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currentlyprocrastinating · 2 years

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🍂 and 🥀 for the oc ask game :D

🍂 Does your OC enjoy hugs? What do they do as a show of affection for: their friends, their family, their significant other(s) or for strangers? Over all what are they like with recieving affection from others?

🥀 How would your OC decorate a notebook or journal? What kind of things are written in there? Could you give an example of a nice entry?

🍂 — I answered this here! Short version? Hugs are one of her favourite things :)

🥀 — Oooh, how fun! She would probably litter it with doodles, whether in the margins, between lines, or on sticky notes she staples to the page. She emphasizes words or sections with boldened lines, different colours, highlights, circles, etc. — whatever she feels fits the particular tone she's aiming for. She'd keep the colours she uses aesthetic, too. For each entry, she would have a certain selection or range of colors she would stick to, so everything looks nice.

The exception would be if she ever recorded something negative or emotionally turbulent. In that case, she'd either use one pen the whole time, or clashing colors to represent how she feels. She's the type of artist who will sometimes doodle nonsense on an entire page to let out emotional energy — sharp, angry lines; loose, mindless scribbles; and so on...

But, from a realistic standpoint, she's not good at consistent journalism. So, she'd probably only ever record significant things in a journal, with some pages of random thoughts sprinkled in for whenever she happened to have the journal nearby and felt like recording the thought.

Squirrel also would definitely have moments of feeling awkward at the start of her entries, before her thoughts roll into motion and things smooth over. Other times, when she's so full of energy, it doesn't even occur to her to feel awkward about writing out her feelings lmao.

Oh, yeah, speaking of writing out her feelings, this could definitely be a place where she could think through things. She does write poetry, but has a specific notebook(s) for that. Sometimes her poetry just turns into talking to the page.

Anyways~

She probably has movie tickets or old receipts from a significant visit to even a place as common as a chain fast-food restaurant — because that was the first time she drove a friend somewhere, or something like that. A lot of seemingly insignificant items that hold sentimental value in her mind. And these particular entries aren't necessarily in chronological order! For the most part, she groups them by event or season, but there's a freedom to not having to stress herself about the particular dates.*

As for an example entry... Well, here's one (off the top of my head :P) from their post-AE vacation :) I imagine she did a lot more journaling (digitally, too, including plenty of photos) than usual during those months!

18 November 2032 — Thursday

lol what if I wrote a love song for lololol would that be crazy or what ahaha.

...what would I say? there's so much TO say. No way in hell am I going the cheesy route, blegh.

I could... be vague. Tell a story, be vague, talk about... Everything. There's too much!! My heart feels full. What do I say? I love him x10000?? LOL a song that is just "I love you." That would be awful. I love you... And his eyes... Ahah, no cheesiness. Um...

Where are my words when I need them? Ugh, why is HE so good with his words? Dude is a verbal poet, it's so not fair.

Girl, just say his name, stop being so weird.

Saeran. Saeran. Saeran. ♡

...I wrote that in pen. Oh no. I CAN'T ERASE.

Uh. Anyway!! Um...

Can't I just steal his talent? Steal his words? I've got my guitar in my lap and I can't even think. I have chords in my head but they're not clicking. Should I start with the WOW. You can't sing AND play a Wind Instrument AT THE SAME TIME, girl! smh, dude.

This is getting me no where. Big sigh. Not even worth exploring this, really... I can't help feeling all flustered when I start thinking too much. lol.

Maybe I'll just stick with hoping one day I'll have the courage to play someone else's love song for him lol

...oh God. has he seen my HS jazz ensemble videos? ARE THOSE PUBLIC? I THINK THEY'RE PUBLIC

FUCK

soRry for swearin g

but FUCK

GAH. Am I weird?? I don't like seeing my own Hands write that word lol...

yeah that's right focus on something else dumbass, not the fact that Ray cyberstalked you and has almost definitely heard your sem1 freshie concert where you FREAKING CAME IN A WHOLE SECOND EARLY

AAAA

Signing off to go scream into the pillow before Sae gets back ㅜwㅜ

bonus, tiny one:

Got my hand stabbed by a potted cactus cos my dumbass tried to catch it when it fell off the display :((

Saeran =tended to my wounds= lol

It was... nice. painful ㅠ but he made everything a lot less worse ♡

[Questions from here!]

#*my uncle does this and has encouraged me to do so as well #ive seen first hand how it brings so much joy to the others tied to those memories #like when he was showing me some of his books- his hubby was right there going 'omg i remember that!!' and such lmaooo #it was great #mystic messenger #mysme #squirrel x saeran #squirrel bakken #mysme-rifters au #rifters #ask game #original character #cmc #my cmc #mammonprotectionsquad

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kiyelle · 3 years

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hi lovely <3 this is for the req u sent in on my 300 foll event n it’s just in time for ur 700 followers milestone !! congrats omg :(( u deserve them sm <3

“Omi, are you free tomorrow?” you sat up on the side of the bed, letting the tip of your feet touch the floor. “Took the day off. Did you think I’d forget?” He gives you a side - glance, then runs his fingers through his soft, black locks. The weight on the bed shifts as you inch closer to him, linking your arm with his, your head resting on his shoulder. “Omi…” a smile makes its way onto your face and you brush a strand of hair out of your face. Sakusa lets out a sigh, turning to you. “Don’t expect me to like, kiss you.”

ilysm isa u deserve everything in the world <3

THIS IS- OMG MAIA?!? IM SO RIDICULOUSLY IN LOVE WITH YOU THIS IS PERFECT <33 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩💍

U EVEN USED THE LIL QUOTE FROM MY DESCRIPTION IM SOBBING IM GONNA READ THIS EVERY DAY I SWEAR LIKE IM ACTUALLY GONNA BE SMILING OVER THIS FOR MONTHS

<3 i appreciate you so much maia gosh :( u deserve all the stars in the sky mhm!

#*.⋆ʚ maia!#IM CRYING ILY SO MUCH #LIKE I HAVE THE BIGGEST HEART EYES FOR YOU #LETS GET MARRIED x10000 #kiyelle. 🪐

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red-pill-blue-pill · 2 years

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Bottled up.

Summary: You introduce Marc to your parents.

Warnings: angst x10000, also spoilers!!!

Pairing: Marc Spector x reader

A/N: I'm sorry

Next part: Part 2

(Episode 5 spoilers ahead!!!!!!!!!!)

Marc stood in front of the mirror, his face was riddled with worry as his hands worked on the tie knot. His eyes travelled from his tie to his reflection, frustration growing inside him as seconds went by.

“I don’t know what’s going on but you need to relax” Steven told him from the other side of the mirror, his eyes filled with worry. Marc being nervous? That was new.

He couldn’t help but feel that way. It seemed he had went back to his 8 year old self. It would be so much easier if he would let Steven take over but that was something he couldn’t do, he had promised he would be in control the whole evening. He let his arms fall to his sides with a huff, his head falling backwards while he mumbled a silent prayer to whoever was up there.

You could sense his anxiety. You didn’t know that much about Marc, he wasn’t the type to talk about his past, hell, he barely even talked about his present. Thank god Steven was the complete opposite, an open book. You still didn’t know when Steven’s and Marc’s lives finally intertwined. You knew for sure Steven was completely clueless too but you had the suspicion that Marc knew more than he was letting on.

It pained you, not because you felt he was hiding something from you, but because you saw him suffering alone, bottling his feelings up and pushing forward as if nothing was wrong. However, you had never seen him like this. This time he either wasn’t making any effort to hide his feelings or he was overwhelmed by them. To you it didn’t matter, it was completely heartbreaking.

You slid into the small space left between the mirror and Marc, raising your hands to the knot of his tie and sliding it upwards. He looked stunning. There weren’t many occasions that allowed you to see him all dressed up and the sight was breathtaking.

“Marc, it’s going to be fine” you said as you smoothed out the neck of his shirt. He let out a deep breath in response, trying to put up his usual façade but to no avail. He looked at you, his eyes were cloudy, they looked nothing like the confident ones you were used to.

