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#chicago#lake michigan#water#windy city#chicagoan#travel#vacation#travel photography#wanderlust#mag mile#illinois#midwest#skyline#chicago skyline#chicago travel#camerachy.com#camera chy#chy
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more fanart of chy's au, like to draw mermaids in such a way their human half isn't 100% human, makes them feel more organic
this has a shiton of filters since my camera is shit lol
#mermaid#mermaid au#tgamm fanart#tgamm#the ghost and molly mcgee au#the ghost and molly mcgee#watercolour#watercolor#watercolour art#traditional art#my art
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My wife
For my wife! @lilsedge
Pairing: Chyna x Fem reader
Description: After dating for four years, you and Chyna get married and everyone in WWF is surprised when she calls you her wife in front of them
You and Chyna share a kiss before getting out of the car, holding hands as you walk in together seeing Rikishi who had been a long time friend of the both of you and was one of the three people other than your family who knew about the engagement and was at your wedding a few days ago. He hugs both of you and congratulates you both as Eddie walks up, "Hey amores, how was Puerto Rico?" you hug eddie as you both tell him and rikishi of your beautiful honeymoon in puerto rico, having the most wonderful time together on the beach and walking to help her get ready for her match against Ivory, hearing a knock on the door as you wait to go out to the ring together, smiling when you see Rey Mysterio with his son Dominik in his arms reaching for you "Hi Dom! Just as handsome as you were in your suit!" chyna smiles behind you watching you tickle and attack the two and a half year old while rey recorded it on his camera. You walk out to the ring together and give her a kiss before she climbs in the ring, staying ringside and loudly cheering for her for all of the match even distracting the ref so eddie can knock ivory down so chyna can get extra blows in, before you jump off and watch chyna suplex and pin her for the win, running in and kissing her as she lifts you in her arms making the crowd cheer even more, knowing how much fans loved the two of you together even before you got together they always cheered when the two of you would join up for tag team matches and always being the other's half knowing what the other was going to do and following with something powerful as well. You go to catering and grab food and a drink chatting with Lita while chyna was being interviewed, watching on the tv in her locker room as she is still on her cloud of high from winning and calming from adrenaline "I'm just so thankful for all the people around me that have supported me and got me to this point, my family, friends, but most of all and especially my beautiful, special, and loving wife" you spit your drink in the trash can, some coming out of your nose as lita goes into a coughing fit "You're married?!" you nod just as The Rock runs in and grabs you hugging you tightly "Oh my god congratulations my apple pie" you laugh at the nickname as Torrie along with Mick Foley, Chavo Jr, Dusty Rhodes, and ivory at the doorway with many different looks of surprise and happiness on their faces as your hugged by lita and eddie sees everyone with rey, chyna, and rikishi next to him. They walk through and you smile as you embrace chyna and share a kiss, raising your interlocked hands up and showing your wedding rings to them, yours a beautiful yellow and hers a ruby red as the girls look closely and each of you are hugged by the group as they all say many congratulations "I still cannot believe y'all are married now" you laugh at a smiling chavo, rubbing the top of his head which makes him grumble before kissing your and Chyna's cheeks as dom runs in and hugs your left leg and chyna's right making you both giggle as you both hold and share affection for the little boy "I love you auntie Y/n and auntie chy" you kiss his head after chyna throws him in the air and catches him as you smile at the family and the feeling of love in the room.
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HEY POOKIEEEEEE BEAR SO IM A MASSIVE FUCKING SIMP FOR LIKE QUACKITY COULD YOU LIKE DO ME A SOLID AND WRITE AND ANGSTY FIC??? ILL GIVE YOU STORYLINE AND NOTHING MORE:
QUACKITY BECAME OUR LIKE ROOMMATE FOR WHATEVER REASON AND LIKE STREAM KNOWS THAT BUT DONT SAY ANYTHING- ONE DAY ON STREAM WE COME IN A JUST SMOOCH HIS CHEEK AND LIKE STREAM FOES WILD- THEY FIND OUT WE’VE BEEN DATING AND SHIT HAPPENS (YOU GET TO DEVIDE WHAT TYPE OF SHIT)
THANKS POOKIE BEAR 🥺🥺🥺
(ALSO MAKE MY DREAM COME TRUE AND MAKE IT MALE READER PLEASE??? PLEASEEEEE)
A/N: AHHHHHHH yes yes I can (Relatively short) 💛💛
Roommates.
Quackity was a relevant streamer and didn’t spend a lot of his free time away from the camera that was until he needed to get a roommate. He was going to spend some time in Europe, doing more IRL streaming with his friends and other streamers. But then there came to issue of getting a roommate.
Now he really didn’t want one, nor did he think he had to but he wanted to spend less money for a decent apartment so he would have more spending money and if he needed to have a roommate for that to happen. He’ll get a roommate.
Well…he didn’t get a roommate, he became the roommate.
At first, the apartment was great. It was clean, the kitchen was beautiful, and his room, which was the wide open door, had enough room for some streaming equipment. This was all going a bit too well for him. So of course when he just finished his set-up and was ready to stream away to his heart’s content. You walk through the front door. Carrying bags of groceries and just setting them on the table, not noticing the presence of Quackity standing in his doorway.
