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elenadvrx · 3 months

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let's be honest.

nanami's tie isn't what we would usually choose to wear with a suit. or with anything at all. that design is just horrendously loud and bold.

but the reason why he willingly wears it everyday to work is of course, because of you. what turned out to be a gag gift becomes something he treasures the most just because it was given by you when your relationship was still buddingly new. it's not often he loves and be loved in return.

"nanamin!" yuuji greeted the sorcerer from afar, seeing him standing around the training field. "what are you doing here? gojo-sensei isn't here today, he had a mission to attend to."

"i'm waiting for someone else." he nonchantly replies, adjusting his tie to loosen it up a little.

"hey, nanamin? i've been wondering why you wear that tie. it's not really that nice-looking." during all those times yuuji went on a mission with nanami, his gaze always zeroed in on his black and yellow printed tie but never got the chance to ask him. curses always did occupied most of his time and attention.

"hmm? oh, you don't need to know that." clearing his throat, he fiddled with his tie a little more before placing his hands in his pants pocket. but if yuuji had looked closely, he would see that his cheeks got a tad bit pinkish. nanami was just too bashful to talk fondly about you to yuuji.

just as yuuji was about to shoot another question, nanami saw you turning around the corner - wide smiles and twinkling eyes, hastily making your way to your husband. "kento!"

it's as if you turned off a switch in him just with your mere presence - tensed shoulders relaxing, his stance a little loose before his eyes soften seeing you greet him so openly with love. a slight smile grazes upon his lips.

"hi, you look beautiful as always, my love." nanami cups your face with his big, warm hands before giving you a gentle kiss on your forehead.

"thanks, darling. you look dashing yourself." you were all smiles and giggles as you look up to him, getting your fill of him as it has days since you've last seen him. he has been away for a solo mission far from home. you've missed him too much.

looking down, you noticed his tie was loose and a little crooked. sighing, you trace the pattern on his tie before straightening it a little.

"i don't get why you're still wearing this tie. it's been years since i've gifted you this as a joke, you didn't really have to wear it. i'm getting you a new one soon."

you've been dating for 6 months when you came across this particular tie while walking through a shopping street and thought it'll be funny to see the reaction of the mostly stoic sorcerer. you never thought he'd accepted it with care and wore it everyday.

"it's fine. it's still not too worn out yet, it'll hang on for awhile more." he caresses your cheek, reminiscing the time when you were so excited to gift it to him, giggling the whole time. sure, it may be a gag gift, but it was still a gift from you. all things given by you were things to be treasured. just like your love that encompasses his whole being.

"nanamin!" the both of you flinched hearing the shout coming from the boy just a short distance from you. has he been here all along?

"you- you and sensei are together? wha-when, ho-what? wait, nevermind that, sensei was the one who bought you that tie?" seeing how flabbergasted yuuji was, you face him and ruffle his hair.

"mhmm! we're married actually. and yeah, i bought the tie to mess with him but i guess he really liked it and wore it ever since." chuckling, you nudge his shoulder with your knuckles. "i didn't know you were here. megumi and nobara was looking for you."

"oh, that's right! we had plans to hang out together before i saw nanamin. see you both!" easily distracted, yuuji dashed towards the main entrance, leaving just you and nanami alone.

familiar arms wrapped around your waist from behind before you felt a kiss on your cheek.

"just so you know, i will always wear this tie even if you buy me a new one. it really helps with my cursed technique." your husband is teasing you.

"uhuh, sure. if blood gets on it, you're cleaning it up yourself." you stay contently in his arms, warm afternoon sun softly beaming down on the both of you.

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"if blood gets on it, you're cleaning it up yourself."

your words echoed inside your head as you find yourself kneeling on a pool of blood, your husband- what was left of him, blood-soaked khaki pants adorned on a pair of legs, clutching onto the black and yellow printed tie that was found dangling from his pants pocket. it was speckled with blood.

your vision turns blurry from tears constantly trickling down your cheeks, splashing onto the blood below you.

no… the first thing you would do once this is over is to clean his tie as thoroughly as possible. you will not let this incident taint your precious memory of this gift.

but first, you have to finish whoever did this to him.

#nanami kento fluff #nanami kento imagines #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #jujutsu kaisen imagines #jujutsu kaisen fluff #jjk x reader #nanami angst #jujutsu kaisen angst #nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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sister-of-hitoshi · 1 month

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IM BACK AGAIN BUT WITH OUT THE COVER OF AN ANON!!! Can I get another Mr. Villain x reader? This time can I pleaseee have the reader be a baker? Making him cute lil cupcakes with panda faces!!!!

To my loveliest @crystalmonk5579 of course!!! Thanks a lot for coming again and requesting ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ <33 I can only hope that I didn't disappoint, sorry for the delay (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠)

Sending you love!

Adultered Confections

Genre: Fluff

Anime: Mr Villain's Day off

Character: Warumono-san/ Mr Villain

Word count: 1k+

Note: That gif is literally just him coming to terms with his new-found feelings sensations 😭

"Ahhh~ look at that cloud, it looks just like his fluffy hair"

You sigh, your consciousness floating in a happy dream before the ding of the oven jolted you up from your slumber, starting a chain reaction which finally ended up with a bag of flour all over you.

"Why do all my dreams always end up like this! Ugh." You exasperatedly made your way to the oven while patting your face to take out the cupcakes. This was your new recipe, and you wanted it to be a hit. Although a small batch among them was way more special than the rest.

They were the panda themed cupcakes for your crush.

"I know I currently look bad but all this pain would be so worth it if only he was here to comfort me and pat all this flour off" You animatedly nodded to yourself, satisfied with your own reasoning while being completely ignorant to the jingle of the shop door-bell.

A pat on your back and you screamed- almost.

Turning around you were met face to face with the guy-of-your-dreams. He first stared at you, and then stared at his fingers covered with flour.

"Would you like me to help you in some way?"

He was a kind man, the kindest you've ever met, and extraordinarily handsome on top of that.

"Pat all this flour off of me!!-" Wait wait- that came out without much thought!!- "-....please?"

