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A wild Gavin appears
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antoine stops being accidentally alien coded
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lazulibundtcake · 7 months
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Why are you posting moles, exactly?
Because it's Mole Interest Monday! Hope you have a good one!
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blackhakumen · 2 years
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Mini Fanfic #1006: Meeting the Velvet Father (Persona 5)
1:23 p.m. at the Velvet District's Elevator........
As they wait and stand inside the elevator together, Morgana starts shaking a bit in fear at the thought of meeting his girlfriend's creator (or father as she likes to put it) for the first time. It wasn't long for Lavenza, in question, however, to gently hold onto to his hand to help calm his nerves while having a soft, reassuring smile on her face
Lavenza: Are you feeling alright, my dear?
Morgana: ('Sighs a Bit Heavily') Yeah....I'm just....nervous about the whole greet and meet thing is all.
Lavenza: Oh there's no need for you to worry. You've met him before in the past, right?
Morgana: Not....really? I mean, I've seen gleams of him here and there, but I don't think I remember meeting him face to face before. Though, I have heard that he has the ability to wipe an entire person's existence away with the palm of his hands....He....doesn't really do any of that, does he?
Lavenza: Not that I know of. (Smiles Softly at her Boyfriend) But I can assure that my father is one of the nicest men you'll ever have the pleasure of meeting, despite his many....(Starts Rolling her Eyes a Little) many interesting antics......
Morgana: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) Interesting?
'Ding'
Lavenza: (Smiles Sheepishly) I'm....sure you'll see what I mean eventually. In the mean.....(Starts Tidying Up Mona's Collar) Just stay calm....(Brust Off Any Speck of Dust on his Shoulders) Be yourself ....(Gently Grab Both of his Hands) And remember that I will always be right by your side no matter what happens. (Kiss Mona in the Cheek)
Morgana: (Immediately Starts Blushing) Lavenza.....(Begins Nodding While Putting on a Determined Look on his Face) You're right. I've come this far to back out from this now. So I gotta make this impression count!.....Hopefully.
Lavenza let's out a soft giggle as she and Morgana begins to walk out of the elevator side by side. As they approach their destination to the Velvet Room, they are greeted to a strange yet wise looking old man with a wide grin on his face and pointy nose to boop, sitting behind his desk. As he sees the young couple walking down to his presence, he gives his paperwork session a stretching halt while letting out a welcoming smile towards their presence.
Igor: Welcome, one and all, to the Velvet Room! (Turns Towards His Daughter) Lavenza, I hope your time at the planetary world has been treating you well as of late.
Lavenza: (Smiles Brightly) It most certainly have, father. (Greets Igor with a Proper Like Bow) And I do hope being here all day doesn't underwhelm you too badly.
Igor: (Smiles Back at his Daughter) Oh heavens no. While I do admit that this room has gotten uneventful for sometime now, I do find quiet atmosphere quite lovely for the most part. (Turns his Attention to Mona) Oh and you must be the dashing young man my daughter told me everything about.
Morgana: (Shakily Blurts Out....) M-Morgana Sakura Okumaru! (Quickly Bows Down at Igor in a Timid Fashion) Pleased to meet you!
Lavenza: (Pouts at her Boyfriend a Little) Mona-Chan, i thought I told you to be calm! (Place her Hand on Mona's Back Before Rubbing it Softly and Turning Back to Igor) He's been nervous to see you since we've got here.
Igor: Ah the classic case of cold feet. I remember having one of those when I was meeting face to face with the parents of a beautiful maiden.
Morgana: You were in a relationship before, Mr. Igor, sir?
Lavenza: Oh yes. He was in plenty of them to be in fact.
Morgana: (Eyes Widened in Surprise) Seriously?
Igor: (Smiles Sheepishly) I was...quite a catch with the ladies in my younger years. So much so that I even attempted to take out almost every admirer I had at the time, on lovely dates. Unfortunately, it....didn't take too long for all of them to discover my careless actions a couple of days later as I was given a harsh, yet fair punishment in the end. A little punching and kicking here and there...(Chuckles Very Lightly) I even remembered my father giving me one piece of chocolate after they left our shop. Such fond memories.....
