#ss: ballet boys

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Alonzo putting Demeter down after the honky-tonk lift—thinking he's cool for one moment!—and immediately going into Uncertain mode when she flinches and runs away. 🥺

Roberto Facchin and Phoebe Charles as Demeter.

... plus Sam Bateson as Mistoffelees, who actually posted the video: Oasis cast 13, mid March 2023.

Video below the cut.

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Some Cassandra Cain headcanon

Here some headcanon of Cass, it's around her life in Gotham and the bat siblings . Please respect

She can learn every kind of dance, she and Dick are the Just Dance champions in the house, Damian follows them on the score. And whenever Dick takes them to the arcade the score always ends up like this Dick/Cass and Damian right after them

Cass enjoy musicals, to the point of learning the dance steps to her favorite songs

She's the silent type, but really enjoys company, so a lot of the time she just sits nearby while someone is working, she loves hearing the sound of the keyboard while Babs, Bruce and Tim are working, the smell of Alfred's cooking, the music circus song that Dick always whistles while he is concentrating, the sound of the pages of the book that Jason is reading, the sound that the brush makes when Damian combs the batcow and Goliath, the sound of the pen writing on the paper while Duke studies. She loves all of this

Since Jason returned from the league his taste buds have become accustomed to the food there, so it's not an unusual occurrence for Cass to find him at a Chinese restaurant. And sometimes they go together

Cass really enjoys Damian's pet adoption addiction, it means the house will always have comfortable companions for when she feels overwhelmed (she has stolen Alfred the Cat and Titus more than once)

Cass, as the rest of the house, doesn't have a clue about what Goliath really is and why Bruce allows Damian to have him, but she really wants to lead him into the skies of Gotham one of these days. She almost asked Damian if she could twice, but the boy is always zooming around or missing, so she never ask for it

She plans to ask him for this on her birthday, as a gift

Even though she enjoys company, she can still feel overwhelmed in large crowds and very noisy places if she stays there for too long. What makes her look for the safest and calmest place near her immediately

Once Commissioner Gordon found her standing in his kitchen, he was startled when he turned on the lights. Cassandra apologized for this and nowadays Jim has a mug in his house especially for Cass to use when she comes over

Steph understands that sometimes Cass needs the silence around her, so the blonde just sits nearby and they sits quietly together keeping each other company. Cass truly cherishes these moments with all her heart

Cass likes to sit in the library while Duke and Steph are studying, she really likes it when Dick,Babs or Jason come to help the study group as it is always nice to hear their voices (and sometimes she sses Damian sit near them too)

Cass also likes to hear Alfred's stories but not him tastes in tea (but she will never brings it up, she would never broke Alfred heart like that)

During the summer Cass likes to sit on the grass in the mansion's garden and feel the breeze, Duke and Damian also enjoy this so the three of them sit in silence enjoying the wind, Steph usually joins them, but she always ends up sleeping due to the silence comfortable that lies between them

On these days Alfred always makes sure this fantastic four has sunscreen, juice and fresh fruit on hand

Dick calls these moments "they're doing photosynthesis" but he also joins them sometimes

She, Jason and Damian taught Duke to speak Chinese. It's always fun when they go out to eat and Duke orders something in perfect Chinese from the servers

She likes the sound of rain, so it's easy to find her at the window when it rains

She dreams of performing in the Russian ballet one day, she wonders if she will have time due to her job as a vigilant

Whenever Cass finds a movie that she finds interesting, she waits for Steph to watch it together. The same goes for series. They can both really fight each other if one watches an episode without the other

Sometimes Cass doesn't think a joke in the movie/series/cartoon is funny, but just the fact that her friends are laughing alongside her at the joke is enough to make her smile

Her mother, Lady Shiva, collects several newspapers and reposts about Black Bat/Orphan, no matter the size of the photo or news. Lady Shiva subscribes to the Gotham newspaper just for this purpose

Some batkid headcanon: Damian || Duke || Cassandra || Stephanie || Tim || Jason || Dick

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mitsuru tenma all stories list

//ooc, enstars again, for personal use so dont mind it

literally a story of all the stories mitsuru finds himself in (excepting the mitsuru idol stories/birthday stories/ etc). I havent read most of the, but I plan on doing so.

SOURCE, ENSTARS READING GUIDE:

Crash Course: Reminiscence * Marrionette (Reminiscence * End of the Marionette's Strings), Tanabata Festival (Challenge! Tanabata Festival), Tsukimi Live (Night of the Full Moon * Hopping Moonlight Luna), Motives of Good Boys (Scout! BADBOYS), Human Comedy (Moment * The Repayment Festival of Moving Forward Toward the Future)

Good to Read: ChocoFes (Sincerely! Bitter Chocolat Festival), Purple Wisterias of May (Falling Cheery Blossoms * Wisteria Purple of May)

Others: Sweet Halloween (Lots of Monsters * Sweet Halloween), Summer Camp (Summer of Clear Skies! Summer Camp), Snowball Fight (Throwing! A Snowy Silver-White Snowfight), Performance (Performance! The Tragicomedy of Romeo and Juliet), Air Ride (Gacha Story), Amusement Live (Amusements * The Life Part of Cats and Rabbits)

MITSURU-CENTRIC (Mitsuru is 5* and main character, or he's in most of the the chapters)

BASIC: Tanabata Festival, Chocolat Fes (Sincerely! Bitter Chocolar Festival), Summer Camp (Summer of Clear Skies! Summer Camp), Motives of Good Boys (Scout! BADBOYS), Little Kings, Snowball Fight (Throwing! A Snowy Silver-White Snowfight), Mail Delivery, Tsukimi Live (Night of the Full Moon * Hopping Moonlight Luna), MUSIC: Black Bunnies (Wander! Black Bunny in UNDERLAND), Soleil, High and Low (Wandering Yumenosaki/ School Trip to the Mainland), Sports Survivors,

RA*BITS-CENTRIC (Ra*bits story, but mitsuru isnt the 5* or main character)

BASIC: Marching Band, Reminiscence * Marionette (Reminiscence * End of the Marionette's Strings), Toy Box, Sweet Halloween (Lots of Monsters * Sweet Halloween), Human Comedy (Moment * The Repayment Festival of Moving Forward Toward the Future), Amusement Live (Amusements * The Live Party of Cats and Rabbits), Transparency and Masks, Happy Spring (Yell* Sprawling Happy Spring), Summer Night Festival (Luminescence * Summer Night Festival), Snow Globe

MUSIC: High Five! (Resume * Growth-Spring High Five!), Bogie Time (Variety Show & Tags/ Bogie Time!), Sanctuary (SS/6th Stage; Sanctuary), New Start GO! (Members of Society * Off to a New Start GO!), Parallel World (Infinity * Parallel World of Our Potential), Color Code

MITSURU SUPPORTING CHARACTER (hes either a 4* here, or apparent during a good amount of chapters):

