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strxbrymochi · 3 months

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i know im quite late but this has been stuck in my head and i need to get it out so here are my 12am impulse thoughts,,,

how i imagine nct dream would be on valentine's day;

note: this is just the vibes i get from seeing them and 100% based on my delusional imagination

mark;

i am extra delulu for this man rn its so bad

i feel like he would be such a wholesome valentine date

straight up imagined some sort of serenading going on bc hello guitar skills?? and his voice??

i'd imagine he'd gift you some sort of designer thing (just cause i think he's the type to spoil u for special occasions bc ur his girl yk screams)

i think good food = good talks = just enjoying each other's company; type of guy i genuinely feel like you can have hour hour hours long convos and not get bored

lots of laughs bc hearing his laugh >>>

feel more home date vibes where you take out your fave foods and just jam out love songs in pjs but i can also see late night walks or going to some lowkey resto so yalls dont get spotted

renjun;

this guy is for real a deep down romantic aint no way with that face and attitude have you seen how he speaks to some of the dreamies??

defs would serenade u if u ask him to (imagine him shy at first but giving it his all aww)

hands down will gift u something he custom made i do not doubt this given he made custom hoodies for the rest of dream but yours defo will be extra special and made with care <3

can imagine some sort of art date or a quiet night for the two of yalls, him spoiling u a bit cause valentines is extra reason to do so

honestly if i was on a date w him i'd just stare at him ... oops

i think u guys should do the "draw each other" trend as a gift and ur drawing of him looks horrendous (bc u are not as gifted in the arts-- if you are good for u) while his of you looks majestic but he keeps it anyways bc u made it (hearing his beautiful laugh makes it worth ut too anyways)

jeno;

ok look i think jeno's v acts of service-y

wouldn't question if he attempts to cook for you or do things for you a lot more often on valentines to show his love for u (wake up to meals and a clean house yessir-- only for today tho GAHAHAHAHA)

another one i think would spoil you with designer stuff and just imagine the little cute smile on his face when he watched you open the gifts cause he's out here looking at u w pure genuine love (must be nice)

my man's a gamer would probs challenge u to a game or two before heading out

ice cream !!!!!! i have seen 2 vlogs w him looking for and eating ice cream i think you guys will defs have an ice cream taster or smtg (he's so me!!)

idk bro i love jeno any boyfriend fantasy i have in my dreams is played out by him. TT

haechan;

nah yea atp they'd all spoil you (pls dream is full of loving green forest men)

i can imagine deep talks about your future together like wouldnt be surprised if mans doesnt just propose to you alr thats how much he loves you

clingy clingy boy and he is not afraid to show you and let you know how much he loves u !

would hands down take you to the BEST restos and yalls would have insanely good food

can see some karaoke or bowling or idk just an activity yalls can do together before going home for a quiet night of the talks and just enjoying each other's presence

where do i find one genuine question

jaemin;

royalty treatment all the way

breakfast in bed: check with four course meal, flowers: check, gifts: check, chore-free house: check say less

i feel like jaemin is a very big words of affirmation guy so he will not stop complimenting you or saying he loves you

takes a lot of pictures of you too

yk also i think he'd actually send his mom flowers for valentine's day too

staring at you for hours with that stupid cute grin of his, eyes full of adoration

would have all your wants and preferences memorised hes so attentive you actually dont need to worry or do anything all day (just appreciate it bc u deserve him and his love!!!)

chenle;

(there were like no chenle gifs wtf)

PRESIDENT ZHONG CHENLE!!!!! money moves fr name what u want and u got it, spoiled level 1000 on valentine's day

if he could go around freely i think he's the type to take you to fancy ass restaurants like those rich hotel ones (but like if not that's ok he'll spoil you through other means)

he's a menace sometimes i think he'd joke around and try to get on your nerves a bit for fun like imagine him rocking up and being like what day is it today? oh it's valentine's? what's that idk what that is. was i meant to do smtg for u? (him and haechan fr would be the type to tease u so bad) all that just for laughs i can alr imagine the look on his face

as sweet as he is i think at one point he'd either make you do smtg so stupid w him or get a random ass matching present just for the lols (he rlly doesn't gaf he's so real and u love him for it)

jisung;

my sweet sweet child (we're like the same age)

i feel like he'd be so babie trying to prep everything and making sure everything is perfect for u awwwie

tries to act all tough and cool but melts on the inside, compliment him once he shows that smile of his and he's down forever

would be the type to get advice from his hyungs on what to do but be so shy when asked (sksks hes adorable pls)

i feel like he would make you a custom gift like something you can take w u always but also get u something expensive idk unless ur not into that stuff GAHAHA

IMAGINE he tries cooking for u but oblivious kiddo ended up burning it but its ok he tried, yalls got takeout instead

OK ALSO think him trying to teach u how to dance that'd be so cute or yalls can end it w a movie just in each other's presence and u fall asleep next to each other on the couch (BYE SO CUTE IM DED)

ok that's it im done i need to sleep good night (stay delulu besties <3)

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dontyoufeelitangel · 1 month

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Happy Easter Adam

This contains major Christian/religious themes and traditions, if you aren’t comfortable with that I advise scrolling.

Easter was something you and Adam would always celebrate together.

On this holiday Adam tended to get very emotional, same with other holidays like Christmas and such.

All year round Adam was a party animal. Jumping from concert to concert, sleeping with groupie on top of groupie. It was only on holy holidays like this that Adam would refrain from his party rocking persona. On holidays like this, he’d spend his days with you.

On Valentine’s Day he took you out to a nice fancy dinner, and on that night you both started your lent sacrifice.

No candy.

Simple enough for you, but Adam thrived on three simple things.

Ribs, alcohol and artificial sugar.

So when lent started he almost broke it three days later.

How did he almost break it?

Adam -the first man Adam- had a major hangover, so in turn, he wanted to crush up a Tylenol and put it in a Fun-Dip packet.

Oh god he’s slow , you’d think to yourself

You quickly had to grab the candy packet from him, he protested but nothing to extreme. His hangover was drowning out his energy and ability to argue with you.

“Why don’t you take the medicine with some juice honey?” You had offered him.

He had survived his lent sacrifice, now he had to make room for Good Friday,,, another nightmare for him, no meat.

Of course Adam had priorities, he spent his Good Friday sending prayers to his holy father.

You found it adorable that no matter how hard he partied and how unholy some of his actions could be, he still made room to do some good on the holidays.

He was fine on Good Friday, up until dinner,

“What do you mean no meat?” He questioned you as he made his way to the dinner table.

“Honey, Jesus sacrificed his flesh today, we must give up meat. It’s only for today, I promise you.” You put your hand on top of his and gave him a sympathetic smile.

“That’s a human thing babe! We’re already dead! I don’t see why we can’t just have some,” he tried arguing with you

“ oh hush! I made stuffed bell peppers and pasta with cauliflower,” you put a plate in front of him.

“If you don’t want to eat it, then fine, don’t eat it. You’ve spent all day praying, don’t throw that away because you want some meat. I know you Adam, I know you can do the right thing.” You crossed your arms and looked at him sternly.

“Fine fine” he muttered and started cutting his stuffed bell pepper.

Today was resurrection day, commonly known as Easter.

