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likelylarks · 9 months

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sleeping beauty au

idk if i succeeded on the esp part, but i’ve thought about this every time i’ve watched this movie in the last three years

on ao3

“Once upon a time, there was a little prince named Daniel. His father, the king, had told him that one day he would be king and that one day he would get married to a beautiful prince. Prince Daniel wanted to run and play and didn’t care about getting married. One day, though, his father took him to meet another prince. This other prince was just a baby and Prince Daniel didn’t see what was so great about a baby.

What was the baby’s name?

Right, sorry.

“Prince Daniel was introduced to the new baby, Prince Max. The king told Prince Daniel that one day, he would marry Prince Max. Prince Daniel didn’t really want to do that because he thought he wouldn’t get to go outside and play anymore once he got married. The king told him that they would only get married when Prince Daniel and Prince Max were older and didn’t play outside anymore, so Daniel thought it might be okay. Prince Daniel then watched with amazement when three fairies appeared to give magical gifts to the baby prince.

“The first fairy gave Prince Max the gift of beauty and said that Prince Max would have the prettiest, bluest eyes in the whole world. The second fairy gave Prince Max the gift of song and said that Prince Max would grow up to sing the most lovely songs. But, before the third fairy could give her gift, a loud thunderous noise rang out through the room.

“A fairy dressed all in black -

And with scary horns.

“A fairy dressed all in black and with scary horns and a raven sitting on her shoulder appeared. The fairy was an evil fairy that didn’t like people being happy and she was mad that she hadn’t been invited to the celebration for Prince Max. She got so angry that she cursed Prince Max. When Prince Max was nineteen -

Daddy, the movie says when Princess Aurora is sixteen.

Yes, bug, but my story is going to be when the prince is nineteen, okay?

I guess so.

Do you want me to keep going?

Pim nodded and snuggled further into Daniel’s side.

“When Prince Max was nineteen, he would prick his finger on a magical spinning wheel and die!”

Pim jumped in alarm before settling back down. He scowled at Daniel, little brow furrowed.

Daniel kissed the top of his blond head in apology.

“The evil fairy laughed when she saw how upset everyone was and then disappeared with another loud noise. Prince Daniel thought she was super scary and was glad that she was gone. He didn’t want Prince Max to die though - even if he didn’t really want to marry Prince Max.

“Luckily, no one else wanted Prince Max to die either and the third fairy hadn’t given her gift yet. The evil fairy’s magic was really strong so the third fairy couldn’t get rid of the curse entirely but she could change it a little bit. The third fairy changed the curse so that when Prince Max pricked his finger on the magic spinning wheel, he would just fall asleep. The fairy said that Prince Max would wake up when someone gave him True Love’s Kiss.

Pim, just real quick. Should you kiss people when they’re asleep?

No, because Papa says that you should always ask before you go into other people’s personal space.

Pim said ‘personal space’ slowly, like he was trying to recall each syllable correctly.

That’s right, but just for the story, we’re going to let it be okay. But just for the story.

Just for the story!

“Even though Prince Max wasn’t going to die from the curse anymore, Prince Max’s parents and the three fairies were still worried about keeping Max safe from the evil fairy. The three fairies said they would take Prince Max and hide him away while he was growing up so that he would be safe from the evil fairy. Prince Daniel was glad that Prince Max would be safe.

“Over the next nineteen years, both Prince Daniel and Prince Max grew up. Prince Daniel grew up into a very handsome prince that was good at sword fighting and liked to ride his horse very fast through the forest.

“Prince Max had grown up in a small cottage in the middle of the woods with the three fairies. The three fairies had not used magic for nineteen years so that the evil fairy wouldn’t be able to find them. Max didn’t know that he was a prince. He thought he was just an ordinary boy. Max had grown up to be just as beautiful as the first fairy had promised and he sang so prettily that sometimes the birds would stop to listen to him sing.

Daddy, Papa can’t sing.

Daniel stifled a laugh.

Just for the story, Pim.

Okay.

“The day of Max’s nineteenth birthday arrived. The three fairies wanted to do something special for Max’s last birthday in the cottage so they decided to bake him a cake and a brand new fancy shirt. They sent Max out to pick some berries so he would be surprised when he got back to the cottage.

“The fairies were not very good at baking or sewing without magic but they tried their best because they loved Max very much. Eventually, they gave up and used magic because they wanted everything to be perfect for Max. They used magic to make the cake and clean the cottage and make Max’s new shirt. Two of the fairies couldn’t decide on what color Max’s shirt should be so they kept using magic to change the color of it. They were making such a racket that one of the evil fairy’s spies saw the cottage and went to report back to the evil fairy that he had found the place where the fairies had been hiding.

“Max didn’t know that any of that was happening. He was out in the woods, singing to himself and picking more berries. Max had not told the three fairies but he’d been having many lovely dreams where a handsome prince came and found him at the cottage and wanted to dance with him and kiss him and marry him.

Daddy, why did Prince Max want to get married? I think I would like to just live in the forest and eat berries and play with animals.

Well, Prince Max really liked living in the forest but he was a little bit lonely. He wanted a best friend, someone that would make him laugh and spend time with him.

So, he just wanted a friend. Not a husband.

Well, ideally the person that you marry is your best friend. Then you have a friend and someone that you can cuddle with all the time.

Like how you always hug Papa whenever you can?

Yeah, just like that.

Papa is your best friend?

He is.

“Prince Max was picking berries and telling the animals about his dreams. He started to dance around, pretending he was waltzing with a handsome prince.