You rested your hands on his shoulders. “Look, I don’t know what is going on inside that little head of yours but you don’t have to come if you don’t want to. I’ll say you had a fever and had to stay home.” you smiled at him reassuringly, trying to get him to relax at least a bit.

He closed his eyes again as he covered your hands with his “No, no. I promised I’d be there.”

“Yes, you did, but you don’t have to do it just because you promised. I don’t care about that.” He squeezed your hands “I only care about you being okay.”

A small smile pulled at his lips. One of the things he loved the most about you was how much you cared about him. It was unnerving at times, specially when he lied, convincingly in his opinion, and said he was okay but you wouldn’t buy it. You would ask again and then, tired of prodding and seeing he wouldn’t budge, you would cook his favorite food for dinner, open a bottle of his favorite wine and make love to him, passionately. Those nights you couldn’t tell Steven and Marc apart. Their hands caressing softly but firmly, taking his time, wanting to savor the moment. Your lips kissing his skin, promising to be there for him, for them.

“It’s just… I don’t know what got into me. I guess I’m just nervous to meet the parents of the girl I shag every night.” he swallowed his feelings, once again, and tried to be his normal cheeky self. He heard Steven protest at his shitty British accent but he didn’t have time to pay attention to him before you were pinching lightly the skin on his neck.

“Marc! careful with what you say in front of my parents, you hear me?” you laughed and he felt his heart skip a beat at the sweet sound. He reached to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “If you feel overwhelmed you can let Steven take control. We’ll figure out an excuse for the accent. I won’t be mad, I promise.”

Your eyes scanned his face, a hint of worry in them as you saw him nod. “It won’t be necessary. I’ll be fine.” he said, more like a mantra, trying to convince himself.

You got on your tippy toes and pressed your lips to his. His hands made his way down to your hips, caressing your body and pulling you forward against his chest.

You broke the kiss against your will making him whine. “Marc, I gotta finish getting ready.” you smiled and pulled away from him.

He stared at his reflection as you made your way out of the bathroom, pausing at the doorframe to look back at him. His hands were at his sides, clenched into fists, so hard his knuckles were white. You could see he was not okay as much as he tried to hide it.

He wasn’t ready to face his feelings. Hell, that was Steven’s whole purpose. He had never been in this situation, forced to witness a mother interact with her child. Forced to see what his life could have been like.

“Hey Marc.” you said from the doorway.

He turned his head, surprised, his hands unclenched instantly and his gaze turned soft again as he looked at you. He hummed, waiting for what you had to say.

“I love you.”

He smiled. “I love you more.”

You pulled up on your parents driveway. Marc’s foot stepped on the brakes a bit too hard and the sudden movement launched you forward. “Shit, sorry.” he cursed as he turned off the engine and grabbed the keys. He stared ahead, running a hand through his hair, frustrated with himself.

You laid your hand on his thigh “They are very kind people, you know? I’m sure they’ll like you.” you rubbed your thumb in circles. You thought he was just nervous about meeting your parents. He had never been the type do this kind of stuff. “If it’s too much let me know and I’ll find a way to leave early, okay?”

He closed his eyes and nodded, taking a deep breath trying to calm his nerves. He feared breaking down in front of your parents, not being able to hold Steven back, causing a scene. “Okay.”

You patted his thigh and leaned to plant a kiss on his cheek, rubbing the lipstick stain with your thumb afterwards. “Let’s go, handsome.”

You ringed the doorbell, your left hand grabbing Marc’s, maybe a bit too hard. He swallowed as the front door opened. Your mom squealed when she saw you. “Sweetheart!”

You let go of Marc’s hand and ran to hug your mother, it had been at least a year since you last saw her. Marc’s heart got caught in his throat at the sweet greeting. He was blocked, not knowing what to do, where to look. When your mom let you go from her embrace she looked behind you to see Marc standing there. “Well, well, and who is this handsome fella?”

You turned around and lent your hand to Marc. He grabbed it as if his life depended on it and took a step forward. “Mom, this is Marc, my boyfriend.”

He offered his hand to your mom, a polite gesture that she completely ignored, engulfing him in a bear hug instead, her specialty. It took him by surprise, not knowing what to do with his hands. He felt like a kid again, lost in the embrace of his mother, the first and last safe place he had known. Only moms knew how to hug this way. She pulled away and held him by his shoulders

“Finally, I thought my daughter was going to die a virgin!” Your mom squealed as he shook him lightly. Marc chucked and your cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

“Mom!”

“Nice to meet you Marc. I see my daughter is a lucky girl.”

“I’m afraid I have to disagree, I’m the lucky one.” he sneaked an arm around your waist and kissed your temple.

“Yeah, yeah, I am a catch and all that, but can we please step inside? I’m freezing my ass off!” you whined while making your way inside your parents house.

He took active part in the conversation, telling jokes, interesting stories, making your mother shoot you approving glances every once in a while. If you told your parents this man was having an anxiety attack just an hour ago they probably wouldn’t have believed you. You were starstruck by his well hidden kissing ass ability. It was obvious he was putting an effort to make the best impression and your heart melted at how hard he was trying.

He had imagined how the evening would go at least a hundred times this past week and even the most painful scenario he had imagined wasn’t even close to how he felt in that exact moment, sitting at the dinner table, watching you chat with your parents, seeing their looks of pure adoration when you told them about your job, your day to day life. He hid it well but he was completely torn apart.

On one hand he was mesmerized by the relationship you had with them, it was another part of you he was having the privilege to witness. His heart was full knowing you were cared for, you were loved. He could see you got your patience from your dad and your sense of humor and touchy feely nature, quality that he loved very much, from your mom.

But on the other hand he was witnessing everything he had missed. All because of his recklessness, his lack of responsibility. He was in charge, he was supposed to care for his brother and instead he failed miserably. As a big brother, as a son.

His eyes started to water and he excused himself to the bathroom, your eyes following him with worry as he exited the room. He locked the bathroom door and leaned on the sink, letting his tears fall freely. He felt broken, devastated. It was way too much for him to handle but he had promised.

“Marc… what happened?” he heard Steven’s voice ask. “Are you okay?”

“It’s not a good moment now Steven, please, just leave me alone.” he said wiping the tears with the back of his hand. He glanced at the mirror, Steven’s face had compassion all written over it. Marc hated it, he didn’t want pity, he didn’t deserve it. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself, and washed his face trying to get rid of the redness that was now tinting his eyes.

A light knock on the door startled him but he relaxed again when he heard your voice. “Marc, is everything okay?” your voice just above a whisper, loud enough for him to hear through the door.

He sniffled and cleared his throat. “Yeah, I’ll be out in a minute, baby.” he took one last look in the mirror and braced himself for the rest of the evening.

You were standing outside the bathroom door, waiting for him to come out. As you suspected he was not okay, his eyes were puffy and it was obvious, at least to you, that he had been crying.

“What are you doing here?” he said as he grabbed you hand and kissed your knuckles softly trying to distract you from his face.

“My parents are clearing the table. We can leave now if you want.” you said sweetly, reaching to cup the side of his face.

A sense of guilt spread through his body, not wanting to ruin the night, specially since it had been so long since you last saw your parents. “I’m fine, I promise. I wanna stay.” he leaned down and kissed you reassuringly. You hummed into the kiss and led him back to the living room where your parents were already serving the cake.

“Found him!” you said as you sat down, leaving your hand on his thigh, knowing your touch could calm, at least a bit, the storm going on inside his head. He smiled and covered your hand with his.

“I got distracted looking at pictures, sorry.” that was the most convincing excuse he could think of, even if it made him seem nosey.

Your mother’s eyes lit up and she hurried to get up “Oh! I have some pictures I know you’re going to love!” she walked towards the bookshelves and scanned them looking for her most priced possession.

You rolled your eyes, knowing exactly which photo album she was going to grab. How many people had already seen those pictures? Your friends, your mom’s friends, your dad’s friends, a couple of boyfriends… “Jeez mom, I’m going to burn that photo album I swear.”

“Honey, we’re eating cake, it’s going to get ruined.” your dad chimed in trying to help, shooting you a sorry look.

