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mrsshabana · 1 year

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Canon!Gyutaro x Modern!Reader

♥ CW: Female reader. Pure fluff!

♥ AN: Thank you again for 300 followers! I am posting this in celebration of this milestone. I wrote this months ago, just for fun. And it has been sitting in my drafts ever since. I think the theme is very fitting. And if you all like it, I wouldn't mind making a part two some day!

♥ WC: 1,117

I wonder if Mrs.Shabana posted anything new today?

You think to yourself, pulling out your cellphone as you walk down a dank alleyway. Checking tumblr has become a daily ritual for you ever since your obsession began. Gyutaro from Demon Slayer. Something about him just called out to you, he made his way into your mind and never went away. Slowly spreading until the fictional character consumed every one of your thoughts. You just wish that he was real…

With a sigh, you continue walking. Having just gotten off a long shift, you’re excited to get home and go to sleep. Not before reading a fanfic or two first of course.

As you continue down the alley you stop for a moment, “Yes!” Gyusimp just posted a new oneshot. You’re too excited to wait, so you decide to read and walk at the same time.

So distracted by your phone, that you don’t realize something is stalking you. Something that wastes no time in pinning you to the ground, flipping you over so it can slit your neck with its weapon.

Something you thought was impossible.

“Gyutaro?!” You squeal with a mixture of excitement, shock, and fear.

He’s straddling you with his sickle held up to your neck. Hearing his name come out of your mouth, his eyes widen. Stumbling off of you as you take in his appearance with awe. He looks exactly as he does in the anime, handsome and sexy as all hell.

“You… you’re Gyutaro!” you pinch yourself to make sure that you aren’t dreaming. Even though you are sure that your mental state has finally broken and your obsession is warping your perception of reality, you don’t care because Gyutaro Shabana is sitting right in front of you!

Knowing everything that you do, you should be deathly afraid of him. But your corrupted love for the man blinds you. Crawling forward to get a closer look at him.

When he opens his mouth to ask you a question, you have no idea what he’s trying to say.

He’s speaking in Japanese.

Oh fuck, this isn’t good. You somehow get the opportunity to meet the love of your life and here you are unable to understand each other. At least his name is universal, which is probably the reason why you aren’t dead right now.

“Um hold on…” you quickly pull out your phone to use a translator. Typing in what you want to say and letting it speak to him.

You type, “Please don’t kill me, I know who you are.”

Gyutaro cocks his head to the side and frowns, asking you another question in an irritated tone.

“I can’t speak Japanese,” your phone relays your message to him. He starts to scratch his skin but his expression softens a bit. You don’t know what you should do with him, if this is really happening then how the hell did he get here? Who knows, but you love this man so you’re gonna do everything you can to help him out.

“Follow me. I will take you to my home where it is safe.”

You hope that he’ll follow you. Not knowing what his current situation is, maybe he already has a safe place to stay? You assume that he doesn’t, as he begins following you.

You aren’t too far from your apartment, looking back every minute or so to make sure Gyutaro is still there. He follows from a distance, unsure if he can even trust you. You could be a demon slayer for all he knows.

You open the door to your apartment, and he hesitantly follows you inside. Once he’s in, you quickly run around to hide all of the Gyutaro merch you have. It’d be so awkward if he saw the body pillow…

Once everything has been shoved into your closet you bring out the translator again. You want to ask him so many questions but how will you even be able to understand his responses? You have an idea. On your translator app there’s an option for it to listen and translate the spoken words. So maybe you could go back and forth that way.

“This device will let us communicate with each other. Speak into it” you speak into your phone, it spits out your statement in Japanese.

Gyutaro opens his mouth to respond, and you hold the phone in front of him to speak into.

He speaks in Japanese and after a few seconds your phone gives you a translation, “Who are you and how do you know me?”

“My name is Y/N. I know you from a TV show.”

Gyutaro furrows his brows, “I do not understand what it means…”

The translation isn’t perfect, but it gets the point across. So if he doesn’t know what TV is, then does that mean he’s actually from the past? From the exact same universe as demon slayer? You try to say things in a way that he might be able to understand.

“A lot of people here know you. I like you a lot, so I want to help you.”

Your words seem to be making him even more confused, so you decide to just get to the important questions.

“How did you get here? Do you know where you are?”

Gyutaro shakes his head, opening his mouth to respond but then deciding against it. There’s something that he seems like he doesn’t want to tell you, “Do not know…”

“You aren’t in Japan anymore and it’s the future. You need to be careful here,” you respond to him.

“Can not understand. I have to find my sister.”

“Daki?” you say directly to him. Hearing her name come out of your mouth his eyes widen and he nods.

“I can try to help you find her.”

“How is a weak person like you going to help me?”

For a moment you forgot how mean he was in the anime… “I’m from this world, so I know where things are and how things work. You’ll need a place to stay away from the sun too. You can stay here.”

Gyutaro scowls and looks you up and down before responding, “Fine.”

If he was back in his world he would have killed you already. But he doesn’t know this place, it’s strange to him. So far, he hasn’t encountered any of the other demons either. You seem to be the only person that knows him. He still doesn’t quite understand how or why, but he is desperate right now. Desperate to find his sister and go back home. Even though he despises humans, he will keep you alive in hopes that you really can help him.

#gyutaro #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro x reader #gyutaro x y/n #kny fluff #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #modern au #canon

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teyamsatan · 9 months

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say something nice about your favorite mutuals!

there's so many people i want to say something about i am genuinely considering making a whole separate post and pouring all my love and affection for everyone i am mutuals with because THEY DESERVE IT AND I LOVE YOU ALL SO SO MUCH :(((

@tiredmamaissy - my issy baby, she was the first writer mutual i had and i remember hyperventilating to my bf when I saw that notification massively because i was such a fan and it meant so much to me. she was also the first person to reach out to me privately when i got my first anon hater and she made me feel so much better about that whole situation, and i will forever me grateful to her for that

@neteluvr - kendra means so so much to me, she has been with me pretty much since the beginning, and she was one of the people that stuck with me and my writing and i love her so much for that. she commented on EVERY illicit affair/the archer chapter and her feedback made my world, i used to wake up at like 5-6 in the morning to see if she has commented because it meant so much to hear what she had to say. she's probably my first tumblr mutual and i've come to love and respect her so so much, to admire her beauty, intelligence and compassion, and my life wouldn't be the same without her, our chats, our mutual love for ts for sure <3

@lanasblood - my baby lana is doing her own thing at the moment, but i hope when she comes back she sees this because i love and miss her so much, our late night conversations mean the world to me and she's just overall such an incredible, beautiful, funny, intelligent girl, and her writing leaves me genuinely starstruck every time with no fail. BABY I MISS YOU COME BACK TO ME RN!!! :(((

@pandoraslxna - Luna is one of the first people I followed on tumblr and she was a celebrity to me for sure hahahaha, i remember sending her a couple of asks when i first started writing bc I was such a fan of her work and the way she carried herself on the platform. When she followed me back and started reblogging my works i literally screamed and cried, i couldn't believe it hahahaha. I love her so much, I consider her a friend and I'm so happy I met her. Her writing inspires me, her kindness and beauty and openness and unwavering support for her fellow creators speak for themselves, but i will just say i love her a lot and i'm grateful to know her <3

@blue-slxt - my baby blue is such a kind, beautiful, kindred spirit. i haven't known her that long but it feels like a lifetime? i feel so close to her and like i know her and want to know her and want to be around her more and more each day. she is so kind and compassionate, so incredible and heroic, i admire the hell out of her for what she does, for helping to save lives, to change lives each day, i am so grateful for her and i can't wait to celebrate more milestones with her <3 ilysm pookie :(((

@fleurriee - my beautiful flower, she brightens my day in a way you wouldn't believe? not only is she a phenomenal writer, and pretty much the only person (alongside lana) who can get me to like fluff hahahaha, but she is a beautiful, incredible, awe-inspiring, light of a human being. i adore her and miss her so much when she's gone, and i genuinely don't know what i must have done right to manage to meet her in the circumstances that i did <3

@jakexneytiri - dani, my beautiful baby, i love her so much? she genuinely radiates such kindness and positivity, she is such a beautiful soul, full of love and light, and she always makes me feel safe and like i can tell her anything and she would listen and not judge? i am so appreciative of her and everything she's done for this fandom, i appreciate how tirelessly she works to make sure this is a healthy, happy community, i love talking and thirsting with her about dilf jake, and i LOVE her creativity and passion she puts in every project :(( ily baby

@neytris - i genuinely ADORE su with all my heart??!?!?! like she is one of the absolute funniest, most beautiful, kindest person i've ever met and I DIE every time i see her posts, and reblogs, her tags, i feel like i want to be su when i grow up and that's that!!!! i love you bb and never stop being you, because you are absolutely the brightest star <3 this barbie is hyperventilating over THE barbie x

@sulieykte - i feel like talking about lys is redundant, because no words or essays or novels can describe what she means to me, i'm literally tearing up just thinking about it. she has genuinely been my rock the past few months and i don't know what i would have done without her? i cannot imagine my life without her anymore, without talking to her daily, without sharing my every thought, woe and achievement with her and knowing that she'll feel it and understand, the same way I do with her. she's my soulmate, my twisted sister, and i love her to the moon and to saturn :((

it's 11pm and i'm writing this half asleep and i promise i'll do a part two in order to appreciate everyone the way they deserve <3 i love you besties xoxoxo

#my asks 💕#˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ andra's mooties #i'm crying bc i love you all sm

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sebastianstanisahotmf · 5 months

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Hi love 🖤

I want to start by congratulating you on reaching 100 followers; you deserve every single one! 🥳

Second of all, I would love to make a request for your celebration, and this one will be for none other than our most wonderful God of Mischief, Loki! 💚

This story can be as either a regular or best friend or partner, whichever you think fits best with this story! But since Loki is of course the God of Mischief, what would a prank war with him look like?

Him and Reader pranking each other in a lot of different ways, all with the goal of making everyone laugh of course, we don't want anyone to intentionally get hurt during this!