“Uh…hi?” The boy nods in acknowledgement, focusing on the task at hand. “You must be my roommate, huh?” He hummed, organising the food already in the fridge before rummaging through the bag. “Yeah, umm, my name’s Quackity.”
The boy playfully scoffed slightly. “Quackity?” He looked up at the boy with an amused smile. “That’s your name?”
“You got a problem with my name?”
The boy shook his head with a shrug. “No, no of course not. I just wasn’t expecting it.” He rolled his eyes.
“Y/N, it’s Y/N.” He smiled.
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“No! Chat! Chat! I’m telling you! That didn’t count!” e yelled, watching the chat flood with chants of, ‘You laughed!’ and ‘pog face’ which cause the boy to groan. “No Chat that just doesn’t count! I laughed about something off-screen. Doesn’t count!” He screamed, fixing up his beanie with a frustrated sigh. “Y’know what, fuck you Chat. Fuck you.”
“Don’t talk to Chat like that.” A voice said off camera, swinging in from the side just enough to see the other guy’s arm. “You need to get a break, anyways, here’s dinner.” He placed a plate down next to him.
“Oh…uh, thank you,” Quackity said, looking up at the boy with a smile. He had been his roommate for almost 2 months and it seemed like both boys were getting along nicely to their new lives as roommates. “I owe you one.”
“You owe me 2, next movie night, I’m picking the movie and the snacks.” He said with a laugh and Quackity roll his eyes.
“Whatever man. Get out of here.” He chuckled at the shorter boy’s comment, leaning down to kiss his cheek before walking, Quackity wiping at his face like he was disguised and the chat went wild.
Ducklover: OMG SPOILER ALERT
DrDaddy: WOOOOOOO
Tubbo: wtf man
PinkLemon: WHATTTTTTTTT
Oak-Tree: AHHHHHH
Bi-chy: QUACKITY GAY 👀
“Chat. Chat shut the fuck up.”
#fanfiction#writing#imagines#dsmp x reader#dsmp quackity#dsmp fanfic#dsmp x male reader#Toxic_Lemon.original
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mama’s baby, daddy’s maybe
a third part just in case someone wanted it.
enjoy! @mellyie @sunandstarsco
3:30PM - SATURDAY
“So you wanna leave at 5?” Armin asked as he sat up at the island.
“Hmm.. I don’t know… It shouldn’t take nothing but like, what thirty minutes?”
“Yeah but traffic could be really bad down there. And I wanna make sure we have a seat.” I nodded in understanding. I contemplated on how long it would take to get Celest and myself ready.
“Well let me get Celest up-“
“I’ll get Celest up. You get ready.” I was about to mention himself but I noticed he was already dressed in a cream colored sweater tucked into a pair of dark jeans. I’d be lying if I said that Armin never dressed himself well.
“So you’ll get Celest dressed while I..?”
“Yes, Chy. I got Celest, go get ready.” He laughed.
After I had gotten my shower and freshened up, I dressed myself in a cropped white tank top, light jeans, and a cream-colored cardigan. I didn’t wanna dress up too fancy for it all to be for no reason. I let my faux locs fall down to my waist, not bothering to style it into anything.
“You ready?” Armin opened the door just a enough to poke his head through.
“Yeah. Where’s Cee?” Armin opened up the door a little wider so that she could come running in, dressed cute in the Titan’s colors, forest green and white.
“There’s my baby!” I picked her up and sat her on my hip. “You look so pretty~” I peppered her soft cheeks in kisses as she had a giggling fit in my arms.
“I see you did her hair.” I looked at Armin’s attempt at small space buns and didn’t complain. “I like it.”
“Aw,” He sits down on the bed and I put down Celest. “I try. I though you said you were ready.” I kept switching between the white block heel boots and white leather converses.
“I am, I’m just…”
“The boots.” I turned to Armin with the boots in hand.
“Really? I don’t wanna look too fancy..” He rolled his eyes, probably fed up with me by now.
“You’ll be fine~ we gotta go!”
We pulled up to the venue, meeting Layla there. Armin practically rushed us in the stadium after security met us at the gate. Armin explained that Layla and I were accompanying him and with his words, he found a way to get us in without tickets or verification. I couldn’t be more grateful.
“Armin, thank you so much.”
“My pleasure. There’s seats close to courtside if you wanna grab them before it’s too late.” He says, handing me Celest’s diaper bag.
“You’re not watching with us?” Layla frowned. He held up the expensive camera that was around his neck and waved it at us.
“I got a job to do. Bye~” He waved to Celest, Layla, and I before jogging off somewhere. We found some seats a row above courtside and sat, waiting for the game to start.
Surprisingly enough, Celest sat fairly still in my lap as she played silently with her basketball plush. Her eyes would go from the small toy to what was going on out on the court. At that moment, I didn’t have a particular emotion because this all happened too fast. This could all be a dream as far as I knew.
“Don’t look now but..” Layla nudged me softly and pointed out to the court.
“What?”