She sat back down next to Marc and laid the huge album on the table “I’ll be careful”

Marc gulped and took a deep breath, knowing what was coming. Just as he suspected, in the first page there was a picture of little you, around six years old, sitting on a swing. You had your hair styled in two pigtails, your legs up in the air with a huge smile on your face. Your mom was behind you, probably pushing the swing. She was incredibly beautiful, the resemblance to you was uncanny. He smiled, taking in the image before him.

He traced his index finger over the picture and turned to look at you. That little kid had grown into such a beautiful woman and he was the lucky bastard who got to wake up next to her every day. You smiled back, squeezing his thigh.

Your mom went over the whole album. Pictures of holidays, vacations, school plays, graduations. Each page was a punch to the stomach for Marc. It was amazing getting to see the most important moments of your life but it was still a reminder of everything he didn’t get to have. It was like some kind of sick joke from the universe “here, you get to see how the person you love the most had the best upbringing ever, and that will make you happy, but remember you didn’t get to have any of this, maybe if you hadn’t killed your bro-”

“Marc?” you snapped him out of his trance.

He turned to look at you, already standing up with your hand resting on his shoulder, “yeah?”

“I was saying we have to get going.” you looked at him, worried out of your mind. He was holding back tears. What the fuck was going on.

“Yeah, yeah. Sadly. I had such a good time!” he said forcing a smile, standing up and walking with you towards the door, your parents following close behind. You opened the door, breathing in the cold night air.

“Thanks for everything” you said hugging your dad and mom.

“Thanks for such a lovely evening ma’am” Marc said politely to your mom as he hugged her goodbye.

“Oh honey, don’t call me that.” she rested her hand on his bicep, giving it a little squeeze as she smiled sweetly. “You can call me mom.”

He nodded, the air completely knocked out of his lungs.

“C’mon Marc, don’t let her talk you into seeing any other photo album!” you laughed from the driveway, waiting for him to get out the damn doorstep. It was cold and you were freezing.

He walked towards you as you said goodbye to your parents who were still on the doorway. He was silent, too silent, as he opened the drivers seat door and got into the car. You sat down and closed the door, not knowing what to say. He was staring blankly ahead.

“Marc, are you okay?” you whispered. And that’s all it took for him to let the tears fall freely, not a single word came out of his mouth. You snook your arm around his shoulders and pulled him towards you, hugging him as he sobbed onto your chest. Your fingers ran through his hair, trying to soothe him. You had never seen him like this, so vulnerable, so broken. You couldn’t help but feel guilty for not cancelling dinner in the first place. His hands clung to your coat as his body shook in your embrace.

Your lips placed sweet kisses on his forehead as he calmed down. “Please Marc, tell me what’s wrong.” tears were starting to well up in your eyes. “I want to understand you, please.” you said as he pulled away to look at you. His eyes studying your face with confusion.

But then you realized he wasn’t Marc anymore.

“What’s wrong, love?”

#steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader #moon knight x reader #steven grant fanfic #marc spector fanfic #oscar isaac #steven grant imagine #marc spector imagine #moon knight #moon knight fanfic

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95zintheirownworld · 3 years

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Tae making Interviews about Jimin

“Can I go back to talking about Jimin?” is rlly Tae’s mood 24/7 and I don’t blame him

for my dear anon

there really Are a lot to enjoy but im including in this post only my Favorite instances. im working on a “vmin interviews” post with all the times vmin have talked about eo in interviews so pls look forward to that as well

right. On To The Compilation

i think we should start off with this one simply bcuz of how random it was?? and tae just slipped it in with ease while talking about how the grand central On performance was special to them

PLSSSSSSSS

from the Same interview. tae not being able to shut up about jimin’s intro in BST. both jinmin were so ??!!?!? over it

when bst was first brought up in the interview:

after everyone finished talking:

my man said head empty jimin only!

this jimmy fallon interview??

fallon: V, what were you like in high school

tae: GLAD you asked. so jimin was brilliant and he always woke me up

more from the same interview

he’s SO funny

this is old but also SO EXTREMELY FUNNY

fan: waxing poetic about his encounter with tae

tae: thanks. i was on a date with jiminie

LIKE?!?!!?!? im in agreement with joon here TAEEE

also the vmin gucci sweater makes this X10000 times more precious

interviewer: what did you do in your spare time

tae: yes, jiminie, what have You been upto *heart eyes, hold hands

on this note, why Were they holding hands for a solid minute in this interview

another one from dynamite era! tae just??? randomly turning all the attention to jimin in the middle of the press conference

HIS SMILE AFTER JIMIN DID IT HE IS SO CUTEEEEE

this one from let’s bts will Always be funny to me in that tae didn’t have to mention jimin at all????

interviewer: what does ARMY mean to you

tae: they’re like my close friends BUT OF COURSE JIMIN IS MY ONE AND ONLY FRIEND

ok ;-;-;-;-;--;-;

THIS NEXT ONE you all should Rlly watch the clip for bcuz screenshots dont do it justice

tae: our grammys performance outfits were so good! ji- namjoon hyung and jiminie looked so good!

jimin: thank you

joon:.....okay!

THE WAY TAE STUMBLED ON JI- AND THE WAY JOON IGNORED THEM ALTOGETHER ;-;-;;-;-;

this isn’t Strictly an interview, but bts were discussing their performance and there went the jimin stan

THEIR REACTIONS ARE ALWAYS SO FUNNY

no one:

tae: jimin was great!!!

jimin: thank you

the rest of the members: ...okay moving on

one of everyone’s recent favs

that was so smooth of YOU, tae

this next one is only random in that PLS GO READ THE FILM OUT LYRICS IN QUESTION

kim taehyung, are you in love with your soulmate, pls speak into the mic

why is it that when it comes to memories in their hearts, vmin only talk about each other 33333

this next one-

tae ;-;-;-;-;-;-;-; “i did it with jimin. i liked these romantic skinship

and the most recent

interviewer: what feature would you like to have from your colleagues

tae: im glad you asked about my favorite colleague park jimin, the love of my life, the most brilliant man i have ever met-

the way tae didnt even answer the question tho. why ;-;-;-;

bonus:

some other interview instances where tae Made Sure all the attention was brought to jimin

interviewer: who’s the most playful on set

bts: jin!!!

tae: but also jimin

tae: “this picture from the lights mv is from when i was waiting for my dearest jimin

interviewer: so any memories of japan

tae: ME AND JIMINIE

interviewer: what’s your favo-

tae: jimin

does there exist a bigger serendipity fan

“lets go jiminie!!!!”

this next one is just cute

bonus bonus:

i have to include the random ass jimin fansigns. i Have to, u guys

after a whole year worth of this (yes guys theres more..... ) fans rlly got tired and straight up Asked him

ok tae;-;-;-;-;-;

annnd that’s all for this compilation. im sure there are more instances but these are all i could think of off the top of my head.

a more thorough vmin interviews compilation coming soon(-ish!)

#vmin #vmin interviews #park jimin #kim taehyung #bts #anon i hope you like this!!!

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incognitotoro · 2 years

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20 (10) Opening Lines

Thanks for the tag @fedonciadale, but i’ve only got 10 fics so that’ll have to do :P

1. Same as it ever was (Dramione, M, my current WIP)

The Headmaster’s office looked much the same as it always had; every inch of wall covered in either bookshelves or portraits, the penseive and other complicated and mysterious magical objects sealed away in a large glass cabinet, and of course, the enormous desk dominating the room.

2. The weather outside is frightful (Dramione, E, smutty snowed in oneshot)

“This is your fault, you know,” snapped Hermione, shivering as a bitter breeze sent a few snowflakes skidding through the gap under the door.

3. The Lesser Evil (Dramione, T, from a twitter prompt, Hermione tries blind dates while Draco watches with heart eyes.)

Hermione thanked the waiter as he showed her to the table, willing the butterflies in her stomach to calm down.

