#matchmaker event

[ghostradiodylan]

by matisha_xd on instagram

“listen. listen to me carefully. max and dylan are the best friends. max and laura want dylan and ryan to date. I believe in them.”

[holocene-sims]

next // previous

august 17, 2021 1:00 a.m. paradise hotel

[grant] you can have first dibs on trying. my family on all sides and in all countries have been too successful at matching people.

[henry] time to humble them?

[grant] besides, mama ong didn't get a chance with you. you figured it out a decade ago!

[henry] two decades ago if you count the time soobin and i crossed paths in vacation bible school and she kind of sort of ruined my watercolor painting of jesus.

[grant] isn't that crazy? the same girl you, uhhh, almost punched in a church is the same woman you fell in love with at a college cheese club meeting?

[henry] the enemies to lovers trope lives on.

[grant] you're basically a fanfiction. enemies to lovers plus soulmates because neither of you ever dated anyone else.

[grant] man, the universe is so weird. seven plus billion people on earth and you guys run into each other twice.

[henry] the first time was a total fluke, too. how were we at the same VBS when we didn't go to the same church or live in the same town? oh, and we didn't recognize each other from our first encounter until years into our adult relationship.

[insook] her family seems to have forgotten the incident, too. permanently, though.

[insook] which is good because i defended you when i shouldn't have and things got ugly.

[henry] you defended me?! mom, i threatened to punched someone. in a church. over nothing worth that level of aggression.

[insook] oh, not for that. that's unforgivable. you knew that. i punished you. but i defended you when soobin's mom insulted you. now don't worry - she likes you these days!

[insook] still, a parenting tip: you can never reason with a parent in an unreasonable state.

[henry] i could have gone without knowing that. i'm not going to bother asking what she said about me. i find her intimidating. she's like if your mom wasn't evil, grant.

[grant] you know, that's extremely hard to imagine. i'll just assume you mean rich and strict.

[insook] that would be about right. but she is nice! oh, look at the time. i have to go now, i'm sorry. i have book club soon!

[henry] that's fine! have fun. i'll call you back tomorrow.

[insook] of course. you two have fun as well! yes, have fun, sleep well, make sure you eat, and mind your health, grant.

[insook] by the way, i'm glad you're still best friends.

[henry] couldn't have it any other way. this guy's pretty cool.

[grant] i literally adore you.

[insook] i'm not surprised–just happy. a good friend is one of the only things in life that can be forever.

[insook] now don't forget to call me again! i love you kids.

[henry] i would never forget. love you.

[grant] i love you, too, mama ong! bye bye bye.

[prosciuttulipa]

PLAYING MATCHMAKER!

500 Followers Celebration Event.

Want to know which fictional character would be head over heels with you? Then look no further!

As thanks for getting this blog to 500 followers, I've decided that I'll be doing a matchup event!

I'll be taking 10 slots for this event, on a first come first serve basis!

Taking part in this event is easy! Here's what you need to do:

1. Give the Matchmaker your details

To begin, please send in an ask with the following information. Only answer as many as you're comfortable!

Do you want a matchup from JJK (anime-only) or JJBA (choose from Part 1-5)?

Any preferences for your match's gender?

What's your personality like?

What are your likes and dislikes? What are your hobbies?

What's your love language? How do you show/receive love?

What would be a green flag/deal breaker for you in a relationship?

What do you look like?

Anything else you want to add!

2. How do you want the Matchmaker to brew?

Each matchup will receive a few headcanons, and one of the following choices to go with it (specify which one you want in your ask):

Moodboard of your relationship

Text conversation with your match

3 songs your match associates with you

3. The Matchmaker finds your match!

Once everything is sent in, the Matchmaker asks that you wait patiently for her to attend to your request! Finding love is a tricky thing, so it may take some time!