Daddy, what’s waltzing?

It’s like slow dancing. The kind of dancing that is in all of your princess movies.

“Prince Daniel was riding through the forest when he heard the most beautiful singing ever. He immediately turned his horse toward the sound, to try and find the person that was singing so sweetly. He wanted to thank the person that was singing for making him feel better. Prince Daniel’s father had reminded him that he was to be married to Prince Max but Prince Daniel still didn’t want to get married. He especially didn’t want to get married to a stranger. He wanted to get married to his best friend.

Just like Prince Max!

Just like Prince Max.

“Prince Daniel raced toward the singing and eventually came across a beautiful boy that had been singing. Daniel dismounted and he couldn’t help himself. He joined in the dance with the boy and started to sing along with him. Even though he’d never heard the song before, he felt like he knew the words. He felt like he’d seen the beautiful boy before.

“They danced together for a little bit before Max realized that someone was dancing with him and he jumped away from the stranger. He told the man that he wasn’t supposed to be talking to strangers.

“Prince Daniel knew that was smart but he also felt like he had met this beautiful boy before and so he couldn’t help joking that they had already met - once upon a dream, like the boy had been singing about.

“Max thought the stranger was charming and handsome, so he let the stranger lead him into another dance. As they danced, they also started to talk. The stranger was very funny and made Max laugh a lot. He also asked questions about the things that Max liked and asked for his opinions on things. Max liked that the stranger listened intently to everything that Max said and gave thoughtful answers to Max’s own questions.

“Daniel thought that Max was the most lovely person he had ever met. He thought Max’s laugh sounded even better than his singing. Daniel wanted to hear Max talk all day, so he kept asking Max questions so he could keep hearing his voice. Max had a lovely way of explaining everything. Max also had the most beautiful blue eyes in the whole world.

“As the day got later, Max remembered that he’d originally been picking berries. The three fairies would probably be wondering where the berries they’d asked for were. So, even though he didn’t want to, he pulled away from the stranger - though it didn’t feel right to call him a stranger anymore - and told him that he had to go.

Daddy?

Yes, Pim?

How does Max know that they’re fairies when they haven’t used magic in front of him.

Um, they told Max. He didn’t believe them at first but they were all very bad at doing things normally so Max thought they were probably telling the truth because they were used to doing all chores with magic.

Oh. Am I a fairy actually? Because I am bad at picking up my toys.

Daniel hummed thoughtfully.

It’s a good idea, Pim. I’ll have to ask Papa.

Because Papa knows everything.

Papa is very smart, yes. So, he’ll know.

“Daniel felt very sad when the beautiful boy told him that he had to go. He asked if he could see him again. The boy told him that he could come to the cottage in the forest later tonight. Daniel promised that he would see the boy again and then watched him run off. He felt even more sad as he watched the boy leave. Daniel knew that he wanted to spend every day with the boy, so he got back on his horse and rode home to his castle to tell his father that he would get married. Not to Prince Max but to the beautiful boy he’d met in the forest.

“Max ran home, filled with joy. He was so excited to see the other man later tonight. He called out before he got back to the cottage and when he burst in he saw the three fairies standing in a very clean cottage next to a magnificent cake and a new shirt that would fit Max very nicely. Max was so happy to see his birthday surprises and he couldn’t keep the man he’d met a secret anymore. He excitedly told the three fairies about the handsome stranger and how they’d danced together. He told them that he wanted to marry the man.

“The three fairies got very quiet. They didn’t want to disappoint Max but he had to know the truth. They told him that he couldn’t marry the man from the forest because he was engaged to Prince Daniel.

Daddy, what’s engaged?

Like when you promise to marry someone but aren’t actually married yet.

“Max couldn’t believe what the fairies were telling him. He couldn’t marry a prince because he was just an ordinary boy. The fairies told him the truth, that Max was actually Prince Max. They told him that they were taking Max back to his parents’ castle tonight so that he could reunite with them and start acting as the prince. Max felt like his heart was breaking. He didn’t understand why the fairies had lied to him for nineteen years. He was so upset by the lies and also because now he wouldn’t get to see the handsome stranger again - not even to say goodbye.

“Max ran upstairs to try and calm down. He knew the fairies were just trying to protect him but it still really hurt his feelings.

Daniel looked down at Pim, who let out another huff.

What’s up, buddy?

I don’t like that Prince Max is upset. I want Prince Max to be happy all the time.

Me too, but sometimes our feelings get hurt. How would you make Prince Max feel better if you could?

I would give him a big hug!

Yeah?

Because whenever my feelings are hurt, you and Papa give me big hugs and it makes me feel better.

Daniel pulled Pim into a hug. Pim wrapped his little arms around Daniel, squeezing as tight as he could.

Big hugs! Do you feel a little bit better, buddy? Do you want to hear more? Or be done for tonight?

Keep going! I want to hear about Prince Daniel making Prince Max feel not upset anymore.

“The day was starting to get late and the three fairies told Max it was time to go to the castle. Max put on his brand new shirt and let the fairies give him a little slice of cake before they left the cottage. He still felt sad as they left. He hoped that he would run into the handsome stranger on the way to the castle but he didn’t.

“The fairies led Prince Max upstairs to wait for the meeting with his parents. They left him to go prepare the king and queen. Max cried a little while he was waiting. Everything was changing so fast.

Prince Max had big feelings!

Yep, just like you sometimes.