Early in the morning Adam prayed to his holy father and even made a visit to the big man himself.

That morning you two went out for coffee,

Normally you’d settle for any cafe but today Adam took you to a rockin cafe, or so he called it.

“It’s really cool babe! In the cafe they have a record player connected to big speakers. And they like totally let you play whatever record you bring in, so they’re always playing good vintage rock there!” Adam cheered on as he was walking with you.

“The coffee cups are black and they paint on them with these like white paint pens. Normally they just write your name but last time I went I told them to draw lightning on my cup and they did! It was so fucking cool, you really have you see it babe!” Adam continued.

You listened to him the whole walk there, your heart could explode he was so cute. You loved hearing Adam talk about the things he liked, it made you feel like he truly trusted you.

You arrived at the cafe and you had to admit, it was a very rocking cafe.

You both got drinks, Adam got a black coffee with twelve packets of sugar, and you got a tea.

Adam was right about the cups too, you could ask for a drawing on your cups and the workers would do it.

Adam got stars and flames drawn on his cup, you got flowers and vines on yours.

You two took a seat in the cafe and talked while the record player in the back spun, letting out a slow jazz song that you quite enjoyed.

After finishing the drinks you promised Adam you’d take him to get treats, candy and pastries from the store to make up for the ‘no candy rule’ during lent.

When arriving to the store Adam pulled your straight to the candy isle.

When something is created on earth it is also brought to heaven.

So when he stumbled across the peeps, he freaked out.

“These are sick! Little ducky marshmallows, humans are getting really creative down there!” Adam laughed.

Despite his teasing comments about the peeps he continued to grab one of each flavor and popped it into the cart.

You grabbed cupcake mix and frosting along with some sprinkles so you two could bake together later.

By the time you two were done shopping the cart was filled with an assortment of goodies including:

Every flavor of peeps, the bunny peeps, milk chocolate Cadbury eggs, Reese’s eggs, jelly beans, Cadbury crème eggs, chocolate bunnies, chocolate crosses, skittles, cookies, cake mix, frosting, sprinkles, bunny ear headbands, egg painting kits and two redbulls.

What a selection.

You and Adam giggled to eachother as the cashier gave you two weird looks.

As soon as you two arrived home you started the feast. You and Adam downed the redbulls and cracked open the peeps, going down each flavor and rating them.

You both decided the cotton candy peeps were the best, and the birthday cake peeps were the worst.

Adam dared you to play chubby bunny, a game in which you see how many marshmallows you can stuff in your mouth.

Adam made it to nine marshmallows and you only got to five.

Adam nearly choked as he attempted to shove another marshmallow into his mouth, his poor attempt sent you into a laughing fit causing you to spit out all the marshmallows.

Seeing you enjoy yourself so much made Adam smile, he was so glad he got to spend resurrection day with you.

After opening up the rest of the candy and eating some you asked him if he wanted to make cupcakes.

“Um, is that even a question? Fuck yes!” He jumped up running to the kitchen. You flapped your wings and followed behind him.

The cupcakes had been baked and how it was time for decorating, he adorned the cakes with yellow frosting and put jelly beans and peeps on top of his.

You on the other hand put baby blue frosting on yours and wrote happy resurrection day! With gel frosting on top of your cakes.

After decorating the cupcakes he offered to make dinner for you.

You gladly accepted.

While he cooked you cleaned the mess you two had previously made. Sugar and candy wrappings thrown everywhere in you and Adam’s living room.

For dinner Adam had prepared carrot, asparagus and potatoes with ham for the main dish.

And oh god, he made the lamb cake too…

Despite the fact you two JUST make cupcakes not even two hours earlier he decided to make a lamb cake.

The lamb cake was a tradition you and many other winners around heaven shared.

It was a lamb shaped cake dish that you bake the cake in, then once the cake is done you’d decorate it like a lamb.

Adam was a decent cook. There was no doubt that the cake would taste delicious, it’s the decoration of the cake that was questionable.

The lamb was given white frosting and a face made out of jelly beans.

The white frosting was smeared on in a way that made the poor lamb look like it was balding, and the face was melting off.

The lamb looked like it was begging for mercy, Adam tried to make it look cute though, by adding red colour to the cheeks to make it seem as though the lamb was blushing. It ended up looking like the poor thing had chicken pox.

“I made it for you” Adam stated.

You smiled

“Awwwwe honey!” You walked up to him and wrapped your arms around his neck, placing a small kiss on his nose.

“It’s cute” you tilted your head and looked him in the eyes, a genuine smile painted your face.

“You really think so” he smiled wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I know so, now let’s eat.” You let go of him and sat down at the table.

He had gotten the plates of dinner ready for the two of you and he had set them down on the table making his way to sit down next to you.

You grabbed his hand and closed your eyes,

“Lord, thank you for this wonderful day, this lovely meal. Please bless the hands that prepared it. Lord thank you for your sacrifices and thank you for blessing me with this amazing partner” you prayed.

You and Adam both said amen in unison.

You went to pick up a fork but Adam placed his hand on yours, then gave you a quick peck on the head.

You smiled at him while he started eating,

You were very grateful you had him, and for everything he is.

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gabessquishytum · 2 months

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Morpheus "Dream" Endless used to be one of the top pole dancers in the city; he worked his way up from seedy clubs (where he had to supplement his income with private "dances" with less select clientele) to the most premier gentleman's establishments in the city where his extra "attention" was tipped and gifted at a proper worshipful rate.

Morpheus was able to use his earnings to get out of the business himself, and open a classy co-ed club that paid dancers well enough that if they didn’t want to work private engagements or outside of dancing, they didn’t have to.

In the beginning, Morpheus was able to convince his brick sh*thouse of a brother to bounce for the club, so the place got a reputation for taking care of it's staff with extreme aggressiveness - Ollie is always happy to help when he was in town; now that things have settled down he gets to make appreciative eyes at the dancers and maybe get friendly with any who are interested (what Ollie's cute!)

To make sure the club is seen as welcoming and open to its community, Dream hosts a pole dancing class series for all adult-aged people who pay to take the classes. All the club's dancers can be on the class teaching rotation, if they want, but the real draw is when Morpheus teaches the class series, 2 or 3 times a year. Word got out (book club, twitter, a TikTok or two) that when "Dream" teaches the class, it's even better than normal.

Hob is not a great dancer, generally, but he's always game to get out on the floor. His boyfriend got him pole dancing lessons for Valentine's Day/their anniversary. Now this didn't really seem, to Hob, like a gift to & for him, it seemed more like a passive aggressive "you need to be less vanilla in the bed room gift" (when to Hob's mind he would be less "vanilla" if he trusted the ass more ~ it's probably time to breakup).

So Hob's ex-boyfriend got him pole dancing lessons and Hob is never one to turn down a gift; he is able to get into the next series of classes as someone canceled just as he was calling in the see if there was space for him. His instructor is a Dream E. (Hob had a chuckle; one must make ones own fun.)

Dream does actually like teaching college kids and housewives how to dance on the pole - for them it's not some fraught thing about livelihoods and next meals, it is just fun.

The class got even better when a cute but terribly uncoordinated man joined the class. He was not good at pole dancing at all, but he had a great attitude, was flirty and so very cute! And the yoga pants that Hob wore to the class hugged a fantastic ass. Dream might have to give him some private lessons.