I can't wait to see where you're going to take this idea, and once again, congratulations on reaching this wonderful milestone 🖤

Loki x Reader

A/N Firstly, I want to say thanks for your support xoxo. Secondly, thanks for the ask and I was very excited when I first saw it. I hope I write Loki's character right since I love him but have never written for him before. I also decided to make Loki and the reader a couple and I only used he/him pronouns for Loki but I am aware that Loki is genderfluid so next time I write a fic I will make sure to include that. This is a part of my 100 followers celebration and likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated.

THIS IS NOT AN 18+ FIC BUT I STILL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE WITH MINORS READING MY FICS SO PLEASE DNI IF YOU ARE A MINOR.

Summary

DO NOT REPOST ONTO ANY OTHER APPS/WEBSITES. THE ONLY PLACE THIS FIC IS ON IS TUMBLR.

Warnings Fluff

Loki was the God of mischief. There was no doubt about that and he even carried his mischievous tendencies into your relationship. That was why there was an unnofficial prank war going on between both of you.

It all started when Loki set up a flour bomb but used his powers to mask it which made it invisible.

You were thinking of a way to trick Loki and decided on hiding all his books.

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“Do you know where my books are darling?” Loki asked you.

“No babe,” you responded, trying to stop yourself from smiling.

“Ok,” he replied.

A few minutes later, he walked back into the room, “Are you sure you don’t know where any of my books are my love?” he asked, crossing his arms.

“I told you I don’t know, you must have misplaced them,” you shrugged.

“I can’t have misplaced seven books darling,” he told you with his right eyebrows raised.

He looked around everywhere in the living room and walked back out in search of his ‘misplaced books’.

Once you knew he had gone, you took the books out from under the couch and placed them in a pile on the coffee table.

“My love, where on this god forsaken planet have you put my books,” Loki asked, walking back into the room.

“They’re on the coffee table love,” you said, desperately trying to hold in your laugh.

Loki huffed and looked at the coffee table where his books were.

“I can assure you my love, the books weren’t there earlier,” he stated, crossing his arms again but this time he had a smile on his face.

This made your facade crack and you burst out laughing.

“Do you think this is funny darling?” he questioned, walking over to you on the couch.

He leaned over and started to tickle you, “I won’t stop until you apoligose my love.”

“I-I’m sorry b-babe,” you weezed out.

Loki stopped tickling you and gave you a chassed kiss.

“It was payback for the flour bomb,” you told him.

“So does that mean you declare a war,” he proposed.

“Yes. I am declaring a prank war,” you said, crossing your arms and sitting up straight.

“You’re going to regret this love. You’re messing with the God of Mischeif,” he said matter-of-factly.

“I can take you,” you declared.

“It’s official then,” Loki announced.

“I think we need to officially seal it though,” you said.

“How do you suppose we do that?” Loki inquired.

“I think we should kiss to seal the deal.”

“That sound fair.”

You kissed Loki and then he picked his books up and left the room.

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It had been a few days since you had declared a prank war on Loki and you both haddn’t made a move yet. That was until today.

Loki knew you enjoyed baking on the weekends so he decided to prank you today.

He grabbed the carton of six eggs and took them out of the fridge. He filled a pan with water and put it on the hob he turned on a few minutes prior. Then, he put the eggs in when the water was boiling and waited until he knew they were hard-boiled.

Although Loki was unskilled in the kitchen due to his upbringing, he was still taught some basic skills and one of them happened to be boiling eggs.

Loki took the eggs out of the pan and waited for them to cool down before putting them back in the carton.

He cleared his tracks and started to make coffee and pancakes for both of you.

As he was halfway through flipping pancakes, you walked into the kitchen and wrapped your arms around him.

You kissed his back before saying, “good morning babe.”

“Good morning love, how did you sleep?”

“It was alright, and you?” you grabbed your coffee and sat down at the kitchen table.

“I always sleep well when you’re in bed,” his response was a little too kind compared to his usual responses.

Loki wasn’t mean to you -he was far from it- but he usually pulled that line out if he felt particularly cuddly or if you went to sleep mad at each other (which was an infrequent occurrence), making it seem more out of place.

You just shrugged it off and carried on with your morning as usual.

At around 12 o’clock, you turned to Loki on the couch and asked if you had any eggs he responded that you did so you decided to bake a cake for the two of you.

Loki had been acting weird all morning but you couldn’t put your finger on it. You concluded that he wasn’t feeling too good (mentally or physically) so baking would allow you to give him space and make him something he enjoys.

You got all the ingredients out and started to measure them. Once that was done, you mixed the butter and sugar together before reaching over to the eggs. You grabbed the first one and tried to crack it on the side of the bowl.

You were extremely confused when only the shell cracked. Without thinking, you reached for another egg but the same thing happened. You looked a little closer and peeled the shell off.

That’s when you realised why Loki had been acting strange all morning.

You walked into the living room with the two eggs and saw Loki reading a book. You strolled over and grabbed the book out of his hand which made Loki smirk.

“So you found my little surprise my darling.”

“Yeah I did,” you retorted, putting both hands on your hips, “Do we actually have any eggs or have you boiled them all?”

“Theres a spare carton of eggs hidden behind the cheese and yoghurts.”

“I’m gonna get you back for this,” you assured him.

“Oh, I’m sure you will love,” he almost whispered, to which you responded by putting your middle finger up at him as you walked out the room.

I’m considering doing part two because I have a few different prank ideas, but I don’t want to make this fic too long. Idk about you guys but I have a shit attention span which means I struggle to read longer fics but if that is what you want then comment below and I will make fics longer in the future.

If you want to be tagged whenever I post a fic then click on the link

If you want to see what I repost, my other account is @sebastianstanisahotmf-reblogs

Taglist:@nicoline1998enilocin, @hisredheadedgoddess28, @kandis-mom, @nekoannie-chan

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prolix-yuy · 1 year

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Help write Midnight Alley!

To celebrate a few milestones, including hitting 1,000 followers, a year of posting fic on Tumblr, and several fic anniversaries, I wanted to do something fun! And since Simulated got so many requests for part 2, I thought, “give the people what they want.” But…what do you want?

So for the next couple weeks, let’s outline Midnight Alley together!

I whipped up the premise of Midnight Alley on a whim for backstory, but if we’re going to explore more of Dieter and our F!Reader’s relationship on and off camera, I could use some help figuring out exactly what this show is about. That’s where all of you come in!

Send me any and all ideas, suggestions, requests and I’ll create the backstory, and some episode lineups, to continue this story. Examples could be:

Thematic:

Why is it called Midnight Alley?

What’s the theme song?

What kind of police procedural is it? (FBI, specialized department, hometown detectives)

Any big story arcs in past seasons?

Character:

Headcanons about Dieter’s character, past and present

Supporting characters - who does he work with? (faceclaims welcome!) How do they get along?

Ideas about how they’ll write our F!Reader character into the plot

Episodes:

Tropes you’d love to see (some examples here, but in a nutshell these are often-done episodes that you see across the genre)

Narrative arcs (or lack thereof)

Scene suggestions

Behind the Camera:

Ideas about their relationship off screen

How does their work come home (and vice versa)

Here is the canon so far:

Midnight Alley is a police procedural tv show that’s been going on for three seasons. Dieter has been a co-star for all three. He’s described as having “questionable character,” and being a “brooding morally gray detective.” The general aesthetic is more serious, but with the sort of quick-witted and sharp writing you see in long-running tv dramas. Think Criminal Minds or CSI (or for newer examples, The Sinner or Mindhunter).

Our F!Reader was brought on for a one night stand in a single episode ending with Dieter leaving the next morning, but he requested for her to become a semi-recurring love interest for his character. The writers for Midnight Alley had been trying to give him a love interest for a while, but he’d nixed all of their suggestions and guest stars until her.

Her scene with Dieter is her first sex scene, but she’s acted on screen before. It’s not Dieter’s first time, so we can assume he’s had sex scenes in the show before.

Dieter has offered to take her to dinner, but they have not actually seen each other outside of the show.

After March 15th, I’ll compile the suggestions and start to build the Midnight Alley canon, as well as flesh out some “episodes” for future stories. I’ll also share a special surprise in early April as a thank you to everyone who participated, so stay tuned!

There may be requests and suggestions that jive with me more than others. If you send in something that isn’t used, or is tweaked to fit the narrative as a whole, please know that I appreciate and love all the creativity you send my way, and I’m aiming to use as much of it as possible to make this fun fandom-sourced show.

Thank you all for inspiring me, for being here for all the crazy little stories I share, and for encouraging me with your comments, reblogs, and follows. You all have given me so much joy, and I am endlessly grateful to you for bringing some extra sunshine into my life.

To many more stories! (and especially to the creation of this new one!)

#midnight alley #dieter bravo x f!reader #dieter bravo x female reader #dieter bravo fanfiction #dieter bravo x you #let's write a tv show together!

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lale-txt · 8 months

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Hello! I’m a new author here and I just wondered: how long did it take you to gain the number of followers you now have? If the question is uncomfortable for you or if the info is private, just leave this unanswered!

And thank you for the amazing content you create 💜

hey hi! (oﾟvﾟ)ノ

i had to think for a while how to answer this question. i could just be blunt and tell you exact numbers but if i'm being honest i don't see how any of this information could be useful for you as a new writer?

one thing i really like about Tumblr is that you don't see someone's follower count. and i know everyone always likes to pretend that the numbers don't matter but at the end of the day they're still there and you'll inevitably end up comparing them. and i truly hate that. i don't think your follower count is a decent measurement on how good you are in telling a story as a writer.

for me, i've made the decision earlier this year to not share my follower count here publicly anymore because i feel it creates this strange air of competitiveness that just kills all creative energy for me. i'm aware i hosted milestone events in the past and contributed to the problem, but i think that's exactly why i made the decision not to do so anymore (no judgement to anyone who does though, everyone is free to celebrate in their own ways)

do i still look at the numbers? sure. but i'm not as obsessed with them anymore like i used to be and don't feel the need to compare myself with other writers, i can simply celebrate them.

this might not be the answer you were looking for and i apologize for that, but what i'm wishing you is that you find joy in writing and can share it without letting those numbers get in your head! if you're writing with the thought of "what will bring me the most notes and followers" in mind, i can guarantee you that you'll burn out in no time (and it will show in your writing). do your thing and have fun with, celebrate your milestones but don't let them control you. i'm sure you'll do great! good luck!

