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dolce-tenebra-toscana · 1 year

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La Squadra's favourite tv shows; because these poor bastards at least they can afford an old tv

TW: Curses in italian, bl*sph*my and dr*gs ( Ghiaccio) and Tina Cipollari

Risotto: " Maurizio Costanzo Show "

Being surrounded by a variety of idiots ( yes even Prosciutto has his dumb moments ) Risotto likes to relax his brain watching an evergreen tv talk show by Maurizio Costanzo.

This old man, who Italy likes to make fun of because he literally has no neck ( and illuso jockingly calls poor Pesci like him) is basically one of the fathers of italian television and the cultured nature of the program itself, really helps Risotto relax and enjoy some quiet time.

Prosciutto: " Il commissario Montalbano "

Even if normally Prosciutto would avoid cops, or like he calls them " sbirri maledetti " he really likes the vibe of this detective story.

He actually relates to the protagonist ( Salvo Montalbano ) on many levels: his reserved personality, his relationship with women ( both are womanizer ) and his absolute distaste for people who interrupts other people's lunchtime with phonecalls (the first time he saw it happen during an episode, he jumped from the couch screaming " SI C*ZZO SALVO, DIGLIELO A QUEL M*NCH*ONE BACIANNICCHIA!! ")

So whenever his favourite sicilian detective is on tv, he likes to watch it with a cold beer and eating some " spaghetti alle vongole"

Illuso: " Uomini e Donne "

When it comes to drama, Illuso is the first one to enjoy it! And seeing young shallow people trying to find " true love " on a trash tv program really makes his day.

So with a face mask, coffee and his favourite pj he sits on his bed and evilly laugh at the rejects of the suitors, the tears of the girls and the banshee screeches of Tina Cipollari ( one of the show's regular hosts )

But what really makes Illuso an addict to this unbearable mess is the queen that reigns coldly over this chaos: Maria De Filippi. The woman, being also Maurizio's Costanzo's wife, is one of italian tv's overlords and is responsible for the majority of these type of entartainment ( Illuso has her autograph, is securely hidden inside his office)

Melone: " Il Grande Fratello "

Cameras, secrets, public display of the human nature on it's lowest levels and tons of pretty girls showering/ telling everything about themselves for the audience to see...You can't tell me this isn't Melone's sh*t!

He especially likes the 24h live where you can truly see the competitors forgetting about the fact they are on tv and display sides of them not only to their journey's companions but also to the audience creepingly spying on them 24/7

Melone takes notes about the girls he finds interesting and plans on going to the " meet and greet" after the program (or when a competitor is eliminated from the game) to ask them out/see if they are good " Babyface material"...1/3 usually they are but the rest of the team prefers not to investigate on his random trips to Cinecittà

Formaggio: " Incantesimo "

He is the last person someone can imagine enjoying a soap opera, and yet this roman man follows the romance and adventures of the doctors, nurses and lawyers of the " Clinica Life " in Rome like it's some sort of cult.

Formaggio is a passionate man, so he really gets invested in the stories and star-crossed lovers that makes his lonely afternoons more interesting; the rest of the Squadra often found him half drunk crying and yelling at the tv stuff like " NO LEI NON TE MERITA, PORCODDUE!" or " AMO' TE STA' A FA' 'NFINOCCHIA' DA QUEJA STR*NZA!!" and then passing out on the carpet..They have the decency to record the episode, so they don't have to deal with his whining about how he lost the occasion to see Agnese's " Occhi de fata "

Note from Benny: i couldn't find any Incantesimo's gif aaaaaa

Pesci: " Carramba che sorpresa! "

Pesci is a soft boi, and the maternal aura radiating from Raffaella Carrà ( bless her soul, she truly was an icon ) is a perfect fit for him! He watches her show after rough missions, bullying sessions from his collegues ( illuso and formaggio ) or in general when he is feeling down.

Seeing the happiness, the emotions, the genuine feelings of the people Her Royal Majesty Raffaella helps reunite and be together after years of being apart ( his faves are long lost lovers ) really melts his heart. So he goes up to his room with a warm banket and hot cocoa, locks the door and let himself be a sentimental 22 year old guy without the peer pressure ruining his fun

Ghiaccio: " Sarabanda "

Ghiaccio loves 4 things : his beloved red Mazda, go to a club and do c*ke while a str*pper with a particularly nice butt gives him a lap dance, beat up some random b*stards and Sarabanda.

Finds the announcer, Enrico Papi, extremely annoying but the whole vibe of the show is what he needs to let his fury filled brain concentrate on something else.

Having a big selection of cd and listening to various artists during his rides he easily guess the songs but finds it challenging (in a good way ) when he discovers a new song or artist during an episode; but if a competitor is slow at answering or straight up ignorant on the whole deal ( and Lord have mercy if they say things with the wrong pronunciation ) he starts yelling like he always does and starts cursing the whole Heaven population.

One time Risotto found him punching the table while yelling " LA BAMBA D*OCAN!!! COME C*ZZO FAI A NON INDOVINARE LA BAMBA MAD*NA P*TAN!!! TO SOREA VACA, COI SOLDI CHE VINCEVI QUI SI FA LA PORCOD*O DI SPESA 2 M*RDA DI SETTIMANEH!!"

@dark-side-of-passion thank you for keeping me company while i wrote this, love you bestie <3

#jojo part 5 #la squadra #jojo melone #jojo formaggio #jojo risotto #jojo ghiaccio #jojo prosciutto #jojo illuso #jojo pesci #headcanons #italian tv #la bambaaaaaaa

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ickymichi · 3 years

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stay with me.

[itadori yuuji x reader]

<3 summary: your annual saturday night sleepover with yuuji was as normal and joyful as always. except at an odd hour there was a certain thought that wouldn’t stop swirling around his mind.

<3 warnings: fluff fluff fluff!! ,angst(only a small bit i promise), yuuji being sad:((

<3 a/n: hii!! this is my first ever actual fic so don’t judge it too harshly i’m not that happy with it but anyways. hope you enjoy it and please like or reblog! <3

8:26pm

an enthusiastic knock echoed through yuuji’s room shaking him out of his manga that he was currently buried in. “(y/n)!! i missed you so much!” he exclaimed as he threw open the door wrapping his arms around your frame. “i saw you yesterday yu’” you giggled as he he set you down and took your sleepover bag from you for you to step into his oh so familiar room.

“i was thinking we could finish watching {insert show}, we only have a few episodes left. then, hold on, hold on look what i got us”. you try look over his shoulder to see what he was getting from a plastic bag. “no peeking!!” “sorry yuuji sorry i couldn’t help it”. you try to guess what it could be, hopefully nothing to expensive that he had to break his bank on.

“ta-da!! i got us face masks, headbands and nail polish!” he makes a show of turning around and displaying the said items. you could feel your heart swell at the action and how thoughtful he is. “yuuji this is so sweet, i can’t wait to do it all!” you say looking at what face masks he got for the night ahead. you really couldn’t wait!

9:17pm

you’ve both changed into your pyjamas, well you couldn’t really say that for yuuji, he was just in his plaid pj bottoms and as always, even in the height of winter, no t-shirt. you tried to get him to wear one in case he got a cold but he claimed that you love the ‘eye candy’.

after an hour, you finished the final episodes of the show you both were invested in, followed by a few tears over the death of a certain character. but this meant you could finally have your little self care night!. “which one do you want bub?” you asked yuuji as he stood behind you looking at the selection in front of both of you. placing his head on your shoulder and letting out a long “hmmmmm”, indicating he was having a hard time picking. “how about this one” you point to one that supposedly removes dead skin and leaves your skin feeling new and regenerated. “it matches your hair” “woah your right it does! i’ll use this one” he said excitedly lifting his head and examining the package. you go for a hydrating and ‘anti aging’ one instead. you spot the headbands he picked out aswell and wonder which one to pick. you pick them both up to see what they actually look like. one is pink,fluffy and had a bow on it. the other was white, also fluffy but on top it had bunny ears. you knew straight away which one you were giving yuuji. when you turn around to give him his headband your faced with disaster. he’s spreading the pink face mask unevenly all over random parts of his face and most of it is on the sink or his fingers. “oh no yu’ let me help” you laugh at his situation as he looks over at you and softly smiles, laughing with you as you make your way to help him apply it. “but first you need your headband silly” “oh yeah i forgot whoopsies” you help him wash off the messed up layer then put the headband on before he can see which it is. “of course you give me the bunny one” he sends you a glare through the mirror as he sees what he looks like. “what do you mean it suits you so much, my big cute bunny boy” you laugh and wrap your arms around his strong frame. “ yeah yeah i’m sure it does” you can tell without even looking up at him he’s pretending to be annoyed. “cmon let’s put yours on so we can match” he tells you while lifting you onto the counter so he can stand between your legs.

10:45. the rest of the night flew by with the amount of fun you were having. yuuji let you paint his nails while he did, a somewhat good job of yours. you had a mini photo shoot while waiting for the masks to dry, one of which is now yuujis lock screen. but now, your pooped tucked up under the covers, head on yuujis chest, one of his arms wrapped around you while you watch him scroll through tiktok on his phone. eventually the harsh light of the screen tires your eyes and you fall asleep without realising or getting to say goodnight to yuuji.

3:34am. a hushed noise and a sudden movement shook you awake from the deep slumber you were once in. still half asleep you try and feel around for yuuji but felt nothing. “mmh..yuuji.. are you there?” you couldn’t really see as your eyes were still adjusting to the darkness, but through his thin curtains the light from the moon shone into his room allowing you to see his broad frame sitting up and his shoulders shaking every few seconds.

the room was filled with silence until you heard a broken sob come from his chest. the noise sent a shiver down your spine and you quickly rose up to sit beside him, rubbing his shoulders and arms trying to comfort him. “ y-yuuji what’s wrong is everything okay? do you want to talk about it?” you didn’t get an answer straight away all you got was more sobs from him and his head still buried in his palms. you reach out to touch his cheeks and lift his head from his hands, now it’s your turn for tears to fill your eyes. now adjusted to the darkness and thanks to the moonlight you could see his eyes red and puffy from crying for god knows how long. “what happened my love, tell me please” you rub your thumb along his cheekbone and tears slowly roll down your own. he takes your hands from his face and falls into your chest, letting out a heart breaking cry into your t-shirt. “i-i.. i don’t want to l-lose you (y/n)” thousands of thoughts start flowing through your head as to why he would think that. just before you could respond he spoke again. “we both know i’m not going to be here forever, once i find all of sukuna’s fingers that’s it, i’ll be gone. a-and i don’t want to leave you”. of course you both knew that was going to eventually happen but- “ oh no, why focus on the future yuuji?, we’re here in the present, having so much fun everyday we can. and so what if you find them all tomorrow or years later, i’ll still be around and then, i can find you again, maybe in another life but for now, you just stay with me, here in the present and don’t worry about anything else okay?” by the time you finish he’s looking at you, fat tears still spilling from his eyes. his mouth moving like it’s trying to form a sentence but he doesn’t know what to say. all he knows what to say is: “i..i love you (y/n). so much it hurts, but not in a bad way in the best way i can mean it. i need you, god i need you so badly, nothing means more to me in this world than you. you help me get up in the morning and go to sleep at night, i couldn’t do anything without you. so can you just, stay with me for a little longer? please?” he finds himself back in his previous position with his head in your chest and your fingers stroking his hair. “i wasn’t planning on leaving any time soon silly, your stuck with me for a while” you tell him as you guide him to lay back down to where he was when you fell asleep. “i wouldn’t want it any other way pretty girl” he mumbles into your hair wrapping both arms around you, pulling you closer to him so you can smell the comforting smell of him that you love. “i love you yuuji,never forget that ‘kay?” you whisper while tracing hearts on his torso. “‘kay, i promise, pinky promise.” you look to see him holding up his pinky with a warm smile on his face. you laugh softly as you link pinkies, sealing the promises he made forever.

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#🤍.yuuji #🧺.fics #🧸.soft times #jjk itadori #yuuji itadori #itadori yuji #jjk anime #jujutsu kaisen #yuuji itadori x reader #itadori fluff #itadori x reader #itadori yuuji x reader

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dis--parity · 2 years

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meet the mun!

Name: You can call me Aria!

Star sign: Aquarius sun, Cancer moon, Saggitarius Rising!

Gender: I’m girl

Height: 5 feet, 11 3/4 inches and yes I will be specific about that

Sexual orientation: Pansexual panromantic bay beeeeee

Favorite color: fuckignf purble

Time right now: It’ll have just hit 1 PM when I put those, and then I’m gonna take a nap bc I’m sleeby unu

Current location: TERF Island hellscape England, in a lovely city called Liverpool

Average hours of sleep: ahahahahahahahahahah... uhhh it depends on the day. i normally stay up late and sleep in if i don’t have anything to do the next morning but my work sometimes demands i get up early and i usually chug along on about 6 or 8 hours of sleep in either case

Number of blankets I sleep under: Just one! I haven’t really experimented with more than one but I get hot really easily under a fluffy blanket sooo

Favorite fictional characters: Hmm... at the moment, not counting my own characters or other peoples’ OCs, my top three right now, in no particular order, are Sado from The Hex, Mari from OMORI, and of course my all-time fave, Drizzt Do’urden from R.A. Salvatore’s books

Favorite book: I don’t really read too much any more,,, and I’ve already mentioned my love for R.A. Salvatore’s books so that’s cheating. I’ve been really into this book I bought called To My Trans Sisters, which is a collection of letters to trans women from trans women that’s been really uplifting

Favorite artists/bands: khai dreams, Mother Mother, Muse, Bleachers... call me basic lmao

What I’m wearing: wouldn’t you like to know ;) ... nah at the time of writing this I’m just wearing my PJs

When did you create your blog?: This blog? Uhh... I think it was around the middle / beginning of 2020? My first ever blog was all the way back in 2016 though!

