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Masquerade Madness

A little fun organised by @bodyswapmischief, and one of the only celebrity tf's I'll probably ever write! Enjoy the masquerade!

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The idea of a masked ball was, at least in theory, the type of event Henry should enjoy. He was a famous actor, used to being in the public eye and in front of a camera. Only, he was dreading it. His agent had signed him up to attend, and as much as he could put on the charismatic face for the press, half the time he would rather be at home than at another event. Reading, video games and even stuff like Warhammer, the star had always been a not so secret nerd. He always had eyes on him though no matter where he was or who he was with. As much as he loved his craft, it was times like this he felt like a break for a night.

That's where Kade came in. He often acted as security for Henry, so they knew each other well. For the last several years at various events and on the occasional filming set he'd been Henry's personal bodyguard; the two had become fast friends. Kade was the stereotype of the rough bodyguard too; bearded and tattooed with closely shaved hair, one look told you almost everything you needed to know.

“What I wouldn't do for a night off you know?” Henry said once he emerged from the bathroom after a shower. “Feels like I never get any time to myself anymore.”

Kade, who would be driving Henry to the event and accompanying him inside, nodded in agreement. “I know man, I get you. It's a hard job being loved and thirsted over by so many people.” There was a hint of teasing in Kade’s tone, one only he could get away with.

Henry rolled his eyes, but couldn't help the slight smirk on his lips. “Yeah yeah, I know. I'm thankful for everything I have, don't get me wrong. I just… I don't know.”

“Well, what if I said Henry Cavill can still show up at this event and you can take a bit of a break for the night?” Kade had a hint of mischief in his eyes when Henry turned to face him. “You don't get it, I know dude. New tech in the industry.”

“Out with it Kade, what on earth are you going on about?” Henry folded his arms and frowned, more confused than anything else.

Kade pulled a small circular device out of one of his pockets and held it up. It was no bigger than his palm and had what looked like a scanner of some sort on either side. Other than that though it was sleek high-tech, giving away no extra information on what its purpose was.

“Military tech they ended up not using and selling off. Was meant for covert undercover operations so I'm told. The two of us use this to switch bodies, then I go to the party as you and you can just chill at my side. How's that sound?”

Henry… didn't know what to make of that. It was absurd, it had to be. It was like the plot of one of the movies he'd find himself in, not real life. Yet, there was something in Kade’s eyes that said he wasn’t bullshitting. Henry knew Kade well enough to know when he was joking around, and this wasn’t even close to one of those times.

“I know it’s a lot to take in man, but think about it.” Kade said as the other man spent a moment processing the information. “You don't have to ‘turn on’ that public persona people expect and can just vibe as me. You know security at these things is airtight even without some of the personal guards like me there, you'll have it easy.”

Henry was silent another moment before responding. “You know what? Alright, let's try it.” He gave Kade a small smile before holding a hand out. “How does this work then? Do we just-”

Kade stepped closer and smacked the device he was holding down into Henry's outstretched palm before the celebrity could finish his sentence. A jolt passed through both as their hands came into contact with the plastic surface, now fully activated with two participants. In less time than it took either to blink, Henry and Kade found the world around them suddenly shifted. Where Henry had been standing in a bathrobe and mentally preparing himself for another evening at another public event, now he found himself looking back at that very same face. The one he was used to seeing in the mirror now stood opposite him with an uncharacteristic smirk.

“Having fun there Kade?” Henry said when he saw his own smirking face. The voice that came from his mouth being a different one was definitely odd, but seeing himself was moreso.

Kade in Henry’s body laughed. “I was going to say the same to you Kade, since I’m fairly sure I’m the world famous Mr Henry Cavill right now.” Kade turned back to the bathroom and went to the mirror, running his hands over his new face. He knew this one well of course from films and working with Henry, but he never believed he’d actually get a chance to see it looking back at him. “Man, every time I’ve done this and it’s still fucking wild.” He said to himself.

Henry had followed his own body to the bathroom and watched as his bodyguard inspected Henry’s own handsome features. The strong, stubbled jaw, piercing eyes and just the faintest hint of chest hair that poked out of the robe he’d been wearing after the shower. Like anyone, Henry could really understand why Kade was so fascinated with being one of the hottest actors on the planet.

“Oh, you probably haven’t noticed yet dude, have you?” Kade stepped back from the mirror and turned to face himself. “Something different you haven’t spotted, should have mentioned it before really but I didn’t want you to freak out about it.”

Henry frowned. He didn’t know what Kade was going on about, and he was on the verge of saying as much when Kade did something he didn’t expect. He pulled off the bathrobe and dropped it to the floor, letting Henry get a good look at his ripped, naked body in all its glory. His mouth went dry. Objectively he knew he was attractive, he always had since being in such a public position, but now he could really feel it. Kade’s familiar smirk was plastered now over Henry’s features as the man flexed and gave his chest a squeeze, all with a look in his eyes that said he knew exactly what he was doing.

“See, one thing they discovered is sexuality and attraction is mostly tied to your body.” Kade started to explain as he kept teasing and running his hands down over Henry’s hairy chest and stomach. “So right now you’re as gay as I usually am. Once you’ve been doing this long enough you learn to be able to ignore the physical sexuality, but for a newbie like you…” Kade’s eyes flicked down to the obviously hard bulge between Henry’s legs. “Sorry to say you’ll have to be alright relaxing as a gay dude today.”

“Y-Yeah, I’m sure it’ll be fine…” Henry mumbled whilst he couldn’t take his eyes off himself. “Guess I can see what everyone means for myself now. Are you always this attracted to me?”

Kade nodded. “Yeah, I mean who isn’t? But just like you don’t go getting hard over every attractive girl you see, it’s just the same.” He shrugged. “You learn to control yourself. Working with you is just business, not like I’m going to go over any boundaries that would be inappropriate.”

The mention of inappropriate boundaries sent other thoughts running through Henry’s mind. Thoughts of things he could do with men he’d never been interested in before, thoughts of things he could do with his own body. His cheeks flushed a brilliant pink for a moment before he shook his head; he had to get himself back under control. He was usually calm and collected, even if he was in Kade’s body and gay that didn’t give him an excuse to be ogling another man. Even if was technically his body he was getting an eyeful off and Kade was freely showing it off, it still didn’t feel appropriate.

“You should umm, get dressed Henry. You’ve got a party to get to, right?” Henry said in an attempt to deflect from the new stuff he was feeling. They’d made this swap for a reason, so he could have a night off and still make an appearance, so the sooner they got on with that the better. “Suit is in the bedroom.”

Kade let out a short laugh and a nod. “You’re right of course Kade. I’ll get myself dressed and ready to go, then you can drive me to the event okay?” Kade in Henry’s body turned and walked off in the direction he knew the actor’s bedroom was, all the while giving Henry a good long look at his muscular ass cheeks and how they flexed as he moved away.

~~~

It wasn’t long until the pair were ready and on their way to the party.

Kade had got all dressed up in Henry’s suit for the evening, including a custom made black mask by some designer he couldn’t remember the name of. He pulled the whole thing off well. Henry knew he would, after all he’d tried the whole outfit on days ago to make sure it all fit properly, but he hadn’t expected to be the one on this side of things. To be the one sat in the driver's seat of the car when he’d taken them both to the event.

Or to be the one trying not to look at how fucking hot hs own body looked in the suit his agent had picked out with the designers. Being gay because of the swap left him feeling all sorts of things, but chief among them was an undeniable attraction to himself. It was fucked up he knew that, but the drive over followed by silently following behind up the red carpet only hammered that nail down into the metaphorical coffin. Henry thought he was hot as fuck, just like many other gay fans had made clear, now he was almost one of them.

Kade didn’t make it any easier either. He showed just how good at his job he was as he smiled to the cameras, spoke to the occasional reporter and all round pulled off an incredibly convincing Henry Cavill. There were small things that only Henry could notice being off, but to anyone else they’d have no reason to believe he wasn’t himself as the pair made their way inside. And Henry really was getting a taste of the flip side of all this; he couldn’t remember the last time he’d walked down a red carpet and been as completely and utterly ignored as he was in Kade’s body. It was like he wasn’t even there. People moved around him like nothing, cameras flashed over his shoulders to capture anyone and everyone that wasn’t him; he was invisible.

The whole evening was more of the same for Henry. Or, for Kade as he made sure to introduce himself to a handful of the other security guards dotted around for other celebrities. It was strange at first, but the more he stood around chatting the more he felt like it was refreshing not to be recognised or idolised. He didn't have to “switch on” into his public facing actor mode like he'd been talking to Kade about earlier in the day, he could be his comfortable, relaxed self. All the while he watched from a distance as the real Kade in Henry's body danced and chatted and ate. All the things he should be doing but often found to be the exhausting part of being an actor.

“So, how are you finding things Kade? No issues with security?” The real Kade said later on in the evening when they got a spare moment together. Just a high profile celeb checking in with his security, that was all it looked like.

Henry nodded. “Yes Mr Cavill, all good on my end. I hope you’re having a pleasant evening?” It wasn’t hard to play the role of security guard for Henry, he was an actor after all.

“Yes yes, of course. All good fun events like these are, as you well know. And this suit is nice, makes me look good doesn’t it?” Something about the way Kade spoke with Henry’s voice was different to before. Lower, more heated. Maybe it was just to be heard over the crowd of people, but it didn’t feel like that quite. It felt like… more. “I’ve seen your eyes on me this evening Kade, and I want you to know I understand. Being so close can’t be easy on a night like tonight for you, if you catch my drift. One night, get it out of your system, if you think that would help?”

Henry couldn’t believe his ears. Kade, his long-term, always professional bodyguard, was suggesting something so… so sordid. This was a side of Kade he didn’t show for the sake of keeping to the job, but now something was crackling between them. Henry could feel it, a palpable tension in the air that he realised had probably been there since they first swapped earlier.

“You, You’re still gay, aren’t you.” Henry stated, since he already knew the answer. “You’ve done this enough that even in my body you’re still attracted to men… like I am right now as you.”

“That’s right Kade. As of this moment Henry Cavill is currently as gay as it gets, whether we’re talking about his body or his mind.” Kade said in that same low voice that Henry could now hear was dripping with arousal. Not one he ever imagined he’d be on this side of, or getting this turned on by either. “I get this is crossing a boundary between us, but I also get the sense that’s a boundary you’d rather like to cross right now, isn’t it?”

All Henry could do was silently nod his agreement. Since the swap earlier that evening he hadn’t been able to get it out of his mind. If he was a stronger person maybe he could have held back and kept things professional, but then wasn’t the whole reason he had agreed to this swap in the first place because he was tired of always having to put on the professional face? Always serving the public and never himself; maybe it was time that changed.

“Let’s get out of here Henry, I think for your safety you should let me take you home, there’s been a few suspicious characters at this party looking at you a little too closely for my liking.” Henry slipped himself back into the bodyguard role and smirked at Kade as he spoke; if this was his once chance to really experience this before it was over he wasn’t going to waste it.