“Number two..” My eyes scanned the court for a player with the number two jersey to see what she was talking about. And there I saw him, warming up on the court. He looked exactly how I left him. As if we were fresh out of high school again. I looked at Celest and noticed we were looking out at the same thing. The difference was that I knew who it was out there, she didn’t and I was gonna fix that.
After I got out of my trance, “Layla, when does the game start?”
“7 I think. You better scream as loud as you can when he hit that 3-pointer.” She joked. I shoved her playfully.
“Shut up.” I laughed.
The game started and I could feel the energy of everyone in the room as it erupted in screams and clapping. I had never seen Connie play before now if it wasn’t at a high school game and at that moment I knew. He had every right to be on that court. He did everything so effortlessly as if it all came natural to him. I was so proud of him and I wasn’t even sure if he remembered me.
“Woooo! C’mon Cee. Let’s cheer for daddy! Woooo!” Layla had sat Celest in her lap and used her little hands to clap with the rest of the crowd.
“Layla.” I side-eyed her to keep her voice down.
“What? Nobody’s listening.” I looked around and my eyes landed on a older woman who resembled Connie. I recognized her as his mother and didn’t expect her to be so close. But then again, we were near the courtside and if it wasn’t other celebrities down there, it was the parents and families of the players.
I rapidly tapped on Layla’s shoulder and her head snapped towards me.
“Girl what?” I pointed to the lady who was sitting courtside a few seats away from us.
“Who’s that?”
“Connie’s mom.” Her mouth hung wide in surprise.
“Can we say hi?”
“No!” Celest started to whine and a foul smell clouded my nose. I picked up Celest and put her diaper bag over my shoulder. “I’m gonna change Celest. Don’t do anything stupid.” I loved Layla, but it was a shame how I had to warn her not to do anything stupid even if she was old enough to know not to do it.
She rolled her eyes. “Fine…”
I went to the bathroom to change Celest and was about to leave out when a beautiful woman stopped us as she was drying her hands. She was dressed in a tight dress and red bottoms, with long bone-straight hair that nearly reached her butt. She was probably a basketball wife, just one that was actually nice enough to speak.
“She’s really cute.” The woman complimented as I held onto Celest’s small hand.
“Thank you so much! You wanna say thank you, CeeCee?” Celest managed to say somewhat of a ‘thank you’ to the woman before we headed out and back onto the court. I looked over and saw that Layla had stayed put so I sighed in relief.
“So what happened? Did I miss anything?” I asked as I sat down with Celest in my lap.
“It’s a time out right now. Want some fries?”
After the game, Armin texted me and told me to wait for him to come get us. After waiting a few minutes, Celest started to get antsy so I stood up and started to leave, trying to look for Armin myself.
“Chy. What are you doing?” Layla questioned as she followed behind me.
“Going to look for Armin. I gotta hurry up and get home so I can get ready for work tomorrow.” I got Celest’s bottle of apple juice and handed it to her, to hold her for a bit until we got home.
“You call him?”
“No, I-“
“Leaving so soon?” A voice called out from behind me. I picked up Celest and put her on my hip with her juice in hand. I didn’t turn around. Did I already know who it was?
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Hi, I'm the anon who asked for a hc or sneak peek. Anything is okay im desperate for your writing
hi anonnnn🤭
of course i can share a few things with you! maybe just a little. Like a little crumb. Here’s some things that I’ve been cooking
Attitude
“I want you to attend the service.” Hunter says. “I want you to be the bridesmaid. Hell, you can even be the best man. I don’t care. I just want you to show up.”
“I don’t know about that. You know I don’t like Stephanie and she doesn’t like me. Besides, I don’t have anything to wear!” You exclaim. “This is so sudden.”
“You don’t have to worry about what to wear.” He says. “Well, actually, you do. Steph’s really picky about that.”
Like you give a shit! You’ll wear what you want. You won’t be “traditional” either, because this time, you’ll be wearing a tuxedo. And they better not request for you to make any drastic alternations to it.
You’ve already had that issue when it came to your referee outfit at Invasion. It was really annoying.
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Solitude
What was even more of a shocker was that he told you that you were assigned to NXT for a week. Those days would determine if you were moving up to the main roster or sent back to the center for training.
It’s a bit stressing. But you know you have to put your best foot forward and do this. This was your only chance and you absolutely can’t mess this up.
Maybe it’s not that hard. You were only an indie superstar at first, only used to being on much smaller channels and local shows. At the time, you couldn’t even imagine being on WWE….which was broadcasted on national television!
To you, NXT seemed to be something on the smaller scale. You were comfortable and you felt steady.
All of the people who were still training had given you their well wishes. It’s heavily appreciated. You won’t see them anymore unless they come up there themselves.
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Golden
You shuffle a bit closer to Chyna to ask her; “How is everyone chewing something but me?! Do you have candy or something?”
She turns her head over to you. “Gum. Just reach in my back pocket and get it.”
You’re already reaching into her pocket and pulling out the pack. You figured it didn’t really matter since the cameras were the mostly focused on Shawn and Hunter, the former now with the mic.
“Thanks….Chy,” It was almost like you were testing the nickname out, but if she didn’t like it, you’d simply say that it must’ve been too loud for her to hear the rest of her name.