How could I be so bold??! You internally screamed. You were about to immediately correct your 'mistake' when he took out his handkerchief.

"Excuse me then" he said, and started patting your face.

You immediately closed your eyes shut, only taking small peeks at him out of embarrassment. You would be lying if you didn't admit to feeling heartbroken at his lack of reaction.

But well that's just who he was. A calm and composed man.

Surely girls would be throwing themselves at him. You haven't even been able to express your interest in him properly except for well- giving him freebies everytime he came regardless of whether he bought something or not, always make light talk with him to know about his interests and days, chalking out his day-off routine using all the "classified information" - things he tells you about himself, pack extra sweets, keep your shop open longer on particular days of his visit and also-

Yeah, you get it.

I'm a rock- I'm a r.o.c.k

You continued to chant your newfound mantra in your head until he was done with dusting patting flour off of you. You opened your eyes and thanked him shyly, promising to repay his kindness. But of course, you being a blind, non-living rock, failed to notice his blushing eartips.

All the while he was busy doing his job of cleaning you and staring at your face a little bit more than that his ears had felt a bit warm, his heart had felt warmer, and he had this tingling sensation in his stomach. It had actually been quite a few times when he has felt this sort of unfamiliar sensation now, but today it felt more intense.

"So, how did you land up like this?"

He asked, tilting his head. So adorable-

"Well I was making these cup- OHH!!"

"Please wait it's a surprise for you!-" Without waiting for a reply, you swiftly turned around, ready to dash towards the oven when your head hit a nearby rack which somehow caused a box of wooden spatulas of varied shapes to fall on your head somehow, which triggered another chain reaction somehow which again ended up with a bag of flour all over you. Really, again.

"....I really really can't believe my luck!!!"

You exclaimed exasperatedly, looking down at your feet. That's it I look like a fool in front of him I'm so so embarrassed let me just dig up a hole and bury myself there maybe even do-

"Pfft-"

You looked up at him and caught him smiling down at you. You were blessed with his laugh, okay time for me to be in heaven now which he was trying so hard to hold in.

His mind only repeated one word to him, over and over again. Cute.

Cute cute cute cute cute-

"Um... I know it's really weird that I'm like this- I mean would you mind doing it no- no- I'm sorry-" you were trying to find the best words that would fit your current situation while grabbing at your work uniform by it's hem and blushing, when his actions stopped you from rambling further. He had again started to clean you up with another handkerchief now, all the while smiling at you.

For some reason, even my neck feels very tingly now.

Wait- he always felt this way when he was with you...had you mixed something in your confectionery?!

He was almost going to become very serious about this situation and ask you about the ingredients. But then you looked up at him and smiled-

He lost all his composure. He could do nothing except for continuing to stare at you and reply with a robotic 'welcome'.

"Umm then... Would you like to come with me over here? I really doubt my luck right now so.."

"Sure thing" He smiled and complied, now standing beside you while you took out whatever you had baked for the day.

But then you suddenly grabbed his hands to save yourself from tripping.

His entire being went on high alert as he swiftly positioned himself behind you, your back being supported by his broad chest. His ears were completely red now.

"T-that was close!!" You shouted out, completely flustered. You were feeling perturbed now, anything could happen to you and your cupcakes with this dull luck of yours. Both his hands were supporting your shoulders now to help you stabilize, so taking this as an opportunity, you nudged the tray towards him without turning around.

Here goes nothing-

"Panda themed cupcakes for my most cherished customer and special person.... Hope you l-like them."

"Is this a gift?"

"Yes, of course, now hurry up and take it!"

He continued to stare at them for a few seconds, before taking one in his hand, all the while the other one holding your shoulder continued to tremble.

What is this texture?!!

He studied the cupcake, like it was some state-of-the-art sculpture. The texture of the panda cupcake was so fluffy, it looked so soft, it gazed at him so lovingly his sense of guilt almost compelled him to say no-

You had turned around.

Your eyes met his.

Your eyes

He immediately stuffed his face with two cupcakes.

The taste was so blissful he imagined himself being hugged by soft giant pandas... and you?

You were there hugging him?

He immediately snapped out of his blissful trance, your voice calling out to him very sweetly, asking him if he liked it, telling him that it was a special recipe for him and him only.

"Oh..."

He squeezed his coat fabric.

This feeling....it had nothing to do with the ingredients used. It was the baker, you, all along.

#my favourite character #kyuujitsu no warumono san #fluff #mr. villain's day off #cutie pie #warumono x reader #fanfic #mr villain's day off #warumono san #cute #he's so cute #he's so adorable #mr villain x reader

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boba-beom · 1 year

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❦ With You | K.TH

pairing: taehyun x f!reader

genre: fluff, bestfriends to lovers | oneshot

warning(s): senior year high school, set in 1984, relationship to be established, confessions, ft. the rest of txt, taehyun’s a lil nervous <3, yn a little bold, kisses.

summary: before the school term comes to a close for the festive holidays, your best friend of four years had asked you to go to the winter ball with him. however, there’s one more thing he wants to tell you.

wc: 2.3k

note: inspired by the last scene in s2 ep9 of stranger things. and the song ‘Every Breath You Take’ by The Police was perfect after I remembered taehyun talking about it and playing it on one of his vlives at the time :’) this was also written a while ago but I edited it a little and wanted to post this as my last taehyun fic to end tyun month :> thank you again @fairybinie for beta reading and for the advice 🫶🏼

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the hazy, vertical streaks from the moonlight passes through the open blinds, caressing over taehyun's face as his sister, hyunjae, straightens out the frills of his collar and adjusts the flimsy ribbon after. he turns his body, puffing in front of the mirror, loosening the tension and nervousness in his wrists, tilting his head left and right.

"aw, my not-so-little brother knows how to clean up well." hyunjae coos, lightly patting the top of his head.

"agh, you're gonna mess up my hair!" he swats her hands away, caving over his hair before fidgeting with the front pieces of his hair, making sure they would stay in place until he meets his date.

"so... are you gonna ask her today?"

the young male adjusts his outer coat, brows scrunching as he looks at his sister through the mirror, "ask who?"