Akajshdhaha yes!!!!!! I love it. Clumsy Hob and dancer Dream!!!

Hob’s first revelation of the class is that the poles apparently spin around??? He's not sure how he never worked that out before, but he's a little less worried now. At least he has the advantage of body weight, to give him some momentum when he swings around...? That's what Dream says, anyway, but Hob thinks he's just trying to be nice.

Even so, he tries his best! He focuses in the warm-ups, tries so hard to memorise each movement, and even practices a bit at home (without the pole). Hob really wants to be good at it! He wants Dream to be impressed, he wants compliments, hell he just wants Dream to look at him... unfortunately it seems like Dream only looks when Hob is flat on his ass. Or stuck, wrapped around the pole in a very awkward position, needing to be retrieved by both Dream and the assistant teacher. So embarrassing.

Hob is just starting to think that maybe his ex has a point. When Dream smiles and sits down beside him, and tells him that its not all about getting everything right. It's about having fun. He thinks that Hob is way too hard on himself. He's so nice and encouraging to all the other students, maybe he should try being nice to himself?

Hob grins and helplessly kisses Dream on the cheek, before jumping up to give it another try. He's going to have fun! And yes, he can feel Dream’s eyes on his ass as he walks away.

Several months later, Hob sees the pole in Dream’s bedroom for the first time... and gets his first private show. Dream is still a flawless dancer, and he's an even better lover. And while it's probably best not to mention Hob’s dancing, he certainly knows how to use his body to make Dream cum again and again. Poor Ollie has to put on his noise cancelling headphones.

It's ironic that Hob ended up being Dream’s best student. But there are so skills, you really just can't teach. Hehe.

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft

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slayfics · 2 months

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I know you don't do anymore Mui fics, but I come with an offer. 👀

I will draw you any character you want, or any oc x Canon art in exchange of a short Mui fic because I love your writing, preferably of valentines day but whatever works easier for you.

You may deny this offer if you so please in dms and or delete this ask.

I hope you have a great day and happy valentines day \(^□^)/🫶

Valentines Day with Muichiro.

~500 words

Your feet padded along the dark forest floor as you returned to Muichiro’s Mansion. You had been on a mission for several days, and your excitement at being back increased with every footstep.

Once the estate came into view, you were surprised to see dim lighting inside the mansion. You expected Muichiro to be resting or out on a late patrol.

When you walked inside the mansion you were met with the sight of Muichiro waiting patiently at the table.

“You made it back safely!” He exclaimed with a warm smile. “Not that I would have expected any less from you, but I’m glad you made it in time.” He spoke and gestured for you to join him at the table.

“Made it in time?” You asked and glanced at the table. The table was set for dinner for two, and origami flowers decorated the middle of the table.

“Mhm- seems I’m finally not the forgetful one,” Muichiro joked. “Today is Valentine’s Day.”

The days blurred together while you were out on your mission, and you had completely forgotten about the holiday.

“Oh! Happy Valentine's Master Tokito!” You said and finally sat down joining him at the table. “I’m sorry I had no idea it was today. I must have lost track of the days on my mission.”

“Don’t apologize, you completed your mission successfully. That’s all I could have hoped for.” He reassured you.

You nodded accepting his praise and looked over the food on the table, “You made this yourself?” You asked.

“Yes, it’s my favorite dish Furofuki Daikon. I thought it would be nice to share it together,” he answered.

Momentarily stunned for words all you could do was smile and nod. You hadn’t expected Muichiro to go through so much work for you.

“Please try it,” he urged, waiting for you to take a bite before he tried any of his.

You obliged and took a bite. It was better than you imagined- and after such a long journey it tasted heavenly.

“Wow this is amazing Tokito,” you spoke taking another bite.

“I’m glad you think so… it may have taken me a few times to remember how to make it just right,” he giggled. “Oh, before I forget this too-,” he cut off as he reached into his haroi and pulled out a gift. “Here these are for you.” He said handing you the gift.

You grabbed the gift reluctantly overwhelmed by his kindness. It had been this way since he regained his memories, but his fondness for you still took you by surprise.

You inspected the gift realizing they were long socks. “Uh- socks?” You asked smiling confused at him.

“Mhm,” he nodded. “Iguro said he gifted socks to Miss Kanroji once and she really enjoyed them so… do you not like them?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

“No no!” You said quickly waving your hands. “I love them! They’re perfect- thank you Tokito! This is the most thoughtful Valentine’s Day I’ve ever had.” You spoke.

“Is that so? Then I’ll have to make sure I make the next one even better,” he said smiling.

I was worried I wouldn’t be able to do this since my heart isn’t with Muichiro anymore- but I did my very best and I hope you like it! The artwork you made me is absolutely stunning 😫✨! I haven’t been able to take my eyes off it! Posting @naramaiz art of my OC Kansa and Katsuki Bakugo below because it’s absolutely perfect!

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popoturnip · 1 year

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How would the DMC characters ask you to be their valentine? Part 1

Inculding: Dante, Vergil x Gn!reader (separate)

Word count: 2807

Dante

Old school, uses cheesy tactics, and his past attempts have backfired, hard. But thankfully Dante's confidence doesn't shake! He's rather matte about asking you, yet where's the fun in that?

He won't necessarily observe your reactions, of course if you pay no heed to him for a considerate amount of time, he'll eventually buzz off. (In this instance, you are very much into him.)

Any chance Dante has got, he will bring up valentine's, teasingly!

Comes a regular purge of demons, and a regular day of you two slaying them, as a regular. These beasts were light and weak, fast, in hoards. You two fought coordinately, till a brute pushed you straight into Dante.

"Woah chicas, leave this for valentine's day!"

"Dante!"

Another scenario is where you two are casually in public, till Dante spots a romantic couple. Best way to explain is the couple from a single person's prospective, are an eye sore.

Dante clicks his tongue, "ah...if only I had a valentine."

These instances repeat, till one day your completely at his "mercy".

Dante: "if only-"

"Yes."

Dante: "..aha?"

"Yes, I'll be your valentine."

Dante: "hah, too easy." he exclaims, pulling you into a loving embrace and leaving small chuckles.

What a guy!

Vergil

Son of sparda, who opened demon portals, who you must be very forbearing with.

He doesn't aspire to rush things, and or any bold actions just to be closer with you, respecting these decisions would be the most certain step towards a closer relation.

At close, it may not appear that he's giving any notice to your actions. From a side view, he is careful, genteel, and warm eyed. Vergil truly loves you, yet we know him, a seemingly numb man, how can we go forward?

Vergil has forever been studied as a poet, a way with words. And so, every once in a while, you receive letters of heart touching words. Every letter gets you a stone's throw away from him, little by little. This includes the itching days before valentine's!

Who is walking swirls in the room, you? No, Vergil.

We know he's an insider, but seeing vergil stare at the foxing paper with furrowed eyebrows really makes me think.

Vergil acts of a scarecrow, eyeing whatever words he inked. There is no problem with said poem, but are you able to accuse him of being nervous? Vergil wishes for this to be ideal, of course, the little raven on his shoulder argues otherwise.

