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coworker from hell is back from his week of residency. he's currently playing music on his laptop and not engaging in conversation about work (or anything else). i did not miss him. i wanna be on my couch crocheting this super cool hexagon granny square cardigan i'm working on.
#this cardigan is gonna look so cool#i'm just a little worried about the color combo still#once i'm done with it i'll have to start a crochet blog to post my plushies and other stuff
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Apple of my Eye (Obsessed!Wally Darling x Short!Reader) Pt. 2
Heyyy 😊 So I'm really glad a lot of you seem to like what I'm doing here. You're all very kind ❤️
I woke up feeling pretty good today so I figured I'd be at least a little productive and write another part ✨️ How long should this be?? I'm totally down to make this a long fic if ya'll would like that. I would still write oneshots and headcannons in between chapters of course 🤗
Idk, lemme know
!!!(TW: obsessive behaviors, eye imagery, slight blood/injury, mention of a kn*fe)!!!
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Wally spent that evening thinking of nothing but you.
Your smile, your eyes, your laugh...
It was like his world finally had color again. He imagined the date vividly...bringing you flowers when he arrived at your door, showing you around town while you held his arm, picking a nice grassy spot in the shade for your picnic.
Would you dress up just for him? Would he hear your charming laugh when he made jokes? Could he...kiss you?
Wally covered his blushing face at the idea, and Home rolled their eyes, creaking mockingly.
Wally sat up from where he was laying across his chair.
"You don't understand, Home! (Y/n) is...they're so..."
He tried to describe you, but could only manage a happy, dreamy sigh. Suddenly, he heard a record player start up.
A love song.
"HOME!!" Wally exclaimed, his face now entirely red. Home knocked quietly, almost like a sly snicker. Wally sighed again.
"Oh, but...I could just imagine asking them to dance with me to a song like this. Wouldn't they look divine? ...Home, what on earth is wrong with me?"
The music stopped, and Home creaked.
"Lovesick? What are you talking about? I'm not sick, I feel fit as a fritter!"
Home's eyes rolled yet again, and the front door swung open with a squeak.
"You're right. Frank can explain it to me, I'm sure. He's very smart!"
With that, Wally set out towards Frank's house.
Meanwhile, you were in your own house, fussing over your clothing options. Clothes were strewn across your otherwise tidy bedroom as you dug through your closet and rejected nearly every article of clothing you owned.
But then, hanging at the very back, you spotted the miracle you were hoping for!
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(Option 1: a multicolored striped blazer and pants combo with a white dress shirt underneath and some red sneakers to keep it from being TOO dressy!)
(Option 2: a white, knee-length dress with multicolored polka-dots and a pair of red ballet flats. and for a cute little accessory, some red apple earrings!)
(...orrrrr any combo of the two! Up to you! Doesn't really matter, I just wanted to give some visuals here. Reminder: ya dress like a cartoon character because ya ARE one!)
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Oh, it was perfect! You'd been saving this outfit for a special occasion, and if a date wasn't the perfect situation, you didn't know what was!
You carefully hung it up for tomorrow, then made your way to the kitchen to pack the picnic basket.
As you sliced up an apple, you couldn't help but think about Wally. You'd only just met him that morning, and yet you already had a massive crush on the guy.
But who could blame you? There was just something so charming about him. And strangely suave, too. He seemed like the type of guy to bring you flowers and kiss your hand...a gentleman.
"Ow! Oh dear.."
Maybe cutting an apple wasn't the best time to be daydreaming...
"Tsk..."
You sighed, setting the knife down to go grab a bandage for the small cut on your finger.
But suddenly, there was a panicked knock on your door.
"Who in the world..?"
You settled for wrapping your finger in a tissue, and went to answer the door.
Wally stood, wide-eyed, on your stoop. He seemed worried.
"(Y-Y/n) I was walking by and heard you yelp!"
Your face felt a little hot. You didn't realize you'd been so loud...
"Oh, I'm sorry to worry you but I'm alright. I was slicing an apple for our picnic and...well...I suppose my mind was somewhere else. And silly me, I cut my finger a little..."
Wally's eyes shifted past you and looked at the knife on the counter, and his pupils grew and shrank again in a matter of just a second. You barely noticed.
"Thank goodness, I thought something terrible had happened. I don't know what I'd do if-...ah, would you like me to help you? I have bandages at Home.."
You were about to decline, when you realized something. You didn't have any of that stuff! You'd only just moved, after all.
So, you had to agree and let Wally lead you to his house.
Home's eyes fixed on you when they spotted you approaching with Wally. The door opened, but the squeak it made sounded like a question.
"(Y/n) is coming in for a moment so I can tend to the cut on their finger, if that's alright"
Home said nothing else, but the door remained open, so Wally nodded and brought you inside.
He had you sit on the couch while he retrieved a box of bandages and a cotton ball soaked in something that smelled like a hospital.
Carefully, he removed and threw away the tissue you'd wrapped around it, and looked it over. A tiny drop of blood trickled out and you winced, feeling like a little kid with a scraped knee again.
But Wally just smiled and brought your hand to his lips, gently licking away the drop as he gazed up at you lovingly. His pupils grew just a little, and you felt as if you would combust at any moment.
Wally chuckled and cleaned the cut with the cotton ball before wrapping a blue bandage around your finger and giving it a kiss.
"You've turned red, (y/n). Feeling alright~?"
"I-I don't...w-why did you...?"
He laughed.
"You're so silly, (y/n). It had to be wiped away, what was I supposed to do?"
You couldn't answer him. Your face was entirely too flushed and any nervous jumble of words your brain could think up just wouldn't come out no matter how hard you tried.
"Hey, I know! I'll sign your bandage. People do that with casts, I think! Barnaby says it helps the person feel better faster"
Suddenly, he was back to normal. Acting just as he did when you first met him.
Wally left the room for a moment and returned with a red crayon. He took your hand and gently wrote his name and a smiley face on the bandage before helping you up from the couch. He smiled at you.
"How's that? Does it feel better?"
"M-Much better. Thank you, Wally.."
You excused yourself so you could continue to get ready for tomorrow, and left, waving to Home as you went.
You shut the door to your own house and slid down it, finally being able to breathe and think.
What WAS that?! He licked your cut! Why?!
After a few deep breaths, you collected yourself and stood up, returning to the kitchen. You went to pick the knife back up, only to realize the blade had snapped off of the handle and was in several pieces...
"How did that happen..?" you wondered aloud. For some reason, looking at it gave you a nervous feeling in the pit of your stomach and you hastily threw it away.
As you did, you glanced at the bandage on your finger again. You weren't sure where the thought came from, but his name written on it almost felt like a claim over you more than a nice gesture.
And...why were you strangely okay with that...?
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Too much? 😅 That was a little intense, I know. But I promised yandere, and I keep my promises. Of course it's never gonna be a downright lemon 🍋 🚫 but who says it cant be just a liiiiiittle spicy? Just a dash of pepper, am I right?
Anyways, hope this was good 😊 more to come!
#wally darling#welcome home#welcome home fanfic#yandere welcome home#yandere wally darling#wally darling fanfic#obsessive wally darling#wally darling x reader#wally x reader#wally darling x you
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Someone sent me an ask while I was on my hiatus about how to make recolors. It was so long ago they probably figured it out by now; but I figured I'd show how I do it anyway.
I'm making this in a extremely simple way with steps some people would think were obvious, so for those people that might get just a little annoying, but I wanted it to be as accessible as possible.
It's very helpful if you already know photo editing.
Bed recolor (not pattern) tutorial under cut
Warning: LONG AS HELL
To start, you need Sims 4 Studio and Krita
Open Studio
We're making a bed so click on "Object", standalone recolor should be automatically selected.
You'll be greeted with a list of every object you have in the game. Yikes! Good thing we can just search the kind of object we want. So we type in "bed"
Click on your preferred object, which will then be highlighted, and click "next"
You'll then get a "save document" pop up. Type whatever you want it to be called and save it in your Mods folder, preferably a subfolder (folder in folder)
Click "Save"
We have our bed! But now there's even more options, that's a little overwhelming! So how do we really start?
At the top there is all the swatches of the bed that are already in the game. We don't need all those so just selected all your undesired ones and click "Remove Swatch".
Then, with the swatch you want to change, (maybe pick one that is as close to the colors you want as possible. Like light or dark frame.) Click "Export"
You also probably notice what we're saving looks pretty weird... That's because all the sides of the bed are being spread flat. It's like 3D folding:
Anyway!
More file saving! This time we are saving a png (this is important, make sure png is chosen in "save as type" at the bottom)
For now, save it to where ever is easiest to get to. If you start to do this regularly you will probably want to get more organized.
Anyway, name it whatever, though preferably (dang I'm using that word a lot) something simple if you need to just search for it real quick.
Open Krita.
Dun, dun, dun! We're really in it now! Go up to "file" at the top and select "open" here just find your png and open it.
Well I don't want to change the color of ALL of the pieces! Let's start with the sheets (the white square). Go to the side and click the "rectangular selection tool"
Carefully (you can zoom in with scroll to get a closer look) drag the tool around the sheets and hit ctrl+X, this cuts the shape out of the rest of it. It disappeared! Don't worry just press ctrl+V. This pastes it back to the project.
Now it has its own layer separate from everything else.
Deselect it real quick (mostly just cuz right now)
Now to actually recolor it. Finally! With the correct layer selected (THIS IS IMPORTANT) go up to filter-adjust-color balance
This give you a pop up of primary color sliders.
You have three for different shades of the picture. Since there's quite a bit of shading in our sheets we'll need to use at least the bottom and middle options.
Fuck around. No really. I mean it helps (like a lot) if you know how certain colors mix. But really just start sliding! See what happens! Eventually you'll figure out what combo makes a pink-purple vs a blue-purple etc.
Ok, so we've fucked around and now our sheets are a gold-tan. Click "OK"
Well, that colors a little light for what I want. So we go back up to filter-adjust and click "Burn"
More sliders!
Fuck around!
Note: To get the PERFECT shading you're gonna need to go back and forth sliding different options. Like Burn-Midtones, then go Dodge-Highlights etc. it effects different areas like the color sliders do.
Well that color's pretty dull... Good thing we have cross channel adjustment curves (what a mouthful...)
Pulling the curve up from the middle makes the color more vibrant! This is especially helpful after going back and forth form Burn and Dodge which can REALLY dull the color.
We've made our changes! So go up to the top and file-save. Make sure it's still a png!!
Go back to Studio
To FINALLY change our object we click "Import" and select the image we just changed.
It's not to my standards, but it's good I can go back and edit what I already have and just save it again! And do this many, many, many times...
That's recoloring! Maybe I'll do a pattern tutorial idk...
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these prompts are so fucking funny and I absolutely MUST know your answers to the following for any of the Core Four (or if another character speaks to you, go for it)....... 13, 16, 22, 24, 29, 34 and 38
@sparrowmoth THANK YOU SPARROW <33 THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN. i threw some twst in the mix for spice, but its mostly various combos of the rotten ot4. i, uh. wrote a bunch of little drabbles. bon apetit
13. Who would smoke weed in a confessionary?
"I mean, does she have a rule against it?" Ruggie asks, wiggling his fingers. His hair is mussed-- artfully, though Riddle is loathe to admit it-- and his clothes are rumpled. Likely from the manhandling Riddle gave him as he dragged him outside by the wrist a few minutes ago. Ruggie's chin is balanced on his palm, elbow leaning on his bent knees, looking for all purposes like the patron saint of not-giving-a-damn.
"Well--" Riddle puffs his chest out, before deflating in defeat. "No. Not that specifically. But--! You got thrown out of a church!"
Ruggie tips his face towards the sky, squinting in thought. His legs are splayed over the church steps, and the stained glass behind him is bathing him all kinds of colors. It's beautiful; it makes him understand the artists of yore, trying to capture their muse. Riddle hates it with a passion.
"Worth it."
"You are such a bad influence!" Riddle cries. "I mean-- drugs! Illicit substances! In a place of worship!"
"I'm s'possed to confess my crimes, right? What better way than by showin' him exactly what I've been doing?"
Riddle shoves at his shoulder. "You're the worst!"
"Yeah, but Queenie," he sways into Riddle's space, filling the air in front of Riddle's face with warmth, with the smell of him. "Which one of us is out here with me?"
Riddle smacks the back of his head. Ruggie just laughs.
16. Who would be best at drag?
Jay poses dramatically in the mirror, the eyeliner and glitter covering his eyes anything but tasteful. He buries a hand in his hair, fluffing the ends up, pursing his lips in a mockery of coyness.