Lavenza: (Places her Hands on her Hips While Giving Igor a Stern, Disappointed Glare) Well, I hope you were happy woth yourself, father. You should know better than to play with those ladies' hearts like that!
Morgana: Tell me about it. No amount of love and affection is worth getting that kind of karma.
Igor: Yes, but that karma in question did help me see the errors of my ways and Improve my growth as a human being. (Places a Hand on his Chest) And for that, I am truly grateful. (Chuckles Lightly) Well, I believe that's enough talk about this old fogey for now. Instead, tell me how the Joker and the rest of the Phantom Thieves are doing. It's been a while since I've heard from them as of late.
Morgana: (Smiles Brightly) They're all doing great, sir. I'm not sure if Lavenza already told you this or not, but they've graduated from high school last year.
Igor: (Simply Nodded) Oh I'm quite aware of the news in particular and I couldn't be anymore prouder. May their respective futures benefit each of them in the long run. This was also the day you've transformed into a full fledged human for the first time, yes? How are you enjoying the experience thus far, If you don't mind me asking of course.
Morgana: I'm loving it very much, Mr. Igor. (Starts Rubbing The Back of his Head Back and Forth) It's still take some getting used to and there's so many other things about the human nature I haven't goy around to learning yet, but I am definitely getting the hang of it thanks to the help from my friends....(Gently Holds Lavenza's Hand) and your daughter, sir. Wouldn't know what I would do without them.
Lavenza smiles softly at Morgana's words as She begins to lay her head onto his shoulder.
Igor: I see....(Smiles Softly) Well, that is very spendid to hear indeed. It's always wonderful to receive aid and assistance from your closest companions. And it makes me happier to see my daughter has found someone as kind, well-mannered, and loyal as yourself, my boy. She talks about you a great deal whenever she comes here to visit.
Lavenza: It's true. Even before the day we became a couple, I would always tell my father and siblings how special you are to me, regardless if I would fall for you or not. Though if I must be honest with myself for a second.....(Happily Snuggling onto Mona's Shoulder) I am truly blessed and thankful that the former has occurred in the middle of our developing relationship!~
Morgana: (Heart Begins to Melt in Pure Happiness) Lavenzaaaa~ Me too- (Eyes Suddenly Widens a Bit) Wait. You have siblings?
Lavenza: (Happily Nodded) That's right. Two older sisters and an older brother. I can't say that I've seen much of them as of late, but I am positive that they would be very delighted to meet you someday in the future.
Morgana: (Smiles Softly) Cool. I can't wait to meet them too. (Smiles a Bit Sheepishly While Rubbing the Back of his Head Back and Forth) And....Hope I make a good impression on them too.
Igor: Oh come now. There's no need for you to worry about that. I've raised those three as my very own for a very long time now, and while their personalities and characteristics contrast from one another the more they grow older, I can assure you with the utmost care and pride that rest of my children will be the most spendid Trio of young adults you will ever have the pleasure of meeting. So the only form of advice I could provide for you at the moment is to remain calm and be true to yourself.
Morgana: Huh. That's....almost the same thing Lavenza told me to do before meeting you.
Lavenza: (Proudly Nodded)
Igor: (Raises an Eyebrow) Is it now? And I take it that the advice she provided is helping you in any capacity?
Morgana: (Turns to His Girlfriend Standing Side By Side With Him as He Begins to Smile) Yeah. I think it's helping me out a lot right now. (Turns Back to Igor) And I'm really having a great time talking with you so far, sir. You're not as scary as I thought you would be.
Igor: (Happily Nodded at the Human Cat Boy) Likewise. I was a little skeptical about you at first, but as I said before, I am truly grateful for you making Lavenza happy. (Suddenly Puts on an Dark, Evil Grin on his Face) It would be a real shame if I were to ever find out otherwise. I can't say I ever remember the last time I've sent someone to the void of pure....blissful....nothingness......
Morgana: (Immediately Starts Shivering in Fear) N-N-Nothingness.....
Lavenza: ('Gasps') Father!
Igor: Yes. Nothingness. A fate far more worse than death I'm afraid......
Morgana: W-W-Worst.....than....death?.......