Do you have any other blogs?: Only my incorrect quotes blog and my nsfw sideblog!

What made you decide to get a Tumblr?: I couldn’t tell you. I can tell you all about the story about how the FN.aF fandom got me into the RP scene but I’m not sure what prompted me to move to tumblr since it was so, so long ago. I guess I decided to just do it! Made some friends along the way, most of which are gone now, but... hey ho, I’m here now.

Do you get asks on a daily basis?: Somewhat? I tend to reach out to a lotta people and reblog a fair amount of memes, I just don’t get too much unprompted stuff which sucks. It’s always a pleasant surprise when someone is invested enough in my muses to send little questions, and I really wish it happened more! Now, as for actually answering those asks...... uh, this question is over--!

Why did you choose your URL?: It’s kinda the theme of my story and the muses, at least it was back when it was just Alex, Yeong-Hui and Garis, but it still kinda fits. The whole idea is that their story and experiences are reflective of the way people from totally different backgrounds and with totally different life experiences can find unexpected solace in the little common ground they have with one another, and conversely how people who go through the exact same situations can turn out so, so differently. The prime cases of this are of course with Alex & Garis with what they each went through and how their relationship blossomed, but not it’s extended even further with Theo’s backstory situation, and Souji being a bit of an outlier to the entire thing yet still being everyone’s friend, more or less! That, and I really can’t think of a better URL. I’m not going back to something like hearts-of-coal, but spectrumbound was pretty good... ah, well.

TAGGED BY: @arslivitia THANK U LIVI I CARE YOU MWAH MWAH

TAGGING: uhhhhh i don’t wanna clog up anyone’s notifications so if you wanna do this then go ahead!

#[The Voice From Beyond] OOC #About Aria;;#{ you may perceive me this time }

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baroquebucky · 4 years

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Hey, I read that you do Walter fics. I have a request. Can you one where the reader is a new tech investor and Walter falls for her but (of course) is too scared so Lance tries to play match maker and uses is pigeon form to get them both to meet. And it kind falls apart a little but they meet later when they are both working late in the lab and just have a nice conversation together and a friendship blooms.

A/N: im so sorry for taking this long !!! I hope you can forgive me and i hope u like this <3

You were relatively new to the game, putting in a ridiculously large amount of money into technology that could fail. But like most of the investors, you had way too much money anyway.

Everyone was gathered, hearing pitches that no one really cared about, you especially didn’t care about them. Most of the things people offered were for weapons, gadgets that could help some but not all.

You wanted to invest in someone good, someone who really cared and you could trust in. Then your eyes landed on him. A boy your age who looked much to shy to approach any big shots, but as soon as you saw him you just knew that he was good.

You approached him quickly and with a smile, quickly seeing his many gadgets and seemed to cause no harm.

“hello” you smiled at him and he immediately froze up, he felt himself blushing and his mind turned to mush. For as smart as he was he couldn’t wrap his mind around how it was possible to be as pretty as you were.

“are you okay?” You spoke up before he started stuttering.

“i-yea- i am that- okay i mean- im fine sorry i just yeah” he smiled shyly and you returned it, chuckling softly.

“so explain to me what this is” you motioned to his gadget and he quickly nodded, going on to explain how it worked and what it’s used were. You were very interested, the weapon wouldn’t hurt anyone and I’m a way you would be helping everyone.

“okay, how much do you want?” You spoke, looking at him as he tried to hide his emotions.

“wait like really? like actually?” He spoke smiling at you as you nodded.

“I don’t know i didn’t think I’d get this far” he spoke, scratching his neck and smiling. You ripped a small piece of paper off a notebook on the desk beside you and write your number down haphazardly.

“text me or call me so we can meet to discuss finanaces, or anything else you want” you winked at him before turning on your heel, blushing furiously and smiling like a little girl. Walter on the other hand was stunned and wanted to jump around im excitement.

As Walter got home he texted Lance, asking what you had said meant, did that mean text you only for business or does that mean text you to flirt? Did you think he was cute?

Walter shot these questions at Lance who knew exactly what to do. Being the most amazing spy, Lance found out you loved animals, so finding out that Walter has helped create something to turn you into an animal would surely cause you to fall for him if you hadn’t already.

So the next day you woke up to a knock on your door. You opened it in your pjs and looked around, no one was there. When you closed the door you heard another knock, you opened it and heard a “down here” your eyes went wide when they landed on the small pigeon on your front porch.

“oh my goodness hey little guy are you okay?” You asked slowly approaching the bird. You screamed as it turned into Lance Sterling, your heart racing as your pet dog came bounding to the door to help protect you.

“Lance Sterling? How the hell did you just transform out of a pigeon? That’s insane” you smiled, petting your dog to signal to him that you were fine.

“Walter beckett is how” he smiled and you felt your heart beat pick up.

“Do you wanna come inside? I’m making some breakfast” you smiled and he nodded, taking a seat at your table.

“You know Walter?” You asked, pouring some coffee and setting it out for Lance to pour in his milk and sugar as he pleased.

“yeah he works with me, he’s the guy that developed all the harmless gadgets we have at the spy facility.” He spoke, you smiled, you knew he was good from the beginning.

“if we works with you why does he need investments from other people?” You asked him and he smiled softly.

“Well the new gadget isn’t exactly spy work, it’s more of community helping so it doesn’t fall under what the facility can invest in.” You nodded as he spoke, serving some food on two plates before sitting down next to Lance and talking about the tall, sweet boy you both knew.

“well let him know that I’m still waiting on his text, business related or not” you smiled and Lance smirked, he knew this would turn out amazing.

“I’ll let him know, have a good day y/n”

“You too Lance” you smiled and waved as he drove off. Closing the door behind you and sat on your couch, bored out of your mind. The only thing you could think of was Walter Beckett. And as if clockwork you phone chimed.

Unknown number:

hi it’s walter

beckett

the one with the tech you wanted to invest in :-)

You smiled at the small bursts of messages, quickly typing back.

hi walter of course i remember you

did you finally decide on a price ?

oh i forgot about that

give me a couple days and I’ll have something concrete :-)

we could talk about it over lunch today if you want, maybe 12:30 at this really cool cafe i know

You felt your face flush, you weren’t usually bold, mainly because every man you came in contact with was annoying. Walter was different though.

You saw the typing bubble appear and disappear a couple times before he finally replied.

yeah sounds perfect :~)

You smiled at his response and rolled over on your couch, nearly falling off before catching yourself with your arm and making yourself comfortable. You checked the clock. 10:34 am.

You rushed up to your room and grabbed some nice clothes and rushed into your restroom. You had to look presentable at least.

You showered quickly and got ready. By the time you had finished it was already 11:45 and you smiled as you saw yourself in your mirror. You sent the address to Walter and he quickly replied with a “on my way :-)”

You drove calmly as you finally got to your destination, choosing a booth near a window where you could see the bustling city outside.

Walter walked into the shop looking for you, AirPods in and curls looking somewhat tame. You gave him a small wave and he quickly took his AirPods out and smiled brightly at you.

“hey y/n!” He spoke and you smiled at him.

“hi walt how have you been?” You beamed at him as he took a seat across from you looking at the small menu infront of him.

“I’m good actually and you?” He replied glancing up at you while he skimmed the menu.

“I’m good too” you spoke before looking at him for a second as a smile settled onto your face.

The waitress came to take both your orders and quickly smiled at the two of you while stating that it should only take a couple of minutes to get the orders out. Until then you both had time to talk to each other, and you hoped it wasn’t business related.

“So Lance tells me you have a pet pigeon?” You smiled at the boy and he blushed, smiling and laughing nervously.

“yeah, hey names Lovey she’s so sweet” he spoke, looking at you as if he was waiting for you to make fun of him.

“that’s kind of cool, do you think she would like me?” You asked, leaning in towards him a little more. His smile grew and he nodded his head.

“oh yeah, Lovey would love you so much” he smiled and you leaned back into your seat.

You continued the small talk until the food came out and you both scarfed it down quickly.

“holy cow this food is so good!” Walter Mohamed between bites and you nodded your head.

“best place i know for lunch my guy” you smiled as he continued to eat his heart out.

When you both finished eating you continued to get to know each other. You found out that he is very competitive at arcade games just like you and once played just dance for five hours straight without realizing it until he almost passed out (he had too much coffee).

“I won’t lie to you Y/N i would definitely destroy you at air hockey” he smirked and you laughed, shaking your head at the now confident curly haired brunette infront of you.

“give me a time and place and it’s on Beckett” you raised your eyebrows and smiled as he thought of an arcade nearby. His face lit up as an idea came to mind.

“How about we have a game night? I have just dance and wii sports and Mario games and we could just have some fun!” He smiled and you nodded.

“That’s probably the best idea you’ve had walt!” You jokes as he blushed. You smiled at him as he sent you his address so you had it when you needed it.

“How about next week? Friday?” He offered and you nodded. You both paid and waved goodbye to each other. It was only when you got home that you realized, not once had you mentioned the investment. You smiled as you thought back to the small jokes he had made and how quickly you both had warmed up to each other.

Your phone dinged and you saw the message from walter, a final amount for the tech. You smiled and replied quickly before changing into more comfortable clothing and lying in your bed.

Game night came and you were both immensely competitive, windows were almost broken and you had many rounds of Mario kart because he claimed you were cheating. Lovey fell utterly in love with you and even wanted you to stay the night.

Game night became a weekly thing and some times even Lance would join in. It was the start of something you knew would last.

#walter beckett #walter beckett imagine #walter beckett fluff #walter beckett x reader #spies in disguise imagine

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shades4dogs · 4 years

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i had a SUPER tiring day i mite talk abut later but RIGHT NOW i wanna talk about the make it sweet! album for Um Jammer Lammy because i listtened to than a couple days ago, and just today i showed it 2 my little brother, and i wanted to write down what i thought about the tracks!!

youtube

i wrote down my personal thoughts on each track and gave it a rating out of 5 Dashies (-= It’s because i’m autistic plain and simple

if you read all of this you’re officially a legend

[1/2) Let’s Jam Together!/KEEP YOUR HEAD UP!!] - waow!!!

I LOVE THIS SONG <3 i really liked this song when i heard it in the credits and was wondering what its name was, it was nice to hear it in the album as the very first track!!

i love the additional dialogue at the start, the “Hey, do you play the guitar? Let’s jam together!” really represents the ragtaginess of the band just kind of throwing themselves together to make music so naturally... like little jigsaw pieces... it makes me want to know exactly how they interacted before the formation of MilkCan, how long they’d known each other/how they had known each other, or if they met right as they made the band.

the playful and funny lyrics of this song are really great, and i like the way it trails off in the middle. like the song was just Katy Kat truly venting off her frustrations and heartbreak about someone she used to like.

i wonder who exactly Katy Kat is talking about here in this song... well anyways she’s got lammy now so all’s well (-=

the second portion’s lyrics sound a little dopey and off-key, but i think it reflects katy’s mood regarding the lyrics of how easy her life used to be, and it all comes together beautifully for the chorus reprise with some pretty strings (i love strings in rock music!)

i bet this kind of music really resonated with some young girls listening. Can’t relate however as I hate men.

overall this is a 5/5 dashies! “Amazing!”

[3) FRIGHT FLIGHT!!] - LOOK UP IN THE SKY.

THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE SONGS IN THE GAME! when it started obviously i was expecting fussenpepper, and it was shocking to hear katy kat singing it

i think this is one of the covers that katy kat’s voice matches the most! her voice really fits shouting like that, it’s really hyped up

my favourite line from her cover is the “Now it’s time to move on, it only gets much harder, so carry on!”

and obviously i love hearing her say “Now do you like munchies? I wonder where lunch is!”

i do think that captain fussenpepper’s voice suits the song better than her, because it was made with him, but her voice definitely shines on this track!

overall this is a 4/5 dashies! “Really Good!”

[4) BABY BABY!!] - Imagine kids singing this on a car trip with their parents looking dead inside in the front seats.

I USED TO NOT LIKE THIS SONG. but playing it myself really warmed me up on it, and this version on the album made me like it even more!! i love katy kat’s additional lines between the baby’s, she suits giving those secondary vocals and they add a whole additional layer to the song.

i also like that the baby’s lyrics kind of echo over lammy’s guitar parroting, like you can hear the “... ma ma ma ma” coming in at the end of her first part, it sounds really nice!

this is the song i can really imagine kids shouting the lyrics to at a birthday party or something and i think they knew that when they added it O_O

overall this is a 4.5/5 dashies! “Almost Perfect!” i think it would’ve been cooler if the lammy and katy kat parts were more integrated with eachother. don’t ask me how exactly, because i don’t know, and maybe they didn’t either... it still came out REALLY nice!