Behind him, Mal cackles like a hyena. Evie is surveying her work with a critical eye, sweeping him over. Stepping closer to him, she grips him by the straps of his remarkably stupidly short dress. When he's standing still enough for her tastes, she sweeps a necklace from her pocket, glittering silver.
It's cold around his neck. He turns to survey himself again, eyeing the way it brings out the warm tones in his skin. "Oh, yeah," he says, cocking a hip. "I look hot!"
Mal buries her face in her pillow to muffle the hysterical screams of mirth she's giving out. But what does she know, anyway?
22. Who lets the intrusive thoughts win constantly?
Evie eyes herself critically in the pitifully small screen of her phone. She has the camera on, pointed at herself, squinting past pixels and smudges to get a good look at her appearance. She curses herself for forgetting her compact; she's in the trenches at this very fancy, very Auradon party without it.
Well, she needs to reapply her lipstick, that much is obvious. And she should probably excuse herself to the little girl's room to re-do her hair. It's starting to look a little... frizzy. And oh, God, is that a pimple--?!
Carlos shouts, with the kind of rage that levels happy little kingdoms like Auradon, "Oh my God, you did not just drop your fucking pickle into my drink!"
Mal laces her hands behind her head, smirking in self-satisfaction. "Well, you said you didn't want to eat it."
"I don't want to drink it either, you little shit--"
"I can always feed it to you like a baby bird?"
Carlos stands, grabs his water glass, and dumps it over Mal's head. She gasps, her perfectly curled and style hair plastered to her skin. Her eyes are flaring, but she's stifling laughter, even as she launches herself over the table with a shout of, "De Vil--!"
Evie sighs into her hands. Well, at least she's not worried about how she looks, anymore.
24. Who goes to a haunted place only to start yelling at the ghosts to try to challenge them?
"Come on out, little ghosties!" Mal shouts. Jay presses a palm over her mouth, trying and failing to quiet her. She merely grips his palm and yanks it away from her face. "The big, mean, evil faerie is here! Come and get me! I'm not scared of you! My mom's the mistress of all evil, bitches! You're nothing!"
"Big?" Jay asks, raising an eyebrow.
Mal whirls on him, jabbing a finger to his chest. "Say that again, and I'll turn you into a ghost."
He holds up his hands in surrender, but his grin gives up the game. "Girl, you like me way too much for that."
"Girl?"
"What, you want me to call you pet names in front of the ghosties? What would you prefer? Baby? Sweetheart?" He slowly wraps his arms around her middle, nosing against her cheek as she hisses putridly at him. "Honey-bunches? Schnookums?"
She guffaws, shoving his face away with her hand. "You're gonna wish you were a ghost by the time I'm done with you, asshole!" She squirms, but he holds steady. When a ghost-- an actor in a morphsuit, as far as he can tell-- jerks out at them, she jumps about a foot in the air with a two-toned, piercing shriek.
She calms, cheeks blazing pink as she stares at the actor in embarrassment. As if it's, like, cringe of her to fall for the whole game of a haunted house?
"Come on, miss evil-faeirie, let's not get thrown out of the haunted house, yeah?"
She snarls at him again, but holds his hand all the way to the end.
29. Who gets arrested the quickest?
Worth it, Evie mouths. She's visible through the window of the cop car, cheek spattered with a splash of dark blood. She looks utterly at home, sighing in lazy contentment. Then, with a start, she sits up, opening the door.
"Puppy? Take my bag, will you?" She says, handing him her blue, sequined purse. He takes it, nearly pitching forward from the sheer unexpected weight. He let's out a loud, annoyed groan, hefting it up. It clinks audibly.
"How many knives?"
"In there? Oh, honey, too many to count."
The cop comes around the corner, slamming the door shut. Evie laughs into her palm, eyes little half-moon circles of mirth. He says, "I don't want to see you again, Grimhilde."
Sickly sweet, Evie drawls, "Of course not, officer."
34. Who’s been accused of murder?
The lunch table goes deathly quiet. Jay meets Evie's eyes first, then Carlos', then Mal's. As one, they turn to face Chad Charming. He's holding his lunch tray defiantly, sticking his chin out with an arrogant swagger.
"Dude. You realize nobody can die on the Isle, right?"
Chad balks at them. "Really? Oh, thank God. So you haven't killed anyone! I was starting to get worried."
"What?" Evie says. "Worried?"
Mal says, "Do you really think a bunch of Villain Kid's wouldn't take advantage of the fact that corpses don't last?"
Chad's starting to go chalky white.
Evie balances her chin on her hand, sighing wistfully. "I miss being able to get kill the creepy men. It was cathartic, you know?"
"One time I threw Harry into the sea," Carlos adds, tapping away at his phone.
Chad's eyes are shuttered with open fear. Swallowing visibly, he manages, "But not you, Jay?"
He raises an eyebrow. "Why do you think Carlos threw Harry into the sea?"
38. Who accidentally ate 400mg worth of edibles?
"I'm fine," Carlos slurs, sinking into the couch. It's a considerable feat, considering that, before, he'd been sunk so far into it that you could barely see him. He's dressed in one of Jay's sweatshirts, hood pulled up over his head and drawstring tight. His cheeks are flushed and his pupils are blown wide, and he keeps blinking, slowly, and then startling up.
"Yeah, I'm gonna be honest, you really don't seem fine." Mal replies. "Why does it smell like weed? Is that why you're like this?"
"Did you know," Carlos says sharply, with the kind of abrupt cadence of someone deeply inconvenienced, "that cannabis can be cooked into baked goods?"
"Uh oh, you're being a smartass." She presses the back of her hand to his forehead, and he whines. "Very ominous. Never a good sign."
"Shut the fuck up," he mutters, yanking the nearest blanket over his head.
Mal leans over the back of the couch, pitching herself forward. The couch digs into her stomach, her feet hovering off the ground as her face lands in the mess of blankets and pillows on the couch. It's almost nestlike, honestly. She pulls herself up onto her elbows, legs dangling free.
"Did the puppy eat too many pot brownies?" She cooes, reaching out to tap condescendingly at where she thinks his cheek is. He snarls wordlessly. She snorts. "Stay here. I'll get your dumbass some water and food. It'll sober you up."
As she turns toward the kitchen, so weakly she can barely hear it, there's a soft hiss of, "Thanks."
#i think sometimes i need to get just contextless banter and shenanigans out of my system so they dont bleed into my melodramatic novels#so thank you for this#descendants#twisted wonderland#riddleruggie#rotten ot4#carvie#marlos#jal#jayvie#my writing*
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Oooo if you’re open to helping us shop please help me find my wedding dress (big ask)? I feel like I’ve tried on every dress in London and am about to give up! I’m not tied to it being white (blue? metallic?) I just want it to feel special enough that I don’t look like my own guest, but not a full meringue moment because there’s only going to be 15 people total. Vibe is casual Saturday afternoon picnic in the park and drinks at our local afterwards, my budget is £2k!
Sorry I should have added that I’m super short so midis tend to fit better, maxi not really my vibe and I’m worried it might feel too formal for the picnic!
Oh my god this is my dream task. First off - congratulations! Sounds like it's going to be a beautiful wedding. Okay so I've got a few thoughts first before we dive in: (1) You can get anything shortened - I'm also relatively short (well, actually I have long torso and short legs, but works out the same) so 90% of my bottoms are tailored. And what better time to invest in some good tailoring than your wedding! Assuming the dress isn't beaded / heavy on appliques, it's usually<£30 to have something shortened, and it's the same price to have something taken up half an inch vs taken up a foot, to make a maxi tea length. So I'm going to recommend a few things that are longer but know that I always mean you should have them shortened if you want. (2) Have you thought about a veil? I just think it's the easiest, most obvious way to say 'Wedding!' but still keep things cool. Personally I love a birdcage moment but I'm also partial to a short veil, particularly if you get something meaningful embroidered on it (this one is fully customizable and I love the look of the phrase running down the side).
Okay now that we've done that, some thoughts: Rixo makes cute, special but low key dresses. For a city wedding feel, I love the shorter ones (60s vibes! This CAPE) but there's loads of cute options (remember, you can have the longer ones taken up!). They're also v affordable which is always nice.
On the less classically bridal end of the spectrum, we have La Double J who go big on color and pattern. Again, I'd consider adding a veil (maybe in a fun color?!) to feel more bridal. I'm not sure your body shape but this top and skirt combo! With a pale blue veil?! Come on. They also do have more classic bridal pieces as well. There's also Zimmerman - flirty and flouncy, their dresses have pure romantic vibes. Something like this could definitely read bridal (+ a birdcage viel and a little shrug maybe?). If you're not put off by black (again, veil and accessories can help) then this is to die for and super re-wearable. Or embrace the chill vibes and go yellow! They have loads of great options.
I'm sure you already know this but just in case: Reformation does bridal. Like their normal dresses, the options skew towards people with model proportions but they've got some gorgeous ones - love this minimal take. I'd also recommend Wolf & Badger again. Do you want to be a hot and cool minimalist? A sea foam mermaid? (I'd personally have the slits closed a bit and the whole thing taken up but that's me). A ball of spring flowers? The Badge has you covered.
And then of course, a net a porter troll. Are you a disco queen? The most elegant woman alive? (Prob not best for the park, but def could work for a pub). A garden fairy? A jumpsuit (!) babe? A queen of less is more? (maybe with tulle gloves!) A column queen? (I'd style with blue shoes that match, I have this pair from Ferragamo that I love).
Again for lots of these I think accessories are key. You add a veil, a glove (consider short too!), a white shoe and all the sudden, bang it's clearly bridal. I hope some of that is helpful, and good luck!
(okay also you did not ask about this but just a thought: you can get really beautiful, affordable, old embroidered white table clothes fairly easily online and at antique shops. How gorgeous would your wedding picnic be on all white 'blankets'? Maybe with something waterproof underneath because, London).
#this was so fun thanks babe#if you have any further revisions or thoughts happy to refine and keep searching!!#we're gonna need a tag for this huh#personal shopping#s shops#wedding#correspondence
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Happy World Building Wednesday!
We're approaching that time, so does your work have any kind of solstice festival? Or New Year's festival? What are the traditions?
Hi TC! Thanks for the ask! This is actually a really good question!!
So, in the world of ATQH, there are a few different festivals that take place every year. The ones that I mention in the story are:
Midsummer / Summer Solstice (relatively similar to Midsummer in the real world), which happens on a date equivalent to June 21st.
Harvest Festival (somewhat analogous to "OctoberFest"if your location has such a thing. But also has some elements of Halloween and Thanksgiving mixed in.) which happens on a date equivalent to October 31st.
Winter Solstice (somewhat equivalent to a combo Christmas and New Year's, but doesn't have religious origins), which happens on a date equivalent to December 21st.
Midwinter, which happens on a date equivalent to February 21st.
I'll talk about the traditions for each under the cut, since I worry this is going to get rather long. (I'm focusing on Anvia and Anvia's traditions and celebrations, since that is where the story takes place, and if I were to talk about traditions and holidays in Oraine and Oryn, we'd be here til next year.)
Midsummer / Summer Solstice
Most commonly referred to as just "Midsummer", this is generally a very cheerful and happy festival, held to celebrate the longest day of the year. The celebration involves feasting and dancing. Small towns or villages will have one massive town feast where they put tables outside and everyone is invited. Larger towns will have more concentrated or divided celebrations, kind of like block parties, I guess. In rural areas, it's traditional to light a bonfire when it gets dark out. Music and dancing is a huge part of the tradition, and there's usually nonstop music from the time the party starts until it's end.
Floral decorations are very common, as well as bright and colorful fabrics. It's common to see houses with colorful ribbons hanging from their eaves, or wrapped around fences. It's generally considered a bad idea to wear dark and dour clothing to a Midsummer celebration, since it is a celebration of life and growth. Colors like yellow, green, as well as floral colors like light pinks, purples, or blues are most common.
At the Palace, there's always a ball held on Midsummer, with a feast held before it. The general air is a bit more formal, as it always is when royalty and nobles are involved, but the air of joy and celebration remains.
Harvest Festival
Harvest festival happens at the very end of the harvest season, once every crop has been harvested. It is also celebrated with a feast, with every farmer in a village donating a portion of their harvest to the meal. Ale is also a common part of the celebration, as well as perhaps wine among the more "upper class" folks. Less dancing for the common folk for this one, and more of just a celebration of being together. (Though dancing is still likely to happen.) A person is liable to have at least one drunk relative crashing at your place by the end of the day, which can be good or bad, depending on the relative.