Igor: That's right. (Points at Morgana) And YOU will be the next permanent visitor if you dare to cause my daughter grief!
Morgana: (Places his Hands on Both Sides of his Head in Pure Horror) Oh god! Anything but Permanent! I'm too young to be banished alone!!!
Lavenza: (Couldn't Believe What is Happening Roght Now).Father, you will stop this nonsense at once-
Igor: (Suddenly Starts Snickering into a Heartly Laughter) Ahahahahahaha!~ (Inhales Before Sighing) My deepest apologies......(Wipes a Tear From his Eyes) It was rude of me to scare you like that, but I couldn't really help myself at that moment. (Starts Snickering Some More) I couldn't even send someone to the void even if I wanted to.
Morgana: (Sighs in Pure Relief as He Bends Down and Places his Hands onto his Knees') Ohhh thank god and Hades......
Igor: (Raises an Eyebrow in a Bit of Confusion) Hades?
Morgana: I'm thanking him for not getting me terrified to death.
Hades: It's what I do.
Lavenza: (Sighs as She Gently Places her Gand onto Mona's Shoulder) I am so sorry about father's immaturity, my dear. (Glares at Igor in Front of Her) It seems he doesn't know the slightest concept of making lighter jokes.
Igor: Yes, yes. I do admit, I did took that joke a tad bit too far.
Lavenza: A Tad!?
Igor: (Playfully Raises his Hands Up to his Fafe in Defense) M-Mostly! I....took it mostly too far....But in order to make up for my carelessness, how about I present you two for a time of tea. (Makes a Set of Teapot, Cups, a Playe of Cookies and Chairs Appear With the Single Movement of his Hand) It will be my treat.
Lavenza: (Turns to Mona Woth a Soft Smile) What do you say, Mona-Chan? A simple, relaxing tea party to help ease your mind a bit?
Morgana: ('Sigh') Yeah....(Starts Making his Way to Igor's Tavle With Lavenza By his Side) Some tea and cookies would be great right about now. (Smiles Softly) Thank you, Mr. Igor.
Igor: (Properly Bows Towards Morgana) The pleasure is all mine, young man.
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the-strawman · 9 months
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Need to get out of bed but I don't wanna
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riverswater · 1 year
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If I made a survey would you take it
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vibrantvenus · 1 year
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Sorry guys threesome with Jesus canceled he wasn't into it :/
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volturissideslut · 8 months
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Hi darling angel!
So I'm in the mood for some angst!
Could you write about poly! Volturi kings x reader who after an argument with them (why idk) is very quiet, because they told reader that their voice is annoying and complaining how annoying their voice is.
What would they do?
I was thinking a lil sexy time? (about how much they love their voice lol)
𝖁𝖔𝖑𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖎 𝖐𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 (𝕻𝖔𝖑𝖞)
I love this idea so much, you have no idea. It's not really an argument, just a snide comment confirming a previous insecurity.
All throughout your childhood, you had been told to "be quiet" or "Shut up. Your voice is annoying" and it had taken a lot of time and a lot of self growth to get to the point you were talkative again
All to be shreded to pieces by a singular comment
It was Caius who said it, snappy after a particularly difficult day
All of them were exhausted, which is difficult for a vampire to get to, and you wouldn't stop going on and on about your day. The plot twist in the book you were reading, the new café you went tried out, the cat you saw on the street and-
"For heavens sake, do you ever stop talking?"
Oh
Instant shut down, all those years of work in being comfortable with your own voice beginning to crack,only to be shattered further
"Your voice is particularly grating today and it would serve you well to stop"
Marcus spared you a glance, but nodded in agreement while Aro just sighed and sat still with his head in his hand
They wanted you to be quiet, and so you were. With a simple nod, you turned around to walk out and they seemed appreciative at the time
Hours passed and they had begun to miss you. Well, Marcus had. Aro also wanted that familiar comfort that you bring. Caius still needed to cool off, still slumped in his chair, but knew that he needed you soon too.
And so, one by one, in the space of around an hour, they came looking for you
"Tesoro, there you are. What are you doing?" Marcus asked with a small smile, wanting to join you
And you had wanted to respond,you really did. But your voice felt stuck in your throat.