"yn? aren't you going to ask her to dance with you tonight?" she sighs as she pinches the bridge of her nose, thinking how her brother could possibly be lacking in basic knowledge of making the first move—especially with his crush.

if there's one thing taehyun is good at, it's definitely being oblivious towards any female kind and their attempt to flirt with him. he's never dated, he's only confessed to one girl in middle school when he gifted her a heart-shaped box of chocolates. she accepted them, but refused to be his valentine, and since then he's never wanted to embarrass himself like that again.

"of course I'll ask her to dance with me. she's my date anyway, and I should tell her then..." he trails his words, thinking about what he would say once he finds the right moment later on in the evening, "I just hope a good song comes on." as cliché as that may sound.

hyunjae sees how anxious he is as he lets out a deep sigh. both their heads turn towards the open window from the sound of a car's triple beep in front of their house. the loud noise was soon followed by a few male voices shouting out his name, almost chant-like.

"good luck, 'lil man." hyunjae reaches out to pat his hair once again, but misses as he ducks and opens the front door.

"ayeeee, someone looks dashing tonight!" beomgyu screams with the upper half of his body out of the window. the other three males starts cheering and whistling as taehyun approaches the car with long, confident strides.

opening the door behind the driver's seat, he sits comfortably as he looks at the rest of them, "not too shabby yourselves guys." he chuckles, buckling his seatbelt.

"how are we feeling, boys?" yeonjun laughs, excitement clear in his voice. he briefly locks eyes with taehyun through the rear mirror, expecting him to answer the question.

"i just hope she doesn't reject me." taehyun speaks without hesitation. kai and beomgyu looks at him with their brows stitched together.

"are you kidding me? i'm sure she won't reject you, it's yn we're talking about." beomgyu sighs.

"and what's that supposed to mean?"

"that you have to be really dense to think she has no interest in you." soobin butts in, looking back at him from the passenger seat.

"he's book smart, just not girl smart." kai joins in.

"okay, okay. that's enough guys. i'm sure our boy can manage." yeonjun cuts off their bombarding banter towards taehyun.

taehyun rolls his eyes at his friends' continuous teasing, completely ignoring yeonjun. the topic for conversation slowly went round to each person—and about their dates—until they arrived at the venue for the winter ball.

the group of five made their way towards the entrance, keeping their eyes out for their dates. it was convenient that majority of their dates arrived together, as expected when asking people from the same friend-group. taehyun watches his friends greet their dates and entering in with linked arms, their outfits complimenting each other's nicely.

"we're gonna go ahead." soobin firmly pats taehyun's shoulder as he nods in response.

a few minutes passes by and taehyun is still standing by the entrance, yet his posture never fails him. he looks down at the cuffs of his black dress shirt, adjusting them out of restlessness, in the hopes he hasn't been turned down.

"taehyun? sorry i'm late." a soft voice speaks.

from the cuffs of his sleeves, he sees a shiny pair of white, mary jane pumps pointing towards him in his line of vision, less than half a meter away from his own black, dress shoes.

lifting his head slowly, his eyes travel up the figure in front of him; skin-toned stockings visible until the thin layer of white chiffon material just about lingers by the knees. he looks up to admire you in your entirety, a sweetheart neckline accentuating the length of your neck with a dainty pearl necklace sitting prettily at the base of your neck.

"yn," his voice almost breathless, "you look beautiful."

you chuckle at his compliment, looking down at the ground before your fingers subconsciously fiddles with the pearl strap of your purse.

"you don't look too bad either, kang."

he smiles at your implied compliment, holding out his arm for you to take, "shall we?"

as soon as the both of you walk through the tinsel curtain, you're met with snowflake-shaped lights projecting on the ground. your peers' arms are linked with their dates while they meet up in groups and you do the same.

you meet with a few friends, separating yourself from taehyun while he went to see his friends too. long conversations were made, and pictures were taken at the open photo booth that the school had hired for the evening. there were props and multiple photos could be taken so you were willing to try it out.

taehyun is sitting at his designated seat on the same table as his friends, locking eyes with you for a split second from across the room before you start making your way through the sea of students.

as you make a bee-line towards him, your eyes are trained on him, getting closer and closer. his side profile was stunning; his sharp jawline in full display as he slightly leans over the table to talk to yeonjun opposite him, and with every laugh, you saw the occasional appearance of his sharp canines which showcased his dimple.

in your four years of high school, you never found anyone just as handsome as kang taehyun himself. and you granted yourself lucky to have him as your best friend.

you approach his seat, resting a light hand on his shoulder until the boys stopped talking, causing taehyun to look up at you.

"hey, want to take a photo together over at the photo booth with me?" the freckles of light from the disco ball sparkles over your face, looking almost angelic as he gets up on his feet.

"that's our boy!"

"go taehyun!"

you hear beomgyu and kai exclaim along with the others as you take ahold of taehyun's hand in yours. taehyun could only pray that you don't look back at him because only then would you see how enamoured he is by you. the heat from his cheeks quickly spread and made its way to the tips of his ears—he's in too deep.

opening the curtains to the photo booth, he picks up a white feather boa and loosely twirls it around your neck accompanied with a quiet laugh from you. in return, you pick up a black masquerade mask for him to wear, only making his full attire look more complete than it already was.

you continue shuffling, making sure you were in the middle of the photo booth, "come closer." you speak up, gently tugging on his sleeve making him shuffle closer to you until he reluctantly resorted to resting his hand on the small of your back.

"i- is this okay?" taehyun was always wary of his hand placements, you knew that and you were more than comfortable with being this close to him.

"perfect, these photos are gonna look really nice." you're smiling at the photographer, posing your wrist as you splay your palm open and the end of the boa hanging off it. all while taehyun looks at you in awe. you've always been one to try new things, even putting yourself out there and not giving a single care to what people think of you. he found that quality admirable, really.

after a few more pictures were taken, and keeping the same props, it was time for the last photo.

"tyun, look at me." you whisper.

he turns his head to face you, your faces within centimetres apart until your noses brushed against each other. you hold the end of his chin still with your index finger and your thumb, closing your eyes, he mimics you until you feel the softness of his lips against yours, it was almost euphoric.

you just kissed your best friend.

the sound of the photographer snapping the last shot interrupted the momentary trance you were both in, the flash visible through your eyelids.

