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Kai made a big dinner tonight for our friends. Everyone came over and we had a good time, eating good food. Al, Iris, Jacob, and Aran (not pictured :() all joined along with everyone from the house. Kai has been looking forward to this for a long time, I'm glad he finally made it happen and that it was such a big success. I really liked all the little details Kai put in with even just setting up the porch.
I felt a little overwhelmed at times even though it was just close friends. I just don't want to keep having to tell people who shitty I'm doing whenever they ask what I've been up to. But it was really nice overall, they're all good people. Thanks Kai and friends for a nice evening.
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like i'm not gonna lie i'm normally very protective of my faves but all the complaints abt Drew in the tag genuinely amuse me
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This isn't over, baby, don't believe a word they said!
But then,
She takes a moment to ponder,
To wonder what could've been given another chance!
To find a light in the darkness and a way out of this!
If only she could see what I could see!
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"it’s so rare that we’re actually given the opportunity to be honest about everything. we might as well try it once and see if we like it." ellas to mal!
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mal snorted. “i’m not afraid of horses, if that's what you were wondering.” he responded flatly. both he and the beast eyed each other warily. the dragon supposed it had some sense.
they had a better reason to fear him, that was all. and had a damn ferocious way of showing it.
he took another step away from the inquisitor (and, even better, that pathetic deer beast she insisted on petting). the fence between them was a godsend.
half jokingly, he responded, “or the candlit dinner by horseback type.”
#🐉 interaction.#🌠 ask.#dracaeons#you : horse ?#him : FUCK NO .#nobody:#mal : candelit dinners are only good with hot bear men so ..... :(((#as tho he thinks anything else is good without hot bear men so ??????????#actually nvm horses are the exception . no one can convince him to go near one of those . LSDKJF .
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Alright, let's talk about this scene in S1 Ep3:
Let's take this line by line, shall we? I added in some stage directions so we can see the acting choices alongside the dialogue (because this scene!!! this scene!! there is so much unsaid and communicated via body language).
*Crowley gets into his car and Aziraphale miracles inside*
C: *surprised*
C: What are you doing here?
A: I needed a word with you.
C: What?
A: I work in Soho. I hear things. I hear that you're setting up a...
A: *looks at Crowley*
A: caper. To rob a church.
C: *looks away from Aziraphale*
A: *concerned* Crowley, it's too dangerous. Holy Water won't just kill your body, it will destroy you completely.
C: *annoyed* You told me what you think. 105 years ago.
A: And I haven't changed my mind. But I can't have you risking your life. Not even for something dangerous. So... *pulls out thermos* you can call off the robbery.
C: *looking at Aziraphale, clearly surprised*
A: Don't go unscrewing the cap.
A: *not looking at Crowley anymore*
C: *looking between the thermos and Aziraphale* It's the real thing?
A: The holiest.
C: *attention fully on Aziraphale now* After everything you said?
A: *nods, still not looking at Crowley*
C: Should I say thank you?
C: *still looking at Aziraphale*
A: *pointedly NOT looking at Crowley*
A: Better not.
C: Well, can I drop you anywhere?
A: No. Thank you.
A: *briefly glancing at Crowley*
A: Don't look so disappointed.
A: *looking away again*
A: Perhaps one day we could, I don't know. Go for a picnic.
A: *looking at Crowley now*
A: Dine at the Ritz.
C: I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go.
*silence, and the longest amount of time Aziraphale looks at Crowley this whole scene*
A: You go too fast for me, Crowley.
*both looking at each other for a beat before Aziraphale exits*
OKAY SO HOLY HECK
I feel like this scene gets boiled down to THAT line we all remember (and we'll get there), but I feel like the whole scene and the context is so so important if we want to understand THAT line.
So the background info:
1862 AD - London, St James Park: Crowley asks for holy water.
1941 AD - London: Aziraphale meets with Nazi agents inside a church. Crowley swoops in to save the day (and the books). We have the magic show and the lovely candelit dinner afterwards.
This scene takes place in 1967 in Soho, London presumably.
So, since 1862 when Crowley first asks, Aziraphale has been thinking about this request of his. Aziraphale presumes in 1862 that Crowley wants the Holy Water as a "suicide pill," and Crowley never corrects this assumption.
So, Aziraphale is under the impression that in 1967 he is giving Crowley a tool to use for his own destruction, if it comes to that.
He goes against Heaven and, from our understanding, steals Holy Water so he can give it to Crowley.