[5) FIRE FIRE!!] - Aweome where is chief puddle? )-=

i think that this is my favourite song in the entire game, altho that will change depending on what day you ask me it, and a big part of it is fire chief puddle’s vocals and the brass and sound effects of the song

it kind of sucks that a lot of that seems lacking in katy’s version, although i like that it kind of seems like theres more emphasis on the percussions of it!

i don’t like the distant whispery vocals on the “Put it on the fire, feel good, Put it out cold and feel good”, it sounds really weird. because those lyrics are one of my favourites in the original song with chief puddle. i’d definitely rather listen to his version

overall this is a 3/5 dashies! “It’s Good!” i like katy’s vocals, but they definitely come out better on other tracks, and i miss chief puddle.

[6) PJ Berri Jam] - Much Love To The Funny Bear That Make’s Me Smile.

title made me a lot more excited for this song than i ended up feeling about it... OBVIOUSLY NO INSULT TO PJ’S JAM BUT IT WOULD HAVE BEEN COOL TO HAVE A BEAT WITH ORIGINAL LYRICS instead of just lines from the one cutscene...

it’d have been cooler if it was longer too, but i understand why it wasn’t, because the instrumentals work best in this little snippet instead of long-term where they’d definitely require more lyrics

i like that it sounds like the Fire Fire! parappa version considering that’s his first stage! i don’t know if there’s any verification to this, but it makes me think that the beats for all of parappa’s songs in Um Jammer Lammy are made by PJ, which is just really nice to think about... he’s so skilled ;_; PJ and parappa’s iconic collabs...

i don’t know how to rate this at all, but for the headcanon it gave me, i’m giving it a 4/5 dashies! “Really Good!”

[7) BIRTH SONG] - i wouldn’t play for someone else

EXTREMELY FUNNY NAME

i think i like the choir vocals of the song in the cutscenes, but i definitely love katy’s voice in this one, it sounds really sweet

i can’t remove it from the weirdness of the scenario (the first time i saw that shit i was so goddamn baffled) but this does actually Make It Sweet!

i love how her voice sounds in the chorus, and the last line (“Our newest little baby!”) sounds really nice in her voice!!

IDK EXACTLY HOW TO DESCRIBE IT... her vocals just seem... sweetly genuine? like not that she’s really invested in what she’s saying, but just that she’s really enjoying singing it in a small and cute way? IDK... EITHER WAY i like it!

i like the additional lyrics as well! extensions to parappa/ujl songs should always be welcomed i think.

overall i rate this a 3.5/5 dashies! “Pretty Good!” weird song made fun and sweet by katy kat, thank you so much!

[8) THEME OF RAMMY] - music that makes you cause problems

yesssss YESSSSSSS YESSSSSSSSSS

WHEN I GOT TO THIS TRACK IT BECAME ONE OF MY NEW FAVOURITES OF THE WHOLE GAME!

i love the ditzy yet cool lull of the electric guitar, it sounds playful and silly, but with the aesthetic of the instruments used in the song it sounds awesome at the same time.

the strings throughout the song following the rhythm of that guitar add a slight classical feel to it as well that i really like, a level of elegance in contrast to the next part i describe

the muffled and staticy electric guitar parts sound so discordant, yet perfectly in control at the same time, and very In-Your-Face as they just come and go at random over the base sillysong. i really really like that, and it shows off Rammy’s fiery attitude!

i really love how the violent clash of the instruments seems to come together so well in this. it is a really well-made song that made me like Rammy more than i did previously. i think people who know me well will understand that i really like strings in otherwise intense songs, like violins and stuff, so i was really happy to hear some!

FULLY HONESTLY, MY ONLY WISH? is that it was longer. LOL

as an aside, the lull i described reminds me way too much of the theme for sam and max’s office in the TTG series. which obviously is a very personal reason to like the song more, but it is a reason for me NoneTheLess.

overall this gets a 5/5 dashies! “Amazing!”

[9) CASINO IN MY HAIR] - texan ear worm signs.

PAUL CHUCK COME GET YOUR SONG

ALSO THIS SONG BELONGS TO SANDY CHEEKS.

katy kat’s voice fits this song EXTREMELY SURPRISINGLY WELL! i like that she puts on the accent and everything, the rhythm of the lyrics and her enthusiasm go together so NICE!

i like the expansion of the lyrics and the repetition of it is one of its strengths, like any song of that kind (hopefully)

it’s a really big earworm for me, and every so often ill just sing out “Where’s that place that comes in pairs whenever I’m aware? Casino here, casino there, casino in my hair!” VERY SIMPLE YET VERY CATCHY

Yee Haw!

overall i rate this a 4.5/5 dashies! “Super Cool!” it couldn’t be better, but i wouldn’t say it’s one of the best, just for the sheer quality of the other songs i’ve given 5/5 to so far

SIDENOTE - [10) Radio Signal Jam] - F*ck you

OK. i like the presentation of this as if it’s playing live on a radio. it’s a nice little additional flavour to the whole thing that i enjoy immensely. HOWEVER.

nothing can match my disappointment at the next song not being Master Onion’s song. My heart will forever be broken by this traitorous deception. I was promised Tamanegi Sensei. Where is he! WHERE IS HE!!! WAS HE TO BUSY GAMBLING?? COME BACK I LOVE YOU

O-K let’s move on

[11) TASTE OF TERIYAKI] - songs that have mood swings

this song baffles me. i definitely get what they were trying to do with the intro portions with the dramatic quiet, the focus on the vocals and guitar with the creeping and echoing drums and reverberating electronic sounds

it could’ve been really cool, but for the most part it frankly sounds sh*t.

if they could’ve gotten some line re-dos from Teriyaki’s singer to match the lower tempo, it definitely would have sounded most excellent. But the use of the lyrics from the high-tempo song here is just jarring. when i showed this to my brother he genuinely just started laughing from how bad it sounded.

BUT HERE’S WHERE I CAN’T JUST RULE IT AS A BAD SONG.

THE SUDDEN SHIFT INTO THE HIGH TEMPO. IT IS BEAUTIFUL. IT ADDS SO MUCH EXTRA POWER TO THE CHORUS OF THE SONG. i like the song more with the brass and the backup singers, but this genuinely sounds so goddamn cool.

i LOVE the additional lines from teriyaki, it makes them sound even more like an idol! they sound amazing!

And then it stops. Back to the slow nonsense. I am left to dream of what could’ve been. i will say this one sounds better than the other one. Possibly because it’s shorter.

AND THEN THE AWESOME SONG COMES BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I’M LIKE YEAH WOO!!!!! i love the additional discordant sounds in this version, and i like that they did sometimes include the cool SHHH-PSHHH slap-ish sound in the chorus for this portion. the da da da DA DA! being with guitars instead of brass used to disappoint me, but the more i hear it here, the more i like it.

and then my favourite part of the song: the backup vocals combined with a fast rattling-off of teriyaki’s vocal lines from parappa’s version. this sounds godlike. This is the best. I roll around in circles listening to and thinking about this part. the fact that it fades out right as it gets to that breaks my heart into little pieces.

and then it’s over...

i think it’s very fitting that the song that takes over the album out of nowhere and is literally from hell is the most baffling and loved/hated by me. i don’t think i’ve ever been able to truly say that i both love and hate a song.

if someone was good enough at editing to combine this with the actual version of the song, as well as the vocal lines from parappa’s version, into an essentially extended cut of the album version without the weird slow parts, i would be forever indebted to them.

overall i rate this a ???/5 dashies. ”Help!” it flipflops way too much for me to give a number. Thank you Teriyaki Yoko.

[12) POWER OFF! POWER ON!] - HYYYYYYPE

i need to say it. this song has the coolest sounds in the entire game. this is one of the songs that i might abruptly decide is my favourite for a day or so and then go back to Fire Fire! or Taste of Teriyaki (game version). the guitar is most exquisite in this song.

my little brother adores this song, and a big part of that is credited to the silly vocals of Paul Chuck. he’s like Goofy but extra lethal. i love him

ANYWAYS. after Fire Fire! i was concerned that this song’s vocals would be replaced entirely by Katy, but it seems like they understood Paul Chuck’s integral nature to the charm of the song, and so we get a back-and-forth of them both singing lines, with lammy playing in between. it sounds REALLY good!

i like the additional lines by Chuck at the beginning during the intro. they’re a nice little bonus for the three Paul Chuck fans that exist (two being me and my brother)

as always, gotta love katy kat’s vocals!! they definitely benefit from being combined with the vocals of the original song. the chorus parts where they both sing in unison sound AWESOME!!! i wonder if the Fire Fire! cover would have benefited from this alternation....

the filter over the “NEVER USE JOE CHIN’S CHAIN’S FOR THEM!” really adds to it as well! i like that addition.

by the way my favourite line from this song is the “All I wanna hear is you’ve come over here, there’s no fooling around with gears!” it just has such a good flow. not really explicitly related to this version specifically, maybe less so since i prefer it with Chuck’s voice over Katy’s, but yeah.

this song is really hard for me in-game. like, more than any other song i think, apart from Taste of Teriyaki. which i would like to thank this song for allowing me to escape from (-=

this gets a 5/5 Dashies and a “DA-HYUCK!” from me!

[13) WE ARE MILKCAN!!] - Woaah My Head Is Spinning!

another original that only plays during the cutscenes, understandably without the vocals. i liked it then, and i like it even more now!

katy’s lyrics add SO SO MUCH to the high-tempo intensity of the introduction to this song, and the chaos of the entire thing makes it really fun to listen to

i do still enjoy the slower parts of this song! i can imagine katy singing this as the events she describe happen in real time. i really like listening to her try to encourage lammy and ma-san to get it together and play with her.

the bouncing between the full music of her lines contrasting with the quiet and dinky replies of ma-san and lammy makes this track really fun to listen to!

after that part, it goes back to sounding like the intro portion again, but increases in tempo drastically overtime, before suddenly slowing down again and then launching into high speed at random. it’s a really fun and theatrical and dramatic piece to listen to!!!

personally though, it’s not so much my thing based on the sound alone. it’s definitely a great song but i like things a little more relaxed and orderly than this. the quality of it comes from the lyrics and the emotions they manage to carry through with the instrumentals. its a really good glimpse into the nature and personality of MilkCan!

i give this song a 4/5! “Really Good!” there’s nothing i’d suggest to improve this song. it’s just a little to hectic for me, and feels more like music for a theatrical play than any other track. i generally don’t like that kind of stuff (altho there’s definitely exceptions)

SIDENOTE - [14) Jam Chin] - F*ck you eggplant head saunaman.

You disrespected Parappa. You disrespected Sunny Funny and her sweet smile. You have disrespected MilkCan.

Thank you Ma-San for killing this man. I love U.

[15) GOT TO MOVE! (Millennium Girl)

the final song... i knew it would be Got To Move... it makes COSMIC sense

i like the additional little part before the song begins giving some time to breathe in before my head starts screaming in excitement at this song.

this is an AMAZING song and another one of my little brother’s favourites! he likes to sing it! it’s not one of my favourites but it’s definitely revered with me. it’s a sheer quality song and the one that best captures the soul of MilkCan!!

and i have to say. this album version made me like it EVEN MORE. at first i was enjoying the regular song, but then in the second part PARAPPA comes in with the alternate lines from his version in-between Katy Kat’s lines. it is SO SO SO cool. i often think about how songs in the game would sound with parappa’s versions incorporated in some fashion like this and it comes out so EPIC!!

it seriously made me pog SO hard when i heard him coming in. SOOOO exciting!

some thought notes about this song:

i really like the guitar during the portion leading up to the chorus, it sounds really cool.

katy’s singing in the chorus itself is the best of ALL her singing! her voice blends perfectly with the tone, the pitch shifts, the vibes... angellic truly

parappa‘s lyrics in-between add such an awesome additional energy, especially the lyrics that go on a little longer, like “But let me give you a word of advice, it seems like a waste of time, but it’s nice!” those lines shine the most to me.

my other favourite part is the rapid backforth in the later part of the chorus, especially the “GO! ON! MOVE! ON!” between katy’s lines. it goes together IMPECCABLY

it should be obvious, but this song gets a 5/5 Dashies from me! “Amazing!” it truly blew me away, just like the 5/5 Dashie portions of Taste of Teriyaki did. i love the fact that Parappa’s lines are slightly more muted and behind a bit of a filter to make sure the focus is on Katy’s iconic lines, but are clear enough to be enjoyed.