~~~

An hour later, Henry was on his back getting his ass absolutely destroyed by his own cock.

“Yes, fuck me Henry!! Nnnghhh… oh fucking hell bro I never thought a celebrity could fuck so good!” Henry held onto Kade’s shoulders and let his moans freely fill the room, though right now it was hotter to imagine himself as Kade. To imagine for a moment that he wasn’t Henry Cavill having swapped bodies, he was this bodyguard finally getting fucked by the star he’d been protecting.

Kade, or Henry as he too found it hot to think of himself as, was much in the same boat. “Yeah Kade? Can’t believe I haven’t been fucking men until now, I’ve been missing out!” The current Henry shouted as he fucked down into the hole around his cock. He’d swapped with many celebrities in the past, but never had it landed him in an outcome as hot as this one. He was Henry fucking Cavill! The one and only, and with the former Henry getting so into addressing Kade by the name that matched his body it was easy to get lost in that fantasy.

The two kept going in that same rhythm long into the evening. Henry had fully embraced being Kade the bad boy bodyguard, so much so that when the former Kade above him moaned that name in his ear it didn’t feel at all wrong. It felt right. Liberating even. He wasn’t anyone in the public eye, he was someone completely invisible to them. And had one of the hottest celebrities on the planet cumming in his ass all night like an absolute beast. The new Henry had skills he never thought possible, the new Henry above him could do all the public stuff and fuck like the king Hollywood saw him as. It was giving him ideas already for their future…

~~~

2 years later…

Henry and Kade hadn’t looked back since that first swap.

The evening they spent together riding and sucking and fucking was one of the hottest either man had experienced. Enough so that the real Henry asked if Kade could make his body gay when they swapped back. He could, it turned out, leave his lingering sexuality in Henry’s body and corrupt it to be gay instead of straight.

Not that Henry spent a whole lot of time in his own body as it was anymore.

For filming and such he still stayed as himself, but that was about it. He still loved to act more than anything and didn’t want to give that up. But besides when he was on a job, Henry spent all his time as Kade instead. The name Henry had even started to feel slightly odd to him now he spent almost all his time as Kade the tattooed stud. It was far more relaxing than being his old self, and the pair made enough money to support them both just using Henry. The old Henry would do the acting, then the new permanent Henry would take over and spend the rest of the time doing all the publicity and stuff. Kade, as the former star now thought of himself, was more than happy to let his boyfriend take the spotlight when he was overall better at it than Kade had ever been.

The new and improved Henry had even gone to the lengths of coming out of the closet and introducing the world to his boyfriend Kade. If only they all knew the reality of the situation, but that was only for them. Henry Cavill, lost lusted after by gay men the world over, was now officially part of the gay community too, and it had sent fans into a frenzy.

Kade had got used to thinking of himself as a gay man now though. It was why he’d asked his boyfriend to make sure his old body was still gay when he used it for filming. Going back to being his old straight Henry Cavill self when he was filming had weirded him out for all of 48 hours before letting it get fixed up so he was gay regardless of which body he was in.

He loved his new easier life away from all the rapid publicity, and loved his soon to be husband even more for giving him this life accidentally. One last public affair to give the new Henry Cavill the proposal he deserved, then he would really be done with the exhausting side of his old life.

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seonghwaddict · 1 year

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★ NEVER SAY NEVER. [ 003 ] rock paper scissors.

synopsis. something about the eight most well-known boys of your campus just didn't sit right with you, so you never gave any effort to interact with them. but after a series of... interesting incidents, they can't seem to leave you alone. pairing. college students! vampires! ot8! ateez x fem! reader. genre. fluff, angst, eventual smut, college au, vampire au. chapter warnings. none, it's a cute chapter. word count. 2.3k

　　　　　　　　chapter ii // chapter iii // chapter iv

Surprisingly, you and Wooyoung agreed on most things when it came to compiling plausible ideas for the project. You worked together for an hour before he told you he had to go somewhere with Seonghwa and one of the guys you hadn’t met yet—Yunho?—in half an hour, to which you nodded as you continued writing down some notes.

Seonghwa joined the two of you at some point, coming down the stairs with his laptop so he could work alongside you, muttering something along the lines of “Hongjoong is working on something and I can’t concentrate” as he sighed. Though it didn’t take very long for him to retreat back to his room with a yawn having finished whatever paper her had to write.

Over the hour that you and Wooyoung worked together, he had scooted himself closer and closer to you until your knees were brushing against each other (but you didn’t mind, all this talking had made you reasonably more comfortable around him). At times he got up to demonstrate some poses he thought would look nice as you drew rough, blocky sketches of said poses. You showed him some of your own sketches, letting him choose what kind of style would fit.

At this proximity, it was very hard for Wooyoung to concentrate for longer periods of time. The perfume you wore had a divine smell that he couldn’t quite place, but if he had to he’d describe it as vanilla, a hint of something sweeter folded between. Every time he got a whiff of it, he had to stop himself from chasing the sweet smell. He also didn’t miss the way the beating of your heart sped up very slightly as he leaned over you to grab the pencil by your side, a fact that brought a smug smile to his face.

Since the final event for this project would be an exhibition in the gym, you both thought it would make sense to either do one big artwork or multiple smaller artworks to fill out the space dedicated to you. This was one of the things you couldn’t agree on.

“But wouldn’t it be so cool if you could do, like, a few sculptures and a few paintings of me?” He pouted.

“Wooyoung,” you pinched your nose bridge, “did you forget that I would have to be the one to actually make everything?”

“Well, no. But since we have like, 3 months to work on this I thought that would be more than enough time.”

“I have more—and better—things to do than paint and sculpt you.” You reasoned. “As the person that will be working endlessly on the actual artwork, I’d much prefer to do one big, impressive painting.”

Wooyoung rolled his eyes before staring you dead in your eyes. “Are you sure?”

There was a change in his voice so subtle you wouldn’t be able to place it. Even his voice seemed sharper and it sent a chill down your spine. He squinted at you as you hesitated to answer and suddenly seemed so much closer than he actually was.

You blinked and looked away from him, and he was pleased to see the tips of your ears dusted a rosy shade. “Yes, I’m completely sure I’d rather do one larger painting.”

And that is how you and Wooyoung found yourselves in what may be the most intense game of Rock Paper Scissors. He decided the first to three points would get to choose, and it didn’t take long for the two of you to reach two points. After that, you kept tying and at some point, you both stood up, dramatically turning around every time you had to show your weapon. But you continued choosing the same things and each time he’d throw himself on the couch, yelling before standing back up.

After a few more rounds, you finally got a winner.

Up in the bedroom he shared with Wooyoung, Yeosang could not fall asleep. Out of all eight of the men that lived in this house, he had the most sensitive hearing. So when his best friend’s car pulled up to his house and he first heard that familiar voice accusing them of being part of the mafia, one could only imagine the surprise he felt. The two of you had run into each other a few times and eventually, he noticed he was looking for you when he went to certain places.

The first was at a café he worked at five days a week. Of course, he didn’t really need the money, but he enjoyed the atmosphere. Dim lighting, music playing softly so as to not disturb the customers, potted plants anywhere you looked. On one of the days he was working, you came in with who he assumed was your friend, talking animatedly to the girl next to you.

He didn’t notice you until you came up to the counter to order, immediately endeared by your polite smile. Your friend was seated on one of the tables by the window that looked out onto the street. He took your order: One americano, one iced latte with triple sugar, and two eclairs.

“Name?”

You gave him your name and a small smile made its way to his face as he scribbled your name on the cups. You paid and with a nod, he asked you to wait by the pick-up counter. You watched him idly, rocking on your heels as you waited. The song caught your attention and you tried to memorise at least one phrase so you could find it later.

It didn’t take too long for both of the drinks to be made and he quickly fsíshed two eclairs out and carefully placed them into a white paper bag before handing everything to you, catching you as you took a sip of the iced latte and added in one more sugar packet. Before you left, you stopped him from turning around, a gentle ‘Excuse me?’ leaving your plump limps

“Yeah?”

“This song is nice, what’s it called?”

“Oh! Uh,” he pretended to think for a bit, but really this was his playlist and he knew every single song from the top of his head. “it’s Reflections by The Neighbourhood”

“Thank you,” your eyes flickered to the small name tag clipped to his apron. “Yeosang.”

The second time he saw you was in a quaint little bookshop. It was pretty much across the street from his café, so Jongho texted him to see if he could go a get a book for him when his shift was over. Of course, Yeosang wouldn’t decline his request so, true to his word, as soon as his shift was over at 7:30 in the afternoon, he made his way to the bookshop.

As the door opened, the kindle of a small bell signalled the arrival of a new customer. You were seated at the cashier, leaning your head on one of your hands while the other held your favourite mechanical pencil, drawing small sketches in your worn sketchbook, nodding your head to the beat of whatever song you were listening to. He recognised you immediately but decided to focus on finding the book Jongho needed.

With his phone in his hand, he looked between the title Jongho had sent him and the books on each and every bookshelf. Yet, he couldn’t find it. Deciding he should just ask you, he mustered up the courage and made his way to the front of the store, hesitating before calling out to you.

“Excuse me, um… Y/N?”

You were startled, but looked up at him and as recognition flashed through your eyes, smiled and took off your headphones. Unlike the last time you saw him, his hair was longer and he dyed it blond, but you still recognised him. You tried not to get distracted by how well this new look suited him. “Ah, Yeosang, right? How can I help you?”

He explained his situation and gave you the name of the book when you asked. You hummed and told him to follow you, walking to a section he swore he already looked in, missing the way he looked positively delighted by the fact you remembered his name. After you told him you wouldn’t be able to reach it, you told him exactly where the book should be and, lo and behold, there it was.