BASIC: Sports Festival (Burning Up! Yumenosaki Academy Sports Festival), Greek Legends, Phantom Thieves vs Detectives (Showdown! Magnificent Phantom Thief VS Detective Brigade), Mall Live (Bounce! Hearts and Flowers Bloom- Mall Live), Fruits Parlor, Sweet & Bitter (Melty * Sweetly Unraveling Chocolat Festoval), Bouquet of Desire, Purple Wisterias of May (Falling Cheery Blossoms * Wisteria Purple of May), Air Ride (Ukiyo Air Ride), Performance (Performance! The Tragicomedy of Romeo and Juliet), Romantic Comedy (Carol * White Snow and the Christmas Eve Starlight Festival), Billiards, Technicolor Flowers (VERY IMPORTANT),

MUSIC: Date Plan A to Z (Shuffle! A to Z), Gemstone Sphere (ALL CHAPTERS!!), Dolly Knight, Blush Flash, Escape Mansion (Riddle * Solution/ Escape Mansion), Ougonten, Sweet Sweet Hunger,

MITSURU-SIDE CHARACTER (hes not really important at all here):

BASIC: Summer Lesson (Late Summer Lesson (Trickstar)), Ballet (Leap! Principal of the Lake's Surface), Milky Way (Dance Performance! Thoughts That Bridge the Milky Way), Magical Halloween (React * Magical Halloween), Dream Travel (Depart * Blue Skies Dream Travel), Pleiades Night (Lost Star * Wavering Light Pleiades Light), Sports Festival 3 (Competition! Yumenosaki Academy Sports Festival 3; mainly epilogue), Zodiac 2, Decorate (Decorate * Crimson Chocolat Festival), Book Fair (Spring Breeze * Iconic Book Fair), Military,

MUSIC: Mission of the Spy, Frontline Watchdogs, The Matchless Warrio, Dramatica, Hot Winter, SS Finals (SS/ Final Stage: SS), Tiger of Indomitability, Free-spirited City Rider, Seven Bridge (Yumenosaki Divided/ The Tanabata Festival that Bridges Hope (literally only the prologue, but its important to adorara)), Grand Slam (Battle of Yumenosaki! The Sports Festival to Declare Your Prescence), CROSS FIRE (Shuffle * Festival of the Blazing War Dance), Nighthead (SHUFFLE * The Unknown Holy Night and Nighthead), Graduation (Beyond Turbulent Dreams/ A Graduation Standing With You), Illusory Noctiluence, Private Room, White Bear (2 chapters, but it looks cute so read it), Gourmand's Scent (Prologue, Epilogue), Fleeting White (Epilogue)

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Strawberry Shortcake head canons and redesigns !!

these were originally posted on my tiktok & insta but i was planning to draw more of these and i was satisfied to re-re-RE post these here too ^^

the queen strawberry shortcake

ok so here is my strawberry shortcake redesign i hated trying to draw her hat accurately so i decided on a beret, Once i figured that out i eventually decided on a chef/waitress theme for her

i didn’t change anything about her personality bc she is perfect and i gave her leaf earrings too

i took most of my inspiration from her 07’ and 09’ designs bc I’m more of a fan when she had pink hair over ginger/red hair + slightly unpopular opinion 07’ is my favorite version of her hair!

• Strawberry & her friends are teenagers in my redesigns (15-18 and shes 17)

• Strawberry has more prominent freckles and slightly tanner skin

• i hc her to be well duh a lesbian & shes dating orange blossom btw

• if she didn’t live in strawberry land i would have hc her to be Irish

blueberry muffin is here too

so this is my bluberry muffin redesign, i took her smarter/levelheaded personality from the 09’ version and ran with it idk what i did for her!!

blueberry never stuck out to me with her design imo she is the plainest in the whole SS cast especially her 09’ design so this was a challenge for me + i hated the fact that her hair was straight too in 09’ who tf is that😕

i decided to make her the “erm actually🤓” nerd character with a librarian theme

I mixed the dot & button thing from her 03’ version and the stitching details from 09’ in her design i think it looks cute and i added pink into her color scheme from the 2021 version btw

also her glasses look like blueberries that was unintentionally genius of me + i think i did pretty good with what little i was working with

• blueberry is 16 years old

• she is plus sized & has braces

• she gives me bisexual energy

• if she also didn’t live in strawberry land i would hc her to be french & japanese

plum puddin… well just because i don’t care

i also took her 09’ personality and ran with it im so guilty of this lmaoo she is forever a ballerina according to me

I was originally going to make the boy plum puddin be her sibling but i didn’t bc i can’t draw boys bodies at all help

she looks the most similar to her 09’ counterpart so i just gave her twin pigtails and a light green color to add into my redesign from her 07’ design

i added some lace coquette stuff in my redesign too bc ballet is coquette

this is the most mid redesign i did but i still like it and i think its adorable

• plum is 15 years old

• plum also has freckles (just like strawberry)

• plum has a gap between her teeth

• i feel like she is the token straight person but everyone still supports!!

• if she didn’t live in strawberry land she would be puetro rican

if i post more of these things fyi I’m doing orange blossom & lemon meringue next!!

anywayss thanks for looking at this post

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To Sail Beyond the Sunset ft. Sidney Crosby | Prologue

A/N: Aaaaaand here we go again!  Thank you so much for the positive feedback on my Nate story; I hope you enjoy this one just as much!  Let me know what you think!

TW: slight mentions of body issues/unrealistic body expectations; unhealthy eating habits.

Everyone always said that ballet came as naturally to June Brooks as hockey did to Sidney Crosby, but both knew people were wrong.  Sure, a natural gift was part of it, as was talent, but Sidney and June knew it took a lot more than that.  It took ambition.  Perseverance.  Knowing when to push yourself.  Using your strengths and challenging your weaknesses so they weren’t weaknesses anymore.

Most of all, it took each other.

Sidney Crosby never forgot the day that June Brooks moved into a basement apartment down the street from his house.  He was four at the time, and it was probably one of his earliest memories.  He remembered riding his bike on the sidewalk as his mom walked behind him, and having to stop because a girl was drawing on the sidewalk with a big box of chalk.  She looked up at him as he came to a screeching halt.

1991.

“Who are you?” June asked the boy staring down at her from his bike.  He had similar colour hair and gaps in between his teeth just like her.

“I’m Sidney,” he answered, looking between the chalk flower and the girl.  “What’s your name?”

“I’m Juniper, but you can call me June.”

Sidney looked at the raised bungalow – one that looked similar to his house – and back at the girl again.  “Is this your house?”

“No.  Me and my mommy live in the basement,” she said.

“I shoot hockey pucks in my basement,” Sidney said, confused.  “You live in the basement?”

June nodded her head.  “What are pucks?”

“Siiiidneeeyyy!” he heard his mom call out from behind them.  He looked behind him to see her waving him down.  From the shadows on the sidewalk, he could see June waving back at her.  “Sid, who’s your friend?”

From that point onwards, Sidney and June became inseparable.  Inseparable.  Wherever one went, the other wasn’t too far behind.  They were in the same kindergarten class.  They were in the same lunch group.  They played together at recess.  They’d be at the same activity stations in their kindergarten room – painting, reading, toys – and always sat beside each other during circle time.  Sidney would glare at other kids who took June’s spot until they moved.  Sid helped June navigate how to use scissors.  June helped Sidney learn how to hold a pencil properly.  June taught Sid how to print forward-facing Ss when spelling his name.  Sid taught June how to print lower-case Es.

