#alsooooo no names :D
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i feel sick rn
#my sims#ts4#sims 4#sims4#ts4 cas#sims 4 cas#sims#ts4 portrait#sims 4 portrait#ts4 lookbook#sims 4 lookbook#title bc i feel sick rn ;)#alsooooo no names :D#also mad sick in love with all of them#gn
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Kaneko Rie (金児利恵)
“My name is Kaneko Rie, 18 years old. I’m currently doing my entrance exams… well… was.”
Character Description
An odd and respectful prisoner, to a certain extent. Rie has a warm and friendly demeanour, like an open book in a different language, however often unconsciously getting on people’s nerves with her intellect. Her knowledge on certain subjects like math and medicine are far beyond her age, unsettlingly so. When interacting with her seniors or those in a higher position, she will talk respectfully and use formal honourifics. While with those younger than her, she takes a much more laidback approach, falling into an older sister role. This habit however complicates her language with the guard, shall she be formal? Or treat Es their age?
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Name: Kaneko Rie (金児利恵)
Name meaning: Kane (金) golden/metal. Ko (児) child. Ri (利) value. E (恵) blessing.
Age: 18
Birthday: October 15th
Height: 163 cm
Blood type: AB
Text colour: Fern green (#85A834)
Occupation: Highschool student
T1 song title: Optimised Design
T1 voice lines
“Murderer, huh? Well you say ‘tomato’ I say ‘tomato.’ You’ll soon understand right?”
“Quite the place you got here! Hey, you’re not gonna be strict about tidiness, yeah? Oh… yeah of course, we’re in a prison.”
“You sure have a nice job going for you, must be making your folks proud.”
“Feel bad about what I did? Well I never thought about it… I don’t know…”
“D—‘t worry, y—‘ll be safe s—on”
T1 relationships (Template by @clover0101 :D)
Oh em gee, Bloop made a MILGRAM oc :0 Tbh, I’ve wanted to make a oc for this fandom for a lonnnggggg time, but now I finally got my lazy ass to make one. Anyway, I’ve slotted her in as the 11th prisoner in canon MILGRAM because I’m too lazy to make 9 more and 1 guard (it’d be fun but naux), so I’m keeping her here or if anyone wants to adopt her into their ocgram, ofc 🤭🤭🤭. Anyway, feel free to ask questions, I am prepared >:). Alsooooo, what she doing at the bottom? what’s that glitch line? Smth to do with her sin perhaps???
#kaneko rie#art#my art :d#ocgram#milgram#oc#MILGRAM oc#ple ask questions cuz I’m very hyper fixated lmao
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𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗/𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜!
hi darling!! my name is rachel! and I am a writer here on tumblr!! writing is something I love to do, it's my passion, next to Jesus!! so... for those of you sending in some things you'd like to see on the page, here are some things you should keep in mind when sending in a request. :)
no unnecessary use of profane language
no bullying, degrading, open show of hate/bigotry
i'm changing up my smut policy… probably won't be doing very much of that anymore, unless it has to do with slight implications of it and things of that sort.
^^^ nothin' under age for fictional characters honey!!!
this goes back to the second one, no hate toward a certain people group, be it ethnicity, religion, gender, sexuality, political affiliation, etc.
feel free to ask for private commissions so I can specify with names/descriptions!!! there will be a time when those requests are closed, but there will also be a time when they are not!!! :D
the same rules apply for private commissions as they do for public.
i write crush imagines (don't judge! :() and i do fictional writing for private commissions - such as short stories about any interesting topics, but that in particular can be discussed in more detail if you send in a private req! :) (no more than 2k words pls)
I HAVE A LIFE. I can't write for you 25/8, but maybe 7/1. (Joking-) But yeah!!! If you've burnt out all your writers, maybe it's time to go read a book!! Touch some grass, you beautiful uncultured swine.
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my fav is the whatchamacallits {thats the name of the candy }
eeeeeee low key i think i’ve had one of those once in my life ahh bare with me—
7/10– tho i don’t remember it a lot :D 6 or 7 /10
mmmmm i feel like you’d be the type to pull a prank on someone or a teacher and just always gets away with it. either cause no one would suspect you or because you seemed “to obvious” to be the culprit. hmm also a bit of a stretch but i feel like you’d be bilingual or you like learning new languages and stuff! alsooooo ahh i feel like you have a lot of stuffed animals and each one has a name and personality just for them :3
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can you explain a bit about jack's origin story?
for the oc competition.
thanks!
sure, of course!
so, jacqeline is their full name.
jackie is specifically a 2012-based character. theyre more like a persona/self insert than an oc though 😅
his backstory aint too interesting though. they're the younger sibling of casey (technically i wanted to make 'em twins but eh)
thats really all that he's got though 😀🥲
buuuut.
some other tidbits of info:
jackie is genderfluid (using all pronouns but mainly he/they) and aroace.
their glasses are INDESTRUCTIBLE. literally. try breaking them, it wont work :)
jack has pretty much no sense of smell (like me irl!!)
technically i CAN smell stuff, but it's more like a range of severity. like.
like. 1 being deodorant and cooking meat being 10. (1 has the least scent and 10 the most).
alsooooo
heres some lil ref of him bc why not!! :D
@tmnt-oc-comp
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Hello author! Can I ask for K and L for Sanji/Ace please. (Fluff) thankyou!
Fluff Alphabet - Portgas D. Ace
a/n: hiya!!!! Here is ace’s fluff alphabet! 💗I know you only asked for K & L but I hate only answering a few letters of these at a time LMAO 💀ALSOOOOO I’m going to Sanjis at some point too, because I got a lot more angst asks than fluff so yahhhh! Anywayssss hope you enjoy<3333
A-Activities (what do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)
Ace absolutely loves to pull pranks on you AND he loves to pull pranks with you. Once a month you actually have an all-out prank war against one another where even the crew fear that they will be caught in the middle of it.
Oh, and true to his character, the two of you spend a lot of time eating food together. It’s very difficult for any normal human being to eat anything close to the amount Ace eats, so more often than not, it’s you staring at him in awe while he scoffs down another plate of food.
B-Beauty (what do they admire about their s/o? what do they think is beautiful about them?)
He finds your smile to be one of the most beautiful things he’s ever seen, it’s even more beautiful when the smile is directed at him. The moment you smile at him everything else in the world seems to melt away. Ace does everything in his power to bring a smile to your face, because when you smile everything else seems to fall into place. (SO CLICHÉ I KNOW BUT IT’S TRUE!)
C-Comfort (how would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?)
His go to method of comfort is cuddles. He just wraps his arms around you and gives you lots of forehead kisses. He’ll say all these kind things about you and ask what you need from him. If you’re not sure, or if you don’t feel like talking, he’ll patiently wait until you’re ready to talk.
D-Dreams (how do they picture they future with their s/o?)
In every possible future he envisions, you are there. To Ace, there is no future unless you are with him. It’ll be the two of you living life to the absolute fullest, taking it day-by-day.
He isn’t too keen on having (biological) children as he doesn’t want them to be burdened with the blood of Gol D. Roger.
E-Equal (are they the dominant one in the relationship or rather passive?)
He tends to take the more dominant role in the relationship. It’s just his natural personality that seeps through, it’s truly not intentional. He’s confident and loud so there’s not really any way you can’t not listen to him. However, if you were to voice any opinions or comments, you’ve got all his attention!
F-Fight (would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?)
I talk about his fights with his s/o a little in his angst alphabet. Here it is again!