Truly Thank U so much if you read this far... i love u so mach.... thank you for listening to me ramble about my current hyperfix <3 (-=

#txt #ptr #um jammer lammy #autism moment

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flower crown: when did you last sing to yourself? - I think a few hours ago lol

fairy lights: if a crystal ball could tell you the truth about anything, what would you want to know? - how does it everything work out in the end

daisies: what is the greatest accomplishment of your life? - i don't really have one yet

1975: what is the first happy memory that comes to mind, recent or otherwise? - When I was 8, my family and I were driving home from the christmas eve service. It was snowing big fluffy snowflakes and i was in a sparkly dress in the backseat. rascal flatts was playing 'god bless the broken road' on the radio and we were all sitting in this really nice content silence.

matte: if you knew that in one year you would die suddenly, would you change anything about the way you are now living? - I think I'd try to do more, go out more, experience more, write more.

black nail polish: do you have a bucket list? if so, what are the top three things? - Write a novel(s) / write successful novels - Fall in love - finally go to a taylor swift concert lol

pantone: describe a person close to your life in detail. - My mom is someone I super close to. She has these vibrant blue eyes that literally carry an ocean of good things. She has a warm soul and she always uses her energy to lift other people up or just to hold their hand when life is rocky.

moodboard: do you feel you had a happy childhood? - Yes

stars: when did you last cry in front of another person? - I don't remember. A while ago I think. Maybe like last september-ish and I only remember that because my job did a really not cool thing to me and I cried when I told my mom and then cried when I told my best friend lol

plants: pick a person to stargaze with you and explain why you picked them. - My mom because we could talk about life while stargazing.

converse: would you ever have a deep conversation with a stranger and open up to them? - maybe. if i felt super comfortable with them and it was the right time for it, then probably.

lace: when was your last 3am conversation with someone, and who were they to you? - I don't know, actually. Probably not since high school or roughly around then bc i'm always asleep by 10 pm lol. it was probably with one of my friends.

handwriting: if you were about to die, and you could only say one more sentence to one person, what would you say and to whom? - I'd probably tell my mom thank you for everything she's done and had to sacrifice for me/our family, and i'd tell her i loved her.

cactus: what is your opinion on brown eyes? - Beautiful! Bright! Lovely! God tier! Wow!

sunrise: pick a quote and describe what it means to you personally. - "I couldn't get the boy to kill me but I wore his jacket for the longest time" by Richard Siken. First of all, this quote makes me like !!!!! just exclamation marks!!!! I think I just love the poetry and the subtext in this quote, because it's kind of like being haunted by this boy was in itself its own kind of death. So like yeah you didn't kill me, but you haunt me instead.

oil paints: what would you title the autobiography of your life so far? - What The Hell Is This: a memoir by me

overalls: what would you do with one billion dollars? - Buy a house and move to a different city, invest a lot of it, buy a car, buy another cat, send money to charity, quit my job.

combat boots: are you a very forgiving person? do you like being this way? - I'm a forgiving person when I feel like someone is worth forgiving, which I kind of don't like about myself because I don't know if that's necessarily the right thing. I don't like that I feel like people have to earn forgiveness, but if I'm hurt by someone or someone has hurt someone I love, I tend to hold grudges and I will especially hold grudges if the hurt or offense is never addressed. But if someone were to apologize and I felt like they were sincere and they gave me a good explanation for the actions, I'm definitely forgiving then.

winged eyeliner: write a hundred word letter to your twelve year old self. - n/a

pastel: would you describe yourself as more punk or pastel? - pastel

tattoos: how do you feel about tattoos and piercings? explain. - I don't mind some tattoos and piercings, but I don't like tons of piercings and I definitely don't like tattoo sleeves or anything like that lol. You do you, but I could never lol.

piercings: do you wear a lot of makeup? why/why not? - Generally, yeah. It depends on my mood that day. Sometimes I'll wear a full face, other times I'll do bare minimum or nothing at all. Makeup makes me feel nice and it can really make your features pop.

bands: talk about a song/band/lyric that has affected your life in some way. - Taylor Swift baby. Taylor has been such an inspiration to me as a writer and a human being. I think she sees the world very vividly and very romantically, and I love that about her. I love that she's kind-natured, even when the world tries to put a masochistic spin on her, she's simply just good. I love her honestly and vulnerability in her story-telling, and I love the work-ethic and careful creativity that's in her work. On a more personal note, her music feels like contentment and joy, and sometimes nostalgia. I started listening to her music in the fifth/sixth grade but I remember when Speak Now came out and at that time I was starting to get into writing and I could really see that she was a writer too so I clung to her, and then Red was released while my dad was fighting cancer and that album was just something I really pressed into as a means of comfort and escape and I'm so glad that I had her music lean on.

messy bun: the world is listening. pick one sentence you would tell them. - *mind goes blank*

cry baby: list the concerts you have been to and talk about how they make you feel. - I haven't actually been to a concert that's really impacted me meaningfully because I've never gone to anyone I legitimately wanted to see lol. When I was 10, I went to a Jonas Brothers concert with my sister who was a bigger fan of them than I was and I do remember it being a good time. Then when I was 15, my best friend took me to marianas trench because our other friend baled so she had a spare ticket. It was a really good show and it actually made me get into their music more than I had been before which was awesome.

grunge: who in the world would you most like to receive a letter from and what would you want it to say? - I would love it if taylor swift wrote me a letter and I honestly wouldn't care what she wrote in it as long as it was something nice lol

space: do you have a desk/workspace and how is it organised/not organised? - I used to have a work space in my room but I moved the desk upstairs to our office. Now I just write in my room and that for me looks like a made up bed, a nightstand with a candle, and a vanilla-scented lamp to create a warm cozy atmosphere.

white bed sheets: what is your night time routine? - I usually write in the evening and then maybe I'll watch youtube or I'll listen to music or scroll through tiktok lol. Then I put on my pj's, skincare routine, brush teeth, and I go to bed (where I end up reading for half the night but whatevs)

old books: what’s one thing you don’t want your parents to know? - I'm pretty open with my mom so I don't think there's anything she doesn't know about me lol.

beaches: if you had to dye your hair how would you dye/style it and why? - I wouldn't mind dying my tips pink or blue just because I think that's a universally cute look. As for styling it, probably what I do now, maybe curl it a little more.

eyes: pick five people to go on an excursion with you. who would you pick and where would you go/what would you do? - I don't think I even know five people (that i'm close to) yikes

11:11: name three wishes and why you wish for them. - I wish for success, because I always feel like a failure or inadequate in someway - I wish to fall in love, because I'd like to know it at least once - I wish to be able to write again in a way that makes me happy, because I feel like I keep disappointing myself and I just want that creative freedom again

painting: what is the best halloween costume you have ever put together? if none, make one up. - I've never done anything super creative lol but one year I dressed like a bumble bee and I loved that costume because it was a little frilly dress with wings.

lightning: what’s the worst thing you’ve ever done while drunk or high? - fun fact I've never been drunk or high

thunder: what’s one thing you would never do for one million dollars? - Anything that involves killing or spiders

storms: you can only listen to one song for the rest of your life, or only see one person for the rest of your life. which and why? - All too well by taylor swift baby

love: have you ever fallen in love? describe what it feels like to realise you’re in love. - I have not fallen in love before but I imagine it feels like contentment and coming home.

clouds: if you’re a boy, would you ever rock black nail polish? if you’re a girl, would you ever rock really really short hair? - I wouldn't do really short hair, but my favourite hair cuts on me was a short bob.

coffee: what’s your starbucks order, and who would you trust to order for you, if anyone? - Just your standard white hot chocolate, and i'd trust anyone to order it for me bc it's not that difficult lol

marble: what is the most important thing to you in your life right now? - My writing / my career I think

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smellycinnamonthundahfudge · 4 years

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Spider-Man - All Media Types, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe, 10 Things I Hate About You (1999) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Michelle Jones/Peter Parker, Liz Allan & Michelle Jones Characters: Michelle Jones, Peter Parker, Liz Allan, Ned Leeds Additional Tags: HAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHA, i have no fucking idea what this is, enjoy, Swearing, Alternate Universe - 10 Things I Hate About You (1999) Fusion, Inspired by 10 Things I Hate About You (1999), BAMF Michelle Jones, Michelle Jones is a Little Shit, Awesome Michelle Jones, inspired by kat stratford!MJ, Peter Parker Needs a Hug, Hurt Peter Parker, Peter Parker is a Mess, BAMF Peter Parker, inspired by patrick verona!Peter, Ned Leeds is a Good Bro, Precious Ned Leeds, Good Friend Ned Leeds, Ned Leeds Needs a Hug, Awesome Liz Allan, Protective Liz Allan Summary:

“Yeah, sure, fuck em. Let’s date and con those idiots out of their lunch money.”

an anti-social loner bamf outsiders romance, the trials of trying to ask out someone sorta unavailable, as well as a protective loving sisters story

10 things is a hilarious actually pretty cool film where a guy pays another guy to date the sister of the girl he likes so he can date said girl.

this is my love letter to spideychelle and that wonder of a film haha

so listennn... remember that insane 10 things au i said i might do?? ... well i darn done it now hahhahaha. it’s just a first chapter that’s posted so far, but i’ve already written some more stuff heehehe. sigh... this is a really risky investment imo but i also just kinda rlly rlly love it and im pretty excited to flesh it out... <333

MY FIRST MULTICHAPTER GUYS!!! AGGHHHHH it took me a long ass time before i mostly figured out the logistics of this fic that i decided it would be a worthwhile endeavor and now... im mostly just hyped excited and nervous af hahahaha.

i hope anyone who reads this might find it interesting and intriguing like me hahaha. lablab yalls and whooo hoorah for 10 things, pj, and multichapters yall hhahahaha sighh y brain so insane i cant hahaha luv yalss idk anymore hahaha

#10 things i hate about you #spideychelle #spideychelle is canon bitches #spideychelle multi-chapter fic #au #michelle jones #peter parker #liz allen #ned leeds #<333333 #thank you so much <333

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❝ they always look like they’re keeping score

who's winning , bobbie ? ❞

* ⌞ʾ⁎ ⊰ zoë kravitz, nonbinary, they/she/him ⊱ i think i just saw BOBBIE SONDHEIM walk across trafalgar square, singing to TO BE SO LONELY ( HARRY STYLES ). you know, the THIRTY year old LAWYER? people claim that they are just like BOBBY from COMPANY. it must be because they are CHARMING and NONCOMMITTAL as well… though i could be wrong. all i know for sure is that they live at CHICAGO apartment.⌝

hello hello hello !! my name is lara and i’m super excited to be here. here’s a short intro to bobbie (i’ll probably expand on it later). hmu for plots !!

bobbie was born in new york city, something that is clear the instant anyone meets them — they’re from new york, nothing really interests them.

both their parents worked. dad was a marketing executive, mom was a real estate agent, so bobbie was raised by several nannies. they keep in touch to this day.

their parents divorced when they were young, just a few months short of thirteen. it was mostly amicable — the marriage had just gone stale. they got joint custody and split up the major holidays. bobbie’s teens were split in two.

both parents remarried fairly quickly. bobbie gained two sets of step-siblings (two on each side). they’ve never been particularly close.

it was a comfortable life. they weren’t spoiled, but they never wanted for nothing.

in school, they got along with pretty much everyone. never belonged to any clique, they just sorta floated between them, being friends with a lot of people, but never getting too close to any one person in particular. that aloofness got them a lot of attention from both boys and girls. they dated a few, but never got too invested (a habit they’ve carried onto adulthood).

they moved to london after graduating high school. bobbie had visited once in their teens and fell in love with the city, so when the time came to pick a university, bobbie decided to hop across the pond. staying in their hometown, surrounded by their entire family, wasn’t very appealing to them (despite how much they love it there), but no other city in the us could compare to new york.

after graduating, they started working at a small law firm and made enough money to buy themselves a nice, comfortable apartment. nothing excessive. just comfortable. they’re pretty happy with their life as it is at the moment.

bobbie’s a charmer. they can make anyone fall in love with them within minutes of meeting them. they’re a fantastic conversationalist, a great listener, and just being around them makes people feel good.

people fall in love with them easily, but it’s not always reciprocated. and if it is, they’re just not good at expressing it. they suck at relationships ( the entire musical is pretty much ABOUT that ). whenever things get serious, when it’s time for bobby to become vulnerable and intimate, they back off. they never quite know how to end it, either. bobbie has a nasty habit of letting relationships grow stale and waiting for the other person to do the inevitable.

their relationships often overlap, due to the fact that bobbie’s also afraid of being alone ( you see what the problem is here ?? ).

bobbie flirts with everyone, makes them fall in love, becomes disinterested, and instead of doing anything about that, waits for the person to dump them.

they’re secretly a hopeless romantic. they’re scared of intimacy, but they actually crave it. they want to find that person they can be completely vulnerable with, but they get scared when things get too real. so they act like they’re fine with the way their life is. and that’s just the problem, it is fine. they’re not unhappy, but they’re not completely happy either. just okay. content. comfortable. the crave something more, but never do anything to actually get it.

on the flipside, bobbie’s a great friend. if you’re bobbie’s friend, they’ll never let you down. they’re always just a call away. they’ll make you laugh, they’ll be your wingperson, your babysitter, whatever you need, bobbie is there.

they’re a libra.

also aggressively bisexual.

here’s their pinterest !!

and their playlist !!

i’m very open when it comes to connections, so just slide into my dms or message me on discord @alexandra cabot stan account#4945 !!

some things i would like, however:

bobbie’s lovers from the show. april/andy, pj/kathy, marta/theo, i don’t care about their gender, just bring them to me.

bobbie’s current or former lovers not from the show. bobbie’s very magnetic, they flirt with everyone ( sometimes intentionally, sometimes not ), so if you wanna say bobbie led your muse on, come at me.

a more “ serious ” ex ?? kind of what kathy is in the show ( but this doesn’t have to be her ). just someone they got a little bit more serious with before pulling a bobbie and running away.

friends! buddies! bobbie can befriend anyone, they’re incredibly non confrontational and will get along with your muse like a house on fire.

coworkers!

neighbors!

anything!

#musicalhqs:intro #( bobbie s. ) / * muse .

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xxlovencarexx · 4 years

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How to feel ethereal

- First, Have a healthy and big breakfast. They always say it is most important. After all, It’s the first meal of the day in which decides how you’re going to feel after. Make sure it’s something good and healthy.

- Eat fruits and vegetables throughout the day. It’ll make you feel better on the inside, As well as on the out. Drink lots of water and stray away from soda and coffee. Energize yourself naturally.

- Do yoga or an activity in which is graceful. Ballet is a great example of that. You’re challenging your body but still end up appearing as if it’s nothing but graceful.