Their teachers noticed.  Their parents noticed.  Well, every parent noticed.  “There go Sid and June,” they’d say to each other as Sidney and June would hold hands for safety (at the behest of their teacher – every kindergartener had the buddy system, and of course June and Sid were buddies) as they exited the school doors until they saw Trina waiting to pick them up.

One day, Sidney thought it would be a great idea to invite June over on the weekend so they could play hockey.  He thought she’d love it.  She could shoot pucks into his dryer, just like he did.  He could teach her how to hold a stick and everything.  They could do it for hours.

1991.

“My mom will even make us grilled cheese sandwiches!” Sidney offered, trying to entice her to say yes.

“I can’t,” June was sad she had to say no.  She loved grilled cheese sandwiches.  “I have ballet.”

Sidney had to clue what ballet was.  His entire life was hockey, and he couldn’t fathom anybody doing anything else.  “What’s that?”

“It’s dancing,” June explained.  “We wear pink and put our hair in a bun and we dance to music!  One day we’ll be able to dance on our tippy-toes.”

It sounded a lot less fun than hockey, but if June liked it, Sidney knew there must be something to it.  But it still wasn’t hockey.

The pair got older and moved on to senior kindergarten.  They were still inseparable.  Trina would still come pick them up after school and they’d still eat grilled cheese sandwiches together.  Sidney saw more of Miss Hockley, June’s mom.  She scared him a little bit.  She wasn’t as nice as his mom.  She didn’t give a lot of hugs, not like his mom.  Miss Hockley’s eyes looked a lot meaner than his mom’s.  And she was always telling June what she couldn’t do because of ballet.  You can’t play hockey with Sidney.  You can’t go skating with Sidney.  You can’t go watch hockey at Sidney’s house because you have to practice your dance. You can’t keep eating all those grilled cheese sandwiches.  Nobody wants a fat ballerina.

***

Sidney Crosby touched down at Halifax International Airport after his latest playoff loss to the New York Islanders.  He was pissed off.  It was the New York fucking Islanders, for heaven’s sake.  Besides, it didn’t matter that he had three Stanley Cups; he was still hungry, still wanted to win at every opportunity.  When he didn’t accomplish that, it upset him.  Most people would say that he’d won everything there was to win, and they were right – but that didn’t matter.  He wanted to win more, to do it all over again, win three more Cups, a Conn Smythe, and two more Olympic golds.  Hell, he probably still had another Golden Goal in him.

Right?

Regardless of how he felt internally about being ousted in the playoffs much earlier than he liked, being back in Halifax brought him a type of solace only Halifax could bring.  The city, the people – he loved everything about it.  And regardless of how long he’d lived abroad for, Halifax was, and would always be considered, home.  

He checked through customs, with the officer spending a bit too long looking over his passport when he realized yes, this is the real Sidney Patrick Crosby standing there trying to get back into his home country.  The firearms question at least cracked him up this time: “Do you have any firearms with you, Mr. Crosby, besides that backhand?”  It was good to be home.  

Sidney drove straight to his house on Shubenacadie Grand Lake first, mostly to drop off his suitcases.  But then, he got right back in his car and drove back into the city, purposely missing the highway exit for Cole Harbour so he could go right into Halifax.  He took out the fob he knew was in his glove compartment and pressed the button to open the garage door.  He parked in his usual spot.  He used the fob again to gain access to the building, and rode the elevator all the way to the top floor.  

He knocked the only pattern he ever used.  He didn’t have to wait long for the door to open.

When he saw June on the other side, she had a shocked look on her face, like she wasn’t expecting him home so early.  She was wearing a black hoodie and her trusted Lululemon leggings, her big, obnoxiously furry slippers on her feet.  “Sid!” she screamed out.

“Hey Junebug,” he smiled, the sound of her voice so happy and surprised like music to his ears.

“You’re home early,” she commented as she reached around his shoulders for a hug.  He wrapped his arms around her tightly, not wanting to let go anytime soon.  She’d only been able to make it out to see him twice this year, when she usually came so much more.  But her work had gotten busier – many more promising students.  She’d had to stay back.  

“You know me.  I can’t stay out of Halifax for too long,” he said.

Sidney didn’t even need to ask to come in.  June had stepped back a few steps while they were hugging to bring him into the apartment, and he’d closed the door with his foot.  When they finally released their hug, he noticed that June was still smiling ear to ear.  “When did you get back?”

“Just now, actually.  I just dropped off my suitcases at the house and then came over here.”

“You want some hot chocolate?”

“It’s May, Junebug.”

“Has that ever stopped you before?” she quipped, making her way towards her kitchen.  “I’ll even make it with milk.  Or how about grilled cheese?”

Sidney couldn’t help but smile.  “I’d rather have grilled cheese than hot chocolate.”

June didn’t say another word.  She opened her fridge and grabbed the bread, butter, and cheese before putting everything on the counter and getting a frying pan out of a drawer.  Sidney walked towards the giant windows that looked out over Peace and Friendship Park, the Canadian Museum of Immigration at Pier 21, and the Halifax harbourfront.  He noticed that an old episode of Hell’s Kitchen was playing on TV.  Soon, he heard the sizzle of butter to hot pan, and the unmistakable smell of grilled cheese filling the room.  

He walked over to the kitchen, standing beside June.  “Smells delicious, as always.”

June smiled too.  “Still not as good as Trina’s, though,” she winked playfully.

Sidney smiled his infamous smile, feeling overwhelmed with warmth.  

He was home.

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Sorry, I don't know him either. WOH, Episode 4, Part 2. A frightened ZCL hides behind ZZS, holding on to a man's arm. ZZS tells the beggars that he doesn't know SS. The leader of the beggars says he thinks ZCL is so scared he's lost his mind. ZZS, ZCL, and WKX stand in silence. The beggar adds that it's possible that his kidnapper has drugged him. What the beggar says irritates WKX, who says that he's very good at confusing good with evil. He explains that he's wasting his talent as a beggar and asks if he could become a lawyer. WKX's text angers the beggar and orders his men to line up. The group of beggars prepare for battle and take up positions. People run off the street. ZZS scans the area. The leader of the beggars states that if they give them ZCL, they'll let them go. ZZS quietly tells WKX to keep an eye on ZCL and slowly approaches the beggars. WKX takes ZCL towards the inn and the table he was sitting at earlier. The leader of the beggars, seeing ZZS, orders his men to attack him. The beggars attack and ZZS dodges the blows and starts fighting himself. His movements and blows are elegant, ZZS practically floats in the air. The beggar who attacked him falls on his comrades and ZZS lands on the ground without any problems. Out of the corner of his eye, he notices more beggars preparing to attack and their leader shouts to stop ZZS. The beggars try to stop ZZS with sticks, but ZZS's quick movements dispel their illusions and the beggars are defeated. The beggars do not give up and prepare a massive attack, ZZS is very focused. When they go to attack, ZZS flies into the air and does a pirouette, easily dodging the blows and landing on the ground. WKX sits at the table and watches the fight with delight, ZCL is nervous and walks around the table. WKX tells ZCL that Ah Xu has been trained since childhood. The boy asks WKX to help ZZS. WKX responds by calling him a fool, how are these beggars supposed to defeat ZZS. ZZS fights, they dodge gracefully and none of the blows hit him. WKX tells ZCL to leave ZCL alone and he should eat nuts because they improve the brain function. The boy is not interested in eating and watches the fight. Meanwhile, ZZS uses the Siji Manor fighting technique. He also observes what is happening to the boy. ZZS's fight resembles a ballet, where as a ballet master he easily handles his opponents, his movements are elegant and balanced. Meanwhile, the leader of the beggars decides to disengage from the fight and approach ZCL. With a smile on his face, he asks the boy to come with him, ignoring WKX's presence. ZCL looks surprised at WKX, who sits and fans himself with a fan. The beggar is persistent and urges the boy to go with him. When ZCL does not respond, the beggar comes to catch him, and the boy starts to run away. The beggar chases him around the table, and WKX pretends that nothing is happening. Another part of the scene with the gang of beggars. They are sure that as a group they are strong and can easily handle the two men. ZZS sees the boy's fear and knows that he has no choice but to fight the beggars. He understands that since he promised to protect the boy, a fight is inevitable. His only fear is that the nails will defeat him. But he thinks that if anything happens to him, WKX will help him, just as he helped him fight the ghosts. WKX is the only one who remains calm. He guesses that ZZS is a master who can easily defeat the beggars. ZZH shows us his martial arts skills brilliantly. The beautifully arranged fight also gave a lot. GJ stood in contrast here as a balanced person to the impulsive and combative ZZH.