It's a celebration of being thankful that the harvest has been successful, and marks the end of the harvest season and the beginning of preparations for winter. Decorations include taking down your scarecrows and dressing them up in silly clothing, as well as using excess produce you are unable to preserve as decorations. (Some things like gourds, pumpkins, etc. will be carved for decorations.) Extra animals that might not survive the winter or would be too expensive to feed are killed and prepared as food for the feast. The idea is that as little should go to waste as possible. If it cannot be saved or preserved for winter, then it will be used for for the harvest festival in some way.
Every year, the Palace holds a masquerade ball for the Harvest festival. The exact origins of the reasoning for the masquerade are uncertain, but this tradition has been ongoing for at least a century at this point, and it's a beloved tradition.
Winter Solstice
Winter solstice takes place near the end of the year, on the shortest day of the year, and is somewhat of a combination between Christmas and New Years in our world, I suppose. It is traditional to exchange gifts with loved ones on the Solstice. It is also traditional to light candles as the sun begins to set, and at the end of the night, around midnight, each person blows out their candle and makes a wish.
It's a celebration of looking back at the year, reflecting on what has happened, and having hopes for the future. It's also general a more cozy and relaxed holiday, in comparison to the potentially raucous or overwhelming celebrations of Midsummer or Harvest.
Aside from the candles, traditional decorations include winter-growing plants. Another tradition is the making and eating of Solstice Cookies, which come in many shapes, and are usually elaborately decorated. (However one of the most common shapes is that of a stylized sun.)
Midwinter
Midwinter happens early in the new year, at the point when the worst of winter is supposed to have passed. It's a celebration of having made it through the worst of it, and that spring will soon be here. (Its origins are among farmers, relieved to have had enough stores for the winter, and that their animals have survived, etc.) It's one of the smaller celebrations of the bunch, with the least defined traditions. But it's generally a very happy and positive celebration.
While each individual family might celebrate it in their own way, the Palace traditionally holds a ball on Midwinter. In rural areas, people might pull out the best of the food they have, or splurge and bake a cake or other fancy dessert.
(Side note: While Midwinter isn't a very defined holiday in terms of traditions, it's probably the most important one in my story, seeing as it's the night that Lavinia attacks Fallon...)
#tc-doherty#morrigan replies#wbw#wbw asks#worldbuilding wednesday#worldbuilding#wip: atqh#atqh: worldbuilding
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tragic backstory (tm) au) there's a betting pool as to who jaune will date first. it would be utterly wrong of nora to rig such a thing if she found out
welp time to trick the others into harem girl outfits and see if she can't break her fearless leader's iron will
Bet Fool
They say money is the root of all evil. It creates a false sense of superiority when it is in great supply, and makes one an invalid when it's gone. Perhaps that is why so many flock to gambling? The thrill of teetering between standing among gods or sleeping on a street corner. For there is always a part of us who enjoys the fear of the unknown.
Cardin: Thirty on Red!
Neptune: Thirty on Black!
Sun: Dude?! Thirty on White!
Neptune: Bro?!
Sun: You started it!
Coco: Fifty on Yellow!
Velvet: Coco?!
Coco: What? Mama needs new shoes, and we all know how bad she wants her dragon slain.
???: A hundred on pink! (Everyone quiets, Everyone stares at him) What? Like I'm the only one?
Neo, dolled up in her favorite bookie disguise, sat behind the desk in the Beacon basement. Now long abandoned since the transference of Cinder's maiden powers, it had become her own little hideout. A home away from home, if you will. Today's fun activity was the Jaune Arc dating pool.
Behind Neo was a large board. Colored circles lined with probabilities of their win. Red was, obviously, Red, and popular among Beacon students familiar with the two team leader's dynamics. White was the princess. Black was the cat girl. Yellow was the big-boobed, blonde, bimbo, bombshell who Neo laid the smack down on, and the most popular in recent weeks.
Neo would hold the money for one week, and if the heroic knight managed to take a girl on a date that week, she'd pay out to the lucky winners, and made the losers pay out. By force, if necessary.
What happens between is no business of hers.
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Jaune: And, uh, that concludes today's meeting. Are there any questions? (Waits a few seconds) Alright, uh, meeting adjourned! (Leaders disperse, Ruby walks up to him) How'd I do?
Ruby: Well, you said "uh" about twenty times in a minute, so you didn't win any confidence points there.
Jaune: (Sighs) Anything good?
Ruby: Uh, you're less sweaty than last time? (Jaune slumps) Hey, you'll get it. At least you're a great team leader with your team.
Jaune: What about your team?
Ruby: Oh, my team listens to me!
Jaune: No, I mean, what about your team listening to me?
Ruby: Oh, uh, well, Weiss isn't as mean, I guess?
Jaune: (Sighs) I'm really nervous about this whole super team we have right now. I mean, we don't even have a team name yet! And I still need to go over team combos, and birthdays coming up, and, and-
Ruby: Jaune! Deep. Breath. Deep. Breath.
Jaune: (Exhales) Thanks, Ruby. I'm just... I'm worried about our team excursion as... well, Super Team JMNPERRWBEY.
Ruby: "Jumper Ruby"? (Laughs) That's terrible!
Jaune: (Chuckles) I know, but... It's the best I've got.
Ruby: No, it's not. (Touches his arm) You're the best you've got.
Jaune: (Softly smiles) Ruby...
Ruby: (Softly smiles) Jaune... (THUNK!) Huh?
Cardin: Shit! Uh, don't mind me! I'm just, uh, cleaning under the table!
Jaune: Uh huh, sure... I'm gonna head back to the room. You coming, Ruby?
Ruby: I'll meet you up there. I need to take care of something first.
Jaune: Alright, I'll see you there. (Walks out)
Ruby: ...Cardin?
Cardin: (Gulps)
Ruby: Ten...
Cardin: Uh...
Ruby: Seven...
Cardin: Uh...!
Ruby: Four... Three... Two... One! (Leaps under the table) GET OVER HERE!
Cardin: (Manly high-pitched squeal of terror)
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Sun: Hey, Jaune! Wait up, man!
Jaune: Hm? Oh, hey, Sun, Neptune! What's up?
Neptune: Hey, man, we were just thinking about some of the girls on your team, and we had some questions.
Jaune: Uh, okay, kind of weird, but sure. I'll answer what I can.
Sun: Cool, cool, so, uh, how about that Weiss, huh? She's pretty cute, right?
Jaune: Huh?!
Neptune: Nah, she's nothing compared to Blake. You think so, too, right, Jaune?
Jaune: Uh, I...
Sun: Come on, man. Weiss has got that grace and charm, and all that money~!
Jaune: I don't think-
Neptune: But Blake has the more tender heart, and she reads, uh, books!
Sun: Yeah, cuz' books are the only defining part of her character.
Neptune: So, at least Blake has TnA!
Sun: So does Weiss, and she isn't likely to run away from her best friends like Blake is!
Neptune: You wanna go, bro?!
Sun: (Grabs Neptune's collar) I already went, bro!
Jaune: Uh, guys?
Sun: Face it! You don't want to admit that Weiss is a flat-chested, haughty, rich girl with daddy issues nobody wants to unpack!
Neptune: Only when you realize Blake is a back-stabbing traitor who would rather join up with terrorists than stick by her friends!
Jaune: Guys!
Neptune + Sun: WHAT?!
???: Ahem!
Sun + Neptune: (Slowly turn, See Weiss and Blake glaring at them) Bro...
Weiss: You take Neptune, I take Sun?
Blake: You read my mind.
Neptune: Jaune! Help us!
Weiss: He already left.
Sun: BROOOOOOOOOOO!
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Jaune: Just a sec! (Opens the door) Coco? What's up?
Coco: (Holding a box) Nothing much. Just had some leftover outfits I thought Yang'd want to try out.
Jaune: Oh, sure. Come on in. (Steps aside) Why's Velvet's mouth taped shut?
Coco: Because she was annoying me. You do the same to your team, right?
Jaune: ...No.
Coco: Huh. Eh, you will, eventually. Usually happens in second year.
Jaune: (Pulls off the tape)
Velvet: OW! Thank you.
Jaune: No problem. Are you okay?
Velvet: I'm fine. Coco just goes mad with power sometimes.
Coco: Have you ever gone made without power?
Jaune: I think my uncle did once, but I haven't seen him since, so who knows what he's up to.
Coco: Ooh! Another mystery chapter for Jaune Arc, huh?
Jaune: No, not a mystery chapter. Just a weird guy in my family. We all have those, right?
Yang: Nah, not really. 'Sup, Coco?
Coco: Yang! Glad you're here! I got some outfits you might want to try out. Interested?
Yang: (Sees Velvet shaking her head) Eh, sure, why not? Whatcha got?
Coco: Oh, just a few outfits that'll look great on you. Come on, we'll try them out, and Jaune can be the judge.
Jaune: Huh? Why me?
Coco: Because you're a guy, and a guy's opinion is just as valid as a girl's. Now sit down while we walk the runway!
Jaune: Oh boy...
Velvet: (Pulls out her scroll, Dials)
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Ruby: Oh, Cardin~! Where are you~?
Cardin: (Hiding in a closet, Scroll buzzes)
Ruby: Hmm~? There you are~!
Cardin: (Screams)
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Velvet: Hm, no answer.
Jaune: Trying to call for help?
Belvet: Is it bad if I say yes?
Jaune: No.
Coco: Alright, lady and gent! Get ready for Yang the Bounty Hunter!
Yang: (Steps out in skintight suit, Wearing a leather jacket) Your kiss is on my list, stud~! (Finger guns at Jaune)
Jaune: (Blushes, Chuckling) Nice look, Yang! (Thinking) This isn't so bad. Wish I wasn't the only guy, though. Wonder if Sun and Neptune are okay. Ah, they're probably fine.
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Neptune: (On the window ledge) Are they gone?
Sun: I think so. It's just Blake inside.
Neptune: Where's Weiss?
Weiss: Down here, boys! (They look down, See Beowolf summon) You have a choice, boys! Me...?
Blake: (At the window, Gambol Shroud ready) Or me?
Neptune: Bro!
Sun: I know, Bro. I know.
#rwby#rwby au#tragic backstory (tm) au#cardin winchester#neptune vasilias#sun wukong#coco adel#velvet scarletina#jaune arc#ruby rose#weiss schnee#blake belladonna#yang xiao long
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𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝
"𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐘 𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐔𝐆𝐀𝐑! 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘, 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐔𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄!"
vanellope von schweetz! oc headcanons
female oc (vanellope von schweetz inspired but not her)
warnings: none
genre: headcanons
a/n:
- pictures don't belong to me, they go to their original owners!
- please give me feedback :)
Let me know if you'd like more!
prologue/heartslabyul/savanaclaw/octavinelle/scarabia/pomefiore/ignihyde/diasomnia
When she opened her eyes, she expected herself to be in her bedroom in the Candy Castle, surrounded by pink and white swirls. However, darkness greeted her instead, making her eyes widen as she tried her best to get out.
Grim breaks her out with flames, making her yelp before glitching somewhere else, making the cat feel incredibly confused. He could have sworn seeing someone in ceremonial robes with bright pink eyes but shrugged it off, moving to the next coffin.
Meanwhile, Liv couldn't believe her eyes when she reappeared in front of a weird crow-man who screamed like a little girl. To be fair, she just appeared in a flash of green pixels so... But seriously, which game is this?? She was just falling asleep in her room after racing the entire day.
"Who are you?! What was that-"
"Sorry but I gotta get back to my game," she interrupts him. She sticks her hands in her hoodie pockets and blows a stray hair out of her eyes. "Mind pointing the way, sugarplum?"
As per usual, Crowley ignores her and steers her to the Mirror Chamber. The Dark Mirror doesn't sort her because of her strange "magic" (actually, it is her coding that's wrong but ok-), chaos issues, blah blah blah
Only difference is how Liv JawBreaker is just chilling by the side, rolling her eyes as she watches everything go down. Even Taffyta would be doing something helpful and she's the mean girl of their game!
Afterward, Crowley brings her to Ramshackle before leaving her there. She meets Grim before adopting him ("Because I'm lonely!") and battling the ghosts, the usual stuff goes down.
Crowley keeps her as a handyman, making Liv feel highly insulted. Back in her realm, she's the queen of Candy Kingdom! And now she's reduced to this?? Worse of all, she doesn't even see anywhere to race nor does she see anything candy related. Everything's so boring and monotone, like come on! Where is the color in this school?
Still, she and Grim still get assigned to clean Main Street. She doesn't use much of her powers because she wants to keep it a secret and it's much more fun that way! Imagine their reactions when she pops out of nowhere-
Lilia feels a chill going down his spine before he unleashes a sneeze.
When Crowley comes to rain hell-fire on Ace and Grim for scorching the Queen of Hearts statue, you can bet that Liv's outta there. She's glitching out of the scene, leaving both boys confused about where the heck did she go. Meanwhile, Liv's chilling in the library, reading up on the Great Seven so she never suffers another humiliation like that ever again.