The next times he saw you (yes, multiple times), was somewhere he frequented almost as often as his workplace; the skatepark. You usually showed up with three of your friends and watched them skate around as you sat at a picnic bench. One time, in particular, he remembered you showing up in an outfit that nearly drove him insane.

It was different from what he usually saw you wearing, oversized and cosy, covering up nearly all your skin. But this time, while you wore an oversized knitted white sweater, you also decided to wear and black miniskirt. Thigh-high black socks hugged your legs and fitted especially snugly around your thick thighs. If he denied the fact that he thought of about a hundred different inappropriate things in the span of a second, he’d be the biggest liar to have walked the earth.

You sat at your usual spot, watching with a fond smile as your friends bickered and skated around, that usual sketchbook opened in front of you as you drew. After twenty long minutes of skating to get his mind off you (and failing), Yeosang decided to take a seat next to you.

“You draw a lot.” He nearly smacked himself for not coming up with something better to say. But luckily, you seemed amused, letting out a small chuckle.

“I’m an art major, I kinda have to.”

And from there you conversed for another hour about whatever came to mind until your friends called you over so you could go grab dinner together. You offered Yeosang to join you, but the biology major needed to get home since he had early classes the next day.

He sighed once more, throwing the blanket off him as he got up and pulled a random sweater over his head.

“No!” You practically cried out and fell to the ground in defeat, Wooyoung cheered and jumped around the living room in utter glee. “I want a rematch!”

“In your dreams!”

“What’s going on?” A deep voice interrupted Wooyoung’s cheering (and your mourning). His eyes found yours very quickly, offering you a smile. “Oh, hey.”

“Hello!” You got up from the floor and gave him a small bow, brushing the fabric of your sweatpants despite them not being dirty.

Wooyoung’s brows furrowed as he looked between you and the blond in confusion. “You know each other?”

After explaining how you two knew each other, you had to leave. Wooyoung had to go wherever it was he need to go soon and you were getting pretty tired. After wishing them a good night and exchanging numbers with Wooyoung, you stepped out of the house, bag hanging from your shoulder as you made your way to the front gate.

That’s when you realised you didn’t have a way of getting home and didn’t know where the nearest bus stop was either. Shortly after you stepped out, both Wooyoung and Yeosang came to the same conclusion. So, while Wooyoung had to go wake up Seonghwa and get Yunho, Yeosang rushed out of the house and took his car.

“Need a ride?” He pulled up next to you, his usual smile making the apples of his cheeks look extra squishy.

You let out a sigh of relief, nodding and getting in the passenger’s seat.

The drive to the apartment complex you lived at took nearly half an hour. For the first ten minutes of the ride, you and Yeosang caught up and whatever had happened between the last time you’d seen each other and now. You wouldn’t admit it to anyone, but it was quite obvious you already developed a small liking for the man next to you.

After those first ten minutes, you fell asleep with your head leaning against the window on your side. Yeosang could tell how tired you were and didn’t blame you at all. Spending so much time with Wooyoung can either be energising or exhausting, there was no in-between. So, he let you rest, head turning to make sure you were alright every now and then.

The steady beating of your heart grounded him, calming his senses and he was sure that as soon as he got back home, he’d be able to sleep without any difficulty.

As soon as you stepped through your front door, your housemate greeted you from the couch. “Hey, where were you?”

“I had to work on a new art project with a partner,” You yawned, making your way to the kitchen and grabbing a cup of water.

“Oh, how exciting,” Sangmi laughed, knowing you preferred working on your own. “Who’s your partner?”

Swallowing the big gulp of water you took, you answered, “Jung Wooyoung.”

Her deep brown eyes practically bulged from her eye sockets. She immediately demanded every detail. Sangmi always had a sort of admiration for Wooyoung, but an admiration that was less like a crush and more akin to respect.

She was also a dance major and often told you about how hard he worked during dance practice, describing the way he moved like art in and of itself. You had yet to see what she meant, but her words still set a high standard.

After telling her everything, you excused yourself and got ready for bed, changing into comfortable shorts and a white tank top. As soon as your head hit the pillow, you were out like a light with no hope of waking up any time soon.

　　[ lilo's notes ... ] and so you have found out who she likes :> sorry this update was a bit late, i kinda forgot to finish writing. but here it is! i love blond yeosang so much it's actually insane.

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pippin-katz · 8 months

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you may or may not be the person who needs to know this, but you're the only person I can think of to share this with, and if I don't tell somebody, I might explode:

so there are some similarities btwn Merlin/Arthur and Alex/Henry, right?

and like

Alex : Merlin :: Henry : Arthur

right?

so isnt it weird the both Nick & Bradley James are Libras, while both Taylor & Colin Morgan are Capricorns? and both pairs have a three-year age gap? and while they share the same signs, the 90s babies/RWRB pairs have their birthdays at the end of the month before their 80s babies/BBCMerlin counterparts...

just so many weird coincidences, and I had to share it with *somebody*! thank you for listening/reading!

Dude I feel you on needing to tell someone something or you’ll explode; that’s my life lmfao

Now regarding what you’ve shared, that is really fucking weird! Those are some pretty specific details for them to share. I’m not a huge astrology person, but maybe there’s just something about that pairing that works? Especially when they’re close in age?

Post Writing Note: This spiraled so far out of my hands that it smashed my plans for the day. I've been writing this since 9:30AM and I'm now finishing at 4:20PM. You have been warned.

Taylor and Nicholas

What’s crazy is that Colin and Bradley’s dynamic off screen is similar to Nick and Taylor’s.

While Alex is a loud and outgoing character, Matthew mentioned in an interview that Taylor is actually on the quieter/more reserved side most of the time. I was a bit surprised, but if you pay close attention, he actually does seem like he’s quieter than Nicholas. It's more noticeable in the draw-off video and their little promos with the teapot. He's definitely enthusiastic, but in a different way than Nick, who acts like he just took a shot of concentrated caffeine.

But you can also see it in the friendship quiz if you look for it. It's there in the way that Nick is more... I'm not sure how to describe it- maybe scatterbrained? Or ditsy? I don't mean that as an insult by the way.

It's like he has pent-up energy and wants to be entertaining for the camera, so he initiates most of the jokes and sarcasm, while Taylor is kind of just chilling. He definitely makes some jokes, but the ratio between which of them is the first to say something that starts a joke is heavily skewed towards Nicholas. He also randomly forgets what's going on, and goes off on tangents where he bounces from one thing to the next.

I looked and looked for GIFs, but I couldn't find some of the moments I'm talking about, so I'll just write them out:

Nicholas gives Taylor 10 points, and he's like "wait, wait, did I get it right?" and Nick's like "yeah" before immediately remembering that he got it wrong even though they had just had the conversation

Nicholas gets a question right and he says "point for Taylor" and Taylor is like "no, for you" and Nick corrects himself with "point for Nick", then jokes and points between them like "you're Taylor, I'm Nick, okay, got it"

Taylor asks the bonus question about the major sporting event in Indiana, and Nicholas starts randomly listing names, like "the Big Game, the Big Football Game, the Bowl, the Indiana Bowl, the Great State Champion Lacrosse Game of Indiana" instead of stopping to think or letting Taylor give him the hint you can see he's been waiting to say between laughs

Nicholas randomly starts being sarcastic or hyperbolizing his behavior when talking: - "Taylor is the one American person who knows where London is on a map." - "I believe you competed in [the Cooper's Hill Annual Cheese Race] yourself, didn't you?" - "I'll give him a point." Taylor laughs because it took a couple tries to get the right answer. "The points, they are bountiful and plenty. We don't have to be stingy with them."

Nicholas describing a corndog by holding an invisible "weird thing that goes on a stick" and pretending to eat it while going "nhgnhgnhgnhg" as he spins it.

He also reacts more to Taylor getting questions wrong than Taylor reacts to him getting questions wrong. There's the whole bit about the "chip butty" and "English fry-up" that leaves Nicholas acting all annoyed, whereas Taylor sort of just starts immediately helping him with hints when he gets something wrong.

Basically, Nicholas probably has some form of ADHD and it seems to manifest as hyperactivity. Nicholas being so hyper and enthusiastic is ironic considering how quiet and calm Henry is as a character. It's such a drastic contrast between them.

Taylor is much more chill. He's definitely hyper around Nick, but there is a difference in them. Notice how Taylor just watches Nick do his silly intro, but Nicholas starts making movements with his hands and expressions during Taylor's. Also Taylor was talking completely normally until then, when he ended up doing the point at the end.

Similarly, Nick is the one who starts chanting USA, and Taylor joins in. We obviously see the difference when they each summarize the film. Nick is basically a hamster in a ball speeding across a room with how he tells it, and Taylor simplifies it a ton and delivers it monotone; yes, it's a joke, but it still highlights the contrast.

Bradley & Colin

I'm using past tense with Bradley and Colin because we only have videos of them from over a decade ago, so they've definitely changed since then.

The thing is, Colin was funny and vocal, but there were a lot of times where he got quiet, and he always felt more reserved, in the sense of there being more to him than what he's showing. He seemed to have a lot of layers to him that you didn't get to see unless you actually got close to him, if that makes sense.

I wouldn't call him quiet, but like in the video diaries and interviews of him and Bradley, he always seemed much calmer than him.

Colin was always very funny, but he was also self conscious. During one of the behind the scenes quest videos, Bradley talked about how he and Colin would create songs together, but whenever he wanted to show someone, Colin was dead silent. Bradley actually turned to him as was like, "What, is it stage fright?" and Colin is like, "I don't know what you're talking about." in a way that clearly shows he's deflecting the question because he's nervous or embarrassed. Bradley pointed and was like, "And that right there is a perfect example of what I mean".

Merlin is very bright and outgoing (at least before he develops depression in later seasons 🥲). He basically had no shame about most things. When he met Gwen while in the stocks and covered in food, he acts completely normally, like there's nothing weird about it. Obviously, this boy waltzed into Camelot and called the fucking prince a prat to his face. He was really bold and openhearted. Colin always felt more closed off, even though he wasn't always quiet.