Unable to speak, you looked at him and gave a weak smile, turning back to what you were doing
And his face falls
"Tesoro?"
No response
"would you like space?"
A nod. And he leaves.
Aro would be next to see you, wanting that love and warmth you bring. Still unaware of your state, he'd ask you to sing for him.
Just a sweet little lullaby like you did so often. So warm, so loving, so comforting
And yet you didn't even open your mouth
Tears came to your eyes, insecurity and anxiety rising, and yet still unable to communicate anything vocally.
"Amore mio, are you alright?" he would ask, stroking your hair so nicely. So lovingly, almost as if he hadn't completely disregarded you, agreeing with your mates and confirming your biggest insecurity
And yet you couldn't even tell him, voice still stuck
You were cursed by your own brain
All you could do is look at him, teary eyed. Unconsciously, you had touched your throat, mout opening and closing yet no words coming out
"Is it your throat? Does it hurt?"
A nod and a shake
His voice is so achingly soft, oozing with care and worry. A very stark contrast indeed.
He'd call the nearest guard to fetch the other kings for him, and they come rushing
I mean, of course they would. You're everything to them
Caius would kiss the back oglf your hand softly, being patient for what seems like the first time in his lifs. Marcus would have his face buried in your neck, breathing you in and keeping you as close as possible. Aro says where he was before, hand on your cheek as you struggle to for words.
Life's a funny thing, isn't it? While it seems you were unable to get a singular word out in front of them earlier, now it seems that you just can't stop. It all comes out in a jumbles mess of nonsense for them to piece together yet they still stay, listening to you intently.
"oh, my love" Aro would say, never looking away as they listened to you
And when i say they listened, I mean they really really listened
Profuse apologies from Caius because he had never meant to hurt you, he was just exhausted and lashing out and unfortunately you were the one in his path
Marcus is silent, just holding your hand and holding you close. It's later when your alone together that he apologises. He wanted it to feel more meaningful, more personal and felt this was the way to do it
They make a conscious effort to not dismiss you now, even though they didn't really do it much before either
And when you sing for Aro as he so often ask you to, you get twice as much praise as usual
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queenfinehair · 1 year
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The Bartender
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Pairing: Modern!Halfdan x Fem!reader (No use of Y/N)
Warning: Minors DNI. Alcohol use. Mentions of abuse. Just, please, adults only.
Disclaimer: Moodboard is made by me from photos found on Pinterest. I do not claim ownership.
Plain and simple? It was sleazy. A dive bar to be crowned the best by those who frequented it and labeled trash by those who never set foot in. The drinks were watered down, cheap and bitter. So why were you there in this seedy joint?
Him. Again. Plain and simple, your boyfriend had finally done it this time. This time you meant it when you left with a swelling right eye. This bar just happened to be the darkest one you had come across and by God, you needed a drink and fast.
"What'll it be?" A napkin in place of a fancy coaster is slid in front of you and you look up. A deep pair of inquiring honey-brown eyes are searching your face, waiting for both an answer and explanation.
"Oh, uhm, strongest thing you have. Top shelf, please." You're already beginning to gather the money needed to pay for this liquid therapy. A snort of a laugh makes you look up suddenly though, frowning already at the attitude.
"Lady, top shelf here doesn't exist, but I know just what you need. Tequila, straight up with a splash of lime. Trust me."
He wasn't condescending in tone but in your fragile state it still made you both frustrated and teary eyed. You quickly wipe at your eyes and flinch at the contact. "And a raw steak as well..." you mutter under your breath and put a $50 on the bar counter.
"You wouldn't want that either. Again, trust me." He laughs from his belly this time and nods towards the lame kitchen doors. "Food here'll give you poisoning faster than the drinks."
This gets you to smile small and thank him for the drink, "keep 'em coming. I'd rather not feel this tonight."
Taking the money from you, the man pauses for a better glimpse under the dim lights. They're enough to hide from but he knew better. "You runnin' from this guy?"
Shaking your head you take a gulp of the harsh liquor and hiss, "I wouldn't say running, exactly..."
"But?" He holds up a finger to an already drunk man down the way, signaling that he'd have to wait just a minute longer.
