to be right and wanting to run away when you're proven wrong, they stuck deep within me.

Uglies has what I will always think is the most memorable book opening I have ever read, its actually why I reread it. My coworker and I were doing something in a biological safety cabinet at work (let's just say, brains can kinda look the color of cat vomit) and I said as much. We laughed as I explained the book to her, how it had my favorite opening line, all the tech I could remember, and she immediately went home and bought them. She's been ahead of me the whole time, but we have both finished now and have been talking about it.

I had remembered the cat vomit, the hoverboards, the counterclockwise time telling eye jewels, the brain eating nanos, etc, but I almost wish I could remember more of what I had thought about Tally and Shay. This time around, I think I was a lot more sympathetic to Shay. I had always been on Tally side, understanding that she wasn't perfect and had made bad decisions, but was genuinely trying her best, and couldn't quite understand why Shay couldnt look past her own problems to see Tally's.

Shay and Tally were almost destined to be together, they clicked so well in just a few weeks, yet they never got fully on the same page. Once one would come to an understanding of the other, something would change, something would be done or said and they'd be off kilter again. Shay believed so heartily in the paradise of Smoke, she couldn't see why Tally would come to "rescue" her. She had been told about it for months and had already been there for days, once Tally saw Smoke, she agreed that it was important and not something to be rescued from. But Tally had made her choice from a small room in an unknown building surrounded by people engineered to be predators, how do you explain that to someone when you are so far removed from that fear? How do you get someone who is already mad at you about something you didnt start (read the room david) to listen to you longer than the initial "hey I WAS a spy, but now I'm not I promise"? She is 16 and has never been taught the social skills required to get through an ugly conversation because they are told that that's not going to matter after you've turned, why develop the skills?

God, when they are pretties and they start getting bubbly enough to fight, it just didnt feel like a fair fight, they are both trying to deal with partially remembered fights that were never resolved while piling on a new one, and nothing ever gets fully explained! And we the reader get to sit there knowing none of this is truly Tally's fault, but Shay is as justified in her anger as any of them. Shay was the first to be forced under the knife, she had her rightful feelings dragged from her, made to be pretty friends with the girl she still felt had betrayed her. Tally should have pulled Shay in much earlier, she says they didnt because they couldnt count on the others stay bubbly, but if she hadnt been attached to Zane she might have noticed that she already was. And if that was a real concern, her and Zane should have been split up and divided amongst them anyways. Again, I get it, 16, even if they arent pretty headed, they're still stupid. That being said, I wish the books had a longer timeline, the first 3 should have been more than a year long.

Shay introduced Tally into everything they did, and then had to watch as Tally surpassed her and saw that Tally was always given and surrounded by these special circumstances (pun intended). The only time she is consistently ahead is when she is engineered to be so, and even then they are so messed up they can't have single conversation! Their brains get so scrambled that Tally still just focuses right on Zane cause it was the only time she could remember being stable, however vague the memories are, when Shay wants her to focus on her. She didn't have David treating her seriously or Zane treating her bubbly, she had Tally, who listened to her, who talked with her, who trusted her and was trusted in return. Tally who was her friend, until the next thing happens and the next problem occurs before the last one has even ended, and the next time their brains got scrambled and fixed and changed.

I just realized how valid Shay's feelings were this time around. Her reactions may not have always been, but she was wrestling control of her life back inch by inch in the only ways she knew how. They were purposely not taught how to function and I just cannot express enough how very much their brains were fucked with before they had even fully developed, not to mention the lack of support prior to the surgeries that meant they weren't developing healthily anyways! She just needed someone, anyone, looking out for her, where were the adults, oh right, performing these atrocities! These were children!!! Every choice was made for them and then they were manipulated until they were forced through a hole in a way that made them feel like it was their idea or their only option.

[sanchoyo]

danny phantom season 2, ep 12-16 thoughts! these episodes, in comparison to the first 10 or so, felt way more laid back and low-stakes, which I appreciate sometimes. I didn't appreciate how lazy jack's halfa design was in masters of time, it made me so annoyed I redesigned it. 👎🏻 u_u

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-'picking a fight with me and my upgraded form!' 'you upgraded to a mullet?' DANNNNY. YOU CANT SAY THAT TO TECHNUS. YOUVE HAD A MULLET TWICE NOW ('fun' split danny, and evil future danny BOTH HAD THEM). I HAVE THE RECEIPTS.

-danny seeing technus hurting valerie and yelling I AM GOING TO BREAK YOU IN HALF. SAMEEEE <3

-axion labs is now a part of vladco. FUCK YOU VLAD. hes not even really IN this episode, but just thought I'd throw out a nice fuck you anyway.

-'capable of blasting a single person into space in (2) minutes!' tucker. that would kill someone. i mean yeah they might get to space, but theres NO WAY THEY WOULDNT CATCH FIRE, OR THEIR ORGANS WOULDNT LIQUIFY BECAUSE OF THE STRAIN. THEY'D PROBABLY PASS OUT BEFORE THEN, BUT. ...no, okay, I get why vlad bought this company. this is RIGHT up his alley.

-danny KNOWS VAL DIDNT DO THIS, THAT SOMEONE STOLE THE SUIT. AND SPENDING ALL NIGHT CHATTING WITH HER. <3 and val is a 9TH DEGREE BLACKBELT?? danny's mom is, too!! omg and she hunts ghosts, his parents would love her. and her fav fruit is kumquat bc its a funny word. im so with danny val is amazing. I love her and I Do Not Want To Hear It From Sam.

-I knew danny wanted to be an astronaut, but the bowling tidbit is like. yes give me more useless info abt these characters, I love tiny details that make them feel more human, and im glad hes got hobbies aside from ghost stuff, we dont really see a lot of that!!! (I mean, we knew 'fun' danny from when he split himself in half liked bowling, so obv it makes sense he LIKES it, but hes very GOOD at it. so proud of him, bowling king) val calling him neil armstrong and them teasing each other. LOVE THAT.

-technus you are my favorite grandpa for setting this up. SAM WHY ARE YOU BEING SO CREEPY BE HAPPY FOR YOUR FRIEND!!! STOP SPYING ON THEM!!! who actually cares if technus did 'set them up' together, theyre having fun and enjoy each others company!!! 'you think the universe wants you two to be together?' 'i dunno, but maybe /I/ do!' EXACTLY DANNY!!! SOO TRUE.

-and valerie being happy sam said she wants to try and be happy for them and make room at the lunch table for them. and hugging sam over it. VAL NEEDS MORE FRIENDS.

-VAL GOING AFTER TECHNUS IN HER SUIT WITH (1) MILK, AND (1) TREE BRANCH AND KEYS!!!. I LOVE YOUUUU BEST GIRL. her new suit kicks ass

-dannys like 'HEY IM AN ASTRONAUT :D' AW. ...HES IN SPACE... the fact he's actually intending to give her the ring. with SAMS NAME ON IT?? IM CRINGING DANNY NO. YOU CANT DO THAT...thank god he didnt. thank god valerie cut it off and said they can just stay friends for now. tbh, they both have a lot on their plates!! they obv both still like each other...it can be a future thing!! when she knows about phantom! youre 14 theres no need to rush. I just want her to have friends and be happy :(

-...danny struggles to do (1) pull up. SAME. but all the ghost fighting in phantom form REALLY doesnt carry over at ALL? that sucks

-sam being as fit as she is, is not just a goth. shes a goth jock.

-honey I Shrank Our Kid, One of his Enemies, and his Bully: the episode

-dash's crush on phantom is So Obvious. fitness buddies :) watching them interact always makes me laugh. also, phantom, with PANTS. 'how many costume changes you gonna go through, what is this, vegas??' DASSH DJKSFHASKDF

-MADDIE GOING AFTER THE MOUSE WITH A BROOM, WHAT THE FUCK. AAAH. JUST BUY SOME KIND OF MOUSE TRAP.

-danny likes lime and vinegar chips. which sound very good.

-'our boy finally has the physical prowess of a 60 year old president!' ...poor danny LMAO

-'what's wrong with beauty pageants' oh tucker you sweet naïve child. what ISNT wrong with them. who approved this for a high school?? (I mean, yes. unfortunately child pageants exist, but...) also danny and tucker once again treating the pretty girls like objects. I need to meet the grown man who wrote this, I just want to talk...

-prince aragon's dragon form reminds me of maleficent (color scheme wise) which is always a bonus. considering the episode is called beauty marked, I feel like the sleeping beauty references are deliberate

-sam with the fake fangs. once again her accessories never miss. hate the 'not like other girls, girls who get sucked into this kind of thing are all shallow and all want to be carbon copies' bs tho.

-sam trying to be the Worst Bride, being rude as shit. DORA IS GOING TO GET KILLED. DID YOU MISS THE PART WHERE SHE SAID THE PRINCE WILL HAVE HER HEAD IF YOU ARENT THE IDEAL BRIDE. YOU /KNOW/ DANNY WILL COME SAVE YOU. JUST ACT CHILL UNTIL THEN. even if you were doing fine to get him to take off the crown, consider maybe not letting his poor sister get punished also?? sure, she could also take off the crown and has dragon powers, but did you know that for sure?? dora didnt even really realize it until you guys talked!! (or at least, she was scared to stand up to him. you had no guarantee she would...) but. good for dora. ANOTHER friendly ghost to add to the List :)

-tucker is so under appreciated in his time. if he was doing a tech-based campaign today he'd have a better shot. people in 2004 had NO IDEA how much tech would be a part of our day-to-day lives...altho. tbh if you're going to be running for student council president, maybe you should..focus on things to actually improve the school? since he's going for a tech angle, he could say like, he would be running fundraisers for the schools computers to be upgraded, etc? we've already SEEN he can be good at money-making entrepreneur type stuff!!

-oh my god wait. this episode is JUST YUGIOH?????! A REBORN PHAROH USING A TEENAGER AS A VESSEL?? YESSSSSS

-tucker using his new minion to feed him grapes and carry him. AND LOCUSTS ONTO THE BULLIES. I love how when he's possessed, he gains winged eyeliner.

-this episode is giving me big 'plankton makes everyone in bikini bottom his slaves and build monuments of him from the spongebob movie' vibes. and the pharaoh has a traitor who works for him? VERY big yugioh vibes. aknadin confirmed

-I like that danny is still completely exhausted after using ghostly wail. (still patiently waiting on him to get duplication)

-LOVE the fenton's 80s outfits. I get hes 14 and embarrassed by everything they do because theyre his parents, but. cmon, this is one objectively cool thing theyve done. love 80s fashion.

-...was vlad just standing on that streetlight waiting for danny to come out? how'd he know they'd be coming out the back? how long has he been up there???

-oh, wait, his ecto-acne has flareups? that SUCKS. danny was...well I dont want to say he was LUCKY HE HALF-DIED, but he was lucky his was pretty instant (I'm assuming that had to do with the power/scale of the portals being different?) I remember in the ep we met him, vlad made a point of saying he was stuck in a hospital for a long time, so. that really actually sucks and I feel bad. not that it excuses anything he's done...but like. it does suck.

-vlad being so sure danny wouldnt help him he made it somehow contagious to his friends to make sure he'd get help? danny is a nice boy, he wouldve helped if it was anyone else. the only reason he wouldn't have is because of the shit vlad did to him, on purpose. vlad 100% dug his own grave by being the biggest asshole, so it is very hard to feel bad for him.

-clockwork is back!!! and making danny learn lessons The Hard Way. Uhhh, okay. I kind of get Danny’s logic, that time traveling this far back would prevent vlad from becoming a halfa also, ergo no arch nemesis or ectoacne to worry about. But the fact that was basically the first solution Danny came up with to solve this problem is actually so funny. It’s so extreme

-APPRICIATION FOR THESE 80S LESBIAN BG CHARACTERS.

-vlad telling maddie in the lab (in the 80s) he has something he's wanted to tell her 'for a long time'...how long have they known each other? I assumed they met in college, since jack always calls vlad his college buddy/roommate, so jack and vlad for sure met in college, but did vlad know maddie longer? thats surprising if so. Tho we don’t know what year of college they’re in so they could mean they met as freshmen and a few years have past…speaking of maddie shes crushing the 80s look.

-vlad blames jack, but. maybe dont stick your face 2 inches from the portal??! THIS FEELS LIKE LAB SAFETY BASICS. IF SOMETHING HAS POTENTIAL TO BE DANGEROUS, DONT GET NEAR IT. WITH YOUR FACE UNPROTECTED IN ANY WAY. (altho jack didnt really give a Big Warning besides screaming BONZAI. so. also that, but cmon.) also, they need gloves, goggles, and to pull all of their hair back tbh. but fuck lab safety, I guess!

-cryyyyinnng at how lazy they were with jack's ghost form design, its just plasmius' design on jack!!! you couldve given him his own design!!