What's crazy is that Arthur is much more refined and serious than Bradley. It's not to say Arthur is never silly or unserious, because he is, but his default mode is very composed because he's a prince and later a king. Bradley was like a fucking hurricane behind the scenes. He was know for driving everyone a little crazy because he was so hyper. He got his video camera taken away cause he was apparently being too annoying to the rest of the cast and crew.

Wrap-Up

Here's similarities I thought of in a rapid fire list, including what you said and what I covered:

The brunettes are both the "quieter" or "calmer" of the two.

The blonds both play a prince.

The brunettes both play a character who came from a place of humble beginnings.

The brunettes' characters are both usually the one to start the insults/banter.

The blonds are the more vocal of the two about their affections and admiration for the other.

The blonds are both Libras.

The brunettes are both Capricorns.

The age gap is the same for both pairs: 3 years.

I am going to make an entire post dedicated to the similarities between Bradley, Colin, and Merthur, and Taylor, Nicholas, and FirstPrince, because I have more, but it was getting more into the characters' so I'll save those for later.

What was that you were saying about needing to tell someone something or you would explode again? Nah, not me, could never have that problem. I'm so normal about this.

Thank you for sharing, I have no idea what to do with this information, but I am glad I have it. It will now haunt me 😂

#red white and royal blue #rwrb #rwrb movie #rwrb thoughts #taylor zakhar perez #nicholas galitzine #merlin #bbc merlin #merlin bbc #merlin thoughts #colin morgan #bradley james #katz questions

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chaoticevilorange · 2 years

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600 followers event: confessions part II

Part I: Daichi, Oikawa and Kuroo

Haikyuu x reader captains + confessions

Ft. Bokuto, Ushijima and Kita

Bokuto Kōtaro

If you want to confess, you're going to shut him up first, because he's always pumped and wants to talk about nothing at everything

You can tell him or write him a letter, if it's a letter, he will go to find you real quick, because he wants to make sure you really like him like you said on the letter

When he realises he likes you, he would show off more

If you show up at any of his games he would smile at you every time he spikes

When he gets in his emo mode Akaashi will look at you with pleading eyes to do something

Those times you have to cheer louder and Bokuto will do his best on a blink

He has way too many ideas for confessing, like this guy has plans but they all get discarded soon as he sees you

Whenever he sees you his mind shuts down, he only can smile like a love struck puppy

So maybe he would confess on the heat of the moment

When I say the heat of the moment, I meant he would be on the court after winning

And he will run towards whenever you're sitting and yell at you how much he likes you

Probably will ask you to be his s/o right there

Ushijima Wakatoshi

If you want to confess... You have some huge ovaries honey, anyone would be intimidated by his sole presence

He's a forward and simple person, he probably expects the same o his s/o

As for him, I think he won't even notice he has a crush on you

I'm pretty sure Satori is the one who would point it out

They would be chilling on his dorm, Satori talking about mangas or some movie when you came into the topic

The redhead has his suspicions at first, but when he said you were too beautiful to be single saw Wakatoshi eyes widen

Obviously Satori made his mission to be a certified wingman

After practice Satori told you he wanted to go to see a movie, being friends of course you accepted

But when you got to the scheduled spot you only saw Ushijima after you both start to talk and waited for a while, Ushijima got a text from Satori, he won't be coming

He looked at you while his heart raced a bit and he told you his friend won't show up

After the movie he grabs your hands softly before asking if you're interested on being his s/o

This took you by surprise of course, but he asks in such tender and sounds so truthful... Just kiss him

Kita Shinsuke

If you want to confess to this boy can be via letter or telling him however I got news for you

He already knows you like him, he's waiting patiently for you to voice your feelings

As for him, he realises he likes you when he starts to think about you at random times

He would be focused on something, maybe cleaning or practicing and the image of your smile cames to his mind

After a few days he's conflicted, he shouldn't be nervous around you but it's the way you wave at him a simple 'hello' that gets his heart pump faster

He knows he likes you but his train of thought stops when he sees you

It's like his problems melt away and he's grateful how you handle the twins

He would drop hints about his feelings and will watch your reactions carefully before anything

I have the feeling he would be more analytical about how you interact with him if his feeling insecure

He might give you a letter even if he isn't afraid to confess, but he thinks is more romantic because he's not very expressive

If, and I mean IF he confesses telling you his feelings his words are soft and very polite

He won't ask you to be his immediately, but he would ask if you want to date

Thanks for reading 🐨✨💖

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Hi,

I'm making a dnd campaign with a pokemon module of 5e and wanted to use a bit edited version of Dotaku Island, Prof. Peach and the crew cause I like your headcannons and work nice with my idea of the inner workings of the Pokemon world.

Is it okay to use them?

It's a campaign with friends and we're not making any profit from it, but still wanted to ask cause now more than ever artist consent is important (even when nothing about this is goong online so normally people woukdn't ask, but I also wanted to say I've been a huge fan of your work for a long time so two birds with one stone ig).

Either way, thanks for showing your work to us here on tumblr and hope this ask isn't too weird :)

Haha sure go for it, I’m chill with non-profit use, and if you ever do post junk let me know so I can snoop.

Fun notes for anyone who may be inclined to do this: THESE DO NOT NEED TO BE USED NOR FOLLOWED, PICK AND CHOOSE IF YOU PREFER.

North is off limits, no exceptions. Being caught there will get you removed from the island on the first ship back to your original region. You will struggle to return here if found in the north. Patrols line the fences to make sure no one goes in, night and day.

Players will take damage if they try to touch peach in any way. Treat her as a high level monk/Druid, who 1000% will throw hands with u and your Pokemon given a good reason. Cold and distant to approach, pawns players off to other staff at any given opportunity. A hermit who will humour you if you can appeal to her better nature, or great desire to fight things. You may lose but it’s the trying that counts.

Wisdom saves (DC28) with Val if you try to touch her. Not only will you gain force damage if you succeed (half damage) or fail (full damage) to lay hands on her, but you’ll see horrifying illusions for a minute relating to loved ones. Frightened condition until a long rest, compelling you not to approach further. I cannot stress this enough. Penalise players for trying to touch her, peach will bluntly warn you once, after that you’re on your own.

Grey regularly hands out handy snacks that may help heal or buff teams. He is warm and open, a good person to approach for hints and tips. Notably found in his labs or out running errands, he’s always kind and gentle, unless that is you threaten his home or his loved ones in a severe way. He is scarier than peach when he’s pushed too hard.

Plenty of staff roam around to offer aid or information, ranging from gardeners, cleaners, shop staff, and specialist keepers who maintain the visitors sections.

A groomers, cafe, food stands, daycare, small fairground with rides and games, a hotel, lighthouse, port, greenhouses and of course multiple lab and practical spaces exist, amongst other interesting buildings.

The resident ranger can offer assistance but she is known to stay quite busy, and so getting her attention may prove difficult if it’s a trivial issue.

Adoption zones are the only approved areas to catch Pokemon, and even then it’s a process that requires a test and paperwork, so everyone involved is able to provide adequate care to the mons in question, and so they know any pre existing conditions.

The islands purpose is recovery, so human needs come in second. The Pokemon will always come first, a fact some visitors may have issue with. The staff will not care and continue to do their job without concern for this.

Year round events make the island busy and people are welcomed to join in with whatever’s going on, be it chilli cooking contests, fairs, pageants, board rental for the sweet ocean waves, or watching a migration pass by. There’s always something to do!

This is all optional, just have fun with it, and I hope your players enjoy! If they ask about it, redirect them to the blog so they can dive on into the content.

#prof.peach #ooc

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ciaossu-imagines · 3 months

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Personalization prompt #1 – Nix

So, for the reader appreciation day of the event, I used the first personalization prompt for the lovely Nix, who is always so encouraging! Their frequent likes of my posts and the asks they send in always make me smile, keep me encouraged and inspired to write, and I hope these little things help put a smile on their face and communicate some of my thanks to them 😊 Since I was already doing self-shipping headcanons for them in the KHR universe, I wanted to do a little something different for this prompt and, though I don’t know if they’re a fan of the series, because I can easily see them in this universe, this prompt is set in the Servamp universe!

Siblings: You have no canon character siblings, though I feel you have a younger sister in this canon. Best friend: Licht, Lawless, Crantz, Misono, Kuro Frenemies/Enemies: I do feel like you would be a little frightened by Tsubaki and his crew, just because of the things they have done in the storyline to people you so dearly care about, and while you’re scared, you’re willing to do everything you can to help protect your precious people. Also, while you and Lawless are quite close and you do grow a fondness for him, I do see the two of you initially having a hard time connecting with each other, but you eventually saw the good in each other, especially as Lawless becomes more open and accepting of the world. Crushes on You: I do think Licht had a childhood crush on you that you never realized. I also think you had some romantic feelings for him as a young teen that he never realized you had and so nothing ever came out of it, not that either of you would’ve risked the potential damage to your friendship anyway. First Romantic Relationship: Niccolo Carpediem Lost Virginity To: Eventually, I do see it being with Nicco, though neither of you are rushing into anything. Married/In A Committed Relationship With: Niccolo Carpediem Cockblocked by: Ildio, Cappuccino, the whole of Nicco’s family…neither of you can get too upset at them when they do though, because they’re normally both sorry, embarrassed if they obviously interrupted something, and either have something important to talk about or really did just miss spending time with the two of you. Affiliation: Civilian

Special Abilities: I do think you had the capacity to use magic that you never realized until the events of the story, mostly because you had little reason to. However, your output is very low, so you’re mostly only able to use magic tools like keys for defensive purposes.

5 Headcanons About Your Life:

You and Licht are childhood friends, right back to the sandbox days. The two of you really connected over a shared love of music and you support his music career wholeheartedly. You head to Japan to attend one of his concerts and that’s how you end up in the storyline and because of Licht and Lawless being Eve and Servamp, it’s how you eventually end up meeting the other Servamps and Eve.

Licht is one of the few people you’re confident enough to play and sing in front of, at least at first, and nothing makes him happier than to have you accompany him while he’s playing, either at another piano or with your guitar. He definitely encourages your playing and is always willing to give you helpful hints and to share new sheet music with you that he thinks you might enjoy.

Given Nicco’s love of music and dancing, when the two of you become close, you do grow confident enough to play for him and he loves finding you sheet music for his favourite songs, so that he can sing along while you play them.

Kuro and you definitely end up having days where the two of you just laze around, chilling at home, snacking and watching anime together. He’ll gladly introduce you to some of his favourites and enjoys it when you sit and play video games with him. Mahiru, however…yeah, he only allows the two of you to be lazy at his house for so long, haha.

Your caring and protective nature endears you to a lot of people, especially Misono, who hasn’t really had someone like you in his life. Because of that, and due to the fact that you don’t take his hesitation with crowds, his awkwardness with socializing and his early sleeping hours as bad things, he really does treasure your friendship. However, he doesn’t always know how to show it the best and so he might go through a phase where he buys you much too expensive gifts to compensate for not knowing what to say. Given your very money-conscious and frugal person, you understandably do reject these gifts and do everything you can to assure him that he doesn’t need to buy your friendship, that you’re happy with him just as he is.

#unrequested prompts #nix #servamp #servamp reader insert

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Hello! I just noticed that the 2nd season of tdl is out, and I just wanna ask if you have plaued it yet? And if so, what are your thoughts?

Hi! So I’m still on day 13, but so far I have noticed a few differences that I wasn’t expecting

More game-set circumstances!! For example without spoiling anything, there are some events that depend on the weather and I think the game randomly chooses the weather you get. That plays into who you’re most likely to run into for a date, of course including the options that you choose

Gifts are slightly different too—this time, if you get more than one gift you have to choose one, without knowing who got it for you. It’s same vice versa, so your gift might not get chosen if you pick the wrong thing 😬

I definitely had to spend more coins on hints and stuff this season

Older characters! Last season a lot of the participants where still in college and Euntae was the oldest at 27. Now the median is 26, including our girlie Juwon

More games!! Some games being a lot harder! Let’s just say there are more layers to some of them, and the dialogue options you choose throughout matters…

Juwon is very different from Yeonwoo! She’s more the “chill” type that kind of comes off as cold first impression? At least according to the participants lmfao but she reminds me of Soyoung

More tension with some characters? And I wouldn’t say drama but some game events really left me like 😮

This might be me, but I personally feel like some of the male characters are harder to understand. I’m definitely struggling a lot more to win some hearts than last season!

The female participants are pretty cool, I love their dynamic a lot! There’s definitely more of a friendship/interaction between them which I like. Honestly, they’re like an ideal friend group I’d want irl lmao

Overall, I still have a long way to go but it’s worth playing! It’s slightly more mature in a way…? I’m not sure how to explain it but the vibe definitely has less of that pastel pink and yellow fluffiness. It reflects on the ages of the characters, so it has its own vibe to it!

#did I mention that it’s harder 😣#I’ll keep you all updated though! I’ll definitely be playing this through at least 40 times like I did last season #picka #picka tdl #picka 30 days to love

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liminalpebble · 10 months

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Eddie's Education: Chapter 7

Minors DNI

Masterlist link

Chapter 7

Early October descended on Hawkins with a chill in the air as hints of orange and red peeked out from the foliage, promising a riot of color soon. This was Leia's favorite time of year, and it cheered her up to see the grinning faces of more and more jack-o-lanterns popping up on front porches each day she walked past.

The smell of bonfires, the caramelized sugary aroma of toasted marshmallows, and the sharp scent of crisp apples wafted around her as she strode down the lanes and side streets to and from work. It occurred to her that, though she would never drive again, she rather enjoyed the view of the world as one walked. It was slower, more physical, more contemplative. She liked to observe and thought best on her feet while trudging the anxiety out of her muscles.

From the sidewalk she could hear laughter from backyard parties. Costumed keggers and barbecues, football games, farmers' markets, charming haunted houses, and corn mazes made their appearances and she was beginning to feel her old itch for the seasonal fun. She liked these events (well, except for the football games) and had forgot this about herself during her time with Sam. Leia fished through her mind, searching for other joys she had forgotten, finding all kinds of things; horror movies, and dance lessons, and drawing, and museums visits, and comic books. How had she forgotten so much about herself...about who she is and what she wanted?”

Suddenly, in the torrent of recollection, she remembered that she used to love hiking and exploring abandoned buildings. She loved the exhilaration of trudging through the woods, or long abandoned places and had yet to explore the forested or forgotten Indiana trails. She wondered if Eddie liked hiking (or at least getting high in the woods) as much as she did. Down girl, she warned herself, you don't stand a chance with him.

But she really, really, wished she did, and today as her feet traversed the pavement she found herself vacillating in that ever-present argument with herself. Every time she considered that soon Eddie would get his GED and no longer be a student, theoretically allowing her to move closer, something would pipe up from other parts of her mind.

Well what if he wants to come back and get his associate's? Then I might even be his instructor and that would be so so wrong.

What makes you think he would like you anyway? If he did, wouldn't he have made a move already?

The more negative these sentences became, the more they sounded like Sam. She sighed as she thought about her ex. Leia could almost see him adjusting his retro glasses as he looked down his nose at her. She remembered his clipped voice as it said, “How far do you really think you can get here? You'd have a better chance in Hawkins, anyway. Compared to the locals you'd seem like an intellectual giant. It'd be easy.”

She'd said, “Sam! That's a fucked up thing to say! Just because it's a small town doesn't mean everyone's a hillbilly and an idiot...and what do you mean 'seem'.” She crossed her arms and frowned.

He ran an agitated hand through his pretty mop of glossy red hair, as if her words were flies he could shoo off with flicks of his fingers. He was always vain about his rare hair, and his striking green eyes, and his delicate elvish features, but pretended very hard not to be. “Come on, Leia. It's not my job to bolster your fragile ego. We both know you're not stupid, but you're not Einstein. Don't give me that look! We need to be mature about critiques. We have a more evolved relationship than these people who throw flowers and candy at each other and pretend like the other person is some kind of god or goddess. Relentless honesty is best, even when it hurts,” he declared proudly, flipping pages as he talked to her, not even bothering to meet her eyes. She couldn't help but notice how this constant nitpicking only ever seemed to go one way in their relationship.

“Save it for your paper on Hemingway, or when you're jerking off to Bukowski or some other dead pretentious asshole,” she said in a tone teetering between playful sarcasm and genuine anger.

“Ouch...jealous, are we?” he'd asked with a disarming smile, as if it had all been a joke she was just a bit too dim to see the humor in. Sam Huxley had convinced her that she had no right to be hurt, so she pretended not to be and laughed it off with him. Being with Sam had taught her keep the pain to herself and nurse the wounds he inflicted in silence, to not show weakness or need. He praised her practiced stoic nonchalance after he would mercilessly pull apart her thesis, or her body, or her hobbies, or her tastes. It was the only time he ever praised her. She mastered this controlled response, eventually training herself to stop feeling anything about it at all, or having any preferences, because his came first. And she hardly came at all. Her family just thought he was “making her stronger” and liked him for it. They recognized their own impossible expectations for her in his, so it felt right and reinforced their every belief.

When he'd suddenly broken up with her and told her he was staying in Chicago, with no preamble or warning, she cried in front of him for the first time. He responded angrily, snipping out, “Why do you have to cause a scene and try to make me feel bad, as if I've done something wrong? If a man wants to be great he cannot be weighed down by these foolish traditional constructs. I have so much further to go still, Leia. I know you're smart enough to see that, right? I can't waste my potential with you hanging on my arm.”

She had only nodded. Sniffing her tears away brusquely, she immediately began packing. As she sorted the accumulated evidence of her life over the last 5 years, it felt as if she was packing someone else's things. Leia wasn't sure who this person was. There were only meager scraps of evidence among her belongings indicating what she actually liked and wanted in life; long-unworn dance shoes, an abandoned sketchbook, snapshots from forest hikes...things that were a part of who she was before Sam remade her, Pygmalion-style into what he could tolerate...but apparently couldn't anymore.

Those things were so few, so small, and buried like corpses in the bottom of her drawers. Here lies my dead ambitions, she thought with a smirk through her tears. In the collection she discovered an antique photograph of her great-aunt and namesake; the original Violetta Vespero. Her dark eyes burned like coals as she stood in a black halo of thick hair, rebellion blazing and coloring her expression even through the drab grayscale. She had been a suffragette, an Italian aristocrat turned fiercely independent and decidedly socialist. She never wanted children and never had them, insisting on a scholarly career in a world of people telling her she couldn't. Leia sighed, wishing she believed in some kind of spirituality, wishing she could call upon her like a patron saint of feminism to help her through this.

What would she think of me? A weak woman who did whatever a man said for 5 years and then was thrown out like an old pair of shoes? She'd probably be disappointed, just like everyone else in this family.

By May, she found herself standing in her empty new apartment in Hawkins with just a few moving boxes, packed with the little pieces of herself, to keep her company. She let out a long sigh, staring at the empty room. Digging out the photograph of Violetta she whispered to it, “blank slate,”as she placed it reverently on the table.