Ay, poor man eventually announced it to send.

Draw nigh evening, and the both of you have a meeting, at a park! It is usual for him to pick a silent area, so you didn't suspect anything sudden. A titchy heart-to-heart took place, before the both of you part, Vergil states that he has something to gift, you also hear a tint of nervousness, only a teeny bit.

Picking the poem out vergils hands, you read warily, reading and picking out words, for the summary is immensely vivid!

A smile gently evolves on your face, you hold onto said gift, and kiss Vergil on the cheek.

You notice he glimmers a bit, sort of a shock.

Now you trot back towards ones abode!

Vergil is stunned, holding his hand on the smooched cheek.

Jittery, shuffled into a softness, was that a yes? Whilst you depart, without consiounsness his monotone lips curved a soft smile. I suppose it was a yes.

#devil may cry #dmc5 dante #vergil dmc #dmc headcanons #dmc5 #dante sparda #vergil #dante x reader

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mlmxreader · 2 months

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FILM QUOTE PROMPTS!

usual rules tbh - this prompt list was made ONLY for requests to be sent to @mlmxreader

READ MY RULES AND GUIDELINES BEFORE YOU REQUEST PLEASE

HORROR FILMS (25)

Films quoted: Cabin Fever, Red Dragon, American Psycho, The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, My Bloody Valentine (1981), An American Werewolf In London

“I don't want any of us getting sick, but you two fuckin' fuckers insist on touching her, now she's bleeding all over both you guys! So you two can fuckin rot, but not me, no fuckin way not me!”

“I made it! I made it! I knew I'd make it! I fucking made it!”

“That guy asked for our help. We lit him on fire. You'll understand if I'm not in a particularly social mood.”

“When you've known someone a long time, you just want to kiss them just to see if they're a good kisser. There's nothing wrong with that, right?”

“I thought you might enjoy the challenge. Find out if you're smarter than the person I'm looking for.”

“Dammit, man, you must have some advice. You caught him. What was your trick?”

“Why are there copies of the style section all over the place, d-do you have a dog? A little chow or something?”

“Duct tape. I need it for... taping something.”

“Not if you want to keep your spleen.”

“I wouldn't want you to lose your willpower.” “That's okay. I'm not very good at controlling it anyway.”

“I'm leaving. I've assessed the situation, and I'm going.”

“I think I might hurt you. You don't want to get hurt, do you?”

“If you don't shut your fucking mouth, I will kill you.”

“Pumpkin, you're dating an asshole.”

“What's that stench?”

“Look, give me a chance! If you still want me to go away I will. But I have to tell you that I love you and want you back!”

Roses are red, violets are blue, one is dead, and so are you.”

“Beware of what you make fun of, you little asshole!”

“From the heart comes a warning, filled with bloody good cheer, remember what happened as the 14th draws near!”

“The undead surround me. Have you ever talked to a corpse? It's boring! I'm lonely!”

“On the moors, we were attacked by a lycanthrope, a werewolf. I was murdered, an unnatural death, and now I walk the earth in limbo until the werewolf's curse is lifted.”

“Hurting your feelings? Has it occurred to you that it might be unsettling to see you arise from the grave to visit me?”

“Yeah, be rational, sure. I'm a fucking werewolf!”

“I'm certain if there were a monster roaming around northern England, we'd have seen it on the telly.”

“I'm torn between feeling very sorry for you and finding you terribly attractive.”

ROMANCE FILMS (25)

Films quoted: Moulin Rouge, Shakespeare in Love, Atonement, Pretty Woman

“The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.”

“But I know about art and love, if only because I long for it with every fibre of my being.”

“Come what may, I will love you until my dying day.”

“I can't carry on without you.”

“You have so much to give.”

“Why does my heart cry? Feelings I can't fight... you're free to leave me, but just don't deceive me, and please believe me when I say I love you!”

“Hurt him to save him. There is no other way.”

“I couldn't! I couldn't go through with it! I saw you there and I felt differently! I couldn't pretend!”

“As long as we have each other. We have each other.”

“His eyes upon your face. His hand upon your hand. His lips caress your skin. It's more than I can stand!”

“You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.”

“Like a sickness - and its cure, together.”

“You never spoke so well of him.”

“Can you love a fool?”

“Yes, you were deceived, for I did not know how much I loved you.”

“Love knows nothing of rank, or riverbank. It will spark between a Queen and the poor vagabond who plays the King - and their love should be minded by each, for love denied blights the soul”

“Then kiss me again for I am not mistook.”

“The tide waits for no man, but I swear it would wait for you.”

“How can you understand the emptiness that seeks a soulmate?”

“I love you. I'll wait for you. Come back. Come back to me.”

“If all we have rests in a few moments in a library three and a half years ago, then I don't know... I don't…”

“Impossible relationships. My special gift is impossible relationships.”

“I'd like you to spend the week with me.”

“You gotta be joking.”

“Wow, great view. I bet you can see all the way to the ocean from out here.”

PERIOD DRAMAS (25)

Films quoted: Testament of Youth, War Horse, Benediction, 1917

“All of us are surrounded by ghosts. Now we need to learn how to live with them.”

“Can I find the courage to accept there might be another way? Perhaps their deaths have meaning only if we stand together now and say, "No!" No to killing. No to war. No to the endless cycle of revenge. I say no more of it. No more.”

“They'll want to forget you. They'll want me to forget. But I can't. I won't. This is my promise to you now. All of you.”

“I might hate you more, but I'll never love you less.”

“Be brave! Be brave!”

“You are not alone in that respect.”

“I'd give everything I possess to have him stay just one more hour. One more minute. Quick to tears, slow to love.”

“How could I be such a snob? He really is a lovely man.”

“Pain is not the only terror. There are many more.”

“I think he's still in love with you.”

“The moment passes, but the hurt remains.”

“If I was selfish enough, I'd ask you to marry me.” “If I were foolish enough, I'd accept.”

“Friends may come, friends may go. Enemies are always faithful.”

“I hoped today might be a good day. Hope is a dangerous thing.”

“That's it for now, then next week, Command will send a different message. Attack at dawn. There is only one way this war ends. Last man standing.”

“Shut up. We've fought and died over every inch of this fucking place, now they suddenly give us miles? It's a trap.”

“None of us were right. This idiot thought it was Tuesday.”

“Even their rats are bigger than ours.”

“I'm sorry about your friend. May I tell you something you probably already know. It doesn't do to dwell on it.”

“Straight ahead to the left, past the dead horses, there's a gap directly behind them. Useful, because if its dark you follow the stench. When you get to the second wire, look out for the bowing chap. There's a small break beside him. The German line is 150 odd yards after that. Watch out for the craters. They're deeper than they look. If you fall in, there's no getting out.”

“There is nothing here. There is nothing for you. Please.”

“Look, it's just a bit of bloody tin. It doesn't make you special. It doesn't make any difference to anyone.”

“The sub-trench was blown to hell weeks ago. Its full of bodies anyway. Your best bet is to pop over here. If you do get shot, try to make it back to the wire. We won't come after you until its dark. If by some fucking miracle you do make it, send up a flare.”

“We lost an officer and three men, two nights ago. They were shot to bits patching up wire. We dragged two of them back here.”

