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akuaya-eng · 3 months

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(Card story) Rosé SSR - Splendid Cabaret Bunny

- ALLURING ROSÉ AND ALCOHOL -

EPISODE 1

Rosé:

Huh~… he's not coming~…

Vanis:

(walks in) Not coming? Who?

Rosé:

Vani-tan! Just in time ♪

Vanis:

… Can you stop calling me that? Besides, you weren't waiting for me, were you?

Rosé:

Well, no. It's not you who I want to destroy.

Vanis:

Destroy…?

Rosé:

Seriously, that guy. He's got some nerve to completely miss an appointment with me-- I'll definitely destroy him.

Vanis:

I don't know who you're talking about, but I feel sorry for him.

Rosé:

Then help me out ♪

Vanis:

Um… I don't understand the connection of this conversation.

Rosé:

To completely crush someone, you need to prepare properly, right? And for preparation, you need people, right? Just come with me ♡ (walks towards Vanis)

Vanis:

Wait… don't pull me. You're stretching my clothes… (both walk away)

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Rosé:

...Hmm, is my makeup good enough~? No, should I make it even more dark and bold?

Vanis:

Rosé. I brought the things you asked for, but I wonder if this accessory is okay.

Rosé:

Hmm… no, I'll find them myself. Your taste is too safe… If I want to destroy him, it has to be flashy ♡

Vanis:

You ask for help and then act all picky… What are you getting so worked up about?

Rosé:

There's someone I want to bring down and utterly destroy.

Vanis:

I see. So, that's the person you were supposed to meet earlier.

Rosé:

Yeah. He made a promise, and he broke it just like that. Well, I didn't think it would go smoothly anyway~. After all, he boasts that there's nothing he can't obtain: "power, money, even people's hearts".

Vanis:

Ah… If it's the same person I'm thinking of, why don't you just give up? That person seems like a hassle.

Rosé:

Huh? If you think there's anyone I can't defeat, you're out of your mind. I'll give you a front-row seat to see him fall. So keep your eyes peeled and wait ♪

Vanis:

Alright, alright… I got it.

EPISODE 2

(clapping)

Rosé:

Yeah, yeah, the dancers I hired are great. It's good to have my solo stage, but having a supporting cast is nice too.

Vanis:

(walks in) Rosé. You’ve put together another spectacular event. Isn't this one even more extravagant than the other day?

Rosé:

I invited him by saying, “I’m holding a special event just for you.” This time he’ll definitely show up. I'm talking about someone with a big ego. He won’t miss a lavish show held just for him ♪

Vanis:

Well, after blowing off the last appointment, he’s probably curious to see how you're reacting.

Rosé:

If he shows up with a smug grin, that’ll piss me off. I’ll just smile back at him in return~… Oh! By the way, what about that drink we talked about?

Vanis:

I’ve taken care of it. Here.

Rosé:

Perfect ♪ With this, I’ll crush his ego.

(door opens)

Vanis:

Ah…

Millionaire:

(walks in) Hey, Rosé.

Rosé:

Hi. I’ve been waiting ♪

Millionaire:

Well, I came here just for fun. But I have many people who want to spend time with me, so I can’t just focus on you.

Rosé:

Huh, that’s a shame. But make sure to take a look on my stage. OK ♡

Millionaire:

Haha, if I feel like it. See you. (walks away)

Vanis:

… He’s just like that, but are you sure it’s okay?

Rosé:

No problem at all. We’ve got the special drink. Well, I’m heading to the stage. Make sure to mess with his drink, please ♪ (walks away)

Vanis:

Good grief… (walks away)

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Rosé:

Come come, everyone! (flashes and applause) The Rosé Belladonna Cabaret Show is about to begin~ ♪ The last show was a hit, so we’re doing it again, but that’s not the only reason for tonight. There’s someone I really want to see it… that’s why ♡

Millionaire:

…Hmm.

Rosé:

(thinking) Alright, he’s watching.

Vanis:

Here’s your drink. Enjoy. (pours)

Millionaire:

Ah, thank you. I have plans later, so I’ll just have a little.

Rosé:

(thinking) Nice, Vanis ♪

Now, let the greatest showtime begin~!

EPISODE 3

Rosé:

Phew, that was fun ♪

(thinking) The dance was perfect. The audience's excitement was at its peak, and it felt amazing ♡

Now, onto him.

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Rosé

(walks in) Hey there, enjoying yourself?

Millionaire:

Ah, Master Rosé…!

Rosé:

(thinking) Oh? Looks like it's working. I didn’t think it'd go this far, though.

Millionaire:

The stage was magnificent! I… no, I cannot stop crying tears of joy…

Rosé:

I'm glad you're happy ♪ I danced just for you, you know?

Millionaire:

What an honor…! Now I can become your dog or anything you want!

Vanis:

… That's strange.

Rosé:

What?

Vanis:

(thinking) The special drink Rosé asked me to prepare. Whoever drinks it will temporarily lose their grip, rationality, and act according to your desires…

But he only had one drink. There's no way it should be this effective.

Rosé:

Hmm~? What do you mean?

Vanis:

It’s not just the drink. He’s probably also been mesmerized by your show and fallen for you… completely.

Rosé:

So… You mean that my overflowing charm made him this helpless!?

Millionaire:

Master Rosé…?

Rosé:

Oh, sorry for ignoring you. But-- you completely ignored me the other day, didn’t you?

Millionaire:

I have no choice but to do anything to apologize…! Please forgive me! (falls to the ground)

Rosé:

Haha! Rubbing your head on the floor to polish it. If you want my forgiveness that badly… you’ll do anything I say, right?

Millionaire:

Of course! If that will earn your forgiveness…

Rosé:

Then sign this contract, please ♡

Millionaire:

With pleasure! (walks away)

Rosé:

Okay, thank you ♡ Haha. Now, all the souls you possess are mine. Including your own soul…♡ I recently lost one of my sources of souls, so I needed to find a new one. Thanks to my charm, I got it. I’m such a sinful man.

Vanis:

… I definitely don’t want to make you my enemy.

Rosé:

? Did you say something?

Vanis:

No, nothing.

Rosé:

Oh, okay. Now, let's put ourselves together and pay attention to the stage~. The fun is just beginning… Enjoy. Hehehe ♪

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mutagn · 4 months

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𝐌𝐈𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐎 𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈 𝐀𝐍𝐃: 𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘.

changed the whole layout of my day just to get on and make this post. anyway below the cut i'm going to outline all of the things i'm stealing from usagi's source material, usagi: yo.jimbo, to add to his 2003 characterization. i AM going to be pretty picky because i think it's fair to say that the character in 2003 is not exactly the character from the yojimbo comics - this is just to help flesh him out a little. bear in mind that usagi is canonically around 16 when we're introduced to him at the battle nexus tournament, so things will have to be adjusted from his canon proper in order for his age in the show to make sense. tws for death/death of a parent, murder, other various gritty samurai things.

usagi was raised as the only son of a village headman, though he did not spend much time at home. he loved and respected his father, and, later, was granted leave from his training to travel back to his home village and pay his respects at his father's grave.

at age 3, typical for most young boys being trained to be samurai, he was given his first wooden katana to train with. he learned to fence very quickly.

eventually he was sent, along with childhood friend/rival kenichi, to train at the dogora school of bushido. while travelling there, a group of dishonourable students set about attacking an old man (he's literally a lion) in the street. the old man held his own and beat the students despite being vastly outnumbered. usagi, enamoured with his technique and style, set about trying to convince this man to become his sensei instead.

the man (lion), katsuichi, initially refused to train usagi - until usagi convinced him by standing outside of his house, morning and night, for days on end, through rain and sun, displaying his tenacity and determination. he is so annoying i love him

usagi was katsuichi's only student, but he was mischievous and sneaky enough to make this poor guy feel like he had a whole class. stole a sword from a dead soldier once. nearly got his hand cut off trying to return it. just usagi things

around here is usagi's first foray into the battle nexus; he's 13, still training, and about to beef a fully grown dragon

when usagi 'graduated' at age 15 he was brought to a fencing tournament hosted by the dogora school and won the fuckin thing because of course he did. the last bout of the tournament was up against kenichi, who did in fact attend dogora school and became its top student. upon winning this tournament, usagi was gifted the daisho he uses still today; the katana, yagi no eda (willow branch) and the wakizashi, aoyagi (young willow).

the guy that intervened and stopped usagi getting his hand cut off for the thieving thing up there turned out to be the daimyo, mifune. he was in attendance at the tournament and was like. i gotta get this kid on payroll

so he did

im not giving this child a son. i just don't think that would be fair to anyone involved. jotaro i love you though good luck out there kid

it's just hit me now that they call usagi a 'ronin' during his introductory episode which means all of the trauma must have happened before he turned 16. this is the most miserable i've ever been

i won't even sugar coat it man ninjas were hired to assassinate mifune and killed his wife and son. this sparked a big war in which mifune was killed by a barrage of arrows on the battlefield. usagi had to perform his final duty, i.e cutting off this guy's head and burying it somewhere secret to save it from desecration

oh also one of usagi's closest friends goes turncoat that battle and runs away. dw though usagi murders him for it later!

happy 16th birthday usagi. do you want to go to the battle nexus tournament and get a boyfriend. cool

now we're all caught up. he's going to kill gunichi soon-ish. at around 17/18 i figure. after the events of samurai tourist.