-Take a shower or a bath. If you take a bath, Make it a warm one with added essential oils or even bath bombs. If you have a robe, Have it on the ready. Clear your mind and focus only on your breathing. Listen to how you breathe ever so calmly.

- If you are able to, Invest in some silk things such as robes, silk pillows and or silk pj’s. They’re very comfortable and yet make me feel like a princess.

- While in a shower or bath, Afterwards make sure to apply any lotion you want for soft and silky skin. This feeling is amazing and is even better with fresh shaven legs!

- Sit straight when you are sitting down and standing. This is, of course, Optional as for you do not need to do this all the time. It can help you breathe better though and can help with back problems. If you are a girl, You may sit with your ankles crossed. Again, This is just optional and you can sit any way you wish!

- Apply a face mask or cleanser. It’s very important to keep track of your skin’s health. Also, Be sure to watch how it reacts to certain cleansers and what not, So you know not to use those again. Remember to be gentle to your skin!

- Use a gentle and pretty scented body mist to spray onto your body and if you want, Hair as well. However, You can use a hair mask to make your hair smell nice almost instantly!

- Leave your windows opened as often as you are able to, To allow the scent of fresh and natural air to enter.

- Keep flowers and or plants around your home or bedroom. A vase of roses is a great example for a lovely and ethereal feeling to the area.

- Wear flowy dresses, tops or skirts as well as soft and floral.

- Wear colors like cream, white, ivory or pastel pink.

- Apply a gentle pink lip balm every morning and before you go to sleep each night!

- Speaking of sleep, Make sure to sleep at a decently early time to get a full night’s rest.

- If you wear makeup, You may think about applying a little bit of pink blush to your cheeks!

- Spend time doing quality activities such as going outdoors, Reading some of your favorite books, or spending time with friends and or family.

- Use a shimmery highlighter (or eyeshadow!) to make your skin look like it’s ~glowing~

- Eat outdoors once in a while. Yes, A picnic! It’s not done much these days however it’s actually a real nice experience! Especially with friends or your family!

- Clean and declutter your bedroom (or whole house if you wish to go all the way!)

- If you’re religious, Take some time to pray. If not, Try meditating or listening to some calming music!

- Use a wooden comb or brush.

I hope you enjoyed today’s post! Apologizes for being a little inactive again :(

Stay strong lovelies and remember to always take care of yourselves and that you are perfect the way you are, don’t let anyone make you think differently. And with much love!!

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ladyreapermc · 4 years

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Fic: This isn’t a rom-com 7/?

Author’s notes: So this one is a little longer than usual, but not by much. Lot’s of stuff happening and I’d love feedback about the direction I’m taking this. I’m always open to suggestions!

Wordcount: 3524

Warnings: one F. bomb, but other than that, lots and lots of fluff.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

Lilah was supposed finishing her breakfast and getting ready to go to work, but instead, she was browsing the New York Film Academy page, especially the Master of Arts in screenwriting and its admission application.

She didn’t even know why she was doing it. It wasn’t like Lilah was actually considering applying for it. She already had a master’s degree. Not only that, she already had a career that she spent the last ten years of her life investing in. This was just a stupid pipe dream and nothing more.

“Morning”, Isaac’s voice started Lilah out of her thoughts, and she hurried to close her laptop lid and turn to watch as he padded into the kitchen and poured himself some coffee, still on his PJs.

“Morning. Shouldn’t you be getting ready for work?” Usually, Isaac worked from 8 to five or later whenever needed.

“We had some night shooting yesterday and it wrapped up around six,” he replied yawning and dropping on the chair in front of her, cradling his mug. “I’ve just gotten back and I’m planning on sleeping all morning.”

“Jesus! That’s some horrible hours,” Lilah commented with a wince and Isaac just nodded.

“And I’m one of the lucky ones because all the runners take turns helping out while the others take a nap. I don’t know how Keanu does it. The guy is a machine. But this was my last day anyway.”

“Wait, what?” Lilah asked surprised. “You quitted?”

“Yeah. It was good money, but it was getting in the way of rehearsals, both theater, and band.”

“Band? What band?” Lilah looked at him confused. Why didn’t she know about this?

“Oh right! You didn’t come to my last gig,” Isaac said and there wasn’t any accusation on his tone, but Lilah still felt bad. She had been with Keanu last weekend and missed his performance. “These guys liked my vocals and asked me if I was interested in joining their band. I said yes.”

“But what about musical theater and the Hollywood dream?” she asked, her eyes wide. How come she missed such a change in her friend’s life? Isaac just shrugged.

“I’m still doing theater, but you know I love to be on the stage too and these guys have a great sound,” he said draining his mug and picking up Lilah’s breakfast dishes to bring to the kitchen. “And I can still take on Hollywood in a different way. But to do that, I need time to rehearsal. So as of Monday, you’re looking at the newest barista for Novelsy.”

Lilah was at a loss of words faced with so many changes in Isaac’s life in such a short period of time. She was being a lousy friend, focusing too much on her own issues and missing Isaac’s and Jean’s lives.

“Oh. I know that look,” he said with a frown. “It’s the ‘I’m having a freak out’ look. What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours?” Isaac asked, tapping her temple gently.

“I just…” Lilah sighed. “I can’t believe I ended up missing so much in these last few weeks. I’m sorry.”

“Well, you have been a little self-absorbed lately,” Isaac pointed out with a small grimace. “But I get it. It’s the thrill of new love and all that.”

It was weird how Isaac’s words managed to be exactly right, but the truth behind them still took her by surprise. Because no matter how hard Lilah tried to fight it or pretend otherwise, she was in love with Keanu. Had been for a while now and it was both exhilarating and terrifying.

“Oh honey,” Isaac sighed, catching her wide-eyed gaze. “You’re one of the smartest people I know, but when it comes to your own feelings…”

And could she really argue with that? It was staring her in the face this whole time and Lilah didn’t see it. Well, no, that wasn’t quite right, was it? She refused to see it because she was afraid. Afraid of what it could be and where it would lead and how it would end.

And this was so no what Lilah signed up for when started this thing with Keanu. Or at least that’s what she kept telling herself. She kept repeating that he was her friend and that was all but none of her friendships ever felt like this. And to be fair, considering how sweet, humble, caring, intelligent and amazing Keanu was, did she even stand a chance of not falling in love?

“Are we having a meltdown at this time in the morning?” Jean asked in a yawn and filling a cup of coffee for herself.

“The penny finally dropped on the Keanu thing,” Isaac informed.

“Thank fuck! The oblivious thing was cute at the beginning, but it was starting to get annoying,” Jean said, her harsh words shaking Lilah from her daze. “Also, not fun to get kicked off my own place so you could have your little ‘not a date’ with Keanu.”

“I never kicked you out of the apartment!” Lilah complained, glaring at her friend and Jean rolled her eyes.

“Right. Because I wanna be here when you two are making heart eyes at each other. No, thank you.”

“Jean!” Isaac chided cutting her off. “There were a dozen ways you could’ve said that without coming off like a bitch.”

From the corner of her eye, Lilah saw Jean cross her arms over her chest, her lips pulling in a thin line of displeasure. She hated to be called out over her bluntness.

“But even though she could have phrased better,” Isaac continued, looking over at Lilah. “Keanu has been coming over a lot. Not that I mind, but it does take away some of our privacy, you know?”

Lilah sighed and nodded. He had a point. They both did. Lilah never thought she would be one of those people that ditched her friends the second they started dating. Not that she was dating Keanu but…

“I’m sorry. I’ve been a shitty friend.”

“A little bit,” Jean agreed, but Lilah could see she was fighting a smile. “But we still love you.”

“We do,” Isaac agreed with a grin. “And you can start making up for the lost time by coming to my band’s gig this Friday night.”

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world,” Lilah assured, kissing his cheek. “Now get your ass in bed! You look exhausted.”

Isaac nodded and waved at them both, before disappearing into his bedroom. Lilah hesitated for a moment, before glancing at Jean, who was inconspicuously avoiding looking her way.

“Are we ok?” Lilah asked and Jean nodded with a sigh.

“I missed my friend, you know? I missed talking to you, knowing what was going on in your life and sharing mine.”

“I’ve missed you too,” she said, dragging Jean for a hug. “How about tomorrow, after my class, you and I get some retail therapy? Novelsy’s costume contest is next week after all.”

“A girl after my own heart,” Jean joked with a grin. “It’s a date.”

“Alright,” Lilah replied with a chuckle as she got up and head to her own bedroom.

She went to turn off her laptop, Lilah was confronted once more with the New York Film Academy page, which made her pause. When she told Keanu how she considered going to film school as a teenager, Lilah didn’t give him the full picture.

The idea of being a writer, creating stories and universes, especially movies, had always been a dream. She remembered reading The Lord of the Rings for the first time and having that mix of fascination and jealousy of Tolkien for being able to create such a fantastic, magical universe that entertained so many people. Lilah wanted to do that too. Leave a mark in the world, tell a story, make people laugh and cry and love that thing she created.

But Lilah also remembered how her father reacted when she said she wanted to apply for film school. He had actually laughed because he thought she was joking. She knew he didn’t do it to hurt her. He was looking out for her, wanting her to be practical about her future.

What were the odds of Lilah making it in that industry? One in a million considering that she was a woman of color? Considering that it wasn’t all depending on hard work? Was she even good enough to begin with? Well, there was one quick way to find out.

Her eyes shifted back to the computer and Lilah took a seat, browsing her archives. Writing samples were required for submission, a fictional piece and a non-fictional.

She could use one of the reviews she wrote for Novelsy’s blog as a non-fiction sample. Lilah had gotten positive feedback from those. The fiction piece would give her a bit more trouble and after some more searching, Lilah decided on a fantasy story she wrote during college.

Lilah would need to work out a few kinks, but she really liked that one, so she put on her headphones blasting some of her favorite music as the story poured out of her, her fingers flying over the keyboard in a way she never managed to do whenever she was writing her dissertation.

By the end of the morning, Lilah had close to five thousand words written and any thought prepping her class for tomorrow slip her mind, but Lilah didn’t feel guilty at all. There was only excitement as she proofread her material.

After she annexed the documents, Lilah rechecked the application form, hesitating over the campus options. For a second, the cursor hovered over the LA option, before she selected the NY campus and submitted everything.

Lilah must be crazy for even considering LA. Even if for brief seconds. Her life was in New York. LA had nothing to offer her. Which was a lie, she knew, but fortunately, it was one easy to ignore.

Once that was taken care of, Lilah started to get ready to go to NYU. She had some data she needed to run through the analysis software and Lilah could only do it on campus. She was halfway through getting dressed when her phone rang, the screen showing Keanu’s name and selfie with the puppy beagle.

“Hey,” she greeted as how could Lilah have missed being in love with him for this long when just a phone call from him could brighten up her whole day? “How was filming last night?”

“It was good. Tiring, but good. Basil gave us the night off since we’re managing to keep up with the schedule,” Keanu replied, and Lilah could actually picture his proud smile. “I was thinking we could do something. Since I cut off our movie night short yesterday.”

“We don’t have to,” she said, reminded of Isaac’s comment earlier. “You must be exhausted.”

“A little bit, but…” he paused for a moment. “I want to see you.”

His voice was soft barely a whisper and it almost felt a little like a confession and it set the butterflies loose in her belly and she smiled.

“Well, we could watch something, get some pizza…”

“That sounds great. I’ll drop by later?”

“Sure, but promise to get some rest first?”

“I’m in bed right now. Don’t worry.”

And Lilah couldn’t help but conjure a picture of Keanu shirtless in bed, dark hair splayed over the pillow and hooded eyes. Her breath caught in her throat.

“Good,” she croaked as she tried recomposing herself. “Sleep well.”

It wasn’t until she hung up that Lilah realized what she had just done and winced. She was such a terrible friend, but now it was too late. She knew Isaac wouldn’t mind. He would be out rehearsing anyway, but Jean…

Lilah stepped out of the room, finding Jean cleaning the breakfast dishes. She hesitated by the counter, drumming her fingers on the top and Jean heaved a sigh.

“What did you do?” she asked, turning around, hands on her hips.

“I might have invited Keanu over,” Lilah replied with a grimace and Jean rolled her eyes. “Sorry!”

“Fine! But only because I have to do inventory anyway.” Lilah let out a happy squeal and squeezed Jean in a hug. “And you’re helping me with the Halloween contest! It was your idea after all.”

“I promise! Thank you!”

Lilah said her goodbyes to Jean and headed out, doing her best to push thoughts on Keanu and her brand-new revelation aside while she worked, managing to be somewhat successful until she got back home to find Keanu, browsing through her bookcase, dressing in a fitted jeans and a t-shirt so tight it seemed to be struggling to contain his biceps.

“Hi,” she greeted, and Keanu flashing her a warm smile.

“Hi. Isaac let me in. That’s ok, right?”

“Of course. I’ll be right with you. I’m just gonna take just a quick shower.”

“Sure.”

Lilah dropped her things in her bedroom and hurried to the bathroom that she shared with Isaac. There was only one suite in the apartment and Jean claimed it since the place was hers after all.

She went through her usual shower routine, but it wasn’t until Lilah was drying herself that she realized she didn’t bring any clothes with her. Lilah was just so used to shower and then go back to her room to change it kind of became a habit.

If it was Isaac or Jean outside, Lilah wouldn’t even hesitate to step out, but it wasn’t them. It was Keanu and she would have to walk past him to go back to her room.