-there. I did that in about 10 minutes and its somehow less lazy than what made it into the show. embarrassing! better yet, I think the episode would've been better if maddie would've gotten the ectoacne. or maybe its just me, wanting to see her design! anyway. I'm sure people have already done redesigns of them both as halfas. I have to go look after I finish this watch through. Also mildly frustrated jacks resentment and bitterness is basically also a copy paste of vlads backstory. They’re different characters, I really don’t think jack would stew in bitterness and jealousy the same way vlad would!! I also don’t think he’d give up after one time of trying to hunt ghosts and getting laughed at. Our canon timeline says different…I dunno, I get it was for laughs, but I’m annoyed because the POTENTIAL this plot has…

-did vlad really wear a stupid cheese hat to his wedding. ok actually that kinda rules. and the cheese door knocker. the dairy-only buffet table. vlad still got rich, just on being the New Dairy King. (Assuming that means he owns a lot of dairy businesses?) ok! this actually is great. hope maddie isn't lactose intolerant!

-'no matter how hard I tried, I could never get rid of my ghost half, the half I knew Maddie could never accept' ohh, ouch, what a horrible thing to say to her HALF GHOST SON. 'YOUR MOM WILL NEVER ACCEPT YOU' BASICALLY.

-maddie strapping danny to the table with a lazer pointed at him in a secret lab she keeps from vlad that she makes a point of saying is sound proof so he can scream all he wants...CHRIST. DANNYS POOR PYSCHE.

-also, not to feel bad for alternate vlad (because, he did lie to maddie saying jack blames her and never wants to see her again...) but. being married to a woman 20+ years and she immediately goes back to jack? if she didnt love vlad and feels like she had to hide shit from him, and says she wasted her best years with him, WHY MARRY HIM. it feels like leading him on!!! cannot believe im feeling bad for vlad, but. this alternate timeline vlad is significantly Less Horrible than Our Vlad. did she not think she'd get funding for her ghost stuff? (which, fair assumption since they're considered 'ghost fanatics/nuts in canon...but...) why did she think jack or vlad would be her ONLY OPTIONS? be like your sister. be single. Actually, this au could’ve been really interesting if after the accident, vlad lied to her and said jack never wanted to see her again, but she stays single. Imagine how much that would bug vlad… like, in her mind, it was never a competition it was jack or no one type situation…

-danny being like 'leave him ALONE' this jack is a HOMEWRECKER, DANNY. let them go to court and settle this at the least. ...or just throw vlad into the portal. (100% human, defenseless vlad) CHRIST, MADDIE THATS BRUTAL. THATS MURDER.

-danny seeing his mom immediately accepting him and his dad being half ghosts in this universe, if I was him this would be a great sign that his universe's maddie would also.

-*maddie voice* "clockwork will help!" *2 seconds later, with clockwork* "I will Not Help." TOUGH LOVE KING. YES LET DANNY SEE THE SODA HIMSELF AND DEVOLP BETTER OBSERVATION SKILLS.

-when clockwork ""reset time to the way it was"" just before danny "meddled"" ...did he really erase a whole alternate timeline? ...damn. because maddie and danny both called it an alternate timeline by name, it splitting when the college incident went different, so it wouldnt have really mattered if he reset it, right. like because danny's timeline is on a different stream? why didnt clockwork just. show danny a replay and not Reset That Timeline. wh...I wonder how many people that Erased From Existence. Anyway! once again stating clockwork is casually terrifying!

[freddiesaysalright]

A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes - Chapter 5

Gwilym!Prince Charming x Reader

Summary: After losing your parents, your step-family makes your life impossible. That is, until Prince Gwilym holds a ball. It’s your one chance for everything to change.

Word Count: 4.1k

Tag List: @psychosupernatural, @someone-get-a-medic, @bensrhapsody, @deakyclicks, @crazylittlethingcalledobsession, @minigranger, @crazyweirdocalledfriday, @the-moving-finger-writes, @assembledherethevolunteers, @rose-writes-prose, @queenlover05, @26-7-49, @drowsebaby, @im-an-adult-ish, @queen-paladin, @rogerina-owns-me, @mirkwoodshewolf, @namelesslosers, @headl0ng, @captvianswaan, @folietracksix​, @baltimoresweethearts​, @killer-queen-87​, @haileymoreolikestupid, @itsametaphorgwil​, @misslolasworld​, @whitequeen-ofwillowgreen​

A/N: It’s the grand finale! Thank you again for all the lovely responses to this fic! I can’t believe I’m almost done with the Disney AUs already! also i barely proofread this because i was so excited to post it so if you see a typo no you didnt

Warning(s): brief descriptions of abuse

Moodboard

Prologue  Chapter 1  Chapter 2  Chapter 3  Chapter 4

Chapter 5 here we go!!!

Frank and his daughters came home about an hour after you did. You were already back in your servant clothes and waiting by the door. You took their cloaks and bags, and began hanging them on the rack in the main hall. 

“How was your night?” you asked politely. 

“It was a splendid evening, Y/N,” Frank answered. “More than you could ever hope for.”

“I’m sure it was,” you returned, holding back a smirk. If only he knew. 

“I’m relieved to see you have not stolen anything else from my wife’s closet,” he sneered.

You shook your head. “No, sir. I wouldn’t dream of it. I’ve been thoroughly educated.”

“Very good,” he said, seeming displeased that he couldn’t goad you. 

But nothing could spoil this night. It was perfect. 

“Is there anything you need before going to bed?” you asked. 

“I’m fine, but you’ll of course help the girls get changed,” he said. 

You nodded again. “Absolutely.”

He watched you suspiciously as you followed your step sisters up the stairs. You were calm. Too calm. And you were humming, which you didn’t normally do. Plus the tune was something he had heard somewhere - but no event would have had you in attendance. His frown deepened. Something was up.

***

Gwilym returned to the palace two hours later, empty handed and broken-hearted. Rami and Ben were waiting on the steps for him, but as he walked up, he only shook his head. They sighed, disappointed for their friend. Thankfully, the remaining guests had all gone home. 

“Sorry, mate,” Ben said. 

“There was no sign of her?” Rami asked. 

“No,” Gwilym said. “Even the carriage tracks just seemed to disappear. It was like she just vanished.”

“So, all we’ve got to go on is the shoe?” Ben wondered, holding it up. 

Gwilym had only entrusted his best friends with it, and they had kept it from his father. 

“It’s made of glass,” Gwilym said. “Which means it only fits her.”

“So what are we gonna do?” Rami asked. “Try the shoe on every woman in the kingdom?”

“Only the single women,” Gwilym said, as if it were obvious.

Rami and Ben shared a surprised look. 

“I hope you’re joking,” Ben said. 

“Far from it,” Gwilym replied. “I’m going to find that girl, and I’m going to marry her.”

Rami sighed. “Very well, then. But let’s start in the morning.”

“Thank you both,” Gwilym said, relieved. They had every reason to leave now. Both had duties at home, and had done what was socially expected. With the ball over, there was no obligation to stay. “Really.”

“Of course we’re gonna help you,” Ben said. “But I’m with Rami. Starting tomorrow.”

“You guys go on up, I’ll be right behind you,” Gwilym insisted. 

His friends shrugged, but did as he requested and went inside. Gwilym remained, holding that glass piece of you carefully in the crook of his arm. He looked out into the night sky, hoping somehow you could feel his desperation. 

“I am coming for you, my darling,” he said quietly. 

***

You yawned as the sun peered into your room through your curtains. You were feeling unusually light this morning. Like you were still floating just above the ballroom floor. With a contented sigh, you stretched and forced yourself out of bed. Frank and the girls would be needing their breakfast soon, but you knew you had a little extra time today. They’d certainly have a bit of a lie in after the late night. 

You threw your dress and apron on. You did a spin around your room, giggling as you imagined Gwilym there with you. Then you had to slow to a stop. It was a fantasy, nothing more. One glorious night. But now it was time to return to reality and your true life. Still, you could cling to the dream for one morning.

Humming to yourself, you put the pot on to boil and began prepping plates for breakfast. You set a pan atop the stove to start some sausages when you heard the jingle of a bell. You looked at the wall. It was coming from Eleanor’s room, so you guessed she was up. You asked Elsie to start the food and went back upstairs to get your step sister dressed. When you reached the landing, you saw Frank emerging from his room, already dressed. 

“Good morning,” you said kindly. 

“Y/N, what did you get up to last night?” he asked. 

“Why, nothing, sir,” you said. “I cleaned up, as you instructed, changed clothes, and got a head start on some other chores. When those were done, I occupied myself by reading.”

He seemed skeptical. “I see. I hope you weren’t reading anything too fanciful. You mustn’t fill your mind with...unrealistic dreams and fantasies.”

Your brow furrowed with confusion. What was he implying?

“No, sir,” you said. “I try to keep everything practical.”

“Good,” he said. “Now get to work.”

You nodded, a bit perplexed, but continued into Eleanor’s room.

***

In the morning, Gwilym was the first up. He hardly slept at all. He wrote a decree for his father to send out, that he and Ben and Rami would be making the rounds through town and the countryside to find the owner of the missing shoe. They would begin today, and search until the prince had found his lost love.

To his shock, the king agreed to this. He read over it at the breakfast table, nodding at each point. The ladies were to try on the shoe and if it fit, it must be the girl who Gwilym met at the ball.

“Very well,” he said. “You’ll begin today?”

“Yes,” Gwilym said. “I want to find her as soon as possible.”

“Alright, son,” the king replied. He looked at the prince and offered a sincere smile. “And best of luck.”

Gwilym beamed. “Thank you, Father!”

And so, they began their search within the palace, where the out of town noble guests were staying. Gwilym had his doubts about those girls because he met them before you even came through the door. But he knew everyone deserved a fair chance. When the shoe fit none of those women, they made their way into town, with a few guards along for protection. 

***

Frank received a letter from the palace early in the morning. He looked it over and you saw a flash of...something cross his face. You couldn’t place the emotion though. It seemed almost like a glimmer of hope. His eyes glanced over at you before quickly turning to his daughters. 

“Girls, get yourselves looking nice,” he said. “We’ll be having visitors from the palace this afternoon.”

“The palace?” you questioned, without meaning to, but you could hardly help yourself. 

“Yes, but that isn’t any of your business, Y/N,” he snapped. “Get my daughters ready and then proceed with your chores as usual. You are not to make your presence known while the visitors are here.”

You nodded apologetically. As you made your way back to the kitchen, you wondered if the visitors Frank referred to could be Gwilym and his father. Was he looking for you? Something in your heart told you he was, but you hardly even dared to hope. Such a thing was the stuff of dreams. And yet, the ball seemed like a dream too, but it was as real as the tea kettle you carried. You began devising a plan. 

As the day wore on, you completed your chores quickly. You wanted to prepare yourself as well. Your gut was telling you Gwilym was on his way to take you away from here. And you had all the proof you needed in that slipper that was hidden beneath your bed. So when you finished sweeping the entrance hall, you ran up to your room to get it. Only, when you opened your door, you came to an abrupt stop. Frank was sitting on your bed, holding the slipper by the heel. One wrong move of his fingers and it would fall, risking a break. 

“Well, well, well,” he said darkly. “I had a feeling you had made your way to the ball. You’ve been far too dreamy to have had as dull a night as you claim.”

Your heart rate quickened. 

“That’s mine,” you said, feeling childish as the words left your mouth. “It was given to me.”

Frank laughed humorlessly. “Oh, likely story. I suppose this is another one of my wife’s things you stole.”

“You cannot stop me from this,” you said, ignoring the accusation. “The prince loves me.”

“Against his better judgement, I believe that’s true,” he admitted.

You blinked, surprised at your step father’s nonchalance about this. Did that mean he would accept it? No. There had to be something else he was getting at. 

“As it is, though,” he said. “You’re spoken for.”

You frowned as your stomach dropped. 

“What are you talking about?” you asked. 

“You’re mine, Y/N,” he said, getting to his feet and straightening his jacket with his free hand. “And mine alone.”

A chill ran down your spine. Was he really saying what you thought he was saying?

“I’m not a slave, Frank,” you said. “I am free to do this.”

“I do not intend to make you my slave,” he said. “I intend to make you my wife.”

Your body went rigid as the blood ran out of your face. The very idea made your stomach churn. The thought of being his wife, sharing his bed, bearing his children...you nearly heaved right there in front of him.

“No,” you said firmly. “I won’t.”

“I’m afraid you don’t have a choice,” he said. 

“It’s sick!” you cried. “I’m your daughter!”

“Step daughter,” he said. “I will have this estate, Y/N. You will do for me what your mother could not. My son will be the true and rightful heir, and start a new line.”

“Are you not happy with the children you have?” you wondered, completely rocked to your core. “Why do you insist on a son?”

“Sons are the only useful offspring,” he scoffed. “Daughters are just mouths to feed until you can marry them off, and even then, what’s theirs will never belong to their family. It belongs to their husbands. Well, I am not going to lose everything because my previous wives were too weak to give me what I want.”

“I will not,” you refused again. “I’ll run away.”

“And leave behind your home?” he taunted. “The one your father built so lovingly with your mother?”

“It will no longer be a home to me if I am trapped in such a marriage,” you said. 

“I’m not giving you a choice, Y/N,” he sighed. “I’ll keep eyes on you everywhere, I’ll lock you in your room, whatever it takes. Or, you can submit to me now and become mistress of this house as you were born to be.”