#theres sooooo much more im taking for myself but this was already so long and nobody is going to read it anyway #𝗨𝗦𝗔𝗚𝗜 𝟮𝟬𝟬𝟯 : one alone is not enough.

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ettadunham · 1 year

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hi! just yesterday i finally received the confirmation that i got my very first Real Full-Time Job (have been working and doing internships since i was a teen tho), so if you got any advice to survive in the capitalist hell, especially in the beginning, i'm all ears 😭

Anon, I now feel intense pressure to not lead you astray (is this what an older sibling might feel? I'm new to the experience 😂), so I'll start with a disclaimer, like any good little capitalist organization trying to deflect blame: none of what I'm saying might apply to your situation or be helpful in any way.

To be more specific, my advice should not be considered much at all if you're working at a state-funded job instead of a private one, and only maybe partially if you're working at a small business or the service industry. I've only ever been working at corporate jobs because I live alone with my cat and I need to pay rent somehow, so that's all I can speak for.

Okay? Okay. Let us proceed.

You can always just leave.

This truly is the number one rule in a neoliberal hypercapitalistic system. You are already regarded as a resource rather than a human being, so anyone telling you that you should have "company loyalty" or anything the like can shove it up their ass.

Of course, you do still need to consider your own situation. Even if you have enough support to get by for a few months, 9 out of 10 times I'd still advise actually getting a new job offer before handing in a resignation, because then you have more leverage and can be more picky about your new job.

However, I also did the thing that you're not supposed to do when I resigned from my first job personally, and I never really regretted it. It did force me to eventually apply for the same type of job that I didn't initially want to do, but it was a much nicer company and an enormous improvement on not just my mental but physical health (I was literally diagnosed with high blood pressure while working at my first job), so... yeah. If it sucks, hit da bricks, as long as there's a support system behind you.

2. Actually... you should consider quitting every 3 years.

In the corporate landscape, it's actually beneficial to switch jobs from time to time, because they will not raise your pay as much as its value goes up in the job market. This is a fact everyone is aware of, as well as how it actually costs more to hire and train new people every 2 years instead of just keeping the old ones, but alas, it's how shareholder capitalism works. All that matters is the next quarterly report.

That being said, not all of us like change, in fact, most people would prefer to have a stable job where they can just go, have a coffee with their old colleagues at the water cooler, do their shift and go home. Corporate propaganda will have you believe that workers just simply prefer to bounce from one place to another, but in reality, it's more of a necessity that comes from stagnating wages, changing expectations, and a general uncertainty about job security.

So... yeah, it's a bit more depressing when I put it that way, isn't it? But the point stands, especially if you feel like your job might not be secure, it's worth looking around. Maybe even look into adjacent positions where you can develop other skills if you really want to be the bestest boy (gender neutral) at capitalism.

You can of course also just move within the company you're working at if they have the flexibility. They love hiring from inside because then they can underpay you compared to new hires while keeping your knowledge in-house. But, I mean... you get new skills and don't have to change much about your environment? It's all about the symbiosis between worker and corporation where you're always the one getting leeched from anyway. <3

3. Drain them for all their worth.

Chances are, your corporate overlord might have some benefits for you. Make sure to look into it and use all of it. I know that for Americans healthcare is a big issue, so definitely look into what your corporate package offers on that, but also see if there's anything else. Can you go on business trips so you can travel more? Do they offer 20% off on gas? Reimburse you on certain purchases? Can you use your company's money to learn some programming to help you apply to your next job?

Have no shame about coming back with receipts every two weeks. If it's part of the package, it's part of the package. It's already in the company's budget anyway, they do not care.

4. Get along with people.

This is both more important and more complicated than it might look at first blush. Or maybe you're already seeing all the potential problems with this point.

Your workplace is much like high school where you're locked in and forced to interact with a bunch of strangers that you otherwise wouldn't choose to talk to. And you gotta do it every. single. day. Even just thinking about it exhausts my smol undiagnosed authistic heart.

But! I would venture to say that trying to get to know and get along with all those people is the most important thing you can do at your job. Sometimes even more so than actually doing your job, lol. Obviously, the most important part is your own team, but if you're at an office, talk to people at the coffee machine. Ask them about what they do, have small talks, etc. Make the effort to socialize a bit. Go to events if they're during work hours, and use your judgement if it's after work hours. Don't let yourself get sucked in into the whole 'we're a family' company culture and let it take over your life, but if it's something you'd enjoy (e.g.: we have a monthly board game club where I work currently), then it's a good way to build solidarity. And... *sigh* connections.

I did say it's like high school, didn't I? It's all about who you know baybey.

That being said... It's all easier said than done if you don't fit into the status quo and stick out in any way shape or form. Shocker, I know.

People also just have differing views, and you need to learn to deal with that somehow. Sometimes it turns out that whatever seemed like an end-of-the-world division on the internet is not all that important of a difference in reality. And sometimes it's much worse.

The thing you need to keep in mind here is that corporate culture generally loathes disruption, so you're not likely to encounter people saying slurs. Well, you're also not supposed to punch people for saying slurs though. It's all about the delicate balance of whatever is acceptable in polite society, and as long as that line's not crossed, you can either bite your tongue and sell a bit of your soul to the neoliberal gods for your survival, or push back mildly. You know. In a "polite" way uwu.

In any case, if you feel like the environment is too hostile, see point 1. Hit da bricks. Some workplaces are infected by assholery and mismanagement. Use your judgement, etc. If you're like me, living in a protofascist nation right now, you might just resign to the fact that more things are acceptable in polite society than you'd like, and you need to pay your bills instead of arguing with a middle manager about immigrants.

Okay, are we depressed enough about general corporate culture already? Cool. Let's see some actual useful tips then.

5. Talk to the people on your team and be a united front.

Does your company have a union? Then you should join that first thing, but as I've never really had that, I can't tell you much about that experience. What I do know, is that you should always form a united front with your immediate co-workers.

For instance, do you and your team members do the same thing? Then ask them about how much time they take to finish a task. If they say they take a day for something that in reality takes about 4 hours, then do the same. Don't be the asshole telling your boss that you finished it in 3 hours. And most importantly, never snitch on your teammates.

(Speaking of that example, you should also just overestimate how much time something would take. That's just good practice anyway. <3)

But yeah, the bottom line is that your teammates are your first line of defense against any kind of higher up shenanigans. Help each other out, discuss wages, stand your ground together. If you can build solidarity outside of your team, that's even better, but your teammates are the ones who can immediately step up for you if needed.

Obviously, realistically you can only give back as much as you receive. If your team doesn't feel the solidarity juice quite as much as you do, there's not much you can do about it other than give an opening and then adapt. At the end of the day, corporate culture incentivices individual achievement over collectivism despite all their empty slogans like "team work" or whatever.

Speaking of which...

6. Advocate for yourself.

So I am going to go completely against my previous point by saying that you need to speak up and advocate for yourself individually. If you want a raise, then call up your team lead, and tell them that you want a raise. Bring them the facts about your work, your achievements, if you have some of those juicy KPI numbers and they make you look good, then read them up, talk about how long you've been at the company, about inflation, the company's self-proclaimed growth... Give them an expectation even, and be prepared to talk in detail about how you are in fact the most bestest at your work actually, and politely imply that you might need to look elsewhere otherwise.

That being said... It's also just good practice to talk about your team's achievements as well. Last time I did this, I actually managed to get all of my team a small raise, even without trying all that much for a collective bargaining. In a healthy team environment, you should be able to talk up each of your team members in one way or another. You might be told that there's a limited amount of money going around for these raises, but it's not like you were ever gonna get more of it. Corporations will pay you as little as possible at every step of the way.

See point 1 and 2 again.

So, yeah. Make sure to advocate for yourself, especially if you've been at the company for a while (the time period here might vary, but bringing it up after a year is a good start if there's been no raises), or heard that you were getting less than your coworkers. Be your own hype man, while not talking down the rest of your team. Otherwise they might "forget" to pay you any of your deserved compensation.

This also goes in other aspects as well. If you're at a chill workplace, you can always bring it up to your boss if you hate your current work, and want to do something else. Employers are usually more accomodating for these types of complaints, and might even help you find other tasks or even a different position in the company, depending on the opportunities. (They might just try to give you more work at first though, lol, so be specific.) And if they're not chill... well, there's not much to lose, because you should already be thinking about point 1 again.

7. Work less, bullshit more.

This is it! This is the point that we are here for.

How to do as little work as humanly possible without getting at the top of the firing list. The true mysteries of the universe. We'll be combining some of what we learned in the previous points for this.

First things first, no, you should never bring your 100% for a bullshit corporate job. You might think that they'll appreciate it and you for it, but the truth is, whatever bonus or raise you might be getting is not gonna be all that much. And it's not going to worth all the effort you put into it.

Remember, corporations will always pay you as little as possible and toss you away at the first sign of inconvenience.

No, all that work is going to do to you is burn you out, and infringe upon your family or social life. If you're doing grunt work especially, then make sure to keep your boundaries. Keep a table about your work hours, even if it's not kept by your workplace, and make sure to keep it always at 8 or whatever your required hours are. Don't answer your email or phone outside of that window.

Even when it comes to your work hours, make sure to take breaks, take your time with your lunch. It's actually kinda unhealthy to work for 8 hours straight anyway, your brain is gonna be a mush by the end.