“Prince Max heard a strange noise coming from behind him. He turned and saw a bright light that made him feel a little dizzy and strange. The only thing he could think about was following the light. He followed the light up a secret set of stairs to a dark room. The only thing in the room was a spinning wheel. Prince Max felt like he had to touch the spinning wheel. He couldn’t stop himself and so he reached out and touched one finger to the point of the spinning wheel. He immediately collapsed and was asleep.

“The three fairies had gone back to get Prince Max but he wasn’t in the room. They saw the secret stairs that Max had gone up and flew up the stairs to follow him. They were too late to stop Prince Max from pricking his finger and they watched in horror as Max collapsed, asleep.

“A mean laugh started echoing around the room. The three fairies saw the evil fairy standing over Prince Max. The evil fairy thought that she had won. But, her spy had seen Prince Max dancing with the stranger and she wanted to capture the stranger, too. She knew that if the stranger found Prince Max, then he would wake up. She vanished to go try and find the stranger.

Daddy, where is the stranger? Where is Prince Daniel?

I’m coming back to him buddy, hold your horses.

I don’t have any horses, Daddy.

“Prince Daniel had left his meeting with Max and raced back to his own castle to tell his father that he wanted to marry the beautiful stranger he’d met in the forest. His father had told him that he couldn’t because he had to marry Prince Max and reminded him that it was Prince Max’s birthday today, so he would be returning home. Prince Daniel didn’t want to hear it and didn’t want to get roped into going to the other castle to wait for Prince Max. So, he leapt back on his horse and went back into the forest to try and find the cottage.

“Prince Daniel found the cottage but it looked cold and empty. He entered anyway but he felt that something was wrong. When he went inside, he found the evil fairy waiting for him. It had been many years since Prince Daniel had seen the evil fairy but he remembered how scared she had made him. Some of the evil fairy’s minions jumped on Prince Daniel and tied him up. He tried to fight them off but there were too many.

“The evil fairy recognized Prince Daniel and laughed. She had expected a peasant instead. She transported Prince Daniel to her castle and threw him in the dungeon. She taunted him with a magical vision of the beautiful boy. She told him that the boy was Prince Max and that he’d pricked his finger and fallen under the sleeping curse. She told Prince Daniel that she would let him go, but only after he was very old. So, even if he could wake Prince Max up, they couldn’t be together. It made Prince Daniel feel very scared and sad. It also made him angry because he wanted to protect Prince Max.

“The evil fairy got bored of being mean to Prince Daniel, so she eventually left him alone. The three fairies appeared in his cell. They had put the whole of Prince Max’s kingdom to sleep so that they wouldn’t know Prince Max had been cursed. They heard Prince Daniel’s father talking in his sleep about Prince Daniel finding a beautiful boy in the forest and they realized that Prince Daniel had been the stranger that Max had met. They had seen the evil fairy kidnap Prince Daniel and went to help rescue him.

“They gave Prince Daniel a new, magical shield and sword to help him fight his way out of the evil fairy’s castle and then unlocked his cell. Prince Daniel fought his way past all of the evil fairy’s minions and spells. The three fairies had also brought Prince Daniel’s horse so he was able to ride his horse out of the castle, dodging the evil fairy’s attacks.

“As Prince Daniel fought and rode towards Prince Max’s castle, he heard the evil fairy yelling out another curse. All the land between Prince Daniel and the castle suddenly grew over with sharp thorns. Prince Daniel was able to use his magic shield and sword to cut through the thorns. It was hard work and his clothes got stuck some, but the fairies helped him get free so he could keep going forward.

“The evil fairy saw that Prince Daniel had gotten through the thorns and got even more angry. She teleported in front of him and then started to transform into a massive dragon. She breathed fire at Prince Daniel and he did his best to avoid getting burnt. He wasn’t sure how he could even get close enough to the dragon to kill it so he could rescue Prince Max. The fairies had an idea, though, and so enchanted his sword so that it would aim true. Prince Daniel thought about how lovely Prince Max had turned out to be and hoped that he could throw the sword far enough to reach the dragon. With all his strength, he threw the sword and it flew true and hit the dragon in the heart.

“The dragon stumbled over and fell down into the castle’s moat. When Prince Daniel looked over the side, there was only a scrap of cloth and the sword. The evil fairy had been defeated. The thorns all went away with the death of the fairy but Prince Daniel knew that he still needed to get to Prince Max.

“He rushed into the castle, noticing all the people sleeping. The three fairies led him up the stairs to where Prince Max was sleeping. Prince Daniel saw him lying there. His shirt was blue. Prince Daniel thought that Max’s eyes were a prettier blue than that.

“Prince Daniel was nervous. He didn’t know if True Love’s Kiss would work. He hoped it would because he really loved the person that he had gotten to know. So, Prince Daniel leaned down and kissed Prince Max.

Did he wake up?

What do you think?

Yes!

Pim’s smile was radiant.

“Prince Max opened his eyes and the first thing he did was smile, when he saw Prince Daniel. It really had been True Love’s Kiss. Prince Daniel introduced himself properly and Prince Max did the same. Prince Daniel thought it was very lucky, that the person he wanted to marry turned out to be the person he was supposed to marry anyway.

“Prince Daniel kissed Prince Max again and then they both went downstairs to see Prince Max’s parents.

Pim yawned widely.

Finally, Daniel thought.

“Prince Max greeted his parents, who were incredibly happy to see him again. Prince Daniel loved how happy they were. Prince Daniel’s father was confused because he thought Prince Daniel wanted to marry someone from the forest but Prince Daniel explained that they were the same person as Prince Max.