Fights with Ace, although they don’t happen often, can quickly get out of hand. He’s stubborn and his inability to accept that he’s not always right can cause a minor disagreement to escalate into an all-out fight. On a few occasions you have argued about him never turning his back on an opponent.
Your fights tend to be followed by cooldown time. Things can get quite heated (no pun intended) so you need some alone time and space to breathe. After that though, you comeback together and apologize.
G-Gratitude (how grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)
Ace felt unloved and unwanted by the world growing up (save for Luffy and Sabo, oh and Dadan), so it was quite the change to experience the unconditional love you provided him. He will forever be grateful for what you have done for him, in fact, he’s so grateful about it that he can never shut up about it! Much like how he gushes about his ‘stupid kid brother’ to the Whitebeard Pirates, Ace will also never shut up about you to anyone he talks to. Your name somehow always makes its way into any conversation he has.
H-Honesty (do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)
The only secret he kept from you was that he was the son of the Pirate King. He was scared that once you knew, you would view him differently. But over time he was able to see that that would never be the case. So, after telling you that, he never kept anything from you ever again. Ace actually finds sharing secrets with you to be a weight off his shoulders.
I-Inspiration (did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?)
You were another person that was able to show Ace he is worthy of being loved. It’s an insecurity of his that will probably never go away, but that’s okay because you’re more than happy to remind him daily.
J-Jealousy (do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)
I talked about Ace’s jealousy in his angst alphabet! But I’ll go over it again here!
When he gets jealous he turns into such a man child. He’s pouting and moping around while mumbling to himself. He develops quite a petty attitude. If you were to ask him “want to go get something to eat?” he’d respond with “why don’t you just go and ask ____ for some food.” But, as soon as you begin commenting on how jealous he’s acting he’s going to deny it to the end of his days.
K-Kisses (are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?)
I feel as though I may give Ace a little too much credit when it comes to this because I want to think that he’d be one of those amazing kissers, like he just has a knack for it. But in reality, that probably wouldn’t be the case.
Ace is more likely to be quite an overexcited kisser. He’s keen and passionate, that’s for sure. But with your first kiss, he’s a little too keen and tries to move way to fast. After some calming down and a little bit of a giggle to one other he’s in the zone.
L-Love confession (how would they confess to their s/o?)
The two of you are just talking and he’s, unsurprisingly, brought up his brother, Luffy. What is surprising however, is when he tells you how badly he wants you guys to meet each other. Your first reaction was “yeah that stands to reason he wants all of us to meet luffy” but before you could say anything Ace is already going on like “yeah, I just can’t wait to have the two people I love most in the world meet. It’d be real cool” (or something along those lines and probably a little less cheesy LMAO). You just stare at him like “heh?” and he stares at you like “uhhhh… yeah I said what I said?”
M-Marriage (do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?)
Heck yeah, this dude wants to get married! Getting to show you off to everyone? Yes please! Getting to tell you in front of everyone he knows just how much he loves you? BIG YES. Oh, AND a big ass party afterwards? THIS DUDE CANNOT WAIT! Being able to marry you is one of his dreams, and he’s actually been thinking about since the first date you guys went on.
But, he’s really struggling with how to propose to you. He’s gone through every cliché in the book. A ring at the bottom of your glass, in your food, a carriage ride etc. They’re all great ideas but he doesn’t think they suit the dynamic of your relationship. So, he’s going to enlist the help of Whitebeard Pirates and create an elaborate prank (that has a 50/50 chance of going wrong but also still working out exactly as he wanted).
N-Nicknames (what do they call their s/o?)
He likes to call you hot stuff or baby. Initially, these nicknames resulted in a lot of teasing from the other whitebeard pirates but neither of you cared.
O-On cloud nine (what are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)
Whitebeard and a few of the other division commanders are the first to notice. I mean, it’s not that hard… He is constantly bringing you up in every conversation (if you’re not there) and if you are there, they can’t even get his attention for a moment. You have his undivided attention! It isn’t until Marco or someone says “You’re down baddddd, Ace” that he’s like HUH?
P-PDA (are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?)
Ace loves PDA. He is all about kissing you in front of everyone else. So much so that you constantly get told to “get a room!”. Ace loves to show off his relationship with you to the whole wide world. He’s incredibly proud to have found someone that loves him wholeheartedly.
Q-Quirk (some random ability they have that is beneficial in a relationship?)
Well, thanks to his devil fruit, his body temperature tends to run pretty warm, so you have your own personal heater.
R-Romance (how romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?)
Ace is romantic in his own way, that’s for sure. He expresses his love through teasing and jokes, but also through quality time. He’s big on that. Making sure all his attention is on you so you know just how much he loves you.
S-Support (are they helping their s/o achieve their goals do they believe in them?)
He has so much faith in your ability to achieve your goals. He wants to be able to help you in any way he can, so if you come to him and ask for help, he would be absolutely ecstatic! Ace just wants to be a part of your success story (in the best way possible, I know some people only want to because then they get credited but that’s not why ace wants to do it at all! Nothing makes Ace happier than seeing those he loves achieve their goals).
T-Thrill (do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship or do they prefer certain routine?)
Your relationship is already spiced out enough as it is. He’s got an extremely mischievous personality so is constantly getting up to god knows what, and some how always manages to drag you into it. If anything, your relationship could do with a little more routine (but you both are extremely happy with the way it is).
U-Understanding (how good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)
Ace is an extremely empathetic individual. He understands a lot more than most, just how awful negative emotions can be (whether that’s sadness, insecurity, anger etc.). So he is quick to your aid whenever something seems to wrong.
V-Value (how important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?)
All relationships in Ace’s life are extremely important to him. He even values them more than his own life. Your relationship is no exception. You’ve shown him love, and accepted him for who he truly is, so there’s nothing he wouldn’t do for you and he makes that very clear every single day.
W-Wild card (a random fluff headcanon?)
He knows all your food orders off by heart. And when I say all your food orders, I mean ALL of them. He knows your food orders for each of your different moods. He memorised them pretty quickly so that he could surprise you with food regardless of your mood.
X-XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)
He is an extremely affectionate individual. Ace is practically attached to your hip at every possible moment. An arm will always be thrown around your waist or shoulders, and he literally wants to spend all day smothering you in kisses. He’s shameless when it comes to affection.
Y-Yearning (how will they cope when they are missing their partner?)
He copes by talking about you to EVERYONE. He tells the crew stories about you (mind you these are stories not only that they’ve heard multiple times, but they were also there to witness themselves). It gets to the point where even Whitebeard is like “ya know what Ace, you can go visit them.”
Z-Zeal (are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)
As I said previously, all relationships in Ace’s life are extremely important to him. We saw what lengths he was willing to go to when Thatch was killed by Blackbeard, and you would be no different. In fact, Ace would be willing to do all of that and so much more, if it was for you.
#one piece#one piece x reader#one piece headcanons#one piece imagines#portgas d ace#fluff alphabet#one piece alphabet#portgas d ace x reader
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HIII !! here is my carrd omg it looks kinda cute ?!?!?! also pls look at it on pc it looks so awful on mobile idk why 😭
LOL it's mainly for getting 2 know me better rn, but i might add a dni part soon KDKSKS also also alsooooo i added almost all my mutuals' names so if ur uncomfy w being there pls lmk !! or if you want to be added also lmk hehe :D
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alsooooo i made a new character (what’s new) and his name is Helium :D
he’s a good boi
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#mlp#mlp fim#mlp oc#my oc#my art#liz-draws-a-lot#helium#ref#helium ref#my partner helped me name him
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#13, PITCH
Rating: T
Tags: Soccer/Football, Outsider POV, Simon Snow, Baz Pitch, My OC Michael Torres, Fluff, Humor
Word count: 4685
Summary: Michael Torres loves football. His favorite team is Watford F.C. and his favorite player is a clever, speedy center defender. He meets a weird, curly-haired Watford fan at a Sunday match and it gets super mental from there.