There was nothing else she could do at this point, so with a deep breath, Lilah pulled the towel tighter against her body, making sure that there wasn’t anything showing before she walked out, refusing to look his way. She did, however, hear his sharp intake of breath disguised as a cough.

Once she was safe inside her room Lilah leaned against the door and let out a sigh. She just paraded in a towel in front of Keanu! Shit! Did he look? She wondered for a second but shook herself out of it. That would lead her nowhere. Instead, she focused on getting dressed, coming back to the living room to find Keanu on the phone. He gave her an apologetic smile as his attention returned to the call.

“My publicist. Sorry about that,” Keanu said, hanging up. “But I’m all yours now.” Lilah couldn’t help her wide grin at the way Keanu took a second to realize what he said and cursed under his breath. “I didn’t mean…”

“I know,” she chuckled. “It’s nice to be on the other side of those for a change.”

Keanu chuckled too, rubbing his nape in embarrassment and part of Lilah want to reach for him, pull him in a hug and a kiss, but that was a very dangerous line of thought so instead, she picked up the pizza menu.

“So, I have a very important thing to ask you,” she started with a somber voice. “It might define if this,” she gestured between them. “Will continue any further.”

“I’m already nervous,” he quipped, turning to look at her better.

“How do you feel about pineapple on pizza?” She inquired and Keanu shook his head in disbelief as he chuckled. “Oh, I’m serious. There is a right answer to this.”

“I don’t like it?” he replied with a hesitant smile and Lilah gaped at him in exaggerated horror

“And you call yourself Hawaiian!” she teased, clicking her tongue in disappointment and making Keanu laugh.

“You do know that Hawaiian pizza isn’t really Hawaiian, right?” He commented and she rolled her eyes.

“Fake Canadian then,” she shot back, sticking her tongue out at him and Keanu snorted in amusement. “Pepperoni?”

“Sure,” he agreed. Lilah called in their order before joining Keanu on the couch.

“So you’re going to Japan?” she asked curiously.

“Yeah. 47 Ronin’s premiere,” Keanu explained, and Lilah just hummed, avoiding his eyes. “What?”

“I didn’t say anything.”

“You have a very expressive face, Bennett,” he said, and Lilah laughed.

“I don’t want to judge a movie based only on a trailer,” she started hesitantly.

“But you didn’t like it,” he completed with a chuckle.

“It’s not that I didn’t like it, I just… Let’s just say Hollywood doesn’t exactly have a great track record on portraying other cultures.”

“You have a point,” Keanu relented, and Lilah was glad to see he didn’t seem upset with her comment. “We did our best to show respect for Japanese culture and the legend, though.”

“I’m sure you did. This is ok, right? Talking about your movies?”

“It’s fine. I like talking about what I do,” he assured, and she grinned.

“So, I can ask about John Wick? Because I still don’t know what’s about even though I’m technically in it?”

Keanu chuckled and quickly explained the general plot for the movie, hands waving around excitedly as he described the entire process behind getting the movie greenlighted and getting his friends Chad and David involved.

Lilah could tell not only how much Keanu loved what he did by the way he was smiling, by the eagerness in his voice, but she could also see that this wasn’t any movie for him. She hung onto every word of his, chin on her head and her chest felt about to burst at the overwhelming affection Lilah felt for him.

After a moment, Keanu fell silent and he once again did that ducked head, hand covering the mouth chuckle that Lilah learned to associate to him being shy or embarrassed about something.

And maybe he saw it in her eyes, so she quickly looked away. The last thing Lilah needed was Keanu catching on to her feelings and making everything awkward between them. She had come to enjoy their time together too much.

It was a bit of a relief when the pizza finally arrived because it gave them something else to focus on, beside themselves.

“You can try the Hawaiian if you want,” she offered after they moved to the couch to eat, a random movie playing on the TV just for noise. “I’m the only one who likes it in this house.”

“I’m good.”

“Are you sure? It’s really good,” she said in a sing-song voice and Keanu snorted.

“You’re gonna annoy me into trying, aren’t you?” He asked with a sigh that really wasn’t annoyed at all. Lilah just nodded with a grin. “Fine. Give it here.”

Lilah didn’t know why she didn’t just hand him the slice. Instead, she moved closer and lifted it in front of him. Keanu hesitated briefly before he took a bite, lips brushing against her fingers as he did it. It sent shivers down her spine because Lilah hadn’t expected it to feel this intimate.

“And?” she asked, clearing her throat.

“It was better than I was expecting,” Keanu admitted sipping his beer and Lilah grinned. Small victories.

She brought the slice back to herself, but before she could take a bite, Keanu leaned forward and stole the last bit. The movement brought him so close his beard actually brushed again her cheek.

“Hey!” Lilah protested as he grinned smugly.

“You’re the one that wanted me to try it,” he pointed out, bumping his shoulder against hers. Lilah shook her head and picked up another slice, trying to hide her pleased grin.

They talked for a while longer, completely ignoring the TV. It was fun and comfortable, and Lilah knew she could probably spend the entire night like that, but it was getting late and she knew Keanu had to work tomorrow and so did she.

“I think we should call it a night,” she said, turning off the TV.

“We didn’t watch anything,” he pointed out and Lilah shrugged.

“It was still fun. I like just talking to you.”

“Yeah, me too,” Keanu replied, his lips tugging on a smile as he helped her clean up.

“So, Novelsy’s hosting its first costume contest next week. Afterward, Isaac’s theater group is reenacting Rocky Horror Picture Show in this bar. It’s basically a bunch of drunk people singing along to the songs, trying to remember their lines and failing miserably. It’s really fun, do you wanna come?”

“Sure,” Keanu agreed, and Lilah could see the doubt in his eyes, that was quickly replaced with a curious smile. “Are you gonna be in costume?”

“Definitely,” she replied, as she looked at him under her lashes. “Gotta be there to know what it is though.”

“Then I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

There was something in the way that Keanu said it, the way he was looking at her that just stole her breath, making her heart thunder in her chest and there was no way to see this as anything other than flirting.

“See you on Thursday, then,” she said, standing up to press a kiss on his cheek. She barely missed his lips and she really hoped Keanu noticed it was on purpose.

(tbc)

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adleryoung · 4 years

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"I can get people drunk at the tavern!" Rowan continued enthusiastically. "My uncle Ash taught me how to hustle mels for drinks back when he owned his place at - that's not important! The point is, I can get 'em plastered and convince them to sign up while they're too intoxicated to refuse. It worked great recruiting for the Duchess' private militia when Daddy's business was partnered with hers .. and if they are still hesitant I can just tell 'em who my Daddy is, and how rich he is - I mean WAS. How rich he was."

"All roight, all roight lass," Estvan interrupted. "We've had enough o' your blarney. Sure an' ye moight be an asset to our cause, but if ye want to be in on this, it's the truth ye've got to be tellin' us. Yer whole story from the beginnin."

"Okay, well, uh," Rowan hesitated. "I was born in a humble bower beside the lake. My father was a simple woodcutter and uh, my mother was attuned with fairy magic. One day a, um, pixie came up to her and it said 'Willow, that girl of yours will someday be queen of all of us, um, lowfolks and highfolks alike.' And my mother smugly kept this to herself for years, but then, see, there was this guy, he was like a, um, an Unseelie wizard who lived on the other side of the lake, and he guarded an enchanted treasure, and my mother said to me, she said -"

"BEGORRAH," Estvan barked. "Just stop, lass, ere ye embarrass us all to death."

"Poor thing," I sighed. "You must be under extreme duress to be telling such outrageous lies. If you're in trouble, I will do anything in my power to help you. But you've got to tell us the truth."

"Aye, lass, the truth an' no more o' yer fantastical fables at all, at all."

"All right," Rowan sighed. "I'll come clean. My father is Walnut Marten, and he is fabulously wealthy. He started out selling lumber. He had some sort of uncanny connection with the forest; he knew where the best wood was, when to cut and when to wait. Nobody could compete with him. He was the most successful lumbermel in the industry. He invested his profits into buying more woodland. Then he formed a partnership with O'Daisies and opened a chain of lumberyards and tool shops. The family took a hit when all of the trees disappeared and the O'Daisies absconded, but Daddy quickly obtained all of the resources they had abandoned, and came back bigger and more successful than ever. I think he actually planned it that way, somehow using the trees against Duchess Catherine."

"If your family is so prosperous, what are you doing out here?" I asked, suspiciously.

"I grew up bored and over-sheltered in the mansion. I wanted to get out and see the world and do things for myself. I snuck out to work in Uncle Ash's tavern, and it was there that I fell into the world's oldest profession .."

"Shadow puppet shows," Rowan choked after a reluctant pause.

"Cushlamochree," Estvan whispered. "Ye poor, poor girl. Was there no honest Floozy work for ye at all at all?"

"The local Floozies wouldn't tolerate me competing in what they considered to be a closed market," Rowan muttered sadly. "I thought the puppets were fun at first, and I .. Great Auk .. I had .. a natural talent for the work."

"You needn't tell us any more about that if you don't want to," I assured her, soothingly.

"Thanks," Rowan sniffed. "Of course my parents were outraged when they found out. Ash's place was burned to the ground and I don't even know what happened to him. They kicked me out of the house until I could get a 'real job' and show them I was a responsible adult."

"The dastardly brutes!" I exclaimed.

"No, no, they're not heartless," Rowan explained. "Every few weeks a courier tracks me down and gives me a little bit of money so I won't starve .. but it's humiliating! I want to be able to show them that I can stand on my own feet! I want to prove I'm worthy of being a Marten! That's why I came out here, hoping to get a wish from the magical elf."

"Why lie about your circumstances though?" I asked.

"I thought if you knew I was rich you wouldn't be willing to grant my wish."

"Gentlemen, a word," Sam whispered. "Odd it is about the shadow puppets. That kind of girl, I did not think she was. But even more curious, the part about her father is. The Voice of the Forest he seems to have, yet speak the Voice of the Forest lowfolk cannot. Involved, an elf must be."

"Sure, tis strange," Estvan affirmed.

"Very unwise it is," Sam continued in a louder voice, "The Duchess of Daisies to double-cross. Protection you will need; the kind of protection that from a personal army comes! The kind of army that trying to raise Adl - er, Lord Randall is!"

Merciful Fuma! I needed to distract Rowan from noticing Sam's awkward slip-up, and also intensify the persuasiveness of his statement! Furthermore, I needed to ensure that this lowfolk femme would be in my thrall, and not the other way around! She was pretty, but she did shadow puppets .. and besides, I had learned my lesson from Ethel! Never again would I let a lowfolk femme steal my heart, only to trample it into the dust like a piece of discarded rubbish! I needed to remember the lessons of Rederbrand and Halewynn and Sir John Hilsinger: Lowfolk femmes could be deadly if not handled correctly!

"I'm prepared to appoint you to a high rank in my organization," I stated as I radiated my best Wiles. "You'll have to follow orders, and there's no pay as of yet .. but you do get the prestige of being one of my top officers, and it comes with a nifty uniform."

"Oooh golly, Lord Rando," Rowan sighed dreamily. "Of course I'll work for you, if it means I can get back in my parents' good graces. I'll go to the taverns and recruit drunkards for your army, and .. and .. for you I'll even do a puppet show to help persuade them!"

Wow! The Wiles were working great! I concentrated and silently composed a Gramarye to transform Rowan's clothes into a uniform - taking care not to repeat the silly mistakes I had made previously with Ethel and PJ.

"I LOVE IT!" Rowan squealed as she looked down at her new clothes. "So classy! It'll be easy swaying the masses in this outfit!"

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millartiste2d · 5 years

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I… I finished it… here she is… my princess…

For some context : as I was looking through my stuff while cleaning, I found an ooooold design of a ninja girl, unamed, no clues about her personality or past or abilities or NOTHING, and… My heart went kaboom??? I remembered how I love Classic Naruto, how ridiculously invested in the series I was, how disappointing Shippuden and especially the ending and The Last Movie were in comparison… and a ridiculous design of a preteen ninja with no context got my gears turning like woah. So I took that feeling in my soul and vaguely based myself on those crappy sketches to actually create an OC. In 2019. This is my life now.

I tried my best to copy the anime style (you can recognise the poses from Sarada’s reference sheet because damn, I really struggled without a model, so my apologies, it’s not original on that part, I consider myself with a more cartoonish style than anime) and make it clean and “professional”, and honestly, I feel satisfied with the results.

Allow me to add a few of her characteristics ! (WARNING : This is a shonen character so tragic backstory to justify mindsets is a must lol)

Family background : Her mother fell very ill when Eika was 7, which led to her heartbroken father to leave the village because he wasn’t strong enough to watch his love agonize, and after a few years of fighting it she passed away, when the girl was 11. Her grandparents had taken care of her since her father’s departure. They are loving, yet old-school in their beliefs and manners.