“I’ll die before I marry you,” you spat. “I’ll die before I bear any child of yours. I’ll -”

“No need to go on,” he said. He was being alarmingly calm about this. “I know the rest. But you will marry me, Y/N. You will have my son, and you’ll do it all without complaint. Just as you have with everything I have ever given you.”

You blinked again. So everything he’d put you through was a test? A way to manipulate you into obeying his every command? He was...grooming you? Your stomach gave another lurch.

“But first,” he said. “We will need to squash your dreams of Prince Gwilym.”

“What do you -”

He cut off your question by hurling your slipper into the wall. It shattered with a crash, which drowned out your anguished cry. You sank to your knees, hopeless. 

“There now,” he said. “I’m only teaching you the harsh lesson of reality.” 

Tears fell freely down your cheeks. You heard loud knocking at the front door, but barely registered it. 

“That’ll be him,” Frank said. 

You snapped to your senses and started to rise for one last desperate escape attempt, but Frank was faster. You felt the blow of his palm against your cheek before you even saw it coming. You fell to the ground, face throbbing. You wanted to scream, or cry, or swing back at him, but you were completely numb from the shock. You couldn’t feel anything but the sting on your skin.

“Do not resist me again, Y/N,” Frank warned. 

With that, he walked out of your room, and you heard him turn the lock. You were trapped. You curled into a ball on your floor and wept quietly. 

***

Gwilym was relieved when the door finally opened. This was the last house of the day. He saw a man there, whose smile was...unconvincing to say the least. He bowed. 

“We are happy to see you, Prince Gwilym,” he said. “I am Frank Tarleton, and I believe one of my daughters is the girl you’re searching for.”

Gwilym raised a brow. “But you don’t know which?”

Frank blinked, taken aback, and then laughed an empty sort of laugh. “Good one, your highness. Please, come in.”

Gwilym looked at Ben and Rami who both shrugged. They followed Frank inside and into the drawing room, where two young women sat on the couch, looking nervous. Ben explained everything, with Frank nodding eagerly along. Something about the man struck Gwilym as slimy. He was too polite, too eager to please, and it seemed even his own daughters were made uncomfortable by him. Gwilym sighed. 

“Let’s get this over with,” he mumbled. 

He was beginning to lose hope. Who was left, if not these girls? And yet, neither of them struck him as the one he was looking for.

***

You listened carefully at your door, not daring to make any more noise. If Frank returned, he might do worse than strike you. But you could listen to what was happening downstairs. 

It was a bit maddening to hear, though. To be so close to Gwilym now, and yet so far. To be a prisoner now in your own home was worse than being a servant. And the worst part was seeing the proof of your identity lying in pieces beside you. You felt like the slipper. Broken. Completely in pieces. Like your dreams too. 

You heard the front door open and close again. You went to your window and watched Gwilym mount his horse, his friends on either side of him, and trot away toward town. Was that truly the last time you would see your love?

It couldn’t be. Now, you could hear Frank’s familiar footsteps coming back up the stairs. You knew you had to make a break for it as soon as he opened the door. You braced yourself. You had no time to pack anything, no time to grab money or valuables. You would have to break away with nothing but the clothes on your back and a prayer. 

You watched the doorknob turn, feeling as if everything was in slow motion. It creaked slowly open and Frank’s body appeared in the door frame. He reached for you, but you ducked under his arm, darted down the hall, flew down the stairs, and straight out the front door. 

You ran. As fast as your legs could carry you, not even daring to look back to see if Frank was in pursuit. You just hurtled toward town, hoping that anyone could help you. You would give up your home, and everything you knew - you would even give up your life - before marrying Frank. You had to escape, even if it meant becoming a beggar. 

You burst through the back door of the tavern, tears streaming down your cheeks, and chest heaving. Flying through the kitchen, you threw open the doors to the dining area and found Zelda behind the bar. She looked up at the commotion you were making, took in the sight of you, and her brow furrowed. 

“Zelda, please!” you cried, frantic. “I need help!”

You went to her, and she took you in her arms. 

“Y/N, what’s -”

She didn’t get to finish her question before Frank came barreling through. He must not have been far behind. You let out a scream. Zelda pushed you behind her and you cowered at her back. She put her arms out to shield you further. 

“Zelda, remove yourself if you know what’s good for you,” Frank threatened. 

“Don’t, Zelda, please!” you begged. “Don’t let him take me! He’s going to force me to marry him! Please!”

She stiffened in front of you. “Oh, no you don’t, Frank. I will not stand by and let you do this.”

“Stand back or you’re fired,” he warned. 

“I don’t care,” she shot back. “I won’t let you have her!”

“I’m afraid it’s not up to you,” he returned harshly. 

He grabbed her by the shoulders and tried to move her, but Zelda was a stout woman with considerable strength. She resisted him, taking hold of his biceps and forcing him back several steps. Her advantage was clearly gained by the element of surprise. 

“Run, Y/N!” she cried. “Get out of here!” 

Panicked, you leapt over the counter and wrenched the door open. You threw yourself out of it, trying to ignore the sounds of the struggle behind you. You darted into the street and sprinted as fast as you could away from the tavern. You had no idea where you would go from here - but you could not stay and be forced into a lifetime of Frank. 

You glanced back. To your horror, you saw that Frank was emerging from the tavern and had spotted you right away. With a gasp, you turned back around and sped up. Only, as you turned, you didn’t realize what was in front of you. You ran right smack into a man’s back. The force of the collision put you on your rear in the dirt. 

Wincing, you looked up. Your jaw dropped. It was Gwilym!

He met your gaze and froze as well. For a moment, you were both back at the ball, when he’d come up to you on the stairs and asked you to dance. He recognized you instantly. 

“It’s you,” he whispered. 

You opened your mouth to respond, but a sudden stinging on your scalp caused you to cry out instead. Frank had fisted his hand around your hair and dragged you to your feet. 

“Your highness!” he gasped, noticing Gwilym. “I do apologize. My servant here has forgotten her manners.” He looked at you and continued through gritted teeth. “And her place.”

He yanked your hair on the last word for extra emphasis. Gwilym’s chest tightened as he watched Frank manhandle you. He briefly imagined himself drawing his sword and plunging it right into Frank’s chest, but he refrained. 

“Release her,” he ordered. 

Frank looked at the prince, bewildered. 

“I’m sorry?” he questioned.

Gwilym’s expression darkened. “I told you to release her.”

Frank hesitated. 

“Now!” Gwilym shouted. 

You relaxed when Frank finally let go. Your scalp still itched with soreness. You desperately wanted to throw yourself into Gwilym’s arms but you were still afraid of what Frank might do. You did take a cautious step back. 

“Your highness, I’m dealing with an unruly servant girl,” Frank said. “But she is mine and I may do with her as I please.”

Your lip trembled and you shook your head. 

“That’s not true,” you sobbed. “You know it’s not, I’m your step daughter and you’re forcing me to -”

“SILENCE!” Frank roared, and raised his hand.

You shrieked and covered your face with your arms. But the blow didn’t come. You peeked out, lowering your shield just barely. Gwilym had taken hold of Frank’s wrist. Rami and Ben, who you just noticed being present, both had their hands on their swords. Now was your chance. 

“Don’t let him take me back,” you begged again. “Please, your highness, don’t let him.”

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Zelda trotting up the street. She halted when she took in the scene before her. 

“Sir Tarleton,” Gwilym said, releasing Frank’s arm. “We were at your home and I asked you if you had any more women residing there besides your daughters. You lied.”

“It wasn’t a lie, really,” Frank argued. “Just an omission. You see, there’s no way this girl was at the ball when I forbid her from going.”

“If that’s true, then you are still in trouble,” Gwilym said. “All eligible maidens were to attend.”

“She’s only a servant -”

“I know you’re lying, Tarleton,” Gwilym interrupted. “Now stand down.”

Frank stepped away from the prince, shooting glances between him and you. Gwilym turned to Ben.

“The slipper please, Ben,” he said. 

“No!” Frank protested, starting toward you, but Rami stopped him.

Ben handed Gwilym the slipped you’d left behind on the staircase. You wiped your cheeks, clearing away the dirt and tears, and held your prince’s gaze. You smiled at him.

“I knew you were the girl from the tavern,” he said gently. “I knew I recognized you.”

“And the cemetery,” you reminded him.

“Yes,” he chuckled. “I remember.”

“How did someone like you even notice someone like me?” you wondered, amazed. 

“Because you are the most beautiful person I’ve ever met,” he told you simply. “Inside and out. And from that moment in the cemetery I saw what you truly are - a princess.”

You flushed, looking bashfully at the ground. 

“I’m not really a -”

“Maybe not by birth,” he said. “But in heart.”

You met his eyes again. Those eyes that from the first time you saw them, told you the kindness of this man’s soul. 

He knelt down onto one knee, holding out the slipper. It made you ache for the lost one Frank smashed, but you were relieved that you had left one behind at the palace. You toed off your boot and raised your leg. Ben stepped closer to help you balance and you shot him a grateful look. Then, you slid your delicate foot into the glass slipper. It fit perfectly. 

Gwilym’s face lit up like a firework. Ben let go of your hand as Gwilym laughed, took you up in his arms and spun you around. You giggled with joy as well. He lowered you gently to the ground.

“Now, will you please tell me your name?” he asked. 

You chuckled. “It’s Y/N.” 

“Y/N,” he repeated, and cupped your cheek in his palm. “How beautiful.”

“No!” Frank shouted again, and this time Rami had to grab him to stop him. “No! You cannot take her from me!”

“The girl does not belong to you,” Gwilym said sternly. He turned and faced Frank. “I see very clearly now that you have been mistreating her. She is free to choose whatever she likes.”

“I’m her father!” Frank insisted. 

“Step father,” you said. Then you looked up at Gwilym. “I choose you, my love.” 

“I’m glad to hear it,” he replied. “Sir Tarleton, you’ll be taken into custody.”

Frank’s eyes went wide as the guards moved to take him from Rami. They clapped iron rings around his wrists. He seemed too shocked to struggle. 

“Take him to the dungeon to await trial for his crimes,” Gwilym instructed. He faced you again. “And you, my darling, may come with me to the palace.”

“For how long?” you wondered. 

“Forever, if you wish it,” he assured you. 

“I could hardly wish for more,” you said happily. 

He took your hand and helped you onto his horse. Together, you headed for safety, and building a life together. In true love.

***

You and Gwilym married as soon as possible. The whole kingdom was thrilled at the wedding. Frank was tried and convicted for his abuse, but would not serve a life sentence, so instead of prison, he was banished from the kingdom. Even so, early in your marriage to Gwilym, you frequently had nightmares where your stepfather returned. 

Gwilym was as loving and patient a partner as you could hope for. He let you talk through your trauma, and he made sure to never do anything that caused you fear. His support helped you to truly heal. 

Your step sisters had to move from the estate, which was now yours entirely. Eleanor and Miranda were surprisingly happy to take over their father’s first business, the tavern, which they ran successfully with Zelda. They both eventually found merchant husbands and lived peacefully, and you were genuinely happy for them.  

But the greatest joy Gwilym ever gave you was your children. You had two boys and two girls, and they were the light of the whole kingdom’s eye - but especially the king, who lived a long and healthy life with his grandchildren. You had no other description for your life besides happily ever after.

[mightytsuruno]

hello! sorry for the radio silence, ive been working on a lot of things in the background but today i finally finished my masara redesign. Thought process will be under the cut, and thanks to my good friend honey @baldwangji for helping me brainstorm!!

The first thing i do with any redesign is doodle the canon design of the character. It helps me get a good feel for their current design and which motifs the character designer had in mind when coming up with that design. For masara, i got the feel of a “starlit sky” and lots of frills. 

Immediately, i knew i had to change that godawful chest cutout. It doesnt fit and looks horrendous, not to mention it would be horrible fighting. Using the bottom half of her top as inspiration, i went with a more “dress” vest look, a simple navy blue vest with gold embroidery and small white star shaped buttons to hold it together. I think it gives her a bit of a medieval prince vibe, and thats something i wanted to continue throughout her design. Her poofy sleeves were something i was quite fond of so i kept them, but changed them to not be translucent. They didnt turn out as fabric heavy as i’d intended, but i think its close enough. Her original sleeves i find very cute, so i kept them, only taking away the weird...feather..frill? things? that they had at the end, cutting it off with gold trim. Those feathers look a bit out of place and i didnt want to keep them.

For her neck piece, i changed it from a necklace that would, if im being frank, only look good against bare skin, to a neck kerchief holder. I also gave her a more victorian-esque collar, however i dont think i pulled it off exactly as id like. They idea is still there though, i think. 

Underneath her vest, i added double frills, a short set of light blue ones and a long translucent one reminiscent of her skirt in the original design. Her skirt was one of the most prominent parts of her silhouette in the original design, so i kept it, just streamlining it to make it fit better with the redesign. 

I changed her shorts from booty shorts into actual pants because, once again, i think it fits with the overall “victorian prince” vibe, and also i really didnt like her original shorts. Her boots i simply changed to navy and changed the color of the frills so that the design wasnt dominated by white, using the gold trim on the soles to tie the skirt, vest, eyes, and veil together. Her eyes were another color i changed so it wasnt too monochrome, I think it adds a bit of warmth to her design (being a warm color) while still fitting in with her aloof personality as gold is a metal.