Pops back in to check on Grim, who's pouting because his henchman just left him. Liv just laughs and their day goes on as usual.
Somehow gets roped into going to the Dwarf's Cave. How, Liv has no clue. Ends up revealing her abilities to Deuce, Ace, and Grim and explaining that she's part of a video game and that she was written weirdly so she "glitches". They just think it's her unique magic and move on because holy shit what is that?!?!
Don't worry, they don't end up dying. Liv uses her ability to "bait" the monster so Ace, Deuce, and Grim can combo finish it off.
Crowley calls her beast-tamer (Liv's so confused) and installs her as Ramshackle's perfect. Everything's normal other than the fact that Liv makes Crowley do renovations on the run-down dorm so that Grim and her won't die if they take the wrong step. She bases it off Candy Kingdom, so it's practically a giant sweet haven over at her place. (only after riddle's overblot does she get crowley to install a magic race track and get her own candy-themed car)
heartslabyul chapter/headcanons with liv jawbreaker will come up soon!
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Your OC's: Cupcake Edition
I was tagged by @archaiclumina for this, ty for the tag! here's the picrew so you can make your own cupcake!
I'm doing all of my main roster so this is going under the cut so I'll be tagging @the-unending-journey @dragonsongmakhali @ahollowgrave and @jigschosai (feel free to skip if you've already done this)
to be frank, I know nothing about cupcakes and their flavors, so these are based off of vibes alone :p
paris:
I feel like paris would like a very simple cupcake; no frills or the bells and whistles. they would probably go for a safe choice like chocolate with very little toppings
yves:
like paris, yves' cupcake is simple. I don't think he understands the concept of cupcakes to begin with since he doesn't eat human food, so his is a mildly edgy black and white cupcake with some light dusting on top. the skull n crossbones is courtesy of kirke
kirke:
kirke's is... whatever the hell this sugary monstrosity is. it's all over the place, just like her, it looks like it's been sprinkled with poison and it doesn't look very appealing to eat. no one knows where the bone came from
evander:
evander's a basic guy, he's more of a savory enjoyer and not too keen on sweets due to his health issues. but if you forced him to, evander would go for a simple chocolate and vanilla combo; bland enough for him to eat and not too sweet to risk a coma
patroclus:
one word: purple. patroclus' cupcake would be extremely cute, too cute to eat according to him. while too sweet for evander and too frilly for paris, patroclus likes his cupcake and he's almost ashamed to eat it since it's a work of culinary art (he eats it anyway because achille almost took it from him)
achille:
achille has a raging sweet tooth, so it's no surprise he would eat this colorful cupcake that would give evander heart palpitations. with its medley of sugary sweet flavors, it's piled high with icing and topped with various bits of candy and chocolate, achille would devour this in less than a minute
tauvane:
tauvane is known to have a semi-sweet tooth, but unlike her son tauvane's cupcake is more clean. I imagine she likes red velvet because it's red, and this cupcake is more akin to her time in ishgard than who she is now, very regal and fancy. tauvane still carries those traits, though she would probably get rid of the heart chain
andromache:
like tauvane, andromache's cupcake would be fancy but not overloaded with toppings. andromache has a secret love for chocolate like the rest of her family, so she wouldn't shy away from a cupcake like this. she deserves a treat every once and a while
hector:
before his unfortunate possession, hector's cupcake would've most likely look like this. despite his personality, he doesn't like sweets so his cupcake would be topped with nuts and dark chocolate. why does the wrapping has an eye on it? don't worry about it. why is the picture cracked?? don't worry about it :)
azem (helen):
this would be perfect for helen, but contrary to everyone else, helen only made this to annoy hades. the sugary glob with the single eye staring back at him puts him off from eating it, so helen eats it instead. I imagine the ancient world didn't eat too many sweet things so helen would enjoy it
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4/19/24
3:46 a.m
I bought 12 more pairs of Nike Socks and 12 more pairs of boxers. I went to XXL for the boxers bc I wanted them to be extra comfy and I'm always worried that I'm going to get fat from Methimazole. The XL fit nice with a little room but so did the mediums that eventually got too tight and stretched out.
I'm done buying boxers and socks for a while.
Boxers=24 pairs of Under Armour. I prefer them over Adidas cause of the band being loud and proud stamped in big letters and bc they don't have as many seems. Adidas had seems on the butt that I felt when I was gaining weight. Under armour has very little seems. And I mean I'm not going to lie I like representing brands as a poor person.... I look less poor.
Socks=18 pairs
This is all total obviously with my last purchase. I still want to buy those shoes. I'll be able to afford everything bc of credit cards and pay it all off with no interest. Not the shoes. I got to think about those. As my eyes pop out hearts everytime I see them.
Soon I'm going to have to worry about t-shirts as I have like none that fit me that arent ratty, I have 3 shirts that look nice... and I only have one pair of jeans and 3 pairs of shorts that aren't basketball shorts.
I bought 3 packs of these. I already have one pack and I love the camo. Also basic silver/gray and black is nice. I like that the lettering is highlighted and stands out on all pairs. My favorite camo combo is gray and black and I just love them.
I got one set of these:
I already own 2 sets of these. My favorite colors are black, red and blue. I like black as the base color and red or blue as the highlighter color.
Red and black may be better than blue and black depending on hue. I didn't buy any blue ones in all these 24 pairs I'm getting :( but tbh I didn't like the options much and I find the black one with the red band to be perfect. I don't like the red ones as much cause they lack the color in the under armour logo on the band.. that would be the one thing I'd fix if I could. The graphic one is cool I love the band.
These socks are comfy, I'm excited cause I want to do my laundry every 6 days so I never have to wear any of my others.
I'm doing laundry for that exact reason atm.
Now I got to worry about t-shirt eventually but who cares if they are stained and tattered. I mean I don't leave the house much.
Jeans got to be a thing eventually but again I don't leave the house much.
I still got to get those shoes but I'll wait and see how everything adds up.
Glasses are still a thing but I really truly don't want to even worry about them, one pair for 300$ to a poor person is like, you're joking right? All I got to do is drop them. They are 1/3rd of my monthly income. I'm just wearing arons. They aren't that uncomfortable.
I found these shoes my cousin gave me they are 9 1/2, I'm a 9... I might wear them sometimes, I was trying to sell them on ebay but they are kinda ugly. She bought them for her son and he wouldn't wear them bc they were ugly lol they will be a nice shit pair. They are laced up tight bc I'm truly a 9.
As for Saturday, I'm going to wear my nice Adidas either the red/black ones or the black/white ones. I'm going to wear my Aron glasses, silver gauges, jeans or shorts depending on the weather and my billabong shirt under my champion hoodie. I don't wear my champion hoodie around the house bc its nice so it has no stains yet. It isn't tattered. My billabong shirt is old. It says New York on it, cause I got it from New York. It's older and a little tattered but it's one of my only nice shirts that fit...
This is why I overcompenstate with brands.. they last longer. When you buy Walmart shit it turns to trash in 5 months. Or even 5 washes.
Anyways that's what I'll be wearing, the same outfit I wore to the Brass Mill Mall. I'm excited to potentially wear my new shoes in nice weather. I'm excited about my kohls purchase.
I'd be excited about my glasses if I could get a pair that fit but I mean these arons aren't that bad I'm getting use to the pressure behind my ears.
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three's a crowd | nomin
synopsis. picking favorites is impossible when you like neither of them.
warning. read at your own risk. abuse, bullying, poly relationship, yandere themes, manipulation, nonconsensual touching, noncon, degradation, smut threesome oop
disclaimer. i do not condone whatever tf i wrote in this nor does it reflect my beliefs or values or morals and such. it is all pure fiction and i also dont think jaemin or jeno would act like this in real life.
note. this was meant to be a new year's gift lmao i obviously got a lil carried away 👀 anyway a late happy new year to you all! we survived 2020, let's start living in 2021, yeah? lmao if covid lets us grr mwah!
the relationship you had with the two of them was a weird one, bordering on taboo, but it wasn't as if you willfully chose to be who they wanted you to be and it took jaemin's unwanted pining and jeno's intimidating demeanor for you to fall right into their arms.
it was a joint effort on their part, you couldn't've possibly stood a chance.
"this many?" the cashier asked. "are you sure?"
stepping back and studying the whole situation, you figured you only had your addiction to caffeine and procrastination to blame. it was a chain reaction you didn't even know will lead up to your inevitable doom.
if you hadn't been slacking off during your first semester of junior year college, you wouldn't be forced to overwork yourself trying to catch up to the looming deadlines, but to be able to 'work yourself to the bone' you need your boost of energy… and that was when you met one of them.
"uhm," you scratch the back of your head sheepishly as you eye the six glass bottles of iced coffee. sure, it looks bad and you kinda appreciate the look of concern the cashier throws your way but it was none of his business.
"yes. now could you, like, you know… hurry up? i'm in a little bit of a time crunch right now."
screw it. although you hardly snap like that with other people on a daily basis, it'll be a whole different conversation if you were under a significant amount of stress and today, unfortunately, is one of those days.
now can he just fucking stop asking questions and give you your six bottles of death drink to keep your fucking brain going so you can pass an eight-page essay tomorrow? thank you very much!
the guy snickered, the beeping sound of a barcode being read sounding a thousand times more annoying than it usually sounds as he keeps his hand busy by punching your items out.
you fail to notice how he studies you through the gaps of his lashes, finding you interesting rather than threatening as you stood before him with your messy hair and oversized hoodie.
"haven't seen you around university grounds 'till today," he tries striking another conversation with you. "you new? i'm jaemin."
this was your first mistake, you shouldn't have been so… downright rude when you met him. if you were granted the miracle of meeting him a 2nd time, you would've acted more nice, throwing yourself at his feet even to blend in with the rest of his fangirls you didn't even know about at the time. you would've done anything to make sure he never gives you a second glance, to never pique his interest.
jaemin is the pep squad captain. flying over colored blue mats and doing tumblings in the air with no ounce of fear. he was the best in his team, that much was evident when your friend dragged you into watching a pep rally practice. his landings were clean, balanced, and executed to the best he can at all times.
no wonder he was popular, his talent is outstanding and his looks are a bonus. his killer combo of a smile and wink after pulling off a tough flip is enough to send them squealing in their seats.
he spotted you that day and since then, he snuck the quickest glances at the bench during practices. recognizing you as the coffee girl he met during his convenience store shift. jaemin tries not to let his disappointment show too much when he doesn't see you, but of course, a pair of cold calculating eyes could see right through him.
"i saw that," his boyfriend said, hand darting forward to hold jaemin's gym bag for him. "you kept looking at the crowd. do you want to see her that much?"
"but she reminds me so much of you, jeno!" he retorts, pouting at the slight grumpy tone the other boy used. "i can't help it. she doesn't seem to give a fuck around me so she's quite interesting. maybe she can even be a great addition to our relationship!"
"well," jeno replies after a beat of silence, plastering a small smirk on his face before slinging an arm around jaemin's shoulder.
"convince me?"
you don't like jaemin's attention. not in the slightest. and it seems that was enough reason for the reign of terror his little fanclub has subjected you too.
it wasn't the petty elementary forms of bullying like pulling at your hair or calling you names. they pale in comparison to the other things they do to you—beating you up, messing with your homework, "accidentally" dumping their food trays on you.
and you weren't stupid.
you knew exactly who was behind it, knew how jaemin spectates the whole thing from afar so that he can swoop in at the end to play your knight in shining armor.
"oh, you poor thing. do you need help?"
the first time you accepted his "help" you ended up in a supply closet near the gym during your free period, cornered and weak as your cries for help drowns under the squeaking of shoes and the booming sounds of rubber balls hitting the floor.
if it weren't for jeno appearing out of thin air and prying the boy off of you, you would've been painted blue and red from the death grip he had on your wrist, neck, and waist.
you can still remember feeling the soreness of your scalp from when he pulled your hair too hard. remembered feeling his teeth gnawing at your lips as if he wanted to tear them off.
that time hadn't been the first time you saw jeno. you've shared a few classes with him and it strikes you how polar opposites they are with one another.
while jaemin likes to bask in his professor and classmates' recognition by confidently reciting his answers, jeno would rather keep to himself. liked sitting at the last row, near the window, so he'd be the first to go once the professor ends their lecture. while jaemin loved the attention of his fangirls, jeno preferred solitude. while jaemin is impulsive and wild, jeno liked to think things through.
it was within these reasons that you decided to do what you did. but your judgement of character has never been more wrong.
you approached jeno one day in the library, tried to make yourself appear as stoic and confident as possible. but your constant slouching and averting eyes was a dead giveaway.
you came to talk to him about what jaemin has been doing, hoping there's one person left in this entire school that isn't under the cheer captain's trance. the one reasonable person that has already saved you once and (hopefully) is willing enough to save you again. the only one that probably has a certain level of control over jaemin, if the supply closet incident is anything to go by.
but you've overestimated lee jeno.