"we'll get them later, let's go." you pull back and hold his hand again. he was trailing after you while you make your way towards the bowl of fruit punch.

"so how did your photos go?" beomgyu comes into view beside you, passing the both of you already full cups of the punch.

taehyun stays silent, taking a sip from the drink while his other hand is still holding yours.

"it was fun, i think you should try it out. i heard there's more props if you ask the photographer." you take a sip from the drink, keeping eye contact with beomgyu while you watch his eyes flick back and forth between you and your date.

"if you say so," he says, walking away with a small smile tugging at his lips.

a new song fills the room, a song that only released last year. you remember hearing it a few times on your parents' radio and it being one of the most replayed songs since it was released. your peers and their partners gather onto the dance floor, girls with their arms draped over their date's shoulder, and some guys nervously resting their hands on their date's waist.

perfect. taehyun clears his throat before taking away your cup and placing both of them down on the closest table. he lifts a hand up, the other tucked behind his back as he asks, "yn, would you perhaps want to dance with me?"

you observe the way he's slightly bowing in front of you, your heart fluttering in your chest from his chivalrous gesture. "perhaps I do, kang." you say as you accept his hand, leading you onto the empty spot on the dance floor.

the lights dimmed down a little more than before, only the ambient lighting from the decorations and the disco ball reflected onto your faces. taehyun's hands were fumbling with the material around your waist, you could tell he was nervous but you wanted him to be comfortable with you like he always is. the only difference this time is that you're both dressed up and he hardly ever sees you dressed up.

"hey, ease into it. left then right, remember?" you reassure him after he visited your house one time and your older brother teased you about dancing with taehyun. your mother made sure to teach both of you the basics.

you hold onto one of his hands on your waist, letting his palm relax against you then letting go and bringing yourself closer so you could rest and bend your elbows over his shoulder, your temples leaning against each other.

a couple of minutes into the slow dancing made you feel so weightless. the strong scent of his cologne lingering by your nose, his soft and controlled breathing in front of you just felt so comforting. your faces were centimetres apart, no different than before, but both your eyes were briefly shut.

"yn?" taehyun speaks up softly, and you hum back in response. "there's something i've been meaning to tell you."

"mhm? and what is that?" you pull back to look at one of the features you love on his face. it's just one of those instances where you capture how his eyes could quite literally encapsulate the entire galaxy if possible.

"as a best friend, you're amazing, truly." he starts. you huff out an airy chuckle with your fixed attention on him. "but I want to get to know you beyond that. I really like you, yn. more than words could ever explain."

your eyes soften from his confession, knowing this was your best friend since freshman year and without a doubt, you were feeling quite the same.

"can i be your boyfriend?" he asks, head slightly tilting down to read your expression.

you pull him towards you, closing the proximity until your lips were just about grazing against each other. "i would love you to be my boyfriend, kang taehyun." you whisper before closing the gap and giving him a longer kiss than at the photo booth. he securely wraps his arms around your waist, chests colliding until your lips part.

"you really thought after i kissed you back there i'd say no?" you nudge his shoulder, catching his cheeks flush the smallest pink hues you could see.

"i really wasn't sure what that was, but if it's a kiss from you then i don't really mind." he shrugs nonchalantly.

"so i could say no as long as i give you kisses?" you tease him back.

"well... not quite, i want both." he shyly smiles with his dimples caving in his cheeks.

you peck his cheek in response to comment, "you really are cute, kang taehyun."

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hannahlikeso741 · 8 months

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Poems from a Secret Lover (HL Boys being MC's Secret Lover)

Been a while since I did one of these reactions posts as I need to get over my writer's block and this idea has been haunting me for a while. I'm trying out some poetry styles and any feedback is welcomed. Borrowing from @hogwartslegacyreactions, hope you get better soon!

Sebastian Sallow : Oh Hush, My Dear

You call to me behind closed doors. I respond to your lips and touch, But only to have you dash when it becomes too much. You left me wanting more. How dare you leave in me a chokehold? Where I can't breathe until you come calling again? I've played by your rules until I am strained, End my agony, please! Warm me from the cold! Oh hush, my dear. I am tired of being your secret to keep. What you want to do now will haunt me in my sleep, But just so you know, I'll always be here.

Ominis Gaunt: Come What May

I needed us to lay low, But our love continued to grow. Then the weight of us became my woe. How much longer can we carry on like this? But you always silenced me with a kiss, Allowing my senses to calm itself to a soothing bliss. You are tainting yourself being with the likes of me, They talk and whisper, can't you see? I will ruin you, you deserve to be free. But yet... you still stayed. It didn't matter, you were unafraid. So be it then. Come what may.

Garreth Weasley: A Game Between Two 'Friends'

Naughty, are we today? As your fingers walked across my legs under the desk. Your boldness got me feeling in some sort of way, But keep that behaviour in check. Don't get my heart racing now, Even if it is yours to play. But your will triumph mines no matter how, Always beckoning me to stay. So nearly caught many times, In this game we play of pretend. It's not like we committed a crime. What's a game between two 'friends'?

Amit Thakkar: Under The Night Sky

On a sleepy, cold night, I'd ran out to greet the cold moonlight. We made a promise, to meet. Relief came in when I heard the steps of your feet. We lay down and point to the constellations, Before our words turn to a game of seduction. I know that look in your eyes, As I kissed you to the stars watching us by. When the sun comes out we depart, Nothing happened, we lied to our hearts. We will carry on as friends just fine, But under the night sky, you are mines.

Leander Prewett: When No One Is Around

I know where the two of us stand, Did you think I didn't notice? You, the Hero of Hogwarts, And I am just me. A boy who isn't blessed with anything. Yet you... looked my way. I poured my heart, you did the same. Only when no one is around.

But I wouldn't complain. I'll count my blessings with what I got, Your knowing gaze and smile from the distance is already a gift, What type of a man would I be to ask for more?