She doesn’t seem to care, which is definitely a step forward in your opinion. You silently pump your fist, perhaps you could get away with calling her other nicknames too.
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early 1800's now! Michigan and Illinois are about three years apart, and I couldn't pick between them. so both please?
“Dad introduced us to Michigan when he was… What, a month old?” Georgia thought, “Sue brought him over for the day. Everyone loved him. Even Ohio.”
“Little Michigan wasn’t nearly as annoying as grown-up loudmouthed B**chy Michi is,” Ohio recalled with a small smile, “When Dad showed off that adorable little giggling bundle o’ sunshine—”
Michigan burst into the room and Ohio clamped his mouth shut.
“No, no. Go on,” Michigan encouraged, definitely not shoving his recording phone camera in Ohio’s face, “Don’t mind lil ol’ me.”
Ohio clenched his jaw and glowered at him.
“Ah. Right. Sorry. The phone,” Michigan apologized, before taking a step back and raising it a little, “My bad. Needs a better angle.”
“…As I was saying,” Ohio continued, choosing to ignore Michigan as he changed up his answer, “I had no idea he would grow into such an obnoxious and inconsiderate person. I should’ve sensed it the moment he was born and exterminated the threat—”
“Aaaaaand the moment’s dead.” Michigan turned off his phone and started to walk away.
“—But I’m glad I didn’t,” Ohio went on, “Even if Michigan and I don’t see eye to eye on everything, he was still a great kid—”
Michigan paused and turned to give Ohio a skeptical look.
“—And I love the memories I have with younger him—”
“You alright, F***eye?”
“—Even if he’s the scum of the earth now and a disgrace to humanity.”
“Ooh, there it is,” Michigan laughed, “Had me worried for a second. That was almost heartwarming. By lying standards, anyway. What about Illinois? I was too young to remember it well.”
“Ohio and I met him before any of you guys did,” Indiana answered, “Since. Y’know. Full siblings. We got to officially introduce him to everyone. And by ‘we’ I mostly mean Ohio, since I was nine.”
“He bit Massachusetts,” Ohio remembered, “So Rhode and Hampshire immediately took him under their metaphorical wings. I still haven’t decided if that was adorable or concerning.”
“Huh,” Michigan blinked, “I think I remember that. That explains a lot about him.”
“What does that mean?” Illinois questioned with a raised brow.
“You know! You’re so…!” Michigan motioned to all of Illinois, “You!”
“…Elaborate.”
“Uhm…” Michigan motioned again, “You know! You’re so…!”
“Intact with all my limbs?”
“Yes!” Michigan’s smile fell as he processed the snide remark, “Wait, no. Screw you!”
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This sweet goofy guy and total ham for the camera is Gilbert!! What a wonderful guy!! Please check the website for more adoption information https://AAWL.org Keep checking back for more wonderful kitties!! #fureverhome #caturday #kitty #kittycat #Adopt #bestmeowdels #sweetie #furbaby #cat #Beautiful #Love #Pets #meow #meowdel #catstagram #kitten #kitties #CatLove #shelterlife #KindnessIsCool #CatLoversClub #meowmeow #Shelter #animalrescue #ADOPTPURELOVE #SupportRescue #AdoptDontShop #AAWL #aspca @aawlspca #ArizonaAnimalWelfareLeague 🐾🐾 (at Arizona Animal Welfare League & SPCA) https://www.instagram.com/p/Chys-bsOTV6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#fureverhome#caturday#kitty#kittycat#adopt#bestmeowdels#sweetie#furbaby#cat#beautiful#love#pets#meow#meowdel#catstagram#kitten#kitties#catlove#shelterlife#kindnessiscool#catloversclub#meowmeow#shelter#animalrescue#adoptpurelove#supportrescue#adoptdontshop#aawl#aspca#arizonaanimalwelfareleague
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"ma.gg.ie gra.ce reveals that her character, al.th.ea, will make a decision that will forever impact her group of survivors, dangerously intertwining her past, present and future."
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me, hoarding memes and drafts: what if i just remade my blog though
#* i stay behind the camera. / ooc.#the nice thing about just making new posts for meme replies tho is that i....could easily take my memes from here and#reply to them on a new blog ???#but then i'm like.....chy u JUST REMADE#IN LIKE APRIL#but.....idk i feel like a good chunk of followers are inactive and ij ust..........wanna restart :(#we'll See what i Do
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#animals#nature#animal photography#wildlife photography#wildlife#monkey#squirell#orangutan#travel#travel photography#explore#travelling#camera chy#camerachy.com
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i was tagged by @ravithecrackkidz to do the bias photo tag, thank you eden ♡♡
also a big thank you to @lq-hakyeon for letting me use these adorable icons :’^)
uhh so i’m a little lazy to think about tagging, so the first 7 ppl in my notes, i tag you! @elysiumdream @gothvixx @bottom-heavy-lesbian @wakeupandjitterbug @hansanghyuked @hak-smirk @coffeeshopgay
i know this tag has been around, so no pressure if you already did it/don’t wanna do it :^)
#chy#my face#tagged#how do idols look so good in literally any pose#like i tried to get the camera closer to my face to look like hakyeon’s pictures#but i just ended up with a weird double chin LOL#i also need to fix my eyebrows soon bc they’re starting to look a lil crusty kfbskdb#edit: omg i edited out a pimple in the first pic but forgot to do it in the second one LMAO RIP
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Fat Gum headcanons
Random Fatgum Headcanons
-I’m pretty sure that this is a popular headcanon, but Fatgum definitely has his own youtube channel where he cooks and gives advice to his subscribers. He has lives all the time and is very interactive. He’ll be reading a submission, asking for help with their love life for example, and Fatgum would respond with:
-“This situation reminds me of Udon. Your love life may feel like an endless string of failure, string of failure being noodles in this instance, but you will eventually overcome your obstacles, whether they may be too thick or too starchy, because love always prevails.” He would explain to the camera while fixing a bowl of his signature soup.