"you should've just given jaemin what he wanted."
"but—but aren't you two lovers? isn't it bothering you?"
you try baiting him, only for an uncomfortable shiver to start crawling down your spine when he chuckled humorlessly, pushing his school materials to the side while pinning you with an unreadable stare.
how can a person make someone feel so small just by a gaze alone? it was nothing like you've felt with jaemin. this is way worse.
"the only thing that's bothering me is why you're not ours yet."
you feel cold fingers creeping their way under your shirt, going higher and higher until it brushes against your bra. and when your eyes meet, the look on his face was unmistakable—what are you going to do about it, huh?
you stood up in lightning speed, the chair you've been sitting on scraping loudly against the floor.
you've never ran out as fast as you did.
and jeno swears it'll be the last.
you tried everything in your power to ignore them for the next following weeks but it soon became useless when the two boys took it upon themselves to give you your space.
although judging by the pinpricks you feel on your back, and the constant weight of a stare you feel on your shoulders, you knew they weren't done with you yet. far from it. and for some reason, you just knew they wanted to lull you into a false sense of security first before striking again.
and while they continued to ogle at you from afar like a hawk circling its prey in a desert, you took it upon yourself to return the favor. not because you were the slightest bit interested in those creeps but maybe, just maybe, if you look hard enough you'll find a way out, a weakness.
but what you realized made your insides churn in great discomfort—although it may seem that jeno holds the reins in the relationship since his reserved nature fits the role, it's actually the other way around.
jaemin might appear too self-centered, too focused on himself to give a fuck about his surroundings but in actuality, he has quite a knack for reading people. even more so than jeno. and it was scary how he used it to his advantage, and paired up with his devoted fangirls? it was hell on earth.
you found it alarming how the two seem to magically appear wherever you are.
although you weren't in the least bit surprised. for some reason, you can't take your eyes away when jaemin's devotees flock around him (and jeno) in a circle.
it almost reminds you of a shoal of piranhas, waiting for their meal to drop into the water before ripping it to shreds with their teeth. only their "meal" isn't actual flesh but the carefully crafted words jaemin says that drive them into a sick frenzy.
one that has them doing everything in their power to satisfy him like the loyal dogs they are.
so this was how he got them to bully you?
"oh, that? don't worry! yangyang just ran into me during cheer rehearsal. no biggie. my cheek stung a little bit, though…" is what he said but really he's telling them "scruff him up a bit for me, why don't ya?"
"of course, i can't be the best all the time. haechan is just too good, maybe even better than me…" is what he said but really he's telling them "can you remind him where his place should be?"
all the while jeno did nothing to hold him back.
no matter how wrong jaemin is, how much of an asshole he is, jeno will stick by his side through and through. so as much as jaemin is a puppeteer that gets a kick for controlling people, jeno is as much at fault for looking the other way.
because in jeno's perspective, why the fuck would he do shit when he can just get off from the entertainment that comes with jaemin's sweet little mind games?
we lost :(
you had been busy sorting through paperwork for one of your professors in the faculty when your friend texted you the results of the intercollegiate cheer dance competition. a frown paints your face, heart feeling heavy at the bad news.
in all honesty, you still supported the pep squad—you just hated the captain and his boyfriend. they've been practicing non-stop for this and prior to the weeks of the competition, jeno looked a lot more tense and jaemin less smiley than usual. you swore you even saw the latter snap at one of his fangirls.
not to mention, they paid less attention to you, too, and it was the best three weeks of your life.
tension starts rising in your shoulders, fingers absentmindedly running through the edge of the papers you had been sorting until you became immersed with your thoughts.
jaemin must be in the worst mood yet.
and jeno too, probably. if anything, that guy gets triggered the most when something bad happens to jaemin or when he catches snippets of people talking shit about his oh so "perfect" boyfriend.
jeno is a lot scarier when jaemin is in one of his mood swings, you noticed. he steps up in the relationship to offer comfort to the other boy and for outsiders? it isn't a great experience to go through—being on the receiving end of jeno's ice cold stare is a position you don't want to find yourself in after that time in the library.
he is still as much a threat to your peaceful life like his lover.
you snap out of it when the blinding headlights of a vehicle seep through the closed blinds. you hear the gentle hum of an engine switching off as the headlights vanished as quick as they had appeared. that must be the cheer squad's bus.
as you look around the empty faculty room, something in your gut tells you to ditch file sorting duty for professor kim tonight and fucking get the hell out of campus grounds as quick as you can.
after haphazardly throwing the unsorted papers back into the cabinet, you groan aloud when the keys to the office drop out of your skirt’s pocket.
the indoor gym where the cheering squad practices is right across the hallway. you sure as hell don't want to bump into jaemin. or jeno, too, if he had decided to ride along the cheer squad's bus on the way home.
you kept looking for the keys underneath the cubicles, cursing aloud when you heard the telltale squeaks of shoes rubbing against linoleum. you almost hit your head against a table when you quickly got back up your feet, darting forward to shut the lights for the faculty room.
they can't know you're here. alone. and if it meant sitting in the dark for a few hours 'till they leave, meant going back home a little later than usual is what you have to do then so be it.
you try not to react so violently when the door you're leaning on jolts when someone from outside slams their back against it.
"it's not like we didn't do our best, right guys? i don't have regrets. it might sound fucking cheesy and although i'm sad myself, atleast we did what we can."
it's jaemin. his voice clear as day.
you try peaking, craning your neck up from your place on the floor. only to see the back of his head leaning against the glass section of the door. someone else joins in on the conversation, followed by coach park himself, and you slowly tune out whatever they're saying as you stealthily start scanning the faculty room.
you curse under your breath. is there no other exit other than this door? jesus christ! even classrooms in this university had two doors—
"what are you doing here?"
the switch flickers on, basking the once dark room with light. only when you hear an echo of your name being called, did you snap out of it and quickly picked yourself up from the floor.
"i said, what are you doing here?"
their coach asks, drilling the question as he looks at you skeptically with his arms crossed. you try not to look at the people behind him.
particularly, not at his cheer captain standing on his right.
particularly, not at jeno, who stands out like a sore thumb with his blue hair, a protective arm snaked around jaemin’s shoulders.
this isn't your lucky day, too, you guess.
"i was…" you cursed yourself for stuttering. "i was, uhm, i was file sorting for prof—professor kim, sir."
coach park looked like he didn't believe you as he narrowed his eyes in scrutiny. your nerves are going haywire and you can feel the sharp pins of their stare with how close they are.
you kept juggling your weight with the balls of your feet, hands fisting and unfisting behind your back. you want to leave. you have to leave.
"file sorting… in the dark?" he asked incredulously.
fuck this.
"uhm, you can ask professor kim himself tomorrow, coach. for now, uh, i'll be going now. i'm sorry you guys lost…"
originally, the exit is on the right side, at the end of the hallway. but no, you are not going to pass by those two while on your way out so you ducked behind a random student standing on the coach's left instead and practically ran away from the scene.
everyone had been too busy. too busy looking at your retreating form to even notice jaemin and jeno exchanging glances, too busy to notice the latter untangling himself from their captain to slip away unnoticed, his hurried steps filled with a burning purpose.
you didn't know why you ran, but you did. your shoes practically booming against the floor as you sped away through darkened hallways. you're sweating profusely, heart hammering in your chest. you can worry about professor kim tomorrow but right now you just had to—
"why are you in such a rush, pet?"
crashing into jeno felt like crashing into a wall. if it hadn't been for his arm quickly wrapping around your waist, then you would've landed on your butt before him.
with the small distance between the two of you, jeno could see as clear as day through your eyes.
jaemin was right.
it was addicting to stare into them.
especially when he can see every single one of your thoughts flying through your pretty little head. but hey, it wasn't their fault you were so easy to read.
jeno barely conceals the wicked smirk on his lips when your hands come up to his chest, trying to push him away but to no avail.
he can see your eyes shifting from shock, to confusion, until it finally settles on fear—to which it's slowly becoming a favorite emotion of his to see on your face.
"you know, jaemin is in a really shitty mood right now. and we were wondering, maybe you can cheer us up?"
no. this can't be happening.
"jeno, please." your dilated eyes and disheveled hair made his blood run south. "let me go. you don't want me. you don't need a third party in your relationship."
you yelp when he lets you go, literally shoving you against a wall—which you found out is actually a door, as it swings open as soon as your body crashes against it.
with jeno looming unforgivingly before you in his full height, the tears stung extra hard but you won't let them fall.
if he wanted to bask in the image of your weakness then it'll be something you'll deprive from him for as long as you can.
"i don't need a stupid bitch like you to tell me what i feel." he scoffs. "don't fucking kid yourself, you little whore—i don't want you. i'm not jaemin."
the echo of the classroom door shutting closed surged through you like a wake up call.
this is really happening.
you've always led a decent life, had done nothing too questionable and you've always thought maybe life will spare you if you lived quietly enough. but the feel of jeno's freezing hands crawling against your skin felt like life itself had spat at you in the eye and left you to rot in a ditch.
"i've always liked how you wore skirts," he comments. playing with the ruffled hem of the soft fabric as he purposely grazed his knuckles against your supple thighs. "gives me easy access, don't you agree?"
you scream when he flips your skirt up to reveal the innocent pink of your cotton panties. it was as if a switch had flipped inside of you and the will to fight started coursing through your veins.
"stop! jeno! i don't want this!"
his brows furrow, grunting as he struggles to push the waistline of your skirt up higher with how much you're thrashing underneath him. you buck your hips, tried curling in on yourself, anything to prolong what he wants to do to you.
with your legs trapped underneath his, you blindly reach forward, relying on your upper body instead to push and scratch whatever your palms and nails reached.
you continue screaming like a banshee until he shoved two fingers into your wet cavern.
"stop fighting me," he sounded strained, as if he's holding himself back. you feel him fisting the fabric of your skirt and you fear he's simply going to rip it apart.
you tried responding to him, only the sound had been muffled, gurgled by the flat of his fingers pushing down against your tongue mercilessly. when you reach forward to push him away, your hands land on the apple of his cheeks, nails digging through skin.
until it slips and—
you lie rigid when red scratch marks in the size of your fingernails slowly appear on jeno's skin, his head turned to the side as he paused. your actions slowly start sinking in to him as he shuts his eyes and bit his lip 'till it looked like it was about to bleed.
oh no.
"jeno—"
the slap he planted on your cheek left your ears ringing. all those hard earned muscles of his put to good use—if the tears hadn't fallen for the last few minutes, then it definitely started falling now.
the hit had been so strong, a few of your hair flew astray, the buzzing feeling of your skin tempting you to reach a hand up to soothe your abused cheek.
until jeno let out a low growl and your hand immediately drops limp against your body, afraid of whatever else he can do to you other than a slap.
"that's more like it," he whispers under his breath. you let out the tiniest of whimpers when his hand darts forward to fist your hair. "do you know what happens to bad girls? they fucking get busted up. do you understand me?"
his patience is nonexistent.
jeno slams your head against the floor when you don't answer because you thought his question had been rhetorical. it felt like your skull had been split in two as you wail in pain.
"are you fucking deaf—i asked you a fucking question!"
the hand that cups your jaw is painful as he squeezed your cheek with his blunt nails. your hand shoots up to wrap around his wrist, silently pleading for him to let up as you sobbed out loud. you started nodding as best as you can despite his firm grip on your face.
your reply was nothing short of pathetic. with lips forcefully pursed and the steady stream of your tears and snot rolling down your face, your response is gargled and hardly incoherent and jeno seemed to thoroughly enjoy your anguish if the condescending curl on his lips is anything to go by.
"look at you," he whispers, his face coming close to yours as he holds you down. there was something in the way jeno stared so intently that it made your skin crawl.
"i think you're prettiest when ruined like this."
with his nose touching yours, he felt too close, bordering on intimate as you felt his hand creep back up your thighs, trailing up with feather-like touches that made goosebumps appear on your skin.
you tried wiggling your legs underneath him but one sharp look from jeno is enough to make you stop.
the hand holding your face moves. coming down from gripping your face to encircling his hand around your neck.