#also let me add that these days i'm blocking 8 out of 10 new people who follow me because they're bots or blank blogs so #this number is growing even more useless #and another thing #anyone who tells you they reached 10k followers within like a month with a writing blog is a LIAR lmao #depends heavily on the fandom sure but for OP which is a huge fandom already... yeah lol #but let me not go down the lane of how writers are treated by fandom asdfghkjkl #not the time or the place for a rant #lale.ask

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familyvideostevie · 1 year

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oh my goodness. you guys, I’ve woken up to a (probably in the grand scene of things small but to me, mighty) follower milestone I never in a million years thought I’d get to. which calls for a mushy post as I sit here and wonder how I got so lucky!

I know I whinge and whine and ramble about my life too much and often don’t write as much fic as I want and need to read and reblog more fic and have been fandom hopping BUT this blog really does make me happy because I love writing and it’s done wonders for my confidence and hopefully skill and, most of all, I’ve met the most wonderful people on here. So, special thank you to anyone who has ever messaged me, the people who laugh with me and deal with my typos and my ridiculousness and are willing to chat for hours and hours about anything. You are the most wonderful tumblr friends a girl could ask for.

so, anyway, thank you! I don’t know that I’ll do a celebration anytime soon (I am a bit too busy right now and the last one burned me out massively) but know that I’m so thankful. If you’ve read or liked or reblogged or tagged me on a list or told a friend to read something of mine or sent a request or just said hi, thank you!

come chat anytime, send requests/thoughts/questions/anything at all. I love you, thank you so much!

#this is a bit silly but I’m so 😭😭😭#u all make me feel rather special #emma rambles

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grippingbeskar · 2 years

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grippingbeskar’s 2k follower night out

let’s go clubbing!

— requests currently: CLOSED

what’s this?

— recently i hit a major milestone!! (for me at least🤩) having so many people follow this lil account has made me eternally grateful, so i wanted to do something a little bit fun to celebrate!

how do i join?

— send me an emoji corresponding to the list your prompt is on( 💃= fluff, 🥂= smut, 🍟= angst, 🚕= a first) along with the number of the one you want!

— you can pick any prompt from the list, feel free to mix and match and send as many as you’d like! i will try my very best to do all of them, although some may take longer than others if the inspiration strikes!

what are the rules?

— you can send as many requests as you like, as long as you are patient and willing to wait! i am a fast writer, but only when inspired, and i also have a life outside tumblr (unfortunately) and sometimes things get in the way 😢 but i will try my very best!! also i will try (and probably fail) to keep these under 1-2k words each, so hopefully they will come a little faster

— i will tag all these works under #grippingbeskarsnightout and will eventually make a masterlist of any fics i write for this, if there’s enough of them :)

—as always, this celebration and all my works are 18+. i don’t feel comfortable with minors viewing or interacting with my content, so if you are under 18 please do not interact 🖤

what characters can i request?

frank castle

matt murdock

din djarin

obi-wan kenobi

javi pena (narcos)

bucky barnes

loki laufeyson

poe dameron

steven grant

kylo ren/ben solo

any mcu characters

thank you to everyone who has supported me this far, whether it’s been through messages or likes/reblogs, or if you are just seeing this now— it’s wild to me that this little space has become something like this, it means the fucking world to me. i love you all, and i hope you have some fun with this, i know i will!!

💃: let’s dance! (fluff prompts)

1. ‘can i hold your hand?’

2. ‘i thought you knew you had always been my favourite.’

3. ‘i’m only doing this because you look cute.’

4. ‘the first second i saw you, i could never get over how beautiful you were.’

5. ‘mm. you’re warm.’

6. ‘no—no. it’s alright. come here.’

7. ‘take my jacket.’

8. ‘you make everything a little easier.’

9. ‘i can’t believe i got the first date. let alone a whole year.’

10. ‘shh. you’re safe. i won’t leave.’

11. ‘you are my family.’

12. ‘i trust you. more than anyone else.’

13. ‘there it is. there’s that smile.’

14. ‘keep it. it looks better on you.’

15. ‘your heart is beating so fast right now.’

🥂: wanna drink? (smut prompts)

1. ‘what? does that feel good?’

2. ‘i want to hear you.’

3. ‘you’re really good at that.’

4. ‘how badly do you want me?’

5. ‘shh. there’s people in the other room.’

6. ‘you looked like you were jealous.’

7. ‘we have to make this quick.’

8. ‘i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know.’

9. ‘there’s so many things i want to do to you.’

10. ‘i’ll be good. i promise.’

11. ‘you better watch your fucking mouth.’

12. ‘open your mouth for me.’

13. ‘you look so good like this.’

14. ‘do you think you deserve this?’

15. ‘look at what you do to me.’

🍟: drunk mcdonald’s, anyone? (angst prompts)

1. ‘when i say run, you run. don’t look back.’

2. ‘of course i came for you. why wouldn’t i?’

3. ‘can you move?’

4. ‘who did this to you?’

5. ‘it’s not my blood. it’s okay.’

6. ‘how could you say that to me?’

7. ‘you’re a good person. good people deserve to be safe.’

8. ‘it’s alright… it’s okay. i’m here now. i’ve got you.’

9. ‘kill me right now, then. do it.’

10. ‘was i not enough for you?’

11. ‘i can’t even look at you.’

12. ‘don’t you dare.’

13. ‘you mean nothing to me. not anymore.’

14. ‘i was trying to do the right thing!’

15. ‘you should have killed me when you had the chance.’

🚕: taxi, take me home!! (firsts with your fave)

1. first time saying i love you

2. first kiss

3. first fight

4. first ‘time’

5. first date

6. first time switching ‘roles’ in the bedroom

7. first child/pregnancy

8. first anniversary

9. first time meeting their/your family

10. first time you are sick/they are sick around each other

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Feedback: thank you so much for letting me play. I’m so appreciative, because I’ve been trying to learn about the different orbs. But the information is so limited or the websites charge. Everything you said is spot on. I definitely feel like my romantic situation is moving at all. I haven’t had any actual adult romantic relationships. But hearing that the universe is just using this time to teach me lessons that I’ll need for my lifetime partner puts me at ease. Everything you said about my ideal partner is so accurate. It’s like you’re in my brain. I like people who are very open and believe in constant communication to get to know each other better and to make sure that everyone’s feelings are being displayed/heard. I like that he be someone that’s always changing. I think that’s important for growth and can help me grow as well. I also like them being intuitive. It’s good that the person will not fear much, because I constantly fear so much. Which makes it hard for me to make decisions because I fear change and making the wrong choice. I think it’s sweet that this person would possibly help with my dreams. But since I’m so indecisive I don’t even know if I have dreams or goals. I’ll remember to take your advice and chose Devine love and not rush for instant gratification. Also learning how to be masculine and feminine. I feel like people always say the wives have to be serving and submissive because mean aren’t attracted to the opposite. So I worry about not being feminine enough especially because I come from a family dynamic where my mom was the masculine leader of the house. So, I don’t know if I’d naturally mimic that. But at the same time I fear being solely masculine because I seen how my mom having to be the only leader in her relationship has stressed her out and put her in survival mode. She’s hyper independent, and constantly complains about wising that someone could save her instead of her having to save others. But she doesn’t even allow help. So, I definitely need to learn have to have balance, and we both in the relationship are both in equal measure. I’ll remember to show mutual respect and to communicate my feelings and worries. So I won’t grow resentful. Thank you so much !!! You’re so good at this, and are extremely knowledgeable. You’ve taught me so much today. I’m so grateful❤️. Thank you for you time. I look forward to experiencing all of your gifts/talents that your bring to this tumblr community. Congratulations again on your milestone. I know so many more followers are to come. I’m happy to be apart of your asteroid family😊.

of course! we are here learning together; i am glad that i could help you with your specific case during this game!! i do hear you; a lot of the matrix information is in russian - so accessibility is tricky for sure! lmao would you believe this isn't the first time someone has said i am in their head while reading their matrix?? i understand what you mean regarding the fem/masc scenario - my core number is 6, so i have to deal with healthy balance too. i was raised by a single mom so i understand what the model of an independent / strong-will woman does to societal expectations that women should be submissive and meek. i have come to understand that woman can do anything and don't need to rely on men, but no woman is an island - humans were meant to interact with one another. it's okay to need help or want someone to hold your hand as you walk through life together. i have faith you will come to figure out what works best for your 6 too! you're welcome! thank you for helping me celebrate 2k and for being here!

a.d. <3

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dweemeister · 1 year

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2022 Movie Odyssey Award for Best Original Song (preliminary round)

Because tumblr still cannot show indented bullets on the dashboard, this is best viewed on my blog via the direct link.

Informal invites go out to @asexual-idiot-ramblings, @biglifehightides, @birdsongvelvet, @blumes, @cinemaocd, @dog-of-ulthar, @exlibrisneh, @ideallaedi, @kataka-taka, @life-traveller, @mehetibel, @memetoilet, @mundi41, @myluckyerror, @shadesofhappy, @sunsetpanic, @phendranaedge/@twosontooter as longtime followers or folks who have participated in previous editions in MOABOS but have been on the inactive side lately. You are all invited to participate in either the prelim and/or just the final round. If you wish to participate in the prelim, please contact me so I can get you sorted into a group ASAP.