“I do hate losing, so when they start shooting at you, could you be so kind as to throw it back when you get shot.”

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bau-drabbles · 10 months

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liaaa please don’t give me that promotion 💀 more hotch stuff bc ive been pining more for him lately and i keep thinking about that idea i told you about (where reader is jack’s teacher)? i’d think that aaron would try to bring jack to school personally, just to see you even if it was for few minutes? oh but can you imagine valentine’s day in jack’s school and the kids have to draw people in their lives they love/care a lot about and in his final drawing it’s you, aaron and jack next to a house on one side with his friends and his aunt on the other?

and when aaron comes to pick jack up, you hand him and jack this picture back and start complimenting jack on his skills but aaron is at the side wondering if this could work again?? :( he’s afraid of falling in love because he’s not sure if he’ll be able to protect them or be there for them when in need, but seeing his son so happy again just makes his heart melt. he likes being around you too, noticing that he has been putting his guard down when you’re talking to him.

once you’re done, you gently pat the top of jack’s head and he giggles as he walks away holding his dad’s hand, waving goodbye to you before a small slip up — he says “bye mom”. you can tell aaron freezes up, unsure how to feel but you’re immediately calling out to both of them saying that kids do this all the time and its no big deal.

you pass jack a little sweet, hoping it’ll ease the embarrassment he’s feeling. aaron turns to watch as you interact with his son, smiling and patiently reassuring him that it’s okay and that’s when he blurts out an invitation to have dinner with him?? this man would be so direct with no frills whatsoever, and while you’re taken aback by how abrupt it was, you can tell that he’s a little embarrassed by it too — his cheeks are tinted pink and he watches you nervously before you say yes. you quickly scribble down your number and pass it to him before leaving to tend to the other kids and their parents, now before sending a quick wink to the both of them.

aaron’s heart is beating like crazy because there’s no way he just managed to do that but as he walked towards his car, he cant help but smile at the thought that things are finally looking better for him, and that maybe, it doesn’t have to be just the two of the hotchner boys anymore <3

IM SO SORRY FOR ALWAYS SENDING LONG ASKS D:

- (not) gideon anon

aww baby, i don't think you gave me this idea the last ask you sent was sad horny hotch but teacher!reader !!!!! 👀👀👀👀 also never apologise for the long ask!!! i love them!! 🤍🤍

this makes me so sad and happy because the first chance at love after such a devastating loss??? 🥺🥺 like after the whole haley thing, he's so scared to love again because what happens if history repeats itself and he falls too fast and too deep?? but you're such a burst of colour, so vibrant and just so beautiful he just wants a taste. a little glimpse of what if.

and when he looks back after reaching his car, he can see you smiling and laughing to the other parents with their kids and you just look so damn gorgeous. the wind blowing just the right amount, the sun dancing across your face, all of it feels like a romcom. it's such a cliché but he all he wants to do is scoop you up in his arms and whirl you around before planting a soft kiss to your lips which look so inviting.

he paces himself though, this time he's a little more reserved but it's only because its so new. you've said yes to his invite, surely that must mean something good.

and in the midst of it all, your eyes have catches his again just before he enters his car. the usual stoic face drops a little and you see a hint of a smile and something more. his cheeks are tinged with pink, his eyes a hurricane of emotions even if you're too far away to decipher which is the most dominant. jack calls out to him again and he awkwardly breaks out of the trance, looking at his son before shooting you a soft smile as he gets into his car after securing jack in his seat

this dinner would be perfect, he concludes in his head. seeing your beautiful face and seeing just how happy you make him and jack feel, it was going to be all okay.

i love this so bad 😩🤲 your 😺 may belong to gideon but your heart def belongs to hotchycakes <33 😙😙

#asks #aaron hotchner x reader #aaron hotchner

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xxsycamore · 1 year

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Today is @annis-rodoria-93 's birthday!! Happy Birthday, Annis! Thank you for being such a sweetheart, seeing you around and interacting with you is always so nice! ❤ I felt inspired to do a little something for you, I hope you'll like it! Have a great day today!

[💐] 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜。。。

VINCENT:

"Ah! I really didn't expect this...!"

Vincent stares at the beautiful sunflower bouquet in your hands as you finally reveal what you've been hiding behind your back. The long-stemmed flowers are seemingly smiling back at Vincent as he alternates between looking away in shyness and laughing sincerely at the pleasant surprise.

"I just gave you a bouquet today for your birthday, and here you are returning the gesture so soon!"

You hug him, sneaking a kiss against his jaw while he's still busy thanking you and admiring the flowers in his hands. Offering to help him put them in a vase, you skip your way to the window sill. Vincent's clear blue eyes are trained to see beautiful sights that are sometimes invisible to others; and even though you outshine those little visions each time you enter his field of vision, he still notices it. Gasping and gently putting his hands over yours just before they can arrange the display in two separate vases, Vincent stops you and explains.

"Let's combine our bouquets. Here, let's use this vase, it's big enough, see? Just like that..."

His hands continue to linger and brush against yours as you both work to make his vision come into reality. There's something intimate and special about the simple ordeal of it, and you can't help but blush.

"Now, that looks very good, don't you think so? I feel like we should commemorate the way we- I mean, the bouquets... suit each other."

You feel your heart skip a beat at his implication. He must be talking about painting, and you really feel like running off to get the supplies now - one dose excitement, one dose "i-must-cool-off-right-this-instant".

Vincent watches your enthusiastic sprint to the door, not having a clue about how he set your heart aflutter. Then he's back to admiring the vase with the two bouquets, sunflowers protectively standing behind the smaller flowers he gave you - white tulips.

"Hehe, I couldn't even tell you that I wanted you to teach me how to draw those little versions of us today... what was that style called? Chibi? Hmm..."

Vincent ponders the thought as he waits for you to return. This and, how to make your birthday even more special. His love for you overflows in a way that he suspects would leave its mark on the painting he is about to paint together with you.

∎ For You, My Valentine‼️ - xxsycamore’s 1000 followers celebration party | 💌 event masterlist

#ikemen vampire #ikevamp #ikemen vampire vincent #ikevamp vincent #ikemen vampire vincent van gogh #ikemen vincent #For You My Valentine!! - xxsycamore's 1000 followers celebration party

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gryffindorkxdraws · 3 months

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Hello, thank you for drawing jackunzel <3

I've got a question: do you have any jackunzel fanfic recommendations?

I'd love to read more about Jack and Rapunzel together <3 I trust your taste 👀😄

Oh and in what app/program did you edit your recent jackunzel videos? They are fun to watch, haha

I wish you great day/night 💕

hi anon!! hehe you're welcome 💙 i'm always game to draw my OTP 💙 for my jackunzel videos, i use capcut! its free to download. and i'm gonna be honest, i haven't read fics in a while 🫠 but i was able to gather a few for you!! hopefully, you'll enjoy them 😭💙

firstly, here are the oneshots

The Sun & Moon Children (oneshot): When the daughter of the sun fell in love with the son of the moon, the earth watched in anticipation for what would undoubtedly be a tragedy.

READ HERE: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9616560/1/The-Sun-Moon-Children

2. Murals of Winter (oneshot): After all, she is a girl locked in a tower with hair more than twice the length of her room. Why wouldn’t there be a boy who wears winter on his sleeves and stirs up snowstorms in her heart?