“So, with the people of the land watching and the kings and queens of the two lands looking on, Prince Max danced with Prince Daniel. Prince Daniel had never wanted to get married before, but he thought it would be the most wonderful thing with Prince Max.

“He was right. And they lived happily ever after.”

That was a good story, Daddy.

Good, I’m glad you liked it.

Daniel tucked Pim into bed, kissing him softly on his forehead. He stood up to see Max leaning against the doorframe.

How much of that did you hear?

Not all of it. Jules and I got back from his practice around the time Pim was saying that I could not sing. I still heard lots of you calling yourself handsome.

I also called you beautiful a lot, if you’ll recall.

The most beautiful blue eyes in the world, you said.

Well, it’s true.

Max rolled said beautiful blue eyes and tugged Daniel into a kiss.

Daniel smiled against Max’s mouth.

Definitely True Love.

Max snorted at Daniel’s words but drew him into another kiss anyway.

#maxiel #daniel ricciardo #max verstappen #larks writes #i rewatched sleeping beauty last night and then wrote this at work today #it was supposed to be shorter but oh well #if you don't like it i'm sorry but life is short!

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jonny-b-meowborn · 3 years

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Oh god I just remembered something

I don't know if y'all ever seen this thing, but there was this irish dance show thing in like early 2000s I think, Feet of Flames or something like that. And my dad had a recording of it on his computer, and showed me once when I was like 7, and I just fell in love with it. Like, I think it started my obsession with irish stuff, which to some extend I still have. And then every time we were visiting my dad, and he asked me and my sister what movie to watch (it was our little tradition), I wanted to watch this. Like. Every time. For months. Maybe even years, though after some time I was able to choose different movies, but this one popped up every now and then. At some point my dad and sister were, understandably, bored of it, but I wasn't, so while they were watching their movie, I'd watch this one. Or just watched it when we didn't have anything to do. I was literally obsessed with this show. The music was beautiful, the dance was amazing, and even if my little child brain didn't fully get the plot, I loved all the characters and their dynamics and they were also so beautiful, and aaah!! Just everything was so lovely.

And after some years dad had a new computer, and it didn't have the show so I was a lil sad, but it was at a time when I loved it, but wasn't that much obsessed. Also I didn't know how searching for movies on the internet worked so I didn't know I could just. Look it up myself lmao.

Fast forward to like about 6 years ago, I was browisng Youtube and holy shit is that Feet of Flames in my recommended what the fuck wee woo fucking wee woo what's goin on the entire show was casually chilling on Youtube all these years what do I do oh god. So I watched it and like. Died. Because it was just as good as I remembered, even better actually. So I may or may not have downloaded it from Youtube don't @ me. And as a kid and up to like, maybe 14 years? I couldn't sleep without something in the background, so we always had a movie on our computer playing at night. And yep. Every time it was my turn to choose a movie (I always lived with my siblings, who also needed watching something before sleep lmao) I chose this amazing show.

I think the last time I've seen it was like maybe more than a year ago? And at that time I was a fully out gay ™️ and like. I decided I don't like the main love plot, which honestly I never liked, and I came up with my own headcanon plot that still made sense, since the characters expressed everything through dance only and technically no one ever said they love each other so now the main love interest is actually into a lady that was originally like the bad guy's gf and was supposed to seduce the main character. I think I had the basic gist of it written somewhere on my previous laptop, and I'm not sure if I published it, but I did try to make it into a tumblr post lmao. I think there was too many photos or videos in the post and tumblr didn't like it so I gave up. Idk maybe it actually is somewhere in there lol.

Anyway I feel my ole obsession coming back so I think I'm gonna watch the thing today after school and who knows. Maybe cry. And maybe I'll write the lesbian plot down and post it here bc fuck you it's my page if I wanna talk about a non existent lesbian romance in an irish dance show from 20 years ago i will

TLDR:

I remembered an irish dance show I was obsessed with as a kid and about a year ago I rewatched it and wrote a headcanon lesbian plot bc i didn't like the main dude and maybe I'll rewatch it today and write the lesbian story better and maybe post it here bc I can fuck you

#feet of flames #nostalgic #bee buzz

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metalbatandzenko · 4 years

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All the colors!!

Link to the original post so you can reblog it yourself :)

zinc white: how are you really feeling today? no one-word answers please!

Better now than I was the first time I answered this because I got my work done, but still pretty burnt out.

cadmium yellow: when you think of the word “happy” what’s the first thing that comes to mind?

Writing.

lemon: what’s your comfort food?

Homemade fried rice is my go to.

hansa yellow: what’s your guilty pleasure song?

I mentioned previously that I don’t really have a guilty pleasure song bc I’m pretty open about all the music I listen to, but one song I will scream out is Take On Me by Aha

yellow ochre: name an artist/band whom you just discovered & can’t get enough of!

I didn’t just discover her, but Tanerélle...her music is so good and she’s so hot..I’m gay

naples yellow: where do you feel most at home?

San Jose’s Japantown on the weekend of Obon.

raw sienna: with whom do you feel most at home?

With my closest friends.

golden ochre: describe the relationship you have with your closest friend.

I don’t think I have a “closest” friend, but my relationship with my group is pretty casual. We send each other things that remind us of one another, we joke and have fun together but we’re there for one another...I’d trust them with my life.

golden deep: what’s your favorite season?