-True words of wisdom, Chef Fatgum.
-He loves animals. Put him in a room filled with cats and dogs and he is definitely folding.
-He’s a morning person, surprisingly. He lives by the saying “the early bird gets the worm”, being one to prefer sunrise over sunset.
-He doesn’t like coffee. It tastes too bitter and he literally will stick his tongue out with a scrunched face at the taste.
-Taishiro enjoys listening to various music genres, he honestly can vibe to them all. He also likes to dance, albeit that doesn’t mean that he’s actually good at it.
-Kirishima will dance horribly with him, and when Fatgum yells at Amajiki to join him on the dancefloor, Tamaki literally turns his head and pretends that he doesn't know them.
-He loves comedy movies and he has a deep belly laugh, kind of like santa claus.
-Fatgum has stretch marks all over his body, but it doesn’t bother him in the slightest. He doesn’t really care about other people’s opinions because he’s learned to love himself, plus he thinks that they look pretty cool on him.
-Always supports Kirishima and Amajiki whenever he can. If they have something going on at UA where it requires an audience, Taishiro will be there to cheer them on and bring them goodies as a gift. (Of course, the bags of chips are open because he was snacking on them during the performance, but eh... that’s not really important.)
-One of his favorite hobbies is reading and collecting comic books. He has shelves aligned with them and can talk for days about storylines and his favorite characters.
-He does not let being a hero get to him, in fact, he acts like a completely normal guy. Walks around town like a civilian and will wave at people who recognize him and sign the autographs of anyone that comes up to him.
-In conclusion, we love Fatgum.
#my hero academia#my hero x reader#my hero headcanons#mha#mha x reader#mha fatgum#mha fat gum#bnha#bnha x reader#bnha fluff#bnha headcanons#fat gum#fat gum x reader#fatgum#fatgum x reader#fatgum x you#fatgum headcanons#fat gum Headcanons#fatgum x y/n#taishiro toyomitsu#taishiro x reader#bnha taishiro#mha taishiro#taishirou#taishiro x y/n#taishiro toyomitsu x reader
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“We Scare”
Mentions → AJ Siciliani
Date → Saturday October 17, 2020 — 3:43 PM
Setting → Santa Monica Pier
Synopsis → ( Part 1 / 3 ) — Sunwoo scopes a target.
— october 17, 2020 - 3:43 PM
“Chy! C’mere girl! C’mere!” Sunwoo pats their thigh enthusiastically, gaining quick attention of the large black lab mix who races back to the heels of their feet. They lean down to promptly reward the dog with a scratch between her perky ears. Chy was a little nosy—like just now poking her nose a bit further from their spot on the bench than Sunwoo preferred—but she was a good girl who listened always. It was why Sunwoo didn’t mind dog-sitting ginormus Chy for their neighbor when the time came for her owner to travel. Sunwoo was a cat person, but Chy was probably the only dog that made them reconsider their stance.
Plus, Chy wouldn’t question why they had paused at this exact spot for the fourth time on their walk this week.
Leash in one hand and a Capri-Sun pouch in the other, Sunwoo lazed back while taking a bored sip through the thin yellow straw, comfortable with their chosen spot. The juice made them look a bit adolescent, but otherwise gave no other impression than a guy on the pier taking a break with his dog. Sunwoo was completely immersed in the role.
Remember that one cakepop shop that tasted like shit on the pier? They're putting it right there, right next to the route 66 sign.
Their eyes drift over to find the marker, the Route 66 sign. It was a staple of the pier for families and photos. At first, Sunwoo entertained the sign as part of their upcoming display— it really could use a burst of color across the black and white lettering. But the more they visited the spot the more Sunwoo realized how much of a hotspot, and a waste of time, coloring over it would be. Right now Sol didn’t want to make any statements, Sol simply wanted to have a little fun.Tagging the pride and joy of the pier would start something Sunwoo didn’t have much of an interest in continuing. It just had been some time since they had left art along the pier, and figured for all the people the bar would bring in, something new would be fun to entertain the masses.
Then, they drift their eyes to their spotlight target—the glimmering, three story high bar so lovingly named “Monsters Inc.”.