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy characters #character reacts #ominis gaunt #sebastian sallow #amit thakkar #garreth weasley #leander prewett #hogwarts legacy headcanons

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markantonys · 5 months

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All of what you said about WoT costuming, AND ALSO.... after the WoT peeps went to such lengths to make Lanfear hot SPECIFICALLY in a gay way.... they were told to costume the hottest bitch in all of the land, and they chose pantsuits, high necks, lots of structure, bold headdresses.... do these people not know how badly this could have gone. How many dumb stilettos we could've been saddled with. The costuming department is here feeding us and they get treated this way. Where is the gratitude!!

Okay, maybe not stilettos. You know what a lesser costume department would have done. They would have put the poor woman in a corset WITH NO SHIFT BENEATH IT. Just chafe the poor actress to the next turn of the wheel.

oh this is SO true and a great point!! they made lanfear incredibly sexy but without fetishizing/objectifying her or sexy-lamp-ify-ing her, or really catering to The Male Gaze in any way. and instead catering to The Gay Gaze, god bless! i definitely shudder to think what Onscreen Lanfear would've been like in the hands of a different production team or if the show were being made 10 years ago

but thankfully, it seems like most viewers are in total agreement that s2 costumes knocked it out of the park with lanfear's being the big standout! i'm not sure i've seen anyone lodge complaints besides those 2 people today (one of whom didn't even know what the show was and was just seeing an out-of-context gifset on their dash), which is why i was so baffled and indignant hahaha

#ace-and-ranty #answered

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southpawbitch · 9 months

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JULY | mj's fic recs

i big bad fumbled the ball in june, but i'm back and have so many great things to recommend this month!! life update & links below the cut! x MJ

no one asked, but if you're curious: life is crazy! i'm getting married soon, renovating an apartment to move into, continuing to co-host my podcast/create content for that, and reading/writing in any free time i have all while working an in-person 9-5, so i feel like I'm drowning (in a good way). as soon as i hit post on this, i'm going to be deep cleaning my bathroom, doing a million loads of laundry, and prepping for my bach "trip" this weekend. thots & prayerz pls.

rhett

dial tone heartbeats | @peachystenbrough | bailing rhett out of jail is #1 on my fictional bucket list

i'm yours (but you're not mine) | peachystenbrough | PAIN in the best (worst?) way

Putting Up The Walls | @intoanotherworld23 | the ending?!?!?!?!?!

bob

Vibe Check | @thedroneranger | bob fucks.

The Back Seater and the Baker | @ereardon | in love with this already! haley is bold af and I'm here for it!!!!

bradley

The Odyssey (three + four) | @sunlightmurdock | incredible, chef's kiss, loving it so far!

Love to Lie (4 parts) | @ddejavvu| binged THE FUCK out of this the day the fourth part dropped. loved it so so much!

That Summer (epilogue) | ereardon | loved this series! loved the ending! read it all, I promise you'll love, too!

California Fornication | @ohtobeleah | big grey's girl back in the day, so this was amazing to read

Professor!Bradley | sunlightmurdock | ok it's like...I'm melted butter, a sucker for a teacher's pet moment it's so wrong and I need it asap

jake

One for the Money | @jupitercomet | this is going to be suuuuuuuper sexy; loved the cyclone cameo

do not disturb | @callsignvalley | exactly what you need to satisfy the Jake friends/enemies to lovers craving

SAND IN THE CARPET | @roosterbruiser | sickly sweet jake if you're tired of him being the womanizing asshole we all love

COLD CASH DIVINE | @seresinsweetie | ok back to womanizing asshole jake we all love...can't wait to read more of this!

Cut The Ice (prologue) | @mothdruid | figure skater AU is not something I knew I needed until today

beau

Saturday in the Park | @wkndwlff | july hit me with the most intense need for this man; must read for the cyclone girlies

rafe (outer banks)

secret relationship blurb | @jjsbank444 | yes yes yes YES (did I say yes?)

carmen (the bear)

i love you | @sunflowersteves | cute cute cute sexy cute watching the bear immediately (as soon as life slows down a bit)

steve (stranger things)

Dilf!Steve | @cherrychilli | I don't typically read steve, but there's been so much on my dash lately, and I was instantly drawn to the dynamic. incredibly good stuff over here

#mj reads: july #mj's fic recs #top gun fic recs #top gun fanfiction #top gun fanfic #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw #Rhett abbott #bob floyd #Jake seresin #jake seresin fanfic #bradley bradshaw fanfiction #bob floyd fanfiction #rhett abbott fanfiction #jake seresin fanfiction

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toomuchracket · 9 months

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d-word matty leaving secret presents on girlies desk when she's having a bad week and she's like "who are these from???" they're just little bits, her fav lip balm, a tea she likes, and a face mask.

she talks to him about it being like, "Do you know who's doing it? it's so nice and I wanna thank them!!" Of course he's not gonna tell, so he's like, "No, no idea! sorry darling!"

she eventually finds out when she gets in early one day and sees him leaving something. He doesn't spot her, though, so he thinks it's still a secret. he comes over at lunch and is like, "You get anything from your secret admirer today?" And she's like "oh you admire me, huh?"

matty gets all stuttery and apologises because he thinks she finds it weird, so to calm him, she touches his arm or something and is like "no don't apologise, I love the presents thank you, matty," and perhaps even gives him a kiss on the cheek, then walks away.

matty is just so in love he can't think straight bc she touched him?? and kissed his cheek?? maybe this little crush isn't one-sided??