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/20289766

3. January Wedding (oneshot): Jack Frost and Rapunzel Corona get married in January. Or, The story of how Rapunzel Corona became Rapunzel Frost.

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/22325986

4. We're Not Good, We're Super (oneshot) (this is my work!): Jack likes to think of himself as the one guy who might just uncover who exactly Spider-Woman is. What he fails to realize is that she might just be closer to him than he thinks.

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41070603

5. This Night Is Sparkling, Don't You Let It Go (oneshot) (this is also my work hehe): Rapunzel feels distant. Like she’s there, but at the same time she’s not. Something about having a disconnection with herself in the party. That is until her eyes landed on him. or an AU where they decide to see where the night would take them

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46529908

6. Jackunzel Coming Of Age Prompt (oneshot)

READ HERE: https://www.tumblr.com/hiccanna-tidbits/735307559599292416/okay-can-i-look-now-not-yet-the-kitchen-is?source=share

7. Are We Out Of The Woods? (oneshot): Ever the dutiful daughter, Rapunzel agrees to make a delivery to someone her parents owe an old favor. But she knows she must beware, for many dangerous creatures roam the heart of the forest. Perhaps even the ones that once claimed her best friend.

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42718821

8. Bloody Valentine (oneshot + extra chapter): Superhero AU It's easy to become cynical when you see the darkest side of humanity every night. It's easy to lose sight of what truly matters, and let it go in a moment of fear. For Jack, the hard part is either coming to grips with the fact he let Rapunzel go, or figuring out a way to get her back.

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5220320/chapters/12037064

now these below are a series if ever you're up for longer stories

9. An Essay of Love (series): Jackson Overland moves to a new city and gets the job of teaching history to a bunch of annoying teens every day. The one thing keeping him from handing in his two-week notice as soon as he arrives is the sunshiney, optimistic art teacher who unlocks not only his classroom but his heart.

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25597147/chapters/62125681

10. Dusk Till Dawn (series): Jackson Overland travels far and wide to find the lost people of Corona to seek vengeance for his fallen home, Luna. Fiercely driven by the memories of his family, he meets a mysterious feral young woman named Rapunzel Flores. Two opposites, forge an unlikely alliance that is destined to change the course of the future.

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25257757/chapters/61231741

11. Among The Stars (series): SCI-FI AU The crew of the Night Fury - Hiccup Haddock (captain), Merida Haddock (first mate), and Jack Frost (Pilot) - have a habit of getting into trouble. Accidentally rescuing Princess Rapunzel of the planet Corona puts them in more trouble than they can deal with... unless Jack can admit he was wrong.

READ HERE: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5149355/chapters/11854694

#jackunzel #rotbtd #answered

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shallowseeker · 1 year

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Pre-13x06 Tombstone moments were among Jack's best

Jack’s Heaven was the car ride to Dodge City

(Image from Naomi Aria)

Some fun observations about the scene:

They stopped for food at an adorable dog-theme diner called "Skipper's Beach Cafe"

Which....BEACH. The ghost of happiness -> toes-in-the-sand beach!

Anyway, it's adorable that they're lost, but it's also a little sad that the very act of getting lost is what led them...to the symbolic beach.

But wait! On the other hand, the specter of this beach COULD BE a false beach promise, symbolizing that whole "checking out and running away" temptation

When viewed as such, it makes SAM's proximity to Skipper's Beach Diner / Miracle / False Salvation a little disturbing, especially when viewed with the 15x20 finale in mind; it could be a figment

It could be read either way, that SAM's the only one who finds salvation by becoming lost and not adhering to a plan; OR (since Sam's app sucks) it's a danger sign, that Sam's off-road "checking out" is being led to a false dream. Apps tend to give instructions and steps, but maps must be interpreted in a spatial context

This would imply that Dean/Cas + Jack are actually the ones finding their footing here (at this moment in time in the story, anyways)

But back to cute things: Sam's phone app sucks ass & he's not happy about it

Sam is even whining about it, which makes me think that his whining in 12x12 Stuck in the Middle (With You) is totally a legit thing that Sam does often, because Jack has no reason to exaggerate here (God bless my annoying, tall man-child)

In this memory, Cas gets associated with maps, as he pulls an old-school map from the glove compartment and hands it over to Dean

(Cas is often associated to maps; he is the navigator-commander to Dean's captain-of-the-course to Sam's field marshal)

Cas is that holy North Star, the symbolic "North is up"

He's the thing that the boys put their faith in; a family protector; "angelic defender"; the thing that grounds Dean in particular

We see this dynamic again later, in 13x21 Beat the Devil. That is, Dean & Cas, as a UNIT, get the bearings for the group:

DEAN (snapping into business mode): Yeah. Thought we’d get spit out in the same spot, but this isn’t it. All right, well Charlie -- the other Charlie -- said that Mary and Jack have an outpost in Dayton. SAM: Okay. Let’s get our bearings and head that way. Cas, where are we? CAS (closing his eyes and concentrating): Uh, Kentucky. Northeast Kentucky. Or what used to be Kentucky. DEAN (looking at the sky then pointing): Which means that’s north. Okay, so Dayton’s that way. Roughly. Two days by foot but...that way. SAM: All right. [The group begins to move towards where Dean pointed.]

In AU earth, in later episodes, Cas even draws a map for them to reference as they go; Cas is keeping them grounded

Overall, Cas helps Dean get his bearings, and together, they help the group get their bearings (especially when Sam's way isn't working--in 13x06’s case, the app).

So, in 13x06, after Cas hands Dean the map, Dean is calm, maybe even grounded for the first time since Cas died.

Immediately, Dean begins teaching Jack to "read a map," perhaps taking on the role as PARENT TO JACK for the very first time (Jack and Dean have known each other ~20-25 days at this point). Dean is passing down the legacy of wayfinding.

Side note: Jack is shown gobbling down a burger, the thing that CAS loves in 5x14 My Bloody Valentine, and the thing that Dean makes, even as late as 15x14 Last Holiday (specifically with the goal of getting Jack out of his room):

SAM: What’s with the apron? DEAN: Burgers! But the pilot light keeps going out. It’s like the third time this week. Between that and the hot water, I thought this place was supposed to be state-of-the-art. SAM: It was, in the 50’s. DEAN: Hhm. Ah, Jack come out of his room yet?

Here in the 13x06 scene, when Jack crams the burger in, Dean nags him.

It's a contrasting callback to their first real "meeting" in 13x02 ("You can slow down, you know. That stuff’s not gonna disappear.")

The warning against eating too much, too fast, is a nod to parental nagging, sure, and that's cute.