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Now hear me out here.

There’s a certain part of being AMAB where you’ve got a high likelihood of getting pulled into the Knowing Things About World War 2 crowd. Some people get real cringe about it. Some people use it to learn about the horrors of war. But there’s a secret third thing, people who cry. Because when you start digging into stories from WWII you start finding people doing some really, really selfless acts of self sacrifice just to spit in the eye of a really evil feeling of oppression. You might not be a big Rah Rah My Country Is Great person. I feel you. Either you leave the military a Patriot or you leave a sane person who knows it’s all a sham.

But here are some cool stories and facts of people fighting and dying for their countrymen and sometimes complete strangers that I’ve learned over my wanderings through the 1930s and 40s. 

Franceska Mann was a Jewish ballet dancer from Poland. In late October of 1943, she and about 1800 other people were tricked into going to Aushwitz from Bergen-Belsen where instead of a stopover in a supposed POW exchange, they were to be gassed. Franceska used her brief time to put on a show for an SS officer, we know the little rat’s name, Josef Schillinger. We don’t exactly know what happened. But what we do know Franceska acquired his pistol and shot the reedy little fucker to death. Emptied the magazine into him and wounded at least two others as well. Now, this is a pretty inspiring story in and of itself. There’s a certain narrative of Jewish peoples going quietly into the chambers, but if you look, there’s quite a lot of very angry resistance. And Ms. Mann inspired an, unfortunately, unknown number of women into a frothing rage and also attacked the jumped up sadists working at Auschwitz. We don’t know how many there were, but we do know they were all shot to death and all of the survivors were gassed. But by golly by God they went into that good night with torn fingernails and red eyes. [link]

If you’re Greek, have some pride in your recent ancestors. Greeks went to their graves kicking and screaming and taking any axis soldier they could with them. Not one of the occupying force that wreaked havoc in Greece deserves your sympathy or a lifetime movie. There were truly evil and disgusting things done to Greek peoples for just the mere idea they might resist. Punished for having defeated the Italians and being punished for continuing to exist after Hitler said they shouldn’t. An estimated 13% of the Greek population was murdered. Through starvation, bombings, disease, or just outright mass murder. When allied Paratroopers were retreating to the southern end of Crete to fight another day, Greek Villagers, including three old women. Two in their 80s and one the age of 103 came out with kitchen knives and blunt objects to slow axis forces. They were all slaughtered and their village burned to the ground. Do you know what  the Greek Guerillas did when capturing a German unit after the Nazi surrender? When the Red Cross arrived with a truck full of rations, the guerillas led by a wizened old Priest had the Red Cross give the POWs the rations. Both groups were starving, but the Germans weren’t home and have a long trip back. [link] [link]

Here’s a fun “Did you know?” Did you know that for a large portion of the occupation of Poland, one of the leading resistance movements was actually the Polish Boys and Girls Scouts? Oh yes. They were known as The Gray Ranks. Children age 12 to 14 training as auxiliaries and postal service. Kids 15-16 attending secret combat schools. And kids 17+ more or less enlisting for some of the most organized and bloodiest resistance work of WWII. Girl scouts worked as munitions experts and transports, officers, and nurses. Boy Scouts organized in geurilla cells. Performing assaults on SS and German troops, prison breaks, disrupting German gatherings, sabotage, and even assassinations. The most important of which was the assassination of  SS-Brigadefuhrer Franz Kutchera a real fucking piece of shit excuse for a human being. Kutchera ordered the mass executions of Polish and Jewish citizens. The Gray Ranks finally got his ass in February of 1944. Ultimately at their height The Gray Ranks consisteted of nearly 9,000, for lack of a better word, children. And for 63 days those children took part in open rebellion during the Warsaw Uprising. A failed attempt to take back Poland from it’s heart. The only reason for said failure being the Red Army which was right across the river decided to leave thousands of Poles out to dry. I’m leaving a second link for this one that is to a wonderfully sad video about the specifics of the Warsaw Uprising. Please watch it. It still makes me cry. [link] [link]

I’ve been thinking a lot about these three occurrences in our relatively recent past. We’re rapidly approaching a century of distance between us and the earliest starts of the second world war. We’re running out of survivors to warn us. I didn’t include a few stories I couldn’t find complete confirmation of. Like nearly a thousand Hungarian Jewish prisoners being offloaded from trains at Auschwitz-Birkenau to replace the Polish Sonderkommandos who’s stay of execution had ended. When ordered to replace the Sonderkommandos, every single Hungarian refused. They were all executed for it. The Poles were also executed eventually. But nearly a thousand Hungarians saw the faces of nearly a thousand Poles and just refused. Fuck that. You’re going to kill us all anyway, I’m not making it easier for you. A thousand strangers standing in solidarity for a thousand more.

Just... it’s not about nationalism or patriotism or anything stupid like that. I collect these stories. People screaming in the face of pure and total defeat and making sure a few of their oppressors come with them. Old women. Children in the scouts. A beautiful Ballerina dancing her last dance. A thousand strangers going to their deaths with teeth gritted. And I just think people should know about them even in the abstracted masses we become with time and distance.

Thank you for reading. I hope you feel joy today.

[fantasiavii]

I can’t believe I’ve been writing this ballet AU ft. homophobia in the dance community for months and didn’t know that fucking Disney made a short film about two Chinese (American?) boys, one of whom does ballet, that addresses toxic masculinity??? I’m??? Disney???????

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I didn't see anyone talking about this, but Disney just released a short movie called The Little Prince (ss) and guys it's soo cute!!

It's about a little boy named Gabriel who does ballet and loves pink and he meets another boy and they became friends (they are so precious!! 🥺), but the other boy's father doesn't really aprove (tw: a bit of homophobia) but it does have a happy ending!!