4. There’s a Kind of Magic in Masks (Dramione, E, Masquerade ball)

Ms Hermione Granger, You are cordially invited to a masquerade ball commemorating the tenth anniversary of the end of the second Wizarding War.

5. Earthly Delights (Pansy/Neville, E, set at the same masquerade, porn with feelings.)

Pansy wasn’t having a good night, and this fact made her more annoyed than any of the many little irritations that had led her to this point.

6. Reverie (Zutara- ATLA, E, my first longfic, Katara breaks up with Aang and visits Zuko on a whim, fluff ensues.)

It had all started with a cold.

7. An Education (My first Dramione, M, Hermione has to teach Draco about muggle stuff, belligerant sexual tension x10000)

Hermione sat on the plush seats outside the Minister for Magic's office.

8. T’was the Night Before Mercenary Day (Rhys/Fiona, Tales from the Borderlands, E, established relationship holiday smut.)

Rhys felt the tiredness in his bones as he trudged back up to his apartment, dragging him down as if he was in double gravity.

9. Echoes of Pandora (Rhys/Fiona, T, was going to be a longfic but is likely never going to be finished.)

Fiona never could help herself, she always had to know.

10. Too Close For Comfort (Rhys/Fiona, E, my first ever fanfic, short story starting with a drunken almost-kiss.)

Rhys and Fiona sat opposite each other in the makeshift Helios cafeteria.

I think my favourite is number 2. I love writing banter so much, which is probably why I got sucked into the inescapable black hole of Dramione in the first place. If you haven’t played Tales from the Borderlands, I would 10/10 recommend it, so, so funny. Telltale game set in the Borderlands universe, but you don’t have to have played the other Borderlands games to enjoy it.

Basically all the authors I know have already been tagged, so i guess anyone who wants to play!

#tagging game #dramione #zutara #rhiona #tftb

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taejikookiee · 3 years

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💌 INDIGO Music FT GIRLBOY Reaction 💌

Reaction to you using aegyo to get your way

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NO:EL / Jang Yongjun

He would be so flustered as you pouted while calling him baby to get his attention. It would catch him off guard as you usually didn’t use aegyo but he would love every minute of it.

Kid milli / Choi Wonjae

His adorable dimpled smile would be on full display as you put on the cute show to get him to buy you fried chicken, he would see how far you were willing to go knowing that you hated being cute but knew you wanted chicken more.

Swings / Moon Jihoon

He would pretend that you calling him by his real name in that baby like voice wasn’t effecting him but deep down his heart would be fluttering and he would be willing to give you whatever you wanted x10000 if you continued for much longer.

Yanghongwon (Young B)

He would become a giggling mess as you rubbed your eyes tiredly asking to go home, you weren’t doing it intentionally but you would use it to your benefit if it meant you could go home.

Justhis / Heo Seung

Even though you were older than him he couldn’t handle your cute charm, so when you wanted to go to the club and he didn’t you would call out his name in a cute tone which would instantly get his attention.

Giriboy / Hong Siyoung

Aegyo is this boys BIGGEST weakness and everyone knew it. So all it would take would be you sitting in his lap, looking at him with big eyes and a pout for him to cave and give you what ever you wanted and some.

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Thrill Me, Chill Me, Fulfill Me, 1/10 (Gottrosenali) - Writworm42

A/N: Hi all!! I saw an infographic a while back of 10 types of orgasms people with vaginas can have, and got inspired to write this! I don't remember where the infographic was from (in my infinite wisdom, I took screenshots of the infographic, but not of the source lmao), but I hope you enjoy this!

PLEASE DON'T TAKE THIS AS EDUCATIONAL OR INFORMATIONAL!!!! THIS FIC IS ESSENTIALLY PORN. PORN IS NOT EDUCATIONAL, AND NEITHER IS THIS FIC!!! If you're looking for reliable sex ed info, check out scarleteen, they're a great resource!

Title from Touch-a Touch-a Touch Me from Rocky Horror Picture Show. Thank you x10000 Holtz for dealing with my dumb ass while I was writing this and for beta-ing <3

Denali misses Mik when he’s gone; both she and Rosé do. It’s hard not to, when their boyfriend has such a big presence in their lives all the time. Whether he’s starfishing on their bed and hogging all the covers in his sleep, chattering away to fill silence in the apartment, or just making his presence known by ruffling Denali’s hair as he walks by or tracing absent-minded hearts on Rosé’s arm while they’re piled on the couch to watch TV, Mik is a constant, someone who’s always at arm’s reach to enjoy. It’s comforting, something about him that neither Denali nor Rosé would ever want to change.

It’s a strange feeling when he’s away, one that neither of them particularly like. Like something is missing, something they can’t quite feel balanced without. Like the minute he leaves, they’re waiting for him to come back again.

It doesn’t help that Mik has been traveling so much for work lately. Fashion Week season has descended upon the world, and between New York and Paris and Toronto and Milan, Mik has been so busy that he hardly has time to pick up his phone. Add in time zone differences along with Denali and Rosé navigating their own busy schedules, and it might as well be a long distance relationship, one that is barely existent at this point. Denali knows it’s selfish to get upset about it; she still has Rosé, after all, so she can’t imagine how alone Mik must feel. But she can’t help it; the more Mik slips away, the more she wants him back, so bad that it hurts sometimes.

But there’s also a different kind of ache she and Rosé feel when Mik is away, one that may be a little superficial, sure, but is nonetheless one that Denali is particularly bad at leaving unattended. One that once again, she knows must be worse for Mik, seeing as he’s completely alone right now.

At least on the occasions that all three of them are free, it’s a lot easier to scratch that particular itch.

Michelada: guys im so horny

Denali rolls her eyes, shaking her head and laughing a little to herself as she reads her boyfriend’s message. He’s still in the UK right now, and if her math is correct, that means that it’s only around 1 PM where he is. As in, he’s probably still at work. When she says so, though, he seems unperturbed.

Michelada: hasn’t stopped you guys before

Michelada: sooooo

Michelada: sensing a double standard here

Denali hears Rosé cackle from the bathroom, and then her phone pings again.

Rosita: i mean

Rosita: im not opposed to shenanigans, you know that baby ;)

“Don’t encourage him!” Denali calls out, but of course Rosé doesn’t listen; she never does. The next text Denali gets is a picture of Rosé taken in the bathroom mirror, naked as the day she was born with an arm covering her tits.

God.

Michelada: ugh rosie don’t do this to me :((

Rosita: i thought u were horny, baby?

Rosita: gotta make up your mind xo

Another ping, and a second pic of Rosé comes through, this time biting down on one of her fingers through a devilish smirk. Denali shifts a little in her spot on the couch; as much as she doesn’t want to give in, it’s tantalizing, knowing that Rosé is just a word of permission away from being right next to her like that. And the fact that Mik could very well get caught, that they’ll be distracting him enough that he might falter, might give himself away?

Nali: i think it’s time you went on break, angel

She follows it up with a pic of her own, angling it so that both Mik and Rosé will be able to see right down her shirt. She hears a little gasp from the bathroom, and smiles to herself; Rosé is so easy, it’s almost funny. Both she and Mik are.

There’s a pause, and Denali almost wonders if Mik has been caught already, or if he’s changed his mind. She’s about to ask, but then the bathroom door opens, and she looks up to see Rosé coming towards her.

“Rosie…” she starts, but she doesn’t have time to get her full sentence out before there’s another ping.

Michelada: i have fifteen minutes

“Just enough time,” Rosé grins as she comes up behind Denali, drapes her arms over her shoulders and leans in to kiss the shell of her ear and letting out a little laugh when the sensation makes Denali squirm.

A call comes through not even a second later, and they’re greeted by the sight of Mik shut in a bathroom, cheeks already pink and pupils already dilated with lust.

“That was quick,” Denali smirks, but Mik doesn’t respond. One look behind herself, though, and Denali knows why.

“He’s only got fifteen minutes, D,” Rosé winks, clearly enjoying herself as she continues to play with her own tits, trailing her hands over them and palming them while grinning like the Cheshire cat. “Gotta maximize on that time, right?”