Sunwoo doesn’t stare at it for too long, attention pulled downward when quick flashes of brown catch in the corner of his eye. Chy’s tail was whirling like a mini helicopter propeller, excited to see the few people who were passing by them. Amused, Sunwoo laughs to himself quietly. He too liked this hour of the day to be on the pier. Lunch rush had long ended, the sun was in the limbo between afternoon and evening, and the crowds were more scarce than a weekend or weekday after 5 PM. Shaking their head at Chy’s antics, they reach down into the pocket of their jacket to pull out a miniature sketchbook. It was time to get to work.
Camera, camera, blindspot, camera—blindspot. Sunwoo didn’t directly look at the cameras they knew were loyally stationed around the businesses of the pier, but he knew where they were. On his first visit to the pier he took a route to note each. The second, he took a longer trail to gauge the scope of the area they surveillance, and on the third he surveyed the spots one last time to be sure of their blind spots. Now, finally, on the fourth visit he could iron out his plans. How big could he make his hit? Would he have much room to move or would he have to kiss the wall as he worked?
We’re working for a better tomorrow...today! — We’re Monsters Incorporated!
Monsters Inc. wasn’t a movie Sunwoo would’ve watched by themselves, but watching it the first time alongside AJ made it a bit more appealing. Colorful characters, dialogue that actually made them laugh, and an engaging storyline within a world vastly different from the norm was the recipe for Disney charm. In their first watch, Sunwoo watched with appreciative skepticism. They weren’t able to take too many notes then because of their company ( ‘—bro why are you taking notes during a Disney movie??’ ) but that was probably the best thing. On Sunwoo’s second watch ( after quietly checking it out from the library ) they were able to make their notes. Lightly teasing the now empty Capri-Sun pouch with blows into the packet, Sunwoo flipped through their sketchbook that was filled with different types of lettering, sketches, and practice drills of stylized handwriting. Toward the back were the sketches they’d made during their own movie watch. Notes and arrows pointing around exaggerated caricatures of the movie’s main characters Mike and Sulley. Sunwoo had even done quick sketches of the villain, Randall, who he admittedly liked seeing the most. They glanced up from the sketchbook to take a look around and spot the area.
The three story building surprisingly fit in well with the other buildings along the pier. It looked new, but it also looked like it had stood a part of the piers kaleidoscope of businesses forever. How obnoxious. Still, Sunwoo realized that as of today no cameras had been installed on the side of the building that had this pale bare wall. It was a bar, surely it would have cameras at some point, but right now Sunwoo welcomed the invite. Maybe Santa Monica neglected the area for him to come make it prettier.
Sunwoo squinted at his sketches, now lightly chewing on the straw in his mouth. If they were honest with themselves, their personal favorite were the more grotesque sketches they had done. Mike and Sulley looked terrifying, as they should be for monsters, than Disney’s quirky and cute designs. But, Sunwoo had a little fun too with a more cute design inspired by the prequel that Sunwoo too had watched with AJ. The Bar Crawl was a family-friendly event. Sol could show their nicer side. Hit the bar with their cutesy design to entice families and kids to scramble to the building for pictures and completely defeat the purpose of an adult oriented bar. Sunwoo put a hand over their mouth to cover their suddenly tickled smile at the thought. How frustrating would that be? Kids crying because they can’t understand why sweet Mike and Sulley were on the side of a building they couldn’t get into, parents irritated that they have to explain to their kids suddenly what a bar is, and the business owners becoming frustrated because all of these families are hiving around their Very Adult bar and deterring actual of age customers who probably would stroll in for business if not for the sight of babies and children. It was painfully tempting.
Suddenly a bark from Chy bark jolts Sunwoo from their deep meditations. Eyes wide, they look to see what’s startled Chy to uncharacteristically open her mouth, only to see two security guards zip by on their bicycles. Maybe a bit too close to both he and Chy’s comfort.
“God Chy, you scared the hell out of me. I wasn’t expecting that.” Sunwoo put their hand on their chest taking a deep breath. They looked in the direction the two guards went, Chy still unsettled and barking to make sure they’re long gone off. Sunwoo watches her for a moment, settling down from the jump but then the idea hits.
We scare —
Chy’s still barking, and though the reason why is long gone she continues. It’s something she wasn’t expecting, something that she’s not happy with, something discomforting. But her barking got his attention. It was sudden, it was jarring, it made him aware.
With the thought, Sunwoo flips back to their harsher drawings, and how out of element they were to the eye. Their eyes follow the lines of their work a number of times before looking back off to the empty bar.
—because we care.
They still had some time to figure it out.
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base online 2.3 self para.
date: march 2021.
character(s) involved: n/a.
about: for the choice live, duri decided to have his own little cooking show where he cooks tomato spinach pasta.
trigger warnings: food cw.
notes: i just wanna thank chy for suggesting a recipe for duri to do for this.
word count: 1,290.
it almost wasn’t surprising that duri had decided to do a cooking show for his choice live when management had approached him to encourage him to do the live. so, with his manager, he set up the live for a time to work and what exactly he would be doing. so, within a kitchen set, they would set everything up for the live that was announced and scheduled. of course, they would probably still play up the whole masterchef thing for it, considering he did chose to cook, rather than doing something like singing. but, he liked to show off different sides of him and he had already done a cover for base online, so he decided to do something completely different. he placed an apron on himself, tying it around himself, and making it secure. he had a very “boyfriend” look on today, which had been suggested for him to do. it was probably to push that whole boyfriend image more, especially with duri’s personality, it always worked out best for bc entertainment. nonetheless, he was ready to begin.
he walked to the island, standing in front of the camera. everything he needed had already been placed out onto the island counter, in which duri had ended up arranging it nicer himself, and made things easier to grab himself. when asked if he was ready, with a bigger smile, he nodded, and the comments had already been going as they waited for the base online live to begin. once he got a cue that it had begun, he waved with both his hands. “hello! knight’s duri here!” he said, before giving a bow together. “today, i prepared to make you tomato spinach pasta!” he said, giggling softly. “are you ready to start?” he asked the audience, before looking over to read the comments. “let’s get started!” he said.