It's directed by Moxie Peng a non-binary chinese filmmaker!

So if you guys want to explode from cuteness and also a have crying session I suggest you go watch this short! Honestly think it has a beautiful message!

[suspiciouslypinkrosegarden]

Pairing: Suit Saeran x Non Gendered Reader

Description: A little fic based on that gorgeous Suit birthday title screen CG we got this year. Go on, put on that dazzling outfit. There is one problem here with Suit’s plan though…you don’t know ballet to perform for him. Guess you’ll just have to dance together </3

Little note for readers who don’t identify as female: On stage, EVERYONE wears makeup (lipstick, eyebrows, all of it) in order to emphasize features for the audience to see. And costumes are also very important, including ones with glitter! Suity here doesn’t discriminate, everything here is following performing arts rules. Feel free to think of the costume in any way you like as it isn’t referred to as a dress! It’s anything! Local theater kid here isn’t a lier promise.

I wrote this pretty much exactly after the CG was revealed :3 so it’s older

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“Perfect...what a well behaved doll~”

Saeran crossed his arms in front of him, showing you his signature smirk in a smug look of victory. He studied you, traveling down from your face to the outfit you so graciously modeled for him, admiring the way it hugged your waist and fell with such a poof at the bottom, black feathers adorning the soft silky material. He coughed upon noting the exposed bit of skin the outfit left in your chest area, and he made it painfully obvious that where his glance landed up was the cause of the tiny loss of composure.

You couldn’t help but feel rather flustered under his gaze, relief washing over you as his eyes finally met yours again.

“So...it took it being a special day for you to finally listen to me? Well? Did you enjoy the show at least, toy? Wasn’t it cute? The little dolly made of my little doll finally doing what you’re supposed to do. Entertaining me! That is your purpose! And today…,” he huffed through his nose with laughter. “You’re finally going to do that properly! That wasn’t just any old puppet show...but a demonstration of how today is going to go. You’re going to dance for me as I sit back and enjoy my cake in front of you...and if the performance is good enough, you can have a bite. Aren’t I generous today?”

He snickered as you tried your hardest not to sigh tiredly, not necessarily completely annoyed by him but…needless to say this wasn't something you’d have planned. There was a short pause as he tapped his foot a few times impatiently. Clearly you weren’t getting his message.

“So then, toy? Dance for me! And dance for this sugary treat~”, he cackled, sliding the small plate in your direction before pulling it back, taunting you much like a toddler. Perhaps waving a reward in front of your face would light a fire under you.

It was moments like these where you found yourself wondering what good you initially thought you’d get from blindly following a complete stranger to a hidden location in the mountains. Truth be told, today you were mainly humoring his whims because of the sheer amount of detail and effort he put into this charade, and because you were curious to try on that exquisite costume. Birthday boy or not...this couldn’t become a regular thing of his.

“Oh..oh oh oh and one more thing.”

Saeran rather excitedly crouched down for the blue present box underneath the table, easily popping its lid off and pulling out the final piece of your outfit; the same feathers and golden crown worn by your doll.

“Aren’t you excited? You get to be royalty for the day...my prince(ss)..my birthday present to play with! Why else did you think I’d instruct you to wear your hair like that before I came?”

Sending someone in to do your hair for you that evening and pamper you was the proper explanation for what actually went on. It wasn’t like it would be an easy feat to add such a lovely jeweled hair piece to your do alone. The timid believer who assisted you even brought you a perfume sent by him...so you, according to the note attached, “wouldn’t smell so awful”. On the bright side, you really did feel dazzling, the pearls in your hair matching the ones on your new attire.

“Well...come closer so I can put it on you. I won’t bite...as long as you listen,” he teased, bringing himself forward to close up more of the gap between you two.

You bowed your head slightly in response as he fiddled with how the headpiece sat, occasionally feeling his hands smooth down and readjust little parts of your hair. Once he was confident the job was done, he took a step back to admire his work of art. He seemed proud of his accomplishments; his ability to get you to play dress up for him and how the puppet show went so perfectly after so much practice...and now was the time for his hard work to pay off. He expected you to make every bit his birthday fantasy come true, which was evident in everything from his expressions to body language. But there was a problem. You didn’t know ballet.

Saeran took his birthday hat and placed it upon his head grumpily before plopping in the seat you once previously enjoyed his performance in. He sat with a slouch, bringing his plate of cake to him, noming down on a small bite before speaking again with his mouth a bit full.

“Come on, toy! I’m waiting now that you’re all ready!”

He tapped his foot impatiently again.

You decided to address your concerns slowly.

“Uhm...Saeran..? The dance you made the puppet do was ballet…”

“Yes, aren’t you clever? So do some ballet for me.”

“That’s the thing...I haven’t done ballet since I was practically a baby. I’m not sure how to...and you’d have to turn on the music-”

Rational thinking interrupted your nervous attempt to reason a proper way to do this. “And hey...why am I dancing for you anyways?”

He tilted his head, raising a brow in disapproval.

“Because I say so, and because you value your life and your stomach. Remember? I can toss you out at any time,” he puffed, “and this cake will save you from your misery of having an empty belly. You will work for your food and convince me you deserve it!”

“...Ok..? But again...I don’t know how to do ballet anymore-”

Saeran cut you off with the sharp screeching of his chair’s legs dragging backwards against the ground, standing swiftly.

“Did I ask for excuses..? Hahaha...most people would be more pleasant on their birthdays..”, he stepped towards you. “...Is that what you’re expecting from me? Hmm? To be all sweet and sappy because it’s my big day? Extra nice to you? I still won’t tolerate disobedience...in fact, I have less patience today!”

He finished his march to you until he could make certain his dominance was well established through a face-to-face threatening scowl, towering over you best he could. He cupped your chin, tilting it up so you were forced to meet him in all his fury.

“You’re going to dance today. You’re going to dance today because I ordered you to do so, little airhead. Even if I have to force you!”

Releasing his hold on your face, he then grasped your left hand, intertwining your fingers, giving you a good yank forward into him. He caught you on his chest as you gasped in slight shock, the feeling of his hand making its way to the side of your waist; the unexpected cold touch making you shiver as you felt it through the fabric of your outfit.

There was an awkward pause as the two of you stood together in silence for a moment, Saeran just watching you with bated breath. The quiet was eating at you, feeling your heart clamoring against your ribs as you waited for him to initiate something. Your stare drifted down to his chain which sat within your outfit’s front feathers before moving back up. It was cute that he’d pick out a gold one for his birthday. You piped up as you heard him finally swallow saliva.

“We uh...need music..if you want to dance together. I think this is a good solution, actually.”

You gave him a smile, the same gentle look he’d cursed dozens of times before for making him feel so gross in the stomach. He kept quiet this time, but your expression made him feel no different than usual, if not more so.

“I knew that. Obviously we can’t dance to nothing. Tch, don’t get smart with me…”

Sure he knew that.

He let go of your hand to reach out and press play on the little radio he’d tucked away behind the little stage, contorting himself to stay close to you before returning to your old ready to dance position. He pulled you to the right with a shuffle together away from the set to a clear space in the room, closer to the window, the glow of the soft moonlight catching on the intricate glittery details of your costume.