Over the Garden Wall Season Fall. I love the crispness in the air, the colors, the foods...it’s all so good.

cadmium orange: what do you like to do on your days off?

I write so much. I honestly can’t remember my last day off.

orange lake: do you have anyone you can turn to when you’re sad?

I think so. I always worry that I’m putting too much on someone but I also trust my friends to assert their boundaries when they need it.

titans: do you prefer slow mornings or relaxing evenings?

Relaxing evenings. But I’ll take quiet mornings over both of them.

shakhnazaryan red: are you currently binge-watching anything?

Nope. I might rewatch otgw though.

red ochre: are you more right-brained (creative) or left-brained (analytical)?

My dad would say left brained, my mom would say right brained. I agree with my mom.

burnt sienna: is there a painting that brings you peace when you look at it?

Vincent Van Gogh’s Starry Night. Both the more famous one and Starry Night over the Rhône:

english red: what animal do you relate to most?

Owls.

vermilion: what’s your favorite accent?

I grew up listening to and speaking Hawaiian Pidgin at home. I’ve lost the language, but hearing it soothes me.

cadmium red: do you have a “type” when it comes to a significant other?

Tall dark and handsome Capricorns regardless of gender. I’ve dated three people who fit this profile and liked seven others. I didn’t know any of them were Capricorn’s until after I liked them.

scarlet: describe your current crush/es.

I actually don’t have one. Unless you count the celeb crush I have on one of my mutuals on twitter akdbrbrb

ruby: what does your ideal first date look like?

Honestly I like lowkey, so probably a coffee shop date or doing something fun like bowling. Maybe if the first activity goes well we can hit a museum or botanical garden then get a quick bite (like in’n’out) after. God I’m so stereotypical skfbrbr

carmine: what does your ideal second date look like?

Definitely a botanical garden or museum if we haven’t already, then a slightly nicer dinner. This is not a high standard. A Chili’s counts.

madder lake red: would you ever kiss someone (or accept a kiss) on a first date?

I mean. I have in the past so. Akdbrbvtbr I’ve kissed people I haven’t even been dating nor interested in romantically! It’s 2020 lemme kiss my friends!

rose: what’s something really positive going on in your life right now?

Honestly Hidden Horns. It’s been so much fun to work on.

quinacridone rose: what’s something you’re really looking forward to?

Seeing my friends and family again. On top of everything going on right now, I live in a different state than my friends and extended family. I miss them.

violet rose: what does your dream house look like?

Not too large. Something with a bedroom for me and my significant other, a guest bedroom, a nice bathroom and a very nice kitchen. Ideally something with a nice view and large windows where I could watch the sun rise and set.

violet: is there any place in particular you’d like to settle down?

Honestly I’d love to move back to California somewhere. Either somewhere near my hometown, or in Southern California

blue lake: what would you like to do/accomplish before you settle down?

I’d like to publish a book to be honest.

cobalt blue spectral: what is the most beautiful place you have ever been to?

I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to go to Japan on a trip sponsored by the Japanese government. Words really cannot describe how beautiful Japan is.

The first picture is of Odaiba, in Tokyo. The second row is from a small fishing town in Hokkaido. Those are the only picture I had of it that didn’t have a ton of people in them.

The last picture is from the 45th floor of the Tokyo Metropolitan Building in Shinjuku Tokyo. The picture doesn’t do it justice. For how bright the lights were, the stars were out in full force. It was hard to tell where the buildings ended and the sky began.

ultramarine: when was the last time you were in a good mood? do you know/remember what sparked it?

Earlier this evening my dog played with three other dogs.

blue: what’s the most recent dream you remember?

I was choking last night. That’s all I remember.

bright blue: what does your dream family look like? any kids or pets? how many of each?

I’m married to my lovely wife, and we have two kids, a boy and a girl. We also have a dog named Meatball.

blue cobalt: do you like your name? would you give yourself a different name if you could?

My mom chose my name and my brother chose my American name based off a character in an kid’s show. I wouldn’t change them for the world.

prussian azure: what’s your favorite scent?

Fresh bread, the smell before and after it rains, redwood, cinnamon, lavender.

azure blue: what’s your favorite type of tea, if any?

I grew up on genmaicha. It’s a type of green tea that’s brewed with roasted brown rice, which mellows out the bitterness and adds an earthy flavor.

turquoise blue: if you could start a garden, what would you plant?

Snapdragons definitely. They’re my favorite flower. Probably some tulips, gardenias, carnations, violas and lavender as well. For herbs, peppermint, basil, thyme and chives. And probably an apple tree.

cerulean blue: if you were guaranteed to have a viewership, would you start a youtube vlog?

I mean it’s a form of income so I’d be down.

glauconite: describe your body without using any negative adjectives.

I’m tall and broad shouldered, with a long torso and long arms. I’m a bit busty. I’ve got violin hips, strong calves, and solid thighs. I walk on my toes. I have high cheekbones, pursed lips, and almond eyes framed with long lashes.

yellow green: picture yourself walking in a field. what do you see & hear in this scenario?

I’m on a rolling hill of wild grass and wildflowers. The grass shimmers and ripples like the surface of the sea in the breeze. Through it, I see a blanket laid out under a California Oak tree. I can hear the wind, and birds in the distance.

green light: are you in a comfortable place in life? if not, what do you think might make it better?

Kind of? I’m stable enough bc I’m living with my parents, but I’m also closeted. I’m hoping to move out soon.

green: name three countries you want to visit; do you have any actual plans in place to visit any of them?