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Eddie walked down the basement hall of Hawkins community college coming from his science class, when he heard a familiar low sweet voice reading aloud. He felt a little jolt of giddiness when he realized this must be her English class. He'd never seen her teaching in her element before so he risked peeking in, hoping he wouldn't disturb her.

The lights were out except for some fake candles on the floor with paper decorations around it to make it resemble a campfire. All the students were sitting cross-legged around it. Eddie would think that these adults would be rebellious and resistant, or at least take a nap in the darkness, but in the dim light he could see all eyes were on her as she read with a flashlight. He grinned so hard his cheeks hurt. It was amazing that she could do this; convince grown-ups to enjoy ghost stories by the campfire like little kids, determined to make it a game.

Legs crossed and pumps discarded behind her, she read from The Haunting of Hill House, by Shirley Jackson:

Eleanor looked up, surprised; the little girl was sliding back in her chair, sullenly refusing her milk, while her father frowned and her brother giggled and her mother said calmly, 'She wants her cup of stars.' Indeed yes, Eleanor thought; indeed, so do I; a cup of stars, of course. 'Her little cup,' the mother was explaining, smiling apologetically at the waitress, who was thunderstruck at the thought that the mill's good country milk was not rich enough for the little girl. 'It has stars in the bottom, and she always drinks her milk from it at home. She calls it her cup of stars because she can see the stars while she drinks her milk.' The waitress nodded, unconvinced, and the mother told the little girl, 'You'll have your milk from your cup of stars tonight when we get home. But just for now, just to be a very good little girl, will you take a little milk from this glass?' Don't do it, Eleanor told the little girl; insist on your cup of stars; once they have trapped you into being like everyone else you will never see your cup of stars again; don't do it; and the little girl glanced at her, and smiled a little subtle, dimpling, wholly comprehending smile, and shook her head stubbornly at the glass. Brave girl, Eleanor thought; wise, brave girl.”

Leia closed the book, marking her page, and passed the reading flashlight to the student next to her saying, “Okay, before we read further, what do you think this means?”

Hands went up, and she picked one. “I think...I think it's about not letting people walk all over you and saying what you want. Like Eleanor was shit on her whole life, you know, and now she's finally putting her foot down and doing what she wants.”

“Great interpretation, Frank. Thank you. Anyone else have thoughts about that?”

Eddie watched, smitten, warm eyes full of pride and admiration. In the darkness she hadn't seen him, which he was glad for, sliding back out as quietly as he had peeked in.

Yeah, Leia, don't let them take your cup of stars, Eddie thought as he walked on. You deserve the whole sky, sweetheart.

@sunflowerdaydreamer

#eddie munson x ofc #eddie munson fanfic #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #eddie munson

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nbmahoushoujo · 1 year

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Why You Should Vote For Taliyah In The Pink Mahou Poll

I present to you: my daughter

For those who weren't there to put up with my incessant Star Guardian posting during the Star Guardian event of 2022, Taliyah is a League of Legends character who has a skin in the Star Guardian skin line, which is a magical girl au. Regular Taliyah and Star Guardian Taliyah are characters in different universes, but regular Taliyah is the base character so context about her is important!

Taliyah was released in 2016, and she was a unique addition to the champion roster as one of the very few female characters to have distinct facial features. She's a mage with the title of 'stoneweaver' as her powers allow her to essentially be an earthbender (to my understanding, I've never watched ATLA) and she makes rocky waves which she surfs along! She's a kind and caring person who values community and protecting those you call family. She's a teenager in the game and her lore on release, but by the time of the most recent story she's been in, she's in her early twenties.

The writers and artists at Riot who designed Taliyah originally intended for her to be trans. But this was before Riot started allowing their characters to be canonically queer (they've got a handful of gay champs now but still no trans champions), so it did not happen. Since then, there's been a lot of little hints here and there for queer people to pick up on, and she feels very trans coded.

Which Brings me to Star Guardian Taliyah! Star Guardians are a skin line in the game that was popular enough to get some story content.

I have a long comprehensive guide to Star Guardian media here that I made during the most recent Star Guardian event! Read it if you might have an interest in Star Guardians, but it's not needed to appreciate Taliyah.

Taliyah in this universe is a teenage magical girl who is shy and meek at school, but when transformed she finds confidence within herself. She feels more like herself in her magical outfit than she does without it, and her storyline is about finding how to discover and express her true self.

She's also a nerd who likes going to maid cafes and is a very competitive gamer!

During the event, Riot released a playlist in collaboration with various artists, with Star Guardian Taliyah being the face of it. Put it on in the background sometime if you like chill, cute study music and that sort of stuff. More Importantly, Taliyah is animated through the whole video (along with Star Nemesis Fiddlesticks) and she does a cute little dance. Please look at her dance.

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In conclusion:

Pros of voting for Taliyah:

Every vote for Taliyah is a vote for trans rights

She is literally the cutest

It would make me very happy if she made it through even a single round <3

Cons of voting for Taliyah:

League of Legends sucks - yeah I can't argue with that, but consider that she is too good to be confined by the toxic game, and the actual artists behind her creation care a whole lot about her!

#millie.txt #polls #i love star guardian taliyah because the specific way she's trans coded #is the same way i feel about magical star #the idea of one's gender expression being tied to a magical girl transformation is one of my favourite things ever #Youtube

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Alright bisch , im doing this

*slams my resume on your desk

K so Hi! I'm Noodles as you know by now and I go by she/they . Currently unemployed and finishing school and 18 years old.

Appearance wise I'm pretty lanky and tall(5'11) with short grey hair and blue eyes. I wear shit ton of hoodies and casual clothes that are more practical than for looks. (Side effect is I have always smth in my pockets like pens or money or gum, it's like Blackhole)

This feels weird talking about personality but hey whatever dhdh. I'm clearly an introvert but surprisingly I can thrive in social events too. I can easily talk to strangers and I would say even charm them if I put my mind to it , it just simply has a limit and after a while I fizzle out and feel like not talking. I like to give people things and help in any way, it brings me more joy than anything which translates into not handling affection well. I'm pretty chill and laid back compared to some people , I don't involve myself into dramas or issues since I prefer to watch afar. Even though I secretly might wanna punch some people who can't take the hint.(Violence is the answer sometimes kids) It's surprising how chill and unbothered I am but when shit goes down and I'm fed up I take the reigns and tell people what to do cause they're indecisive morons. It's not often but it fills me with pride when I can take the lead like this and people believe in me to be leader.

(I did the test but it's confusing a bit? If u know the other personality test I'm an INFP but thats a bit old now)

Some of my hobbies include drawing a shit ton of small doodles but never having the patience to stick with one piece too long. Piloting I would also consider a hobby , and reading and playing video games too in spare time. But lately taking walks has taken a big part in my life I have come to enjoy them too. I do bite my nails a lot unfortunately, old habit eeee

Likes and dislikes sheesh okay uh. I like people who don't lie about their feelings. Hate lies with passion. Those small white lies don't bother me but stuff like hiding your feelings and lying to another person's face whenever u like em or not makes my blood boil. I hate blueberries, lavender and coconut , Oblivious people and of course The current capitalistic system .

I like rats , snakes , birds ,cats and dogs of course . Creating anything brings me joy, whenever it be art , writing or even just ideas. My hands need to keep doing smth and creating is one way to do it. I also like winter and cold somehow , better than heat for sure

(U can go nsfw too but Its not a requirement btw heh)

(And for characters not to match with I don't think I'm comfy with mori much or nikolai sorryy)

Thank you for doing this event hon, and thank you for letting me participate , lov uuuuuuu

⚞ noodles x chuuya ⚟

⋆ ok first of all i know you dont like pink but i think its cute so suck it up

⋆ second of all. i rly wanted to be more creative and give you someone not super obvious but chuuya just works so well like that is ur man

⋆ third of all you will always be shipped with me above anyone else ok u know this

⋆ he is so fucking. gender. and sexy we discuss this often

⋆ above all else you are a fucking people pleaser even to ur own detriment dkfjdkjdf and i truly think chuuya is among the few people who wouldn't abuse this. he'd entertain you because he knows its fulfilling for you, but make sure you arent running yourself dry

⋆ he would indulge in your praise kink at every turn. not even just sexually although he def would be telling you (depending on position/situation) how sexy you look or how good you're being or how good ur fucking him

↣ in everyday life too! how much he appreciates you and how thankful he is for u. behind closed doors this man is so fucking soft no matter how steely he acts in front of others.

⋆ chuuya will so let you peg him in fact he will request this

⋆ chuuya is also not a liar (irl, probably lies his ass off to PM ppl) and really wants someone who he can trust to always be honest with him, because he def has trust issues.

⋆ he will not hide his feelings either. again he probably has a good ass poker face just bc . pm exec and all that but he will always be so straightforward because that's just how he is. you'd never have to worry about him stewing silently or secretly being pissed off

⋆ it irks him so bad how much taller you are but he tries to not let it get to him too bad dkfkdjkjfkj

⋆ "violence is sometimes the answer kids" i am 100% positive he has said that before at some point in his life

↣ he'd be a horrible enabler tho like you'd be ranting how much you want to kill a peer/coworker and he'd be like fucking do it. whats stopping you and ur like PRISON IS ??????

⋆ he's the same when it comes to avoiding unnecessary drama. he thinks it's dumb as fuck and has absolutely no interest in getting involved. but he does like shit talking with you at home fjkdfkjdfj or going on rants abt how much he fucking hates dazai and ur sitting on the couch as he paces around the room like. uh huh yes honey for sure

⋆ you'd def always be drawing or doodling sketches of him and the paper ones he'd keep all of them and store them bc he finds it so endearing