“i’m making the pasta by hand! we’re going to go with an angel hair pasta, to have a nice, long pasta. i think it’ll go well with everything,” he said, chuckling softly. maybe making pasta by scratch was a bit of a flex, but he was showing what he knows, and of course, he was trying to be like a television chef, after all. he goes through all the steps of creating pasta from scratch with the flour and eggs, the well in the middle, all of that. he walked through what he was doing, and the pasta was made. he cut it into the shape that was needed, before putting it off to the side, and cleaning up. “i really like cleaning up as i go, it feels a lot better to me to have a clean workspace as i continue on,” he explained. “now that that’s done, let’s get to the rest of the stuff!” he said.
he had filled a pot with both broth and water, before placing that to a burner, and turning it on. “i’ve added both water and broth to the pot, the broth will give the pasta nice flavor, “first for chopping, the garlic,” he says, before he’s grabbing the cloves, and a knife. he smashed them, and began to mince them. it was clear that he was in a zone, before he was sure to walk them through the recipe as if he was a chef on television - a bit different from him competing on masterchef korea celebrity. “i’m mincing the garlic,” duri says to the camera. putting that to the side, he grabs the cherry tomatoes. “i’m using cherry tomatoes for this recipe, they’re better for pasta recipes, and it’s a nice bite.” he explained, before he began to slice the cherry tomatoes in half. “i’m cutting them in half as well because... well, i don’t really had a reason for that,” he said, giggling a bunch more. after putting them all to the side, he would then grab the spinach, but before that, he would place the pasta into the water. “the water and broth mixture has come to a boil, so i added the pasta! it’ll go quickly!” he said. he now takes the spinach and makes sure it’s really dry, “i’m making sure the spinach is really dry, just so that when it cooks in the pan, none of the water comes off the spinach. we don’t want any water to fill up in the pan!” he says, before giggling softly. finally, everything he needed to cut was done. “i also have parmesan cheese for the recipe, so if you ever want to make this, don’t forget about that, if you’d like it!” he says.
he turns the burner on underneath the pan, to get it to heat up. “once the pan is heated up, i’m going to add oil and garlic,” he said. so, he went ahead and did that, a nice sizzle can be heard. “i’ll stir constantly, just so that it doesn’t burn, then i’m going to add the chopped spinach once the garlic gets really fragrant.” he explained. once that occurred, the spinach was added in, just so it could cook down. “once the spinach cooks down, we add in the cherry tomatoes,” he explains as those come next. he places them in, moving his spoon around. “we’re looking for the cherry tomatoes to get a nice color and to release their juices because that’s where the sauce is coming from,” he explained. “at this point, i’m going to add in some more garlic, as well as salt and pepper. we aren’t adding much to this because it’s meant to be nice and light. we also get an earthy flavor from the spinach and a sweetness from the cherry tomatoes, as well as a nice bite with the garlic. it balances itself out,” he said, before he’s giggling at himself. so, he does just as he said he was going to. “and with that, the pasta is done, so as i continue to cook those, i’m going to drain this,” he says, before grabbing mittens, and taking the pot to the sink to drain it. he then takes the drain pasta back over, and adds it into the pan. “now we put everything together and add the cheese,” as says, before adding it in, then stirring it together. “now, time to plate!” he said, of course, it was going to be rather nice, showing off his masterchef skills, after all.
he places the plates down, before plating up the food, and sprinkling more cheese on to make it look better. “ta-da!” he said, a giggle leaving his lips. “ah, staff, would you like to try?” he asked the ones behind the camera and they all came to try it. pouring in praises, he bows and thanks the staff members, who take the plates with him. he takes a taste of his, a large smile against his lips, “ah, it’s so good. i think you should all try it,” he said, giggling. of course, the comments are filled with wanting duri to cook for them because they want to try his cooking. comments like, “oppa, i really want to try your cooking,” “hyung, please cook for me,” and a bunch of others, which made him giggle. “i wish i could cook for everyone... but i hope you felt like i was cooking for you today,” he stayed on the live a bit longer, just to talk to the fans and such, before it was time to go.
“it looks like i have to go. thank you for watching me cook today! i hope we can do it again soon! masterchef duri, out!” he said, bowing towards the camera, and coming back up. he waved towards the camera with both hands as he giggled, “bye bye!”