I’d love to go back to Japan, see New Zealand and visit the Basque Country in Spain. I don’t have any plans to though, I don’t have money for that.

emerald green: do you speak any languages besides english? are there any additional languages you want to learn?

My grasp on Japanese is pathetic and I’ve lost my pidgin. I’d love to regain them.

oxide of chromium: what’s your favorite book?

Chronicles of Prythian.

olive green: are you currently reading anything? how do you like it so far?

The Shape Of Water by Lidia Yuknavitch. It’s so painful but cathartic.

mars brown: what’s a movie that always puts a smile on your face/makes you laugh?

Emperor’s New Groove!

burnt umber: what’s something you plan to do before the day is over to take care of yourself?

Sleep.

umber: have you drank enough water today?

...no

voronezhskaya black: what or who is your go-to outlet for when you need to vent?

Either a friend or my second twitter ajdbfb

sepia: name five things that always make you happy.

Seeing my friends.

People commenting on my writing.

Seeing people like things I made for them.

Watching Lilo and Stitch.

Listening to my shitty nostalgia playlist.

indigo: what’s the best/sweetest compliment you have ever received?

I mentioned this before but my professor and mentor figure described me to her colleague as “fast to laugh, even faster to smile”. I also had someone tell me I had a genuine gift for writing and that my piece moved them to tears after they read a Nonfiction piece I wrote.

payne’s gray: describe your aesthetic?

Something out of a Hozier song. Things being reclaimed by nature. Earth tones. Misty forests. Knives. Ornate clothing.

Alternately: young hot suburban dad who all the moms have a crush on.

black: post a selfie because you are so beautiful!

#thank u for asking!!

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queerchoicesblog · 5 years

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A Letter From Buenos Aires (OH, Harper Emery & Mrs. Martinez)

So, this fic came out as a flow of words last night, after playing the latest OH chapter. I’m publishing it today as a tribute to Mrs. Martinez, one of the most precious characters of the whole book. As a Scrubs fan, her death reminds me of Laverne’s one. I totally didn’t go back an rewatch that scene yesterday 😭

Yesterday was also the first time Harper was actually part of the story and I was so happy to see her attending the party for Teresa and sharing their first encounter on her residency. Well, before PB cut her off. But I got the feeling she cared for the lovely young lady, that they were somehow friends, if you wish.

And this came out. As well as an extended version of Harper & Teresa at the party that I will post soon. Hope you enjoy this friendship fic 😊

Disclaimer: this fic contains hints of Harper x F!MC - don’t blame me: Mrs. Martinez is the matchmaker!

Word Count: 1856

Perma Tag: @brightpinkpeppercorn @bbaba-yagaa @abunchofbadchoices @silverhawkenzie @bhavf @begging-for-kamilah @melodyofgraves @kennaxval @strangerofbraidwood @crazypeanat

Harper Tag: @korrasamixlover

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The investigation over Mrs. Martinez’s death had officially started and Harper Emery’s schedule became even tighter: visits and rounds, operations and long meeting with the legal team of the Edenbrook Hospital. She was heading back to her office after one consultation with the lawyers when…

“Um, Dr. Emery?”

Harper turned. Dr, Valentine was standing in front of her door, looking uneasy and tired.

“Yes?”

Meredith nervously walked closer and handed her an envelope.

“This is for you. Teresa left me the journal we gave her on her party and inside I found this.”

It took a moment to the Chief of Medicine to process it, but yeah, on top of that envelope in Teresa’s penmanship there was ‘To Dr. Harper Emery’. All Mrs. Martinez’s possessions the Argentinian authorities gathered flew back to America too and had been collected by police: those considered irrelevant for the investigation were given back to the family and some to the Hospital.

That took her by surprise. Teresa left something for her? What could it even be?

“Thank you, Valentine”

The intern nodded and walked away without adding a word, a heavy-hearted look written all over her face.

Harper walked inside her office and locked the door. The last few days had been tough. What hurt more was that the death of Mrs. Martinez finally sank in: even a doctor can grieve the loss of a patient, especially if that patient was Teresa. A couple of days ago a lump suddenly formed in her throat as she was walking down the aisle of her former room. She threw a look inside as she always did, but she only saw a nurse attending an unknown elder with a plastered arm and not Teresa raising her head and giving her her signature wink. ‘You can do it, girl’ she kept mouthing at her whenever she spotted her around the hospital, just as she did on their first encounter. Harper had to speed up to the elevator as a wave of sadness crashed over her.

She took a seat at her glass desk and unsealed the envelope. What could it be? She sighed deeply and let what was inside fell on the table. The first thing that caught her eyes as it landed right into her hand was a photograph. It portrayed a joyful Mrs. Martinez in a black dress, wearing a rose in her hair and smiling at the camera as she danced the tango with a young man in a sunny square in Buenos Aires. Harper laughed but soon had to cover her mouth to suppress a sob. She had never seen Teresa so happy and free.

That picture led her down a memory lane. She still remembered the day Mrs. Martinez mentioned Buenos Aires. She was just appointed neurosurgeon and was taking in her new office when someone knocked at her door and it was Teresa, in her hospital gown, with a huge smile on her face and a cupcake in her hand.

“I heard the news: congratulations are in order, right girl? Can I come in?”

When she walked in she took a look at the office than sat down on the leather couch. Harper took a seat beside her too.

“So, what do you think, Teresa? Do you like it?” she gestured to the office, amused that the patient hadn’t commented on it.