Likes music more than ninja stuff, walks around with her headphones on unless conversation is engaged (she may or may not be actually listening to music, be careful what you say when you think she’s not listening), if Queen exists in the Narutoverse this is 100 persent her jam, wished to be a composer but her Grandpa said no, she’s only lowkey upset by it, “dances around in her PJs in the morning” type of girl, writes song lyrics on her free time

Kenjustsu user (her wakizashi sword is built for one hand fighting style), she’s as good at swinging a sword around as playing guitar, she kind of loves Taijutsu as well but could use a training buddy to actually improve, paid attention in school and had pretty good marks until her mother passed and she stopped caring

Her mother taught her to always smile and think positive because “no one likes gloomy people”, so she tries to keep the smile up no matter what she feels, which makes her creepy when she’s really really mad (on rare occurences), and once in a blue mood you’ll catch her off guard with her cheeky facade dropped

Hates her father, the fact that he is still out there after his betrayal is basically the biggest reason she struggles to accept her mother’s gone, has trust issues because of him

Jokes and witty remarks, she’s good company, really chill, basically everyone’s acquaintance that makes people laugh, she lives to bring a smile on people’s face and she is proud of her ability to do so, just so playful

Constant bags under her eyes, has bad insomnia problems, will claim otherwise when confronted, hopes people don’t see through her game because she really doesn’t want to have to explain her crippling anxiety, tends to keep people at arm lenght when they pry too much, doesn’t have a lot of people she calls friend as a result

Patient, good listener, never really talks about personal shit (especially her family situation) but gets you to spill the beans

Reads people like open books, not the best at coming up with strategies but definetly capable to defuse yours no matter how many steps ahead you planned, enjoys being intellectually challenged, loves learning about everything and anything because the feeling of your brain filling up with knowledge is the best distraction from her own thoughts

I’ll keep drawing her. I know pretty dang well who her bestie from the main cast might be in term of personality-matching, but what would your guess be ?

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shippingtheswann · 6 years

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FOOLS RUSH IN:

Summary: Emma Swan has been married since she was five years old. Under the old oak tree, she wed Killian Jones, her neighbor. Then, he moved away, but made one final promise, that one day he would marry her for real. See what happens when he returns to make good on his promise.

Fools Rush in Chapter Six

Rating: Mature/Explicit

Warnings: None

A/N: Thanks to CSBB for once again organizing an amazing event. I've been missing Captain Swan for the past year, and having this has helped so much! Thanks to Lana (@high-seas-swan) and Kaitlyn (@Spartanguard) for their beta help. Go check out Lana's story when you get a moment as well – it's amazing! Thanks to Rachel (@Ladyciaramiggles) for the art she has provided. Also, thanks to Kris (@sambethe) for the cover art for the story and for beta help. All of you have made this story what it is! Enjoy Chapter Six, a short little chapter that wasn't such a joy to write, but that I decided to keep. Stayed tuned for Chapter Seven though, it will be worth it!

I really didn't enjoy writing this chapter, but it moved the story along and it was needed. It's super short too. But, I hope you enjoy it. I will be off next week, as I am moving across the world on Saturday and I won't have much time to be posting.

"Hey Killian," he heard from behind him as he walked away from Emma, "if you were serious, I would think about it."

He froze in his tracks as he heard her angelic voice echo through the clear night. His mind was blank, unable to process what she had actually said.

Their night had been going so well—at least, he thought it was. Conversation flowed perfectly between them, once all their past mishaps had been aired and apologies passed around. He found himself fully engaged in every word that came out of her beautiful lips. He was surprised that he was able to follow along with her stories of childhood, all while taking in every inch of her face.

He was captivated by her, and from the moment he held her in his arms, he knew he had made the right decision reaching out to her. He was going to owe Liam something big. His arms had wrapped around her so perfectly, so wonderfully, that he knew he would never be able to hug another woman in his life. He would never be able to live his life now without her in it - permanently.

That was probably what led him to bringing up that stupid promise he had made to her all those years ago. That stupid promise that made her shrink back inside of herself, away from the person he used to know. He watched her physically recoil from him when he brought it up. How could he have been so stupid? Practically asking Emma to really marry him after seeing her for the first time in over twenty years, real smart there Killian. Of course she would say no, of course she would find him weird and creepy. But, none of that stopped him from asking.

When he hugged her, something was lit inside of him - a fire that would never be diminished. He knew that he would one day make sure she knew how she made him feel; but when she mentioned having a son, he suddenly got really worried. Did someone else already have Emma's heart, a heart that he hoped he once had and could have again? Did someone else take his place?

He was relieved when she told him the story of Henry. Of course she would find a way to care for a child she developed a bond with. Even the Emma he had known all those years ago was a tender soul who would adopt a stray cat and nurse it back to health or who would immediately run to a friend who was crying because they hurt Emma he once knew was a compassionate soul, so it would make sense that the Emma he met tonight was the same way.

In his mind, he could picture this Henry, he could picture Emma and him at home; Emma cooking him breakfast as old 90's music blasted through the speakers that sat next to the waffle mix, Henry sitting on a stool at the counter in his PJs that matched Emma's. He could see her hair, still a bit messy from sleep. He had no clue what Henry looked like, so he pictured a younger version of himself.

Shit, he thought in that moment, because he was falling deeper and deeper down a rabbit hole - picturing Emma with a kid that looked like a younger version of him. He was sure that a psychologist would have a field day with that.

All of that led to him asking her if she remembered that promise. All of that led to him lying to her.

He didn't mean it as a joke; he was dead serious. He would marry her tomorrow if given a choice. But he knew he had to lie once he saw her face. He had to play it off as a joke. She didn't look at him the way he looked at her; at least, not yet.

He knew what he had to do. He had to build their relationship back up. He needed to invest in it, prove to her that the Killian she once knew was still there; that even though years had passed, they were still destined to be together.

So yes, when she yelled at the car window that she would consider marrying him, he was shocked.

She would consider a proposal from him. She would think about fulfilling the promise he made all those years ago - and make real the fantasy they had done.

Without noticing it, he found himself back home. Just like before, when he drove to meet her at Granny's, he couldn't remember getting in his car and making the drive. He needed to get a hold of himself.

She said she would just consider it—she didn't say yes and he didn't ask. He needed to calm down and think rationally. He needed to gather his thoughts and decide exactly how to proceed without jeopardizing what they already had.

He had left the letters he had written to her out on the bed he was sleeping on at Liam's. He picked up the box that housed them and perused through them, looking for one that would inspire and help him think of what he should do. Most of the letters from elementary school were angsty and poorly written. The letters from high school were a bit more bright, but filled with drama he wasn't ready to face. His letters from college and his time with the navy were tucked in the back, still new. He didn't need to read those, as most of them were still pretty fresh in his mind.

He eventually settled on one from middle school. He didn't remember exactly what had happened to make him write the letter he was now holding, but the message was loud and clear. He would do anything to win Emma, to make sure she was happy and loved, to make sure she had everything she ever wanted. And he somehow knew exactly what to do.

Dear Emma,

It's hard to believe we are turning thirteen soon. Actual teenagers. I'm sure your parents are throwing you a big party. You will get to have all your friends there and you will have so many presents. It's not the same for me. Liam will celebrate it with me, he will take me out to my favorite Chinese restaurant and he will have a small present for me, but no party, no friends, no real celebration. But, that doesn't matter, what matters is you have a wonderful birthday.

I still wonder about your feelings surrounding your birthday. I know it wasn't talked about much growing up, or if it was talked about we were hidden from the conversation; but I wonder how you feel about celebrating your birthday two days after your actual birthday - on the day the Swans adopted you.

But never mind all that. I am actually writing for a reason.

Today was a tough day at school and Liam isn't home. So here I am again, writing to you, knowing I will probably never send this letter to you. Knowing that you probably never see the writing on this page. But, I need to talk to someone, and I know you will always be there for me, even if you don't know it.

I was sitting at lunch when all of a sudden it felt like the world was crumbling around me. It's still kinda early in the school year, but people have already paired off and chosen their friends' tables. Of course, I am sitting by myself again. Well, there are people sitting at the table with me, but I don't talk to them and they don't talk to me. We just sit there in a comfortable silence. It hasn't bothered me in the past, but today, it did. I was watching all the other groups; they were laughing, talking about their weekend plans, discussing the upcoming dance, and having fun. It dawned on me that I would probably never have what those kids have. Not unless I move back and see you again. I will never have a friend like those around me - someone I can confide in no matter the situation. You were that person for me, you are that person for me.

You know, I think friendships are like true loves. You only have one TRUE friendship, one that means more to you than anything else, one that makes everything better. It's like true love, it stands the test of time. I had that with you. And now, I feel lost without it. Nobody will really understand me the way you did.

Now I know how that must sound - especially since we were so young. How can anyone know such things at such a young age? How can I even tell when as time goes on we forget things from our childhood? Well, the way our friendship made me feel tells me I won't forget it. Just like those true loves, some memories stay with us forever. We will never forget them, no matter what else happens. Your friendship with me is that memory. How could I forget our late night adventures during the summer - when my mom and yours let us sleep outside right on the grass, our sleeping bags unzipped because it was just far too hot to keep them closed, with the stars and moon acting as our nightlight? We stayed up way too late for five year olds, talking about what we were going to do at the amusement park the next week. I distinctly remember your dad coming out and telling us if we didn't go to sleep we would have to go back inside our respective houses and go to sleep there. I remember when our Kindergarten teacher yelled at you for sharing your crayons with another little girl in our class. I remember that we didn't sit together, much to our protest, so I had to run over to you to hug you when you started to cry; because I couldn't stand the thought of you upset. I hated when you cried. I remember the teacher telling me to go back to my seat; I remember telling her to bugger off; I remember getting in a whole lot of trouble from ma that night because of what I said, but all I cared about was making you happy, making sure you knew someone was in your corner.

I miss that, is what I guess I am saying. I miss you. I miss our friendship.

You have no idea what I would do to just be your friend again; your real friend. Like a friend who isn't thousands of miles away and who doesn't talk to you. I mean like those kids I know who sit together at lunch, who make weekend plans, who wouldn't want to do anything without the other one by their side. Now, I'm sure you have friends like that now, you have to (you are pretty amazing, it's hard for anyone to not be friends with you); but I sure wish it could be me. I wish we could make more memories and have a bond that is unbreakable.

But, I know that can never happen.

I've asked Liam a few times if we could move back home. I've begged him to even take a trip. Each time though, I always get the same answer. It's always "One day we will go back, but not today, we don't have the money." He's been saying the same thing to me for years now. One day.

One day will never come though, and it's probably for the best.

I have no idea what is going on in your life; but I can probably take a really good guess. You are probably surrounded by friends. You never had issues getting kids to like you. You were everyone's helper. I am also pretty sure that you aren't living in a small two bedroom apartment that has mold and crazy neighbors that like to yell at each other randomly at 2 in the morning. You don't have to worry about if your brother is going to be able to bring home enough money to get you new clothes or enough food to last the month. I'm pretty sure your parents are still together, and both alive.

What I am trying to say is that you deserve a better friend than me. That is why this all is probably for the best. You don't need to be around someone like me.

If we were still friends; if my parent's fucked up relationship never screwed us over, you would probably not benefit from me at all. It was always going to be a one-sided friendship. You would always make me a better person, not vice-versa.

Yet here I am, still, wishing that we were together and you were back in my life.

What's worse is that I have feelings for you. That's strange right?

On top of seeing everyone making weekend plans with their friends, having people to confide in, I am constantly bombarded with images of people coupling up. I knew one day it would come, but I always hoped I would be in high school. 7th grade does seem a bit early to start pairing off, but it's all I see. I see all these couples in the hallways; I see the guys in my classes getting ready for their first dates; I hear the planning and I see the feelings they have.

And I wish that you were here. I wish I was doing all those things with you.

That's weird right? I haven't seen you in almost ten years, yet I feel a pull towards you. I only picture you when I picture myself making those plans and doing all the things the boys in my year are doing.

We were so close when we were younger and I have to wonder if we would still be so close if I had stayed. I would hope so, but I know I wouldn't be the only one feeling this way about you.

Alright, well, I'm going to stop rambling. What I just wanted to say is that it was hard today missing you. Most days are hard without you, but today was one of the hardest since ma died. It's hard facing a life where i'm probably going to be alone because no one will hold a light to you. It's hard knowing that I don't get to share my days with you, that I don't have someone who understands me the way you do. I wish that there was a way we could go back to what we used to be; before life screwed everything up.

Love always,

Killian

Thinking back on the time, Killian couldn't believe what he wrote. What a little emo shit he was. He could remember sitting alone - something he had done since he was in second grade. He prefered it. Like he said in the letter, no one compared to Emma, so he didn't even want anyone to try.

It wasn't until his first year in high school that he really started developing friendships and venturing out of his comfort zone that his memories and dreams of Emma created.

The letter wasn't very inspiring, but it did make him realize how deep his feelings for his old friend were. Even back then, he pictured himself with Emma. Even though the only version of Emma he had was a dream.

So even though it was quite stupid of him to bring up the promise so quickly, he knew deep down it was the reason he wanted to see her again after all these years. He wanted to know if there was a spark there that could actually develop into something. Yes, he missed his friendship, but he also wanted to see if the things he had felt for an imagination of her translated to the real thing.

And so far it did.

It hadn't even been an hour since they had parted ways when he sent her a message, deciding that it was now or never.

Hey love, want to hang out tomorrow?

He didn't hold his breath this time. Maybe it was because of her response as she left, maybe it was because of how he felt holding her in his arms, or maybe it was because of the three little dots that popped up almost immediately (ok, it was probably that but he didn't want to admit it) - it didn't matter, because he was pretty sure he knew the answer.

Sure. I have some things to do in the morning, but i'm free around noon.

He smiled as he typed his response.

Perfect. Meet me at the park at noon.

Ok, night.

Night, Swan.