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AN: This is the first time I've written anything since a lot of stuff in my life happened and I am just so happy to be posting again!! :D I wrote this after going to my favorite soccer team's game and just focused on making it fun. Alsooooo hAPPY BIRTHDAY BAZ!!!!
I'm dedicating it to my BEST friend Theo @bazypitchandsimonsnow because she encouraged me and gave me so much confidence and affirmation about my writing and stuff in my life and I just love her so much and literally it's all on her for being such an inspiration. Love you <3
Michael Torres loved football. More specifically, he loved Watford F.C., the Premier League football team of Hertfordshire, England. He loved everything about them. They were the Hornets, the Golden Boys, standing 8th in the league but quickly gathering speed as they swallowed up wins left and right. They were a team full of young, enthusiastic men with a certain insatiable hunger for victory and they were only getting better. Michael had been watching them play for as long as he could remember; recognizing their striking black and yellow and red colors before he even recognized his own name. Match days were considered to be religious events. Season tickets were a necessity. He owned at least three different jerseys in their classic black and yellow stripes, two different jerseys in their away colors of forest green, and various jerseys with the numbers and last names of all his favorite players. He was obsessed, utterly in love with his home football team of Watford.
At four o’clock today Watford would be playing against Manchester City, the number 1 rated team in the League. It was going to be one hell of a match.
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“DROP BACK, ROLDAN. LOOK UP AND SEE CARSON, COME ON! HE’S OPEN, HE’S OPEN . . . NO! NO! YOU HAVE NUMBER 23 UP YOUR ARSE, LOOK LEFT AND SEE . . . WAIT! YES! BRILLIANT RECOVERY! NOW TAKE IT, TAKE IT, UP THE SIDELINES, YES YES! CROSS TO HENDERSON AND . . . NOOOOOO!” Michael yelled, sumping back into his blue stadium chair as he miserably watched Manchester’s star midfielder sweep in and steal the ball right from under Watford’s rookie right forward, Ben Roldan, dribbling for a moment before rearing back and sending the ball flying back towards Watford’s half of the field.
Michael sighed and took a sip from the soda he had bought before the match had started. All around him, a sea of people were waving yellow and black and red flags frantically, the Watford badge as well as the Manchester badge rippling in the late afternoon wind. People were shouting and cheering at the top of their lungs and the sun shone brightly on the field, stark white lines of paint marking the green grass and aligning perfectly with the two large goals on either end of the field. Popcorn was spilled all over the cement ground and fans were munching on pretzels and nachos. Kids were giggling with their faces sticky and pink from the large cones of candy floss they were shoving into their mouths. There had to be at least twenty-thousand people filling the slightly uncomfortable stadium seats, maybe more, and there was a thrumming, tangible sort of energy hanging in the air that everyone appeared to be feeling.
It was about thirty minutes into the first half and Manchester was up 2 to 1, but Watford wasn’t far behind. They had been pushing the ball into Manchester’s half and taking more shots on goal, and Watford’s fans could feel the determination and perseverance rolling off of their players in waves. It was a strong match so far and Watford had been mostly attacking--that made sense since they had such an unstoppable team of forwards, but unfortunately Manchester wasn’t one to stay on the defense for very long.
Manchester’s up-and-coming forward, Number 42, was now streaking down the middle of the field, weaving through Watford’s midfielders and almost getting close enough for a scoring shot when a flash of black and yellow sprinted towards the attacking forward and neatly pulled away the ball in one smooth motion. The crowd of Watford fans were up on their feet in an instant screaming and cheering with all their might--Michael being one of them--as Watford’s wicked center defender, Basil Pitch, took two long strides up the sidelines and then delivered a devastating kick to the ball. It sailed over the heads of Manchester’s forwards and midfielders and completed its arc right above Jordy Benson, Watford’s left forward. Benson jumped up and trapped the ball with his chest, letting it roll to his feet and settle for a quarter of second before tapping the ball in front of him and taking off towards Manchester’s goal.
The crowd absolutely exploded as Benson lined up for the shot and then slammed the ball in the direction of the goal, everyone cheering and shouting as loudly as they could. Manchester’s goalie had adopted a wide stance and was shuffling back and forth as the ball came barreling towards him, and then made a spectacular dive a second later. The ball hit the goalie’s stomach and the goalie instantly curled around it, falling to the ground having successfully blocked the shot. Watford’s fans all groaned in disappointment but commented to one another that it had been an excellent save, even though Benson’s shot didn’t make it in.
Michael sat back down as the Manchester goalie threw the ball to his closest teammate and the back and forth between Manchester defenders and Watford forwards resumed, the ball being quickly passed and bounced from player to player.
Michael wasn’t happy about the missed shot, sure, but mostly he was still reeling from how skillfully Pitch had recovered the ball, at how Pitch had basically handed the ball to Benson in order for the shot to be made. It was unreal.
Michael looked down proudly at the black and yellow jersey he was wearing, feeling confident in the name and number that was on his back in white, block letters. ‘PITCH’ was curved across Michael’s shoulder blades and a large ‘13’ sat directly underneath it. He had bought the jersey after the first game of the season, after Pitch had made so many saves and recoveries for his team that Michael didn’t even think the ball or any of the opposing team’s players got anywhere near Watford’s goal.
They were about halfway through the season and Pitch had been continuously defending the everloving fuck out of Watford’s goal, catching the attention of not only the public and die hard football fans, but the other teams and players in the league as well. He was a force to be bloody reckoned with.
A burst of noise from the crowd around him and movement on the field took Michael back to his feet as he watched Pitch sprinting up the field, his long legs pumping furiously as he darted in and out of Manchester’s forwards, the ball dancing between his black cleats and a Manchester midfielder practically on his arse. The midfielder shoved himself up against Pitch’s shoulder, driving him towards the sidelines, but Pitch resisted, somehow managing to keep his speed and position despite the extra force working against him. The midfielder tried again and again to throw Pitch off but nothing was making him budge.
Michael cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, “STAY ON HIM, PITCH. DON’T LET UP ON THE WANKER!”
The fans around him were shouting out similar comments and Michael couldn’t take his eyes off the two of them.
The midfielder seemed to be getting frustrated, and once again he reared back and slammed himself into Pitch. Or tried to, at least. At the very last minute, Pitch slid the ball behind him and gracefully stepped backwards, the midfielder missing him completely and falling roughly to the ground at Pitch’s feet. The crowd roared in approval, Michael pumping his fist in the air when suddenly he heard the shrill tweet of a whistle being blown, and anger rushed through him. A side referee was holding up the small, red and yellow checkered flag towards the sky, indicating a free kick.
The crowd exploded into yells and jeers.
“OI, WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT, REF? WHAT’S THE FUCKING CALL?”
“NO! NO! WHAT A BLOODY TERRIBLE CALL. PITCH DIDN’T EVEN TOUCH THE GIT HE JUST STEPPED BACK! THE GIT WAS PUSHING!”
“YOU ABSOLUTE DUMBARSE WHAT’S THE GODDAMN CALL? THAT WASN’T A BLOODY FOUL.”