And also, as we talked about it, make sure to coordinate with your co-workers if they're doing the same or similar jobs. Find the optimal way to do your tasks in a way that's going to stay consistent with the expectations.

If you have a kind of job, where you have set goals, try to reach those, and if you have a bit of downtime, use it. You can ask for new tasks eventually, but don't rush it, if you have the opportunity, take a breather.

There are workplaces that might try to monitor your work, especially in home office, but as long as things are done, most workplaces do not care how much you napped during your work hours. However, if you're worried about seeming inactive on your laptop for instance, there are workarounds on that too. I have a powershell script that presses the capslock button every minute for 2 hours (for legal reasons, this is only for those times when I'm running a python script through a VPN connection, which standby mode would kill otherwise 😂), but I've had a friend who just opened word and put something on her space button. The human ingenuity when it comes to avoiding work is boundless.

The only consideration here is that you should still try to check your chat from time to time, but that can also depend on your workplace. Most people don't care if you reply them 2 hours late, no one's available 24/7.

That all being said, you might still want to secure your job a bit more other than doing the bare minimum, but the good news is, having all that downtime actually means that you can think about other things too if you choose! Maybe even ways to improve your job as it is. Or maybe just talk with someone at the water cooler. Never underestimate the power of talking to people at the water cooler tbh.

Also consider this: if you're doing your job too well, your reward most likely is going to be.... more work! And it's gonna be unpaid work at that. I know, because I somehow never managed to avoid this one, despite doing my best and napping as much as possible.

In conclusion, Bullshit Jobs™ deserve Bullshit Work. <3

#is this helpful anon? i'm not sure it's helpful lmao #at least it's long i guess #capitalism is hell #messages #anon

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diagonal-queen · 2 years

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NIGHTGOWN ANON HERE omg what if im NIA? short for NIghtgown Anon :) maybe that could be a writing name for me? idk lol im shit at writing decent stories

- Poe x Artist Reader: Reader illustrates the covers for Poe's books (accidentally put boobs instead of books the first time haha)

- Poe x Cook Reader: You were the Guild's chef but now that it was abandoned, Poe hired you to cook for him!

- Poe x Doctor Reader: Aw man he got hurt. Don't worry! Doctor Reader is here to bandage him up!

- Poe x Retail Reader: Reader didn't choose Retail. Retail chose Reader.

- Poe x Vet Reader: Karl

- Poe x Idol Reader: Now it's random

- Everyday you shower Poe with face kisses to wake him up, he gets extremely flustered, even though you've been doing it for years. You keep doing it just to wake him up

- Poe is like Reader's shadow at parties, constantly clinging to her because of his shy nature.

- Reader and Poe both die in a corner at parties because they're shy.

- The reason Poe was able to meet Reader was because he hired someone to go outside and do errands for him (ex: get food)

omg my brain is melting i have so many more ideaassss but THEYRE NOT COMINNNGGG

THAT'S IT DID YOU SEE I USED PROPER CAPITALIZATION(KINDA) THIS TIME YEAH? im so cool. HAVE A GREAT DAY MY LOVE! TAKE CARE! ❤️

okay so first of all NIA is SUCH A CUTE NAME OMG it kinda sounds like a j-pop star name lmaoaooaoaoaa anyways. you're nia now i decided. you don't have a say in the matter /j anyways i have things to say about all of these.

poe x artist reader who creates illustrations for his novels lowkey gives me Dorian Gray vibes? like imagine reader going to a library or a bookstore or something one day and seeing one of poe's books and on the cover it names the author and illustrator side by side and it hits them...T-T also what if reader was originally a fanartist of his books or something and he saw their fanart and he liked it so much that he hired them to be his official artist and reader just combusts lol (sidenote i'm sure poe has some great man milkers)

poor reader who was just hired to cook for a bunch of mean bougie people and is now stranded and jobless in another country T-T fortunately they still have poe. i get the feeling that poe is secretly pretty picky with his food but he's just too shy to say anything most of the time. ranpo eventually comes along and you totally get 'he asked for no pickles'd lmao. STOP WHAT IF YOU DECIDED TO TEACH POE HOW TO COOK (cus it's just easier than having to modify your recipes to accommodate him all the time) and you have like one of those cliche foodfight moments <3 and of course ranpo is your resident taste tester. (IMAGINE KARL PUPPETEERING POE LIKE IN RATATOUILLE STOP)

i can't come up with a scenario atm where poe would get hurt because he's a paranoid boi. but maybe like ranpo accidentally did it or something EITHER WAY. you are his little doctor <3 maybe you're like a training doctor for the ada under the guidance of doctor yosano? there's also a bit of a forbidden love aspect because a relationship between a doctor and a patient is unethical afaik so ooooo drama. maybe you're yosano's sister as well, idk make it even more dramatic lol (protective dadzawa moment)

currently trying to get a job in retail atm, never been there but from what i've heard it's an absolute nightmare. poor reader is probably getting harassed by karens each day and poe is her very calm and quiet respite :) he just seems to easy to assist in a store, even if he does stutter a bit. plus you can lowkey take a couple minutes to just hang out with him under the guise of 'helping a customer' akjsskkssjsjsjks. reader tells poe that she's really just there for the money, saving up for a nicer place or something, and poe's like 'i can buy a place for you /gen' because let's face it he's rather out of touch with us lower middle class folks. reader is like. well then

imagine you're a vet just vibing at work and one day some 1800s gothic emo author bursts in with his pet raccoon in shambles because he thinks said pet raccoon is seriously sick or something. nah turns out karl just ate a spider or something and threw it back up (definitely not something my dog does). and although you did no work whatsoever poe is so grateful for your help (he might cry). whenever karl gets even a little unwell from then on poe comes straight to you because he's always wracked with worry for his lil guy T-T BOOM you two are in love because of a raccoon

poe x idol reader THIS one right here gave me a lot of thinks to think. either you were friends before you became an idol or he was just a fan of your music but like you two somehow meet and it's just funny cus...old fashioned author guy and bubbly trendy idol...it would be so nice of you if you got poe a little pair of earplugs to wear at your concerts when it gets too loud but so he can still enjoy your singing <3 he gets backstage passes and all that special treatment and stuff. also is it really an idol story without some kind of arc involving dating rumours and drama? technically you're both kinda famous cus author and singer- but imagine if your fandoms clashed and were always fighting nooooooo T-T

this one where you kiss poe awake is SOOOOO so cute and i wanna write it now. you and poe could be old ass great grandparents together by this point but he'd still get shy when physical affection <333333 but like he's not complaining. what better way is there to wake up than a kiss from your loved one? he thinks it's very romantic and probably writes poems about it

i personally would have no problem with poe clinging to me (not only am i in love with him but i'm clingy and touchstarved myself) so everyone else would just have to DEAL WITH IT if they wanna talk to me but poe is also there. by the end everyone would know who he is lol (also they probably think karl is cool too)

now if reader and poe were BOTH shy...tbh two seconds in they'd just look at each other and decide to leave snksjakdhakjh if you guys don't know anyone else there then why stay? plus parties aren't really your scene anyway, maybe a cafe or library date would be better for the two of you. You'd have a lot more time and privacy for things like that <3

so like presumably the relationship between poe and assistant!reader would be mostly business, but of course a little friendly as well. so of course RANPO (or dazai lol) has to come into the picture and probably makes some maid joke and that gets poe thinkin...thoughts...about maid outfitssss~ maybe he buys one for youuuuuuu~ and maybe he thinks it looks really pretty on youuuu~ tbh this is mostly just a self indulgent pwp prompt lmaoo

this. was so long. i hope you liked this stuff nia pls feel free to add on if you have anymore ideas <3 ALSO YES I SEE YOUR CAPITALS AND I'M VERY PROUD 🌸🌸🌸🌸 I HOPE YOUR DAY IS SPLENDID AND YOUR BRAIN WORKS MORE FERVENTLY THAN EVER

#dia's discourse #thoughts: NIA #if there are any other recurring anons who wanna send me stuff #you guys should give yourselves names too!#also nia and dia are like almost the same #and i think that's just 💓💓💓

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davekat-sucks · 2 years

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I like most of the pesterquest sprites and i find some of the artistic liberties charming but damn I'm petty and I'm bothered that they didn't base most of their looks from the original alterniabound sprites. I dislike Gamzees pesterquest sprite, I'm too used to his signature long chin. Why is Jane so obese? It's been described multiple times in the comic that's she's busty, gameover shows her figure. Where are her tits? The comic has brought her boobs more than once. She's had 2 titty grab scenes and Caliborn inquired about hers. Give her boobs back, also I'm not a fan of Kanayas sprite, i dislike the weird posture and I'm not into the hair (missed opportunity to have her switch her wardrobe in her volume). I've mentioned before Tavros's sprite is stiff as hell. I hate the lack of a consistent art style, im being picky as hell but it's what i think each time i see those sprites.