Another gulp, another hiss and you look into his eyes, "I need to get away. I need to hide and this place seemed the perfect fit for that. No offense meant, by the way."
He shakes his head with a large grin forming on his lips. "None taken. I'm Halfdan, by the way."
"Interesting name." you begin with your own introduction to the strange man behind the bar. You take another gander and only then do you see that his face is covered in an intricate and intriguing tattoo. The ink was slightly faded and looked to be a shade of blue... or was it black? In these lights the details were easily blurred into obscurity so you just shrug off the color and continue with your drink, noting that Halfdan had left the bottle on the bar. He'd left to help another patron with his needs.
With him helping the drunk male you take it upon yourself to grab the bottle and fill your glass up, smiling to yourself as the liquid courses through your system. Your eye would hurt like hell in the morning, but for now you were content.
"Mark, I told you, you're at your limit." Halfdan swears under his breath as he walks back to where you're sitting and raises an eyebrow at the bottle plopped in front of you. "And you..." He begins slyly, playfully taking it back and grabbing another, stronger tequila. "This is what you'd rather have, I'm guessing."
You finally omit a laugh and nod with enthusiasm, "what happened to no top shelf?"
"That's mostly for people like him," he points with his head, the hair that sits to only one side oglf his head swaying with the movement. "Mark! Go on, get!"
The two men have words and as Halfdan jumps the bar to escort drunk Mark out you watch his build. Slim was the first thing you notice, his tight black t-shirt clinging to his sweating body. Dark blue jeans cling to his hips legs. You stare a moment longer at his ass before raising your brows in appreciation, turning back to the alcohol in front of you.
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"So you've been with this guy 6 months, think it's true love, he's jealous and finally he beats you?" Plopping a peanut into his mouth, Halfdan blows out a breath and shakes the hair from his eyes. "Shit."
The bar is empty now and the time is late. You both have been sharing the bottle of tequila and have moved to a booth. It's shabby, torn and red in color but it's much more comfortable than the stool you'd been sitting on before. A small bowl of peanuts sits in front of you that's being shared and you snort out a laugh now.
"In a nutshell," a peanut is held up with a smile, "that's what happened." And into your mouth it goes. Halfdan watches the movement with wry fascination before he talks again.
"You deserve better than a raw steak on your eye, ya know." He motions with a finger the the very piece of raw meat that he'd gotten out for you. Noting how brown and out of date the steak had been though, you politely had rejected.
You both take a shot and wash it down with the juice of half a lime, licking salt off of the opposite hand and laugh together at the synchronization of your actions.
The old jukebox plays a slower song and you sigh, closing your eyes and letting your head fall down and you groan.
"Ahh, nope. I don't think so, not on my watch." Halfdan slams his hands on the booth table and stands up, swaying slightly. "C'mon then, darling, let's dance the pain away. I'm not good at it but I'll try."
You take his outstretched hand and stand as well, walking with the taller man to the so-called dance floor, laughing at the scuffed linoleum. "I'm sure you dance fine." Your words slur and he wraps his arms around your waist, bringing you close.
Your own arms wrap around Halfdan and his chin comes to rest on your head. The room sways with both your movements and the alcohol. A tear or two slides down your cheeks as you think of how nice this strange man is, far more kind than your ex-boyfriend.
"Halfdan..." you begin and as you move to look up, his glossy eyes catch your own. He looks from your eyes to your mouth and back again. The though crosses your mind as well and with so much of the liquid courage flowing through you both, you take the first move and kiss him.
He breaks away first, standing away from you now with both hands up in surrender, "I don't know..." He mutters your name and shakes his head before you take full control. Lightning courage has you in its hold as you close the distance.
"For some strange reason, Halfdan the Bartender... I trust you. Make me feel good. Better than I already do. Please."
He heaves a sigh and takes your hands in his, leading you to the door at the front, where he locks up, turns back and motions to you to follow him now, dropping your hands.
There's an upstairs to the bar hidden in the kitchen with slim, creaking stairs. A door stands in front of you as Halfdan works the locks, opening the stained door to a rather lovely living room.
"So," Halfdan admits sheepishly as he scratches the shaved side of his head, "Welcome to my place. Let's get comfortable."