INTRODUCTION If you are being tagged on this post, that is because you graciously accepted the invitation to help out with this year's edition of the Movie Odyssey Award for Best Original Song (MOABOS) or were perhaps active in the past. This is the milestone tenth edition of MOABOS (MOABOS X?) and the ninth time with outside help from family, friends, and followers on tumblr. In other words, it's also the tenth year for my classic movie blog that is responsible for this end-of-year tradition! Thank you all for agreeing to participate in this admittedly peculiar tradition that continues to endure despite a pandemic and personal difficulties.

For newcomers (and oh boy there are many of you this year): my classic movie blog traditionally ends the year by honoring some of the best achievements from movies that I saw for the first time this calendar year (the "Movie Odyssey") with an Oscar-like ceremony. It is, for the most part, no democratic process. I choose all the nominees and winners from each category, save one: Best Original Song. It is the only category that does not require you to watch several movies in their entirety. MOABOS is also a sort of cinematic-musical thank-you for your moral support and a way to make the idea of watching older movies more accessible for those who might not seek them out.

SET-UP

An unspecified number of songs have already advanced to the final round. 22 songs will contest this preliminary round in two groups - Group A and Group B. With the pandemic still taking a toll on contemporary filmmaking, many of you will notice right away there are no 2022 entries for this year's MOABOS. And for another year running, very few of this year's entries are from the twenty-first century (although one particular movie from this century has quite a few entries this year). Danny Kaye - who was in last year's winner "Lullaby in Ragtime" from The Five Pennies (1959) - does not return to defend MOABOS this year. But we'll see Kaye again another year. There is no perennial Elvis contender this year either - cue the celebrations from the many Elvis ambivalents among you.

One year after the most multilingual field MOABOS had ever seen, we take a sharp turn. Reflecting how difficult this year has been for me (and I've needed more comfort movies this year), there are zero entries this year from a language other than English. This is a monolingual field, down from last year's record of eight languages represented. No anime films I saw this year had compelling contenders for MOABOS, nor did anything that I saw for Viet Film Fest (VFF). And I didn't see a lick of classic Bollywood this year again (this needs to be rectified).

2019's MOABOS preliminary remains the gold standard for sheer chaos. The miraculous comeback of "I Dug a Ditch" from Thousands Cheer (1943) in the prelim's final hour brought a song that seemed dead as a doorknob back to life. A song about digging a hole got out of its hole, if you will. No group since has ever matched that drama. Might this be a nailbiter of a result?

INSTRUCTIONS Please rank (#1-11) at least seven of your group's songs. Please consider to the best of your ability (these are only suggestions, not strict guidelines):

How musically interesting the song is (incl. and not limited to musical phrasing and orchestration);

Its lyrics;

Context within the film (contextual blurbs provided for every entry for those who haven't seen the films);

Choreography/dance direction (if applicable);

The song's cultural impact and context/sociopolitical context/life outside the film (if applicable, and, in my opinion, least important factor)

Because of the difficulty to find clean recordings of much of this music, imperfections in audio and video quality may not be used against any song.You are encouraged to send in comments and reactions with your rankings - it makes the process more enjoyable for you and myself! The top six songs in each group automatically advance to the final round. Unlike previous years, no songs finishing outside the top six will be considered as an at-large finalist. The deadline for submission is Friday, December 16 at 11 PM Pacific Time. That is 9 PM Hawaii/Aleutian Time. That deadline is also Saturday, December 17 at 1 AM Central Time / 2 AM Eastern Time / 7 AM GMT / 8 AM CET / 9 AM EET. This deadline - as we have seen in the last few years - will be pushed back if there are a large number of people who have not submitted in time. However, I very much do not wish to extend the deadline because the final round is more intensive and usually involves more participants. A small group of longtime MOABOS veterans have been asked to do both groups, if possible (but they are required to complete their assigned group first before moving on). Tabulation details are under the “read more” cutoff.

Please participate in the group you have been sorted into, if you have not yet been sorted into a group and would like to participate, please contact me. You can access most, not all, of your group’s songs in these YouTube playlists: (Group A) / (Group B). Again, please note that not all of your group’s songs may not be in the playlist for various reasons.

GROUP A (playlist)

“Good Morning”, music by Nacio Herb Brown, lyrics by Arthur Freed, Babes in Arms (1939)

Performed by Judy Garland and Mickey Rooney

Early in the first Judy Garland-Mickey Rooney musical of several (the two had previously appeared together in the fourth film of the Andy Hardy series) for Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM), two vaudeville kids from different families – "Mickey" Moran (Rooney) and Patsy Barton (Garland) – are attempting to sell one of his songs to a musical publishing company. Babes in Arms was released a month after Garland starred in The Wizard of Oz.

If this song sounds familiar, it's because its most famous use was when it was recycled for Gene Kelly, Debbie Reynolds, and Donald O'Connor during Singin' in the Rain (1952) – a movie that recycled many MGM songs to immaculate results (MGM liked to recycle its songs multiple times for some of its musicals).

“Island in the Sun”, music and lyrics by Harry Belafonte and Irving Burgie, Island in the Sun (1957)

Performed by Harry Belafonte

Played over the opening credits of this romantic drama, complete with aerial footage of the island where the film takes place. Set on a fictional Caribbean island (and shot on location in Barbados and Grenada), Island in the Sun was controversial when it was first released due to its depiction of interracial relationships, adultery, and colonial politics.

Jamaican-American singer and actor Harry Belafonte introduced calypso music to American audiences in the 1950s. The genre, originating in Trinidad and Tobago in the 18th century, is influenced by the storytelling tradition of West African griots and often employs a syncopated 2/4 beat derived from West African musical beats. Calypso is a precursor to ska and reggae.

“The Lady in the Tutti Frutti Hat”, music by Harry Warren, lyrics by Leo Robin, The Gang's All Here (1943)

Performed by Carmen Miranda and chorus

This is Carmen Miranda's signature song. It appears midway in the first half of this musical as part of a dinner show onboard a ship bound for a destination the movie never makes clear. The choreography was by director Busby Berkeley, best known for his mass choreographed song-and-dance numbers that he popularized in the 1930s (but had become out-of-fashion by the '40s).

This song – tame by today's standards – was considered risqué when it was released (see: the lyrics and all of that... citrus). The Gang's All Here was made during a time when the major studios were making certain movies adhering to the U.S. State Department's Good Neighbor Policy, as the studios attempted to show Latin American culture and persons in a positive light to counteract any sympathies with the Axis. Miranda, more popular in the U.S. than in her native Brazil during the height of her career at 20th Century Fox (RIP "Fox"), was typecast in "exotic Latin" roles during this time. Only closer to the end of her career and after her death, was she more venerated by her fellow Brazilians, as a South American who "conquered" American culture for a time.

“Never Look Back”, music and lyrics by Chilton Price, Love Me or Leave Me (1955)

Performed by Doris Day

Ruth Etting (Day) has left the rough-and-tumble Chicago nightclub scene, thanks to her gangster (and now ex-) boyfriend Martin Snyder (James Cagney). At this point, Ruth has made it in the recording industry and is now recording a song for a Hollywood movie she just starred in. A jealous Martin watches on in the recording booth.

“No Love, No Nothin'”, music by Harry Warren, lyrics by Leo Robin, The Gang's All Here (1943)

Performed by Alice Faye

A dinner-and-a-show club is in dress rehearsal for their newest show and, more urgently, a war bond party. Eadie Allen (Alice Faye) is the performer here, with U.S. Army servicemember Andy Mason Jr. (James Ellison; whose character is on a furlough) among the few people permitted to preview the performance. Andy and Eadie had a chance encounter a few years back, with the two clearly interested in each other but nothing transpiring.

In the days of Old Hollywood, key cast and crewmembers were contracted specifically to the major studios. Some of the major studios had their signature musical stars. Among musical actresses? Judy Garland was contracted to Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer (MGM); Doris Day to Warner Bros; Deanna Durbin for Universal; Ginger Rogers for RKO while partnering with Fred Astaire. Until her being blackballed for a perceived breach of contract, it was Alice Faye who was 20th Century Fox's principal musical actress (she was supplanted by close friend Betty Grable). Faye makes her MOABOS debut, and it won't be the last time we see her.

“Once and For Always”, music by Jimmy Van Heusen, lyrics by Johnny Burke, A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court (1949)

Performed by Bing Crosby and Rhonda Fleming

From a movie based very loosely on Mark Twain's comedic novel of the same name, “Once and For Always” is the signature love song between Hank Martin (Crosby) and Alisande la Carteloise (Fleming). In this film, American mechanic one day wakes up in King Arthur's (Cedric Hardwicke) land of Camelot. And while gracing Camelot with jazz, mid-century machinery knowhow, and "magic" to piss off Merlin (Murvyn Vye) and Morgan le Fay (Virginia Field), he falls for Arthur's niece, Alisande.

“Once Upon a Time in New York City”, music by Barry Mann, lyrics by Howard Ashman, Oliver & Company (1988)

Performed by Huey Lewis

Played over the opening credits of this movie in the Disney Animation Studios canon. Oliver & Company is an adaptation of Charles Dickens' Oliver Twist to the streets of New York City. Instead of human street urchins, the characters are mostly sassy talking animals.

Oliver & Company was the last Disney animated movie before the beginning of the so-called "Disney Renaissance" with The Little Mermaid (1989). This film was released on the same day as Don Bluth's The Land Before Time, and was soundly beaten at the box office during a brief, intense period of rivalry between Bluth (a former Disney animator) and a struggling Disney.

“Pass Me By”, music by Cy Coleman, lyrics by Carolyn Leigh, Father Goose (1964)

Originally performed by Digby Wolfe; provided version performed by Cy Coleman

Played over the opening credits of this WWII comedy. Cary Grant plays the slovenly and usually inebriated American beachcomber Walter Eckland, who lives on an otherwise deserted Pacific island, and has an agreement with the Allied forces to report any Japanese warplanes or ships that he sees. His routine is interrupted one day when he encounters Frenchwoman Catherine Freneau (Leslie Caron) and seven young schoolgirls she's been tasked to take care of.

“Pillow Talk”, music and lyrics by Buddy Pepper and Inez James, Pillow Talk (1959)

Performed by Doris Day

This is the title song – played over the opening credits – to this romantic comedy starring Doris Day and Rock Hudson.