After Jade's sprite, everyone else's soon after was a bit inconsistent for art style. WhatPumpkin following the Steven Universe way of Rebecca Sugar hiring various artists/writers to do it and each one is "unique", so it has be shown off. Fuck a set line of rules or details they follow. Everyone's art style is unique in their own way (except for anime. Anime is bad for Western fandom). Reason for Jane being fat is because it was CALIBORN himself who insulted her that she was fat, and people picking it up thinking she genuinely has a real chubby body. He's insulting her, but they are desperate for diversity. So in an unironic fashion, all the fandom has and now accepted Caliborn, the guy who is said to be the toxic masculinity of this fandom, as being in the right. gg fanbase g fucking g Better to ignore Jane's frustration of being called fat. Because fatphobic and not many people like Jane if she were to claim she is thin. Boobs are also bad because girls being sexy is bad and they are all teenagers here, despite that they are fictional. It is a missed opportunity. I can see her clothes change depending on certain emotions (like bright colors if happy or dark when it hits to the bad end). She probably wear something nice and professional when renovating Tavros' room. Don't get me started on the contrast between Mom Lalonde and Roxy Lalonde's sprite. Why mess with her hair? Is Mom Lalonde a bad person for trying to straighten her hair now? Interpretations like this are bullshit. They really didn't give Nepeta her hat. I could have seen funny sprites where her hat would also make similar facial expressions like Nepeta or the opposite that shows her real feelings. Here is a nice art of someone giving Nepeta her hat back.

#Homestuck #Homestuck fandom #Pesterquest

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fangsofwhite · 4 months

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Seriously I do not know what eldritch gods I pissed off but they need to stop.

So yeah, surprising no one, as soon as things start to look like they are settling, more expletives hit the fan.

On the good news to start, my doggo is ok. Or as ok can be expected. Had a bit of a scare this past week with him suddenly developing stomach problems but it just seems that he ate something too fatty and is already recovering. He is also downing about near 6 pills every 12 hours to GET him ok, but he is ok. A LOT of my focus is on him right now because he is also down 3 lbs from the baseline 20lbs he needs to be and getting a picky dog who can not eat anything super rich or fatty to gain weight is literal sisyphious hell, but hey he is alive so lets endure.

Doggo will also be turning 16 in a couple weeks, officially marking him pushing 4 years past the given life expectancy he is was given due to his heart condition. So yeah will be taking at least some days off from the world to celebrate because he deserves it.

THEN MY PERSONAL HELL CONTINUES.

Apartment ceiling leak has gotten worse. Not back to ceiling literally falling down again worse, but its becoming a concern. Property managers finally sat owner down about getting it addressed and long story short, I'm getting a touch shafted. Basically owner can not afford the repairs so had decided to just sell the property as is. New owners will likely mean new rent and if they actually fix the roof or not is really not a given. At this point if I stay I am basically agreeing to the risk of the ceiling issue and thus taking on the liability for any mold, or collapse that may eventually happen. Like yes they would fix the ceiling if it falls again, but they can argue I took the risk so any injury or damage to my property that happens now is on me. Doggo also likes to sleep RIGHT where the leak happens too so the risk is high for him.

Property managers have agreed to let me out of the lease without penalty, which is a fair compromise honestly. This just means that once again I have to pack up and move. In truth, I am heavily considering a very large move. Honestly despite battling my health issues to at least try to take on occasional commissions, I have also been attempting to get at least a part time job to help with things and... I'll be honest, where I'm at now is just dying. I've seen more businesses close just this past month then I've seen hiring.

So yeah, I have to move anyways so heavily considering packing up and moving to another state where their MIGHT be better job opportunities. Maybe also better weather to help with my health.

I don't know, either way I have to pack up and move.

Life... just... UGH! I thought I was finally getting a break.

#It has been decided #when life will FINALLY let me get back into my ceramics #first thing I'm making is a sacrificial goat ornament #maybe that will appease whatever gods find my suffering amusing #Seriously I was just organizing my supplies #Now its all going back into storage #AGAIN #GAH!!!#Also for those who don't know cause I haven't gotten to upload much of my stupid stuff here #The “Goat” is named Ramsis #He is a long time character I've used in art rpgs #Maybe will upload some old pieces featuring him later #And yes #he is actually a sheep

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bellveela · 1 year

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Too Great a Wand ch.1

When Harry Potter is the only responsible person in his family, he has to take charge of organizing vacations. For the winter break, his sister Rose and her friends wanted a place that had stunning views, good service, the ability to use magic, a pool, and a jacuzzi. Harry found a property that met all their requirements, and it was worth thousands of gold coins from their shared treasure. Although Harry preferred a modest cottage on the slopes, he had to accommodate Rose and her friends' picky taste. Harry's aunt was also choosy when it came to accommodation, albeit in a more subtle way.

Money can buy many things, including pleasures, but it rarely solves a person's problems in life. This was an absolute truth in Harry's life, if not in the lives of many people around him. The Potter and Black families' money provided him with an excellent education and allowed him to travel to places he never imagined seeing. But when Harry came of age to reach for the rings of the Potter and Black heirs, their finances were in chaos.

Harry hesitated to take the reins because he didn't want to exceed his authority, but Bellatrix, his stepAunt, insisted. Her family came from ancient money, most of which was stored in trusts and investments spread over a hundred years of purchases. A brief investigation revealed that her accountants had been cheating her since the death of the last Lord Black, and her lawyers were untrustworthy.

Then Harry hired the top-tier Tonks law firm to review the documents and search every financial and stock certificate. The costs were exorbitant, but they paid off tenfold. Harry wasn't of legal drinking age at the time, so his aunt attended most of the sessions. She didn't understand much of it, but she trusted Harry more than anyone else and signed where he instructed her to.

It was too much responsibility for a boy to bear, so Harry used Hogwarts as an escape to disappear. He didn't party or lead a wild social life, but he formed a small circle of wonderful friends and discovered that his early interest in investing and money was still alive and well. After a broken relationship, Harry applied for an internship program at the ministry and waited for a response when Rose insisted on a "mountain vacation."

The house that Harry chose for his family was only forty minutes outside the city and had its own lift that took them to the top of a kilometer-long ski trail that ended back at the house. It was a steep price, but because Harry's sister Rose was known as the girl who survived, the owner promised to cut him a deal if she and her friends published an interview and photos of the house at least once. Harry was confident they would, so they packed up.

Harry's aunt was excited to spend the next two weeks buried in her alcove with her books. For years, she had claimed she wanted to write a book on dueling, and now was the time."

"You should also bring your skis," Harry said as she loaded her bag into the car. "Looks like we'll be getting some fresh powder, and you know you'll want to hit the slopes a few times while we're up there."

"Maybe," she muttered, frowning slightly. "But they'll distract me from writing." Plus, I don't want to get in the way of your fun."

"Do you really think I'll have a good time with Rose and her friends?" Harry was careful not to raise his voice, so his sister in the room directly above the garage wouldn't hear. "They're image-obsessed, immature girls who think I'm a loser because I don't spend every weekend getting blackout drunk."

"They're just young," Harry's Aunt said, waving her hand. "I agree that your sister takes the whole show thing way too seriously, but there won't be too many chances for you two to bond. Rose will be done with Hogwarts and out of the nest in a few years... You'll be going off to your internship soon and getting married eventually."

Her voice had a pause in it that made Harry look up from where he was packing the luggage in the back of their Ministry-issued car. He noticed a spark of anger on her face before she dismissed it and smiled through thick, red lips.

"Let's just make the best of this situation, okay?"

"Okay, but bring your skis and promise me you'll spend at least one day on the slopes with me."

Her smile was genuine, and she nodded in agreement. "Deal."

"Deal on what?" Rose's distinct voice cut through the intimate moment like a hot knife through butter. Harry turned to the side and tried to ignore what she said next. "Is the loser bringing his ugly ex?" You said we could only invite friends!"

"Rose!" Harry's Aunt gave her only daughter a stern look, and Harry noticed his sister's relief at being scolded. "If you're not careful, you won't be bringing any friends to the cabin, and you should thank Harry for making it all possible." The residence boasts an infinity jacuzzi that overlooks its own private valley, according to the pictures."

"Really?" The surprising joy in Rose's voice shouldn't have made Harry feel so warm, and he tried to ignore it as he began stowing skis and boards in the roof rack.

"Really. Bring your bags down now. We're leaving in an hour. It's a long drive."

"Fleur and Daphne are on their way, but I was wondering if we could leave tonight?" Fifteen hours in a car would be hell, but Harry was hoping they could sleep most of the way –"

"We need to leave now or we'll get caught in the storm," Harry replied, ignoring Rose's irritation in the back of his throat as soon as he spoke up. "Unless you want to drive the whole way?"

Before Harry's younger sister could groan from upstairs, he got a tongue and middle finger thrown at him. Harry's Aunt chuckled quietly, making sure to hush her so Rose wouldn't hear. His sister was sensitive enough about failing her driver's test seven times and still lived in fear of having to drive with anyone she knew.

"This will be fuuun," Harry muttered, sarcastically stretching out the last word as he rolled his eyes. "Why don't we use a Portkey?" Harry asked.

"But Switzerland is so heavily secured with protective layers that even using Portkeys is difficult near their borders," Aunt replied, raising an eyebrow in a way that surprised Harry. He almost tripped over the door frame he was leaning on.

"Aunt!" Harry exclaimed, feeling his cheeks warm as he noticed a twinkle in her eye.

"I'm just saying... those are beautiful girls," she said, turning around to go back inside, and Harry saw her own cheeks flush. "And you're a charming young man with plenty to offer... It never hurts to keep your options open." Harry was ready to tell her that the obnoxious, immature friends of his sister were the last ladies he'd be thinking of in that way, but the lie wouldn't come out of his mouth, and Aunt noticed the expression on his face. "Make sure you turn off the lights before you back out of the driveway." "I'll double check at home."