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I will never get over this one, the "I love you" wasn't hust Cas, he wasn't acting really as Cas even for the simple fact camera they were off the script so it won't get in the show, but it show something between them that could also be explained by origin script but also by their realtionship that very couple way oglf behaving, all the gag reel scream couple having fun and teasin each other sexual way from words chocing and Misha holding is hand while Jensen the one he lean his head closer to crotch pretending its Mosha doing it.
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The "I love you" it's a mix of both the same way Misha slipping confession scene was his and not saying Cas because them and character mixed with each other, and there most of time no real separation between them, both "I love you" is cockles and destiel.
There is of course some more I can say about the word choice here but it's not for the main.
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the-circus-ctrl-key · 1 month
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Fuck you caine noone ask *im keep toching your chest and sides oglf your belly*
>:C
uh oh
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luisfrost51 · 1 year
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Mmm great observation
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macey-wacey · 1 year
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Ngl im kinda sad Hananene's spinning didn't result in one of them landing on top oglf the other. Its cliche but perfect for them dangit 😤
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golldenvallion · 2 years
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So here are some random here are some random 4town headcannons because I'm bored.
- there ages during the movie
Jesse 26
Robaire 21
Aaron Z 20
Aaron T 19
Tae 18
- Robaire is 2,5 month older than Z and he takes every change he has to rimand him.
- Robaire is 5,8 and Z is 6,2 and he also takes every change to remind Robaire.
- even thou Aaron Z is the best rapper of the group aaron T is the best freestyle'er of the group and comes up with either the best or the weirdest lyrics.
- T and Tae start free style sessions at the most random times of the day with Tae beatboxing and T just making up lyrics about the most random things but sometimes the verses are actually good and the boys just decide to put it in one of there songs.
- Robaire is the biggest Disney fan out of all of them and him and Jesse used to watch together before they became so busy.
- Jesse trusts Robaire the most when it comes to baby sitting his kids. It's not that he doesn't trust the other guys but Robaire is simply the most responsible one out of them.
- Tea once caught T drinking some beer once because he wanted to try it out and now Tea teases him by calling him an 'alcoholic in the making' T didn't like the taste thou so he never picked up another beer again.
- But another reason T doesn't drink alcohol in general and tries to stay away from it as far as possible is that his dad used to be an alcoholic and althou T has a great bond with his dad he is to scared of becoming like him and Tae's joke turned him off of alcohol for ever.
- Tae and Z are both autistic and T has ADHD.
- tea used to get bullied in elementary school but at some point he got fed up with the classmates that kept bullying him and he straight up just.... Hit one of them in the face with a book and althou the bullying didn't stop right away he learned how to stick up for himself from that moment on.
- Robaire is an absolute momma's boy but he reay looks up to his dad and has a great bond with both of them.
- Jesse learned how to play guitar in high school to impress girls and discover that he had a serious passion for music and that's when he dicided to go to art school to become a performer.
- Jesse once beat up some paparazzi dude because he kept bothering Z.
- Z and T have confersation in Spanish from time to time and mostly just gossip about theire families but also about people from the crew from time to time. Little do they know that Jesse also understands Spanish and listens in on theire confos from sometimes to get in on the gossip.
- T and Z have knows each other sinds they were little because theire perants knew each other but they didn't go to the same elementary school and didn't live near each other so they didn't realy become friends until middle school.
- Robaire and Jesse are huge fall out boy fans but no one believes they are for some reason even thou they know multiple songs by heart and always sing along with the lyrics when they come on.
- Z also got bullied like Tae but he gor bullied in middle school and high school because he was 'too quite and intimidating' and people started to make up rumors about him. Saying that he killed someone once or that he was on a watch list witch caused Z to feel super isolated at the beginning oglf middle school until he and T became better friends.
- Robaire has glasses but he used to be one of those toxic mfs who say they don't need glasses until he gor lences.
- Z actually thinks that Robaire looks realy pretty with glasses on but he'd rather die than admit that.
- Robaire once caught T making out with one of the sound interns after a show (their were both 17 at the time) but decided to leave the boys alone and not interrupt them. He has never told anybody that he say them including T and T has no idea that Robaire saw him that night.