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death by floriana lima: my ultimates experience.
first of all, i’m gonna start this off by thinking that this weekend wasn’t going to happen. it’s natural to be pessimistic in the sanvers fandom, so a weekend con featuring both of our ladies? it felt TOO GOOD to be true. i remember when the news broke about flo being cast in The Punisher and, whilst I was (and still am) utterly thrilled for her, I also thought it would mean that she was going to be forced to cancel - cue me having heart attacks every time Starfury tweeted for the next 3 months.
but she did not! she’s still clearly filming the show (as she’s still in NY) AND managed to fly over...the sanvers fandom finally caught a break, and it was an AMAZING break. i think it’s fair to say that even those who couldn’t attend, still thoroughly enjoyed the content that came from this weekend.
i left thursday, and was attacked almost immediately upon arrival by this banner:
Starfury truly get it and have always got it. their owner is a fantastic ally with a long history of running cons centered around shows with LGBTQ fandoms. SF were the best possible company to host both Chyler and Floriana together for the first time, and this was evident.
Friday was the opening ceremony, and the first time I would see Floriana in real life. It was a short but sweet moment, with Tiny giving the briefest of speeches before running off...bless her, she’s shy.
Photo ops are always in the morning at Starfury so on Saturday morning, I decided to go for Flo’s solo first as I saw Chyler’s crazy long line and thought that Flo’s wouldn’t be as bad...WRONG. And let’s keep in mind that a good amount of people in Chy’s queue would also join Flo’s once they had their photo taken. It made me SO happy to see so many people, and so much love, there for Flo.
After a while, it’s my turn and the second she turns to me, she points at me before shouting ‘YESSSSSSS’. I WAS SHOOK. And then I remember I was wearing a Punisher t-shirt (i did so purposely to support my girl) and then i was EVEN MORE SHOOK. Just wearing that t-shirt had made her so happy and excited and I was like HOLY CRAP I DID THAT I MADE HER HAPPY. I ask for a hug pose and she’s like ‘absolutely!’ and pulls me into her arms and held me so tightly, I truly was SHOOKETH. After the photo is taken, she made a point of making eye contact as she said ‘thank you’...it was a little thing, but as someone who’s met a bunch of actors at cons, most (in my experience) don’t do that. they mumble a ‘thanks’ so the what she did truly made me feel like she appreciated me being there and, honestly, that meant so much.
i go and have my chyler op afterwards (btw her new haircut is SO HOT, i’m already having palpitations thinking of that haircut combined with Alex’s new suit) and she was, as always, so lovely but the photo session was hella rushed because they had camera problems during it so i didn’t get to ask for a pose, so it’s a meh photo, and then it’s time for the Sanvers duo which, and I don’t know how, I end up almost at the start of the queue for...FUCK. I’m an awkward mess at the best of times, but being one of the first ever people to experience a Sanvers duo shoot? that was such a big responsibility. so it’s my turn and i go up and they both say ‘hi!’ and i stand in the middle of them and Miss Lima decides she wants to kill me. I was already nearly having a heart attack in the presence of such greatness and then, just as the picture is about to be taken, I feel her press her face up against mine. LIKE OKAY FLORIANA DO YOU WANT ME DEAD? In case you’re wondering, her cheek is soft and warm.
The auto session was in the afternoon and, whilst they were understandably somewhat rushed (due to the vast amount of people they had to sign for) I still had a wonderful little chat with her. I was actually really nervous to talk to her as, a few moments before, i’d gotten Jeremy’s auto and he basically blanked me (though i later learned that he was severely jetlagged and sick, so i’m not taking it personally) so I was kinda scared that my interaction with her might be like that too. Thankfully, it wasn’t - she was really smiley and chatty. I asked her if she was enjoying herself and Blackpool and she said she was, and asked if I came regularly to the con. I also thanked her for playing Maggie, and she was so appreciative and thanked me for my kind words. SHE WAS SO SWEET.
Sunday I had two solos with her, so thought I’d ask for at least one elaborate, cutesy pose. I first thought I’d propose to her but I was: a) lacking a necessary prop and b) was WAY too shaky meeting her the day before, I was paranoid I’d fall over getting down on one knee so decided against it. I instead went for a prom pose and she was SO EXCITED about it. It was a blur but a beautiful blur of her arms around my waist (tightly y’all, again I nearly fucking died) and she had the biggest smile on her face.....I LOVE HER I REALLY DO. i had another photo with her afterwards, and i did another hug photo as i didn’t like the first one (as we were both wearing black, we kinda blended together and it looked kinda weird...she looked good, as always though).
LOOK AT US!!!!
The sanvers panel and closing ceremony (where Chyler KISSED Flo (on the cheek by still) and I legit squealed) were afterwards but they’ve all been covered by others so i’ll leave that out of this lil review thing.
i just want to conclude by saying not just how amazing this experience was, but how amazing Flo was. from watching her with other fans, as well as my experience with her, you could tell how appreciative she is of each and every person. a lot of actors treat cons as mere business...you could tell that this weekend was so, so much more than a paycheck for her.
TL;DR - Floriana Lima is the sweetest and we don’t deserve her.
#Floriana Lima#This is the closest I'll come to posting a picture of myself right now#Just look at her she's the beautiful one#Personal
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