When the girls arrived, Harry felt uneasy and awkward, struggling to help them with their bags and skis. He knew both of them from school, although Fleur had only briefly appeared at the Triwizard Tournament, while Daphne was in his year at Slytherin. Despite the inter-house politics or even differences in schools, they all easily connected as if drawn together like magnets, dominating the school even when they were too young for Harry to see them in that light. Now, as older teenagers, and if one was a red-blooded male, they couldn't be ignored. Harry Potter was almost as tall as Fleur. She was hyperactive, great at Quidditch, and a Slytherin prefect. His sister would have marked her as a nerd if not for her stunning blond beauty. Daphne wasn't as tall or as busty as Fleur, but she was the most beautiful woman Harry had ever seen, except for his sister. She was the perfect blend of her Veela blood, with beautiful light blond hair and charming features. Harry's sister and Daphne were the driving forces behind their growing reputation. With his sister's magical prowess and Daphne's fashion sense, Harry was sure they would have thousands of people wanting to know everything about them until the end of Hogwarts. He wouldn't tell them that. Their heads were already big enough.

Stuffing the girls in the backseat was painful, but Aunt was so absorbed in making sure she had everything that she was useless. Harry had to threaten Rose with leaving before she sat down and swore she wouldn't jump out for one more thing.

Finally, they were on the road and settled in for a long journey. Aunt offered to drive for him, but Harry had spent enough time with her to know they'd be safer with him, exhausted, than her worrying about every semi-truck passing them on the highway.

Harry achieved a fantastic time, and thanks to the magically expanded tanks in the Land Rover, they only had to stop twice before entering Switzerland, and only for the girls to use the restroom. He felt relieved when he exited the highway and took smaller roads up into the mountains, but by that time, it was already dark, and he didn't have the views he was hoping for. When they passed a small village outside the valley, the girls and Aunt quickly fell asleep.

The sign indicated that the town had only twenty-seven people, which made sense considering the shop, bar, and hair salon were the only businesses Harry saw. The ladies wanted an isolated place, and this was the closest thing they could find, apart from buying their own island, which Harry immediately dismissed as a ridiculous expense.

As he drove up the only highway in the valley, Harry was uneasy. He wasn't worried about the steep slopes on either side or being cut off from everything but satellites. The fact was that he noticed a bus full of guys leaving the pub, and even though Rose and her friends were sleeping soundly, he knew that one random glance at the backseat could lead to problems.

When no headlights appeared in the rearview mirror, Harry breathed a sigh of relief and easily ascended the single-lane road. The entire property was brand new, and he liked the freshly paved road, despite the proximity to steep mountains on both sides. It was difficult to maneuver in the dark, and he was sweating by the time they reached the driveway. "Are we finally here?" Rose asked as she sat up and rubbed her eyes.

"He's here," Harry replied as he parked the car next to the house.

They couldn't see much in the dark, so Rose and Fleur pulled out their wands and cast a quiet Lumos, and they began searching for the front door. As Harry pushed open the back door and started taking out the stack of luggage and bags that the girls packed, his Aunt was still untangling herself from cables and blankets she wrapped herself in during the long journey.

"Look, it's snowing!" one of them exclaimed.

Harry lifted his head and hunched over to look at the front window, where his Aunt pointed to a large droplet slowly dissolving. The excitement was short-lived, as another large flake landed on his neck, and the cool drop trickled down his back.

"Rose and the girls are turning on the lights. I'll send them to help you with the luggage."

"Take this with you," Harry urged, taking the bag and the tote from her.

Aunt stopped next to him and pulled on her woolen hat, smiling at him. It was hard not to recognize in her what many men had seen. She was an innocent, slender beauty, with beautiful cherubic cheeks, huge light blue eyes, and pure white skin framed by thick blue-black hair. She could pass for Rose's older sister, except that she had recently gained weight, which went straight to her hips and breasts.

"I just wanted to say..." she said, looking at him. Even when she froze, the white flakes falling on her long lashes made Harry's heart melt. "I'm glad we escaped from all of this for a few weeks. I'm sorry for the inconvenience and I promise to make it up to you."

"It's okay. I'm glad we escaped too."

"You miss her, don't you?" she said, her face sad as she placed her hand on his chest. The snow was falling heavily and Harry wasn't used to it, but it only served to emphasize how warm she felt against him.

"Who, Hermione?"

It had been a month since the breakup and, to be honest, Harry hadn't thought much about her since that terrible weekend. Aunt misunderstood his expression as a guilty conscience about how easily he left.

"As I said... this is a small place for you kids," she added, squeezing him tighter with each syllable. "Maybe you'll meet someone who can help you cope with it."

Harry Potter wasn't surprised that Aunt would say something like that. She was always in embarrassing situations or putting her foot in her mouth. What his body did in reaction surprised him. Maybe it was the long car journey and the inability to relieve himself for longer than a day, or maybe it was the feeling of her large breasts pressing against his torso. In any case, her eyes opened almost simultaneously with his attempt to pull away, and for a few seconds, he thought she was following him with her hips, although perhaps his quick retreat threw her off balance.

Aunt grabbed him by the arm and hips as she fell into him, saving herself from the cold, wet concrete. Her face pressed into his jeans for a terrible minute, and he felt a hot shame wash over him as the length of her cheek rubbed against the thickness of his leg. Afraid of her reaction, he stiffened, but she caught herself and stood up on shaky legs. "Are you okay?" Harry slowly shook off his embarrassment as Fleur's words pierced his embarrassment and helped Aunt to her feet. "Or am I interrupting something?"

"She just slipped," he said, turning to Aunt to offer her comfort.

He noticed the strangest reaction on her face. Instead of humiliation or shame, her expression was filled with pure joy. She only regained her composure after he stood there staring at her for a while. She nodded in agreement, quickly blinking, and added weakly: "I must have stepped on some black ice... I was in shock when I saw myself on it... So I think I'll go to sleep now. It was a long and exhausting journey. Harry, don't stay out in the cold too long, or you'll catch a cold."

Aunt caressed his cheeks before moving over to Fleur and Rose, who hugged their jackets as she moved to the back of the car.

"What's her deal?" Rose asked. "What is she doing, staring at me?"

"Forget about her," Harry muttered as he slung Rose's bag over his shoulder. "We need to move quickly before everything gets soaked."

Rose and Fleur looked up at the deepening snow and without hesitation began to help. Fleur's heavy lifting surprised Harry as she carried almost as much as he did. Meanwhile, Rose and Daphne were solely focused on their luggage.

Harry's aunt assisted with the grocery list as she was the family cook and maintained a flawless kitchen. When Harry and Fleur emptied the chilled coolers and boxes into the fridge and pantry, he couldn't help but wonder how Rose and Fleur became friends.

He met Fleur on the first day of the Triwizard Tournament. She was the only one who was nice to him and didn't judge him for being a Veela, Fleur shared with Harry, shrugging and chuckling self-deprecatingly. "When you're dealing with aggressive females like me, you appreciate girls who make an effort. Rose has always been like that. She doesn't show it, but she's the first to help disabled children or volunteer for an ungrateful task."

"Why are you defending her?" Harry asked, pleased with Fleur's kind words. "You don't even have to sell her to me."

"I don't know," Fleur replied, her cheeks slightly flushed. "I never had a brother, but I have a younger sister, and I watch you two fight... Maybe you wouldn't talk down to her if you didn't think she was an airhead materialistic. And she wouldn't lash out at you and say anything hurtful."

"I don't talk down to Rose," Harry argued, but Fleur's direct gaze stopped him in his tracks. He recognized that Fleur possessed insight that he couldn't refute. It was hard for him to admit it, but he sometimes teased Rose.

"How do I fix this?" Harry asked, taking a deep breath.

Fleur surprised him with her suggestion. She gestured upward to where Rose and Daphne were unloading, a satisfied smile on her face. "You may have chosen this location, but Rose had floor plans emailed to her from the architect," Fleur said, and Harry looked at her in surprise. "She knows more about this house than the owners do. Let her give you a tour and be the expert for a change."

"Good," Harry shrugged. "Is that all there is to it? It seems rather simple."

"Girls are quite simple," Fleur said to Harry. "Make us feel noticed and beautiful, and you'll become the next Adonis."

Harry laughed. "Is that all there is to it? If so, you should tell that to some of the guys I know who've been caught in the friend zone."

"Well," murmured Fleur, her blush deeper than usual. "If Rose and Daphne are to be believed, they only get friend-zoned when they're... you know." She made a small gesture with her fingers and thumb, and Harry laughed, shaking his head as his chuckles abruptly faded.

"Unfortunately, that's not always the case. When faced with rejection, girls are more prone to feeling scared and coming up with stories to mask their humiliation. And male teasing is much worse -"

"Come see how the snow is piling up!" Rose burst into the kitchen, taking Harry and Fleur by the hands and pulling them onto the tiny staircase. "This place is a maze. Do you see that square window, Harry? It's called merciless."

"Really?" "That's cool," Harry replied, truly delighted that Rose recognized it right away. As they squeezed through the staircase, Fleur winked and smiled over her shoulder at Rose.

Since arriving, Harry hadn't seen much of the mansion. He'd been in the kitchen unpacking their food for the next few weeks, aside from the empty entrance with a well-made wooden bench. Rose was right that the area was a maze, especially in the dark.