“Oh yes! You will have to renovate it a little, sweetheart, I don’t know, hang a painting there, make two…but I like it and I’m happy for you: you worked hard for this” then suddenly realizing that the cupcake was still in her hands, she offered it to the neurosurgeon with a disarming smile. “I almost forgot! I sneaked into the cafeteria and this is what the only thing resembling a cake I could find. I’m afraid this will have to do”

“You got it for me? Why, thank you, Teresa! And it’s perfect: I like red velvet cupcakes and I happen to know just the thing” she gave the other woman a conspirational look.

She reached for her coat and produced a birthday candle. Teresa cheered.

“It’s from my niece’s birthday party. It was a couple of days ago, don’t know how it ended in my coat but I guess I forgot it there” they both chuckled.

Then she put it on the top of the cupcake and lit it.

“Ay! Now it is a celebratory cake, honey! Quick, blow it and make a wish!” Mrs. Martinez clapped her hands.

Harper laughed and did as she said. Teresa hugged her afterward.

“You know what I would have wished for?” she asked after a moment, as Harper took a bite of the cupcake.

“To dance the tango in the streets of Buenos Aires. I was born there, you know, Harper? But ironically I never learned how to tango. When I was old enough to take classes I met my future husband and he never enjoyed dancing very much, to put it mildly. He did it on our wedding day but he was not fond of it: I found the only Argentinian who couldn’t tango!” they both laughed then she continued, her voice veiled with nostalgia. “But mi Estébanito was sweet and romantic in his own way. He was a baker and every year for my birthday and our anniversary he cooked my favorite cake in the shape of a heart. So I chose Estéban over tango. And I don’t regret it in the least, sweetheart. In the least. The years we spent together were the best time of my life”

Teresa sighed reminiscing her husband.

“But now that he’s no longer here, when I leave this hospital I want to travel and to go back to Argentina. I want to learn the tango at last and dance for Estébanito too. I’m sure he will see me, somehow”

“That’s such a sweet story, Teresa. We’ll do our best to make it happen, I promise you. Only if you promise to send us a picture: we need proof!” Harper commented, placing a hand on top of the patient’s.

“I will, I promise, sweet girl” she gave her a tender smile, then she asked: “Do you know how to tango?”

“I’m afraid not” Harper shook her head.

Mrs. Martinez playfully bumped her shoulder.

“Ay, you should! What are you waiting for?”

“I hadn’t considered it so far! Why do you think I should learn it?”

Teresa laughed and a mischievous gleam lightened her eyes as she answered:

“Because tango is sexy, tango es pasion! This is why I wanted to learn and dance it with Estéban in the first place!”

The two women bursted out laughing, but Teresa continued:

“I’m dead serious! And let me tell you this, since I could be your mama: you’re a beautiful and smart woman, you’re also classy so tango would be perfect for you! You doctors have a life outside these walls, right? And I think it will make your special one happy, you know like setting the mood-”

“You’re adorable, Teresa, seriously, but I don’t have a special one at the moment” Harper admitted.

“Oh! For real?”

“Yeah, I had…more important things to do”

“But what’s more important than love?” Teresa gave her a motherly smile then she took the neurosurgeon’s hands into hers. “Nevermind, sweetheart. You’re too gorgeous not to catch people’s eyes, I’m sure you already did: I saw the look a couple of white coats and nurses too throw you when you walk past them”

Then she squeezed her hand affectionately.

“I only hope you will find someone who catches your eyes too. The right one, because you deserve to have something like what Estébanito and I shared in your life. Don’t wait too long, sweet girl, allow yourself to live too. And remember the tango lessons!” she added at last, pulling her into another hug.

…And now, years later, an invitation to tango lessons in Buenos Aires was laying on Harper’s desk, beside the Teresa picture. She did it for real, Harper smiled to herself as tears welled her eyes.

That’s she finally noticed the letter. She took it in her hands and started reading:

Dear Harper,

I’m in Buenos Aires! Can you believe it? I went to Paris last week and then I jumped on a plane and came back home. It has changed so much since when I was young, before Esteban and I moved to America. But I could still recognize a few streets, the smell of coffee and dulce the leche on the street, the plaza where I met up every Saturday with my friends. The grocery store where I met mi Estébanito was still there, surprisingly. I got inside and bought some strawberries: we both loved them.

Sweet girl, when you receive this letter, I will be far away from the hospital where we met but I want you to know that my heart goes out to you. You’re in my thoughts, smart girl. Wish you could be here with me now, we could finally be two crazy friends in a city that never sleeps! Yes, just like New York but in a more South-American way! I’m sure it would bring out the careless and wild side that you keep hidden behind that classy dignified look of yours. You should try and let it go, sweetheart! That’s why I thought: tango lessons! Yes, I bought you a voucher for two so now you really have to take a vacation and fly here to make your favorite old lady happy. Will you, sì Harper?

Come over here and bring your Estebanito…or Estebanita! I’m too old to care about things like that: if they love you and you love them, if it’s Love, my heart smiles upon you!

Now, I wrote the last paragraph assuming you have one. But I also know you’re bad at following a wise old lady’s love life advice. So, if you’re still without a plus one by the time you book a flight for mi Argentina, as I fear, I highly recommend bringing Meredith with you. Dr. Valentine, I mean. I enquired and she doesn’t know how to tango too (you two would be so cute all clumsy at first! Ay, just out of a romance novel!), I suspect she has a crush on you as she blushed when I teased her saying that you two would make a good couple (she tried to conceal it but I saw it!) and she’s good-hearted and caring, two qualities I feel you should look for in a partner. I’m aware that things can be complicated now, you’re the boss, but please consider it. Whenever you think it’s the right time. Ask her out on a date and tell her: “Meredith, come with me on a trip to Buenos Aires. That crazy old lady Mrs. Martinez signed us up for some tango lessons and I can’t do this without you”.