For her headpiece, i just got rid of it. The crystal thing was confusing, and the feathers and fuzzball didnt exist elsewhere on her outfit so it just looked out of place. Instead, I gave her a small crystal to pin her braid to her head and a half veil type thing to make the crystal being there make more sense. 

As it isn’t clear in the original design which gems on her outfit are her soul gem, i got rid of all of them except the one on her collar. In the future, ill most likely stylize it more but for now i think it gets the point across well.

Thank you for reading and as always i am open for constructive criticism ^_^

[nocturnal-jeon]

𝚋𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗➛ 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜/𝚘'𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚙 (𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚗𝚊𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎)

alright time to get our hearts wrecked again 

oh and i didnt proof read so oops 

and these kinda god a lil angsty but it all turned out okay i hope

Park Jimin

It was your birthday. Jimin had dedicated the entire day to you and only you. The day started out with Jimin cuddling the hell out of you, so focused on planning out the day that he didn’t even notice the elevation of your stomach when he was placing kisses all over your body. You had just found out, after all, so there really wasn’t much to hold or rub. 

Jimin then proceeded to clean some of the house while you took a shower, taking your absence as an opportunity to spread rose petals all over the bed, resulting in a large smile and blush to creep onto your face. Jimin was determined to spoil you today, and so far, he was going a great job. 

You sat at the dining room table, writing thank you notes for all of the family members who sent you birthday cards. You had no idea where Jimin was, but given his mood today, you know it had to do with your birthday. As you signed your name at the bottom of a card to your aunt, you felt a light tapping on your shoulder. 

Turning around, you saw Jimin standing there with a cute yet mischievous smile on his face, his hands clasped behind his back. “What have you done now?” you asked, tilting your head to the side. “Besides spoil you, absolutely nothing,” he said, causing you to giggle. “I have something for you and it’s not your official birthday present, just one of the many small ones,” he said with a hint of mystery in his tone. You raised an eyebrow. 

In one swift move, he swung what he was holding behind his back in front of his body. It read Gucci in big and probably expensive letters on the front of the shopping bag. “Jimin, why’d you let Taehyung talk you into this?” you playfully teased. “Oh shut up,” Jimin said with a laugh. “Baby, you didn’t have to get me this,” you said as you stood up, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I wanted to. And I also want you to try it on for me and wear it for me when we go to dinner tonight,” he requested, placing a soft kiss on your jaw. 

“Hm. Okay,” you said as you pulled away and took the bag out of his hand, walking past him and going up the stairs. Jimin followed you, causing your anxiety to rise for some reason. As you put the bag down on the floor and pulled the garment out, Jimin sat at the corner of the bed and watched you. It was a black sparkly dress that certainly looked tight. Too tight. 

“Do you like it?” he asked in a hopeful voice. You nodded quickly, a smile on your lips. “I do. Thank you, love,” you said. “Try it on for me,” he said. “Okay,” you said as you began to walk toward the adjoining bathroom. “Wait, where are you going?” he asked, confused. “The bathroom to change,” you said with a small smile before closing the door behind you. You always changed in front of Jimin. What was so different now? While Jimin began to think you felt insecure, you really just didn’t want him to see your bump yet. 

After pulling the dress on, you turned your body to the side, hoping the bump wasn’t visible. But because the dress was so tight, it looked as big as ever. “Everything okay in there?”Jimin asked, worried. “Yup, I’m coming out now!” You opened the bathroom door and entered the bedroom, Jimin’s mouth dropping. “You look gorgeous, baby!” he exclaimed, standing up from all of the excitement. The bump wasn’t visible if you looked at it from the front. 

“Turn in a circle for me. Let me admire my beautiful baby,” he said, a proud smile on his face. Reluctantly, you turned in a circle, but he stopped you halfway. “Y/n, you have a bump,” he commented. You nodded. “A bump, for a baby?” he questioned. You nodded. You could see the tears in his eyes. “A baby?” he asked in a soft voice. You nodded. 

Getting down on his knees, his hands slowly went up to your stomach. “Hi, little baby,” he whispered, putting his lips close to the fabric. Your heart began to warm as you began to smile. “It’s your daddy here.” You swore you could have cried. “Your mommy is really bad at keeping secrets.” You chuckled, watching Jimin interact with the fetus. 

“Darling, the baby isn’t even the size of a lime,” you said, causing him to chuckle. He placed a long kiss on your stomach. “Even limes need love,” he said. He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled your body close, resting his cheek on your stomach. “I love my little baby,” he whispered. 

Kim Taehyung

“Come cuddle with me,” Taehyung whined as you sat at your desk, trying to do your work. “Tae, I’m trying to do my work,” you whined. Taehyung had his day off today, but unfortunately, you didn’t. Which meant that Taehyung had to find a way to bide his time while you worked. And for a little while, he was doing great. But he got bored and tired of the same stuff on the television. 

He sat on the bed behind you, whining like a child. 

“Baby, you know I want to cuddle with you. I have to finish this, so don’t make me feel bad,” you complained. You turned your head to look at him, chuckling when you saw the biggest pout you’ve ever seen on his lips. For a quick second, you turned back to look at the pile of paperwork in front of you and figured that you could take a little break. Taking off your reading glasses, you put them down on the desk and walked over to the bed, crawling under the covers. 

“Yay!” he exclaimed like a child, pulling you into his body as he wrapped his long arms around your body. You rested your head on his chest, glad you took that break. “How’s the work going?” he asked, his long slender fingers running through your hair. “Stressful. I have so much to do for tomorrow and I have no idea as to how I’m going to get it all done,” you said, the hours of strenuous work evident in your tone. “My poor baby,” Taehyung murmured softly as he smelt your hair, the familiar scent calming him down. 

“Maybe you should get an extension?” he suggested. You shook your head. “I can’t. It’ll make me look bad. I really want to get that raise,” you said. He couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh. You knew why he was sighing. He always talked about how he could provide for the both of you, but ever since you found out you were pregnant, it helped you sleep better at night knowing that you would also be able to provide for your own child. 

“Y/n, we’ve talked about this. I can provide for us and our future family. I don’t want you to stress yourself out to the point where you’re no longer happy,” he explained, meaning well. Little did he know that that future family wasn’t too far away. “Tae, you’ve worked yourself to the point where you’ve had to question whether or not you were happy,” you pointed out, resulting in silence from his side. 

With a deep breath, he said, “I’ll always support you no matter what. You know that.” You nodded, a small smile on your lips. “Thanks baby.” 

Suddenly, Taehyung’s fingers dipped down lower, and soon you felt his fingers on the sides of your stomach, and within a second, they tug into your ticklish sides, causing you to squirm and break into fits of laughter. “Taehyung, stop!” you whined, tears spilling out of your eyes. “See, I knew this would make you feel better,” he pointed out, rubbing his fingers over your stomach. But they stopped moving. 

His eyes grew wide. “No. It can’t be,” he muttered to himself. You raised an eyebrow. He looked at you, eyes full of tears. “What’s wrong, love?” you asked as you sat up. A tear slid down his cheek. “Are you..pregnant?” he asked in a voice barely above a whisper. So he did feel the bump. You nodded, not knowing how he would react. You certainly didn’t know how to react when he put his face in his hands and began to cry. Hard. 

“Tae..?” you asked, reaching your hand out to touch his shoulder. Looking up, a face wet with tears, he smiled. “Thank you.” “Thank you? For what, love?” 

“For giving me the one thing I’ve ever wanted. A baby.” 

“Aww, baby. Are you happy?” you asked, wiping his tears. He nodded quickly, placing a kiss on your hand that rested on his shoulder. Slowly, he slid down on the bed so his head was level with your stomach. There was barely anything there, but to Taehyung, it was his little miracle. 

“Hey, little guy. Or girl. Ooo, what if there’s two of you and mommy is giving me twins?” he asked, causing you to playfully gasp and slap his back. “Joking. Maybe,” he joked, looking up at you with his boxy smile. 

Jeon Jungkook

It was early in the morning and you had just come back from your morning run. Usually, Jungkook would shower for the day while you were gone and then allow you to have your time in the shower while he got dressed, but Jungkook spent the whole night playing games, so you weren’t surprised when you saw him fast asleep when you came back home.

You thought he looked absolutely adorable, so trying to be as discreet as possible, you took a few pictures of him, ready to tease and blackmail him later on. After going into the bathroom and closing the door, you discarded your clothes and let your hair down, fully intending on washing it. You smiled as you saw your bare bump in the reflection of the mirror. 

“Your dad looks really ugly when he sleeps,” you joked, looking down at your little girl or boy. You turned on the water in the shower and stuck your hand under the water, waiting until it got to the right temperature before you stepped inside, letting out a soft sigh of happiness at the warm contact against your sweaty skin. You stood with your back to the stream, allowing your hair to get wet. 

Wiping the water out of your face, you reached for your fruity smelling soap and poured a generous amount in your hand, rubbing it over your body, smiling when your hands reached your stomach. You found out a little over a week ago, but Jungkook has been so busy that there was no right time to tell him. So, you figured over the upcoming weekend. 

Suddenly, a cold breeze wafted its way into the shower. 

Turning around, you saw Jungkook’s naked form entering, a sly smirk on his lips. Instinctively, you covered up your parts as he laughed. “Jungkook, what the fuck?” He shrugged. “Nothing I haven’t seen before,” he commented with a wink before reaching for his own soap. 

“Jungkook, your time to shower was while I was gone,” you complained. “And your muscular ass body is hogging all of the hot water.” He laughed, his bunny teeth showing as his shoulders jumped up and down. “Here,” he said as he grabbed your waist and pulled your body into his. His smile turned into a frown. “Did you get fat or something?” he joked, resulting in a gasp and a hard slap on the arm. 

“Jungkook, you can’t just ask people that!” you exclaimed, pushing him away as you wrapped your arms around your body insecurely. “No, no, baby, I’m sorry. I was joking. I didn’t mean it,” he said, but you know he meant it. 

“But you did get bigger..?” he said, sounding more like a question, though. “It’s called being pregnant, Jungkook,” you said, not realizing what you just said until you saw Jungkook’s wide eyes staring at you. “Pre..pregnant?” he stuttered, not even able to get the full word out. You knew he would be against it. 

You sighed, feeling a bit sad. 

“I’m gonna be a dad..?” he asked. You nodded, looking down at your feet. “Holy shit. What if we have a little Jungkook?” he asked, suddenly excited. You looked up, confused at the sudden change in his mood. “Oooo, what if it’s a little y/n?” He walked up to you and placed his hands on either side of your stomach, his large eyes now filled with excitement as he looked down at you. 

“So, you’re happy?” you asked, wanting some form of confirmation. “I’m ecstatic, babe. I can’t believe we’re having a baby,” he said, a smile on his face. “I mean, it’s not the ideal time, but I’m so excited to have a little baby to hold and play with,” he said, painting a bright picture of the future. As he gave you a slow, passionate kiss, his hands gently ran over the skin of your small bump. 

[viktormaru]

little masterpost of fics i probably wont ever finish/post properly

Disclaimer: theres a reason why these arent posted properly and its because they are either embarrassing, stupid or too nonsensical to finish (or all at obce) so dont have high expectations while reading them. Unless u want me tokeep going/post? Then let me know nbhgh hgv

https://docs.google.com/document/d/182E1R2WhJF8uXntEqpfE-E8e5lt8FRECBnp7KRe_zN8

Name: Blame

Pairings: none

Characters: kakashi, minato, kushina, rin, obito

Summary: kakashi has a way of making people hate him without trying

Warnings: none? Obito’s death?

Note: its a little fic on how kakashi sees how other ppl feel about him. 

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/12tkjW0wv47x1UJ2V9ZLodQ6JELslS-bTQndyseE3n5k

Name:  Puppy

Pairings: none

Characters: kakashi, sakumo, tsunade

Summary: sakumo’s daugther has been throwing strange fits...

Warnings: unintentional misgendering, sakumo being too anxious to be smart

Note: baby trans kakashi fic, sakumo doesnt realize his son is trans until tsunade almost literally knocks it into him, then he does his best cause he loves his son

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/19VFRwb1IKN1l-0UF1qb9bSOA63Kh6qJCXa0NtOVQMK8

Name: A creature of love

Pairings: none technically

Characters: team 7, kakashi, a random woman

Summary: kakashi got an admirer, kakashi has been a shinobi for too long

Warnings: looks like a het pairing but its abt murder

Note: basically team 7 is too baby to understand the hatred from the shinobi world and try to set up a date for kakashi w a woman who def doesnt have good intentions

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/13E3974gOaGpnDaMg0XTb8crxXoAeZ1ABSDna34flWBI

Name: Silver

Pairings: none

Characters: team minato

Summary: kakashi has a kekkei genkai he was never told about. Yes, this is a werewolf AU

Warnings: animal death, blood

Note: embarrassing! I have no idea what to do w this hujvjhvghhvgvghugv

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/12MLaFvgo7CJa3whORIcnVUZ3LcGDXNhFExjPDm9LS8M

Name: sunlight

Pairings: minakushi mentioned

Characters: minato

Summary: minato is about to meet his newest student

Warnings: mentions of sakumo’s death?