Well. She does have a point. And it’s not just Mik who’s mesmerized by the sight in front of him; watching Rosé continue to tease, still grinning cockily, is absolutely tantalizing, and Denali can’t help the sudden urge to touch her girlfriend that runs through her, making her shiver.

“Wanna touch, angel?” Rosé coos, taking her hands off herself long enough to grab Denali’s face, tilt her head up to look her in the eyes. “It’s okay--all you gotta do is say please.”

She swallows hard, mouth going dry as she nods, eyes trailing back down to Rosé’s bare tits. “Yeah. Yeah, I wanna… Please, Rosie, please can I touch you?”

“Of course you can.” Rosé purrs, coming around the couch slowly, teasingly, before coming right up to Denali, giving her a soft kiss as she throws a leg over Denali’s lap, easing down to straddle her.

“Hi, baby.”

There’s a whine behind them, one that jerks them out of the bubble Rosé has created, and Denali suddenly remembers Mik’s presence over the phone, that he’s watching everything going on.

“I think our sweet boy feels left out, Rosie.”

The remark is as much a taunt as it is a reminder, and Denali can’t help but peek over her shoulder to see how Mik is holding up. Sure enough, he’s already starting to come undone, cheeks flushed pink and mouth gaping open as he takes in what’s happening before him. His camera obscures what’s going on below his chest, but Denali knows Mik well enough to know from his stiff posture that he’s just waiting for permission to let go completely.

“Is that so?” Rosé turns to look over her shoulder, clicking her tongue in disapproval. “Poor baby, can’t even be close to us while we have fun. I hope you’re not touching yourself just yet, angel—it’d be a shame to get this over with too quickly, don’t you think?”

Mik swallows hard, but shakes his head, sucking in a sharp breath that’s just audible enough to go straight to Denali’s core.

“No, mommy, I’m not.”

“Good boy,” Rosé purrs before turning back to the blonde she’s currently straddling, looking her up and down discerningly.

Not even a heartbeat later, she starts easing off Denali’s lap, clicking her tongue when Denali squirms at the loss, lifts her hands to try and stop Rosé from moving.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” she grabs Denali’s hands, gently places them back onto her lap. “I’m just moving so Mik can get a better view. See?” She sits gently next to Denali, wrapping her arms around her waist and pulling her close. “Now, what d’you say we get you out of this pesky shirt, huh?”

Denali only nods, rushing to throw off her shirt as Rosé creeps her hands between Denali’s legs, lightly teasing her through her pajama pants.

“I’d suggest you start rubbing over your pants, baby boy.” Rosé throws the command back to Mik without even looking at him, too focused instead on increasing the pressure she’s placing on Denali’s pussy while bringing a free hand to her tits. Denali hisses in pleasure when Rosé’s fingers trace around a nipple, pinching lightly and watching with glee at how Denali’s hips buck at the feeling. Mik’s dissatisfied whines only spur Rosé on, though, and she ups the ante by leaning down to give Denali’s other nipple the attention of her tongue, sucking and nipping at the hardened bud.

“Rosie…” Denali gasps, only for the redhead to separate herself from Denali’s tit, coming up to lock eyes with her as she shakes her head.

“Look at Mik, sweetheart,” Rosé murmurs, her hands still moving, still working Denali up. “Look at what a mess he is watching you.”

Mik’s face is screwed up in frustration, pouting mouth trembling as his arm moves lightly, teasing at what’s going on out of the frame.

“What do you think, D, should we take pity on him?”

“Yes,” Denali answers without hesitation, closing her eyes in pleasure when her generosity is rewarded by Rosé finally slipping her hand below the waistband of Denali’s pajama pants, dragging light fingers along the blonde’s already-slick slit.

“You heard her, baby. You can touch yourself over your underwear now.”

“Thank you, mommy,” he gasps in relief, followed by a shaky breath when he dips his hand into his jeans.

“Don’t thank me, thank Denali,” Rosé simply shrugs. “Speaking of,” she turns her attention back to the blonde next to her, “How ‘bout we take things up a notch, huh?”

Denali doesn’t have time to ask what Rosé means before the older woman’s fingertips are making contact with her clit, tracing fast, yet light circles around it.

“Oh, fuck--”

“God, you have no idea how much this turns me on,” Rosé’s voice takes Denali’s breath away, low and husky in her ear as she continues to rub Denali’s clit. “Watching you and Mik like this, already such messes for me… fuck, makes me wet just listening to you whimper.”

“Why don’t you join us, then?” The idea clicks into Denali’s head instantly, and she has to admit, she loves the way Rosé’s eyes cloud over in confusion for a second, the redhead hesitating for a moment as she tries to figure out what Denali means. It’s the perfect opportunity for Denali to reclaim some power, grab Rosé’s hands and push her back to flip their positions so that Denali is straddling her.

“Mik, baby, you can play with yourself for real now,” she turns back to the camera and winks before wriggling out of her pajama pants, grabbing Rosé’s wrists and pinning them to her sides before closing the distance between them with a rough kiss. Behind them, Denali hears something close to a thank you from Mik, cut off by a strangled mewl that tells her he’s already close.

That’s okay; this shouldn’t take long.

Denali’s hips move naturally as they rut up against Rosé, their kiss deepening steadily as the two move in tandem against each other. Rosé traces her hands down over Denali’s back, down to her ass, and smirks against Denali’s tongue when the blonde moans at the touch. For her part, Denali isn’t exactly being gentle, either; while Rosé uses her grip on Denali’s ass to push her closer, force her to grind down harder, Denali snakes a hand into Rosé’s hair, tugging at the strands just to make her gasp.

“Love it when you make those sounds for me,” she breaks their kiss to suck a bruise onto the curve of Rosé’s neck, almost moaning herself from the way Rosé’s hips stutter at the taunt.

Behind her, Denali hears Mik curse from the phone, and she’s unable to resist looking back as she and Rosé continue to move against each other, their pace staying steady as Denali watches the sight on the other line.

Mik is a vision, one arm slightly out to capture the sight of his body as he gets himself off. A sheen of sweat covers his forehead, and his lip is swollen from the way he’s biting it, desperately trying not to make too much noise. His hand works patterns on himself that Denali knows well, ones she taught him, ones she experimented and trialled and perfected on his skin. Watching him now, Denali can’t help but speed up a little, a cue that both Rosé and Mik seem to take as they match her pace.

“ Fuck ,” Rosé hisses after Denali turns her attention towards her again, knowing that if she watches Mik any longer, she’s going to come right then and there; she doesn’t want that. She wants to come with Rosé and Mik both, all together.

Luckily, she knows exactly how to speed things up.

“What?” she coos, tracing a finger along Rosé’s cheek, trailing it along her jaw. “Are you close, Rosie? Gonna come for me and Mik already? Aww .”

Rosé nods, whimpering as Denali’s touch continues to travel over her body, down the line of her neck and then tracing along her collarbone.

“You’re so cute, you know that?” Denali continues between gasping breaths, channeling every bit of focus she has to keep the ability to speak while keeping up with the rhythm of Rosé’s hips, now becoming erratic from desperation. “Always acting all big and bad, like you’ve got control, but you just need to be put in your place, don’t you?”

The moan Rosé lets out is positively sinful, and when Denali looks back at Mik, his face is so red, his hand moving so fast that Denali knows he’s about to explode.

Time to finish things off, then.

“I’m gonna count to ten, then you’ll get to come, okay?” Denali says it loud enough for Mik to hear, but she doesn’t wait for a response; she doesn’t have the patience to.

“One… two…”

When ‘ten’ finally leaves her lips, Denali lets go, crying out loud enough that she’s afraid someone in Mik’s studio might hear what’s going on through the bathroom door. But she can’t help it; Rosé continues to grind against Denali through both their orgasms, and by the time Denali comes down fully, she’s too tired to do anything but collapse next to the other woman, completely spent.

“Fuck, you guys,” Mik’s breathy drawl jerks them both back to reality, and Denali can’t help but smile when she sees what a state their boyfriend is in; his clothes are mussed and cheeks are flushed, and there’s a dot of blood on his mouth from where he must have bitten through his lip trying to keep himself quiet.