A second later the announcer explained the call.
“Due to tripping and unnecessary roughness from number 13, a free kick will be awarded to Manchester.”
“BOOOOO,” Michael yelled, his face furrowed in frustration. “THAT WASN’T BLOODY FUCKING TRIPPING! ‘UNNECESSARY ROUGHNESS’ MY ARSE, PITCH WASN’T EVEN--”
But Michael was cut off by a much louder, more aggressive shout.
“OI, REF, GET OFF YOUR BLOODY KNEES AND STOP BLOWING THE MATCH! THAT WASN’T A FOUL AND YOU FUCKING KNOW IT!”
Michael snorted and looked to his left at the seat next to him, noticing a bloke around his age yelling at the field, his face bright red. The bloke looked over and Michael nodded back in agreement.
“The ref IS blowing the bloody match! Pitch didn’t even touch the dumbfuck, let alone TRIP him!” Michael exclaimed, shaking his head as he glanced back at the field, watching Manchester set up for their free kick.
“Christ, I know!” The bloke responded, throwing up his hands and groaning. “I swear to shit, it’s like these refs are TRYING to make the worst possible calls they can. They’ve been at it all season. It’s fucking mental out there.”
Michael nodded again and both of them looked out at the field in disgust as the free kick landed the ball right in front of Manchester’s star midfielder.
About two minutes later, another shrill whistle blow sounded, this time signaling the end of the first half. The players all exited the field through their respective corners and Michael and the bloke sat down next to him. The bloke then turned to Michael and extended his hand.
“Hey mate, I’m Simon. Nice to meet you.”
Michael clasped Simon’s hand and shook it. “Same here. I’m Michael.”
Simon smiled warmly at him and then turned his head distractedly at the sound of a woman’s voice shouting about the snacks and drinks she was selling from the tray she carried, and he quickly hailed her over and bought a large bag of kettle corn, a pretzel, and a bottle of soda.
Michael looked at him as he began to eat. Simon had a mess of curls on top of his head, loads of freckles and moles dotted all over his face and neck, and plain blue eyes. He was shoving handfuls of popcorn into his mouth at a fantastic rate and seemed quite unbothered by the many kernels that had escaped his grasp and were now gathering in his lap. But what really drew Michael’s attention was the jacket Simon was wearing. It was a black zip-up athletic jacket, the words “The Watford Hornets” written on the back in yellow lettering, and the red and yellow Watford badge on the front in the corner. Michael had seen the jacket being worn before, but only by the players, and usually during the colder months when the players needed something to cover up with before matches. Michael wondered where Simon had got it from. Maybe the team shop had started selling them and he just didn’t know about it yet? He doubted it; Michael knew everything the shop sold since he owned most of it himself.
“Hey, uh, Simon, where’d you get that coat, mate? Team shop?”
Simon looked down at the jacket and smiled, his cheeks turning slightly red as his eyes glittered.
“It’s my boyfriend’s. He gave it to me to wear for the match today,” Simon said fondly, rubbing his thumb over the sleeve.
“Oh nice,” Michael responded, noting that Simon still hadn’t answered his question as to where the jacket came from and was about to ask him again when Simon abruptly got up. He was clutching his phone with a huge grin on his face and then practically sprinted down the cement aisle, his hand flying over the metal railing. Michael watched as he stumbled over the last four steps and simply jumped straight to the ground. He then melted into the crowd of people who were getting up to go to the bathroom and to get food before the second half started.
Huh.
Michael didn’t really know what someone could possibly do for less than fifteen minutes during the halftime of a football match that would be exciting enough to literally fall down the stairs for but hey, more power to the bloke.
Michael already had his drink and he wasn’t really hungry so he was content to just sitting in his seat and watching other fans mill about. The goal posts were casting long shadows down the field as the sun began to slip from the sky, and the huge lights along the edges of the stadium clicked on, flooding the stands and the field with brightness as everything outside darkened.
When there were only about four minutes left until the second half, the players made their way back onto the field, stretching and getting set up in their positions, only now they were on the opposite side of the field they had started the match on. Michael briefly scanned Watford’s half and noticed that the center defender spot was strangely empty. A second later, Pitch could be seen jogging out from the sidelines and into position, his shoulder-length inky black hair flying around loosely for a moment before he seemed to realize it wasn’t tied in his usual low ponytail. Weird, Michael thought, as Pitch quickly tied his hair back up and began to stretch.
And even weirder still, Simon collapsed into the stadium seat next to Michael’s a minute later, completely out of breath, his face and neck a startling shade of scarlet. Michael couldn’t really tell if Simon’s curls had gotten neater or more messed up since the last time he had seen them, but they definitely looked different.
“Alright, mate?” Michael asked, raising his eyebrows at Simon’s completely disheveled state.
Simon looked at him in surprise, almost as if he had forgotten Michael was there at all. “Oh, er, yeah I’m fine. Just wanted to make sure I was back in time for the start of the match, is all.”
“Ah, well, not to worry. You made it with two minutes to spare.”
Simon nodded at him happily and then sank lower in his seat, rubbing his hands on his face as he exhaled loudly, his breaths quickly turning into low laughs. What a weird bloke.
Michael leaned forward to grab his drink from the cup holder in front of him when Simon gasped excitedly, smiling at him when he sat back up.
“Your jersey! Are you a Pitch fan?”
Michael looked at Simon as if he had just asked Michael if he liked breathing air. Was he a Pitch fan. The more appropriate question would be to ask who wasn’t a Pitch fan.
“Of course I am. He’s only the most brilliant defender of all the F.C.’s in England and the U.K.!”
Simon looked pleasantly amused. “Oh yeah?”
“Uh, yeah! He’s in the best season of his entire career and has one of the strongest defense records in League history! He plays every match like it’s his last and he never backs down from an opponent. He’s agile, ruthless, and shit, he’s fucking fast. What, are you a Pitch fan?”
Simon looked at him and promptly burst out laughing but Michael didn’t see what was so funny. When he calmed down, his huge grin had shrunk to a small smile in the corner of his mouth. Sort of . . . smirk-ish.
“Me, a Pitch fan? You could say that. He’s alright, I guess. Seems like a bit of a prick to me.”
Simon then turned his head to stare at the field with a soft expression on his face.
Michael spluttered, “A . . . a prick? Isn’t a bit rude of you to call him a prick? I mean, you don’t even know him.”
Simon laughed again. “I dunno; I think it’s the hair. Awfully pretentious, all black and silky and shit. And don’t even talk to me about that bloody ponytail he always puts it in. Makes him look like a git if you ask me.”
Michael didn’t know quite how to respond to that.
“And would you look at that face? Like he’s ten seconds away from biting you or cursing you out in front of your mum? That’s the face of a prick right there.”
Michael looked at Simon, dumbfounded, but Simon just kept on smiling and gazing out at the field as if his comments were completely meaningless. Coming out of his mouth the insults sounded mostly truthful, but that whole effect was kind of shattered when Simon looked like he was about to rest his hand against his cheek and sigh dreamily to himself. Michael thought that Simon was possibly a bit bonkers. Nice, of course, but still bonkers.
Just then a whistle was blown and Michael looked at the field in time to see Roldan start the kick-off. The ball was directly passed to Benson who in turn sent it spiraling towards Watford’s right midfielder, Terrance Kelly. Kelly quickly leaped up and slammed his forehead against the ball, sending it flying all the way back to Watford’s defensive line. Pitch quickly stepped up and settled the ball instantly with one of his thighs, peeled around a straggling Manchester forward, and then sped away up the sideline until he had a clear shot to one of his teammates.