This was the first of three groundbreaking romcoms (an informal trilogy) starring Day and Hudson. Tony Randall also starred in all three of these movies in supporting roles. Along with Lover Come Back (1961), Send Me No Flowers (1964), Pillow Talk was considered risqué for the time and helped to contribute to the demise of the Hays Code (a series of self-censorship guidelines for almost all major Hollywood movies released from 1934-1968). For the classic film buffs out there, Pillow Talk is like a pre-Code picture that just happened to show up in the late '50s.

“Someone's Waiting for You”, music by Sammy Fain, lyrics by Carol Connors and Ayn Robbins, The Rescuers (1977)

Performed by Shelby Flint

Six-year-old orphan Penny (Michelle Stacy) has been kidnapped by the greedy Madame Medusa (Geraldine Page). Medusa has imprisoned Penny in a bayou in Louisiana. But the resourceful Penny has sent a message in a bottle that has been received by the Rescue Aid Society, an international mouse organization housed in the U.N. in New York. This song plays non-diegetically as our two mice heroes, Bernard and Ms. Bianca (Bob Newhart and Eva Gabor), arrive.

“When You're Next to Me”, music and lyrics by Eugene Levy, A Mighty Wind (2003)

Performed by Mitch & Mickey (Eugene Levy and Catherine O'Hara

(soundtrack/end credits version) / (“public broadcast” DVD extra version)

Heard over the end credits of this mockumentary comedy spoofing American folk musicians. A Mighty Wind is about a folk music reunion that sees three acts reunited for a send-off public TV special. The “public broadcast” version provided here is a DVD extra and was not part of the film.

Group A participants include: @addaellis, @emilylime5, @halfwaythruthedark, @maximiliani, @rawberry101, @rosymeraki-blog, @shootingstarvenator, and @theybecomestories. Sixteen others including myself and my sister will be joining you in this group.

GROUP B (playlist)

“Anyone Can See I Love You”, music and lyrics by Allan Roberts and Lester Lee, Ladies of the Chorus (1948)

Performed by Marilyn Monroe

Early on in this B-picture romantic musical, burlesque showgirl Mae Martin (Adele Jergens) secretly arranges for her daughter, fellow showgirl Peggy (Monroe), to take her place for a special number. It's a hit, and Peggy lands a lead role at the burlesque.

“I’ll Never Stop Loving You”, music by Nicholas Brodszky, lyrics by Sammy Cahn, Love Me or Leave Me (1955)

Performed by Doris Day

(use in film) / (single version)

Nominated for the Academy Award for Best Original Song

Ruth Etting (Day) has left the rough-and-tumble Chicago nightclub scene, thanks to her gangster boyfriend Martin Snyder (James Cagney). Ruth wants to break into the recording industry and, early on that journey, partakes in this early rehearsal with singing coach Johnny Alderman (Cameron Mitchell; whose character falls for Day's).

“A Journey to a Star”, music by Harry Warren, lyrics by Leo Robin, The Gang's All Here (1943)

Performed by Alice Faye; reprised by film's cast

(initial performance) / (reprise)

Onboard a ship bound a destination to, erm, somewhere, onboard entertainer Eadie Allen (Alice Faye) starts falling with Andy Mason (James Ellison), who is shortly about to report for duty in the South Pacific. The reprise occurs as a film-ending fantasia, complete with Busby Berkeley's oftentimes kaleidoscopic mass choreography, which he popularized in the 1930s (although they were already out-of-fashion by the time he made The Gang's All Here).

“Love Survives”, music and lyrics by Al Kasha, Joel Hirschhorn, Mike Curb, and Michael Lloyd, All Dogs Go to Heaven (1989)

Performed by Irene Cara and Freddie Jackson

“Love Survives” appears as the first song in the end credits of this animated musical fantasy directed by Don Bluth (1986's An American Tail, 1988's The Land Before Time). To preempt your questions about the YouTube comments in the provided link, it should be noted that this song was dedicated to voice actress Judith Barsi – who plays the human protagonist, Anne-Marie, in this movie (and Ducky in the original Land Before Time) – after she and her mother were both murdered by her father before this film was released.

“A Mighty Wind”, music and lyrics by Eugene Levy, Christopher Guest, and Michael McKean, A Mighty Wind (2003)

Performed by The Folksmen (Christopher Guest, Michael McKean, and Harry Shearer); Mitch & Mickey (Eugene Levy and Catherine O'Hara); and The New Main Street Singers (John Michael Higgins, Jane Lynch, Parker Posey, Christopher Moynihan, David Blasucci, Mark Nonisa, Steve Pandis, and Patrick Sauber)

In this mockumentary comedy directed by Christopher Guest, the son (Bob Balaban) of an acclaimed folk music producer tries to put together a memorial concert on public TV to honor his late father, asking the three most famous of his father's acts to participate. After some drama among all three groups, they all come together for the concert, with this number concluding the occasion.

The video provided is from the public television alternative print that was offered as a DVD extra, not how this scene was shot in the movie. I have decided to provide the public TV alternative because the original is not available on YouTube (and also because the public TV version mirrors closely how it was shot in the film). No apologies for that dirty lyric.

“Old Joe's Place”, music and lyrics by Christopher Guest, Harry Shearer, and Michael McKean, A Mighty Wind (2003)

Performed by The Folksmen (Christopher Guest, Michael McKean, and Harry Shearer)

In this mockumentary comedy directed by Christopher Guest, the son (Bob Balaban) of an acclaimed folk music producer tries to put together a memorial concert on public TV to honor his late father, asking the three most famous of his father's acts to participate. In this segment covering the Folksmen, we see some archival footage of one of their performances back at the height of their popularity. Please don't make me explain the punchline in this song.

The sharp-eyed and widely-watched among you will notice that those three men are the same people who comprise the fictional band Spinal Tap from the mockumentary This is Spinal Tap (1984). At the very few concerts that Spinal Tap have given, the Folksmen are usually the opening act.

“Paducah”, music by Harry Warren, lyrics by Leo Robin, The Gang's All Here (1943)

Performed by Benny Goodman and His Orchestra, Carmen Miranda, and Tony DeMarco

Appearing late in The Gang's All Here, “Paducah” – in yet another example of American songwriters taking their song titles from funny-sounding American placenames – is the opening number of the war bond party that wraps up this film's narrative.

See my note for “The Lady in the Tutti Frutti Hat” in Group A.

“Roll Up Sailorman”, music by Eric Ansell, lyrics by Henrik Ege, Big Fella (1937)

Performed by Paul Robeson

(use in film; begins at 21:44, ends at 23:32) / (soundtrack)

In a racially integrated, blue-collar neighborhood in Marseille, dockworker Banjo (Robeson) comes to the local café to enjoy an evening. Earlier in the day, the local police – noting Banjo's good reputation in the hardscrabble community, request him to listen and report back on the local gossip. As he and the café patrons sing together, he is wrestling with his own sense of morals and place among his friends.

“The Sneak Song”, music by Ben Please and Beth Porter, lyrics by Mikey Please, Robin Robin (2021 short)

Performed by Bronte Carmichael, Adeel Akhtar, Amira Macey-Michael, Tom Pegler, Endeavour Clutterbuck, and Megan Harris; reprise also performed by Richard E. Grant

Robin Robin was one of last year's Academy Award nominees for Best Animated Short Film. The film, an Aardman Animations (Wallace and Gromit, Shaun the Sheep, 2000's Chicken Run) production, stars a Robin (Carmichael) raised by a family of mice. Robin joins the family's attempt to sneak into a "Who-Man's" house and take away some food. The provided video includes the initial performance and reprise.

“Tomorrow is the Song I Sing”, music by Jerry Goldsmith, lyrics by Richard Gillis, The Ballad of Cable Hogue (1970)

Performed by Richard Gillis

In this American Western film's opening minutes, Cable Hogue (Jason Robards) has been abandoned in the desert by his two companions. He wanders the Arizonan desert, speaking in a folksy demeanor to no one but God as if trying to bargain over his desperate situation. The opening credits play during this song and Cable's exhortations to the Lord. For film score fans: this movie was released one month after Patton (which Jerry Goldsmith also scored).

“Why Should I Worry?”, music and lyrics by Dan Hartman and Charlie Midnight, Oliver & Company (1988)

Performed by Billy Joel

(use in film) / (soundtrack version)

Early in this adaptation of Charles Dickens' Oliver Twist (but where almost all the characters are sassy talking animals), the dog version of Billy Joel, Dodger, reneges on a deal with young orphan cat Oliver (Joey Lawrence) to steal hot dogs from a human vendor.

Group B participants include: @idontknowmuchaboutmovies, @introspectivemeltdown, @plus-low-overthrow, @umgeschrieben, @underblackwings, @yellanimal, Sixteen others including myself and my sister are currently slated to be voting in Group B.

Have a question or comment about MOABOS's processes? Maybe you would like to know something more about a song or a movie featured in this year's competition? Well, just ask yours truly! If you are having difficulty accessing any of the songs (especially if region-locked) or if there are any errors in the links above or the playlist, please let me know as soon as possible.

To all of you, my thanks all for your support for the Movie Odyssey, the blog, and for me personally over this last calendar year and beyond. It's a privilege and a pleasure to share all this music and (at least excerpts of) these movies with you. It's my hope you find this entertaining and enlightening about cinema and the music that goes along with it. You will be contacted for the final round regardless of your participation or non-participation in the preliminary. If turnout in one group is lagging behind compared to another, I will ask some of the more senior participants to participate in the other group, too. Do not worry too much about this if you cannot participate, although I will be checking in as the deadlines get close. Happy listening, and I hope you have fun!

TABULATION FOR THE PRELIMINARY ROUND This preliminary round uses a points-based, ranked choice method which has been used since the first time I asked friends, tumblr followers, and family to help out. A respondent’s first choice receives 10 points, the second choice receives 9, the third choice receives 8, etc. The winner is the song that ends up with the most total points. The tabulation method described here for the preliminary round is used only as a tiebreaker in the final round (more on how the final is tabulated when we get there).