“All better now?” she teases, laughing when he rolls his eyes, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand.

“I mean, I probably look like a mess, but yeah, I’m not horny anymore.”

“Give it five minutes,” Rosé mutters to Denali with a wry smile.

“Hey, I heard that!”

“Go and get cleaned up, babe.” Denali swats at Rosé as she addresses Mik, who’s busy pouting at them. “Call us when you’re done work, and have a good day, yeah?”

“Alright, bye gorge.” Mik sighs, and then just like that, the call is over, and Mik is gone again.

At least, mostly; not two seconds later, there’s another ping, and Denali checks her phone to see another message from Mik. More specifically, a picture of him in the mirror, still a mess, smiling and blowing them a kiss.

Michelada: gonna be thinking about u guys for the rest of the day

Michelada: love u sm <3

It’s not the same as having him next to her, not in the least. But as Denali stares at the picture, feels Rosé shuffle closer to look at it, too, it feels like enough.

#s13 #denali x gottmik x rosé #gottmik #rosé #denali foxx #poly #trans character #f/f/m #smut #thrill me chill me fulfill me #writworm42 #tw mommy kink #rpdr fanfiction

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abditoryx-archive-blog · 7 years

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RO COMIGN BACK MORE LI K E

#HEART EYES EMOJI #AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #I'VE BEEN INTERNALLY SCREAMING FOR THE PAST FEW MINUTES #WHEEZ E S #RO IS LOVE #HEART EYES EMOJI X10000 #RO IS L I F E #!!!!!!!!#travaileur #❝ oh fuck ❝ // ooc

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y0itsbri · 3 years

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heart 😍 eyes 🥰 motherfucker 😘

right back at ya x10000 mel!!! 💞💞💞

#ask #gardenerian #i almost typed gardenermel :') 🍅#so so sweet

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heymeowmao · 4 years

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[Full] Our Song _ E11 (Last in rankings today (fourth place) will leave. Last episode next week.)

4:17 - MC: Na-jie is back with the team, and XZ can finally breathe a breath of relief. He finally let Na-jie come back and has withstood the challenges without her, right? But right now we have a different situation, which is that they haven’t met for a while. Tonight is an important match. XZ, you won’t let Na-jie only come back this once and then not again, right? XZ: Of course not! Na-jie and I have not felt the passing of time at all, we’re still as compatible as ever! NY: I have communicated through phone, and I always ask him how the song selections are going.

5:30 - MC: In order to pick our order today, we all went shooting. The only person to shoot a 10 was... /one day earlier/ MC: When you (XZ) film, you should have practiced this, right? XZ: Yep. NY: Ge, let me tell you. You might not win over him (XZ). While filming he’s been learning how to shoot. FYQ: Oh, he has experience? NY: Yes, yes. Be careful! XZ: Playing blind~

6:44 - WOW, Fei Yuqing shoots a 10 AND made it look so easy. 7:15 - XZ: NA-JIEEEEEE!!!! /shoots a 4/ oTL [total 18 points] 7:26 - FYQ getting ready... /Na-jie starts singing/ He misses. FYQ: Who was singing??! ZHJ: You definitely influenced him. 7:51 - NY: Let me sing another song. FYQ: /misses again/ [total 10 points]

8:32 - MC: Because FYQ’s skill is very good, he can give the #1 spot to another team. FYQ: Ah, number 1.... Who was it that sang “The Evening Bell of Nanping”? NY: /oops/ FYQ: Who sang “One Plum Blossom”? NY: HAHAHA

9:14 - MC: Team Na-Zhan will be the first to sing tonight. They’ll be fulfilling two expectations. The first is that Na-jie is back! What sort of stage will their collaboration bring to us this time? The second is that they had prepared this song a while ago but didn’t get the chance to sing (bc they passed into the next round already), and at the time I had asked XZ to sing a few lines. Since that time, the audience has been asking non-stop when we would hear the song in its entirety. Everyone. That time is now.

9:54 - XZ: Na-jie!!!! NY: What is this? We’re matching again today, too. XZ: Come quick, come quick! XZ: I really missed you. NY: You missed me? How did it go? XZ: Pretty good. I need to report to you my results. NY: I thought it was a payroll. XZ: LOL. This is our record for the past weeks. We got third place twice, but last time we got second. Pretty good. NY: Very good!

Na Ying x Xiao Zhan - 被风吹过的夏天 (Bei Feng Chui Guo De Xia Tian)

16:07 - XZ: /confused baby takes the fish from Na-jie/ NY: I’m sorry. MC: Na-jie. I’m sure in all your years on stage and in your life, you’ve never been gifted a bag of fish before, have you? NY: /giggling/ XZ: /still confused/ NY: You didn’t see, did you? XZ: ? NY: I dropped the fish. XZ: /WHAT?/ A: If he had seen I bet he also would have laughed. XZ: If I had seen I wouldn’t have been able to sing the last verse either

16:45 - NY: When we were practicing, XZ would only be holding an ID card. Look at this thing- all wet, and REAL fish. With water. I didn’t hold it properly and when I was walking behind you I dropped it. At that time- my heart shattered. NY: And then when I was sitting here, I held up the fish and then I remembered how I dropped them and I COULD NOT sing anymore.

17:15 - XZ: I didn’t know what happened. I thought I sang wrong, Na-jie! NY: You were great. You kept on singing until the end. XZ: I didn’t have any other choice

17:26 - NY: I’m really glad you didn’t see that. I really need to tell you I’m sorry. XZ: No, no, no, no. It’s his fault (the fish). It’s you. /pokes the fish/ 17:38 - A: We were laughing ourselves silly down here. I saw Huajian-dage over there... ZHJ: I knew it could definitely influence them, but I get more screen-time.

17:51 - MC: Let me ask HJ, do you think it’s alright to make mistakes on a live stage? ZHJ: Of course! In this world, who can compare to me in terms of making mistakes on stage? JYQ: Big Bro “Forgetting the Lyrics” ZHJ: Not only forgetting the lyrics. I’ve written a whole new song before. ZHJ: This has to be said though, Xiao Zhan has improved a lot.

Hacken Lee x Zhou Shen - 大会堂演奏厅 (Da Hui Tang Yan Zou Ting)

30:06 - MC: Hacken wrote the lyrics for this song in 1988, when he was just 21 years old. A lot of people know his songs, but I must let everyone know that he’s written lyrics for more than 80 songs.

Fei Yuqing x Ayanga - 新鸳鸯·蝴蝶梦 (Xin Yuan Yang - Hu Die Meng) + Ayanga in a Pikachu sweater. Never thought I’d see it.

37:55 - MC: I need to say, from my standpoint, the one I could see the most clearly was Xiao Zhan. It looked like there was something shining from deep within his eyes. XZ: I feel very touched. I felt like I could hear in the song a hopeful feeling. It was divine, and made me see “hope” and the “future”. It’s very abstract, but I liked it a lot. NY: As soon as FYQ opened his mouth, I felt (indescribable). I realized that in the music industry, he’s too superior. -- NY: I’ve been thinking to myself- how could FYQ not continue to sing anymore.[FYQ is retiring, after this show is over, he will not be singing professionally anymore.] At the very last moment, now here is Ayanga. When he stood there singing I came to realize that even when Xiao Ge doesn’t sing anymore, he could be relieved that Ayanga is there to sing in his place.