For the next twenty minutes, Michael and Simon and all of the other Watford fans watched eagerly as forwards Roldan and Benson made multiple shots on Manchester’s goal, the crowd screaming their bloody heads off once one of the shots finally made it into the goal.
Everyone cheered and yelled as Pitch made another few spectacular recoveries and blocks, slick as an oil spill, and even though the bloke obviously seemed to have mixed feelings about the brilliant defender, Simon was always, always, the one cheering the loudest.
As the end of the second half drew nearer, another weird thing happened. One of the bigger blokes of Manchester’s forwards was charging through the defensive line on the way to Watford’s goal, Pitch sprinted towards him, prepared to smoothly slide the ball away from the forward and get it back to up his attacking teammates. However, when Pitch was in the process of stealing the ball, the forward shifted into a lower position and dug his shoulder into Pitch’s chest, shoving him back and causing him to fall to the ground at an odd angle.
Simon was the first one to jump to his feet, worry and concern etched into his twisted expression. His fists were clenched and his eyes were locked onto the spot where Pitch was lying on the green field. After another moment, Pitch visibly sat up and grabbed the hand of a nearby teammate, quickly standing and then brushing the grass off of his black shorts and football socks. Then, once everyone had shifted back into position, Pitch gave a brief thumbs up towards Michael’s side of the crowd, and Simon exhaled and sat back down.
Seriously, Michael just did not get Simon. At all. But at least Pitch was alright. Michael had to admit, it could have been a pretty nasty fall. Watford was incredibly lucky that their best defender wasn’t actually injured.
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The match was two minutes from ending, Manchester and Watford tied 2 to 2, and Benson had made another shot on goal and missed, the ball hitting the crossbar and bouncing back into the chaos of defenders and forwards. The crowd was losing their goddamn minds as the ball flew from player to player, people screaming to clear it out of the penalty box, to make the shot, to block the ball, to pass it out of bounds. Everyone seemed to think that the command they shouted at the field was the one that should be followed.
But no one expected the ball to go rogue.
No one expected the ball to be kicked out of the cluster of players scrambling to make a play. And certainly no one expected a clever, speedy defender to take two steps, leap into the air, and slam his head into the spinning, spiraling ball.
Everyone watched in complete shock and surprise, Michael in utter joy, as the ball made its fantastic arc over the defenders of Manchester and the forwards of Watford, and then brushed over the Manchester’s goalie’s outstretched hands, the goalie’s fingers just a centimeter away. And then the ball punched deep into the net of the goal as the stadium erupted into total pandemonium.
Michael’s throat felt raw from screaming and his face felt as if it was about to split in two as he smiled.
It was insane. It was incredible. It was bloody fucking mental.
Basil Pitch, number 13, center defender, scored a winning goal in the last thirty seconds of the match against the number 1 rated team in the Premier League, with his fucking head.
It was a sight for the gods.
Michael felt as if history was being written right in front of his eyes. And he had been right there to see it.
Michael turned to Simon, a feeling of euphoria in his veins, to see Simon looking as if he was about to cry. Of course, his smile was so big Michael was afraid it was going to consume his whole face, but his blue eyes were wet, and his cheeks were crimson.
Michael watched Simon’s lips move, unable to hear what he was saying due to the deafening volume of the Watford fans around them, and then Simon threw himself out into the cement aisle, clutching onto the railing as he half-fell half-sprinted down the stairs, his curls bouncing wildly.
“Alright, bye!” Michael called after Simon, waving as though his best mate was leaving. He was just so happy . . .
Simon whipped right back around, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise.
“Oh, uh, wait! Wait! I, uh, I know we don’t know each other very well yet, but, uh, you’re really nice! And cool! And, uh, I have to go like, right now otherwise I’m going to die but, uh, I want to properly say goodbye! And you can meet my boyfriend! You would like him! Meet me down on the first level of the stadium, by the elevators! See you! ” Simon yelled, speaking so quickly Michael could barely understand him. And when Michael finally processed what Simon had said so he could politely decline, Simon was long gone. Fuck.
Michael sat back down in his slightly uncomfortable stadium chair and exhaled loudly, laughing shakily as he held his head in his hands. This had to be the best, weirdest, most fucking mental Watford F.C. match he had ever attended in his entire life. It felt like he couldn’t catch his breath. And now, after this huge, godly win, he was supposed to go meet some random stranger’s boyfriend? Fucking hell.
Then again, Michael figured he might as well go because how could things get any better or weirder than they already were? Plus, Michael could ask Simon’s boyfriend where he got that Watford athletic jacket! He really did want one of those jackets . . .
Michael resolutely decided to stay behind an extra twenty minutes. He waited until the crowds had mostly dispersed from the stands since there was always a flood of people trying to leave the stadium after matches ended. Michael got a refill on his soda, drank it, and browsed the team shop. The jacket definitely wasn’t in there. Now he was really curious as to where the jacket came from. He glanced at his phone and figured he had given Simon about twenty minutes.
Michael took the elevator down to the first level of the stadium and stepped out, looking around for Simon and his boyfriend. There was a coffee shop a few feet away and another couple places to get snacks, but no sign of the weird, curly haired bloke and his boyfriend.
Michael was about to get back into the elevator and go home, figuring Simon had just forgotten in his excitement, but then he heard a low sound coming from around the corner near the elevators, and stepped around to see what was there.
Oh fuck no.
Michael could tell it was Simon because Simon’s back was turned to him, and Michael recognized the jacket and the hair. But Simon wasn’t alone. There was one pale arm wrapped around Simon’s waist and one around his neck. Michael could see that two long legs were between Simon’s, and the sounds Michael had heard were . . . moans.
Michael cringed and averted his eyes to the ground, not wanting to disturb or invade their private moment more than he already had. He started to walk back around the corner, but something caught his eye. A pair of sleek, black cleats, attached to the legs between Simon’s.Cleats. Michael couldn’t help himself, he looked up farther and saw black football socks, shin guards, and a pair of black shorts. Michael looked to the side and spied a flash of black and yellow. The jacket, the comments, the weird looks on Simon's face during the match; they all made sense now to him now.
Simon’s boyfriend was a Watford football player.
Michael gasped loudly and then instantly cursed himself as Simon and his boyfriend quickly turned around, embarrassed at being caught and--
Oh.
Oh fuck.
Oh motherfucking bloody hell.
Simon gave Michael a small smile, blush high on his cheeks.
“Oh, hey! Hey, Michael. Glad you could, uh, make it. This is my boyfrien--”
“Basil Pitch,” Michael choked out, his face flushed.
Simon’s boyfriend wasn’t just a Watford football player he was . . . he was Basil Pitch. Number 13. Pitch. The brilliant center defender of Watford F.C.
So . . . yeah. Basil Pitch was in front of him. Still in his uniform. His hair falling out of his ponytail and framing his face. His arm tightly wrapped around Simon’s waist.
The air was out of Michael’s lungs. Oh look, his stomach was on the floor. Just normal, regular things.
Pitch laughed coolly.
Michael stared, his eyes most likely obnoxiously wide, as Basil Pitch stepped up to him and offered Michael his hand.
“Well, you obviously already know me. But I haven’t had the pleasure. Your name is Michael?”
“Yes,” Michael squeaked as he put his shaking hand into Pitch’s and shook it. His hand was smooth and a little cold. It was definitely the best thing that had ever happened to him in his entire life.