Saeran stared for a mere moment, stiff as a statue as you placed your free hand on his shoulder. You could tell from the shifting of his eyes he was trying his best not to gawk now that he was getting a solid look at you up against him, clearing his throat with an “akhem” to collect himself. He’d never admit the tips of his ears felt hot to the touch.

Finally, with your prompting, the inviting melody which drifted through the room allowed the two of you to begin swaying together; Saeran watching your feet to understand the 1-2-3 step movements you did. He got the hang of it pretty quickly, grinning confidently as he took more lead and a firmer hold on your waist. It was a simple dance, rocking a tad and moving in a circle, the expression you showed him sweet and caring as he peered into your reflective (e/c) pools, (and perhaps it was flustered and nervous too). He, on the other hand, wouldn’t allow his mask of cocky satisfaction to be taken off so easily, despite the rosy hue his pale cheeks took on.

“My my...such a warbled little smile I’m receiving from you~ are you enjoying this, doll? Don’t lie, I can see just how red you are..pfft- is dancing with your prince something you’ve day dreamed about before? You and your delusions-”

You decided to outright call him out. He can’t just tease you like this when he came up with this whole plan in the first place, now can he?

“Says the one who made a detailed puppet set of the building we’re in. And two dolls of us. And got me a costume. And got me ballet shoes, which my whole outfit matches the doll’s exactly, by the way. And you even put on a whole show, plus made me do my hair the way you like...who’s day dream are we actually living out? Oh and don’t forget...you’re the one who took my hand to dance too~”.

You winked at him, eliciting a low growl which rumbled in his throat. His face grew redder, perhaps with rage.

“Hey...I never said I didn’t like it. The detail is incredible, and I’m being honest. I’m not sure how much work you put into it all...but I can tell it was a lot. You, sir, have a hidden talent. I’d like to see what else you can do with more free time for yourself….”

He sneered, “I’m not going to keep humoring you with more stuff like this, if that’s what you’re implying. Maybe with more free time, I’ll only find myself coming up with new ways to make you bend and break! But, I will take your compliment as you can at least appreciate this all as a work of my geniusness. I’m a busy busy man, but I found free time to set up a playdate with my toy. So stop pushing my buttons! You should feel lucky I graced you with my presence! It’s my birthday...and I’m stuck looking at your stupid face!”

“Hmm...again, with all that planning I think someone wanted to see ‘my stupid face’. And I do feel lucky, because I get to spend your birthday with you, although I wish I could have organized something myself. And what I meant was...Saeran this is a work of art. The dolls look hand crafted and painted, including the outfits which must’ve been sown for today in order to match perfectly. I also noticed the pearls on my costume match the ones on your birthday hat. And the set...some of the paint even appears as if its liquid leaf...which it might not be but still. Once we’re finished dancing, I want to go and admire your efforts. Especially the cute little replica of yourself you made~!”

Saeran sputtered angrily.

“You….are certainly an A grade weirdo. Don’t you hate this, even a little? Isn’t it sucky for you? Having to be my puppet today!”

“I’m no one’s puppet. I’m enjoying myself because I get to dress up, dance with you, and learn about a new skill of yours.”

He stopped your swaying with a halt, and you could feel his once icy hand in yours growing hotter by the second. His grip tightened as if to warn you he might hurt you with a squeeze, but within a second, it softened, and he let go momentarily to run it through his poofy locks. He grumbled.

“I don’t know why I even bother with an airhead like yourself. You didn’t even use the stamps I left so clearly out in front of you.”

You grinned at the opportunity suddenly presented to you. You hadn’t given him a birthday gift yet, and here was the chance to give him something small, but memorable.

“Hey Saeran...do you like the shade of lipstick I’m wearing today? It’s kind of purpleish..you know, a combination of red and blue. Like your stamps if the ink is mixed.”

He gulped, furrowing his brows.

“What are you getting at? I don’t care about your silly stage makeup I instructed the believer to do...”

You faked a sigh, “Sorry, sorry. I’ll make sure to get on that last bit right now about the stamps, since we’re no longer dancing.”

Without hesitation, you took him by the open sides of his striking suit jacket, pulling him to you to turn and plant a quick but firm kiss on his cheek. You then let him go, drinking in his wide eyed blushy appearance, raising his hand to touch the prominent lipstick mark you left on him. He wiped the area as if to show he didn’t like it, only to look down at the swipe of purple on his fingertips.

“See there? A stamp! And there’s more where that came from~”

[ladyideal]

Ficmas~ Day 17

Pairing: Leonard McCoy x Gender Neutral!reader

Word Count: 1205

Warnings: Slightly suggestive in the beginning.

Summary: You and Leonard have a day off on the Enterprise.

Requested By: @night-running-echo

A/n: Smh. I enjoyed writing writing this one. Almost got derailed lol.

7:00 AM

Sounds of an alarm pierced the silence. With a groan, your boyfriend smacked the button with a spare hand. Yawning, he watched you still sleeping, undisturbed. Waking up beside you every day was something he didn't imagine two years ago. 

It was a pleasant surprise. 

Gently, he traced your features, careful to not wake you. From the forehead, down to the nose, and stopped at your lips. There was nothing he didn't love about you. 

"Mornin', sleepyhead," He spoke against your cheek. 

"Lennn," You whined quietly, squirming around in his arms and blearily opening your eyes to look crossly over at him. "It's too early to be awake. Go back to sleep. We both have a day off."

You were the one thing he did right this time. This was where he wanted to stay, forever and always beside you. 

"I've missed you, darlin'," He silently agreed, laying his head back on the pillow. Only smiling to himself when you didn't answer. 

9:00 AM

"Pancakes or waffles?" You asked, finally sitting up in bed and reaching for one of your boyfriend's shirt.

"Pancakes." He spoke, watching intently as you padded out the room in nothing but a thin shirt of his. 

Maybe one more time. 

He enjoyed watching your ass before you disappeared out of sight.

"Gonna call your mom today?" You asked, flipping a pancake as you stood in front of the stove. 

"Momma would get mad if I didn't. I've seen her holler at Donna before. Not a pretty sight," The doctor emerged from the bedroom, giving you a nice once over before hugging you from behind. "Smells good in here, sweetheart."

"Leonard," You warned, sliding the pancake onto a plate. 

"Hmm?"

"What did we say about keeping our hands to ourselves?" You scolded lightly, adding more batter into the pan. "We don't want breakfast to burn, do we?"

He pouted at you, giving you one of his most adoring faces. You kept your resolve firm, frowning slightly at him. Looking like a scorned child, he turned to the sink to help wash and cut the fruits that would be placed later onto the plates. Laughing mostly to yourself, you continued your work and ruffled his hair. 

"Good boy."

You swore you heard a growl.

11:19 AM

Managing to finish breakfast and calling his mom and daughter, you and him scrolled through your respective PADDs. He, as the Chief Medical Officer of the ship, meant a daily review of chartings and reports. For you, as a scientist of Commander Spock's elite research team, your team was in constant communication over new findings, theories, and scientific equations.