Zhou Huajian x Jiang Yiqiao - 虎口脱险 (Hu Kou Tuo Xian)

Na Ying x Xiao Zhan - 恼人的秋风 (Nao Ren De Qiu Feng)

1:00:20 - MC: Hold on! We need to confirm something first. Could the female singer please say a few words? (/confirm it is really Na Yin XD/) NY: He’ll talk first. Him first. MC: I really do not dare believe this is our Na-jie! Audience: Team Na-Zhan! x10000 NY: What about us? Audience: You’re great!!! NY: Do you think we can turn this around (win another round)? Audience: /cheering/ MC: XZ, tell me. Whose idea was this? XZ: Actutally, it was Na-jie. She said she wanted to pay tribute. MC: ??? NY: It’s because previously we heard Hacken and Zhou Shen sing the “Ye Lang Disco”. After I saw that I thought that we also should sing a song like that. I wanted to pay tribute to my 80′s. MC: XZ. When you heard about the song, did you not even hesitate for a second? NY: He ignored me for a whole day! XZ: No, Na-jie! I really was working! I wouldn’t dare (ignore you)! NY: I was thinking “Oh shoot. He probably doesn’t like it.” MC: Or maybe he got scared. XZ: Honestly I did hesitate at first. I didn’t think I would be able to control it. But Na-jie said she wanted it retro, and she explained her vision to me, and I was convinced. I said if we’re going to do it, let’s [go big or go home]. So we tried a retro style.

1:02:05 - MC: You know, with Na-jie.. it’s very rare that we have the chance to see you sing AND dance on stage. ZHJ: And she danced very well! NY: I really need to thank XZ for practicing the steps with me all the time. When we were sitting there, too, he was counting the beats for me. You all know that even when I walk normally I’m a little uncoordinated. So this (dance) was really hard for me. You may not have seen, but up there where the lyrics are, the choreographer was there, showing me the steps.

1:02:53 - MC: Let me tell you, ever since we started battling in teams, this is the first time that FYQ forgot to hold his pen and paper. 1:03:44 - ZHJ: I know you are all very happy, but have you thought about how we feel? (ZHJ x JYQ, who have to sing next). You two... do you have to be so cruel? NY: In this music competition, you HAVE TO be this cruel. ZHJ: If we could vote, I’d vote for you to win. ZHJ: I’m really happy and thankful to have made it this far in the competition. It doesn’t even feel like one at this point. We’re all here to appreciate each other. I really want to thank the two of you for letting us open our eyes and ears. Especially Na-jie. NY: This is not easy for me. ZHJ: You’re obviously someone who can just rely on your face... why do you have to sing so well? And why do you have to have such a nice figure? NY: Do you know how much I’ve suffered off this stage? I can’t eat all the good foods! YOU can eat a bowl of noodles, but I can only eat three strands! XZ: !! NY: And then I have to work out. I think if you still want to stand on stage, you have to maintain a healthy mind/body. ZHJ: We will still work hard! Watch out for us!

Zhou Huajian x Jiang Yiqiao - 其实不想走 (Qi Shi Bu Xiang Zou | Don’t Want to Go)

1:05:11 - NY: This title makes my heart hurt. ZHJ: We can only play the sympathy card now.

1:12:24 - MC: When I was conversing with HJ before, he had told me that there was a singer that he always wanted to sing with- that singer is Na-jie. NY: ?! Audience: /sing sth!/

1:13:13 - ZHJ: Work with me here, is there any of my songs that you’ve heard? NY: I can sing any/all of your songs. MC: Can I request one? Because the two of your teams.... only one will continue in the competition, and now you have to part ways. So the only thing I can think of is “ 让我欢喜让我忧” (Make Me Happy Make Me Worry)

多想說聲我真的愛妳 I want to say I really love you 多想說聲對不起妳 I want to say I’m sorry to you 妳哭著說情緣已盡 You cry and say the relationship is over 難再續難再續 It’s too hard to continue, too hard to continue

就請妳給我多一點點時間再多一點點問候 Just please give me just a little more time, just a little more greetings 不要一切都帶走 Don’t take everything and go 就請妳給我多一點點空間再多一點點溫柔 Just please give me just a little more space, just a little more tenderness 不要讓我如此難受 Don’t make me so uncomfortable

ZHJ: Wait, there’s more I have to sing

妳這樣一個女人讓我歡喜讓我(+們)憂 A woman like you, makes me happy and makes US worry (he changed the lyrics from “me” to “us”) 讓我甘心為了妳付出我(+們)所有 Let me be happy for you, give US everything

1:16:39 - MC: I’ve been listening to a song recently that I really like, and I’ve written down a few of the lyrics to share with you. I think it suits this stage and everyone’s thinking. We say that this society runs too fast sometimes. So how fast is it? [Lyrics to Zhou Huajian’s most recent release “少年” Shao Nian (Youth)]

有时候来不及沉淀　岁月总是跑在灵魂的前面 Sometimes it’s too late to rush, years go by passing faster than the soul 好在还有一点信念　陪我们完成每一天 Fortunately I still have a little faith to accompany us to complete the day 别忘记心中的少年　狂奔的勇敢的 Don’t forget the youth still in your heart, hasty, brave 最初的少年 The youth you were at first

MC: We’ve been waiting six years for a new song from Huajian. Could you tell us about this song? ZHJ: Let me speak directly. For people my age, it’s hard to walk into a record shop... it’s highly likely that there aren’t many songs we can choose to listen to. That’s not to say that the current music of the youth isn’t good, it’s just that when you reach a certain age, there’s inevitably going to be that generational gap. I wanted to be able to give people in my generation a choice. For the past six years I’ve been thinking about this, and it’s only in the past year that I realized that after having written eight songs I was always talking about the past, when I was young. That’s how I thought of the theme, the title- “shao nian.” When I finished making the song I found it interesting. I used the word “youth” to look at the faces of everyone around me. The people I know now, the people I’ve known for years, the people I am getting to know. There’s a youth inside all of us. No matter what age you are now, whether 60 or 70, there’s a youth inside you. Don’t hide them. Let them out.

Goodbye to Zhou Huajian and Jiang Yiqiao :’(

#Our Song #我們的歌 #i think lkq x zs or fyq x ayanga will win #straight up vocals #give fyq a grand memory for his start of retirement

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ajmichalka · 4 years

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review of the tour please!

damn ok y’all are eager

Overall I dislike almost ALL of the changes. They seem aggressively arbitrary and don’t make a lot of sense. The whole production is lacking a lot of tension and feels a bit disjointed at times. BUT I love love love love love love so many of the performances and am riding on a high of that. I definitely still had a great time and I do like a some of the new lines and if you see it you’ll still have a good time and the DNA of the show is not altered.

more specific thoughts under the cut

THE GOOD

- MK as Janis. I am so fucking blown away. She is perfect for this role. She’s the closest anyone has come to Barrett’s performance and she really makes it her how. She is having a BLAST and you can tell she loves and cares for Janis so much. Also vocally she is fucking incredible. There was a part during I’d Rather Be Me where @janisarkisians and I both had a full body reaction because we were so taken aback by her vocals. I also loved her chemistry with Eric they were v. cute.

- Megan as Gretchen. Her Gretchen is so funny and has a different energy than the others I’ve seen. Her What’s Wrong With Me in particular was a perfect balance of comedic moments while still feeling pretty sad. Overall one of my favorite Gretchens.

- Dani as Cady. So I’ve seen Dani in all her tracks on Broadway and LOVED her as Cady (before today her Janis was my favorite of hers though), so I felt like I knew what to expect. BUT I DIDN’T. She has settled into this role even more and made Cady completely her own and just given an even stronger performance. Her Cady is so soft and sweet and I just wanted to give her a hug the whole time. Her vocals were even more incredible than I remember and she did a fantastic job effortlessly leading the show.

- Gaelen as Adult Women. Gaelen’s Mrs. George is definitely also a hockey mom or something. GOD that woman is funny. Since we found out Jen is leaving for Company (which I personally love to see it for her) I’ve been nervous that someone new wouldn’t be able to live up to the comedic standard she’s set in this role for me but Gaelen did and I’m so happy about it. She’s very different from Jen or Kerry but I loved that.

- Adante as Aaron. First off: boy hot. Second: him during More Is Better made me care the most I have ever cared about Cady and Aaron and I am still in shock about it. I’ve never loved Aaron telling Cady that he liked the girl she was before because it always plays out in a very cliched trope-y way but it felt genuine and sweet and from the heart when Adante did it. (I’ve heard this what Curtis is like too I would like to see it Mr. Broadway).

- “More Is Better” foreshadowing. There’s a bit of dialogue in Apex Predator they added for Regina where she tells Cady that more is always better and it’s a fantastic set up for Cady using that same language once she becomes queen bee later on.