The implications of this are DEEP and COMPLEX. Because this is the FIRST time we see Aziraphale directly go against Heaven without any kind of moral out. He isn't saving Job's children. He's literally defying Heaven to protect Crowley from doing something stupid.
It's a purely selfish action that directly goes against Heaven.
This is HUGE for his character. And as I've talked about a bit in this post, I think by this point, Aziraphale was fully aware he was in love with Crowley.
This, THIS, is proof of his devotion to Crowley. Going against Heaven overtly to supply him with something he believes Crowley will use to end himself.
You can see Aziraphale's guilt and concern in this scene simply through how he choses when to look at Crowley and when to not (michael sheen, I'm in ur walls).
He looks at Crowley concerned when he talks about the church heist. He says as such. That he thinks it's too dangerous. He pointedly DOESN'T look at Crowley once he hands over the Holy Water. Like he can't bring himself to come to terms with what he's done. (Looking out for the person he loves by giving them a means of their own destruction.)
And this little interaction:
C: Should I say thank you?
C: *looking at Aziraphale*
A: *pointedly NOT looking at Crowley*
A: Better not.
He doesn't want Crowley to thank him for what he perceives to be a sin. For giving him the ability to end himself. It hurts Aziraphale to think about. I think, even being in the car near Crowley hurts Aziraphale then.
Then we get the exchange at the end.
Crowley offering to drop Aziraphale off, which the angel denies.
Aziraphale clearly reading Crowley's disappointment and offering a fantasy of the future he doesn't believe they have in an attempt to cheer the demon up.
A: Perhaps one day we could, I don't know. Go for a picnic.
A: *looking at Crowley now*
A: Dine at the Ritz.
He looks at Crowley for the briefest of moments when he says "dine at the Ritz."
These things that Aziraphale is offering are normal, human pastimes. Nothing grand or overtly romantic. Just, a picnic. Dinner. It goes to show us how deeply Aziraphale loves humanity and recognizes that same love in Crowley (even if their love presents itself in different ways).
He's saying: one day, when I'm not me, and you're not you, we can do the things humans do. We can be simple.
And then, of course:
C: I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go.
Crowley says this line almost desperately. He wants to stay in this moment. He wants to draw it out. This moment where this angel he's befriended cares for him so deeply that he'd risk everything.
I haven't talked much about Crowley in this scene because at this point in their relationship, and I know this is controversial, I don't think Crowley is in love with Aziraphale here.
I talked about it in the aforementioned post, but it's my interpretation of Crowley's character to be naturally distrusting of others. Which makes sense given his history.
I don't think he's in love with Aziraphale in 1967.
But I think he recognizes Aziraphale's love for him, even if only for the briefest moment. He sees Aziraphale's willingness to save Crowley from himself and knows that there is something there.
But he is SCARED. Big scared. And he doesn't know how to deal with the influx of information being presented to him.
And I think he reads between the lines of Aziraphale's words. He hears Aziraphale say: one day, when I'm not me, and you're not you...
I'll give you a lift. Anywhere you want to go. Is Crowley saying: You're saying we have to be different people, but we don't. I can take you right now to a picnic, to the Ritz. Nothing has to change. We can be us.
And Aziraphale says:
A: You go too fast for me, Crowley.
You go too fast for me, you treat life like a speedrun to get to the good parts. Hell, Crowley slept through the 19th century because he wanted time to move forward. Aziraphale recognizes this. He's in love with this demon who won't slow down and appreciate the mundane, human things that Aziraphale treasures. He goes too fast. He never settles down.
And I think this is a gross misunderstanding of Crowley's character on Aziraphale's part. He thinks Crowley is too fast and never settles down. Changes his hair, his clothes, his accent. But the clothes and the hair are all set dressings to Crowley. They are distractions from how set in his ways he truly is.
Crowley is s l o w to everything.
So slow that it scares the shit out of him and he overcompensates by re-inventing his image every chance he gets. He wants to blend in with his surroundings so he can be just like everybody else.
It's a deep self-hatred most likely instilled in him since before his Fall. He was not good enough for Heaven. He isn't bad enough for Hell. He can't even pass as a human because of his eyes. He doesn't fit anywhere.
So he could never fit with Aziraphale.
He doesn't even see it as an option.
Not yet, anyway.
Aziraphale misunderstands this as Crowley being unable to take time and care and put work into things that truly matter. Aziraphale thinks that they can't be together because they are too different. No matter how much he loves Crowley, Crowley is, and will always be, just a few steps ahead of him. He will always be just out of reach.