Note: i didnt know how to continue this. Its just nervous baby minato

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/15E1Q8uwBYbpRvcuP1V8YxsuFlz_XXm9CWPIa6pBgI7Y

Name: And then take it all away

Pairings: none

Characters: team minato, adult obito

Summary: a stranger attacks kakashi to make things right

Warnings: big obito trying to murder bby kakashi??

Note: I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT THIS IS OTHER THAN BIG OBITO IS INTENT ON KILLING BBY KAKASHI AND KAKASHI IS OVER HIS HEAD

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https://docs.google.com/document/d/13CmKdGSclkiQnDlkWObg0JgMfxZmoZXsLNU5ht6m_gQ

Name: Today, tomorrow and beyond

Pairings: none?

Characters: team minato

Summary: kakashi time travels, except it doesnt quite work as intended

Warnings: confusion? Wrong suspicions of self harm

Note: its basically a baby kakashi gets his memory(mind?) from the future but it fucks up his whole system and i thought it started looking stupid so i abandoned it hgghhgh

[kanasmusings]

[Translation] TsukiPro Special CD - Starry Sky Collection Track 2

Yay~! This time, it’s VAZZROCK!! Next one is Mamoru and Koki’s and then the rest of the Yaminabe series dramas ww

Thank you once again to Deea for the files~! Please don’t ask her as per her request, thank you!

Also, Sho briefly mentions the story behind Lyra the constellation so, please do give it a read to understand it completely ^^

※ Please don’t re-post these translations without permission. Instead of reposting, please just like/reblog instead ^^

Under the cut, enjoy~!

Track 02: [心揺さぶる音楽を -こと座 ベガ-] “Music that Shakes the Heart – from the Constellation of Lyra – Vega”

Mamiya Takaaki, Kira Ouka, Onoda Sho, and Nadumi Ruka

[0:00]

  MAMIYA: Everyone, thank you very much. We’ll leave the rest to you.

SHO: We’ll leave it in your care.

SHO: We’ll be taking our leave now.

OUKA: Thank you very much for today.

RUKA: Thank you~!

  SHO: Now then, thank you for the hard work once again.

MAMIYA: Good work.

OUKA: Great job.

RUKA: Yay~! We all did well!

SHO: With this, VazzRaji’s first season recording is now finished.

SHO: Our party with the staff is over as well and now all we need to do is return to the dorms.

SHO: I heard that if we go straight home from here, it’s not that far but…

SHO: Takaaki, do you want to call a taxi?

MAMIYA: Ah, that’s right. Let’s call for one by the main street.

MAMIYA: But, uh… Can I ride a different one (from yours)?

OUKA: A different one? Where do you plan on going?

MAMIYA: Don’t look at me with such cold eyes~ I just feel like going for a little walk.

MAMIYA: If I walk from here to the dorm…

RUKA: If we’ll trust the map application, it’d take about 10 minutes!

MAMIYA: See? That’s what he said. It’s not really that far.

MAMIYA: I was just thinking of walking around to feel a bit refreshed.

MAMIYA: That much is fine, isn’t it?

RUKA: Ah! Then, I’ll do the same~! I don’t really like the smell of taxis and I try avoiding them as much as possible.

RUKA: Also, I ate a looooott of meat and rice so I wanna exercise a bit!

RUKA: And so~ Takaaki-kun, can I go with you~?

MAMIYA: Of course, you’re welcome to~! Let’s take it easy together, ‘kay?

RUKA: Alrighty~!

OUKA: (sighs) Ruka, if you walk back to the dorms from here, won’t it override your calorie intake?

RUKA: Non, non, non, Ouka-kun~ Doing things when you feel like doing them is important, too!

RUKA: In other words, there’d be no feelings of guilt lingering!

OUKA: Is it like that?

RUKA: Yes, it is! It’s kinda the same as when women go shopping.

RUKA: “Oh, I might find some use for this,” they say and then they end up buying more than intended~

RUKA: In my case, I say “I’ll lose it all in practice tomorrow” and then I eat as much as I can!

RUKA: If you say that, you won’t feel as guilty! Doing the things you love sometimes is important, too~

RUKA: It’s essential, right~?

OUKA: I see… That’s deep.

MAMIYA: By the way, I only want to walk, okay?

SHO: Yes~ I don’t really have any feelings of guilt but, can I join you for your night walk?

MAMIYA: Oh~ Sho, you wanna walk, too?

SHO: Yes, I’m the same as you, Takaaki.

SHO: Heading straight back to the dorms feels like a waste and somehow, I’m in the mood to walk, too.

SHO: I had so much fun a while ago that I feel like wanting to enjoy your company for a while longer.

MAMIYA: In Sho’s case, isn’t it just because you had too much to drink?

MAMIYA: You’re looking quite pale, y’know~? See? (Mamiya touches Sho’s hand) Your hand’s a bit warm, too.

SHO: (chuckles) Is that so? Well, maybe it is, since Takaaki’s hand feels cool and nice.

RUKA: Were you bad at handling your alcohol, Sho-kun?

RUKA: Like, your head feels floaty whenever you drink?

SHO: Hmm… I don’t think I’m particularly bad or good.

SHO: Though, it’s true that my head feels kind of floaty but, it doesn’t really go beyond that.

RUKA: Heh~ I’ll remember that~

SHO: Hm? Why would you want to remember that?

RUKA: When I know what my friends’ limits are, I can help them when they’re troubled about what to drink next or when they’re about to pass out, right~?

RUKA: I can handle my alcohol well so don’t hesitate to rely on me, ‘kay~

SHO: Thank you. Ruka’s very kind and reliable, huh?

MAMIYA: ROCK DOWN’s bonds are so dazzling~

MAMIYA: Alright! Then, Ouka will go home first in a taxi and then—

OUKA: Wait. Do you really think I’m that much of a loner to go home by taxi when you’re all walking?

MAMIYA: Yeah.

OUKA: (Ouka grabs Mamiya by the necktie) You should at least lie in a situation like this.

MAMIYA: (with a pained voice) O-O-Ouka-kun… Ouka-kun? Don’t pull my necktie…! My neck’s gonna fall off…!

MAMIYA: My neck’s gonna snap…!

RUKA: (smiles) VAZZY’s bonds are so tight, huh~!?

SHO: Ouka, calm down~

OUKA: Tch.

RUKA: So, that means~ Ouka-kun’s gonna walk with us?

OUKA: I am. Now that that’s decided, let’s get going.

OUKA: Let’s go. Hurry up and go.

RUKA: Yes sir~

MAMIYA: Y-yes…

[05:00]

  RUKA: (singing) ♪ Let’s go on a walk, let’s go on a walk~! ♪

RUKA: (singing) ♪ I am the great Ruka-kun~! ♪

SHO: (chuckles) Ruka’s in a good mood, huh?

OUKA: I’d understand if that was his energy after drinking but, I’m surprised that he’s naturally like that.

OUKA: In a way, he’s pretty energetic.

MAMIYA: That’s to be expected. Ruka’s a stage actor after all.

MAMIYA: I think he’s got more energy than a certain someone here~ He’s got pretty great stamina.

OUKA: I see.

SHO: I’m so sorry, Ouka. We ended up going home by walking.

OUKA: Ah, no. If I’m being honest, I was the same as everyone else. I felt like going for a walk.

OUKA: That’s why you don’t have to mind it.

MAMIYA: Oh my~! You’re quite honest with Sho, aren’t you, Ouka?

OUKA: If someone tells me something directly, I answer as honestly as I can.

OUKA: That’s all there is to it.

MAMIYA: In other words, you’re rebellious when it comes to me?

RUKA: (smiles) Walking like this together with everyone feels kinda nice, huh~?

RUKA: The food and alcohol during the staff party was great, too! I’m extremely satisfied~

RUKA: I’m super happy!

OUKA: Ruka, your voice is too loud.

RUKA: (laughs) I’m sorry, Ouka-kun.

RUKA: I’m feeling good and the wind feels so nice~ I just got taken in by the atmosphere. (to Sho) Right~?

SHO: Hm? Yes~ (to Mamiya) Right?

MAMIYA: (to Ouka) Right~?

OUKA: Ruka and Sho aside, when Takaaki does it, it’s disgusting.

MAMIYA: So mean!

RUKA: Alright~! Sho-kun and I passed!

MAMIYA: Discrimination is not good, Ouka.

OUKA: Don’t hold on to me, you drunk.

MAMIYA: I didn’t drink any though~

MAMIYA: I only drank like, one beer and about two or three ciders.

RUKA: Me, too! Normally, I’d drink so much more but, I have to wake up early tomorrow.

RUKA: Hm… But, Takaaki-kun, Ouka-kun, Sho-kun, and I are kinda a rare combi so—

RUKA: Going home so early just kinda feels like a waste…

SHO: Even though you say that Ruka, Gaku asked me to take you home safely.

RUKA: Ack! That bastard…!

MAMIYA: As expected from his partner! He can read you like a book~

OUKA: You laugh at him and all that but, you need to wake up early for filming tomorrow, too.

OUKA: Walk properly, get home, and then go to sleep.

OUKA: Don’t tell me, “let me watch one video before going to sleep,” got it?

MAMIYA: (groans)

SHO: (laughs) Looks like he can read you well, too~

SHO: Although Takaaki takes his work seriously, there are times when he indulges himself, huh?

SHO: Just like me~

RUKA: I-I don’t think that’s something you should be smiling about, Sho-kun… (laughs nervously)

OUKA: Good grief… So, our leaders have the same weird tendencies.

SHO: Please don’t abandon me.

[08:19]

  SHO: (gasps)

RUKA: Hm, what’s wrong, Sho-kun?

SHO: Look, Ruka. Since there are no buildings around, you can see the stars properly.

RUKA: Ah! It’s true!

RUKA: Woah~! Since when did I last see the stars like this~?

OUKA: We might have seen them but didn’t really notice them much.

MAMIYA: So, they can be seen properly even in the city, huh~!

OUKA: The stars I saw from my relative’s house when I was younger were even more amazing.

MAMIYA: Heh~ In the countryside?

OUKA: In Okayama Prefecture’s prefectural border.

OUKA: I was in elementary school back then probably. I went there about 2 or 3 times during summer vacation.

OUKA: In any case, the stars were so beautiful that I’d lay down and look up at them until my mother came to scold me.

OUKA: It’s such a vivid memory that when I close my eyes sometimes, I feel like I can still see them.

OUKA: The scent of incense, the squeaking of the wooden floorboards, the sound of the wind chimes, and the starry sky spreading from the night sky.

RUKA: When I imagine Ouka-kun with stars, it makes for such a perfect picture that I get scared~

RUKA: Ouka-kun, you really love stars, huh?

OUKA: I guess. I love them.

OUKA: Not just the stars but the universe in general. When it’s shown on T.V. I end up watching it completely.

MAMIYA: This is my first time hearing that~

OUKA: Have I not told you…?

OUKA: Don’t you generally prefer conversations where you can talk of anything compared to half-hearted ones that don’t fit your interests?

OUKA: It feels good to be able to talk about what you love, doesn’t it?

MAMIYA: I see~ That’s such a great reason that’s so fitting of you, Ouka.

RUKA: I love stars too but, not on a realistic scale, I guess.

RUKA: I love things with star designs! They can be cute or cool~!

RUKA: Oh, and they’re good luck~!

MAMIYA: Oh! Now that you mention it, I feel like a lot of your t-shirts and bags have star designs on them!

MAMIYA: Don’t you have shoes like that, too? Ya know, the ones designed with stars for buckles and stuff?

RUKA: As expected from Takaaki-kun! You’ve observed well, huh~? Those are my favorite~

RUKA: It’s the one I decorated with the make-up artist backstage! It’s the only one of its kind in the world~

RUKA: I wear them to feel in the mood before a play!

SHO: You really take acting seriously, huh~ Leaving it to luck is not manly, was it?

SHO: Though, you give me the impression that you would leave it to your own abilities.

RUKA: (laughs) That’s correct! That’s exactly it!

RUKA: Whether it’s luck or abilities, the one that wins in the end is the me who practiced a lot.

RUKA: The only superstition I believe are good luck charms, I guess.

RUKA: I usually feel like giving it my all when I’m acting since I can~

RUKA: Though, there are a lot of people on stage who believe in superstitions.

SHO: True. I think I have the same way of thinking. The world is not so simple that we can win on luck alone.

SHO: But, we can’t completely undermine luck and being lucky. That’s about it, I guess~

RUKA: Yep~! Samesies~

[11:43]

  SHO: (chuckles) Hey, does everyone know the legend of Vega from the Lyra constellation? It’s one of the brightest stars in the Summer Triangle.

MAMIYA: That’s pretty sudden~ The Summer Triangle constellation is uh… Altair, Vega, and… Ah, Deneb! It’s that one, right?

MAMIYA: The only thing I know about it are the stars’ names.

OUKA: I’m the same.

RUKA: Wow, you’re amazing! I didn’t even know the stars’ names!

RUKA: I only know the words “Summer Triangle”.

SHO: (chuckles) That’s exactly it.