EVENT: CLOSED.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

okay wait laughingstock concept Incoming: so im imagining some of the neighbors (maybe Julie & Frank) noticing that Barnaby & Howdy are a lil fruity, yk yk. and Julie's like damn, i guess we have to play matchmaker here.

so naturally they wind up getting the whole neighborhood involved. everybody's a wingman here. Poppy's dropping hints when Howdy drops off groceries, Wally is constantly asking Barnaby to go get him things from the bodega, etc etc. Howdy and Barnaby are facing this sudden change in town-wide behavior with slight concern and bemusement

eventually - lets say Julie, Sally, and Wally - get Barnaby into the bodega and then abruptly leave like "don't have too much fun without us you two *wink wink nudge nudge*". once they're gone (read: very obviously hiding outside & watching through the window) Barnaby & Howdy turn to each other like:

Barnaby: you think we should tell them we're already married?

Howdy: let them have their fun - they'll figure it out eventually

[swampstew]

Stories on the Horizon ~ the appetizer, the main course, and dessert!

Hiya gang ~ I hope everyone is doing well considering - waves at everything - all this shit going on. I'm happy to announce a few things that I have been up to that will bring some excitement to your day and give you something to look forward too ~ aside from the return of my fics ;) Crazy to think that two books will be coming to an end, but for every ending is a new beginning, yada yada yada, I ain't done yet. I have plenty of thots and many crafty ideas that have been percolating and brewing♥

Super Franky Friday - KillerCook - Chapter 9, Countless Cupcakes - 7:00 PM EST tonight! ♥Happy Birthday Heat♥

1K follower event celebration!

Requests open January 29, 2024. More details to follow. Allowing up to 25 requests.

💟 Valentine's Day Event 💟

Last year I did the Blind Date Event but this year I wanted to switch it up. Save this ticket - you're gonna need it when submissions open on February 2, 2024, more details to follow. Allowing up to 25 requests ~or more if I'm feeling generous~

[welcometogrouchland]

If Amity's role in the hexsquad eco system is keeping Hunter humble then I think that Gus' role is keeping Amity humble. All three of them get along and like each other a lot but they will not hesitate to rib one another if they think someone's forgetting their roots.

[bitterseaproduction]

Spring from the Thaw - Day One

“This feels like folly.”

“Don’t be so hasty,” cried the grey wizard riding at Thorin’s side, raising his voice to be heard over the wind. The admonishment was paired with a little glint of a smile paired that the exiled royal did not care for, for it seemed as if Gandalf considered his own words something of a joke. But that good humour faded as quickly as it appeared, and it was hard to chastise the wizard after the clouds fell back across his face. “You need the Shirefolk just as much as they need you,” he went on, his tone serious as death, horridly fitting as that was. “They are the only ones who showed themselves willing to give an ear to your hopes, never mind the only ones capable of fulfilling those hopes west of Imladris.”

“The only ones desperate enough to try, you mean,” Thorin grumbled back without expectation of being heard, prickling with the unsaid mention of elves, his predicament, and his fellow dwarves’ hesitance and lack of faith all at once. Never mind the troubles awaiting him at his lost home: Without outside recruits, he would not have enough people to fill the mountain properly once they got there! The handful of former Ered Luin residents willing to follow him could barely make up a village, much less support restoring a whole kingdom, and it would be some years of grueling work and extreme luck before he could possibly hope to attract reluctant Durin’s Folk back to the mountain. They were not motivated to come. Not after such devastation.

Not when the gold had been lost.

He knew the Hobbits were his only hope if he wished to see his people rise from the ashes, but when he looked about at the land around them, that truth just made their mission feel more onerous. More doomed. The fields he, the wizard, and his trailing company passed through showed nothing of promise. Or much of anything at all, all white and grey with snow and clouds despite the late April day they found themselves in. But that was expected, and the entire reason Thorin was there: The Curse of the Shire. No one knew quite what had caused it, though Thorin suspected Gandalf did, as efforts by his company to question the wise man and try theories by him were met by sharp rebukes, a stormy dimming of the air about him, and heavy, shame-filled eyes that he tried hard not to let anyone see. But Thorin did see. He saw enough to guess that Gandalf felt some responsibility for the ruin about them. Whether that was due to guilt, as Gandalf was supposedly particularly fond of Hobbits and felt responsible for the people, or something far deeper, Thorin could not say.