This scene is Aziraphale's confession and subsequent realization that they can never work.
This scene is Crowley understanding Aziraphale's feelings and his inability to process his own.
This scene is devastating. Because it's another miscommunication. It's a clear example of how these two understand each other, and, even after 6000 years, don't understand each other.
#ineffable husbands#aziracrow#aziraphale#crowley#good omens#good omens meta#this scene makes me fucking LOSE it#truly i could talk about it for HOURS
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The way Stede and Izzy MUTUALLY extend the hand of truce in that (unnecessarily sexy) candelit swordplay scene. Izzy responding to Stede with an explanation of what he's doing instead of a snide comment or a "fuck off." Stede lowkey complimenting Izzy's swordsmanship and then outright praising and flattering him. Baby steps, but they BOTH took them!
#ofmd#ofmd s2#ofmd s2 spoilers#ofmd spoilers#stede bonnet#izzy hands#tbh i need the moment when ed realizes his bf and his ex are besties now
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Hey it’s raining and I have a cozy room come overrrr let’s get drunk and talk about The secret history I have a lot of candles yk maybe we’ll make out in their light in my blankets or maybe we’ll use them to light cigarettes or both and listen to r&b and talk about Henry winter and philosophy do u wanna?
#Did just do this. Without the Tsh talk though.#Randoms#rambles#hey girl#the secret history#rainy mood#tsh#chaotic academia#chaotic thoughts#yk#candelit
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arctic night, a poem for c!techno and cc!techno, a love letter to the beautiful community he helped foster, a prayer for peace and better days before us. (text of the poem below the cut.)
Arctic Night
There's a gentle snow in the Arctic tonight
Settling softly on the wooden deck
And it doesn't impede the bird in flight
Nor the son, head bent, melting snow on his neck
He writes by the candlelight flickering fast
Tended by the man with a legend for a name
And he'll say on completion, finished at last
'Rest, rest now, I'll keep the flame'
When the angel lands, he'll find the imprint
Of little feet laying claim to their land
A two-man trail of large footprints
A baby with his father and protector to hand
The protector stands guard at the candelit 'sill
Weapons leaning against the window frame
'They'll be there in the morning still,
Rest, rest now, I'll keep the flame'
The ghost bids them goodnight, the son turns in
Leaving them to their thoughts in the peaceful air
And there are no more battles to win
And many more peaceful nights to share
They're tantalisingly close to the very end
On another day, he'll win the game
But 'till then, a chorus sounded by friends
'Rest, rest now, we'll keep the flame'There's a gentle snow in the Arctic tonight
Settling softly on the wooden deck
And it doesn't impede the bird in flight
Nor the son, head bent, melting snow on his neck
He writes by the candlelight flickering fast
Tended by the man with a legend for a name
And he'll say on completion, finished at last
'Rest, rest now, I'll keep the flame'
When the angel lands, he'll find the imprint
Of little feet laying claim to their land
A two-man trail of large footprints
A baby with his father and protector to hand
The protector stands guard at the candelit 'sill
Weapons leaning against the window frame
'They'll be there in the morning still,
Rest, rest now, I'll keep the flame'
The ghost bids them goodnight, the son turns in
Leaving them to their thoughts in the peaceful air
And there are no more battles to win
And many more peaceful nights to share
They're tantalisingly close to the very end
On another day, he'll win the game
But 'till then, a chorus sounded by friends
'Rest, rest now, we'll keep the flame'
#i have felt so many things today and simply could not go to bed without writing this. so here#technoblade you touched so many lives and i hope you're resting well now. you so thoroughly deserve it#mcyt#crim writes#technoblade#philza#wilbur soot#dream smp
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New Orleans, 2035
A few months after Elena returned from 1988
Elena walked into her bedroom. It was one of those long days. All she wanted was a bubble bath. She took her phone out of the pocket and read Bonnie's message. 'We're going to New Orleans for the New Year's Eve. See you in a couple of days.xo'
Elena inhaled sharply. She didn't feel like celebrating anything. She wanted to get into a time machine and get back to Elijah.
Walking to the chest if drawers, she picked out a long shirt. And there, next to it was Elijah's shirt she took with her. One memento.
His scent, the very essence of him was woven into the fabric. She held the shirt closed to her chest. She missed him so much. She needed his touch. His lips on hers. His body next to hers.