⋆ chuuya is the same exact way when it comes to an introvert that's able to be charming as fuck. like you'd be able to attend dinners or parties or whatever and charm everyone there but you leave after like an hour fkdfkdkjfdjk and then sit in silence on the couch watching tv to recharge

⋆ i dont think he'd be great about letting you be the leader/taking the reigns in situatiions honestly but you'd also completely trust him to not be a fucking idiot and trust his decisions so does it rly matter

⋆ why do you hate lavender. i love lavender. chuuya probably loves lavender

⋆ your ability to stay unbothered would be really good for him and his incredibly short (like him) temper. you'd be like the only person who could calm him down and get him to chill the fuck out literally please do this my guy is so high strung sometimes

⋆ he'd absolutely fucking obliterate your ass in any video games

⋆ power couple. can i be the third pls

⋆ IM SORRY I JUST CANT DO NSFW ABT YOU WITH ANYONE ELSE EVEN IF ITS FICTIONAL FJDJFJDF

⋆ love u

#:D #i wanted to add a keep reading but it kept glitching out sorry guys #chuuya x reader #matchmaking

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whatudowhennooneseesyou · 2 years

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Hi!

Honestly I'm a conventionally attractive person, it's more so I guess how you feel (and trust me I have huge self confidence issues) but the times my brain hits the "I'm the shit" button it does miracles 😂 Also I'm 25 so I'm a year older than you I believe!

The fwb was a forbidden romance kinda trop imo lmfao and he also holds a special place for me cause he was my first for literally everything and he did set some standards high for certain things.

Since a lot of things happened I think I'll share them one by one.

So the beginning of our fwb situationship was ironic and funny. I had met this guy a few years prior meeting him again when we started getting closer and I just ignored him lmaooo. He then started dating my friend or at least that's what she was saying and one day she comes crying and saying he loves her but his mother is an issue and if it weren't for her he would have stayed with her.

I was mad. So fast forward a week or two she's like wanna grab something to drink with me the guy is also gonna be here. Of course when I saw him I greeted him with "Hey you asshole" which had him questioning what was going on.

My friend was like oh chill it's all good between us. And I was like how when you basically was crying and saying all this shit before?? So I was awkward ngl and I don't how or what happened but I'll let you guess how it started again...

Hint: choke hold guy event

A tickle fight started between us all lmfao. And well I run our of the coffee shop we were in and my friend and he came and basically he tackled me to the ground. In front of so many people.... and started tickling me.

And for me a competitive and bratty person I was like GAME ON DUDE. At one point he got me pinned face front against the door of a building and he was behind me, squishing me with his body and tickling me. My friend was like yo guys chill!

And at one point (that was HILARIOUS), he had grabbed both of my wrists and a big dude came over at us and he looked my to be fwb and told him "What's going on here?" And we both froze, looked at each other and we both were like nothing, we're just messing around. The dude was like "That's not a way to treat your gf" and left.

So I got embarrassedddd (like girl you should've felt that way earlier lmfao) and I was like it's time for me to go but it's not over dude I'm gonna get my revenge!

He asked my friend for my number when I left and she got JEALOUS, in a vivid way like don't you dare do anything with her. He reassured her I wasn't his type whatsoever and that's how the first important meeting went 👏🏻

Oh as for the guy that wasn't a good guy my friend said he was sleeping around a lot and he didn't elaborate much on why the guy isn't good. He only said he wanted to protect me but there's a whole lot of things that happened with my friend from fwb to trying to see if we want a serious relationship with lots of on and offs and lots of romance I won't forget either 🤧 (he's actually the only guy of these three I still talk to and see and the last time we met he picked me up bride style to show his strength lmfaooo)

-🐇

Wait 🐇 anon, i have so many questions.

You're a 97' liner right? What's your rising and venus sign? that will give me insight into how you flirt and pick up some tips.

How old were you with fwb 'forbidden romance' situation?

Do you have any advice on how I can make my 'first time' a great experience?

Okay, so if the chokehold guy is not the guy you were having 'fwb' with, did he get major possessive and decide to stake his claim? And then is that how the fwb thing happened again? I'm trying to figure out because I have never had a man possessive or jealous of me (at least that has told me).

Wait, I'm trying to imagine how you were on a busy street in front of a building being tickled randomly, like did no one say anything? If I was a random stranger walking past, I'd be like 'wtf is going on here' ahahah, i would have been so confused.

The guy you were fwb, your friend asked for his number and she got jealous to which he said that YOU were not his type? Is that what I'm hearing? Because if so, that's a c**t move right there.

I mean, if he's trying to pick you up bridal style, I think that means you still have a shot right? It's giving me real himbo vibes right there.

I'm sure you're a beautiful person both inside and out, so please give me some flirting advice, I wish I could show you how badly I am at flirting but just trust I get super awkward and overbearing.

#🐇 anon #the more scenarios you say the more questions i have #like this is a kdrama episode right here #this is the real spill the tea shit i love #whatudowhennooneseesyou anon asks #whatudowhennooneseesyou hard thoughts

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lozmastermm · 10 months

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Security Breach Ruin is meh. It feels like a story written between 2 children with a dev team desperately making a game around it.

I think the AR concept was plain and simple, the least thought out concept for their base-game to work off of. Who the hell at the meeting said "Let's double the assets and map workload" when they barely can handle a linear gameplay segment.

Speaking of linear, it's insanely linear, which is fine on it's own, but it's just so painfully shoving you forward you never feel like there's anything to take in. And there isn't. The artistry is okay in some aspects, animations are amazing as always, but the entire pizzaplex feels like it's made to serve the purpose of gameplay in the laziest way. Nothing feels designed as a segment, it feels like they had one idea for gameplay, made a bunch of counter strike maps, and forced the one gameplay they have into it.

The voice acting is frustratingly poor, I'm willing to bet due to direction, the main character sounds like the fakest old lady trying to do as cutesy and genuinely challeneged sounding little girl as possible, and it's utterly, utterly terrible to listen to. Every line has a that childish whiny "uh" at the end that nobody but Chills does.

There's several moments where all I can think is "Boy howdy they do not respect the player's intellect at a baseline" one of the worst being that gregory, obviously not really him, eventually has One Cutscene where he sounds Clearly Edited in order to...honestly pull a "tell don't show" in an insulting manner. No shit it's not gregory, but for the love of god, don't insult my intelligience like that.

Hell that makes the main character utterly groan worthy. You're telling me she seriously didn't hear hoe off he sounded? Child or no, she's done eeeerverything else in this pizzaplex, no fucking way Cassie didn't notice. It's convenient writing that serves Actually Less than No One. Utterly. Embarrassing writing, whoever approved that scene needs fired, they're fucking terrible at story telling.

This would be like Fnaf2 having a definitive answer to the bite of 87, a blatantly dropped """"hint"""" that leaves no mystery or ability for the player to even think. It's just an event that happened, and it means as much as the story begs you to feel.

Is it better than SB? Honestly I don't know. There's no enemies in Ruin for 80% of it. They released it buggy and clunky again, and as far as I can tell, it's not the engine to blame anymore, it's just a half talented team with a half-jobber team.

Meh. Is what you describe Ruin as. I'm not angry or upset, just flabergasted that the issues inside are even existent in the first place. It's Baby's First Game/Story issues. Written by children and designed by grumpy adults. The only people that I could Feel Had Fun working on this title was the animators. Everyone else feels like they had a stressful time at the halfway point.

This isn't to just drop shit on the game, clearly effort was put in, I just notice the people who don't put effort in more because their grubby mitts were everywhere compared to the animators. Even the voice actors sound bored to tears, how??

To go back to the AR stuff, it just perplexes me that one person would even reccomend it. Ya'll hardly handled SB, why the FUCK would you inherently DOUBLE THE WORKLOAD for an idea that sucks? It just sucks. It's a terrible idea for FNaF. Whether it's been built up to or not is irrelevant, the scope was already absurd but adding this leaves the player, not the plot considerer, to go "What the hell happened to this series?"

Soul transfer is at least "magical", fucking entire AR worlds that have their own physical realm???? And why, oh god why, Purple and Pink. That's Ruin's color scheme, fucking Purple. And not even good looking. What was the game concept here??? Go into AR to go past walls??? That's fucking it? A shitty rabbit that does absolutely nothing but static the screen????? Why?????????

Who the fuck made this game and thought it was okay. At least the lighting is....better than SB when it's not covered in fucking PURPLE.

God it's just frustrating. What direction is this series anymore? It's utterly random and not one soul can keep up. You'd think just having a moveable character wouldn't lead to such an explosively limited gameplay, but it does, more than the originals ever, SB is Linear as Fuck, because they HAVE to tell a story.

Which is the biggest problem with Fnaf now. "It has to tell a story" comes before "make a scary Good game" the story is written out and the gameplay is adapted to it, what Fnaf of old did best was make a game and adapt a story to it, just as Fnaf1 did that caused it to explode.

Now? I'm not discovering a story, I'm not researching and learning shit, I'm waiting for the next game to continue the story, not to give me more pieces of the puzzle to construct. They have their story, and any theory is wasted

#fnaf #security breach ruin

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the-travelling-witch · 1 year

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𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐘 𝐌𝐄!

love/healing potions= fluff, antidotes= comfort, poisons= angst, aphrodisiacs= smut, felix felicis= shitposts/ edits, custom potions= my oc; ༊*·˚= personal favourite

Love Potions:

Gamer Boyfriend: Leviathan || 890 || Drabble

⇢ ˗ˏˋ levi ࿐ྂ

Character Class: Comfort Gamer Profile: Levi understands how exhausting life can be, especially in this household. So he’s really glad you can find comfort in bingeing anime or TSL and playing games with him for however long you want. Still, Levi’s convinced you’re some kind of angel for listening to his long-winded ramblings and if you ask him literally anything about the plot or characters he has half a mind to marry you right then and there.

Kiss me more || 2k || Multi-Character || ༊*·˚

⇢ ˗ˏˋ demon brothers + barbatos ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: the types of kisses the demons like to give and receive warnings: i totally never play favourites ever

Hold me close || 1.1k || Multi-Character