It did not truly matter: What Thorin did know was that the Fell Winter of years ago had crippled all the freefolk of Eriador with loss and grief, but it had never left the Shire. Nearly thirty years on, the snow continued to fall in the Farthings, or so they said. Few never dared to venture deep into the lands to see the full truth of it, and even there, on the outskirts of the cursed lands, the dwarf shivered with remembered chills of that long ago winter, brought back to vivid life by the scene about them. He could hear his company muttering amongst themselves behind them, and hoped that fear and superstition would not cost him what hope they had before they even reached the meeting point.

Even now, his people still refused to enter the heart of the cursed land, and Thorin would not risk it himself without even a promise, so it had been agreed they would meet at Michel Delving: Once a town of some size that Thorin’s people had happily traded with not so long ago, as it stood in easy access to their home in the Blue Mountains. Now, it was little more than a ruin buried in the snow. There was no bustle nor sound as the white-covered rooftops came into view amid the storm. Their only accompaniment remained the wind, crashing down on him in an obvious rebuke of their foolish intent. Thorin was almost suspecting the old wizard had simply gone mad, or led them into a trap of some sort, for there was no chance an entire population would linger for years in such a place if the weather was truly eternal. Did the Hobbits of the Shire even live? How could anyone survive under such conditions, and if they were truly foolish enough to remain-

Gandalf let out a relieved cry and called out, “Inside, my good dwarves! Whoever feels hardy and reckless enough for it, move the ponies to that building there, but the rest of you, inside at once! And that includes you, Thorin!”

Torn between a scoff at the wizard’s manner and outrage at being ordered about, Thorin bit back both responses in favour of rushing to dismount and toss out his own orders, waiting to be certain his old friend and cousin Balin was at his side and his nephews in sight before squinting through the snows to find the wizard. He was nearly impossible to spot with his unfortunate greys, but Thorin’s efforts were soon unnecessary as a few loud thumps marked Gandalf’s location, and a door swiftly opened, letting out a warm glow of light amid the white. Thorin did not wait to assess, following Gandalf’s lead by turning to his company and ordering them inside, making certain everyone not tending to the ponies’ survival had made it in before passing under Gandalf’s arm for himself.

The room inside was relief. He heard multiple members of his party give a loud gasp or sigh of joy while he himself felt the tension bleed out of him in the wake of such warmth. It was no forge, certainly, but the heat was a wonder for the contrast and where it was, and as he looked about, Thorin realized why, and quickly tensed again. The long hall of a room was peppered with various blazing fireplaces, and those were pleasant enough, but the other source of warmth in the room was people. Dozens upon dozens of Hobbits, all clustered together in little huddles along the sides of the room, gathered in families or what-not around each fire. And they were all looking at them, peering with frowns and glares and in some cases round, hopeful eyes, but always staring. All expectant in one way or another.

Thorin did not like it, and he tossed a glare up at the wizard currently removing his hat to knock off melting snow.

“No need for that, my friend,” he murmured without looking at Thorin, which raised his hackles even more: Why would the wizard feel the need to be subtle? “Just leave them be and they’ll let us go about our business. Come along.” And with that, he donned his hat again, gripped his staff, and led the way down the hall.

Thorin had little choice but to follow and lead his own people where the wizard went.

When they had crossed almost the entire length of the hall – eyes following them the entire way, of course – Gandalf suddenly stopped, turning to one fireplace in particular with a look so soft and heavy that the tension was wiped from Thorin’s mind, replaced by shock and curiosity as he followed the wizard’s gaze. The spot was no different from the others, save for the occupants. There was a small cluster of Hobbit children there, all with wide, round eyes full of wonder and question, and it was impossible not to pity them on sight, given the circumstances. But it was hard to focus on that, for the tiny creatures’ wonder was not for them, but for the sole adult among them: A Hobbit with a mess of golden-brown curls, more-or-less identical to a hundred others Thorin had seen before. Except this one was quite fussily dressed, with a fine jacket and flowery waistcoat, and his face was quite animated, his round nose scrunching up amid a myriad of expressions as he waved his arms about and spoke rapidly to the children gathered around his overstuffed armchair.