But it's also tacitly associating Jack to overconsumption, which a key motif to both his Nephil-status and status as a rival, Usurper-God (not to mention, his zombie obsession):

[in Jack’s Heaven, working the case from 13x06 Tombstone, Jack gobbles a burger while the rest of TFW stand by Baby researching their route to Dodge City with their food laid out on the car’s hood. Sam is in the background on his phone] DEAN: Jack, take it easy. You don't have to cram it all in at once, right? SAM: Still no signal. DEAN: Yeah, 'cause I told you, that app blows. CAS [emerging from the car with a map]: I found this in the glove compartment. DEAN: Ah! Old school! A real map. Let's find our way to Dodge City. C'mere, Jack. I'm gonna teach you how to read a map. So, rule number one-- rule number one-- rule number one-- JACK: Dean? DEAN: North is usually up. [the sun appears to flicker on and off, and Jack looks up at the sky] JACK: Something's wrong. [Jack leaves his personal heaven and wanders out into the stark white hallway of Heaven, where the lights are also flickering. A tidal wave of black goo fills the hallway and chases after him as he runs away.]

He's recalling Dean specifically here, in order to get his bearings. He's using the wayfinding skills symbolically gifted to him by Dean & Cas.

It gives more weight to Dean & Cas in the prior scene, because this skill allows Jack to see the truth (about Heaven, about The Empty).

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greensagephase · 3 months

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Happy belated Valentine’s Day, Alondra! ❤️ (I’m very late to seeing this 😓 but I’m trying to catch up on my feed!) but I knew I had to read this and OMG I LOVE IT!!! I loved how you included Peter B. and Mayday in the beginning!! her little outfit is so cute 🥺 (it is so cute I had to draw it but that’s at the end!) and I love how you mentioned reader wondering if Peter has his own merchandise store!! because I’ve also wondered that 🤔 he must have, it would be funny if he really had his own merchandise store and he keeps it a secret 😂 and I have to mention for some reason I imagined Peter B. eating the brownie reader made like how he ate the burger in ITSV 😂 But also Peter not questioning reader on seeing the two boxes left in the bag (ok you just know he’s rooting for Miguel and reader silently!)

I love how reader planned out and kept secret the things she was going to bake for Valentine’s Day and made something for all her friends 🥺 it kind of reminds me of when I was in high school my friends and I would give each other treats on that day and little gifts sometimes! When reader sits in Miguel’s office and recalls the days when she didn’t really ever come in there and now she’s there almost every day, with this quote right here: “You smile to yourself. Life can really change.” 🥹 still get emotional over all the change that’s happened in readers life, it’s only been almost 2 years and all this massive change has happened, I really do lover her as a character too! ❤️

Alondra, you got me again with the Peter memory 😭😭 ALONDRA I WAS CRYING!! “His eyes lit up at the sight of you, as if he hadn’t seen you a million times before, as if he was falling in love with you for the first time all over again.” I'M NOT OKAY!! THE WAY HE KISSES THE BACK OF READERS HAND??!! (Ok I drew this out too, I had to!!) HIM PLANNING A WHOLE ROMANTIC DINNER EVEN WITH THE INITIAL PLANS BEING CANCELLED??!! With the soft music playing in the background and soft candlelight??!! The picnic blanket and pillows??!! I just, I can’t!! Ok why can’t Peter be real either 😭 this memory sounded so sweet, this is the perfect date idea!! OMG the night ending in a dance, my heart!! This was too sweet!! I was definitely in my Peter feels reading this (still am 🥺) AHHH!! And then the transition to Miguel tilting his head a bit as he gets curious when you’re lost in thought 😭

THIS WHOLE PART: “Yes, but -” Miguel pauses and sighs. It’s different. You’re different. You’re not just any member. You’re his friend. His close friend. His… Miguel clears his throat. “You… Are different. You know why.” Was literally giggling and kicking my feet reading this, just like in part 12 when he said something along the lines of “you know who we are” 😭 the fact he doesn’t want reader asking permission to enter his lab, he really wants her to feel comfortable!! When reader gifts Miguel the treats she baked in the little containers and Miguel was awestruck 😭 OMG I bet the baked goods looked so cute 🥺 (and so small in his hand!! You know I had to draw this out too!!) AHHH every time Miguel blushes I swear I giggle every time CAN YOU IMAGINE SEEING THAT IRL?! (Ok no seriously why isn’t this man real??!!) 😭 but the heart shaped conchas!!! That is so cute!! I even looked up heart shaped conchas to see what they’d look like and OMG THEY’RE SO CUTE!! it hasn’t even crossed my mind that you could even shape them like that!!

I can’t believe Lyla helped reader by distract Miguel and moved his tabs around 😭 I don’t know why but imagining that made me laugh, Miguel probably being frustrated and confused why Lyla was doing all that!! Miguel’s frowning face!! 😂 When reader mentions how good the conchas would be be with café de olla and their whole back and forth conversation… I’m not kidding when I say I was giggling!! I mean, THEIR PLAYFUL BANTER!! And I don’t know why but when Miguel said: “Definitely something to think about… which means you have more at home, yes?” I just… hearing him talk like that, like it’s their home??!! THE CASUAL DOMESTICITY IS COMING OUT EVEN MORE NOW OMG!!! They’re already acting like a couple I feel like 😭 and Lyla hovering between them! 😭 I wonder if was taking photos 🤔😂

I’m FREAKING OUT RN because… ok I need to calm down, Miguel making café de olla and him being the one to suggest taking a break… THE PROGRESS??!! DOING THIS MAN SO MUCH JUSTICE!!!! AND THEN THE BOTH OF THEM SITTING ON THE FLOOR AND ENJOYING EACH OTHERS COMPANY WITH THE BAKED GOODS (ok I’m imagining him in his lounge clothes and… do I even have to say 😭)

that leads me to this: “You take a drink from your mug, noticing a gentle but sudden flush on Miguel’s cheeks. Your gaze flickers to the fireplace for a second, unbeknownst to you that a certain realization of Miguel’s is the true culprit for the rosiness that now cover his cheeks.” ALONDRA- ALONDRA??!! SCREAMING!!! THE WAY I’M READING THIS OVER AND OVER AGAIN??!! I’m freaking out, does this mean?… I can’t stop thinking about this, this just makes me even more excited to see how their relationship evolves in the story!!! I can't stop thinking about this- I'm really wondering how Miguel feels rn!! AHHH I LOVE THE SLOWBURN!!

I hope you had a great valentines day, Alondra!! And I really wasn’t expecting another post so soon after part 12, thank you for writing this!! ❤️ This made my day reading it, it was so sweet!! Makes me want to bake some brownies too! Soft Miguel is the BEST Miguel!! Also, I’m trying to catch up on all the things I’ve missed the past 2 weeks 😓 I haven’t been on social media because of school (the capstone is taking a a lot of my time away 😭) and midterms coming up but I just saw your response to part 12 and plan on responding!! (I love reading your feedback on everything because you're really my favorite writer, and to hear your own thoughts on everything is really insightful and I love talking to you when I can!!) I hope you’re doing well!! I'm so OMG I’m going to mention this in my response to part 12 but I’m so happy you were able to relax and read the book you were looking forward to reading!! that feeling when you read and finish a book so quickly is the best!! (and worst because it’s over and you have to wait for the next one 😭) but I hope your week is going smoothly!! (And if you’re practicing drawing, I hope you're having fun with it!!) thank you for everything, friend! Sending you a warm virtual hug, friend!! ❤️✨❤️

I was able to take a quick break today and draw some parts I loved in this!! I really had draw these scenes out and I knew if not now I'll never post them but AHHH just loved everything about this one-shot!!! it's just so sweet!!! 🥹❤️