Flashback
New York, 1988
"You said last night that you wished to get away for a few days. Have a different birthday. So, I took upon me to whisk you away to Louisianna." Elijah said.
"What? You're not serious?" Elena smiled.
"I'm very serious. We're flying out in an hour."
In Hammond, LA
Stepping out of the car, Elena's eyes glittered at Elijah seeing the place he had booked for their romantic getaway.
"I hope you are not disappointed?" Elijah said.
"Absolutely not. This is perfect. Reminds me of my family's lakehouse." Elena said, giving the Original a warm loving smile.
"Well, I'm very glad." Elijah turned to the valet, who met them, taking a suitcase out of the back of the Porsche. "Shall we?"
Elena nodded, curling up a smile.
Taking her hand in his they walked in the place to check-in.
Not long after, both were ready and met in a gazebo where a candelit light supper was served.
"OMG!" Elena exclaimed softly. "You pulled out - all the stops."
"It's a little something" the Original pulled the Champagne cork and poured the bubbly nectar into the flutes.
"This is - crazy romantic - thank you," Elena took the flute and clinked it with his, "this is really amazing."
"I do not wish to be soppy - but you've been the sunshine I've longed for a very long time."
Elena's eyes teared up. Her heart was beating like a drum. She gulped. A sudden shiver ran through.
"Are you all right?" the Original crinkled his eyebrows, stepping closer to Elena.
"Yes - it's just - all this - just got to me. It's stupid. I don't know why I'm so emotional"
And before she could turn away, he wrapped her gently in his arms, placing a loving kiss on her lips. And she melted into him.
The music started and she found herself swaying slowly, nestling her head on his shoulder, feeling his hands gently settling down her lower back. The soft music, his closeness, the warmth that radiated from his lips that now pressed on her cheek as she moved to face him, all was perfect. Her mellow eyes looked at his lovingly. She leaned forward, pressing a little kiss near his ear. A gentle movement of her warm breath in his ear moved everything inside of him. Without any words, he took hold of her hand and they left the dinner area, through the back porch, onto the garden. A few hundred yards away, they walked in the cottage.
Letting go off his hand, she now turned to him.
He cupped her face in both of her hands and kissed her lips.
Sliding underneath his suit jacket, sliding it off of his shoulders, tossing it lightly on the neighbouring armchair.
She didn't want to crease the expensive Armani, knowing all too well how much his suits cost, and how much he cared about them.
Elijah started unbuttoning his shirt now, slipping it out of his trousers, as he watched her unzip her dress, sliding it down her, her eyes gleaming at him. His probe her, wetting his lips, swallowing hard, lost in her beauty. Just one look at her and everything in him shook and stirred.
He complimented on her beauty as he walked over to her, locking her in his arms. Elena smiled knowing all too well how she affected him.
"You are not bad yourself" she murmured, gliding her hands up his hard muscles, beaming at him with her eyes sheeted with desire. Their lips met again, his softly tugging hers. His tongue darted in her mouth, entwining with hers, letting out a muffled groan as she pressed her body against his.
"You drive me crazy" he gasped.
"I've only just begun" Elena slipped and as found themselves close to the bed, she now pushed him on it. He freed himself of the shirt and she climbed on him, lowering her lips onto his, kissing him teasingly slow, as he mashed his hands into her long hair. Moving her lips to his jaw, she kissed the sweet dimple on the tip of his chin, sliding slowly down his neck.
She felt his breath stop, as she trailed small butterfly kisses down his chest and abs, stopping just below his belly button, looking up at him, meeting his dark eyes fully lost in the fire she had set alight.
"Don't stop" he breathed hoarsely.
"Don't plan to" Elena muttered. She now pulled down his pants along with his boxers, exposing his hardness. Her hands slipped around him, adoring him with her touch. Lowering her lips now on him, his heart went wild.
"Damn" he grunted, exhaling deeply as she took him in her mouth. His blood roared through his veins like wildfire, burning and stinging. It felt like she was devouring him whole. She moaned softly, and he clenched his eyes as delicious jolts of pleasure shot up his spine. Wet, sucking sounds intermingled with his grunts of pure pleasure. He was not going to take long and the next moment he shattered into million pieces, coming hard.
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loved | choi yeonjun
pairing: !nonidol choi yeonjun x !gn reader
synopsis: you’re celebrating your one year anniversary with your boyfriend, yeonjun.
genre: very fluffy
warnings: alcohol, y/n is at the age where they can drink
yeonjun led you to the balcony of the hotel he and you were staying at, showing off the candelit dinner he prepared for you with confidence. a grin tugged at the corner of his lips once he saw your delighted expression.