“And then, just when I thought I was going to end up in the belly of a wolf, soothing his hunger when all I had wanted was to claim a few winterberries for dinner, dear Forty burst out of the bushes, and-”

And then he stopped, though no one interrupted him. Not the children, not the wizard, not even Thorin and his company. They had all been listening quite raptly, and Thorin had not been aware of his own interest until the tale suddenly stopped as the man’s eyes – some dark colour impossible to name by nothing but firelight – caught on them by chance. Caught on Thorin by chance, for it was he the Hobbit gazed at, and Thorin still could not place the colour of those eyes. But he found himself drawn into trying, meeting that gaze without falter until the Hobbit broke it himself to look elsewhere. His entire face softened at the sight just beside Thorin.

“Gandalf.”

Thorin looked up to see Gandalf smiling at the Hobbit in question with a fondness he had never seen before. He clearly knew this particular Hobbit, and Thorin suspected his identity well before the wizard turned his way with a warm, “Thorin Oakenshield, may I introduce Bilbo Baggins, Thain of the Shire?”

At this mutual confirmation, the Hobbit stood, waving back a child or two who sat in his way. There was no shock of revelation in his face either, and when the Hobbit was standing just before Thorin, he bowed his head in a faint, but fine show of respect, lowering his gaze for only that beat before meeting his eye again. “Just Bilbo will do,” Bilbo said, speaking with a heavy, strained smile and a knowing eye that Thorin again found he could not break. “Welcome, Your Majesty, to the Shire.”

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Bagginshield Week 2024

Day One - June 24 Prompts: Role Reversal/The Shire Falls Instead + Bilbo is the Thain/Is a Royal

. . . [to be continued] . . .

[wirwerdensiegen]

Fox Spirit Matchmaker: Red-Moon Pact bts: a very drunk sad but very cute Junjun getting consoled by Yang Mi.

[salsakiyoomi]

— 1K MILESTONE EVENT :

thank you everyone so much for 1k followers, i hit the milestone like a month ago but i couldn't do an event to celebrate because of school and exams — nevertheless, i am doing one now. <33

— STATUS : will be ongoing until the end of july.

— THEME :

this will be a matchup event, hence the obligations are as of the following :

your persona : describe yourself, your personality, your zodiac sign, your ideal type, your favourite trope, your favourite season and your hobbies.

your favourite place : aka the fandom you want to be matched up from.

— FANDOMS :

- haikyuu

- my hero academia

- jujutsu kaisen

- stranger things

- spiderverse

— THE PAYCHECK :

in return i will match you up with a character from any of those fandoms, with three headcanons and 'your song' assigned <3

— RULES

- no nsfw, this is strictly sfw and will revolve around fluff, comfort, crack and occasional angst.

- this event is made for my followers only, new followers are welcome.

- ask box only, please send off anon, if you're too shy, then send anonymously with an emoji or an alias assigned, but off anon is preferred.

- be nice, your request will be ignored if you're rude

— FAR'S NOTES : all in all, thank you everyone for 1k <33 i will try to get to everyone's requests as soon as possible, but please be mindful as im still busy with summer activities — thank you everyone once more, i truly appreciate all of you's likes, reblogs, comments and support, happy matchups <33

[tahthetrickster]

*sighs but opens a new tab to learn the neopets lore before your fic drops*

same i’ve got like 10 years of neopets lore to catch up on fucking rip

but the main thing is that in 2023 tnt decided for some reason to confirm in a sitewide event that the faeries every baby gay for the past 30 years has thought were gay exes are in fact extremely fucking divorced which is the funniest possible maneuver they could’ve pulled

tnt answer me what did you mean by this

[ummmlife]

bibi matchmaker event; nanami edition!

where you send me (public or anonymously) your preferences, hobbies and interests and me, bibi, match you with the best nanami (regular nanami! salaryman nanami! villain nanami! ceo nanami! fem nanami! bakery owner nanami! househusband nanami! and many other more!)

[prosciuttulipa]

-JJK.