Pitch smirked. “Nice to meet you, Michael. Thank you for keeping an eye on this bloody prat while I was busy scoring goals.”
Simon rounded on Pitch and pretended to be angry, kissing his cheek viciously as he growled. “Oh shut the fuck up, Baz, you pretentious arsehole. Michael was being cool and you don’t have to be a git every time I make a new friend.”
“Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it?”
Michael then cleared his throat because he was a little terrified of the wicked way Pitch was looking at Simon and also of the way that Simon was moving his hands up Pitch’s chest . . . yeah he definitely needed to leave.
“So, uh I’m, uh, just gonna go . . .”
“Oh, sorry, Michael!” Simon exclaimed, quickly taking his hands off of Pitch and opting to hold his hand instead. “Uh, sometimes we forget--” he elbowed Pitch in the side and Pitch snapped his teeth at Simon “--where we are and we get a little carried away. So we’re gonna have to cut this a little short. But do you wanna come to our flat for dinner sometime? We can make it up to you!”
Michael blanched, “Oh, that’s okay, I--”
“Here!” Simon dug into his pocket, grabbed his phone, tapped it a few times, and then thrust it at Michael. “Put your number in.”
Michael took the phone and then gave it back a minute later. He did not remember actually typing in his number but he must have because Simon smiled at him, Pitch smirked, and they both waved goodbye, their arms around each other as they walked away.
And then Michael fainted.
(Just an fyi, Watford F.C. is an actual team in the Premier League and I could not pass up the opportunity of making Baz play for a team called Watford, I mean come on. So he's not playing for the school, he's playing for the Premier League team. All of the other players mentioned are either names I made up or names I pulled from other soccer players but then changed either the first or the last name)
#raegan writes a story#carry on fanfiction#simon snow#baz pitch#snowbaz#fluff#soccer#football#fanfiction#fic recs
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-lol Jefferson was so confused like 'wtf?? You're just,, holding James,,, am I supposed to be scared now?? What??' love that -YEEAAHH MARIA 💛💛 -“Well it’s like you said, Love makes even the strongest of us weak, right?” WHAT I DIDN'T KNOW THEY'RE IN LOVE!! -yeeaaaahhh send! them!! away!!! -'a dark landscape thick with trees' good choice 👌👌 -OH FUCK HE HAS A KNIFE(lmao that reminds me of that vine where the little kid has a knife [Thomas is the kid, Aaron is the one who screams 'NO!']) (1/?)
-'the last Alex sees of Jefferson is the man cradling his bleeding hand to his chest' it's what he deserves 😊🙏 -hhhhh Aaron is so hurt!!! :( -'Then Theodosia is picking up the gun Jefferson dropped just moments ago, and she points it right at Aaron' AAAAAA NOOOOO -Lafayette just had to IMMEDIATELY talk about that, huh? (understandable, but still... nxjdkdkd) -Alex feels so guilty, but Aaron 'says his name softly' so like? he understands i hope (2/?)
-Alex just wants to go to the treasure immediatly in stead of,,, sleeping first and waiting until everyone feels better?? bc I'M PRETTY SURE THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN ENOUGH TIME FOR THAT!!!! -yeah!!! a lot of gold!!! -unyeah!!! a trap!!! -and of course, nobody grabbed even a little bit of gold,,,, ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ -both of them feel bad af but OF COURSE they think they can make it to the lever.... hhhh wow they're so smart!! (3/?)
-Aaaaand Alex fell,,,, who could have seen that coming!! (...me, I saw that coming) -'Dying in pursuit of treasure is a pretty good way to go, all things considered. Maybe there will be stories told about him some day. Maybe-' NOOO HE ALREADY ACCEPTED THAT HE WAS GOING TO DIE 😭😭 -'“I thought you were going to let me fall,” Alex whispers over a hiccup, and he feels Aaron tighten his grip around him. “I thought-“' THAT'S SO SAD YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME!!! WTF (4/5)
-AARON WTF!!! YOU CAN'T JUST GIVE UP NOW!! I'm so glad Alex was there to yell at him -“Bellamy or Maria would drag me on, you don’t need to worry about that” uuuuhhh yeah and I would drag him up too!!!!! -they left treasure planet and I have NO idea what's going to happen next!!! :0 (6/6) (I'm going to sleep now and I'll read the new chapter tomorrow!!❤️ -✨💛)
- When I was writing that scene I was like, how can I still make this seem suspenseful when, from Thomas’s point of view, it legit looks like Aaron is just pointing at him. - Maria is the beeesssttt. They ARE in love. Although Aaron only knew cause he’s been around them for so long. - And yessss goodbye to them (although, will they make a reappearance at some point? ;p ) - and LMAO i love that vine.
- Lol honestly. Aaron is...not doing well at all. - Theodosia is SO MAD and tbh rightfully so but alsooooo NO MORE GUNS. - And lmao I know right. - And he DOES understand, and, as you know after the next chapter, knew Alex was lying already, so.
- Well, in his mind, they were right there so I mean, why not just go take a quick look lol. - GOOLLDDD. - BOOBY TRAPS. - And lolll I know they are both so dumb.
- He tried his best though. - He for real thought Aaron was going to let him fall and that is so sad. - AND I KNOW I AM SORRY. (also that was when Aaron grabbed some treasure lmao)
- Tbh if Bellamy ever finds out Aaron tried to stay behind on that planet he is going to be VERY UPSET. - Aaron has gr8 friends. - There is still a couple chapters to go, so, stay tuned.
Thanks! :D
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anyways, ill say bye now... i hope ure well rested and have a good day!! (wait, i remember what i wanted to ask!! at least i think this is what i wanted to ask? anywys, do u know what u want to do now that ure finished w school? if u dont mind me asking, of course, i understand if u think its a bit personal!) ok, now im done, have a good day!! take care and stay hydrated!! (and now i really did send u a bunch of asks..)
omg i hope u dont mind but ill be answering the stuff from ur last ask here (the one where i… deleted everything) under cut bc itll be 2x longer now
so first !!!!! how i got into kpop!!! it was thanks to my good pal (@.briwoon) boxy! i follow her on twitter and despite her being a day6 stan twt i had her unmuted anyway bc.. after years of being an anime blog on tumblr and seeing all my anime mutuals slowly converting into kpop blogs one by one i was able to filter the kpop out of my brain?? smth like that since back then i wasnt into kpop and i didnt want to unfollow since im mutuals with most of them :-0
another backstory - i was one of those people who never saw themselves getting into kpop? and i think the main reason was bc i thought liking kpop would make u seem lame?? due to the influence from people around me?? but as years went by and as my mutuals changed interests it stopped bothering me and that mindset kind of just? faded away bc who am i to call other people’s happiness bad?? but despite being okay with it i never really made the move to get into any groups lmao that was until i got tired of my interest at that time (seiyuu, japanese voice actors) and my interests would always. not last?? idk so maybe thats why i didnt want to get invested but it happened regardless
anyway usually i wouldnt take notice of her rts but this . this beautiful man with orange hair and minion glasses caught my eye when i was scrolling through my timeline and i was like o worm? oh mu god? hes beautiful? so i slid into her dms and asked her whomst the beautiful man was and she sent me all their mvs after that from congratulations to i smile (the most recent mv at that time, late june) for me to watch :-D now at that time, from what little knowledge i had of kpop.. i understood that groups would be singing and dancing so i was prepared to see some sick moves or smth?? but then. i clicked on miss i smile and my wig flew off? bc… wtf.? they were playing instruments???? and they sounded good ??? so i was like oh my god? a band??????
before day6 i also had (have) a preference for bands and the way their music sounds so i was like?? ready to just. get on board yknow?? i watched how can i say and i saw the lanky noodle wearing glasses and i was like o fuck mu life? i caved and asked boxy for their names and other information and best decision of my life bc.. they really make me happy!!! after that like the day after ? myabe they did a vlive and i was like o shit? what do i do… so i downloaded the vapp and wowie i love it? its my second home…… i watched every vlive they had at that time and i thought that was a lot… (it isnt, compared to mx) and i was just rly content??