"Enough, this is our only day off together. Who knows when the last time we get this chance again?" You placed your PADD down, and stacked the used plates and utensils together. 

Breakfast tasted far better than the cardboard version from the replicators.

"What should we do on the day off?" Leonard asked, flicking you with water as he washed the dishes. It was one way to keep the relationship interesting. 

You swiped back at him with the kitchen towel you used to dry the plates, sticking your tongue out playfully at him. "Maybe watch some holos or some classic hallmark Christmas ones? Haven't done that or decorating the place yet."

He grunted in response which you took as a reluctant assent. "What do you want to watch, sweetheart?"

“Iron Man 3! My favorite Christmas movie!” 

“FOR THE LAST TIME. IRON MAN 3 IS NOT A CHRISTMAS MOVIE.”

You laughed at his response. "Take that back, Leonard. Iron Man 3 is perfect for any season."

3:52 PM

Laundry. 

You didn't know how after so long after so many cultures and technology coming together, that no one within the Federation figured out a way to quickly fold clothes. Essentially, folding clothes were the absolute bane of your existence.

As Leonard folded the last of the cycle, you placed his away grinning at the thought. "Remember that time when you wore my uniform and you wore mine?"

He snorted. "How could I not? Even Chris didn't mention it the entire day. Said my abs looked much better than Jim's at the end of Alpha. At the end, it was Geoff that mentioned the wrong uniform. I was made a laughingstock of my own medbay."

You shook your head, chuckling. "Not making that mistake again, are we? I'm sure you were fine, doctor. The nurses must have had a wonderful day in the Medbay. Jim got a kick out of it too."

"He knows?" Leonard gasped loudly. "How the hell did the infant know about it?"

"Surely a bird told him about it."

He eyed you, the same look he'd give when his orders were being questioned. Before you could take your words, his long talented hands began tickling you. 

"Stop! Ahh," You giggled, weakly trying to shove his hands away. 

"Say 'Doctor McCoy looks better.' or I'm not stopping."

"Doctor McCoy looks better," You wheeze out, thankful that he relented. "You win, you win."

Smugly, he sat down beside you on the bed. "I missed this."

"I missed this too," You agreed, getting to your feet again. "But I know what else you're not going to be missing anytime soon."

Ding Dong!

"Coming," You winked at Leonard before happily prancing towards the door. Thanking your friend, you lugged the large cardboard box inside. 

"Ta da!"

"What the hell is this?" Your boyfriend prodded at the decorations within, as though afraid he would catch the Christmas cheer. 

"Oh this? Some tinsel, lights, some stockings, small nutcrackers, pillows for the couch," You dug through the box. "Some mistletoe somewhere here."

"Mistletoe?" He echoed. 

"Afraid to be caught under one, Doctor?"

8:01 PM

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Had a very shiny nose

And if you ever saw it

You would even say it glows

"Remind me why I can't kill the carolers?" Leonard grumbled once the carolers left for their next destination.

"Because you hold an oath," You reminded, washing away the last of the plates. Dinner was wonderful as usual. Real chicken noodle soup was always delectable.

The living room was transformed in time for the holidays. Tinsel glinted from the ceiling, stockings hung beside the TV, a small tree sat at the corner decorated with its own baubles and lights, and mistletoe hung right on top of the threshold into the bedroom. Pillows on the sofa was changed out, pumpkins were changed out for plastic snowmen, and a wreath hung right beside the door. 

"Come on, Mister Grinch, admit it," You admired the living room, taking out two mugs out to make chocolate. "You enjoy Christmas."

"It's a fire hazard, Y/N," He answered, pouring in a generous glug of whiskey into both. 

"That's not a no I'm hearing," You dunked in some small marshmallows before handing the beverage. 

"Only with you, sweetheart," Leonard clinked his mug with yours. 

"Why don't we watch a holo together? Nyota mentioned the Nutcracker ballet, a true Christmas classic." You offered. "Take the rest of the night off."

He groaned good naturedly, but sneaked a kiss in with your hot chocolate ones. 

"You're all I would ever love."

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[junkyard-gifs]

Mistoffelees and Pouncival awaiting their moment to dive back into the dance, like the tiny adorable eager ballet besties they are!

La Mirada 2014: Dane Wagner as Mistoffelees and Derek Lewis as Pouncival.

[kevrocksicehouse]

Three movies, seventeen nominations. Stephen Daldry, who turns 61 today, turns Oscar bait into cinema.

Billy Elliot (2000). An eleven-year-old North English boy (Jamie Bell) decides he wants to take ballet, instead of boxing, lessons against the wishes of his rugged coal miner father (Gary Lewis) who is sidelined by the Miners Strike of the mid-eighties in this crowd pleasing look at masculinity and aspiration that gave theater veteran Daldry a surprise Oscar nomination for Best Director. He deserved it for Billy’s climbing-the-walls dance to The Jam’s “Town Called Malice”. And the perfect shot of a girl clicking a stick across a fence next to a line of riot police, and then clicking on their shields without missing a beat. Nominated for Best Director and Screenplay. Julie Walters got a Best Supporting Actress nomination for her tough-love dance teacher.

The Hours (2002). Three stories interconnect with each other around the Virginia Woolf novel “Mrs. Dalloway. In 1923, Woolf (Nicole Kidman)  writes the book while battling depression and mental illness in the suburbs of London; In 1951, A pregnant housewife (Julianne Moore) with a son, reads the book and attempts to leave her “perfect” unhappy life, one way or another; in 2001 New York, a happily bisexual socialite (Meryl Streep), is busily throwing a party for her poet ex-lover (Ed Harris) who is dying of AIDS and nicknames her “Mrs. Dalloway.” Daldry effortlessly weaves the stories together never harping on shared themes, (suicide, abandonment, self-determination) but letting them flow through the narratives. It was nominated for best picture and director, screenplay (adapted), editing, costume design, and score. Moore and Harris were nominated for supporting acting awards, and Kidman won for Best Actress. 

The Reader (2008). On paper this sounded like shameless Oscar bait – Kate Winslet wasn’t just a Nazi guard, she was an ILLITERATE Nazi guard. But Daldry gives nuance to this story of a 15-year-old German boy (David Kross) who has an affair with a 36-year old woman who asks him to read to him after each liaison, and how years later his adult self (Ralph Fiennes), learning that she had been an SS officer during the war, has to reckon with their past and the past of their country. And he gets a performance out of Winslet of a woman whose shame over her deficiencies gives way to crippling guilt over her actions. Nominated for Best Picture, Director, Screenplay (adapted). Winslet won Best Actress.

[not-equippedforthis]

More SS headcanons

Virgil never uses the stairs, he just yeets himself over the banister at the top. Like what a power move

Logan or Virgil have at one point legitimately memorized the bee movie script out of sheer boredom

Patton is a soft boi and has a unique greeting for everyone in the morning

Roman and Virgil have, at some point, blasted hit or miss in a walmart using the speakers

Deceit knits outfits for the other sides

Once he knitted a cute lil jumper for his snake and everyone was shocked because my god thats so wholesome

Virgil's spider is named after muffett from undertale, and she regularly hangs out with Deceit's snake

Patton makes the best brownies, like oh my god theyre so good. He makes them for the others when theyre sad and even leaves some for Thomas when things arent going smoothly

Virgil regularly makes hot chocolate for comfort and his is like, the best. It has marshmallows, candy canes, vanilla, cream and everything with even a lavender scent.