- I Show love by physical affection. I like to receive love from act of service (princess treatment)

-I have a pretty bold character similar to Tam Kaur, not afraid to say what I want, what I don't like, but I'm pretty flustered with him and pretty Submissive to him :)

-Likes: Cuddles, working out at the gym, quality time, the beach, getting shown off.

Dislikes : Not getting affection, attention, s/o not acknowledging me.

-Gym, painting, watching movies

-Green flag: Takes care of me fully, protect, provide, defends me from others, shows me off, spends time with me regularly.

Red flag: Not putting effort to spend time with me, keeps our relationship a secret bc of wtv reasons, put someone else above me in their priority list.

Moodboard of your relationship

- I'm actually a brown girl irl with raven hair and a pear shaped body; flat chested with a pretty defined lower body.

-Female reader.

Congratulations! You have been matched with...

Yuuji Itadori

Your relationship with Yuuji can be summed up by that one Will Smith meme, where he's happily showing off his wife. It's clear to anyone that Yuuji worships the ground you walk on, a puppy dog partner with fierce devotion and protection, come hell or high water.

He considers you his dream girl, and treats you as such. You like cuddling and going to the gym? Perfect! Those are two of his favourite physical activities. You're blunt and to the point? So is he, and he likes it that way—he doesn't like to play guessing games, and wants you to say outright what is working or not. You like spending time together and being shown off? Yuuji would love nothing more than to be given as many opportunities to gush about his amazing, stunning girlfriend. He definitely has you on his lock screen, talking people's ears off about how wonderful and beautiful you are, the latest painting you've made, the progress you've made in the gym, etc. He loves being able to take you out on spontaneous dates, turning daily activities into little adventures—even a trip to the convenience store can be fun, with enough willingness and imagination.

Even though he doesn't have a lot of money to his name, he does what he can with his two hands. As a result, he's often one for physical touch and/or acts of service. He's a big fan of skinship, so you bet he's always got a hand on you while in public, both as a way to show you off and keep you safe (he definitely follows the sidewalk rule). He'll also happily carry any bags you have, or help you with any odd jobs in your life. His most common form of love is picking up your favourite food and feeding it to you, just because he can. If he doesn't know how to do something, he's eager to learn, wanting to support you in any way he can.

Dates with him can really be anything—he's not a picky guy, and is just happy to be by your side—but if the weather is right, he'd love to take you to the beach. A day spent splashing in the waves, eating delicious snacks, and overall enjoying life with you? It's the least his queen deserves.

The Matchmaker's Gift:

[giggly-squiggily]

let's make that one more demon slayer haha - platonic ler rengoku and lee sanemi with 🧡 bestie: "now about that crush of yours..."

Ooo, Rengoku and Sanemi! I don't write for these two as a pair enough! I've gotcha covered, anon! :D (And a chance to throw in Sanegiyuu- AHH!)

Bestie: "Now, about that crush of yours..."

“Now.” Rengoku turned to Sanemi, something knowing entering his trademark smile. “About that crush of yours…”

The Wind Hashira froze, face flushing an impressive shade of red as he slowly turned his eyes on the other. “My WHAT?”

“That crush of yours! Don’t tell me you’re unaware of your own feelings, Shinazugawa.” He spoke as if he were stating a simple fact, sipping his tea while Sanemi stammered. “Tasty! Anyway- Tomioka.”

“What about him?” Sanemi said all too quickly, wincing. “Are you saying I have a crush on Tomioka?”

“Yes.” Rengoku nodded.

“What? What- what- no. No way.” Sanemi laughed, turning his still red face back towards the scenery. “How would you-”

“I’ve been around Kanroji for as long as I can remember.” Rengoku spoke wisely. “And she’s been in love with Iguro since they’ve met. Whenever I bring him up, she gets all red and can barely speak a word.” His eyes cut to the other, making Sanemi choke. “Funny enough, just like you right now.”

“I’m not-” Sanemi began, then he stopped. Clearing his throat, he ran a hand through his hair, searching for the words. “O-Okay…maybe I do…like Tomioka. What about it?”

“Oh? And here I thought I’d have to force it out of you.” Rengoku sounded a touch surprised. “Well- there goes half my plan.”