"do you like it when i touch you? freaky bitch."
his hands trail further up, up, up until you felt him slotting a finger underneath your panties.
jeno didn't like how frozen you were underneath him as he pulls at the hem before letting go. the elastic snapping back against your skin.
the action evokes a strong feeling through the young male, promising to have you writhing and screaming and begging because by the end of all this, you'll be so needy and frustrated that you will have no choice but to give in to what your body wanted.
"jeno, didn't i tell you to play nice?"
someone stands by the door, the minimal light from the hallway creating a silhouette with his form but you knew who he was. that deep voice, with the same annoying flippant tone, is a dead giveaway.
you didn't know why you even hoped in the beginning. as if there'll be someone who can save you from these two.
you thought the flash of hurt in your eyes was quick to disappear but jeno noticed it quicker.
in a span of seconds, he pulled you up from your position from the ground and tugged you towards his lap. you haven't even gotten the time to settle on your new position when he already smashed his lips against yours.
it was messy. too much saliva. too much teeth. no tenderness to it at all.
the fabric of his jeans felt rough, not to mention the ice cold belt buckle made you severely uncomfortable as it seeps through the thin fabric of your skirt.
when you attempt to hover over his lap, jeno grunts as he snakes an arm around your waist, pulling you back down without your lips breaking away from each other. you didn't know why he let out a whine, but you understood the moment you fully sat down on his lap and you felt a tent on his jeans hitting your clothed entrance perfectly.
in a normal circumstance, you would've found everything hot and might've actually gotten off from it but not when it's him who’s doing this to you and you didn’t consent to any of this.
you start squirming again. palms lying flat against jeno's chest as you attempt to push him away and jaemin sees this as the opportune moment to slot himself behind you, caging you in between them.
“i want my turn,” he hisses and without an ounce of hesitation, jeno stops to do what he's told.
jaemin doesn't waste any second to grab your face, awkwardly craning your neck up to meet his lips in the same feverish kiss.
while jeno had been all teeth and aggression, practically forcing you to open your mouth and kiss him back, jaemin on the other hand is more soft, more romantic, you daresay. he seemed to like taking his sweet time by clutching your face, kissing you like he actually meant it.
he pulls away slightly, resting his forehead against yours as he murmurs something incoherent under his breath and then he's kissing you again.
you think you heard something along the lines of, "finally."
you've been too distracted by jaemin to notice jeno's nimble fingers quickly fumbling with the buttons of your blouse. it was only when you feel the sensation of his tongue laving against the swell of your breast did you turn away from jaemin, jerking backward in surprise.
"no—!"
your scream is cut off by a hand cupping your mouth. jaemin pulls your back towards his chest, molding your body against his as jeno licked and suckled all he wanted, thankful to have the other boy there to not worry about restraining you and keeping you quiet while he has his fun.
"ah, ah, ah," jaemin teases, going hard over the pleading and teary look you sent his way. it looked pathetic, he wasn't going to lie, but it doesn't mean he didn't love it. "just keep still and appreciate jeno's efforts to take care of you, alright baby?"
you don't like how he talked as if this was all a mutual thing, how he talked slowly like you were some toddler who didn't understand anything.
it's cruel how jaemin giggled and basked in your vulnerable state as he kept his eyes pinned on you while undoing the zipper of your skirt. your muffled cries of his name only serving to egg him on.
the way he stared was similar to jeno, too intently and intrusive, like he wants to burn your image of despair in the back of his head.
you whined involuntarily when jeno got bored of all the licking and thus decided to start biting and nipping at your chest instead. he was hypnotised by how responsive you were, how every little bite and nibble made you shudder.
it was a shame that jaemin had to cover your mouth. he didn't get to hear your pretty mewls but it wasn't as if he'd let the night end without hearing them loud and clear.
jaemin is fast in undressing you, feeling slightly betrayed by how quick your skirt and blouse fell under his hands.
you know what he wants, what he's going to do, and the tears fall harder when you can't dodge away from him. forced to endure and accept whatever they give you.
"you act like you don't like it but look how fucking wet you are," you bit your lip hard when jaemin starts circling the pads of his fingers against your clit, fascinated by how more juices streamed down your thighs.
"jeno, do you see this? fuck."
you can only blink in defeat, staring off to the side as you force down any noise bubbling up your throat, forcing yourself to think of anything else other than what's happening right now.
you try not to think about how they managed to tear all of your clothes off while they're left completely dressed. tried not to think about the fingers lazily drawing up and down your slit to collect your essence.
if they're doing this as a way to further humiliate you, it's working.
"slut," jeno mocked, a wicked curl on his lips when he wraps his fingers around your throat. the moment he dives down to claim your lips again is the same time jaemin pushes two fingers inside you.
"look at how wet you are because of me," jaemin whispers hot against your ear and you feel a sick churn in your stomach when you feel his smile against your skin.
he purposely drives his fingers in and out quicker, settjng a brutal pace, wanting you to hear the lewd squelching sounds. "hear that? do you hear that, darling? that's because of me—"
"don't go talking big now, jaem," jeno retorts, pulling away from your lips to start nibbling on the back of your ear. "i was here first. did you see how she fucking reacted when i sucked on her tits?"
you're quick to catch how jeno particularly loved degrading you. but how he talks about you as if you're literally not in front of him naked made you hit a new all-time low.
you felt… filthy.
his hands find purchase on your butt—only because jaemin has already claimed the front. for now.
you close your eyes tight when he painfully squeezes the flesh of your ass. you swear, his blunt nails will paint your skin black and blue.
"i'm the favorite!"
"i'm the favorite!"
as someone who's part of a varsity team, you already knew a competitive nature runs through jaemin's veins. but never had you thought jeno would share the same sentiment. once again they prove that they're cut from the same cloth.
all of a sudden it wasn't all about claiming you as theirs anymore rather it was all about who can make you moan the loudest, who can make you cum the most, who can make you feel the dirtiest you can be.
you're absolutely terrified for the hours to come.
thankfully, they have yet to ask for your verbal opinion or validation. they let your body do all the talking—every repressed shudder and sharp gasp is enough.
but it's game over once they pop the million dollar question.
"who do you like best?"
you don't want to find out the consequences if you actually answered their question because you didn't know what could be worse.
jaemin's manipulation or jeno's aggression?
but it was all normal. trial and error is inevitable in order to build and mold you into the ideal lover for the both of them.
because adding someone new to the mix has never been easy—after all, three's a crowd.
#nct imagines#yandere nct#yandere kpop#nct smut#nct scenarios#yandere jaemin#yandere jeno#jaemin imagines#jeno imagines#jaemin scenarios#jeno scenarios#jaemin smut#jeno smut
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I wanna ask something this time :). If our men wouldn't have blue or purple hair colours or golden and red eyes, for example, what do you think their phenotyp would look like in our "normal world"?
Hope you don't mind me asking directly
Lots of love <3
what the boys would look like in our world
the way i r a n to write this lmao this is all just my opinion so if any of you have differing view points, i'd love to see them!! and don't worry about asking directly, i love talking with y'all, anon or otherwise <3 also i'm including kurt in this cuz i feel like it and it's not a romantic request :)
genre: general
cw: none?
Lucia
❧ he'd still be a ginger for sure, but a more realistic one; so his hair is more orangey copper than,, manic panic vampire red
❧ i feel like his eyes would still be blue as well, only not as saturated?? more like a greyish ice blue
❧ his eyebrows would be slightly lighter than his hair color, but he likes to make them darker with dye or brow pencil, he thinks it makes him look more tough sdnfk
❧ his eyelashes are also a lighter shade too :)
❧ freckles!! but not a whole lot, just a light dusting over the bridge of his nose and some on his cheeks and shoulders
Levy
❧ ok he was kinda tricky to decide for bc i wanted to try and make the brothers look at least a little related,, but they don't even look related in the game so let's go crazy
❧ alright hear me out on this one: light brown hair, like right in between normal brown hair and dirty blond hair
❧ and as for his eyes, i'm thinking hazel eyes with strong green highlights
❧ my reasoning for this combination is bc his canon hair and eyes are a pretty stark contrast, so normal light brown hair with really interesting green hazel eyes would have the same interesting contrast
❧ his eyebrows are naturally darker than his hair, and lucia is lowkey jealous of this
Mefy
❧ his hair is darker than his brothers', i'm thinking a solid dark brown, something to match his kinda dark vibe but normal enough for him to fit in
❧ but his eyes are gonna stay green, only it's a darker shade of green; however, like all eyes, they turn a lighter shade when light's shining on them
❧ my rationale for this combo is kinda wack but like, the darker hair with his eyes when there's little light make him look all dark and mysterious, but in the light he just looks pretty and unique
Oswald
❧ he's one of the more normal looking characters of the bunch, save for his red eyes
❧ so we're gonna keep his dark brown/black hair it always looked dark brown to me even tho ik it's black, we love it and it doesn't have to change
❧ his eyes tho gotta change, i'm thinking just brown eyes for him, it goes well with his hair, but the shade of his irises is like a bourbon color, very pretty and they stand out a bit like his red eyes
❧ thick eyebrows that match his hair color too
Kaim
❧ his canon hair and eyes are both purple right?? technically purple eyes are possible, but since they aren't common we're gonna change em
❧ so his hair is gonna be black, gotta fit that sebastian michaelis aesthetic
❧ the eyes were kinda hard to choose cuz black hair can go with any color eyes, but i'm gonna have to go for brown, but like a dark brown
❧ one of my friends has dark brown eyes that look black unless you shine a light directly on them and then they turn this really rich shade of brown, so i'm gonna say kaim has those kinda eyes too
Mikael
❧ ok white is a natural hair color, so really i could just leave all the angels be but that'd be boring
❧ i gotta go with platinum blond for him, it looks almost like bottle dyed platinum but it's completely natural and makes everyone who bleaches their hair jealous
❧ his eyebrows and eyelashes are the same amount of blond so those features are hardly noticeable on him
❧ he doesn't scream blue eyes to me, so i'm gonna have to say whiskey brown eyes for him, something light enough to match his hair but stark enough to match the effect his red eyes have
Ricardo
❧ his canon hair is just grey!! i cannot find a shade name for what i have in mind so i'm gonna describe it in a really niche, petty way
❧ ok so ya know when the popular girls dye their hair a lighter shade of blonde or brown and they also get highlights? and then they spend all summer in the sun and at the pool so the sun bleaches it more and the chlorine kinda ruins the color a bit? that's his hair, like a light ash blond that's slowly becoming a medium blond over time asjkfsk
❧ his eyebrows are a solid light brown tho, that's easy
❧ his eyes are the kind of brown that's written about in ya romance novels, like the main character never notices the color until they look deep into their love interest's eyes and realize that it's not just brown but it's got little flakes of gold and hints of green
Noel
❧ his hair looks the most naturally blond to me so hear me out on this one: light sandy blond; it's light enough to look white but dark enough to be a natural shade of blond
❧ also the ends of his hair are darker than the top of his head canonically so let's bring that over into the real world too
❧ his eyebrows are the shade of blond that the ends of his hair is
❧ his eyes are like a syrupy brown color, equal parts muted and saturated, it's really weird how he manages that, like his eye color is stark but it's not all shiny and bright
Lucas
❧ he's another one that looks pretty normal, his eyes are just a bit too golden to be natural
❧ so he's gonna stay a blondie, he's got honey blond hair yes i've been looking at hair dressing magazines
❧ his eyebrows are a darker shade of blond tho, maybe like dirty blond?
❧ he's got hazel eyes for sure, like a brown hazel that shines golden brown in the sunlight, it's giving apollo
Kurt
❧ strawberry blond babie, but as he gets older it'll probably grow into a light brown or darker dirty blond
❧ his eyebrows are just a touch more red than his hair is
❧ another one with hazel eyes only it's an even mix of brown and green, but there's a blue green ring around the edge of his iris
❧ he's totally got freckles all over his face, what a cutie
#my. hcs#i wrote this instead of doing homework lol#this makes me want to draw them with natural hair and eyes#but i'm not gonna lol#or am i#nightmare harem hcs#nightmare harem lucia#nightmare harem levy#nightmare harem mefy#nightmare harem oswald#nightmare harem kaim#nightmare harem mikael#nightmare harem ricardo#nightmare harem noel#nightmare harem lucas#nightmare harem kurt#otome games
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PART FOUR: POPCORN AND GREEN TEA
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You tapped your foot on the pavement, anxious to finally meet the eyes of your old friend. The feeling of excitement was almost overwhelming all your senses, the only thing you could focus on was the plain, faded brown door in front of you. Quickly, you sent Suna a text to let him know of your arrival, however in the corner of your eye, you suddenly noticed two figures approaching. You shrugged it off, thinking that it was just two guys passing by on a walk, but rather than walking past the house, they stepped up the driveway slowly drawing near you.