SHO: Lyra is the constellation that’s shaped like a musical instrument. It’s the lyre that appears in Greek mythology.

SHO: The story goes is that it’s Orpheus’s lyre up in the sky.

SHO: The legend says that Orpheus went to the Underworld to reclaim his departed wife.

SHO: He offered his music to the King of the Underworld and managed to charm him.

SHO: Though, it seems like he failed with his initial plans of bringing his beloved back.

SHO: I’ve been told this story when I was young and I remember admiring the music that was supposed to have swayed even the King of the Underworld’s heart.

SHO: I just remembered that suddenly.

RUKA: I feel like Sho-kun’s violin can shake the heart of the King of the Underworld, too~

SHO: No, no. I still have ways to go.

SHO: I think that the violin is something that I still have to learn for quite a long time.

SHO: It’s never-ending and it makes me feel a bit scared but, it has its own charm, too.

OUKA: It might be quite similar to the reason why I admire the universe.

OUKA: Something that we want to chase for an eternity.

RUKA: Ah, that kind of phrasing is perfect for my ideal stars!

RUKA: Something that we admire for eternity is something that we’d yearn for for a long time!

RUKA: Isn’t that cool~?

MAMIYA: I feel you. Though, it’d be a plus if I can make mine shorter.

MAMIYA: See? Just like those stars spreading above our heads right now.

MAMIYA: I can see them all the time and I feel like I can reach my hand out to them. They’re always watching over us.

MAMIYA: I was just thinking that it’d be nice if the fans thought of us like that, too.

OUKA: “Watching over” is so like you.

MAMIYA: Right?

SHO: Right now, we are the ones being watched over by the stars, huh?

SHO: Let’s continue to do our best so that we can become those kinds of admirable people~

RUKA: Yeah!

RUKA: (singing) ♪ Let’s go home, let’s go home~! I am the great Ruka-kun~! ♪

OUKA: Like I said, your voice is too loud.

MAMIYA: Alright, let’s sing together in a moderate tone then~

MAMIYA: Alright, Ouka, you too~!

OUKA: I won’t sing.

  SHO: (chuckles) We’ll continue to make music that will shake your heart one day.

SHO: Beautiful and dazzling music just like the stars that’s dedicated for you.

  ==END==

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[luboytn]

rami’s thoughts about you

a/n: wow. hi there, yall! if you have any ideas of story that I should write about-jus tell me bout it! I’m writing about rami n all characters he played. hope u will like my work! thx tysm

pairing: Rami Malek x reader

summary: you work at the café. rami is having crush on u and after a long time he finally decided to ask u about your number.

warnings: -

word count: 1500+

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I watch her long, tanned legs as she heads towards me. Y/N is wearing a white dress today with various colorful flowers; it reaches almost to her knees. She has ordinary white converss on his feet, which are already slightly damaged and dirty. Her hair is once again associated in a ponytail, which is decorated with a sweet, small bow. At the waist, a black apron with a logo of the apartment is tied.

   I'm asking myself; How does this girl withstand this weather in this outfit? How aren’t her legs freezing when the north wind blows outside the window, which is like a breath of arctic cold, and every other day it is raining?

   I look out the window for a moment. I see many people outside, half of whom are already wearing large, down jackets, prepared for the winter and frosts. What's wrong with this girl?

   I bite my lip and tap my fingers on the table top. It's so annoying to have someone absorbing your thoughts. It distracts you from everything, because it is so unattainable, and at the same time literally, at your fingertips.

    - Good morning. - I hear her velvety, sweet like candy, voice, so I look at her. In addition to small freckles, today her face is also decorated with a wide, snow-white smile, which sends in my direction when our eyes meet. My gaze goes down to the notebook, which she holds in her hands; I stop my eyes for a moment, focusing it on her long nails. Each of them is painted in a different color, which seems to me quite an interesting solution.

   I do not know how long I watch them, but when I hear the girl grunt, I go back to the living and raise my head, looking her in the eye now.

    - Welcome to "Lucky Strike" - she says again - Can I accept your order now? - she asks, and I am correcting myself in my chair.

   I grab a card of dishes in my hands, although I know well that I am going to order what is usual. I am reading letters on paper again, and then I say:

    - Classic Italian espresso. - I smile at her, what she reciprocates, and then sketch something on the notebook sheet.

    - Anything else? - she asks without looking up, and I shake my head denying. - I'll give it in a second. - she says.

   Y/N turns around, hiding a small notebook into the only pocket of her uniform, and then goes away. I suspend my eyes on her perfect hips, but it only lasts a moment.

   I watch her enter the counter. She pushes under the cup shelf one of the crates that lie on the floor and then climbs onto it. She is too small to even now calmly reach for the desired dish. A pretty, charming sight, standing on tiptoe like a ballerina and trying to take off one of the cups. When she succeeds in a moment, involuntarily a creepy smile sneaks into my face, because I can see that it is the one with blue flowers.

   I wonder why she is still giving me coffee in it. I mean, in this specific cup. Literally all the other espresso cups are completely white, and the one that stands out is the one that goes to me every next time.

   Did she bring her it here? It is quite distinct, because it is the only one that is different. Maybe it's a kind of message? Is Y/N trying to tell me something? Oh, what am I saying. What would she want to show through a stupid vessel? That she likes blue flowers? Absurd.

   I shake my head, fleeing my thoughts back to the brunette. I watch her turning on the coffee machine, doing two neat turns. It looks like she really loved this job because you can always see a smile on her face. She comes here every day joyful. She does pirouettes from time to time, for no reason, and laughs at herself, like a small child. It is such a delightful sight that you would like to come here just to see it. It is the best attraction that I have seen in my life.

   I do not even know when, and I start to grin with myself and I have to look a bit strange, but I'm not really caring about it at the moment. I have such a sweet view in front of my eyes, I cant help how my body reacts.

   I feel my heart beat faster when the brunette finishes making coffee and walks with the t towards me. She looks like a kind who intends to show off her drawings.

   She leans over the table at which I sit. She puts a cup in front of me, saying kindly to "enjoy your coffee”. Then I pay attention again to her hands, and more precisely to the fingers that run gracefully through pure porcelain, when, after a really short moment, they disappear from my vision, I raise my head.

   Unchecked, I get up on my feet, almost pouring freshly ordered coffee. I make a bit of noise, so the couple from the neighboring table looks at me, but after a few second they return around.

- Can I still order something else? - I ask, one hand raising slightly upwards, as if I was a student in a school bench. Penny turns to me, then with a smile, returns to me and stands at the table, leaning on it.

    - Of course. How can I help you? - after asking questions, she reaches for a notebook and a pen, waiting for my next order. I begin to feel a slight anxiety and stress and suddenly, immensely strong, I am tempted to drink.

    - Could I get your number? - I say before I even manage to mentally prepare for possible rejection. My eyes widen because I'm shocked that I've gotten the courage to ask her about it.

   There is a somewhat awkward silence between us that echoes in my ears. Believe me, even when you hear no sound, this kind of silence can be deadly loud.

   - My number? - Asks brunette, frowning, and I feel my face paler. I want to break the window next to us and run outside; run and run ahead, so no one would know where I am.

   I'm starting to rebuke myself for my stupidity. Why did not I think she could have a boyfriend? She is so beautiful, kind and young, who would not like it for their self? Who would not want it to be their property? She may even be engaged or, worse, she has already got married; she has a child or even a bunch of them.

   My hands are prone to itch because I really want to smash something. I'm mad at myself. Why didnt I thought about that I may be not her type? She probably already noticed that I come here five times a week, at the same time, and order the same coffee; and when I do, I start to observe her. I don’t exclude the possibility that at this stage she considers me a murderer or a pervert. If I was her - would have thought about myself that way. What normal guy, approaching up to fourty, looks at the same woman, in addition younger, for a year, grinning like an idiot, while drinking coffee?

   - I think it would be better if you were to give me yours. - I hear Y/N’s voice, which pulls me out of the momentary state of reflection. I am slightly confused and try to understand her way of thinking. I raise one eyebrow, remaining quiet.

   Does she not want to hurt me by giving me the wrong number, but she still has no heart to reject me?

   - I do not have a phone, I'll call you from the booth. - she explains, probably seeing my embarrassment.

   - Oh - I say - Yes, sure. Give me a piece of paper, I'll write it down for you - Im trying to sound natural, although I have a panic attack inside.

   The girl pulls a piece of paper from her notebook and hands it to me with the pen. I enter my phone number on the card, trying to preserve the cute character of the letter. When I finish, i give it to the brunette, she puts it in her pocket, after folding it in half.

    - What happened to your cell phone? - I ask, hoping that I do not violate her privacy or I do not enter delicate topics. Who knows if her phone has not been stolen recently, along with other valuable things? Or maybe she has no money to buy it?

    - I just dont have it. - she answers briefly, seems slightly embarrassed. She has her head down and the pen in her fingers. Oh, if you could see her now; how sweet she is. I bet I assigned her this epithet at least fifty times today. However, it fits perfectly with her, she could be a definition of this word.

   At this point, it does not even seem strange to me that she does not have a cell phone. Well, I admit that in the twenty-first century, it's harder to find someone without a phone than with it. Especially when it's a person, more or less, my age, and Y/N seems even younger.

   Then I start to wonder how old she actually is? She looks like she is twenty-one, plus I've seen her drinking alcohol more than once, so she can’t be younger, right? I would not call her older than me, I'm sure. Therefore, I estimate that she may be about twenty-two years old. However, her low height and the clothes she used to wear make me puzzled, because if I look only at it, I would call her a teenager, maybe even a preschooler.

    - I'll call you before I start work. I hope you are not asleep before eight. - she says with a smile that I reciprocate.

    - No, I'm not sleeping. Relax, you have nothing to worry about. - I'm lying, because I usually get up at ten o'clock, but I would pick up my phone even if she was going to call in the middle of the night.

    - That's good. - she smiles, hiding the card with my number in the pocket of her uniform. - I need to get back to work - she says, in a sweet voice, then moves away from the coffers in a lively step.

- I’m Rami, by the way - I'm screaming after her before she can get far away from where she would not hear me anymore. She only turns her head, and from her mouth movement I can read - "I know."

It does not take much to wonder how she knows my name. In fact, I immediately reject the idea of ​​divorcing myself.

   I sit back in my seat and let it out of my lungs. I'm still watching Y/N, until she finally disappears from the field of my vision as she enters through the dark door to the back.

I want to jump around the whole café; just shout and run around the tables, ignoring the others. I cover my mouth with a hand when a stupid, pride smile sneaks into it. With the fingers of the other hand I hit the table top, because my body is not able to behave calmly now.

Joy, excitement permeate all of me and I have the impression that any moment i will explode from the excess of intensity of these emotions.

I punish myself in my thoughts for procrastination with Y/N’s approach. She is so nice. Who knows, maybe if I started talking to her faster, we would be in a relationship that would bring us closer till we’d become a boyfriend and girlfriend; or at least friends with benefits.

[eleanorwoodley]

Studio 4 & 5

17/10/2018:

I felt I needed to add drawing to my work so started a marker drawing of a woven piece I wanted to make however I am unsure if this is a distraction from the collage and 3D pieces I actually want to produce.

18/10/2018:

After asking a tutor for their opinion on the marker drawing they agreed in my feeling that it was taking my work in the wrong direction and said it was too ‘illustrative’, she suggested I could combine the marker drawing with other elements collaged together which is something I am reflecting on.

22/10/2018:

I partook in a soft sculpture workshop I had signed up for which took place over the entire day (the first half of the day dedicated to creating a frame and the second half building on top of the frame with fabric and other materials). I had brought in some garments that I didnt mind being destroyed and re-used for the sculpture. I was put into a group of 3 and given the task of creating an anthropomorphic sculpture.

My group found it difficult to come up with a unified idea so we decided to just start making something and see where it took us. In the end we created something that did not fit the brief of anthropomorphic and instead resembled a shipwreck which I happened to really like. I even came up with the idea of making lumps of fabric covered with hessian, making small incisions shaping them into holes and pulling the fabric through. I feel like these resemble some kind of sea life (sea anemone maybe?).

23/10/2018:

I want to explore bringing more 3D elements into collage. I aim to emulate a pile weave (looped weave) by looping plastic coated wire and copper wire with electrical tape wrapped around it alonside images of electrical wire (usually used for circuit boards).

24/10/2018:

I began priming some pieces of wood I had gotten from the 3D workshop. I intend to use them as a grounds for mixed media work.

25/10/2018:

Finished wrapping the copper wire with electrical tape and looping the plastic coated wire. Next I am going to cut out the centre of the paper and weave across with wire and incorporate some copper washers.

26/10/2018:

I had my first session with the radiography students for the x-ray project today which I will cover in a later post.