(ok i know u asked for kpop and not … day6 or other groups bc im gonna talk abt how i got into mx and astro too bc…… how can i Not.. u can skip this part tho i just wanna ramble abt my loves? ill tell u when u can continue)
that was peak happiness for me at that time.. until… boxy started talking about monsta x in our groupchat (with @.tokayhk) and she would just ramble abt this kihyun fella (who i vaguely knew bc my real life friend likes him and mx and i bought her his pc before along with the guilty clan part 2) so i was like hmm interesting… and honestly? i wasnt going to get into monsta x i really wasnt planning on asking her abt them (since i was scared id lose interest in day6 right after) but then.. she started linking videos and i .. my resolve crumbled down as i heard monsta x yelling and … this beautiful cover (which boxy sent to show us how powerful kihyuns vocals are but i was 2 focused on mister aka minhyukku) and she told us how funny these monsta men are and i was like o h no…………….. eventually one day in late august i asked her to tell me more about these monstas…… aftert that i watched every mxray episode (starting from season 2 bc i dont know 1 comes before 2) and even though i didnt know anyone who was on screen except jooheon i found it really funny and?? it made me laugh so much i love mx?? ya… boxys kind of like my guardian angel?? shes really the reason im living tbh… introducing me to all these lovely people?? thank u miss boxy i love u
now. for the astrosus….. they were a bit different.. because i didnt have boxys help and they were the first group i took interest in solely bymyself so i knew i was in for a wild ride (at first, i couldnt even differentiate brian from sungjin in day6 lmao) after stanning monsta x and day6 i became more?? open to kpop and i started watching unhelpful guides on youtube bc . they were funnie and idk its nice??/ and i stumbled upon the astro one (which wasnt that funny but more helpful than anythng) and i was like. oh worm? the cicada group… bc i watched a short clip of them catching that stupid cicada in their office as it appeared on my tl one day so i clicked on the video ..and after watching that it led me to another video of astro being extra for 6 minutes and those six minutes/????? best six minutes of my life because theyre so fnny and they made me laugh a lot? (combined with the editing from op) so bc they were funnie i decided to look them up and read their profiles/??? i watched their nimdle video and only knew mj bc his tag was the two letters m and j lol but it really made me bust both of my lungs i just?? laughed A Lot
im not sure how i managed to put name to face so quickly but it mightve been bc after the nimdle videos i watched every ddoca and astro play as well as their vlives available bc.. i just inhale the content at godspeed??
for mx and astro i was drawn in by their personalities before their music because they were on more variety shows and had more chances to show dorky they all are which made it way quicker for me to fall for the two groups??? for day6 its a bit sad but the weekly scheduled vlives arent enough for me to tell what kind of people they are (although those r still hilarious) i just wish they would go on more variety shows?? its understandable if they themselves dont want to be on any shows though!!! i love all 3 groups with all my heart :-D
ok if u skipped u can start from here ill be answering the questions now lmao
FIRSTof all,,,,, youre learning how to drive?? thats so cool >:-0 we’re not allowed to learn until we’re like...?? 18?? or 21 idk but not so Soon :-( and its cute u think abt me (or of what to say) but pleaseth stay safe... i hope ur driving lessons go smoothly until u end theM!!! hopefully youll be able to get ur licence :-D
aNDD!!! the thought of drinking warm tea when its cold outside.. is so ?? nice to think about hecc u better drink that tEA and enjoy it !!!! stay warm and comfy miss RM ..... and it even snows there????? thats so cool tbh ?? (i love snow but maybe thats bc it doesnt snow here so i dont know the tru evil of snow but like.... its so.... white and fluffy??) i would ask u 2 take pics and show me but alas...... the time is not right :-( do u know when we’re allowed to expose ourselves?? i forgot rip... but its sometime next month right im excited???? since its near my birthday !!!!!
ok now to answer this ask no i actually have no clue what i want to be after i finish school?? yikEs but last year i (jokingly) said i wanted to be a farmer??? idk if i might actually do that probably not i guess im just freestyling (going with the flow) for now we’ll see where life takes me
and like i said u can ask me anything !!! im fine with it :-) alsooooo please dont ever feel bad about sending too many asks bc its a lovely thing to wake up to and i just?? get rly happy when i see all the asks in my activity :-D!!
#asks#rachel maria#oohh my this got really long#its already the next day so ill quickly answer the nxt set
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Harry, Corlath, and Mathin! For the headcanon meme!
Topaz, coming through with the obscure fandoms! For this ask meme, and Harry, Corlath, and Mathin are from The Blue Sword.
A: what I think realistically
I have said this before, but you can pry the headcanon from my cold dead hands. The Damarians have some tradition in which the family of the bride (and normally the husband, but Corlath is the last of his family and it’s terrible) gives her away at the wedding. Mathin stands in as Harry’s father, a parent from the Hills, and gives her away as the Daughter of the Riders after riding roughshod over Richard’s protestations. Mathin cries a little and Harry cries a little and Corlath cries a little and no one ever says anything about it except in songs and stories where the devotion of them all is hailed as Serious Business.
Corlath very quietly slaps Mathin with a small title, whatever he can get away with, as the father of the new Queen. It takes Mathin a full year to notice.
Alsooooo, Corlath can draw, although paper is expensive and therefore rare in the Hills. He goes to the trouble of getting himself paper and charcoals during the winter rains for something to do with his hands and draws pretty much only Harry, Harry on Sungold, Harry bringing down the mountains, Harry laughing at dinner, Harry smiling at him stretched out on their bed. Harry thinks it’s adorable.
B: what I think is fuckinghilarious
I think we’ve discussed this but THE RIDERS HAVE TO GET BORED DURING THE WINTER RAINS.
Y’all. My dudes. Hear me out here: the Riders playing pranks on each other. Normally, the way these things shake out is “everyone is afraid of Corlath not because he’s the king but because he’s frankly terrifying between his tactical training and his kelar, but they’re more terrified of Mathin because Mathin is the ultimate Prank Lord.” And then Harry shows up and radically changes the balance of affairs.
Because listen. Harry has a bit of a learning curve to catch up with, so they go easy on her at first. But then she lays a trap for Mathin after a little bit of idle conversation with Corlath and she gets him good. Mathin, for three days, is dyed bright red with the concoction Harry managed to mix up. And it’s war. After a week and a half, Corlath and Harry make a truce of necessity–no pranks allowed in their own chambers–but otherwise Harry is an ally of whoever charms her most at the time. The fact that the servants in the City all adore Harry means that she becomes the unquestioned champion by the end of her first winter. Corlath doesn’t take it personally, honestly he’s kind of thrilled that she kicked his ass so handily–tbh Corlath is eternally that Will Smith picture when it comes to Harry, even when they’re fighting.