The tiebreakers for the preliminary are:

total points earned;

total #1 votes;

song(s) which is/are ranked higher on more ballots than the other(s);

average placement on my and my sister's ballots;

tie declared

#Movie Odyssey Award for Best Original Song #MOABOS

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allsassnoclass · 1 year

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Hazel’s 2022 Writing Roundup

some of you may be thinking “but hazel, you just did a 2022 writing self-evaluation” well this is DIFFERENT this one is almost completely by the numbers and includes GRAPHS

a summary of my writing this year is under the cut!

Let’s start out easy. How many fics did I write? What was the fandom distribution?

11 5sos fics on AO3

2 1d fics on AO3

1 fic for the It movies on AO3

1 fic for Stranger Things on AO3

1 fic for High School Musical: The Musical: The Series on AO3

1 fic for Cobra Kai on AO3

13 ask box prompts right here on tumblr (all for 5sos)

Here’s a handy little pie chart:

As you can clearly see, 5sos still totally dominated my writing year. I assume this will continue, although it could possibly even out slightly next year depending on how much cobra kai retains its claws in me and if I expand into any other fandoms.

Total word count: 147,702 wahoo! That’s more words than Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austin or One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Main pairing distribution (for the 5sos ones)(friendship fics are counted under the overarching pairing, as it focuses on those two (or four) characters)

Cake: 2

Cashton: 5

Lashton: 1

Malum: 2

Mashton: 10

Muke: 2

OT4: 1

Roylum: 1

I think it’s no surprise that mashton is by far my favored pairing, but i’m surprised that cashton had so many fics when malum and lashton did not, as previously I favored those two pairings a lot and I would say cashton is tied for my third or fourth favorite pairing, rather than above either of those. In fact, the fact that lashton has less than cake (who i historically do not write) is very surprising. it looks like i should step up my lashton game a bit next year, although I have to confess that I don’t have any strong ideas for them right now (besides unmute, which constantly haunts me). I also only got 1 lashton prompt request this year out of the 15 total i received, which definitely impacted how much I wrote them.

Here’s a little pie chart, to fully show just how much mashton dominates my writing:

For ao3 ratings, I had 15 teen, 1 for general audiences, and 1 mature fic. All of my ask box prompts are rated teen as a general rule

For my 5sos writings I wrote:

10 fics or ask box prompts that I had the ideas for or received before 2022

10 fics or ask box prompts that I had the ideas for or received during 2022

One of the ones from before 2022 has not been posted, as it’s chapter 6 of an ongoing work. There is another fic from 2022 that is complete that I’ve been holding on to until the right now.

I started keeping track of all of my ideas and when I got them (or received the prompt for them) this year because I was curious to see how many of my fics were new ideas or not, and I’m honestly surprised that it’s so even! I’m not sure what I was expecting, but it wasn’t that. Looking at which specific fics got completed, only one of the 2022 ideas that I posted was an AO3 fic (when i watch the world burn). The other 9 were ask box prompts from my follower milestone celebration.

I added 30 ideas to my 5sos ideas doc in 2022!

For word count, all of my AO3 fics are somewhere between 1,395 and 50,140. pas de deux (the 50,140 word fic) is the longest fic I’ve ever written by over 20,000 words! I will likely not stop talking about it any time soon lol. It is also my favorite fic of the year, as it includes ballet, minnesota, and hotei within his sack, which are all things that I love dearly.

Looking ahead, what does the future of hazel fic hold? I have no idea! We’re playing it completely by ear. Hopefully, it’s enjoyable for everyone involved. If you’ve read this far, I am giving you my affection

#personal #writing roundup 2022 #i will be honest i'm consistently surprised that i write That Much mashton #it kind of feels like i'm never writing them. i'm always writing someone else #but that's apparently Very Very False #and i'm so flummoxed over the lack of lashton #y'all just have not been asking about them lately #we'll see if any of my lashton fics get developed this year #we'll sure see!

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keikakudori · 1 year

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✖ How has Tumblr RP changed since you started?

the salty af munday meme

i feel like there's not a lot of fun in it these days for new people.

like, when i started in on tumblr rp waaaaay back in 2010 ( shut up I know I've been here a long time ), we didn't have great things like Xkit Rewritten or stuff like that, though i do remember i was using Missing E a lot back in the day before that was broken and then we got Xkit which led to NuXkit and then to Xkit Rewritten so i've been through a lot of tumblr changes and i think one of the things i see a lot is a lot of griping over things that aren't really such a big deal. tumblr adapts to the changes that staff throws down.

now, that's not to say i don't understand things; the recent issue with trimming reblogs that was going on a couple months ago was something i was on board with but now i've settled into using the beta editor and have been using it for a while now and it's really not that bad. would it be a pain in the ass to try writing without it? oh yeah, absolutely. it would be a tremendous pain in the ass. i probably wouldn't have bothered until the fix rolled in. but i'm honestly not that bothered by the beta editor so i suppose i'm just used to dealing with how staff will change this website in those ways.

but it does feel like there's this air of exclusivity going on. that if you don't know the right people, you can't really break into the rpc. i always do my best to be welcoming to people returning to the rpc or those who are trying to get into it. you never know what kinds of friends you'll make if you block people out and i'd love to see folks return to having fun and generally goofing around. like, i remember when gif wars were a thing. gif wars. if that doesn't date me as the kind of tumblr user i am, then i don't know what does.

i also feel like one of the most ridiculous things in the rpc these days is Sinday. fuck that, i'm not confining my horny to one day of the week. i'm gonna be horny on main and y'all can deal with it. people are horny! i am going to write spicy things and throw them on the dash! i'm not gong to hide that!

i absolutely miss things like follow forevers/bias lists and celebration of blog milestones. the concept that those were like -- bragging things or whatever is ridiculous. do you know how many new people i got to find to write with thanks to follow forever lists? i think i'm going to make one soon, a follow forever/milestone celebration post, because those were fun. you get to see these gorgeous lists and witness people saying NICE THINGS ABOUT PEOPLE THEY WRITE WITH. let's bring that back. those were always lovely. why can't we have those again? i want to see people gushing about their friends.

#ask tbt;#kamikakefell

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buckets-and-trees · 2 years

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Fifty Followers

There are MANY writers out there with so so so so many more followers, but I wanted to take a beat and celebrate a first milestone for me...

I pushed this little boat out into the water only a few months ago, no fandom friends to speak of, just a desire to get out here and write and connect with people. Mostly for me - but when I say that I mean not to like become fandom famous or tumblr famous or anything. This year I decided I wanted to get back to doing things I want to again. I wanted to write. I wanted to write fanfic. I wanted to connect with people through fandom again because I did that a long time ago in a different fandom, and some of those people became some of my best friends (still have ties, but loooong distance and the seasons of our lives have all changed).

Truthfully I didn't expect to have fifty followers yet, and it's really cool to just get the little votes of confidence that yeah I'm writing what I want to write but that some of you also think hmm yes let's see what she does next! It means something to me.

So... because I want to really start to have fun and get to know y'all... What if I throw out a ton of questions, and I'll answer up to like 50 of them this week. If you want to ask, drop a note in my askbox with the numbers you want me to answer.

I've got a list with writer-y questions, get-to-know-you questions, media-related questions, and fandom questions, so PICK YOUR POISON!

What was your favorite childhood treat?

Tea or coffee?

EDM or Bollywood?

Fame or money?

Childhood life or adult life?

Move on or Hold on?

Cats or dogs?

What part of your daily schedule is your favorite part of the day?

What is your favorite food?

What is your favorite song that you hear on a loop?

A crime you would like to be caught for.

Which 2 things do you want after the apocalypse?

Your current favorite song?

First trip after COVID.

Where would you go using the anywhere door?

Last search on internet explorer.

A thing you recently purchased impulsively.

A fictional movie you want to experience IRL.

If I were a celebrity, I would be…?

What instrument do I play?

Which is my favorite season?

What are your top 3 most used apps?

What is my spirit animal?

What am I allergic to?

Would you rather have 10M followers on Instagram or find true love? Why?

Do you want to be famous? If yes, then for what?

What’s your most-used emoji?

What would you do if you won the lottery?

What is your favorite holiday?

What is something you think everyone should do at least once in their lives?

Does writing energize or exhaust you?

What is your writing Kryptonite?

Did you ever consider writing under a pseudonym?

What other authors are you reading, and how do they help you become a better writer?

If you could tell your younger writing self anything, what would it be?

What was an early experience where you learned that language had power?

What’s your favorite under-appreciated novel?

How many unpublished and half-finished fics do you have?

What’s the most difficult thing about writing characters from the opposite sex?

How many hours a day do you write?

Have you read anything that made you think differently about fiction?

What was your hardest scene to write?

What one thing would you give up to become a better writer?

What is your favorite childhood book?

If you had to do something differently as a child or teenager to become a better writer as an adult, what would you do?

How long on average does it take you to write a story?

Do you believe in writer’s block?

Name a book that you would cherish for a lifetime.

Name a movie sequel you wish for.

Your Favorite Series worth a binge-watch.

What is your favorite Hollywood movie, and why do you like that movie?

Who is your dream girl or dream guy working in film/tv and why?

Your anytime movie.

Who's your go-to band or artist?

What is a movie adaptation you like?

Which actor or actress do you hate to watch in any movie?

Name a celebrity you truly admire and why.

Suggest a list of movies to watch this weekend.

Do you prefer real-life TV shows or animated TV shows?

A character you would die for.

A character who could corrupt you.

What book or series would you die to see turned into a movie or tv show?

What was the last book you read?

What moment do you wish you could experience again for the first time from any book/movie/tv show?

What is the first book that made you cry?

What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?*

Is there anything in fandom you used to like but can’t stand now?

Most disliked character(s)? Why?

Most disliked arc? Why?

Is there an unpopular character you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why?

Is there an unpopular arc that you like that the fandom doesn’t? Why?