#Captain Swan Big Bang #CSBB #Captain Swan #Captain Swan Fan Fiction #Captain Swan FF

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imagineaworlds · 6 years

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Dutch Land -- Loki Odinson

Written by: @ladyteacups

Request: “Heyyyyy soooo for a Loki fic… what about reader tries to teach him their language and it becomes a d i s a s t e r. He says the wrong words every time but to them it’s the funniest shit. So, they visit readers home country (wherever ya want girl) and he says to a local something super insulting but hilarious and he just doesn’t get it. Local may try to punch him in the face. Reader might be laughing to hard to do anything but well, laugh. Maybe just something cute for our little trickster.”

Warnings: Curse words, Mature language

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Word count: 1,249

“Teach me German.”

Y/N looked up at Loki surprised. It was a simple request, and Y/N liked the thought of talking to her boyfriend in her mother tongue, so she agreed.

“This won’t be something you can just pick up, you understand? It will take work.”

“You can do it,” he stated arrogantly.

Y/N scoffed.

“Of course I can, I’m German.”

Loki shrugged.

“Loki, Learning a language takes work, it’s not all fun and games.”

“Then why do you enjoy it so much?”

“Because I-“ She stopped. “Well I- You know what, forget it. You wanna learn German? I will teach you.”

“wonderful!” Loki clapped his hands together once and left the room.

“Oh yeah, we’re starting with grammar first,” she said to herself.

“No no, Loki,” she laughed. “It’s not dick, it’s dich.”

“That’s what I said. Dick.”

Y/N grabbed her sides and laughed again. They had been at it for thirty minutes and he was still messing up basic words.

He tilted his head back and looked down at her from his nose. “Something to say?”

“Let’s move on.” She could hardly get the words out, as she waved his words off.

They had been practicing for two whole months. Loki wasn’t very good but he was trying, and Y/N loved to see the effort. Her native language meant a lot to her and to have the man who meant a lot to her, be invested in it was tugging at the heart strings.

“Einfach.”

“Einfak.”

“Ein-fach.”

“Einfak, dammit, einfak!”

Y/N fell over laughing.

“Use your throat Loki, it’s not difficult. In fact it’s rather einfach.”

“You’re hilarious. Give me something that’s actually einfak.”

She giggled again, but stopped when he gave her a look.

“Achtung.”

“Stop giving me the hacking words, you know I can’t do that!”

Y/N felt her tummy ache from laughter at the sight of him flailing about. He stomped his foot and furrowed his brow at her.

“Oh Loki, you’re hilarious.”

“You’re doing this on purpose.”

“You are acting like a child.”

“Am not!”

“Are too!”

Loki stood and began to walk away before throwing a simple, “I’m done with this,” over his shoulder.

Y/N only rolled her eyes.

“So I hear you’re teaching the angry elf German. How’s that going?”

Y/N sipped her coffee with a light attitude, and a happy morning smile.

“He’s picking it up, but he has trouble with the uh.. hacking.”

Tony smiled. “Hacking huh? Well I could teach him that.”

“Not that kind of hacking, but thanks anyway.”

Natasha entered silently. The conversation stilling as she waltzed in.

“German? I find it simple. Have you tried using a,” she cleared her throat, “motivator?”

“A motivator? You mean like sex? You want me to reward him for learning, with sex?”

Natasha shrugged. “Might help.”

She made herself a cup of green tea, making Y/N feel a little more wary of her coffee choice.

“That’s not funny Natasha, I’m not going to reward him with a blowie for correct answers.”

Tony choked on his coffee and started coughing.

“Well that will never be unheard.”

The girls laughed and Natasha clapped Tony on the back.

“Don’t worry Tony. With Y/N ‘motivating’, I’m sure he’ll learn very fast.”

Tony eyed Y/N.

“She’s just teasing ya know?”

“Yeah I know.”

Natasha smirked and left the kitchen with a wink.

“I think I understand.”

“Wonderbar! We’ve been at this for a while I think you’re ready to try it out.”

Loki smiled at her suggestive look and nodded.

“Yeah let’s do it.”

Y/N shouldn’t have done it. She really shouldn’t have, but hearing Loki attempt her mother language was endearing. Bringing him to Germany was something she had always wanted to do. She really thought he would love it. So after three months of working on his German she thought ‘what the hell’.

“Dutch land.”

“No, Deutschland.”

“Dutch land.”

“Deutsche.”

“Dutch.”

“You’re hopeless.”

“Are you quitting?”

“You’re a pain.”

Loki crossed his arms like a child.

“You realize you’re talking to a god?”

“I’m talking to you, and you’re just Loki, scene queen and pain in my ass.”

“Oh I’m a pain in your ass? You’re the one who doesn’t pick up their clothes from the floor.”

She scoffed. “You’re the one who puts shit on the top shelf so I can’t reach. I’d say that’s pretty petty.”

The smirk on his face showed absolutely no shame.

“I like watching your face turn red. It makes your freckles stand out.”

“How romantic.”

Loki smiled a genuine smile, showing teeth and rounded cheeks.

“C’mon, let’s go into this book store. I wanna find a poem book.”

Loki followed the shorter girl into the store and loomed behind her as she browsed.

“I think these are good. Do you wanna try out your German at the register?” Y/N raised a brow.

“Sure why not.”

She watched Loki grab the books and place them on the counter.

“Wie geht’s?” He turned around and received a thumbs up from Y/N.

“Gut, und du?”

This might not be so bad. He was doing well. Aaaand, spoke too soon.

“What did you just say?”

The angry German words caught her attention and she gave Loki a look, covering her face to hide a smirk. He’d really gone and done it now.

“What? All I said was I hope the weather stays nice.”

Y/N laughed. “Sir please, he’s just learning,” she said back in German.

This seemed to calm the man back into a civil tone. It was going good until Loki opened his mouth again and called the man Hohensohn, instead of saying, auf wiedasehn.

“Dammit Loki! You can’t say that!”

The shop owner lunged for Loki but Y/N was laughing too hard to help. “That was not at all close,” she said to her boyfriend in English. Loki was dodging punches and yelling at her to do something but Y/N still didn’t help.

“How did you not even get close?”

Her cackle made Loki smile but also distracted him, allowing the shop owner to punch him square in the jaw.

She stopped laughing then.

“Oh my God Loki!”

She rushed to his side, cupping his face and examining his jaw.

The man told the couple not to come back. His heavy boots echoed against the floor as he left the tense area.

“Are you ok?”

“I’ve been through worse.”

Loki gripped his jaw and scowled after the shop owner.

“Let’s go,” she pulled his arm and Loki followed her out the door.

“Holy shit! I really can’t believe you said that! C’mon, let’s go get you some ice.”

“I don’t need ice,” he grumbled, letting her yank him around the streets of Germany.

Loki got her home just in time for a late night flick before bed. They cuddled up in a pile of blankets dressed in PJ’s.

“You are an absolute devil,” she laughed out, as she recalled the events in her home country.

Loki only smiled a cunning smirk.

“You didn’t even try Loki!” Y/N’s gut was beginning to hurt again at the memory. “That wasn’t even close.”

Loki crossed his arms and waited for her to look up at him.

“Liebchen, ich spreche Deutsch,” he said in a perfect German accent.

“Hey wait a second. How long have you been able to speak German like that?” She sat up to give him a stern look.

“Eine Weile.” He still held that smirk on his face.

“For three months, Loki? You’re an ass,” she shouted playfully smacking his shoulder.

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mp100journey · 5 years

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Season 1: Episode 1-7

I'm new and I haven't talked to anyone about Mob Psycho 100 yet, so hop on and join me in my suffering journey in watching Mob Psycho 100. Here are my genuine reactions throughout the episodes 1-7 of season 1.

To be honest, the first time I saw this is on Tumblr and my first reaction to it was "it's a bunch of Saitamas"

jesus don't ask the boy such an existential question that even I didn't know how to answer until just recently

Dude, he's in middle school.

Great, you caused him his first existential crisis.

Why do I relate to this on a spiritual level

Reigen: Well, every middle school boy wants to be popular so there's no need to be embarrassed. Even I want to be popular. Me: Did you just call yourself a middle school boy

I like both Mob and Reigen’s voices.

Mob: My dad said, "People who've never smoked before are missing out on half their lives." It made me realize that everyone has a different idea of "missing out". Me: Oh my god, little Mob. I applaud you.

And I love hi- I mean, that is fucking random.

Is that the same little Mob I've grown to love in merely 2 episodes? 😮

Mob, you can't just suddenly have red eyes when you feel rage. That's not fair.

HONEY NO DON'T THINK THAT THAT'S NOT TRUE

REIGEN YOU BASTARD, thank you for reassuring our little Mob and returning him to normal 💓

Nevermind! :D

I wanna continue watching AAAAAA

Aha, sorry but my dear Mob is the main character.

Oh my god, I love Mob.

It's gotta suck to have a middle school boy in his pjs say this to you.

Reigen: *enters the scene* Me: Ah, there's that piece of trash.

I HATE HIM HAHAHAHA

Can I join your religion? I'm looking for the same god.

Nevermind, I found him.

How the fuck is Mob the older brother.

I WOULD BE SO HAPPY FOR HIM IF THIS WASN'T A TRAP

NEVERMIND I'M ALREADY HAPPY FOR HIM IF HE'S HAPPY I'M HAPPY

HE DESERVES THE WORLD AND NOTHING LESS Although, we all know you're going because you're actually hoping that there IS a girl.

Hell yeah, little Mob. Show 'em what you've got.

It feels like I haven't seen Reigen in a while. Come out and do your job as a character, you lazy bum.

There he is, the bastard.

I KNOW RIGHT?! I agree with green Pikachu blob.

What are you, a not-as-cool Bakugou?

How are you that attached to him already Well, he does in fact have no friends so I guess that isn't as hard to believe.

Stop trying to hurt my child or I will end you.

jesus christ he's ugly

I love Mob's subtle reaction to everything that's happening HAHAHA

GAAAAAAAAAAAAASP YOU FUCKER YOU MADE HIM SAY OW H O W D A R E Y O U

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is my overprotective mother persona.

KNIVES ARE DANGEROUS 😭💕

pfffffffffftttt I love how I've only posted his ugly faces when he's supposed to be the "pretty" boy.

Oh my god I'm actually cackling out loud.

"Nice to meet you," he says to the guy who kept attempting to beat him up just now. Bless this child.

AHAHAHAHA BURN BABY BURN 🔥

Alright, man. Joke's over. Let him go.

I didn't include the highlight of the episode (other than the highlight on Teru's bald head), but I have the same reaction of what the shit just happened, little Mob.

THIS IS ME IN THIS EPISODE NOW

IMSOBBINGLSKJASKDJDFKDGN

THIS IS SO CUTE HE LITERALLY DOES NOT SHOW EMOTIONS AND YET HIS BROTHER HIS LITTLE DAMN BROTHER KNOWS HIM SO WELL

I want to hug little Mob T^T

Mob: *sneezes* Narrator: He caught a cold. Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

I wanted to say that once again, Reigen was useless in this episode but... yeah, he was the one who told Mob not to use his powers against other people. You get an inch of respect from me, Reigen. Congrats.

One last episode before bed.

Whoever directs the voice actors; a fucking terrific job, man.

Reigen being useless as fuck again.

I applaud you, Reigen. But I don't know if working as a con artist is any better.

"If it's self-defense, is it okay to shave off someone's hair, rip off their clothes, destroy their pride, make them lose their friends, and destroy the school they go to?" Oh, Mob. ❤️

I'm sorry, lady. As Mob's mother, I do not approve of you.

That's adorable, but why did he easily get startled? I thought he was supposed to be the emotion-suppressing kid.

Bless these good souls for looking after little Mob.

I didn't actually think the story would be this good.

OH, I know who Reigen reminds me of! Another lazy bum! Sakata Gintoki. 😊

tbh, I don't know if I can call Reigen "lazy". He's a con artist yeah, but he works just about all the time.

Can you believe that I'm only in the 6th episode? And yet I'm already this invested in the characters.

I just wanna be honest with what I think about Reigen's character... I have this love-hate relationship with him. But people will see more of the hate side because (honestly there are more reasons to hate him and) every time I admit that I like the guy, such as now, I would feel as if I lost to that fucker. Somehow I have created this competitive relationship between me and the character.

I like the opening, it suits the anime.

Mob showing any kind of emotion is the best thing ever. Except when he's sad. The world might as well drown if he's sad.

They don't have to show me who's the fucker that's calling Mob at the most inconvenient time.

I will destroy these people scaring little Mob.

Reigen: *does what he does best* Me: Reigen... is so... fucking stupid... goddamnit...

Reigen, Mob said con artists are really terrible people. 🙃

Ritsu, no :(

Ignoring the obvious lack of hair under that bush, his character is actually pretty cute when tamed.

HOHOHOLY SHIT HAHA u ded now, Ritsu dear little bro.

Words cannot explain how happy I am with this encounter. Ritsu, as Mob's little bro, fix yourself before I'd want to burn you alive with that new attitude of yours.

I know he cares a lot about Mob, so I would be very disappointed in him if he laid a finger on him. Not because I'm worried about Mob getting hurt, Ritsu's got a long way to go. I'm just worried about their relationship as brothers.

But I'm proud of the once ugly Teru though haha! Good going, man.

#hope the fandom's filled with lovely people!#and I hope you had fun reading!#mp100 #mob psycho 100 #mob psycho #mob #kegayama shigeo #reigen arataka #ekubo #dimple #kageyama ritsu #hanazawa teruki #teru #Kurata Tome #Onigawara Tenga #body improvement club #mp100journey

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