⇢ ˗ˏˋ mammon, belphie, barbatos, dantalion, valefar ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: just some short and sweet cuddling headcanons warnings: only me playing favourites again ♡ + one teeny tiny allusion to lesson 16

Hollysm: Day Two [Event] || 940 || Drabble

⇢ ˗ˏˋ barbatos ࿐ྂ

event prompt: baking

Nighttime Routine Drabble || 800 || Drabble || ༊*·˚

⇢ ˗ˏˋ mammon ࿐ྂ

summary: a pouty demon has become part of your nighttime routine warnings: fluff with mentions of insecurities (skin/appearance related)

Catherine Crossover || Blurb/ Hc

⇢ ˗ˏˋ ft. demon brothers but more so belphie ࿐ྂ

Antidotes:

Bloody Hell || 3.3k || Multi-Character || ༊*·˚

⇢ ˗ˏˋ mammon, belphegor, barbatos ⋆ˎˊ˗

summary: having your period is already stressful enough and being in the devildom doesn't make it any better; luckily, these demons are here to help warnings: period-having reader (gn pronouns), blood, mild cramps

Poisons:

⇢ ˗ˏˋ no potions brewed yet ࿐ྂ

Aphrodisiacs: [Nsfw, minors dni]

Gamer Boyfriend: Leviathan [NSFW] || 3k || One-Shot

⇢ ˗ˏˋ levi ࿐ྂ

Stats: nsfw/ minors dni, jealous/ possessive! levi, cream pies, monster/tail fucking, mean dom! levi, levi with two cocks, degradation/ name calling, marking, double penetration, unprotected sex (stay safe everyone!), hint of/ alllusion to exhibitionism towards the end Profile: It’s not fair! Why do his stupid brothers get to hog your attention all the time? He’ll make sure you’ll pay attention to him and only him. You’re not leaving his room for quite a while; there’s lots of fun stuff Levi wants to try with you. And when you do limp out of his room, his brothers will certainly get the message.

Sinful Indulgence || 5.8k || One-Shot || ༊*·˚

⇢ ˗ˏˋ asmo ࿐ྂ

summary: losing your virginity can be daunting, even more so when you’re dating the avatar of lust; luckily, asmo is only interested in making this as comfortable for you as possible warnings: nsfw/ minors dni, slightly angsty (insecurities) but with comfort, porn with a hint of plot, loss of virginity, corruption kink, use of toys (vibrator), fingering, asmo being a demon+ demon form! asmo, soft!asmo, consent king asmo, cream pie/ unprotected sex, use of petnames (sweetheart, darling, love, hon/honey), marking

A tricky treat || 5.7k || One-Shot

⇢ ˗ˏˋ dragon! barbatos ࿐ྂ

summary: the plan was to spend a chill movie night at the castle but when was the last time anything went according to plan in the devildom? warnings: nsfw/ minors dni, dragon! barbatos, dom! barbs , aphrodisiac spit (idc if i made it up, deal with it), double penetration, two cocks, monster + tail fucking, breeding kink, oviposition, cream pie, pool sex, marking, a little bit of possessiveness (as a treat)

Felix Felicis:

Exchange Student Diaries ༊*·˚

The Devil Demon Wears Prada ༊*·˚

Behold, The Avatar of Pride

Belphie NB icons/pngs

Custom Potions:

Dantalion, Owner of Majolish ༊*·˚

Valefar, Casino Owner ༊*·˚

Stolas, Popular Streamer ༊*·˚

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conjuringandinsidious · 2 years

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The Sinister Truth of Covington Woods From Nightlight (2015)

One of the most underrated Found Footage Horror films from the past two decades is Nightlight (2015) directed by Scott Beck and Bryan Woods. To provide some background context, the film documents the story of teenagers Robin (Shelby Young), Nia (Chloe Bridges), Chris (Carter Jenkins), Ben (Mitch Hewer), and Amelia (Taylor Murphy) as they embark on a night adventure to Covington Forest the day after Robin’s friend Ethan committed suicide following her refusal to attend prom with him. It is rumored to be a place where those that die are never found and their restless spirits become one with the forest. While there the group engages in a game called Nightlight, an evening version of hide and seek involving flashlights. They are the only thing that gives the blindfolded seeker a hint as to where the others are hiding. Shortly after starting, the group begins to hear strange noises, become separated, and are prevented from leaving by an unseen force. One by one the teens are picked off until Robin is the only one left. She is ultimately possessed by the dark entity, kills her friend Nia, and jumps off a cliff to her death just as Ethan had done. In this entry, I will be discussing my thoughts as to what the dark entity’s significance is along with the deeper meaning of the flashlight game itself.

One of the most chilling scenes from Nightlight is when the dark entity physically appears before Robin and Nia. It takes the form of a tall, dark grim reaper figure with empty eye sockets, no mouth, and knife-like hands. Personally, I believe at this moment the audience can conclude that although Robin believes they are being pursued by Ethan’s spirit, he and the countless other adolescents who committed suicide in Covington Forest are merely pawns used by the dark entity to drive anyone who dares to explore the forest mad and turn them against each other. As a result, they end up giving themselves over to the darkness whether they intended to through suicide or not. I believe these innocent, human life sacrifices allow the dark entity to remain in the world and continue to grow stronger, as in the case of numerous other demons from horror films. The significance of this scene is explained in greater detail within Roger Ebert’s review from March 2015. The text states that “There are decidedly strange things going on in the Covington woods, but I like that the filmmakers don’t put too much effort into defining or explaining them”, and “There’s a great piece involving overhead lights that go on and off in just the right timing to reveal You Know What that’s really quite effective” (Ebert ¶ 4). Ultimately, this film is quite similar to The Blair Witch Project, since both have elements of an infamous forest plagued by supernatural events and a cast who gradually transforms from sane to insane after venturing into unfamiliar territory. This serves as an effective transition for the second important concept to be discussed: The deeper meaning of the flashlight game itself in relation to the film’s context.

The second important concept to consider from Nightlight is the significance of the flashlight game itself. When I watched this film, I interpreted it as a means through which the teens hoped to summon any presence residing in the forest once their curiosity took over. Every ritual has an invocation such as the phrase “If there is a presence here, give us a sign” followed by the sign itself which is often a creaking noise or the flickering of lights. The significance of the flashlight game is further explained within the Culture Crypt review. The text recounts the following: “Nightlight finds at least one way to separate itself through the uniquely bizarre concept of being filmed from the POV of a flashlight instead of from a camera” (Culture Crypt, ¶ 3). As seen throughout the film, the group’s curiosity quickly turns into terror once they realize that they have invited a dark presence more powerful and manipulative than any other into their ‘game’. In conclusion, when it comes to Nightlight “The frame, in both handheld and static shots, is as incapable of containing what exists within its territory as it is of protecting it from the invasion of what lies beyond its borders” (Sayad, 49).

Sources Used:

Culture Crypt, “Nightlight (2015)”

Ebert, Roger, “Nightlight”, published March 27, 2015 https://www.rogerebert.com/reviews/nightlight-2015

Sayad, Cecilia. "Found-Footage Horror and the Frame’s Undoing." Cinema Journal 55, no. 2 (2016): 43-66. doi:10.1353/cj.2016.0003.

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kyurilin · 2 years

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Writing ask game: all of them bc I’m genuinely interested!

Gabby you're a menace and I mean that with all the love in my heart

notebook: I have two regular sized notebooks, and then two half sized ones where I will occasionally still write out notes for stuff. Since I switched over to using Google docs exclusively none of my notebooks get used as much anymore

pencil: I honestly love Calibri which is the fucking default font for like Microsoft word. Which is funny because I could use that for my Google docs horde but instead I'm apparently typing in arial

paper: the living room couch is honestly the best place, I can just curl up and type my atrocities to man

docs: so I'm not exactly sure what the exact longest thing I've written is because for one story I only know the page count, but my handwriting is also huge so it would likely be far shorter if it were typed. So my two contenders for longest are Truth Is Golden, the FNAF AU I never finished writing at I believe 290 pages (or close to that) and Present Mic's Totally Bullshit Life at 54k words and a printed copy of 140-ish pages. If I ever type up Truth is Golden maybe it'll be less

nano: I have not mostly because I can't make myself write daily I'm terrible at that

computer: Google Docs, gotta say it's just super nice since I can now just infodump onto an app on my phone rather than pulling out my bag of pens and a notebook and having to make sure my handwriting doesn't look substandard to me that day

genre: I'm 90% sure that now my favorite genre to write is Hurt/Comfort and that I am just as much of a sucker for reading it as I am for writing it. Hey Gabby remember when my favorite genre to write was Action/Adventure and I was terrible at it? I've really grown as a person, now I just emotionally damage my characters

tropes: Childhood Friends to Lovers, I am just absolutely weak for that even if it's not like a main part of the story

tw: I think the darkest theme is actually a part of the character building from my matching tattoos au wip where a character has a history of suicidal thoughts and an attempted suicide.

characters: every character I make no matter the universe loves the hit Pixar franchise Cars and has nothing bad to say about it, they're all Lightning McQueen's #1 fan, I need this to be known. Okay, more seriously though, I think I accidentally dump my own personality into every character a little and I don't mean to which is why I get attached to some in particular. And if they're not like a major OC in a story, their name or personality or look is from a character in something else.

wip: so just to give myself backstory for the current chapter story that I'm very slowly working on, I started a side doc that leads up to the events in that. For anyone reading crumbled rooftops, yes, there is legally a doc out there about Shouta and Hizashi that goes from chapter 298 until the start of the story that will probably never be put out because I wanted to more firmly establish what their relationship was going through since crumbled rooftops has Oboro's perspective and he's a bit of an unreliable narrator at the moment. Gabby I'm so sorry that means nothing to you

coffee: it's the same thing I drink continuously and that is diet Dr pepper at this point my blood is probably diet Dr pepper

personal: I love to slip in hints of stuff that would be fun to write by itself. My favorite part of writing has always been having this whole expanded lore in my mind and being able to incorporate tidbits into other things. I just really love to write and it's fun to share it with people even if I don't share nearly as much as I used to.

playlist: Spotify at some point is going to fucking break into my home and beg me to please chill on the character/story specific playlists I make because I usually find stuff that fits the right sound for a character and it also fits for like three story ideas. I have so many playlists I don't listen to and the mood wildly changes with each one. I have playlists for Cars OCs I have only thought about in passing. I have playlists for stories that never got started. I have a playlist for a character that still, 2 years later, only has one song on it. I cannot be stopped.

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