Unpopular opinion about your fandom?

Instead of XYZ happening, I would have made ABC happen…

Does not shipping something ‘popular’ mean you’re in denial and/or biased?

What is the one thing you hate most about your fandom?

What is the purest ship in the fandom?

What are your thoughts on crack ships?

Your current OTP.

A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind.

What was the first thing you ever contributed to a fandom?

Have you added anything stupid/cracky/hilarious to your fandom, if so, what?

What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

What fandom was it?

What was your first fandom?

Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

Name a fandom you didn’t care/think about until you saw it all over tumblr.

How do you feel about the other people in your current fandom(s).

Your favorite fanartist/author gives you one request, what do you ask for?

Your favorite fandom (for the people; not the thing you fangirl over).

Choose a song at random, what ship does it remind you of?

Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

A pairing you ship that you don’t think anyone else ships.

What's a headcanon you have?

What are your favorite male/female ships?

Do you have any 3-way ships? If so, what?

5 favorite characters from 5 different fandoms.

3 OTPs from 3 different fandoms.

A fandom you’re in but have no ships from.

What's a ship that you want to ship publicly, but everyone on tumblr hates it so you keep your mouth shut about it?

Character you want to be your PLATONIC ride-or-die.

#how did this happen #fifty followers #follower milestone #fifty followers fifty questions #an aspen thing

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lotsofplanetshaveadeathstar · 1 year

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Why is this feeling?

Hey look, a Rough Day™ that's not a Monday, plot twist! (Tuesday wasn't wonderful, but I'm generously saying that 40% of that was bc I was some kind of sick, so I'm just gonna leave it at that and move on.)

So for a looooong time, like YEARS, I didn't go on any social media that wasn't Twitter basically ever. No FB (except for the work page to do shift trades/giveaways, but that was it), no IG, no Snapchat, no Tumblr, nothing. I was solely active on Twitter, and it's still my preferred site (I really do hate everything going on with the new management though, it's horrible), and I saw a tweet not too long ago that summed up why that was - it was a words site, not a picture site. I am definitely a words person. I can take and edit a picture like the best of them, but the way some people treat it, as if their profile and what they chose to post there is what defines their life, has never been overly appealing to me - when I post, it's usually for something important or celebratory or my annual pumpkin carving reveal, not a filtered selfie with a "quirky" caption or a shot of myself weirdly posed in front of some mildly interesting background for no reason. I can express myself and my thoughts in words that are truer to me than most pictures could ever be, and I can mostly do so in 280 characters or less, which is honestly quite a skill for a person who is great at taking a short informal phrase and turning it into an essay-length formal statement. (Also, you can retweet things on Twitter with two clicks, you can't share anything on Insta nearly that easily, just saying...)

So what does my self-imposed distance from social media have to do with today's emotional mess? Well, one of the reasons I stopped going on the more photo-based sites was because of how seeing everyone's *posted* lives (HEAVY emphasis on *posted*, bc I am keenly aware that the overwhelming majority of social media users only post the A roll stuff that makes their lives look like sunshine and rainbows 24/7, which they absolutely are not) was starting to have a negative effect on my mental wellbeing.

Like a lot of people, probably 99.99%, my life didn't follow the path I thought it would when I was a bright-eyed baby adult fresh from high school. I thought that I would go to college and meet people and maybe get a boyfriend and then I'd get a job right out of graduation and have a place of my own and everything would just fall in line and be perfect.

This VERY MUCH did not happen. I mean, some of it did, but the whole picture never came together in that way. I did go to college and meet people and made some really wonderful friends, but I never got my "dream job" (I still don't even know what it is, tbh) and I'm still single and I don't have a place of my own (honestly a blessing and a curse at this point).

I am very much aware that everyone's path in life unfolds in its own time, and that it is incredibly frustrating that most of the time there is nothing that can be done to change this.

Rerouting back from this little tangent, what was happening was that I wasn't where I thought I would be in life at that point, and seeing people's happy (and curated) posts showing off their great new job or fun relationship or some other milestone that I hadn't hit yet, and it was starting to make me feel like I was failing at life in some way and that everyone else was doing so much better than I was and how could I ever figure it out if I hadn't already done so by this point? It was just a constant stream of everyone showing off their successes (which they absolutely should, no shade there, everyone should be able to celebrate their accomplishments in life, it's well-deserved), and the pressure seeing all those posts created, as well as the pressure to constantly be online to see all those posts and to try and time my own posts to when they would be seen by the most people, was creating so much negative energy inside myself directed towards myself that I stopped going on FB and Instagram pretty much cold turkey. Almost immediately, I noticed a positive change in my brain, which, for me, was worth being out of the loop on people's daily lives and falling out of touch with those whose only relationships with me was commenting "Happy Birthday" when prompted by the FB reminder notification. I would still occasionally post on Instagram and have it cross-post to FB or add to my IG story when at a "show-off worthy" event, but other than that, I almost never used either app for more than a few moments a month for several years.

Fast forward to now, where, for some inexplicable reason, I have started browsing on both apps again, often to the point of refreshing to get new content (mostly funny reels on FB bc I refuse to download TikTok). Most of my long-term FB friends from high school rarely post on the platform anymore, so the content I do see, if any, is usually something along the lines of a vacation photo dump or a holiday outfit or a couple's pic, and Instagram is usually along similar lines with stories showing off a night out at a concert or vacation or some other fun excursion. These kinds of posts are mostly harmless to my psyche, probably bc most of the posters are more on the acquaintance level at this point, so I can look at their lives from a more objective outsider's perspective. Even the posts that deal with life milestones I thought I'd be celebrating as well by this point are usually fine bc I know I'm not at the point in my life where I'd be ready for them (I honestly don't know how some of my classmates have multiple children already, even the idea of having to keep a small human alive exhausts and frightens me).

But sometimes, there's a post that feels like a dropkick to the emotions and we end up here at another Rough Day™.

I don't want to go into details about what the post was, but I think I can figure out why it affected me the way that it did.

Obviously, I'm happy for the person who made the post bc it was celebrating that person being comfortable in their own skin in all the ways for the first time in a very long time, and that is a great thing. However, I think this just happened to kick me right in my insecurities about similar things and that's where my feelings are coming from.

I know that there's no reason to be jealous of what this person posted, because this person has had challenges that I haven't had to face, and for them to be at this point is a huge win. But I think I always kind of held on to the idea that we were both insecure and upset about where we were for certain aspects of our lives as some kind of lifeline, however ridiculous that might be in hindsight, and now that lifeline is gone (whether actually or perceivably makes no difference for the present moment) and I feel left behind once again, just like I did when it seemed like everyone on my social media feeds were achieving all kinds of great feats while I was stuck down below.

I know where my insecurities about this come from, and I am hoping with all my heart and soul that everyone is right in saying that I will look back on this in the future and think how silly I was to be so unconfident about my life and to have these insecurities at all.

I know that my decision to go back to school and be close to a decade older than most of the other students is a major cause of some of my insecurities. It's really hard to escape the idea that my age will only be a hindrance, and tbh I don't know what would make me not believe that, so I hope there's something out there that will someday.

I know that nobody is going to hold themselves back for me, and obviously I agree, nobody should. But sometimes it feels like I'm floundering out here on my own, and having someone else who feels similarly is sometimes the greatest sense of relief, and having to let that go is almost physically painful at times.

I'm fairly positive that feeling like everyone else is outpacing me is a huge negative factor in my current emotional state. It's just really hard to feel like everyone else is on track and going full-steam ahead and you're just stuck in a tiny canoe paddling with one oar and going in circles.

I have a final in two days for a class that I almost certainly will fail if I don't do very well on the exam, which would be a first for me and is probably adding to my Rough Day™. I've mostly accepted my fate either way, but it's hard to say how I'll feel if and when it actually happens. But the idea of failing definitely isn't boosting any morale in conjunction with the aforementioned post.

Sometimes I get really lonely and I miss people who have left or even people who never really were here to begin with, and sometimes people who never existed outside of my brain. That definitely doesn't help anyone's mental wellbeing.

I think this is kind of devolving from its original purpose...

So I saw a post that really kicked me in my insecurities and I needed to get it out to get through this Rough Day™, which is how we got here. Now how to deal with it...

First, I think I'm going to go back to restricting my social media consumption. Maybe it won't be as harsh as it used to be, maybe it will, we'll just have to see what balance is healthiest for me. I also think I might start posting a little bit more on Instagram, maybe as a way to celebrate my own milestones and accomplishments and have a way to look back on them in the future.

Second, once Saturday has passed (and it's gonna be a beast between the exam and then work afterwards), I'm going to make a list of all the things I need and want to do, of all levels of importance and difficulty and size. Maybe this way I can get a little more organization into my life and then use that as a way to keep moving forward with other aspects.

Third, I'm going to aim to do something at least once a month that is just for me and that works as a sort of reset moment, whether it's a trip to a park by myself or making my own double feature at the movies, just something to re-ground myself and help build up my confidence in myself and doing things by myself for myself.

I think it helped, at least a little, to get this out. I think I just needed to take a moment and sort through the emotions and breathe and remind myself that someday soon, there's gonna be a day that I'm gonna want to post about, and while it might not be for the same reasons as this post was (I can all but guarantee it won't be, if and when that day comes, it'll be wayyy in the future), it'll be important for me and that's the only part that matters.

I'm still a little emotionally jumbled but I can get through that soon enough. Here's hoping there's no more Rough Days™ ahead for this year, because I'm really getting tired of them.

(If you've made it to the end of this and are not my future self rereading this, please reevaluate your life choices bc even watching paint dry would have been a more productive use of your time.)

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ohheyitsokay · 3 years

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Omg I'm SO sorry!!! I'm the soulmates pain AU anon, I was completely aware you were the one with the milestone!! I saw the post through Molly's rb and I was almost completely sure I had opened your blog to send you the ask but alas, the Tumblr app can never give you any certainties. That long-ass message was completely dedicated to you, I still can't quite grasp how I managed to send it to scribbledghost 🙄🙄🙄 Sorry!!! Congrats again, I love you!!!!

for reference a Din Djarin x reader soulmate request where your soulmate feels your injuries and pain

hello, dear heart!