STOP IT THIS IS SO CUTE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you basically wrote it all for me so i'm just going to dissect little bits if that's chill. like he so WOULD be perceptive of the little things you like and use all the time, like the tea and the lip balm and the sweets you get most excited about when anyone brings some in. and also imagining him trying to find the lip balm in the shop, especially if it's a slightly less obvious one, asking a staff member for help finding it and also being like "those sheet masks... can you recommend any good ones?", bless him. and i think you'd hope that it was actually matty leaving you the presents, but you doubted it, and your hopes were a little bit dashed when you asked him and he was like "oh idk" - when you do catch him putting a candle on your desk one morning (that you're beyond touched to notice matches the perfume you like to wear to work), you literally have to go out into the corridor and jump up and down with joy for a second lol. matty does get extremely flustered when he finds out you've clocked him as the gift-giver right as you guys are leaving the office that night, but it soon dissipates, replaced with what can only be described as gooiness as you thank him with sparkly eyes and a kiss on the cheek - the gooiness is then also replaced by giddiness, as you hold out your hand to him and say "shall we get the train home, then?" and don't let it go until you're on the platform at the station (a bold move on your part, but you like holding him), matty just so excited about the subtle confirmation that you like him as much as and in the same way he likes you <3

#mads answers asks #matty asks #fluff asks #d word matty

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therealjackdsaf · 30 days

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quite literally the best thing i've made

just Jotette @the-arcade-doctor

Italics - Jotette

Bold - Jay

Bold + Italics - Suit

- - - - Dashes -

( ( ) + Italics - Anon )

Welcome to our meeting!

- Are you into reading? -

No need for being coy!

We'll improve your uptake!

Have a friggin' cupcake! And must you bring an anon?

Time to write some poems!

Don't be scared to show 'em! The festival's days away!

You could help with baking!

- Or with banner making! -

And I'll walk home alone today...

Maybe we're friends, maybe we're more

How could they love a simple boy next door?

I'm just not the type they’re looking for…

Hey, Jay, are you doing okay?

I'm having a difficult day...

I'd say you seem pretty lonely!

(I wish I could make him grin)

(All he wants are things back the way they've been)

He’s depressed and stressed and he’s feeling blue,

So I don't want our dear Jay hanging around you!

Just Jotette, just Jotette, just Jotette, just Jotette

Just Jotette, just Jotette, just Jotette, just, just Jotette

Manga is my passion, don't you dare be bashin'!

The writing's got finesse!

Maybe you should borrow these until tomorrow

Were you looking up my dress?! (LITERALLY HOW WOULD I DO THAT YOU AREN’T-)

- Let's go read a story! -

(The writer is barely fitting in rhymes jfc)

Let's talk about me instead!

I've been learning piano!

And I sing soprano! And I can't get you out of my head!

- Can't look away, can't help but blush -

- Where did I get this overwhelming crush? -

- It's sharp as a knife and twice the rush! -

Yo!

There's something I think you should know! I've never seen Dashes so-

- Sane and chill and still kinda sweaty.. -

- And I don't mind cutting to the chase, -

- I'm in love with you and you're gorgeous face! -

That's a sentiment I can't allow-

So my darling Dashes is getting the point now!

- Just Jotette, just Jotette, just Jotette, just Jotette -

- Just Jotette, just Jotette, just Jotette, just, just Jotette -

Could you have guessed? Maybe you knew? The suit there is next

I'm deleting him too!

We don't need scythes, no, or hoodies or tees, I only need you to love me!

Hey, there's no one else in our way

So look at me and just say, right here, my dear, that you love me!

And we'll sit here 'til the end of time 'cause I've earned this and

You're finally mine!

And I'm sorry what you've had to see, but it

No longer matters, 'cause now you belong to me!

Forever! Forever! Forever! Forever!

Forever! Forever! Forever! Forever.

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delirious-comfort · 2 years

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youtube

Dear America.

It's almost time. On Saturday your dash will be filled with Eurovision galore. You'll see us bitching about ballads, because honestly who really needs another ballad!

Dutchies will bitch about their Dutch host (if it's Jan Smit, fuck that guy). I'm Dutchies.

All Europeans will inevitably make a joke about Australia being European. We make it every year. And we will continue to make it every year. Australia also always brings the actual bangers, so we do love them.

Eurovision is meant to be a non-political thing, but it's the most politics filled thing ever, neighbors voting for neighbors etc, and there's always a country who will make a bold statement when they're not supposed to and all the more power to them honestly.

Graham Norton is the best man to watch if you want to actually watch it.

Just remember. It's only one day. A couple of hours where we will post like crazy and then we'll be quiet about it for a whole year. And we all use the same hashtag. #eurovision <-- blacklist it, if you don't want to see it.

I will inevitably say at the start, "Time to see how many followers I lose today!" because I say it every year.

Anyway. Eurovision. WITH MIKA. And Laura Pausini! I mean, it's worth it just for that.

*sprinkles gay glitter everywhere*

#eurovision #eurovision 2022 #esc 2022 #i think those are the three most popular tags for it #so really if you dont wanna see it #blacklist those #or unfollow us #but whats the fun in that sheesh #anyway #Youtube

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lunarsilkscreen · 5 months

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HTML, RichText, and BB_Markup

Back in the day "RichText" or text that can be stylized like you would in Microsoft Word, or an E-Mail, wasn't often available in social media platforms.

And there's still some social media platforms who don't allow it at all.

This has multiple reasons, the processing is done in script at the browser level, and so there used to be performance reasons not to allow it. Or most of your users would experience a slow down just to view the text, why bother with it?

As browsers started getting more comfortable and fast enough to deliver HTML pages, with the markup allowed in HTML, HTML became the default. But as JavaScript grew in popularity, scope and use. HTML itself became a way for people to inject scripts directly into the page.

And instead of just, cleaning script tags and other injection vulnerabilities, websites took HTML away from users all together. This was a problem, in Part, directly influenced by the W3C {World-wide web consortium}, and big-browser (Microsoft, Netscape, and Mozilla, and later Google, Apple, and Opera) who all implemented HTML/CSS/JS differently.

Nobody knows why they did this, they just did. (Actually, there's a bunch of different reasons, but as you look deeper into the rabbit hole, the more absurd it gets.)

After that, forum and social media designers came up with *BB_Markup* I think BB means blackboard, but who knows for sure anymore.

BB was basically a shorthand HTML markup that used square-brackets instead of triangle-brackets, and at a server level, that markup got turned into *safe* HTML markup--to avoid user-level injection attacks.

We also get a bunch of other short hand that may or may not be used in certain platforms (like reddit) to this day. Wrapping text in asterisks to italicize a word, or tildes or the little wavey dash (~) which denote bolding under lining or strike through depending on what you're used to.