- The new memes!!! I love that they updated the social media posts and memes that pop up on the screen in the bit after Rockin’ Around The Pole. They had Instagram Stories!!! It was refreshing to see new ones. I’d love if the put that in the Broadway production too.

- kind of Stars. I LOVED how Stars sounded with MK’s harmonies and I like the idea of not just Cady leading it but it didn’t all come together for me. I think the blocking was a little disjointed (Janis and Damian go up on the platform and then run back down soon after?). Also I’m not totally sure what they’re trying to accomplish with Janis going up there because I think a crucial line is missing to set it up better which is...

THE NOT AS GOOD

- ...um where is Janis saying “I also did bad stuff” we need this

- PUT REGINA’S SOMEONE GETS HURT REPRISE BACK WHERE IT CAME FROM OR SO HELP ME

- They cut one of my favorite moments where Regina asks Cady if she changed her hair and she says she likes it. HELLO we need this to emphasize that Cady is becoming Regina (and also sometimes Taylor delivered “I like it” in a soft—read: gay—way and I am constantly yearning for that delivery).

- LET. CADY. THINK. I seriously miss the “Cady Thinks” (that’s what all of Cady’s musical asides to the audience are called according to what we have seen over the shoulder of the conductor at the August Wilson). They took them all out without really putting anything in their place and it feels so disjointed and choppy a lot of the time. They’re very vital to the structure of the show and I think it suffers tremendously without them.

- Jonalyn as Karen. I saw her as Karen a few times on Broadway and I liked it! But she took the aspects of her performance that I disliked and dialed them up x10000 and I came out of tour actively not liking her performance. It’s not really how I view Karen (it’s much more about her being dumb and dopey in a very goofy way), and it strips away a lot of the elements I love of Kate’s performance that I think elevate the character beyond the surface level expectations people have for Karen coming in. The audience still enjoyed Jonalyn though and that’s what matters, Karen’s always a crowd pleaser and Jonalyn is definitely still that. It’s just not my cup of tea when it comes to this role. (I will say the funniest thing Jonalyn did is fake laugh and roll her eyes when a man at stage door came up behind her and said “You’re not really stupid” I DIED)

- Mariah as Regina. I was fully prepared to love Mariah and then I didn’t and I’m bummed about it. Her vocals are fantastic and she looks amazing and she’s doing everything right on paper but it doesn’t come together for me. I think a lot of it comes down to what I think is key to Regina which is that everything she does is effortless. Nell has talked about that quality being the reason why they changed Someone Gets Hurt in DC because Regina doesn’t have to do as much she just is and with Mariah’s performance I can feel her Regina doing the work. She was by no means bad and I still enjoyed her (her reactions during I’d Rather Be Me were *chef’s kiss* which is a quality I value in a Regina) just not as much as I thought I would.

- Boy just a lot of the new lines please change them back

Overall, let’s take these performances and put them in the Broadway production

#maybe the best parts of the day were MK complimenting Janiene's Eagles hat and Emily and Megan ready to duke it out over who is the biggest #phew this got long sorry bout it!#also if anyone wants updated rankings lmk #katie speaks #mean girls the musical #Anonymous

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s7 canon divergence adashi hcs

iverson: is good to have you back for good this time, commander shirogane

shiro: thank you, iverson

they both look at lance and pidge reunite with his family till iverson steps to the side

iverson: i'm afraid neither me or sam has been able to get a hold on your foster family's whereabouts but i can guarantee there's someone who would be happy to see you

and he finally sees him, he sees adam, who is with his back facing him as he talks to the garrison cadets, sam nodding to the side with his head and mouthing "go"

adam is laughing at something rizavi said when suddenly they all straighten themselves up and salute, confusing him till he feels a hand on his shoulder, slowly turning around

"takashi..." adam’s hand immediately taking a hold of his arm, just to realize its not there, so he looks back at him, cupping his face when shiro smiles as if saying “hey, its fine”

rizavi, clearing her throat: oh, don't mind us, we'll just go over there to breathe some air, where its -you know- not thick with tension and stuff

even kinkade is smirking as they walk away

shiro, scratching his neck nervously: adam i... i wish we could have seen each other on better circumstances but-

adam: are you joking? you're alive, takashi. that's more than enough for me

keith coming up behind them with a shit eating grin

keith: commander

adam: cadet, or should i say ‘paladin’ now?

keith rolls his eyes but he's still smiling, going for a one armed hug

keith: careful, adam, i have a wolf

adam: its good to have you back, keith *then he looks at shiro* both of you

the rest of the paladins looking at them then at each other like "did we missed something?"

they keep sneaking glances at each other during meetings because they haven't had time to properly talk yet

while keith is used to it, this gets lance and coran's attention

when they go on that mission separated in two groups

lance, sitting next to keith: so, this adam guy

keith, turning to him: yeah?

lance, suddenly panicking not knowing where he was going: is he-? um, h-how did you guys meet, like-

keith: oh, he's shiro's-

veronica: we're here

despite having to run around like crazy all day, coran finds a spare minute to talk to shiro

coran: shiro, my boy, might i have a word?

shiro: is everything okay, coran? does sam need any more-

coran: its not about commander holt, its about you

shiro: i think it can wait-

coran: and adam. i might not be a wise old man, ah no, that was pops for sure, but one thing i know for sure is i know how to listen to my heart, and you should too, before its too late. war does not distinguish from man to man and neither does fate. take it for someone who already has lost so much. i’d hate seeing you walk the same path

shiro tries to ignore the glint in his eyes, the same one it was always there when he told the paladins stories about alfor, he really tries

adam is there when the garrison gives shiro his new arm, bursting into the room right after allura because he has seen shiro in situations like these so many times but now that he’s back he won’t let go, not again

adam thanking allura for bringing him back to him

keith in the background wondering how we would feel like if he found out it was the second time she did, but he figures out its shiro’s story to tell

SHIRO AND ADAM CO-PILOTING THE ATLAS

adam: whenever you’re ready, captain

shiro: *gay panic bass boosted x10000*

when shiro decides to leave adam stops him

adam: i already let you go once, i’m not gonna let it happen again

shiro: its different this time, adam. i have to

adam: i know, but going by yourself would be a suicide mission, so you’re gonna need a pilot *looking over his shoulder* coran, you think you can cover up for us?

coran, at the verge of tears looking between the two: yes, sir

cue to them yeeting their ship before it crashes into sendak’s

shiro: just like old times, eh?

adam: you and i remember old times very differently

sendak noticing adam is shiro’s weakness and using it against him

shiro: this is between you and i sendak, he has nothing do do, let him go

after the crash, sendak finds adam first

sendak: but don’t worry, your death won’t be in vain, it’ll be reminded as the last utterly pathetic attempt earth offerend before kneeling to my feet

listen, if allura’s crystal inside shiro’s new arm was enough to help transform the atlas into a robot i like to think it would have been able to give shiro his own personal bayard, spear right through sendak and fulfil his s1 arc

shiro, panting: i told you to leave him alone

adam, before lying back on the ground, breathless but smiling: you could have done that all the time and used it just now? show off

shiro, after transforming the atlas into a robot, smirking: now that was me showing off

adam: *rolls his eyes in gay*

veronica teasing them “knock it off, lovebirds”

after eveything is said and done they finally get time to talk

if i actually start that conversation i’ll never finish so here have this

shiro: okay, so, how about me, you, the atlas, tonight. we can talk this out. how does that sound?

adam: i don’t think iverson would like that

shiro: iverson doesn’t need to know

adam’s nose does that thing when he laughs and damn it feels like the good old days

shiro: what you say?

adam: i wouldn’t miss it for anything in the entire universe, captain

♫ caaaaaaaan you feeeeeeel the loveeeeee toooniiiiiiiight ♫

bonus

shiro, walking into lance’s hospital room: you wanted to see me?

lance, with his back to shiro and his arms cradled around himself as he looks at the red lion through the window: shiro, how did you knew you liked boys?

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