Hearing Ennoshita's words in your mind about being aware of your surroundings, you discreetly glanced back observing the two. But, much to your surprise, it was the exact two guys who bombarded you at the supermarket yesterday. Well, actually, more like the one blond who smashed a shopping cart into your heel, blubbering apologies and looking away, while the other one stood there and watched the whole incident play out.
You watched them for what seemed like forever. Could they possibly be Suna's friends? No, the whole thing seemed too coincidental, surely that couldn't be the case. Not willing to take the chance, you took out your phone once more in hopes to get Suna to clarify that those were, indeed, not his friends. Unfortunately for you, it appeared that the universe had decided to make you a pawn in its game because the two of them were, indeed, his friends.
You let out a heavy sigh, you could already tell that the next few hours would be nothing but awkward stares and embarrassing conversations. Not wanting to ruin your one day of freedom- the one day where you didn't have to listen to your dad's constant yells, telling you how much of a disappointment you are- the one day where you didn't have to sit in front of the piano all day just to feel some sort of gratification. It was then that you decided to just ignore the situation, and pretend as if the blond wasn't the reason that the back of your foot was wrapped in a bandage. For all Suna knew, this was you guys' first encounter, so be it.
Right as the door opened, your eyes were drawn to the tall green-eyed boy who you used to spend every day with as a young kid. "Y/N, so glad you're here!" Suna smiled, as he went in for a quick hug. "Those two behind you are Atsumu and Osamu." He introduced, pointing to the two that were now directly behind you. The blond looked absolutely horrified, stealing brief glimpses at the bandage that hugged your heel, the other one, however, stared back with a nonchalant smile. "They may have almost the same face, but the one with the ugly piss-colored hair is Atsumu, and the normal looking one is Osamu."
You grinned back at the two, showcasing your brightest smile, hoping that they'd get the message to not bring up the fact that this was not your first encounter. You were going to introduce yourself to the two, but the blond seemed to beat you to cut. "How come Samu is the normal one?" He whined.
Suna snickered, "Because Osamu doesn't act like a dramatic brat who needs his hand held every damn second of the day."
Suna's blunt words made you softly chuckle, there was something in friendly banter that just made it so pure and innocent. You looked up at the two, noticing that the blond's expression had softened after hearing your giggles. With the brief moment of silence at hand, you decided to take this as the moment to introduce yourself. "I'm Y/N, it's nice to meet you Atsumu and Osamu."
"Well now that we got introductions out of the way, why don't we go inside and find something to do," Suna suggested.
"Rinny, can we watch a movie?" You asked excitedly. The last time you had watched a movie was when you hung out with Nishinoya, Tanaka, and Ennoshita before leaving Miyagi, and your dad hardly ever let you engage in anything other than school work or piano, making it a rare treasure.
Suna nodded, "Watching a movie it is."
As all of you entered the house, you couldn't help but hear the blond, Atsumu mutter to his brother, "If I called 'm Rinny I think he'd punch me on the spot."
A smile quickly reappeared on your face as you heard his brother respond, "I don't know, I'll give ya one thousand yen to put it to the test."
"No, I think I'll choose life," He giggled.
You found your way to the couch and swiftly pulled out your phone, eager to let your friends know your current situation. The whole scene sounded like something straight out of a book.
You clicked your phone off and turned your attention to the aroma that seemed to be emerging from the kitchen. The familiar scent, caramel popcorn and green tea, jogged an almost forgotten memory of your childhood. An unlikely duo, yet even as a child you couldn't get enough of the weird combination. No one would've ever thought to put the two together, but it just worked.
You almost laughed at the sight. Suna walked out of the kitchen juggling three bowls of caramel popcorn, three bottles of energy drinks, and, of course, your mug of green tea. Since he had such little grace, you got up and lent a helping hand. "No, no you're my guest and you're injured go sit back down," Suna scolded.
"Well it's too late, I'm already here, so I'll just take some of that off your hand," You said while grabbing the mug of tea and the three energy drinks. You walked over to the twins and handed them each their bottle.
"Say what happened to yer foot over there?" Osamu asked with a smirk on his face.
"Oh yeah you never told me what you did to your foot, Y/N," Suna added as he placed the remaining bowls on the side table.
"It's not a big deal I just scraped myself with glass while unpacking," You blurted. You hoped that the lie was convincing enough, but to be honest, scraping yourself with glass sounded way more believable than being run over with a shopping cart.
"I see, sorry to hear that," Osamu responded in an almost surprise-like manner. You thought that maybe he expected you to call out his brother, however you decided to stick with your initial decision of ignoring the situation to save your night from awkwardness. His expression only got more surprised as he realized the unusual food combination you were eating. For only eating caramel popcorn with green tea, he looked as if you were committing a crime against food.
"Green tea with caramel popcorn?" He asked.
With no shame you nodded your head. "Don't knock it until you try it, it's my favorite combo in the world. I can never get enough of it."
Suna sighed, "Yeah, it's no use to convince her otherwise it's been more than a solid seven years since i last saw her and she still likes it."
The night ended almost as quickly as it started. Although you were initially worried about it being awkward, your worries were soon rested once Osamu started explaining his love of cooking. You both talked endlessly about all sorts of sweets and savory foods you both enjoyed indulging in. However, his twin, on the other hand, barely talked as he aimlessly played around with his phone.
Your eyes noticed the time on the nearby clock, the numbers displaying that it was near midnight. Your stomach instantly knotted, if your dad wasn't asleep, you for sure were going to get an ear full when you arrived home. You picked up your phone, and smiled at Suna and Osamu who's chest softly rose up and down as they slept.
You stood up quietly, getting Atsumu's attention. You didn't expect him to do or say anything since he'd been quite dull the entire night, but it seemed like this was a night of surprises. "Yer not planning to go all the way to the bus stop by yerself now are ya?" He asked.
"Well I'm not waking either of them so they can escort me if that's what you're asking," you responded "But, you're more than welcome to join me if it'll put your mind at ease." You fully expected him to not care, however he grabbed his jacket next to him and stood up, walking over to where you stood by the front door.
He quietly opened the door, careful to not make a creaking noise. "After you," He said as he directed you out of the house. The crisp winter air hit your face, your whole body jolted from the sudden change of temperatures. "Don't suppose yer cold now?" He asked, probably noticing your shivering. You replied by shaking your head and continued on the trail to the bus stop.
The rest of the walk was mostly silent, neither one of you knowing what to say. This was definitely uncharacteristically of Atsumu, anyone who'd even slightly know him would expect him to be chatting your ear off with overdramatized commentary. However, things seemed to be different in this situation, there was an eerie feeling about you that he couldn't quite put his finger on. Of course, it didn't help that your first encounter with him was him, in fact, running a shopping cart into you, but it wasn't just that. Maybe it was the way you presented yourself, in an almost sickening sweet-like manner. It all felt artificial, like a facade.
"Well this is it," you said, snapping him out of his thoughts, "Just in time for the last bus, thanks for walking with me." You turned around to enter the vehicle but before you could, a hand made its way to your arm. You immediately flinched at the contact, pulling away at the light hold he had on you.
"I'm sorry I just- i um," He started, trying to find a way to word what he wanted to say. "I wanted to say that 'm sorry for yesterday, it was kind of a shitty thing to do, and 'm also sorry for not really talking all that much today, ya seem really nice and I'm usually not this bad when it comes to meeting new people. And, I totally ruined the night by ignoring you I-"
You lightly laughed, "It's alright, plus any friend of Rin's, is a friend of mine, and you didn't ruin tonight at all, I thought it was perfect." You both smiled back at each other, not saying anything for a moment. You cleared your throat, "Um, I'll see you around, have a good night, Atsumu."
He watched as you entered the bus. A small smile made it on his face as he watched you wave goodbye from the bus window. He waved back and muttered under his breath, "Good night, Y/N."
The bus ride was only about ten minutes. Anxiously, you opened the door to your house, hoping that by some miracle your dad would be sound asleep. The old door slightly creaked, you peaked inside and all your worries flushed away as you saw your dad passed out on the couch. Granted he was passed out drunk, at least that's what you gathered by the four bottles of empty beer that laid at his feet.
Even for you, life wasn't as perfect as it seemed. As much as you wanted it to be, as much as you led people on to think that it was, it just wasn't. The worst part of it was that deep down, you felt accountable for it all. Maybe if you would've been just a little better at piano, you could've achieved your perfect life.
You reached your bedroom and exhaustedly plopped down on your bed. You glanced at the picture of your mother on your bedside table. Her long hair glided down her lavender dress, her face gleaming with a smile. In one hand she held her violin and the other held an award deeming her the best violinist in the nation. She was talented, beautiful, intelligent, and made your dad happy. She was absolutely everything you weren't, and your dad made sure to remind you everyday.
Life before she died was perfect. You could never recall a memory of you being sad around her. Before you closed your eyes, you whispered, "I wish I was perfect like you."
fun facts !
Whenever Atsumu doesn't know how to address a situation, he just goes on his phone and plays angry birds.
If you're ever bored, Osamu will talk forever about all the different ways you can cook the same recipe.
Suna can never stay awake during a movie night, he always falls asleep somehow.
Before getting into volleyball, the twins' mother tried to get them into violin, however that quickly failed once Atsumu broke his bow on the second day of lessons.
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smau written by @sagefzy
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Katsuki with daughter hc? I'm dead (x-x) that piece is so precious I can't!!!! Imagine him with a twin both boys with different personalities, the other one is energetic and the other one is shy but they are both angels (like a kirshima and deku) he loves them all and and andd aughhh!😭 my heart can't take it!! -🧸🎂
Yes. This. Yes. Yes. Aha. This is it. This is my life juice. This right here. Fuck me up. Give me. I need this now. Bakugou with twin boys is the dream.
Hybrid!Bakugou with twin boys HCs:
× so we established his daughter would be just like him but;
× i live for this ask right now because it's absolutely precious!
× imagine his surprise when be finds out you're having twins
× absolutely adores them and will pamper them so much
× [ thanks the lord, the heavens, the old gods and all the stars in the galaxy because they're more chill akdjjwjdj ]
× if his daughter is daddy's little girl, the twins are glued to you and he's lowkey jealous but doesn't know if he's jealous of you since you're getting all of their attention or on them since they're getting all of your attention
× big family snuggling on the couch; everyone sprawled everywhere, the kids snuggling into you and he'd just... he'd be in his element, man;
× pulls such a soft face bc he's living for this moment
× his pack; that's it, this is his pack.
× as the twins are laid back and just smol sunshines, he'd be a little worried but both of them have each other's backs!
× one would be the one doing all the socializing while the other would calm the situation even from an early age
× they wouldn't fight and that's a relief; I feel that combo of personalities would make such a great team, for real.
× [ part 2 of thanking the heavens but ok ]
× he'd play with them and also teach them how to growl
× imagine one growling lively and the other letting out a very shy rawr then cry bc he didn't make it
× Katsuki would pat his head and reassure him; "It's ok, kid, you'll get it someday. Now show me your teeth!"
× he makes a face at smol bean until he starts laughing through the tears
× this man will feel so accomplished it's surreal
× the twins will also be his biggest fans too; think about them talking with other kids at the playground and saying "My dad is the strongest!" and "Yeah, he's so cool."; meanwhile Bakugou, who was just keeping an eye on them, grins like a mad man bc FUCK YES HE IS DAMMIT!
× instantly sends you messages about it to make you feel jealous but blushes bright red if you say something along the lines of "Of course you are!"
× that being said—
× Katsuki will always make sure they have their favorite food prepared and that's a hassle to say at least! Both have completely different tastes too
× bitches about the kids but with no backbone
× akdjskdjdj everyone, gather around in a circle and let's have an imagining exercise: Bakugou manhandling them; never ever hurts them but let's say he throws one on his shoulder and picks the other in his hand like a baggage, limbs dangling and both laughing at their dad 💕
× or just grabs one by the hood of his tiny hoodie and another from his ankle and just places them on the couch until he finishes cleaning or something
× if they run up to you and jump on you he's again showing that soft look and it's so adorable...
× THEIR TAILS WOULD BE WAGGING WHEN RUNNING TO YOU AND IT'S HNNNGGNGNNNN— 💕💞💕💞💕💞
× you can tell them apart just by their tails bc the more outgoing bean wiggles it like crazy knocking stuff in his path and the shy one would just— 🥺 wave it slowly— or just the tip would wiggle a little bit;;;;
× they're still his kids so they're little shits; as much as they're normally sweet angels, they do have their moments and I'm not even sorry about it
× let's say they do blame each other for something bc they'd be terrified to blame it on their bigger sister akddjdkkd at the end they're still a team but it turns out to be ridiculous...
× "No, he did it!"