I wanted to say, before anything else, thank you. I've reread your words multiple times since you sent this, confirming they were to me, and they really mean the world to me. thank you so, so much! anyway, your idea is fantastic, I had a lot of fun with this one! I hope you like seeing what I did with your already wonderful thoughts 💕

ps it's well documented that I'm a big fan of sprawling thoughts, so please never apologize for sharing them!

warnings: mentions canon-typical injuries, a bunch of fluff. at least enough for a couple of throw pillows

soulmate requests / follower celebration

There's a short burn on his forearm when he wakes.

Din stares at it, wondering at the dull ache, trying to place the injury from yesterday's adventure when it hits him. Hot and golden warmth, flooding through his chest, thawing his flesh against the cold filtered air.

It's one of yours.

A burn, on his forearm.

And selfishly, indulgently, he pauses for a moment, mind slipping away from duty and expectations to dwell in the daydream of his soulmate.

First, his mind creates an image of a blurry mandalorian caretaker, gently moving around a kitchen in the covert. You stir a pot, tapping the spoon on the side before setting it down. Hearing distant calls, you turn too quickly and oh - a sliver of burn along your arm.

Din wants to help, wants to pull you away from the domestic .... danger, and he rushes forward. Your helmet turns to him and he almost sees it - before his mind can no longer produce the answers he aches for late at night.

The second image is of you, in armor as gleaming as his own, in a thick, unrecognizable forest. The hairs on his neck are at full attention, already subconsciously wanting to shout - but you don't need his help. You're breathtaking in all versions of his daydream - but watching you fight with practiced ease punches the air from his lungs. For a moment he feels self-conscious of his awkward maneuvers and slapdash fighting but then his mind pulls him back. You're protecting someone, or else you wouldn't have messed up - you never do, injuries from you are too rare - but you shove them behind you, shooting an enemy over your shoulder before your helmet snaps back. There are so many - you're surrounded - and a hot, sharp blaster bolt grazes your forearm before your fury is truly unleashed.

He runs his fingers over the burn, almost giddy at the possibilities.

Mandalorians are few and far between, but he's grateful he has a soulmate, and even more thankful you've kept yourself out of harm's way almost entirely, since you'd been connected.

As he dons his layers, the shine of his armor reflects bruises and scrapes littered across the expanse of his skin. His own, from his journey, and one beautiful little burn from his soulmate.

And then they're covered, and the armor is tied securely in place, and he leaves his daydreams in the room as the ship door slides unceremoniously shut.

You hiss at the burn, clutching your arm.

Great. Just what you needed - another injury to add to your impressive collection.

At least my soulmate gets a gift from me this time. You roll your eyes.

The vendor next to your stall is a sweet lady, already apologizing for her steaming pots and pans and offering you compensation.

The credits would be nice, but you could hardly justify taking anything, especially since it was your soulmate's fault your body was riddled with aches and pains in the first place.

Waving your hand, you accept her counter offer - a bowl of her perfect broth and noodles - before retreating. You sell cloth, from beautiful dyed lengths tucked away to sturdy, unstainable blacks, and it was days like today that you thanked your stars for that choice.

There's a thick pile in the middle that you perch on, sinking into the folds as your body cries at you, and you sigh over your soup in relief. The burden of waking to webbing bruises and sprawling scrapes and the more-than-occasional broken bone is eased by your stall - sitting and haggling until the sun goes down. That is, unless there's drama in the market, as it seems there is today.

In the distance you hear shouts, more than those of vendors selling meat on sticks to passing warriors and merchants - the taunts of drunkards.

Someone is coming, and you almost laugh when you see his form in the distance, because he's trying and failing to be inconspicuous. It's impossible, with his gleaming armor, but still he ducks into shadowy spots, forgetting - or maybe ignoring - their inhabitants.

"A Mandalorian has graced our market," your neighbor remarks dryly. They were respected, but it was well known that chaos followed them. You share a look, both wishing you were wealthy enough to conpletely pack up shop. If anything, a logical person would put away most of the stock and hunker down for a few hours. Weighing the odds was difficult: if you were lucky, the chaos wouldn't bother your business, and shoppers might be drawn out, hoping for entertainment and spending as they waited. If you weren't, a wayward burst of plasma or blaster fire would destroy your whole month's stock.

You looked at him again, the Mandalorian kneeling down the street. His form was... almost handsome, formidable but careful. He was light on his feet, seemingly with gentleness on his mind, and it drew you in like a moth to flame. You decided to stay, and hope for the best, your curiosity pulsing like your bruises.

And you were lucky, that day, because he ducked away not a moment later, taking the exciment with him.

Until, he came back the next day, this time on the prowl, stalking up and down the edge of Dicer's Row, one hand on his blaster and the other atop a bulky, wriggling bag. This time, you ventured to stand, folding and refolding your displays as you watched him through your lashes.

And then he made his move, and you sighed, feigning a yawn to cover your disappointment from your neighbor's knowing smile. She shouldn't be wiggling her eyebrows over the box wall between you - honestly his type were more annoying than anything. A crash from the alley confirmed it: there was no way a guy like that cared about his soulmate. The gentleness from before was surely a trick of the light.

Your whole side lit up with pain, the impact of something hard against your whole side and you groaned, settling into your mound again. Any curiosity or attraction was snuffed under your annoyance and pain, and your mood soured like fruit left unpicked on the tree.

Selfish, you thought, glaring as a chicken ran squawking from the commotion. What a jerk.

The next day, you tried to maintain the sentiment, huffing as he wandered the stalls.

Why does he keep coming back?

You'd have thought his time here was over when he'd dragged that lowlife out of town yesterday. But here he was, buying a crock of soup at the stall next to you, and ignoring her comments about how he couldn't eat it with his helmet on.

She had warmed to him, since he'd put money in her pocket, chattering in a way that kept him stuck for long moments.

It struck you as strange - he almost seemed too awkward to leave, like her returned generosity actually meant something to him. A man like him... surely could've just walked away.

But he stayed for awhile, nodding and looking at the spoons she carved in her free time, and you almost thought he was looking at you, too. Then he ducked his head and planted himself in front of you, and certainly he was.

For all the years you'd spent weaving words to sell your fabrics and goods, you'd never been so speechless. The Mandalorian was large, sharp, shining edges and bulky canvas packs tied to his shoulders - he seemed out of place, filling your whole stall, shuffling as he loomed over you.

He asked for soft brown things - children's clothes.

"Of course, I - I mean, yes, just over here -" you tripped over your words, caught completely off guard by the shape of him, the feel of him just an arms width away, and his request. You stumbled from your seat, nearly toppling in your hurry and his gloved hand wrapped around your arm, catching you.

"You're injured," he stated not really asking. It was... overwhelmingly intimate, him knowing, and acknowledging it, like he cared.

"Yeah, my..." you swallowed, trying not to get lost in the dark glass inches from your face. "My self-centered soulmate keeps getting himself nearly killed."

Even with your heart thumping in your chest, you couldn't keep the bite from your words, bitterness having collected over years of nursing injuries that were consequences of someone else's actions. He didn't let go of you for a moment, his helmet pulling back and tilting, like he was startled.

Then he was cautious, unbearably so, releasing his grip like a child freeing a captured creature when it was time. The topic was dropped, and he made his purchase quickly, but before he left, he paused. The Mandalorian's gloved hand ghosted over your cheek, slowly moving a hair back into it's place, and if you hadn't known better, it was almost an apology.

And then, thick cape swirling in the dust, tiny clothes in tow, he swept away, leaving you along with your whole body alight with a foreign longing.

Din felt as though he'd been stabbed.

Hot, hot feelings poured through his chest, spreading fast as fire as he desperately tried to sort through them.

You - you were incredible, fragile and bruised, with the most stunning, determined eyes he had ever seen. Not a Mandalorian, and you had a ... a soulmate, a fucker who left your skin littered with marks, burdening you with ...

He felt panicked, shocked, and guilty, just as he had when you'd told him. It had never occred to him that his soulmate might be there... out there, constantly burdened by his recklessness. His body screamed for attention, something he so often ignored, but this time, he was almost deafened by it.

His feet, legs, arms, chest, heart - all of them wanted him to return to you, in your little fabric stall. To... what? Truly, he hadn't the slightest idea, so his mind won out, shaking a little to try to reign in the muscles that he'd taught to obey him.

He couldn't go to you.

But, he couldn't stay away.

He was back in the market, and this time, he wasn't being subtle about staring at you.

Tall and ... slow, he waded through the crowds, making his was towards you like he was following a careful path.

"Can I help you?" You stood, moving almost involuntarily towards him. "Was there something wrong with my -" he was already shaking his head, hands reaching to make you shush.

Waiting, an irrational part of your mind wished he would touch you again, would place his big hands on your skin and sooth the aches that haunted your life. It was unfair, but you didn't stop it, couldn't if you tried.

Carefully, he slid a single finger to your arm, pushing up your sleeve to reveal the little burn you'd gotten.

He was being gentle. It made you want to stomp your feet, jealously welling up in your heart like bile, bitter and hot. How could it be, that someone so powerful had learned so quickly, wanted to, and he wasn't - he wasn't even your -

Then he moved again, pushing up his own sleeve and your thoughts tumbled over each other. It was intimate, even more than before, desperately trusting, as his skin near glowed in the morning light. And there was a burn on his skin, hairs singled like they'd met the edge of a pot of boiling broth.

You wanted to punch him. This man has spent years tossing his body around like he had one one spare, making your own as brittle as bread crust and - you wanted to kiss him. This man had learned after a single day, the impact of his actions, and had been nothing but kind.

The forehead of his helmet pressed into yours, and the two sides of your mind compromised.

Later, words would come - they had to.

But now, your eyes closed, and you sighed. He had the rest of your life to make it up to you - and he would, you were sure.

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