He'll leave said hot chocolate for the others when they need comfort with an anonymous note. One day hes recovering from an attack and he finds a hot chocolate waiting on the counter for him

Remus eats everything and anything. So one day Virgil is playing piano and he just bites a key off.

Remus has a huge pet snail and its actually really wholesome

Logan has memorized the first 200 digits of pi

Deceit's hat can store a lot of stuff, and one day hes hungry in the middle of a video and wordlessly pulls out a mcdonalds burger and eats it infront of them

Roman makes these insane Disney theories and Virgil just nods, adding more

Virgil writes a lot of songs

Roman knows the whole choreography to several musicals and just loves doing it

Every side can dance: Patton's is that fun freestyle dad type dance, and its really wholesome, Roman's is elegant and he can do ballroom, gumnastics and even a bit of ballet, Virgil can do really good shuffling and cutting shapes, Logan is real good at tap and has really good rhythm, Deceit rarely dances but he likes hip hop a nd Remus is just a freestyle of octopus limbs

Patton goes all out on Christmas decorations: the whole house is just the christmas section of target compressed

Logan has a massive library and Virgil often borrows books in return for drawings of stars, space or just cool little gifts he made (he doesnt have to but he likes the exchange)

Speaking of, Virgil is really good at art and animates a bit aswell

Virgil, Deceit and another side, which i will call Dylan, do a "Markiplier Makes" type thing when theyre alone (Ethan as Virgil, Mark as Deceit and Tyler as Dylan)

Logan knows how to insult people in over 50 different languages and its amazing

Virgil often says "buckle up, buttercup, you just flipped my bitch switch" if hes super mad

Remus makes really weird bath bombs and sometimes gives them to the others. Theyre disgusting but they love them all the same

After DWIT Virgil was really convinced that Thomas hated him but the next day he just summoned him and wordlessly hugged him and FLUFF AND TEARS

Roman and Remus often have debates over pineapple on pizza, and theyre so heated that the others just sit down with popcorn and watch

Virgil uses really unique threats, like "Ill break your spine and then use the remains to bob the builder you a new one if you dont shut up"

Roman has the most creative and stupidly dramatic ways of doing everyday, simple tasks and its absolutely amazing

I might add more, soz its a huge post xD

[hipchub]

larry au’s that have to be written

an elf au — the one where harry is an elf from the north pole who travels to new york in an attempt to meet his real father, and louis is a sarcastic 20 year-old who works in a mall as one of santa’s helpers. 

a new girl au — the one where harry dumps his boyfriend after catching him cheating and moves into a loft he found on craigslist. he may or may not fall head over heals for one of his four new roommates. the office au — the one where harry is a shy and very much engaged receptionist at a paper company in scranton and louis sits across from him. he may be in love with harry (he also may prank his deskmate, liam, a lot). a perks of being a wallflower au — the one where louis, a socially awkward teenager, goes to high school and is taken under the wing of two bubbly seniors who dub themselves as wallflowers, niall and his stepbrother harry. louis falls for harry, but, despite the happy, love-filled year, things get bad when harry gets ready to leave for college. a bob’s burgers au — the one where louis and his family run a diner and he just so happens to have a major crush on the the rival restaurant’s son, harry. his family, by all means, cant know. a sherlock holms au — the one where louis is an emotionally detached detective and harry is his best friend and partner who is secretly and utterly in love with him. how louis doesn’t figure it out is unbeknownst to him. a yuri on ice au — (loosely based off the show) the one where harry, an american figure-skater, has a massive crush on his idol and inspiration, louis tomlinson of england. during an international competition, harry gets absolutely sloshed and confesses his love to the older skater. louis, tired with competing, decides to mentor, and he eagerly chooses the cute man he once had an odd, yet adorable drunken encounter with.  a lost au — the one where a plan crash leads to five men living on an untraceable island. harry is a doctor suffering with the death of his dad, louis is a bitter and sarcastic con-artist and drunk dealing with past mistakes, zayn is a soldier who used to torture men in war, liam is a fugative who ended up in the wrong place at the wrong time, and niall is happy despite his awful pattern of bad luck. their attempts to escape only leads them to learning more about the island and it’s secrets. the game plan au — the one where louis’ life as a famous footie player flips upside down when he finds out he has a daughter. to make matters more complicated, he falls in love with her ballet teacher, harry. an enchanted au — the one where prince(ss) harry styles is banished from his parallel world of magic and fairy tales by an evil queen and ends up in manhattan. louis, on his way home from work as a lawyer, catches harry from falling to his death. upon his daughter’s insistent requests, he takes the kind and (what he thinks is) mentally ill male home. what he plans to be a one-night stay turns into a unexpected love. a stranger things au — (loosely based off of the show) the one where they’re not young kids, but teenagers, and louis escapes from hawkins lab only to run into liam, niall, and harry in the woods on a rainy night. zayn is missing the entire time.

friends au: the one where liam is convinced him and zayn were on a break, harry falls for his brother’s best friend, and niall is a colorful singer who doesn’t care what anyone says.

night at the museum au: the one where harry works the night shift at the smithsonian and louis is one of the englishmen on display. harry falls in love even though he knows it could never work.

merlin au: the one where louis is heir to the throne and is struggling to find out what being king means. despite his parents’ attempts to find him a future queen, louis falls in love with his wizard, harry, a younger man he once thought he hated.

the returned au: the one where harry’s dead husband returns home years after the car crash. though harry’s happy to have his blue-eyed boy back in his arms, louis’ strange mood swings make him question whether he’s living a dream or a nightmare

parks and recreation au: the one where harry, a preppy man working in the department of parks and recreation, loves his job more than anything. that is, until the new budget specialist arrives to help manage the government’s spending and harry loses himself in blue eyes and a sarcastic personality. liam’s there too, and he may or may not fall for harry’s best friend and nurse, zayn.

la la land au: the one where louis is a struggling actor in hollywood and all harry wants to do is bring jazz back. they meet and fall hopelessly in love, but things go wrong when harry begins spending more time with his new retro-bound band and louis begins spending more time on his one-man show. they work it out.

the greatest showman au: the one where louis is an upper class playwright who joins p.t. barnum’s circus. immediately upon arriving, he’s infatuated by one of the talented acrobats, harry styles. despite their interest in one another, they struggle to be together due to it not being socially acceptable.

the maze runner au: the one where louis wakes up in a metal crate not remembering anything about his life. a few days later, despite the other men in the glade claiming only one greenie arrives per month, a (gorgeous) man shows up. though he remembers nothing but his name, louis cant shake the feeling he knows him. 

(updated 01/01/18)

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I just watched this short film on Disney+ and it was amazing and adorable and AHHHHH.

It's called "The Little Prince(ss)" and it's about these two little Chinese boys who befriend each other at school. One of them does ballet and is more "feminine" and the other boy's dad disapproves of that but despite that they have a really adorable friendship and AHHHHHH I love it so much.

If you have Disney+, go watch this short film. I promise it's adorable.