× "Wasn't me..."
× "Fine, it was—uh... An alien!"
× "Y-yeah—!"
× starts bitching and cussing like a sailor: "See these brats?! Saying fuckin' E.T. broke into the fucking house and colored the walls!" He's irritated as hell but smirking at his dumbass children. [ spoiler alert: both of them did it and they fucking signed it— 💀 ]
× you all go hiking and Bakugou has a stroke bc everyone is doing their thing, running around in too many directions and he's fuming but loving it
× very active so good thing he has the energy for that even if you don't
× drops in bed at night and sighs
× hides a small smile off his face when he says "Knew you'd torture me with more devils."
× he loves them so, so much
#bakugou katsuki x reader#bakugou x reader#hybrid!bakugou#hybrid!au#noire writes#bakugou with twins#I'm so soft omg
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My thoughts on Seabound!!! 🌊🌊🌊 (2/4)
SPOILERS ALERT!!!
For now, nothing to complain about! We got Nya, we got MAYA AND RAY, we got GILES PANTON BACK A LEGO SHOW!!! 😍😍😍
Of course now I'm definitely curious about what the story is really about, like I'm guessing Wojira will wake up at some point so... Great Devourer all over again maybe? 😅 Idk, for now I just wanna enjoy Nya having her moment 🥳
Alright, here we go!
GENERAL THOUGHTS
New alert for reader, during the Nexo Knights period I was and still am the hugest Clay fan. Now that his voice is in this season I might scream more than necessary... keep that in mind 😅
I love the humor in this, all random but still kinda clever 😂😂 Maybe I'm biased because I love Jay but still 🤷♀️
I really like the design of the marine world, very cool!! 🌊🌊🌊
I guess I'm not really seeing any big plot twist moment for now? Ninjago seasons have history of basing seasons on a "we need to prevent this event from happening but it will happen anyway", so I can see Wojira waking up no matter what 🤷♀️
I wonder if that will be shocking? Usually when this situation happen, someone makes a major sacrifice (Zane with the Overlord, sensei Garmaron with Chen, again sensei G with the Preeminent...). Maybe Maya? I DON'T WANT THAT 😭 But I am curious, everything is going nicely and I'm not sure what it will bring! 🤩 I'M EXCITED SO LET'S GO!!!
THE WRATH OF KALMAAR
So this is the name of Clay's new incarnation, neat! 👍
Okay really, for having a season lately the main character just can't help but be trapped by the villain: kinda Zane in the ICE Chapter, Jay in Prime Empire, Cole in Master of the Mountain... we can call it a tradition at this point 🤷♀️
Giant serpent, yadda yadda, I wonder if we're gonna address the Great Devourer at some point? Not mandatory, but the reference would be very cool 🤩
Clay's new incarnation is a prince I- *hyperventilates in awe*
Nya playing dumb lol, I don't know if that's personal experience as she used to get kidnapped a lot in the past or she just have too many idiots in her life 😂
ALSO ANOTHER BEST GIRL'S SMIRK
NYA YOU'RE TOO MUCH ILY ❤💙❤💙
Jay I love that you're so worried about Nya but maybe try NOT TO DIE? YOU'RE WITH LLOYD AND ZANE YET YOU'RE THE ONE GOING FOR THE SACRIFICE WTH?? 😱 But he's worried about his cool GF I kinda get it, also he didn't do it so good...
WHAT. THE. HECK.
WHO ARE YOU OH MY FIRST SPINJITZU MASTER YOU'RE ADORABLE I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT YOU YOU ABSOLUTE CUTIE 🤩🤩🤩
So Giles is doomed to voice LEGO characters with daddy issues 😂 That being not having a dad at all or having one that is... a good guy? Idk he seems chill with the surface at first glance, I wonder what's the story of this family
Maya reminds of my mom, she also mentions her work a lot and I study the same thing. But she doesn't want to brag, it gets annoying but she just wants to give me advice. It's nice to see actually 👍 Also Ray reference NEAT ❤❤❤
Wow, if any child-parent couple of this show was doomed at going semi Emperor's New Groove style, I would've bet on Ed and Jay honestly 😅
Oh HECK yes I knew that with my water girls things were BOUND to get cool 😎 ... yeah I know where the door is *goes away*
JAY NO WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT TRYING TO DIE STOP DOING WHAT YOU'RE DOING!!! 😱😱😱
My GOSH that scared the crap out of me 😅 Jay honey we have too many deaths in this team, you're not helping... BUT YOU POWERED AN ENTIRE SHIP BECAUSE YOU LOVE NYA AND YOU DIDN'T DIE AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BLUEBELL 💙💙💙
They were all so worried, I love this ninja family so freaking much 💜💜💜 Also better not tell this one to his GF 😂
And Bluebell?
Welcome to the "change eye color because of elemental power" team! WE GOT ANOTHER ONE I LOVE WHEN IT HAPPENS!!! 😍😍😍
Awww, Zane letting Jay be the captain, that was so cute of him 💕
Another great episode! Doing great so far but I still wonder if we got into the main story. Feels like there should be more, well we got time! Next one! 😊
LONG LIVE THE KING
Sooooo... that's one very telling title 😅 If we're going full Lion King on this one, I think I know where this is going 😵
Maya: Don't they know that metal taste terrible?!? (Again feels like Kai could say something like this 😂)
FINALLY NYA USING FREAKING WATER POWERS UNDER THE SEA!!! Thank you Maya for saying out loud what we were all thinking 👌👌
NINJA TO THE RESCUE!!!
Pff, okay, the fact that Kalmaar is all evil and cruel and then he gets startled like that, it's kind or adorable! 💕 Honestly Giles got such a deep voice, with Clay it was firm warm and reassuring, here we got plain devious and I ADORE it 😍😍😍
Maya come on don't doubt your daughter 😅 But I like her, and if she knew Nya they way we all do she wouldn't doubt that she could make it every time 😎
Yeah I was right, the king seems chill... oww I fear what's coming then 😳
Okay, so Kalmaar thinks that the world should go back to be lead by them like in the past, while the king just wants peace with the surface. And as we know, no drama no season so...
Yep, saw the death coming 😅
WHOA DID NOT SEE THAT LITTLE BLAME ACT COMING KALMAAR IS SO EVIL!!!... with a glorious voice but still (Rose focus on something that is not that godlike voice, you can do it 💪💪)
THE OLD ONE TWO I LOVE THIS SO MUCH COMBO ATTACK!!! 🌊❄🌊❄
Awww Benthomaar is actually really cute, he's so worried about his father 😢 And he's adopted apparently? I wanna know the story!!! 🤩🤩
Yep, there's the reason why Zane got a mask even though he doesn't need one, it completes his attire 😂😂😂 My gosh how I love this nindroid ❄
Did... did Jay just say phooey? Dude Ducktales ended a while ago but I'm still not over it 😭
I said it once before I'll say it again, Ninjago is really REALLY good at making death scenes. Like, omg, I genuinely felt sorry for them 😢😢 I also really liked that the king didn't ask to be avenged, he still wanted peace and he asked his son to protect the ninja and he cried actual tears...
MY HEART WTH 😭😭😭 So we're adding this to the real tears moments of the show, with Jay crying over pie, Zane with the flashback of his dad, Jay crying over Nya and Lloyd thinking the ninja are gone... my world this show is angsty 🙂
Third startle for prince Kalmaar, I love the gag 😂 Oh wait, king Kalmaar 🤷♀️
Okay, we got a coup, the ninja running away because they got framed, Benthomaar is most likely going to join them or at least help them, I guess Wojira will come out at some point while... Kai, Ray and Cole are still playing videogames? 😅
THIS IS GETTING COOL I WONDER WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT AAAAHHH HECK YES THERE IS THE HYPE!!! 😍😍😍
Although I hope we get more stuff with Nya and Maya, that's what I like 🤩
ESCAPE FROM MERLOPIA
I'm good at English and I can follow most of it, but the fantasy names are tricky so I didn't get before that this was the name of the place 😅 It's nice, at least it's not another Atlantis 🤷♀️🤷♀️🤷♀️
LLOYD I SWEAR TO YOUR GRANDPA IF YOU TRY TO DIE AGAIN 😱
NYA YOU ARE NOT A GOOD SUBSTITUTE NONE OF YOU ARE OMG 😱😱
Ah, there he is, my new son Benthomaar 💙 He is so lovable already, I know nearly nothing about him and I like his character already a lot! He could relate with all of the ninja really, but maybe with Jay the most? They were both adopted after all 🤔🤔
*scribble note for a fanfic for later if this doesn't come up in the season*
Alright moving on 😗
I am so happy Nya gets a season, Kelly got a great emotional range that doesn't come out often in my opinion, but with a full introspection of water goddess we are all blessed by her voice acting 😍
Gotta say, admitting that Bentho didn't have to help them to answer the usual 'Can we trust him' question is pretty reasonable, like, better than other stupid answers 😅
Also don't mind me
Just screenshotting by ship 💙❤💙❤
Somehow lately we are letting Jay do the talking and I both hate and LOVE the fact 😂😂 Plain Bluebell nonsense, heck yes that's my jam👌👌
MAYA IS SO COOL OMG 🤩🤩
I literally can't not laugh at the startle gag with Kalmaar 😂
LLOYD WHAT DID I JUST SAY ABOUT SELF SACRIFICING!! PLEASE IT'S NOT EVEN YOUR SEASON!! 😱😱😱😱
Aww Jay is still the Captain, nice! Wonder if it's giving him Skybound flashbacks... I hope not considering all he went through that time, poor Sparky 😅😅
ARE THOSE LITTLE WU ROCKETS?? 🤯
Can we skip a season and hang out with Pixal one time? I really wanna know how she organizes her free time to create these things 😍😍😍
THANK YOU LLOYD FOR NOT DYING ONCE AGAIN, MUCH APPRECIATED!!! 💚💚💚 My green bean needs a vacation... they all do 😅
THEY ARE
SO BEAUTIFUL 💙🌊💙🌊
Alright, back to the island hoping Kalmaar will not track us and follow us so he can get to the place and discover the amulet 🙂
Are we not calling the others? I miss my flame babe and Rocky ❤🖤❤🖤 Also RAY WATCHA DOIN I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING 🤩🤩
THE TALE OF BENTHOMAAR
Wait what? Shark boy backstory? SHARK BOY BACKSTORY?!? 👀👀👀
Wow, I see that Kalmaar didn't change a thing growing up, still the same gonna-be-a-villain 😂 Of course his voice got a lot deeper and cool and okay you know I love his voice moving on
I find it kinda funny that Kalmaar is so focused on royal blood and superiority, while Clay was basically a farm boy who worked his way up. Giles knows how to get the character no matter what 😍
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH
BABY BENTHOMAAR AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍💙💙💙💙💙💙💙
The king seems like such a good pers- fish- creature 😅 Now I'm double sad that he died, my world, why do I always care so fast, it's not healthy in this show where everyone could die 😰😰
I'M SORRY IS THAT KAI'S HAIR??? 😂😂😂 I LITERALLY CAN'T LOOK AWAY WTH I DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS
Literally every frame of Benthomaar makes me love him even more 😢
Interesting that we got an academic villain, he kinda reminds me of Clouse in a way, maybe even Harumi since she studied her way to her plan as well? I like that we got a bit of personality too!
Using your little bro for your own purpose... it's very evil but kinda also brotherly like 😂
Benthomaar really gives me that very PRECIOUS vibe, kinda the perfect son but also a naive and unaware BABY 💙
LEGO HUG 🤩🤩 Not exactly reciprocated but still 😅
Ooohhh, so this is how he found the temple! I like this, it shows that Bentho is most likely physically stronger than Kalmaar, while evil brother is focused on brain and studies. They are planned differently, I like it! 😚😚
Ouch, peer pressure... sibling pressure? Eh you get what I mean 😂
POOR BENTHO 😭😭😭 YOU GOT THE NINJA NOW DON'T WORRY WE'RE NEVER GONNA LEAVE YOU ALONE YOU PRECIOUS SHARK BABY!! 🦈🦈🦈
Bentho: will I really fit in with you guys? Do you really understand how I feel?
Lloyd: Jay was adopted, Nya's parents were gone most of her life, Zane lost his father while mine turned evil
Bentho(tearing up): yeah that can work
Okaaaaayyyyy, I like that we got a bit of backstory for Bentho too! We didn't get much for Vanya in Master of the Mountain, which is the only thing I was sad about (very little detail, AMAZING season 🖤🖤🖤), nice to see it here!!
But I really want more Nya and Maya interactions, I hope we'll soon get to them again!! 😍😍😍
Alright, getting somewhere here! I'm very curious about what's next 🤩🤩
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