All sorts of things that some people who were netizens of the 90s and early-00s might still be in the habit of using.

Today, there's little reason for browsers to even allow <script> or script-referencing mark-up at that particular level anymore. Which would solve A LOT of early security issues. But they don't change it back because a lot of websites still use tricks like that, because that's what developers do.

Even though advertising still allows injection and browser-hijacking at a "user-level" just like in the olden days. Yep, if you host ads, there's a good chance you're allowing those ads to deliver malware to your users.

Looking at you YouTube and websites that say "Please stop using ad-block". They don't use them to prevent you from getting paid, they use them to stop you from injecting their device with malware.

You big dummys.

That's part of the reason why I'm an advocate of "ad-reform". Advertising companies are leveraging their ad-platforms for more than simply delivering ads.

There's a drive to put internet tools only in the hands of companies, taking net freedoms a lot of early-adopters take for granted, not like ad-block, more like not having to worry about malware being delivered to you while you're powerless to stop it.

I'm not even talking about internet surveillance, I'm talking about advertising companies delivering malware to office equipment. You know those hacks that seemingly target large databases everyday?

Paid Advertising.

Since a lot of, too many even, Internet users these days even know the basics of HTML/CSS/JS, they don't even get to see what it feels like to have the inspection tools be taken away from you so you can see how it is these websites are f* you.

I can't even [view source] on my phone anymore. *That's considered* a bigger security risk than ad-delivery hijacking *your* phone.

How much does ad delivery cost these days, and you can see, that's the price of delivering malware to the user. Not just advertising products.

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Having read your and AnnaK’s terrific Auld Lang Syne, I enthusiastically belly-flopped into the world of AEW wrestling. I started out with Best Friends matches, which are HILARIOUS and JUST MY SPEED, but today I watched my first Young Bucks match and discovered that Matt Jackson is the OLDER brother???

I have been admiring his bratty eyes and luscious locks on your dash for months and felt very confident in his status as mischievous baby, and now I go and learn this!?

World rocked, Orange punched, etc. What do I do with this information?

this is so funny—this came up a month or two ago where my beloved mutuals who look upon my wrestling posts with the amused tolerance of people attending a strange zoo were SHOCKED to hear that matt is the older one. and he's older by 4 years!!

my brain is absolutely so ravaged by unbelievable brainworms that i can't quite access the surprise. matt is very much an older brother to me--outside of the ring, he's big and bold and brassy and charges forward impetuously whereas nick is a little more cautious and reserved in untried situations and watches their back. but in the ring, it can be reversed. nick doesn't believe in "gravity" or "consequences" he has the absolute surety that his body will do exactly what he tells it to do despite the rules of physics. whereas a lot of time in the ring, matt has HIS back, and functions as their power base and assists nick as he faces god and walks backwards into hell. it all adds up to me....it all makes sense........ALSO i've watched their baby backyard matches where teen matt kindly and generously ref/emcees a match for the neighborhood kids while nick (pre-teen) uncaringly throws his rubber bones into space incredibly happily. that's siblings for you.

i think sometimes the big brother/little brother dynamic between them is harder to see now that they're adults, because nick is just a full person and partner to matt. so it's not like a thing where he's like "this is my baby brother who cannot experience harm and i must shelter and guard" it's more like "we equally throw ourselves into danger and we are the only ones we can trust and we have each other's back because we can't assume anyone else will have them, so you protect me and i'll protect you and that's how we'll make them pay" which is such a fun and complicated dynamic.

but i do get it--matt has SUCH intense bottom energy that it's easy to be like "he must be baby" but i will ALWAYS argue with fandom that you can be a bottom without being a sub, like they ARE two different things. not that people who write matt as a sub are wrong to do so but i think sometimes in GENERAL conversation it gets conflated. if that makes sense.

their book is a really really good read if you want to get into their chewy little brains. you can buy it wherever and it's also at libraries but if you dm me i will share a link (FBI DNI)

anyway, tl:dr thanks for reading AULD LANG SYNE our love letter to nicolas cage, and i'm THRILLED AND DELIGHTED to hear that you're starting to watch THE SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!! i hope you enjoy it and have an absolute blast.

#ylixia and i were literally talking yesterday about how much we wish we could get back in the headspace of falling into the fandom #just watching new matches and being awed and pleased by every new development #and not KNOWING enough to be worried about what the iwc thinks about anything #sometimes being an ignorant baby deer is BETTER #wrestling #asks #auld lang syne

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blackwolfflame · 1 year

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Sick Day Ep 3: Alex x D.T

Last part! Ft. Grumpy Alex using xe/xem(cause I should really mix up what pronouns I use with him)

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As soon as D.T entered the kitchen, he knew something was wrong with Alex. Xe was standing at the counter, pouring SALT into xer morning coffee. D.T walked over. "Pup, can I have that?" Alex seemed confused. "The..... sugar? Sure, don't know why you'd want it." D.T studied the shaker as Alex handed. Alex had very poor eyesight when xe didn't have xer glasses on, so D.T had custom labels for everything. The label's typing was raised, so Alex could just trace the letters to figure out what the contents were. Dash and Bash like to swap the labels around every so often to mess with their father, but they hadn't done that. The label still read 'salt', in large, bold letters. "Are you feeling well?" D.T asked. "Why wouldn't I be?" "Alex." Alex look at xer husband. "Yes?" D.T sighed. "This isn't sugar. It's salt." Alex grumbled to xemself, pouring the salted coffee down the drain. "Doesn't matter. I'll have coffee when I get to work." Alex grabbed xer crutch and started to get ready to go to Steamworks. "You're not well, aren't you?" D.T had picked up on Alex's behaviours after nine years of marriage. When Alex was sick, xe would become avoidant of people xe knew cared about xem, as xe knew that if xe was around them, xe would accidentally reveal xe wasn't feeling well and would get coddled for the rest of the day. "I'm fine D.T. You should get ready for work too." Alex grumbled, grabbing xer bag. D.T intercepted xem before xem got to the door. "You're staying home today."