[shaeveryday]

Sunday. Supposed to be my first day of work for this week but dave said we’ll be working from home today. I was actually ready to go when he messaged me. But releived that i will be in the comfort of my home today. I struggled to get up tho and cant even remember my devotion cos i kept falling asleep while reading. I think i felt ok when i woke up. Decided to work at the living room cos i might fall into sulking again if i stayed in my room. Heard mass but kept falling asleep. I had a hard time finishing it. But the sermon was good and it spoke to me. Its about forgiveness and letting go of anger. Which i have in my heart right now. I started watching the crown even if I didn’t reqlly fancy it. Just looking for things to do as i dont have any work. Then dane came. We had lunch together. Ive been hungry all morning as we dont have stock and i dont have anything to cook. I intended to go to grocery today but since i didnt go to work, i changed my mind about going out. I continued watching til I fell asleep on the couch. Dane left to do errands. I woke up and it was dark already. This is the start of the crying fit again. I felt so anxious i went back to my room. Did some stretching to release the tension but erwin messgaed me asking how i was and the floodgates opened again. He said he’s worried for the lack of response this past two days and i just kept weeping in my bed. He wanted to call but i told him that i couldn’t talk at the moment because im not ok. He understood. I feel bad cos i wanted to tell him so badly why ive been feeling this way lately. I just dont know how to start. Its been two days now that i blocked Albert. And he aint doing anything to reach me like before. I couldn’t breathe thinking of the possibilities of the sudden change. All these lies in my head. Im feeling something aint right. And i wish im wrong. He isn’t like this before. I realized that i can handle any problems life might throw on me but not broken-heartedness. This is my weakness. Ive never been this vulnerable in a long time even when i didnt know what to do with my life after getting terminated. Ive never cried this hard and its killing me again. This whole January has been a roller coaster ride and most of my downs are about him. Im really hurt right now and i just pray ill feel better. I know i have my faults and i regret being so hard on him before. But when I submitted to him i felt like he just walked over me. I might be wrong. Its still devatable but i really can’t understand him. There are days he’s clingy and there are days he just dont want to talk at all and that hurts me. I got attached and this is the problem. I can’t detach easily. I dont want to talk to anyone and dont want to do live. I want to disappear but i know it wont help me either. I got bills to pay. I feel mixed emotions about January but i felt God’s presence the entire time amidst the broken-heartedness. I did prayer and fasting for 5 days and it helped realize so many things. I got to know Him better too. He also blessed me with provision. A big one. It was a revelation that he wont leave me in time of crisis. He will provide the things that i need in His grace. So why am i worried. Why does my heart still hurt. I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I should not forget his promises. These emotions are eating me alive. I am so weak. I should focus on him and not on these problems and heartaches. For He has plans for me and he will give me the best and what i deserve not things that will harm me and hurt me. Im sorry Lord. Pls guide me this February. Protect me from these lies. Comfort me with your love. Im sorry God for doubting you.

[lifeisawoman]

Ao3

It’s 4:00 pm on a friday and Michael made sure to make his pickup before he met back up with Jeremy, the taller boy having had a panic attack the one time he decided to tag along despite being literally less than five minutes from his own home and inside a warm furnished basement. They only got it from Michael’s cousin, once it started becoming a more regular thing, so it really wasn't the most uncomfortable thing to go off and do alone. Michael gracefully threw his backpack onto the couch in his basement after he came inside, running to grab a lighter and that cool ball of hemp wick out of the drawer by his bed, toward the back wall of the basement before plopping down on the couch as well, ready to roll a blunt before his friend arrived.

Jeremy hesitantly walks into the basement right as Michael is licking the tobacco paper, making sure it sticks. He smiles at the smaller boy sitting on the couch and moves to join him, settling himself in the middle of the couch between Michael and his backpack. “What flavor is that?” Jeremy asks, skipping the pleasantries as they had only been apart for around half an hour; Long enough for Jeremy to get home and change out of the clothes he wore to school and for Michael to cop.

“He got me ‘Tropical Twist’, I guess it’s like a new summer flavor.” Michael answers, wiping his mouth. He gestures for Jeremy to hand him the lighter on the table and flicks it on, drying the now rolled blunt of his spit. Jeremy hums in consideration, leaning back into the couch. The darker haired teen sparks the lighter and smoothly lights the end of the blunt away from his face, taking a long pull and burning away the excess tobacco before handing it to his patient friend.

Jeremy takes the nicely pearled blunt from Michael’s hand, sitting himself up straighter against the back of the couch as to not restrict his lungs; He takes an earnest hit and starts choking as soon as the smoke travels down to his lungs, “Shit! It’s so harsh dude!” He complains through his coughs, a nerve setting in from the cough, sweat forming on his forehead as he tries to take control of his breathing once more. Michael guiltily takes the blunt again, “I mean yeah, it’s tobacco… Look I’m sorry hold on.” Jeremy watches Michael cross the room, casually smoking, puffs of smoke floating to the ceiling in calming swirls, the filipino boy kneels into his mini fridge and grabs a code red mountain dew, something they’d both find comfort in and drink often. Jeremy gratefully accepts the drink and guzzles some down, relishing in the moisture down his throat while the carbonation chokes him a small bit further, the bubbles irritating as they went down. “I’m a pussy.” Jeremy laughs, taking another sip of the drink in his hand, Michael busying himself with picking what music to blast from his Bluetooth speaker. “It’s just really tasty,” Michael explains, “Should I uh- Should I just pack a bowl?”

“No!” Jeremy chokes, not wanting to inconvenience his player two, “Let me just try again.” He insists, and Michael complies, taking another quick drag before passing the blunt to Jeremy again. He’s warm, sure his face is red and his sides cramping from what he assumes is the strain on his lungs. He’s high, just barely buzzed but it’s there. The hit he takes is small and he breathes the smoke out heavily, a noise heaving through his throat as he does his best to not cough again and Michael seems to have retreated toward the end of the couch more than before. “I have an idea.” The smaller teen spoke up softly, taking the blunt from Jeremy again and taking a long deep pull that honestly concerns his friend- How could his lungs do that? How much weed did this fucker actually smoke?

Jeremy couldn’t help but notice as Michael’s cheeks reddened and when he moves the blunt away from his lips how he keeps them pursed and then Michael was leaning in and Jeremy’s brain was swimming. Was Michael Mell, his best friend of several years about to kiss him? On the mouth? Why? What warranted this course of action? It wasn’t that Jeremy was complaining because, hey, it’s not like there hasn’t been some lingering thoughts, maybe some fantasies that he pushed to the back of his mind because wow that’s gay and probably fucked up because this is Michael: Jeremy’s best friend and player two (despite how Michael insists otherwise). His eyes flicker to the blank television in front of them, lingering on the reflection of himself and then Michael. Their foreheads touch and Jeremy preps himself, eyes shutting in anticipation of the connection. There’s a brief brush of their lips but no connection, instead a cloud of smoke is blown into Jeremy’s mouth, he inhales and wants to cry. This wasn’t anywhere near what he figured might happen today but once there was a possibility in his mind of something more, he felt rejected. He felt stupid for assuming and hurt for assuming incorrectly. He sighs the smoke back out, closing his eyes and Michael turns his head to take another pull, Jeremy desperate for the next hit. Michael exhales slowly, this time away from Jeremy’s face and the Jewish teen is left gazing at his damp lips, “Hey I didn’t cough that time.” He mentions offhandedly, hoping he’s not too obvious and Michael smiles.

“We can do that again. If you want to, I mean.” Jeremy goes red and nods a little too enthusiastically. Michael smiles sheepishly, taking another hit from the blunt and leaning into Jeremy. Michael’s heart swells at the sight of Jeremy bright red and sweating. He notes the way Jeremy’s eyes flicker between holding eye contact with Michael and glancing toward his lips and he decides to take the chance, connecting their lips. There’s a moment where the taller, paler of the two freezes and Michael lets the smoke seep from his mouth to Jeremy’s who promptly turns away and launches into a coughing fit, a hand clutching his chest. Michael’s face falls, clearly having read the situation wrong and wow, why did he think that could have been an okay thing to do? Sure they flirted with each other almost constantly but that was just them- okay maybe Michael started doing it because, yeah, he was kind of in love with Jeremy and figured he could joke about it but then Jeremy reciprocated and it turned into some sort of inside joke between them. Jeremy didn’t actually want to be with Michael, why did he kiss him?

Michael lets out a hesitant laugh once Jeremy’s calmed somewhat, reeling from the sudden high. “Whoops! My bad man…” Michael offers, trailing off as Jeremy gives him a panicked look. “Wai- Uh. Y-you didn’t… mean to?” The taller boy asks, sputtering and going red- redder, rather.

“I’m sorry.” Michael squeaks, putting out the blunt and moving to walk away from Jeremy and hopefully save himself some embarrassment. Jeremy watches him over the back of the couch, a bemused smile gracing his lips as Michael dramatically falls face first onto his bed. They were so dumb! This was so dumb! Why is this so awkward and dumb! Jeremy’s mind shouts at him, a voice eerily similar to a certain computer piece of shit but he shakes it off. It’s a few minutes of silence and overthinking on both parties, Jeremy trying to come down a little before he thinks, fuck it, and goes to Michael’s pancake form still unmoving on his bed.

Michael jumps when a hand touches his back but decides it’s ultimately a wiser decision to keep his face buried in the pillow he’s clutching. Jeremy sighs and rubs circles into Michael’s back before working up the courage to just ask him the question on his mind like a normal fucking human being. “Do you… like me?” He asks wearily, noting the way Michael tenses and quickly turns around and bolts upright on the bed,

“Of course!” He says, face red and Jeremy can’t help but find it adorable. It’s not often he gets to see a flustered Michael; The guy was so high he was basically always chilling.

“Michael…” He murmurs, giving him a pointed look that read he knew his friend wasn’t being completely honest.

“Dude.” Michael groans, throwing his head back, “I really- this isn’t like the time to talk about this.” He whines out, and Jeremy frowns, shaking his head.

“No? You don’t want to talk about feelings after kissing me?” Jeremy questions, the words coming out a lot harsher than he’d intended, “I mean! I’m not mad or anything, obviously! I uh- I really want to know if like? That was a thing you’d maybe wanted to do or if it was like… actually an accident because it didnt… y’know… feel like one? ” He explains, hands flapping about nervously as he spoke and Michael cringes, curling in around himself.

“Yes. Yeah okay?!” Michael cuts Jeremy off, fed up with the bombardment, feeling his anxiety building up very rapidly, “I’m stupidly like- I like you a lot, okay?!” He yells, almost too defencive, waiting for his best friend to walk out of his life for the second time in a year. Before either of them realize, there are tears welling in Michael’s eyes and it’s heartbreaking for Jeremy to witness, guiltily thinking back to Michael crying and yelling out what Jeremy’s abandonment did to him, of scooping Michael up in his arms and promising to never fuck it up again.

“Michael…” He offers, a hand gently guiding the smaller teen into his long pale arms and holding hims to his chest tight, “It’s okay. I’m sorry.”

“Why are you sorry?” Michael peeks up, taking a few seconds to wipe at his eyes, “I’m sorry! I- I made this weird. I kissed you cause I’m a fucking idiot and I know you-”

He doesn’t get to finish his sentence because Jeremy’s lips are on his for the second time that night and he feels like the world stopped. The basement is absolutely silent and there’s only a dim artificial yellow glow lighting the room, Michael having not deemed it late enough in the day to plug in his lava lamp or fairy lights that string around his “bedroom area” of the basement. The kiss itself was really anything but extraordinary, just a poorly aimed pressing of lips but Michael felt his heart melt. It only lasted a few seconds, enough to sufficiently tell Michael he was wrong and shut up his stupid, gorgeous, self deprecating lips.

“I liked it, you dense fuck.” Jeremy laughs, using his palm to brush back Michael’s hair and they stare at each other red faced and grinning for a few seconds.

“Do you like me?” Michael asks, clearly still attempting to process the events of the past fifteen minutes.

Jeremy rolls his eyes and kisses Michael again, figuring that’s as good of an answer as he can give but Michael breaks the kiss after a few seconds, “Words, Jeremy.” He insists and the boy in question flushes, quick to bring his hands to cover his face.

“Oh my god, Michael! Yes.” He almost screams, frustrated. “Can I kiss your dumb face now?” He pleads, running a hand through his own hair and silently praying he doesn’t look like a complete blushing virgin but, really, he’s learned you can’t really hide who you are. Michael laughs and wipes at his eyes once more, “Are we idiots?” He asks.

“Yes?” Jeremy answers almost instantly, and Michael gives him a scolding look,

“I mean… I’ve had a huge gay crush on you for years and like- all it takes is a little weed and some shotgunning and all the sudden you like me and I’m just- I’m shook. Just give me a second, okay? This is like when Christine said she’d go out with you, right? I just need a minute.”

Jeremy grins and shakes his head, “I don’t like Christine anymore.”

“I know.” Michael clarifies, smiling softly, almost shy. “You like me now."

Jeremy grins and nods enthusiastically, “A lot.” He confirms, taking Michael’s hands in his, “I can wait as long as you need.”

Michael smiles and sloppily lunges forward to capture Jeremy in a kiss, or what would have been a kiss if Jermey didn’t fall backward onto the bed, pulling Michael down to lay across his torso, “Hey, I was trying to do something.” Michael whines, awkwardly scooting his body up so he was face to face with Jeremy again, he made sure to be slow this time, giving Jeremy enough of a warning and smooches that boy with all the love he’s been building in his heart for several years. Jeremy smiles against his lips and there’s a silent wave of calm and comfort that washes over them, lying together on Michael’s full sized bed in the Mell basement.