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ittybittytatertot · 7 months
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The first girl dinner video I saw was a can of pepsi she had found in the freezer and thawed out, a banana, a muffin about to go bad, some toast, and a hot dog (sans bun). It was more about the haphazardness oglf it all, not about it being dainty or chic but the trend has definitely become about being ~quirky~ and there are also definitely some uh. ED-esque videos sprinkled in amongst the trend
I'm too old for this 😭
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dreamauri · 3 months
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┇𝗪𝗘'𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗘𝗘𝗧 𝗔𝗚𝗔𝗜𝗡 - part four ┇ ︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶ ┇when the love of your life gets hurt and he for ┇some reason still wont leave you, even in death. ┇︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶︶꒷꒦˚₊   ┇ . 🌿 :: pairing — ( max vertsappen  x  fem! reader ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠genre — ( angst )  ┇ . 🌿 :: ⁠song — ( link ) ┇ . 🫧 :: ⁠word count — ( 723 ) ╰  🌿 :: ⁠ content warning — ( X )
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"Y/N?" Max was confused for sure. Both of you were exhausted. You physically and emotionally and max just emotionally. The past day has been so hectic he felt like he was going break down again. You didn't reply to Max's call, body drenched from the rain.
Your shoes were soaked and the wet socks were growing uncomfortable. You walked and walked and walked and Max followed. It would've been easier if you had just driven to your destination ( if you hadn't been traumatized by the sight of Max's car imitating a merry go round a month prior ).
"Y/N—" Max called to you again, but you cut him off this time, gesturing around you to the foreshore around you. "Three months ago, you proposed to me here, on an evening." You threw your hands up.
"You gave a long speech about how you loved me and how we were the only people for each other." Judging by your frustrated tone, Max knew he wasn't going to like what was coming next. "You got on one knee and asked me to marry me with this ring." You held the golden band with the gorgeous diamond up for him to see.
"And I said no."
Max could literally hear the world around him shatter. His heart cracking, piece by piece falling apart with each beat, if his heart could beat. You weren't engaged to him? This whole time? You were lying? "W–What?" "I was scared." You explained. "I didn't want to lose you. You were to precious and with your profession with people getting injured and hurt right and left, I was scared."
You were thankful the rain was heavy enough that no one would be outside or hear you talking to yourself. "And it was stupid, because I lost you either way, even when you weren't mine to lose." Max couldn't tell if you were crying or if it was the rain splashing your face. "And now because of me, you're trapped here." You threw your hands up, a pained laugh falling from your laugh.
Max felt conflicted. Should he shout at you? Comfort you? He really wanted to cry. And he wanted to be away from you as well, but the ring you held in your palm prevented that. he tried to hold in a sob, watching you rub your face in your hand.
"I should've never let you hang around." Max gasped as you said that, following you quickly, hopping in a run after you. He recognized the streets: you were running back to your apartment. Max looked back at the foreshore one last time, seeing the faded image on him getting down on one knee infrong oglf you, opening the velvet box.
It didn't take long before Max caught up to you, watching you rummage through your kitchen. "What are you doing?!" He gasped seeing you toss the band in a pan inside the oven. "What I should've done all along." You answered, agitated, turning the oven up to 750 degrees.
"No. No, Y/N. Please. Please let me stay." The Dutch begged, holding his hands together, feeling himself hyperventilating. "Let me stay. We can fix this. I understand your side of the story we can talk." He got on his knees beside you. You shut the oven door shaking your head.
It truly hurt having to watch the diamond through the glass while max cried beside you. You never thought that you feel this amount of pain at once. Not only losing the love of your life, your best friend one, but thrice. The rejection, the crash, and now. Maybe if you never accepted taking the ring from Victoria you could've avoided all this.
"I do love you, Max. I do." You told him, wiping your tears. "And if I could take back what I did that day I would. I don't want to spend my life with anyone else but you." You took in a shaky breath. "I want you to know that."
You could feel his sobs quiet. "You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. Finding you in recess that day in 6th grade, it was the best day of my life."
By the time you turned to look at him, Max was gone. And so was the ring, gem gone with melted gold.
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