The tiny staircase led to a small corridor filled with shelves of books. The shelves rose high above various dry and canned goods, and Harry was eager to stay and see what the owners had. His little sister, however, was persistent, and Fleur's sharp eyes watched, so he followed them without hesitation.

They found themselves on a large balcony that wrapped around the exterior of the house. Someone had turned on the outdoor lights, illuminating the area. The grounds were already covered in a thick layer of heavy snow, with more falling by the bucketful.

Daphne emerged from another set of doors to join Rose and Fleur in their dance under the falling snow. When she smiled at Harry, the older girl's blonde hair collected a few large snowflakes, white flakes gleaming in the spotlight.

"Give it a rest, Harry, you can't always be so serious!" Isn't this amazing? On our first night, no less!"

"It's amazing," Harry replied, allowing the petite blonde to lure him from under the eaves and into the dance circle. He wasn't much of a dancer and quickly became restless among the lively crowd. They were doing some sort of footwork, a dance move with a kick they'd learned from some Mongolian entertainment. He tried to follow them, but his stumbling feet made the women giggle. "Don't you care about muggles?" Fleur asked. "How come you haven't learned this yet?"

Harry shook his head, but Rose spoke for him before he could open his mouth. "Harry's not on social media." He's afraid it could come back to bite him if he ever runs for office or anything."

"Politicians are the worst," Daphne replied, tilting her head back and sticking out her tongue. "Harry, you're not addicted to attention and praise. What motivates you to run?"

Harry pondered the small, dark-haired angel. Rose always struck him as an airhead more interested in shoes and clothes than current affairs based on their meetings and Rose's stories, but that was a sharper observation than he expected.

"Attention would be the worst part," he said. "But it comes with power, perhaps the most any one person can gather, and that's something I'm very interested in."

He shrugged and pulled his coat tighter. It was an awkward discovery, but it was the reality he'd learned to accept over the past few years. His life had been turbulent since childhood, and he was at the mercy of Dumbledore. Now he craved power, which is why at such a young age, he took over his family's finances and planned to earn the title of master of business. Like politics, the business world was just another type of control.

Snow was piling up on the deck, forming drifts where the girls' feet kicked it up. They weren't dancing anymore, and Harry turned to see all three of them staring at him with different expressions. Fleur was amused, but when she looked at his sister and saw her pensive expression, her joy vanished.

Daphne's eyes blinked with subdued emotion. Like her buddy, Harry assumed it was all in good fun, but the way her little white teeth sank into her lower lip made his heart race, and he began to look at her more closely. When she sensed his gaze, the little girl's eyebrows lifted, and her small lips twisted into a slight grimace.

"Let's go back in before we freeze to death... Daphne?"

"I'm coming!" The little blonde turned to leave, giving him a flirtatious wave before breaking away. "Rose, your brother is fascinating."

"Yeah, if he wasn't such a recluse, he'd be the most popular-"

The door closed behind them, cutting off Rose's last words. Harry's feet carried him to the door, but he couldn't hear anything inside and had no idea where the slit in the modern house led. He turned and went back to the kitchen, where he found his Aunt preparing dinner.

As Harry entered the room, his Aunt greeted him with a large, slightly loose smile. She swung her apron and pointed to the radio on the counter.

"There you go. Have you watched the news lately? 'The storm has been upgraded to a blizzard, and everyone is advised to secure their windows and stay indoors,' she said. "What the fuck is going on?" Harry leaned in to listen as the meteorologist spoke.

"As you can see, the pressure has dropped across the high plains, slowing the storm and causing it to become a blizzard..."

"This is serious," Harry observed, but his aunt waved her hand and went back to the stove where she was browning something that smelled like Italian sausage.

"This is a brand new home. I'm sure they designed it to withstand the elements around here. Relax, Harry, and have some wine," she added, gesturing towards an open bottle with an almost empty glass next to it.

Harry couldn't help but assume his aunt's calm was due to the wine. She would be bouncing off the walls if the blizzard was weighing on them. The wine was taking the edge off for her, for which he silently thanked God.

"And I'm going to close them," Harry said, raising the latch on the wooden shutters above the sink.

"I'll help you with that," his aunt said, leaning over him to remove the second latch, causing him to catch her in his arms.

"Whoopsie! Sorry about that..."

"Auntie?" Harry's voice was slightly alarmed and his body reacted quickly. How could it not, with her apron pulled to one side, cutting across one large breast and highlighting every feature against the smooth material of her dress?

She looked at him through long lashes, making no effort to stand up as her body pressed against his. He couldn't take his eyes off her firm, rounded form that slid along the deep shadow between her cleavage. Then her eyes followed his, and then sank further, as if staring between their mashed bodies at his growing manhood, which terrified him.

"Maybe you should check the rest of the house," she said, pushing away from him. But she never looked him in the eyes again, as she returned to the sizzling sausage. "I put your things in the room on the third floor at the top of the stairs. My room is right next to yours... The girls have the second floor, and we hope they won't disturb us all night."

"I'll check the house," Harry replied, cutting her off. He couldn't resist the allure of her huge breasts and tight, round ass, so he cast her a lustful glance. Quietly scolding himself for his weakness, he knew he could never tell her about his humiliating thoughts.

He walked around the massive mansion, closing shutters on the first floor and observing how the windows were made of thick thermal glass reinforced with runes, which emitted a delicate power that kept the cold out of the rooms. A picture by the stairs leading up instructed him to leave his shoes downstairs. He silently made his way up the stairs and noticed light coming from behind the door of one of the bedrooms.

He eavesdropped on the conversation between his sisters and their friends as he approached to knock. They were talking about someone named Hermione, and Harry couldn't resist listening in.

"Why do you always bring up Hermione? I told you, I have no idea. She came from a wealthy Mogul family, and yet she was quiet and strange enough. "I thought he could do better," commented one of his sisters.

"That's something people usually say. Do you remember when Ginny had a crush on him in the early years?" the second one observed.

"Is that why?" said Fleur, her voice fainter than the others but still audible.

"Forget about Harry. Did you expect us to get serious this week? We're on the brink of a breakthrough, but we need to focus on the right material, or we'll get lost in the algorithm." "Daph, did you bring your cosplay stuff?" asked one of the friends.

"Of course, of course!" "I even brought all the swords and guns that the boys from the history club made for me," added Daphne, another friend.

"Great, do you guys have your costumes?" Rose asked.

"I wasn't sure about that with the student..." "Don't you think the skirts and blouses are too short, Rose?" Fleur asked.

"I understand if you're uneasy. But look at yourself, Fleur... "You have the sexiest body I've ever seen, and if you felt as beautiful as you look, you'd have enough supporters to last a lifetime," Rose reassured Fleur.

What he heard was incredible to Harry. His sisters and friends were too consumed with their own social media fame to care about anything else. He groaned and left, thinking they would eventually come to their senses.

Fleur's rough voice spoke to Harry: "You're sweet. But I'm too tall, too mature, and these are too oddly proportioned for me."

Rose objected, but Harry strained to hear her as the door cracked under his weight. "Who's there?!" Rose yelled in fear.

"It's me," said Harry, trying to calm his younger sister. "The storm is turning into a blizzard, and we need to close all the windows."

"Okay, stop bothering us and leave us alone!" Rose exploded with anger. Harry was surprised by her anger, but he remembered Fleur's earlier comments and took a deep breath. "Okay, goodnight."

"You too," Fleur replied, shocked. Harry smiled to himself, pleased that he surprised her.

"I'll go get the shutters from our room." "I saw them when I unpacked," Harry explained before leaving.

"Daph, wait!" Fleur's voice stopped him. Harry tilted his head and caught a glimpse of the golden-lit space inside. Daphne was rushing out of the room, followed by Rose, who stood behind her companion. Fleur caught Harry's eye as she stood naked in front of a large mirror on the wall. Her hands tried to cover herself, but they couldn't hide her breasts and genitals.

"Stop staring, you pervert," Rose said, pulling Harry out of his trance. Daphne's and his sister's laughter followed him as he crouched up the stairs to the third level.

The sound of their laughter echoed in Harry's mind as he closed up the rest of the house. He slipped into bed, regretting that he booked this vacation in the first place. As visions of Fleur's naked body filled his head, he chose them over more sinister ones. When he finally fell asleep, he heard the creak of his aunt's mattress as she climbed into bed, and the storm outside roared, but the house held up easily. Wrapped in warm flannel sheets, Harry slept like a log. The sound of their laughter echoed in Harry's mind as he closed up the rest of the house. He slipped into bed, regretting that he booked this vacation in the first place. As visions of Fleur's naked body filled his head, he chose them over more sinister ones. When he finally fell asleep, he heard the creak of his aunt's mattress as she climbed into bed, and the storm outside roared, but the house held up easily. Wrapped in warm flannel sheets, Harry slept like a log. https://www.patreon.com/posts/too-great-wand-1-82771193

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thunderheadfred · 3 years

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❄️Todoroki HC's🔥

Aged-up pro hero Shouto. NSFW under the cut. Minors do not interact.

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General

Might as well be tied with Bakugou for the #1 pro hero spot; they seem to pass the crown back and forth every other year. Everyone knows about their intense frenemies uber-rivalry. Well. Everyone but Shouto.

He's asked to speak at a lot of charity events. If he has time to prepare (and hire a speech writer) he is capable of stirring crowds to standing ovations. But if caught unawares... he gets cornered into hilarious on-the-spot interviews. He's been memed. Mercilessly.