“I think I love you.” Michael whispers once they break apart again and Jeremy sighs in contentment.

“I think I love you too.”

[darkdarkmydesire]

I really hope it wasn't (just an experiment)

Chapter 6:

"Do you want to get popcorn?", Clayx asked, arm wrapped around Alec.

" Sure, I'll pay.", he smiled up at the taller boy, as the couple made their way to the queue.

Alec and Calyx had been dating for a little over two weeks. They had been on numerous 'official dates' and a few lazy ones, spent indoors. Albeit, today they had decided on a traditional movie on the big screen.

As they stood in line, from his spot slightly behind Calyx, Alec looked over his boyfriend. The word was still foreign on Alec's tongue. Calyx was wearing a stormy grey jeans under a pale green t - shirt, which emphasised his pale eyes. It had been the feature that had first draw Alec to him. Even niw, Calyx was a great boyfriend, caring and fun to be with. They both had moved their lives to fit each other fairly easily. With them spending lunches in school library together, or with friends, alternating between Calyx's trio and Alec's group. Perhaps a bit awkward on Calyx's friend's part, but they could work around that. Everything was going smoothly, it was nothing like being with Magnus, where Alec was swept away from one emotion to the next. Alec's and Magnus's something had been like hurricane. Wild and thrilling, filled with equal amounts of pain and pleasure. The pair had also gained attention in school as the mirroring couple, not due to their personalities, which were thoughtful and sweet to each other, but because of their looks.

Alec's dark hair and hazel eyes were a direct contrast to Calyx's pale eyes and light hair. Being in a relationship with Calyx was calm, pleasant. Alec's relaxed tenor, had been obvious to Izzy and Jace too, the serenity was due to Calyx and Alec having had no petty squabbles. The relationship consisted of kissing and holding hands, even dry humping each other twice, but had always stopped there.

Alec wasn't going to succumb to wild passion again, is what he told himself, never truly asking himself if there was any indication of a wild passion towards Calyx. Magnus on the other hand, had coincidentally vanished the first three days of Alec's relationship, drivng Alec insane with worry, as no one seemed to know where he was. It was only when Magnus had texted the second day into said disappearance, that Alec had calmed down. It had been a simple sentence:

Broke my phone, am sick, will see you.

Alec had immediately responded, asking if he needed anything, only to be called by Ragnor, "It's my phone. Dont use it as a way station.", he growled, before clicking the phone off and blocking Alec's number.

Aggrieved, but helpless, Alec had left Magnus to his own devices. While, a day later, he had slid back into Alec's newly changed routine seamlessly, the whole endeavour forgotten shortly. -------------------------------+--

As Magnus sat in his arm chair, staring at the view, Ragnor stormed over, snatching the glass of whisky and something stronger from his hands.

" Magnus that's enough.", he snapped, "You can't keep destroying yourself over that boy.".

" I'm fine.", Magnus drawled, waving away his green obsessed friend's concern.

"It's just liquid courage.", he said, picking his way over the apartment. Reaching the table scattered with alcoholic bottles, he picked up various ones and began mixing a cloudy concoction. " I'll just be sipping tonight, I promise.", he added, sipping the drink, then proceeding to wrinkle his nose and adding more whisky.

Magnus thought he had done pretty well, considering circumstances. After all, he had seen the man he loved in someone's else's arms. In someone else's mouth. That day, a few weeks ago, he had walked all the way home, opened his cabinet and swallowed his miseries. Ragnor had found him the next afternoon, leaning against the very same cabinet, legs outstretched, griping a bottle of expensive wine, as he sat with salty tracks mapping his face. Melancholy and extremely drunk, Magnus had spilled everything onto Ragnor in return for the silence his friend would give. Which he immediately got, because Ragnor didn't say a word, just gently hauled Magnus into bed, prying the bottle from his grip and clicking off the lights. "Sleep you drunken fool." Magnus had given himself two more days to wallow in self pity, during which he had hastily patched up his tattered heart,and henceforth gotten on with life. After all the result had been the obvious end to his own shortcomings. Magnus had pushed Alec away. It was only fair he let Alec move on.

The preceding events brought them here, some minutes prior to the journey they were to traverse in order to reach a newly opened club/ bar: The Institute. The reason for this colloquial affair was of course, the mutual get together of platonic friends. Platonic friends which included Alec and his boyfriend.

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Alec once again , stood under flashing lights and pounding music. Surveying the club, a species that Alec had successfully avoided for more, or less nineteen years. Yet here he was, in the span of a few months frequenting the haunt of a similar brand. This brand, however, was restrained in comparison to Pandemonium. It had none of the overzealous allure, or heady attraction.

Alec sat in a booth next to Calyx, eyes flicking over the entrance for the rest of his group. He had on a black t - shirt that clung to his skin, over artfully frayed blue jeans revealing slivers of toned lower thighs, while his hair was arranged in an out of the bottle, bed head look. He told himself he was searching for all the awaited members of his usual entourage.

As said entourage came into view, Alec's eyes automatically fell on Magnus. He had put in extra effort. Wearing a finely meshed, netted tank top, Magnus had left nothing to the imagination. His hands were adorned in wrist length leather gloves, while black leather pants clung to his skin outlining each curve and hollow. Alec clenched his hands, coolly reminding himself of his boyfriend. Magnus's arms supported the usual twine bracelets and his hair was streaked with glittery purple. Face done up in a peacock theme, designs arched around his eyes like a mask. It was a composition of varying hues of greens, blues and golds, placing Magnus's eyes at the center of attention. Trapping all who dared gaze directly into their depths. He was merely assessing, Alec reaasured himself as he bacame aware of his own lengthy stare. Proving a point to himself he glanced at the rest in order to asses them too. Try as he mighg hiis mind recorded nothing.

Guiltily, Alec looked back, as Calyx squeezed his thigh a little harder than necessary. "Want to dance?", he asked abruptly, already pulling Calyx into the crowd. He could not have Magnus in front of him, he did not know why and did not linger on the thought. Hence, that is how the night went for Alec, who flashed guarded smiles and the occasional surprised laughter, which Magnus had pried from him by recalling an amusing anecdote, or repeating an exaggerated joke. Alec found these bursts of laughter were always accompanied by a twinge of pain, which only deepened as the night wore on. -------------------------------+--

The night was even more torturous than Magnus had imagined, with Alec wearing that thin cloth. With his boyfriend looking straight at Magnus before leaning closer, touching his bicep, neck and thigh. Magnus ground his teeth, his control was undoubtedly unraveling. And it was all it took for Magnus to keep for smashing Calyx's teeth in. Picking up on Magnus's deteriorating mood, Ragnor soon excused them both, muttering about the need to finish a paper due in tomorrow for their joint class. Nevertheless, all Magnus saw was Alec's wide eyes and flushed face, as Calyx swept a tongue over his lip and licked the drop of wine. While. Looking. At. Magnus. Magnus began to tremble with rage. How dare he taunt him?

Covering up his jealousy, Magnus gave the group a dramatic wink, intending to rile Calyx, never once looking back he sauntered off, hips swaying more prominently than they usually did. -------------------------------+--

Hearing Calyx slam the glass on the table, Alec jerked his eyes back, blushing in humiliation. He had been staring at Magnus's retreating form. Alec was a asshole, he'd had his boyfriend next to him and had been staring at another guy - at Magnus.

"So you're obviously not over Magnus, are you?", Calyx demanded, voice hard. Alec opened his mouth to deny his statement, but stopped, unsure. The sudden pause and heavy silence was statement enough.

" I can't believe I let you string me along. I liked you Alec.", he said voice breaking slightly. The pain he saw reflected in Calyx's eyes shamed Alec, especially as all he felt was relief. Relief that someone had voiced the thought clanging in his brain for months. " I like you too, just not- I'm sorry. I didn't want to hurt you.", he said. Shame and disgust at his own cowardice roiled in Alec's stomach, threaghtening to rip him apart, or maybe it was the drinks - he couldnt tell. He didn't know what he was doing, why he was feeling this way.

Ignoring Alec's pleading, guilt ridden expression, Calyx slide out of the booth, disgusted. But, as Alec tried to stand, to folliw after him. To do what,he didnt know. Alec realised he was drunk, the drink he had been sipping all night had been stronger than it looked. He found the room swaying under his feet. -------------------------------+--

Magnus had just received an unusual call, from Calyx, of all people. Yelling about how Magnus could "choke on your happily ever after, you pompous bastard". Sighing bitterly, Magnus gave a self depreciating laugh, because of course, this is exactly how he had imagined his happily ever after. What was wrong with this man? What did Alec see in this self absorbed imbecile? Although, perhaps - .

It couldn't be. Had Alec ...

Striding through the park, Magnus walked towards the direction of the club. He had come to cool off here, because the memories of Alec in his apartment had threatened to overwhelm him, but this had been an interesting developement. He wasn't that naive to think it may be anything more than a lovers quarrell, but that asshole had possibly left Alec in the club alone, when he clearly had been drinking more than usual. A drunk Alec. Alone. Swearing Magnus picked up his pace. Rounding each corner and crossing each road recklessly, or maybe Calyx hadnt left Alec and Magnus was hurrying to meet an empty booth with yet more memories of Alec, but Magnus still went, because there was a chance he had. No matter how unlikely, or small, if Alec need help, Magnus would be there for him. He hadn't realised he had begun running, until he came to a stop at the entrance of the club. Breath heaving, eyes wild as he looked around. His panic retreated, as he spotted Alec leaning against the booth they had occupied. Though the man beside him was unrecognisable and as Magnus pushed through the crowd, his suspicion froze to a cold, brittle anger...

The man hadn't been speaking to Alec, but attempting to force a kiss on him.< -------------------------------+--

The assailant's hand was a brand around Alec's waist as he used the other to thrust up Alec's shirt. Grunting, Alec struggled, but the alcohol had a grip as firm as the man's. As he leaned ever closer musty, cigarette coated breath hitting Alec's face, Alec thrashed with all his might. Why had he drank so much? He didn't want this. He didn't want this. He didn't want this.

In the midst of panic, Alec tumbled backwards, as another man seemingly shrouded in shadows pulled his attacker off, before pushing the man to the ground. The newcomer punched his face with a violent ferocity. The man was possessed with rage, his fists a storm. At first Alec thought he had something to do with the bleeding man under him. A past grudge, a debt, or something. Although as Alec inched closer he saw: a flash if glittery hair, a wink of a sapphire stone, a gimpse of leather gloves. It was Magnus.

"Hey!", Alec shouted, " Magnus that's enough. Magnus!", as he somewhat woozily trying to pull Magnus off the bleeding sack of meat underneath him Not that Alec minded if he made it through tonight alive. But the man lay: face bruised and bloody, moaning in pain and Alec was pretty sure, Magnus would not be let off lightly, no matter what the incentive, if caught by authorities - which by the looks of hovering bar keep became a distinctive possibility. Granted Alec's "pulling off" was little more than a feeble, albeit consistent tug. Alec was extremely drunk, a little more than extremely - extremely, extremely drunk. Giving the man one last shove, Magnus pushed off him. Turning to cup the back of Alec's head in his leather clad hands, he crushed Alec against his chest. Alec was too stunned to do anything, this night had been a rush of emotion. His eyes burnt and throat clogged with bile, as he recalled the helplessness of the moments before. Winding his arms around Magnus, he twisted his hands in Magnus's shirt, breathing raggedly. As wretched as this night had been, Alec wanted to remember each second of it - for once he did care. A lot of a lot. Alec was not the only one surprised, Magnus had not known he was capable of such blinding rage, such violence. " You came back?", he whispered voice cracking, slurring. "You came back? I thought - , You came back?" Both knew Alec referred to more than just the club, but that was a conversation for a more sober participant. Cutting through Alec's repetitive ramblings, which had begun to sound more like statements than questions, Magnus held on tighter. "Always.", he whispered, pressing Alec closer . " Always, Alexander, always.". The words became a promise that hung like effervescent lanterns in the air. Enveloping them both in a golden glow.

To anyone passing by, it seemed as if a man stood supporting his drunk friend, surrounded by a crowd of curious on lookers, drunkards and an unconscious body, but really Magnus stood under a blanket of stars, entangled in the arms of someone he had come to love, someone who had, hopefully, come to love him back.

"Maaagnus, you're baack. I love you, you know. Isn't that funny?" Despite the offhand delivery, Magnus's heart tugged in happiness and fondness over Alec's whinny tone. It bordered on accusative, Alec had clearly drunk a lot and it seemed there was no more adrenaline to rebuff the effects. Much to his amusement, Alec seemed to be feeling the said increasing effects.

"I know, darling.", he murmured.

"Whatnoiloveyoutoo?", Alec mumbled, face morphing into an exaggerated frown, as he jerked his head from Magnus's shoulder to peer at the Magnus's face.

" I do, I just want to say it when you'll remember, that's all."

Reaching up, Alec patted Magnus's hair, "Glittery, I like glitter.", he nodded sagely. Magnus stifled a laugh. How he had gone from semi - decent talk to this in the span of a few minutes, Magnus had no idea, although one thing was sure. It seemed Alec was drunk.

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