“I have a bad feeling I already know what the rest of it is.” Sanemi let out a tired sigh. “Go for it. It’s not like I can outrun you right now anyway.”

“You’re too kind, Shinazugawa!” Rengoku laughed, wasting no time as he grabbed Sanemi’s leg, squeezing gently as he watched the other crumble. “I’ll honor your request by lifting that spirit of yours!”

“Iihihihihi’m nohohohohoot dehehehheprrehehhehehehssed!” Sanemi grunted out through his growing giggles, grabbing at Rengoku’s wrist with one hand while trying to block the other, jumping when it relentlessly jabbed at his hip. “I juhhuuhust doohohon’t feheheheheel lihiihihke ruhuuhuuhnning!”

“Good- then I hope you feel up to talking!” Rengoku squeezed up his side, earning a rather sweet sounding squeak. “I’m a pretty good judge of character, you know.”

“Yohohoohohu dohoohohhon’t sahhahahahy?”

“I am! And I’m fairly observant.” Rengoku pulled his hands back, watching Sanemi double over with a gasp. “So I can say this with confidence that if you were to confess to Tomioka, he’d feel the same.”

The white haired man froze, eyes widening as he took in what Rengoku said. Something hopeful touched his eyes before he glared, sharpening his gaze. “You’re not fucking with me? This better not be a joke.”

“I don’t find humor in hurting my friends, Shinazugawa.”

“Right…I know you don’t.” Sanemi sighed, holding up a hand in apology. “Just…you mean it? You really think he likes me back?”

“I do.” Rengoku nodded. “How the event turns out, that’s for you to discover, but I’m pretty sure he feels the same way. At least, that’s the impression I got when I asked him myself.”

“Rengoku the matchmaker. No wonder Tengen’s got so many wives.” Sanemi laughed, his chest releasing as he stood. “Well, no time other than the present. Thanks, Ren…Kyojuro.”

“Of course, Sanemi.”

Candy Heart Prompts Are Officially CLOSED!

[swampstew]

Blind Date Event - Shanks X Reader

Thank you to everyone who submitted applications for my Blind Date Matchmaking Event. I hope you enjoy these lovely bedtime stories during this week of overpriced chocolates, flowers and heart shaped things. @mrsackermanlevi I hope you like your blind date :)

Mostly fluff, SFW, Shanks X Female reader, first blind date experience. WC: 779. Minors DNI - my content is for mature audiences only

You knew you were staring. It was hard not to. The stunning man in front of you was leaning on his equally stunning Ferrari Fiorano 599 GT Convertible. A classic red coat gleamed with a perfect, scratch-free surface. Shanks however was not free from scratches, missing his left arm and seeing the deep, scarred slashes over his left eye, a shiver went through your body. His entire demeanor screamed excitement.

His laugh was nice to listen to. You weren’t entirely sure what to expect after finding him like that outside your apartment. Your first impression – yes you know, never judge a book by its cover – yet, your first impression was that of a man who was confident, strong, and had a professional poker face. His smile looked authentic but it was either because he was a man who smiled a lot or a man who knew how to mask well. You were thrilled to bits to learn it was the former.

As he drove downtown, the two of you played the ice breaker games in your matchmaking pamphlets. It was a shockingly easy way to learn about each other very quickly as you travelled to your destination. A secret that Shanks wanted to surprise you with.

“_____, what are your top three deal breakers?”

“Oh that’s easy. I don’t tolerate cheating, smoking, and the inability or unwillingness to show affection, especially in public. If someone is too ashamed to hold my hand or be close with me, that tells me they lack the ability to appreciate me or the values I hold dear. Cheating and smoking is self-explanatory.”

Shanks nodded in agreement as he listened.

“What about your top three deal breakers?”

“I would say lying, needless cruelty, and the inability to have fun and try new things. Life is unpredictable, we should spend the time enjoying ourselves, not boxing ourselves in. Lying and needless cruelty is self-explanatory yea?”

You nodded, smiling. Pleased to learn that you share similar values and outlooks. The drive had been incredibly pleasant and you were a bit nervous about how you were supposed to spend the actual date if the two of you got through all the pleasantries before the date even began?