It took nearly an hour for D.T to get Alex to rest. Xe fought him every step of the way, and even now, while sitting on the couch, Alex was giving D.T a death glare every time he passed. At least xe wasn't trying to sneak away, like xe did six or seven times prior. This time, when D.T walked towards the couch, Alex was missing. D.T cursed himself for not paying attention and went to go look for Alex.

Alex hadn't left the house. Xe was in a spare room that xe had taken as xer rec-room. Well, it wasn't really a rec-room. It was a sensory room, but calling it that would cause confusion, so Alex just called it xer rec-room. Alex was sitting, wrapped up in a cotton blanket and chewing on a peice of chewable jewelry. It was a necklace with silicone beads and a large silicone fox pendant. Alex kept this one in the freezer of the mini fridge, which xe used to chill water while xe was in there. The cold chew felt nice in xer mouth. Being sick stressed Alex out. It wasn't that fact xe was sick, it was the fact xe couldn't do much. Alex had to stay home and rest. Xe felt like a burden when xe had to rest. A relationship has a balance between give and take and while Alex was sick, xe couldn't help around the house, interrupting the balance. Alex hated when things got interrupted. So, here xe was. In xer sensory room, trying to make xemself feel better about staying home to rest.

D.T sighed, shutting the door to the master bedroom. He couldn't find Alex anywhere. He glanced at the last room, Alex's rec-room. The light was on inside, so that was his best bet. D.T opened the door to the rec-room and there was Alex. Xe was asleep on the floor, wearing a necklace made out of silicone beads and a large fox pendant, which was hanging out of Alex's mouth. D.T smiled, sat down next to Alex and place xer head on his lap.

At least D.T knew how to get Alex from trying to work while sick now.

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@jammyjams1910

@just-a-douglas-simp-existing

This is the end of the Sick Day tri-shot.

#ttte #family of enchantment au #ttte human au #ttte humanisation #ttte disel 10 #💙Alex💙#🧡SteamDiesel💙

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0perfectimperfections0 · 2 years

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Early

The sun had climbed past the horizon an hour ago. At this point, the dolls who owned stores were busying themselves with the first waves of customers.

But not every doll got up early enough to greet the sun as it rose. And that was fine. Honestly, there was no problem in holding onto a few extra hours of the night.

Especially when you're still the most perfect doll in the town and everyone is beginning to realize that...well, when training dolls is not a priority on the weekends...you just give in to that desire to not get up at all.

To be honest, the only reason Lou forced himself at the break of dawn during the week was because he had to train the dolls.

But on Saturday morning, he didn't have to lift a finger. Not yet, anyhow.

Which didn't slide by the most hyper doll in town. Lou already knew who the hurried footsteps belonged to and the swinging of his bedroom door. He simply chose to ignore it.

Moxy surprised him by jumping on the bed, landing on his stomach. "Gah! Moxy what the heck?" He groaned.

"It's morning, sleepy head! Time to start the day!" She bounced excitedly, throwing the blanket off his legs.

"It's Saturday," Lou whined and rolled over on his side.

"And? There's so much to do today!"

"Can't we do it all tomorrow?" He mumbled into the pillow.

She laughed, "No, silly! I've got different plans for tomorrow. Now come on!" She yanked the blanket off entirely and pulled his legs toward the edge of the bed. "First we can get some breakfast. I know you love those blueberry muffins that Wage makes. And then we can go watch the boat race! And then we can--"

"Moxy, it's not even nine in the morning yet," Lou groaned, face planted into the bed as she dragged him off.

"Oh, come on, you get up way earlier than this during the week."

"Yeah, because I have a job to do. I don't train on weekends. This is my sleep time. Now go away." He gently kicked to try and get her to let loose of his ankles. She didn't budge.

"Well fix your schedule cause this is now designated bonding time!" Moxy yanked again on his ankles and managed to pull him off the bed. The blanket he was clinging to fell with him.

He grunted when he hit the floor but still made no effort to get up from where he was now half-wrapped in the blanket. "I don't like people this early in the morning."

She rolled her eyes. He was just being dramatic again. Grinning, she slowly crept closer and went for his sides. Lou instantly reacted in a fit of giggles that grew to all out laughter. He wreathed in the blanket he was tangled in. "M-Moxy stop!" He could barely get out.

"Not until you get up," she sang.

"Okay! Alright!" He gasped out and Moxy pulled back a little for him to breathe. "I'm up, geez." He stood to his feet, kicking the blanket away and fixing his pajamas. Lou watched her from the corner of his eye and quickly darted over the bed and toward the living room.

"Lou!" Moxy laughed and ran after him.

"I'm not being social today!" He held onto the kitchen island, Moxy standing on the other side.

She gave an exasperated sigh, "You talk to people every day--"

"Exactly! It gets exhausting after a while."

The two of them made short motions to dart around the Island, neither committing. In a fit of giggles, Lou decided to be bold and make another run for it. The pink doll was quick to shoot after him.

"It'll only be a few hours!"

"Liar! You said the whole day!"

"Same thing!"

"Is not!" Moxy laughed and managed to corner him in his bedroom. "Nowhere to go, Lou."

He was panting at this point, "In a way, that's exactly what I was trying to accomplish."

"Oh my gosh," she quickly caught him by the arm before he could dash again. "It'll be fun!"

He dropped to the floor dramatically, letting his form go slack. Moxy was pulled back suddenly at the change of weight. "Why can't we just stay here?" He whined.

"Because that's boring!"

"No it's not," Lou poked out his bottom lip in a pout, looking up at her. "We could...watch a movie," he fished for ideas, "or...bake something--oh! We could make a...what do you call those things. The--the pillow-thingies...um--"

"A pillow fort?"

"Yeah! A pillow fork!"

"Fort," she corrected with a smile.

"Whatever," he wrinkled his nose.

Moxy contemplated it for a second. She relented and let go of his arm, "Fine, we'll just hang out here for the day."

"Really?" Lou perked up at her. She nodded and no sooner found herself being dragged by Lou toward the living room, "Yay! C'mon, I got a list now of everything we can do!"

Moxy grinned at his new enthusiasm, "Oh how the tables turn."

#uglydolls #lou #fanfiction #writing #moxy #short story

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