The world is full of surprise, sweet girl: trust your Teresa and let it surprise you!

I pray I will still be there to welcome you and see if I was right.

Love,

Teresa

#open heart #harper emery #teresa martinez #harper & teresa friendship #playchoices #choices fanfic

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kilmameri · 6 years

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I saw @solange-lol doing this and it seemed fun so I wanted to do it too. Please do it yourselves too and tag me to it if you like, I won’t be tagging anyone. I’ve added my comments in chunks so theyre easier to delete. this is mostly me writing random garbage which isnt needed but i wanted to do

Rules: bold the statements that apply to you, italicize your aspirations

AIR: i have small hands • i love the night sky • i watch small animals and birds when i pass them by • i drink herbal tea • i wake to see dawn • the smell of dust is comforting • i’m valued for being wise • i prefer books to music • i meditate • i find joy in learning new truths from the world around me

What kinda aspiration is having small hands tho? :DD I love the night sky the most when it’s warm an dark, often when im like, on a trip. its not often both dark and warm where i live :D and i Love birds. today waiting for the bus i almost forgot where i was when i watched birds fly in flocks over us. theyre moving back here for spring! :D

also like,, waking early is so over appreciated. and i see the dawn plenty bc the sun rises at like nine o’clock in winter if at all like,,, i get that its more constant to ppl who live closer to the equator and actually means something. i would wake up to see the dawn tho for the stillness of the world tho if it was with someone but only in daydreams bc why get up early when u can stay up late? that last one abt truths like lmao we get it u deep but yea i love trivia

FIRE: i don’t have straight hair • i like to wear ripped jeans • i play an organized sport • i love dogs • i am not afraid of adventure • i love to talk to strangers • i always try new foods • i enjoy road trips • summer is my favorite season • my radio is always playing

i love curly hair. i have really thick and stiff straigh af hair and i sometimes wish it had Even Waves bc id love to look more messy-cute ya know? bc now its all clean partings, no stray hairs. it looks too formal for my taste and id like for it to have some personality. i know i could just curl it with an iron or get it done but yea,,, i dont care That much

like im constantly told im crazy brave and i guess this applies to me? like i Did move at age 16 to my own in a city i have never been in with no one there who knew me and just,,, didnt even care. i tell others what ive been up to and they ooh and aah and im like?? but yea it does feel nice to be considered adventurous

also i love weird foods and am Not picky. in ninth grade home ec my kitchen needed to design a three course meal and dear fucking god was that a mess. we had one vegetarian lactose intolerant peep, one who didnt eat random shit like onions and bell pepper bc they taste bad (???) and so if a recepie had even a slightest bit of that he insisted it be left out or didnt even listen to the full recepie. and one who like,,,, would Not eat any foregin food. he wanted Potatoes and sausages. im like??? this is the final home ec test? this is supposed to showcase our skills,,, and you want boiled potatoes and plain sausage? what a mess lmao

WATER: i wear bracelets on my wrists • i love the bustle of the city • i have more than one set of piercings • i read poetry • i love the sound of a thunderstorm • i want to travel the world • i sleep past midday most days • i love dimly lit diners and fluorescent signs • i rewatch kids’ shows out of nostalgia • i see emotions in colors not words

i moved to a city abt uhhh? half a year ago and i love it here :D theres nothing better than walking in the centrum with the pidgeons and street artists and ppl having a good time chatting and shopping

i used to sleep past midday but i try to not so much bc that worsens my mood a lot bc i feel really isolated spending so much of my time alone. but it is my natural way of being so i guess thats how it be sometimes

EARTH: i wear glasses/contacts • i enjoy doing the laundry • i am a vegetarian • i have an excellent sense of time • my humor is very cheerful • i am a valued adviser to my friends • i believe in true love • i love the chill of mountain air • i’m always listening to music • i am highly trusted by the people in my life

bad eyesight ://. i do kinda enjoy doing household chores when i have something to listen to or a call to be in but that hasnt been the case lately. i am not vegetarian but sometimes i do go days without eating meat by accident which i dont mind but like,,, yea. its bc i eat like, bread, noodles, cereal, and then there might be something vegetarian at school that i eat bc it looks like the tastiest food there

idk abt my humor? its kinda spicky, insulting to some. but i dont mean it its like friendly banter. but i put it on with ppl who arent friends of confy with that sometimes and i dont mean to honestly

AETHER: i go without makeup in my daily life • i make my own artwork • i keep on track of my tasks and time • i always know true north • i see beauty in everything • i can always smell flowers • i smile at everyone i pass by • i always fear history repeating itself • i have recovered from a mental disorder • i can love unconditionally

never really liked makeup, too much work for a thing i cant really tell is even there. the flashy types of makeup i dont like so much. also im already cute af

ive been told im organized as hell by my peers and i dont get it. thats just?? how i naturally do things. it like,,, is Impossible for me to put things in their wrong places. if its hard to put where it belongs then i dedicate a “pending” spot for it in a place thats easy. and i hate notebooks and instead use a binder filled with loose leaves that i can edit as much as i like :3

thanks for reading, hmu if u wanna say something abt the things i wrote. ill read it

#long post #me

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