C: what is heart-crushing andawful but fun to inflict on friends
Corlath is the last of his family. His mother always had a fragile constitution, and died of a plague sweeping through the City. His father died not long afterward–officially in battle, but everyone agreed that is was from a broken heart. He just couldn’t face the world without her. Corlath rose to power quite young, even by the reckoning of the long-lived Hill Kings, and quite alone. The Riders were all he had left, and for all that they tried to be enough, it made the City ache to see their joyous child prince grow into a serious warrior king. Corlath still smiled, of course, but not as easily, and his bright laughter was hard-earned–it wasn’t that Corlath was depressed, it was that he was controlled, and stiffly so, at all times.
It’s hard to have close friends, let alone anything near family, when you can’t be sure of meeting anyone’s eyes. Both Corlath’s parents had kelar, and he envies them for that security–he, who carries more kelar than anyone in living memory, is always aware of how much damage he can do. He drove a servant mad, once, by accident when he was a young boy, and cried for two days until his mother managed to restore most of the man’s mind. Corlath has had few friends and fewer lovers, as a result.
Beyond all that Harry does to endear herself to the Riders, the thing that truly wins them over is that they haven’t seen so much emotion–anger and joy and frustration and everything in between–on their king’s face in long years.
D: what would neverwork with canon but the canon is shit so I believe it anyway
First of all, canon is not shit and you can fight me.
But seriously, I’ve said this before too but I’m so serious about it, Harry meets Aerin in the flesh at some point. And also Aerin visits Harry in her dreams and at first Harry’s very deferential and nervous, but she lightens up over time, and Aerin gives her advice on being a queen and being a legend and being a mother. (At some point, when Harry is just exhausted of everything and frustrated with everyone and ready to ride off into the desert just to get away, Aerin turns up and tells a story about a very vain girl named Galanna who got her eyelashes shaved off and could have been rolled out a window, she was sleeping so heavily. Harry laughs herself sick in the dream and wakes up smiling for the first time in weeks.)
#the blue sword#harimad-sol#corlath#mathin#robin mckinley#ask meme#headcanon meme#i love this book so much y'all#otp: at your left hand#corlath/harry is my jam#shout out to topaz for asking about obscure best-beloved fandoms#littlestartopaz#asked and answered#starlight writes stuff
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A LOT JUST HAPPENED OMFG SHE MELTED A WHOLE FUCKING FLEET OF ILKEN AELINNNNNNN QUEEENNNNNNNN SHES SO FUCKING POWERFUL YES
also ELIIIIIIDEEEEEEEE AND LOOOOOOOOORRRRRCAAANNNNNNN WHAT A COUPLE SOULMATES TWIN FLAMES THE BEST PAIRING YES PLS TY I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!
ALSO MANON AND ELIDE REUNION YES SO CUTE AND EVERYONE’S REUNION WITH ELIDE SO HEARTFELT I CRIED SO BEAUTIFUL I HAVE NO WORDS LORCAN LOVES HER U KNOW HE DOES I WANT THEM TO GET MARRIED AND HAVE KIDS AND LOVE EACH OTHER A LOT
alsoOOOO AAAAAA WHEN THEY WERE ALL THREATENING LORCAN TO NOT HURT ELIDE ISNBSNBDJSHDJZDUEHDFHNSBDNSSJHDBSHSHSHSJZBXJS D I LOVE THIS SO MUCH HDSJGDWSXUDUJSHDJDHJDDGHDDHRHHDHDDHRBE
these were some GOOD few chapter imma give you that sarah
AND OOOOOOOOOOOOH MMMMYYYYYYYYY FUCKINGGGGGGG GOD WHEN ELIDE JUMPED IN FRONT OF FENRYS TO SAVE LORCAN’S LIFEEEEEEE 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺😫😫😫😫😫😫🤍🤍🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧🤧 THEY ARE IN LOVE PLS PLS PLS PLS PSL SKANSJSBDJJSGDGDRHJSJZJSJSUWUSJDJFUXUXUXXIUFUFFUDHEHDHDHXJSJD
and oops when dorian was “lets hope the keys end with aelin bc if they end up with me imma fuck this shit UP” i was SOBBING this is so FREAKING FUCKING SAD MY BABY BOY I WANT HIM TO BE SO HAPPY PLS PLS PLS 😭😭😭😭😭
Oh and about the the rare pairings!!! Thanks to the babe that showed me the post!! V excited to read fenrys and rowan it sounds CUTE, i’m not crazy about ot3s so i dunno if that’s my jam but thank you sm for the recs!!!!!!! If ANYONE wants to write some weird elide rare pairings i will smooch you!!!!!!!! (my brain is STUCK ON THE RARE BEAUTY OF LORIDE(? Rare pair name pls?lol) but elide and dorian is a VIBE lets all like it collectively pls) And also to whoever said moon has been gatekeeping me (which lol bc if it wasn’t for her no one would even know my opinions on these books) but thank GOD she filters my asks bc i talk a lot and my coherence is barely passable when i’m in the midst of a book high. AND AND AND there’s no way for anyone to know who i am bc i’m an international super-spy😉🧃
Ugh I love that whole chunk of the book because SO MUCH HAPPENSSSSSS. But most importantly, the reunion. WHICH I LOVED SO MUCH!!!!
Elide and Lorcan have my whole heart in this chunk. It's just soooooooo good.
Dorian is the most precious. I love him to bits and pieces.
ENJOY YOUR DIVE INTO WHATEVER RAREPAIRS THERE IS HEHE.
I seriously try to make sure I post everything!! I promise I don't ignore any on purpose lmao. Everyone keeps wanting to know how you're handling the read hahaha.
Also. You better expose yourself once you're done ma'am is2g
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alsooooo i got tagged by @kunfetti earlier so !!! here we go on this one lol
Rules: Answer the questions in a new post and tag 10 blogs you would like to get to know better.
A - Age: 24!
B - Birthplace: detroit
C - Current time: 12:55am l-lol
D - Drink you last had: water
E - Easiest person to talk to: depends! my friends??
F - Favorite song: gah this varies depending on the day actually but blessings (reprise) by chance the rapper is always a good one (i’m also currently in love with jetpack blues by fallout boy and dear agony by breaking benjamin)
G - Grossest memory: someone dropped grape juice all over the floor once and i had to help clean it was disgusting
H - Horror yes or horror no: i like watching horror game lps but movies? not particularly excited about them
I - In love: gif of that bird titling its head saying “we just dont know”
J - Jealous of people: uh... i try not to be?
L - Love at first sight or should I walk by again?: you should probably tie your strings tight and take a couple laps bud
M - Middle name: A SECRET☆
N - Number of siblings: four. three sisters and one lil brother
O - One wish: to be financially stable and able to afford most things on a regular basis. life is hard
P - Person you called last: my roommate lol
Q - Question you are always asked: how do you say your name, again?
R - Reason to smile: noctis lucis caelum went out of his way to feed a stray cat not just by fishing for it but also going through the effort of getting the fish cooked by a gourmet chef and he did this on two separate occasions for the same cat and i just think that’s beau
S - Song you last sang: jetpack blues lol?
T - Time you woke up: today? like 10:30am
U - Underwear color: *opens pajamas to look* purple lmfao
V - Vacation destination = somewhere that’s not cold or hot and offers minimal exposure to bugs
W - Worst habit: uhh biting my lips?? my lips are always scabbed over its really bad actually. also i compulsively spend MONEY
X - X-rays: never had one?
F - Favorite food: idk bro. i think one year it was german chocolate cake, for a time it was coconut chicken. rn its probably froyo
Z - Zodiac sign: virgo!
uhhhh im not very good at tagging so if you read this consider yourself tagged
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