Turns out you didn’t need to worry. Shanks’ idea of a first date turned out to be a drive-in movie. Perfect, you almost purred. He parked the convertible and then motioned for you to move to the backseat while he went to the trunk. He jumped into the back with you holding a basket. Inside, a massive bag of popcorn, some shareable candies, a couple of beers, and cozy blankets.

To be honest, you don’t even remember what the movie was about. You were completely mesmerized by the man. His dashing good looks, his charming personality, his entire vibe was comforting, safe. Your breath hitched as he snaked his arm around your shoulder. You tried to hide the smile on your face as you leaned into his touch. Wrapping your arm around his waist to snuggle closer into him.

The movie was over much too quickly, your pout evident as the credits ran. Shanks eyed you from his peripheral, doing his best to not giggle at your pout. He really enjoyed the date and he wasn’t eager to see it end either. Especially since the two of you couldn’t really talk during the movie.

He gave you an amused smile, “______, what if we started our second date tonight? Have you ever been to a disco club?”

“A disco club?” your eyes widen and your brows furrowed. “Those are still a thing? I’m not sure I’m wearing the right clothes…”

“DAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Are you calling me old?!” tears leaked from his eyes. “Don’t worry about your clothes, disco is about getting loose and enjoying yourself. C’mon lets go have some fun!” he threw his arm around your shoulder again, squeezing it gently, nudging his side into yours almost like a gentle hazing. His dark eyes twinkled with anticipation at your answer.

“Mmmmm,” your lip curls. You don’t really want to be surrounded by a ton of people, you just want to spend more time with him.

“I’ll buy drinks and pizzaaaaa,” his voice lilted.

You pouted again, “Fine you’ve won me over with your bribe!”

His fist raised in the air. “You won’t regret it! And you can hold on to my waist some more if you need,” he winked at you. “Unless you’re already good at skating? Maybe? Surprise me!” he excitedly chattered, stowing away the basket and helping you to the front seat. Your grin matched his, butterflies in your stomach as he drove you to your second date.

[aesopsbaby]

Ayyyyyy the matchmaking sounds cool! Also, I wanna get Wynne more out so I'll describe her!

Wynne is a woman who likes to get her things done. She is very hardworking and dedicated, and she won't back away until the task assigned is done. She can be a little silly and cute sometimes but she would totally deny it. She tries to be mature and posh but in reality she is a bouncy girl.

Likes: art, getting things completed, writing something meaningful, designing clothing, cooking, spicy food

Dislikes: bad food, messy rooms, loud people, rude people, anyone who looks like their face deserves a punch

Let's see who she gets!

After a long while, Cupid has made a decision! :D

Generating match up...: Nathan!

Cupid notes:

Nathan finds that someone who is able to fight for themselves is a good trait. Someone that is motivated by their ideals and won't back down from a task is something that Nathan finds really appealing and admirable, thus, he's a good match for Wynne.

Nathan is a man of few words, choosing to keep to himself rather than cause problems for everyone with his worries. However, I find that Wynne would be able to bring Nathan out of his shell with her cheer-y aura. Nathan is sure to be more comfortable in the calming and cheerful presence of Wynne.

Nathan is a rather polite and respectful individual even though he may have a intimating and cold demeanor that says otherwise. His manners are exceptional and he tends to put everyone else before him.

Even though he may not show it nor talk about it much, Nathan is a decent cook. He'll cook up a simple dish for anyone that has fallen ill in his care, one that smells of their childhood and brings a sense of nostalgia as the aroma fills their senses.

Nathan has a traditional way of loving people -

He'll gift flowers or pick up little gifts that reminds him of his loved one.

Dancing anywhere alone with old tunes playing softly in the background.

He's an old fashioned guy and so are his ways of loving.

The only bad side is that he has an incredible bad sense of fashion. He'll just throw on anything that seems comfortable and just go on with his day. I hope and am confident that Wynne will be able to dress him decently.

[the-yellow-moon-pack]

I thought I was gonna like amor more but honestly? We might be going with hydrangea 👀