“i take it you like it?” he asked you as he led you to the table that was adorned with a beautiful bouquet of flowers. resting at the center of the table was a heart shaped box, which you assumed was full of chocolates.
“jun, i can’t believe you did all of this,” you said, amazed and touched at your boyfriend’s dedication to celebrating his one year anniversary with you.
“this is all for you, no one else.” yeonjun smiled proudly, and opened a bottle of champagne, and poured a glass for you and for himself.
you and yeonjun enjoyed a luxurious dinner together. afterward, he pulled you out of your seat, guiding you toward the center of the balcony. you stared at him with curious eyes, watching him as he placed a record in his player, the player beginning to play a gentle, romantic tune.
your smile began to widen as he returned to join you. his hands enveloped your waist, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, staring lovingly into his eyes as he swayed you from side to side, humming softly into your ear.
“i’m so glad to have you in my life,” yeonjun whispered into your ear, pressing a chaste kiss against your nape, spinning around the balcony with you in his arms. “i love you.”
you separated him from your neck for a brief moment, smiling as you cupped his cheek with your hand. “i love you so much. thank you for making me the luckiest partner in the world.”
yeonjun chuckled and kissed your palm, swaying with you until the song ended. he dipped you once the record ended, pulling you in for a deep and passionate kiss. yeonjun’s lips grazed yours fervently, embracing the sickly scent of champagne that lingered on your lips.
he licked his lips in satisfaction, smiling at your reddened cheeks and ear tips. yeonjun wrapped his arm around your waist, leading you back to the dinner table.
“now, let’s enjoy dessert, shall we?”
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Prompt #3201
The supervillain raised an eyebrow. “Your kids kidnapped me.”
“I didn’t ask them too!” the vigilante argued. “Besides, they kidnapped me too.”
“And brought us together. And set up a candelit dinner table on a rooftop.” They gestured at the scenery with bound hands and amusement twinkling in their eyes. “Like a date.”
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˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ CHRISTMAS GENSHIN HCS
⍣ ೋ. MY CHRISTMAS GIFT TO YOU !!
The holidays aren't always grand for everyone. I just wanna wish everyone a Merry Christmas, though I know that's hard to do.
CHARACTERS INCLUDED: AJAX ( TARTAGLIA ) , VENTI , DILUC , SCARAMOUCHE
༊*·˚ AJAX
It would be a Snezhnayan holiday. He'd drag you along to celebrate with him and his family, enjoying festivities alongside each othee. It would be sweet, sickeningly sweet, but something you couldn't help but smile at.
As his eyes glaze over the fireplace, a joyous expression on his face, you can't help the affection that swarms around in your chest. His siblings laugh and smile from besides you, and you can't help but do the same with them.
The fatui can wait. The occasion only visits once a year.
༊*·˚ VENTI
He whisks you around Mondstadt, smiling the whole time. No longer do you consider it cold, the warmth in your cheek an exhilarating amount of comfort. He twirls you around, dancing to a song that none but the two of you can hear, the song of love.
Hands in yours, his forehead against yours. A wandering gaze, a kiss interrupted by smiles.
Running through the snow filled streets of Mondstadt, your own to conquer. Whilst the whole of Mondstadt is tucked inside to enjoy the holiday, the two of you paint the clouds path with footsteps, one of the few soulds outside.
༊*·˚ DILUC
It's a soft and romantic Christmas that the two of you enjoying.
As he shares his dinner with you over a pleasant meal, alchohols laid out and the finest of wines. As he sips his drunk, brushing a hair or two behind his eyes. After all, what right is there to sheild him from your beauty?
You lean over to kiss him, as you share one over the candelit dinner. It's a wonderful sight, one you'll make a lovely memory out of. It feels so special, having him hold your hand like that.
༊*·˚ SCARAMOUCHE
He tries to pretend he doesn't care, and yet you can see it in his eyes. As he avoids your gaze rather than insulting you, the barely noticeable blush on his face as you smile at him. It's all there, it really is.
He leans over, grazing his fingers upon your lips. You're still.
For a moment, you think you see his gaze soften. As his eyebrows furrow, lost in the beauty of your curiousity. He smiles, and rather than a cocky smirk, it's a genuine smile. Spending such a Holiday with you is special to him, and though he shields himself he doesn't want to lose the opportunity.
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