He's an OP character, but unfortunately he rolled -500 in fashion sense. Eventually he wises up and hires a stylist. When he finally cuts his hair a slightly different and even more flattering way, it's a national event. People faint in the street.

Does god-awful sleight-of-hand magic tricks when he meets young fans, even though nobody asked him to. The second-hand embarrassment is palpable. But he keeps doing it. God, why does he keep doing it?

Has hovering arm syndrome in every fan photo.

Super into pop music. Not a fan of any particular group or artist, couldn't tell you the name of a single song. But every time he turns up the volume on the radio it's like... really? THIS? Probably pumps that shit through his hero agency to keep up morale. Has no idea what you mean when you tell him his music taste doesn't match his personality.

Similarly, he enjoys brainless romantic comedies and old silent movies. Doesn't laugh at jokes but loses it over physical comedy. Thinks Buster Keaton and Harold Lloyd are the funniest people who ever walked the earth.

He's long and limber. Runs practically a hundred miles every day just to "relax." Doesn't even get sweaty doing it. A filthy yoga addict. He'll probably live to be 200 years old.

He can regulate his body temperature for quirk use but in everyday life he's always half a degree outside the Goldilocks zone. It drives him quietly insane; he has an epic love-hate relationship with his thermostat.

Has a therapy animal pet. Doesn't matter if it's a dog or a cat or a bird or an iguana or a teeny tiny rodent. It's the best-behaved animal in the country and speaks more languages than you. It has its own room and an instagram account with millions of followers.

Lives in a traditional Japanese estate that doubles as a national treasure. Probably has government-appointed snipers at the gate, and he's just like, "don't worry about it." You are afraid to touch anything. Fuck, don't even look at anything, just to be safe.

Has an outstanding personal chef who only gets to cook five things unless (thank fuck!!) company comes over. Impossibly picky eater. He rotates between a few "safe" foods and suspiciously side-eyes everything else. If you cook something unfamiliar for him it will be the most awkward meal of your life, because he'd never tell you he doesn't like it. But oh lord, just look at his face.

This clashes directly with his love of traveling. Frequently uses his hero earnings to visit exotic foreign locales over long weekends... but rarely tries the food.

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Dating

A grey-ace demisexual disaster. You could count the number of people he's been attracted to on one hand. He falls madly in love every time and always gets his heart smashed to pieces when his crush can't magically intuit the meaning of his frigid longing glances and generically courteous romantic gestures.

Which is stupid, because he gets propositioned constantly. He can't walk out the door without being flirted with. People keep slipping him their phone numbers and he always directs them to his agency like a moron. It's a good thing he will never understand how attractive he is because that's the only thing keeping him from total world domination.

Conventional attractiveness does not compute. Shouto doesn't have a type, doesn't care that he's an eleven whilst you are merely mortal. He will fall for your personality above all else.

Probably falls head over heels because your schedules overlap in a completely ordinary way and he witnesses you doing something endearing or brave or most likely: utterly mundane.

Pick a favorite, because you're his favorite coworker, or his favorite barista, or his favorite random bystander in line at the grocery store. You made him smile once; then he spent the next three months daydreaming about your future together before you accidentally stomped on his foot, initiating your first real conversation.

He's big on healthy communication. HUGE. He goes to therapy and it shows. Will talk through literally everything to the point of delirium. Sometimes his dedication to resolving every issue right away can get overwhelming; sometimes you just need some frickin time alone. But it pays off, because the two of you have practically never have a "real fight." There's just no way for bad vibes to fester.

STILL, his family wasn't exactly... erm... verbally or emotionally supportive, shall we say. For that reason, he might not give you all the compliments you deserve, because it simply doesn't occur to him to do so. He assumes you know how he feels. If you're self-conscious or insecure in the relationship, it might take him a while to notice. But when he figures it out (or even better, when you tell him directly) he will make it up to you with enthusiasm.

Will take you on lavish dates. Spoils you rotten without actually intending to. He's clueless about money. If you wanted a sugar daddy, you just hit the fucking jackpot. But if the word valet makes you uncomfortable, perhaps suggest some romantic picnics instead. He can still go all out with the food and five-star location without making you see cartoon dollar signs.

Chronic Insomniac. Stays up too late watching YouTube every night. His viewing history is an incomprehensible blur of k-pop music videos, serial killer icebergs, and super girly crafty ASMR channels. When he's watching a video, he is unreachable. Please call back later and try again.

He's disgustingly cute when he sleeps. Doesn't snore, but drools. Sometimes the drool freezes and leaves frost trails on his face in the morning. Still sleeps with the giant stuffed cat pillow that his mother gave him when he was like, zero. He'll inadvertently suffocate you with it, and you will welcome death with open arms because awwwwww!!!!!

The first time he tells you he loves you will be after your traditional Japanese shinto wedding. You won't hear it again until you start a family. Honestly, it's a good thing he doesn't say it often and is always holding you when it happens. It's a knee-buckler.

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Icy-Hot

I don't even need to say it. Shouto is as old-fashioned as they come. You will never open another door or pull out another chair for yourself as long as you live. He will ask before he holds your hand. He will ask before he kisses you. He will stop and check in if you so much as breathe funny during sex.

If you don't orgasm at exactly the same time while staring into one another's eyes, he'll consider himself a failed lover. God forbid you want him to pound you into the futon... cause you are going to have to present that scenario to him in writing first.

Physical intimacy rarely leads to sex. He loves cuddling, craves physical affection. He'll sprawl all over you and turn into goo while you hold him close. He's an amazing, astounding, phenomenally good kisser. And that's... nice and all... but sometimes you have to grab his face and say, "Shouto, I'm horny," before he's like so that's why you're currently dry-humping me?

Even if he isn't technically a virgin the first time (or the millionth time) you sleep together, you won't know the difference. He's a blushing violet. Every. Fucking. Time. This doesn't mean he's a bad lay, oh no. But there's always ten minutes of confused bumbling before he hits his stride and remembers oh yeah, I DO know how to fuck good.

Absolutely silent during sex. Focused. Intense. Sometimes you have to push him a little to make any kind of noise at all, just so you know you're pleasing him (oh don't worry, you are).

His cock is Just Right. Not to big or too small. Perfectly proportioned and symmetrical. Somehow pretty. Like a fucking factory prototype. It truly is not fair.

Gets handsy and restless at night, even if you both have work the next day. Seems to crave sex at three in the morning. You've given him more than one exhausted handjob.

Gets offended if you don't cum. Will go down on you for hours. Of course he uses his quirk to tease you. He doesn't typically use it during actual intercourse, but he's all about foreplay, and he'll use every tool in his arsenal.

His sex drive is completely fucking unpredictable. Sometimes he's all over you, other times he's an icy slab. His line of work leaves him busy and stressed on a near-constant basis, so you can't entirely blame his personality for this one. Just give him some time and help him take care of his basic needs. He'll come back around soon enough.

#todoroki shouto #todoroki x you #todoroki x reader #todoroki x y/n #gender neutral reader #todoroki headcanons #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #smut #fred writes #bnha #mha

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kdramaxoxo · 3 years

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hiii~ ! I've recently started watching kdramas again and I don't know which ones are worth watching. could u recommend some good ones to me if possible?? thank youuu ^^ (btw love your blog 💌)

Welcome back to K-dramas anon!

Also, thank you so much for the blog love - it means a lot to me :)

I'm not sure when you stopped watching k-dramas, or what genres you like, so I'll just recommend way too many and you can pick what sounds good?

Great K-Dramas in a Variety of Genres:

Fight for My Way (slice of life/romcom): I love this drama! Always a fave for me, this drama is funny and heartwarming! The leading lady is a strong female which I LOVE, and Park Seo Joon plays her really cute down to earth best friend. It’s a childhood friends to lovers trope with a group of regular people (no rich heirs in this show!) and has a happy ending and a lot of cute flirting, cuddling and kissing. Argh I love these two!

Terius Behind Me (Action/Adventure): FBI agent goes under disguise as a babysitter! While there are some intense parts of this drama because it’s a crime thriller, the characters are super funny and all work perfectly together to create a comedic element. Honestly this show was almost perfect for me, and I’m very picky.

Shopping King Louie (romcom): Ridiculously fun and lighthearted romp following a spoiled and useless chaebol with amnesia who is being taken care of by a country bumpkin in the city. Very low stakes, super adorable couple, and as many tropes as you can fit in your bag, this one is one of my favorites to recommend.

Flower of Evil (psychological thriller): A psychological thriller centered around a jewelry maker who is running from his past, and his cop wife (power couple alert!) who doesn’t know his original identity. The chemistry of the couple is amazing and all of the characters are nuanced and interesting. I was on the edge of my seat, AND sobbing! Also, I finally understand Lee Jun Ki stans, he was SO GOOD in this!

Extraordinary You/ A Day Found By Chance (fantasy/romance): This magical k-drama has my heart. It plays with all of the predictable tropes and then just goes crazy! While not perfect towards the end, I give this show bonus points for being super creative AND inspiring me to read a LOT of fan fic. I think about this drama more than any other.

Extracurricular (thriller): An unusual, fast paced thriller about an introverted high school boy mixed up in a prostitution ring. His crush gets involved and well, I don’t want to say what happens but it’s a wild and crazy ride. There really is not another k-drama like it. I like to refer to it as the least k-drama-y kdrama I’ve ever seen.

Where Your Eyes Linger (BL web drama romance): A super cute BL web drama about a boy who is hired to be his friend’s body guard. There is a lot of tension and pining, and I fell in love with the stories pacing and the chemistry between the two leads.

Just Between Lovers (romance/melo): Slice of Life romance between poor trauma babies just trying to live! The OTP is one of my favorite couples EVER and even as the years go on, very few couples have matched their love in my opinion. There’s a lot of comfort/healing themes with for me is just *chef’s kiss.* Lee Junho became my bias wrecker because of that drama.

Have a Nice Dessert (another cute web drama): If you’re looking for low angst and a super soft boy, this is your drama!! It’s a web drama (youtube) about a girl who loves photographing desserts and the boy who likes her. Like all web dramas, it’s short, and there’s really no time for angst and breakups :)

The Best Hit / Hit The Top (romcom): A famous 90′s boyband dude travels into the future and meets up with his family and friends in this really cute drama featuring Yoon Shi Yoon. I LOVE Yoon Shi Yoon in pretty much everything but this role was made for him - he is hilarious. It’s a slice of life but features the k-pop music industry so the setting is unique.

The Smile Has Left Your Eyes (psychological thriller): This drama has a lot of psychological thriller-y aspects but the style of filming is really interesting and the leads could not be more angsty (especially the guy). It takes them a while to get together and while not entirely pleasant, this show is one of my faves.

Into The Ring (workplace/romcom): The perfect slice-of-life rom com! Goo Se Ra has trouble holding down a job due to her passionate personality so after she loses her latest job working for the ML, she decides to run for a small government office position because it pays a salary. Literally she does it for the money which is just *chef’s kiss.* The show is about her dealing with local politics and it’s SO FUNNY and smart and the OTP is the best!

Hospital Playlist (workplace/friendship): This slice-of-life drama featuring five college friends who all work at the same hospital came to my mind first. Chae Song-Hwa is one of the most interesting characters I’ve ever seen in a drama and I love the depth and care the drama gives to every single person featured. There is some romance but it’s the hospital and friendship dynamics that make this show a must see.

Psycho But It’s Okay (melo/romance): A gorgeous k-drama using fairytale narrations as a backdrop, features two brothers who lost their mother, and a beautiful & famous author who grew up in a traumatic and abusive household. Everyone is very closed off and holding onto intense pain, but the three come together to help one another move on and find happiness. Gorgeous angsty and melodramatic romance. Best friendship ever, and literally the prettiest lady I have ever seen.

Age of Youth 1 (slice of life): Age of Youth/ Hello My Twenties is one of the best k-dramas that centers around strong female friendships. A group of wildly different girls find themselves rooming together in an apartment. Lots of romance too, but the girl’s lives and friendships are the primary focus.

Her Private Life (romcom): Park Min Young really knows how to pick dramas. I loved this one about a museum curator who is secretly a fangirl obsessed with an idol. It’s fun and fluffy but does have a very mild childhood trauma thing with his mother but I mean, 99% of dramas like this do? If you like this one, Touch Your Heart and Why Secretary Kim are by the same person and have similar vibes.

Thirty But Seventeen (romance/found family): Precious puppies with past trauma! Don’t be turned off by the shows description as it turned out to be one of the best surprises of 2018 for me. The leads are lovely and everyone relies and supports one another - it’s so sweet.

Melo Is My Nature (slice of life): This drama is by far my favorite slice-of-life drama of 2019. Found family, strong and complex characters, I laughed, I cried. Plus a gay character that’s an actual character, with the gay as a casual side note (classy k-drama!!) It was just a perfect show for me. There’s romance, but all of the stories are super interesting.

#kdrama #kdrama recommendations #masterlist #i love a list #i hope i didnt skip any #but then again i have warned you about my brain already once today #lol #ask #answer #flower of evil #hospital playlist

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Ooh I'm curious about the TMA Tesco meet cry and TMA queen wips!

Oh! Yay! I haven’t had cause to think about either of these in a while, so thank you for the ask!

TMA Tesco Meet Cry

So, this WIP sprang from an experience I had several months ago shopping for groceries. I’d had a terrible day and been in an anxiety spiral for most of it to boot, but I desperately needed to do some grocery shopping. My cashier took one look at me and was like, “You’ve had a day, haven’t you?” I’d been crying not long before this, so that tracked. She stopped ringing me out and grabbed a bouquet of flowers for me. Didn’t charge me for them or anything, and even added an extra sunflower that wasn’t in the bouquet, saying, “I even added a sunflower in there for you.” I was floored, couldn’t really talk, barely said “thank you,” and was on my way. The whole thing was really touching, and I kept the flowers long after they withered and died.

I don’t have anything written for this yet, but I’m imagining this with either Jon and Martin or Georgie and Melanie, though I did the bulk of my outlining for the boys. It’d be a short fic - one or two scenes - and I imagine Martin has just had a hell of a week. He’s in his early 20s, maybe, either right before he’s hired at the Institute or shortly thereafter. He’s struggling to make ends meet for himself and his mother, who’s still living with him and requiring a nurse to visit everyday to help him take care of her. She’s doing her thing of being absolutely awful to him for reasons that are (to us) out of his control but to him just feel like failures. He’s missed a bill payment, maybe, and he had to cancel plans to meet up with a friend or go on a date because he needed to pick up work somewhere, and he’s sleep deprived, etc. etc.

Jon’s working at Tesco (or some other UK supermarket - I’m not picky) because he’s fresh out of uni and looking for work in his field and also not yet been picked up by the Institute. He’s not too far out of his relationship with Georgie, and he’s been feeling a bit maudlin about that. He sees Martin approaching his counter and it activates something in him. (Or maybe he notices Martin beforehand and approaches him in a more deserted part of the store. I do tend to imagine Jon as being hyper-empathic as part of his neurodivergence, and that could be why he picks up on Martin immediately.) And Jon’s like, “I don’t know what’s going on in your life, and you don’t have to tell me, but please accept these flowers. I put the sunflower in there just for you.” Martin just can’t handle it and breaks down. It just so happens to be the end of Jon’s shift, and Jon takes him back to his flat and makes him food, throws a blanket over him, and talks with him. And they hit it off, and the rest is history.

Haven’t decided if this is a no-fears AU or canon divergence, but I don’t think picking or the other will change the story much.

And I thought about the reverse, but I usually write Martin doing the comforting, and so I thought it was time to switch it around! Haha.

TMA Queen

“Queen” referring to the band led by Freddie Mercury. This one started as a short, fun karaoke story and then led to me wondering: who of JMart would be a Queen fan? I ultimately decided on both of them but for different reasons. It morphed from a fun (probably S1) thing and turned into fun (still probably S1) thing with f e e l i n g s.

I don’t have anything explicitly written for this one, either, but I imagine it going like this: when Martin was young and his family was still together, I think they did what my family did, which was put a vinyl of Queen’s Night at the Opera on or maybe the Greatest Hits album and sing and dance the night away. (Me? Projecting? No, absolutely not.) When Martin’s father left,that stopped immediately. His mother was already weakening, and her resentment even then had started coloring her actions.

Later in life, Martin found out that Freddie was queer and did some digging into his history and into Queen as well. I imagine, as a result, Martin has a smattering of favorite songs across Queen’s discography, and I think he especially likes “Love of My Life” - at least on days when he’s feeling particularly wistful and romantic. Martin also maybe finds out that Brian May is an astrophysicist, and he dreams about living a different life - not necessarily Brian’s life or Freddie’s life, but a different one. He dreams away while he works and works and crashes up against the overwhelming force of his mother’s disdain for him, and the dreaming and hoping sustains him for a time.

Jon, on the other hand, doesn’t discover Queen until uni. He grows up (I haven’t decided) either not listening to a lot of music or only listening to the music his grandmother listens to. She has a handful of vinyls of oldies music she became familiar with shortly after emigrating from India with her young son, and she’d play them from time to time. As technology advanced, I think she’d also try to find recordings of Indian classical music, and Jon might listen to them with her.

But he finds Queen in uni and mostly listens to the hits because they’re what’s popular - when he does listen to music at all. He honestly strikes me as someone that doesn’t listen to much music except when he’s trying to focus on something and he needs just a tiny bit of distraction for his mind to not get lost in the sauce. He doesn’t seek out any more of their music but listens to, oh, I don’t know, “Death on Two Legs” on repeat while completing various uni assignments because he’s dramatic, and we love him for it. I can see him liking “Love of My Life,” too, honestly, romantic that he can be.

So it’s S1, and the team goes out for a night of karaoke as a team/friendship-building thing. I haven’t really gotten further than this in thinking about what happens, but Jon and Martin end up bonding over Queen, and it’s an opportunity to talk about themselves; their connections to queerness, to music, to family; and all sorts of things. Sasha and Tim can join too, maybe, if I think of backstories for them haha.

I also, in my heart of hearts, want to write a scene where Jon and Martin either slow dance to or sing a duet of “Love of my Life.” That can be the epilogue~

And have a gander at my other WIPs! I’d love to talk about them if any interest you~

#tma #the magnus archives #jonatham sims #martin blackwood #jonmartin #ombre answers #ombre writes #jmart #twisted-pride #these are a lot of projection #but i think they work~#oh also #if you look into 'death on two legs' and you haven't heard it before #cw for brief mention of suicide #tma wip game

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