Happy belated Valentine’s Day, @sunsetdoodler !! ❤️ Don’t worry about seeing the post late, friend, I totally understand!!!! I’m so happy you loved the beginning of the one-shot with Peter B. and Mayday!! I’ve been enjoying including the other characters more throughout the parts, and it just felt right to include them in this one-shot!! Mayday’s outfit - omg, I really loved picturing her cute outfit and just knowing that Peter B. was going to have the perfect outfit for Valentine’s, haha! Also, him possibly having his own merch store and keeping it a secret, imagine!!! But, no, where does he get all of that merch? He’s hiding something! 🤔 Also, screaming at how you imagined Peter eating the brownie because I did, too!!! 😂😂 Exactly like how he ate the burger in ITSV, but I just didn’t want to go too much into detail with it but that’s how I saw it, for real!! And hehe, Peter not saying anything about the last two boxes, yes! You know him and Jess have seen things and Peter is rooting for them (has been for months now!). He just wants to see two of his close friends be happy !🥺

Aww, I’m so happy reader secretly planning and baking treats for her friends reminded you of such sweet memories from your high school years!! That’s seriously so sweet!! 🥺 And omg, reader thinking about the change and how she spends so much time in Miguel’s lab now made me feel so happy for her. Her life has really changed so much in the span of almost two years after being alone for so long and I’m just so proud of her 🥹 and I’m so happy you love her as a character, too!!

Okay but the Peter part - “His eyes lit up at the sight of you, as if he hadn’t seen you a million times before, as if he was falling in love with you for the first time all over again.” I’M SORRY!!!😭 I just knew it was going to hurt to write that specific quote because you know we’ve talked about it so much - about how Peter always had that look on his face, and how you could just tell that this man loved reader so much! It hurt writing it and having reader see, recognize, and remember it - to have it become canon!! (not okay about this at all!!!) HIM KISSING THE BACK OF READER’S HAND, AHHHH SIJIKJ !! I was losing it and just wondering why he isn’t real??? Okay the dinner itself! I thought about it and was just like, “Wouldn't it be perfect if they had a dinner at home, in their little, cozy apartment and they just danced at the end of the night in their living room?” 😭 It just sounded too perfect to not have it go like this and include yet another sweet memory attached to the apartment!! I was definitely in my feels the entire time, just picturing Peter and his face, so full of adoration and love for reader - I need to stop!!! And then, it cuts to Miguel, tilting his head in curiosity! I included this because imagining him like that sounds so cute to me? I don’t know but something about it is so cute!! I also really liked this part because of the transition itself from having Peter saying “Happy Valentine’s” to reader repeating it, to Miguel responding to her- it was like a symbolic and foreshadowing transition of relationships? I don’t know if that makes sense but it’s just a little sign that reader is moving forward to another relationship and Miguel responds to it, so it’s him - her next relationship! I hope that makes sense!! 😭

This whole part: “Yes, but -” Miguel pauses and sighs. It’s different. You’re different. You’re not just any member. You’re his friend. His close friend. His… Miguel clears his throat. “You… Are different. You know why.” I WAS GIGGLING AND KICKING MY FEET, AND SQUEALING !!! Like, yet another time with Miguel admitting indirectly: “WE’RE FRIENDS!!” And that makes me scream every time!!! 😭 He’s trying!!! Also, him asking reader to stop asking for permission about entering the lab, I just love it so much!! He’s really like, “just walk in, make yourself comfortable, this is your space, too” - screaming and crying at this!! (yet again fangirling at my own writing) Also, Miguel being awestruck with the baked treats because he was included by reader - lowkey, a part of him is still like, “you think about me?” - which just makes me so sad that he would feel like that, but also so happy that he realizes he has people that think about him - hence his blushing, which AHHH!! You know I love him blushing, so this felt like a good time to write him with rosy cheeks TWICE (plus it was Valentine’s so it felt even more fitting 🤭)!! And omg, I was going to bake said heart-shaped brownies and try to make conchas (I’ve never made them but I’ve seen recipes online) and take a pic for you guys to have an idea of how small I was talking about, but Valentine’s was a really busy day for me because I had a doctor’s appointment and lent started (I’m Catholic), so I was busy helping my mom with the cooking that day lol (I was also finishing up the one-shot at like 10am hehe). So, by evening I was like, I don’t feel like baking now, but I have a little tray of heart-shaped molds and they’re literally about my palm’s size, so I was just imagining that if they looked small in my hand they would look mini-size in Miguel’s hand probably, hahaha!! And omg, the heart-shaped conchas really are so cute!! I saw a recipe of someone baking them like that last year and I just thought they were adorable!! I think I’ve also seen star-shaped ones, so it’s definitely possible to bake them in different shapes!!

No, I was actually laughing at the thought of Lyla distracting and making Miguel waste time at the lab by moving his tabs around because imagine Miguel switching tabs only to discover that tab 3 is now tab 5, and so on, and then it keeps happening over and over again with all the tabs switched!😂 But I love that Lyla was so onboard with the plan!! Also, Miguel’s frowning face - the way I pictured it perfectly!! Their whole conversation around café de olla - I WAS TYPING AND GIGGLING WITH EACH LINE - LIKE THIS PLAYFUL BANTER??? It’s the way Miguel is actually engaging in it, and the way we get to see reader not only show a little more playful side but also her being playful with Miguel in general, something that I feel like she’s always holding back on to avoid making Miguel uncomfortable!! OKAY THIS QUOTE: “Definitely something to think about… which means you have more at home, yes?” - YES, it sounding like it’s “their” home - believe me when I say that I had to take a moment to calm down because ?!?!?!!?!?! But then, the difference with reader saying that yes, there might be more at the “penthouse” - not using the word “home”- hehe, it will be a little something for chapter 13 and it will make Miguel happy to hear! 🥺 But I love the way he really does make it sound like it's their home!! I also found it somewhat significant that he called it "home" when we know that word is usually not how he describes his living space. Reader truly makes the penthouse feel more like home for Miguel!! 🥹But seriously omg, the casual domesticity WE’RE HERE FOR IT!!! Also, I love that you feel like they were acting like a couple - SAME!! I was just like omg, this playful banter 😭 😭 I was just like “wow, this is a peek into the future and I love that for you guys!!” I was going through emotions with this one-shot, you can tell!! Also, Lyla hovering above them sjsjsksk you know she was assessing the playful banter with a smirk, she was thinking things!! And Lyla and her photo-taking tendencies - I love that it’s become a thing that you wonder about now!! 😂😂 My guess is that… she was, and that’s all I’m saying… 👀

I totally understand FREAKING OUT over Miguel making café de olla and him suggesting the break!! So much PROGRESS!!! I seriously love seeing how much Miguel has grown since the first chapter!! It makes me want to cry but for good reason, you know? I just love seeing him develop more and more, and see more of that sweet, tender side to him that we only got a glimpse of in ATSV through this fanfic. I've seen these words a lot of times throughout the years and they're somewhere along the lines of, "write the fanfic you want to read" and so, I really wanted to see this side of Miguel more, and I'm so happy that I've been writing it because it really does make me happy to give some happiness to Miguel and to explore this side of him through my writing.😭Also, crying at the fact that the café de olla was Miguel’s Valentine’s gift for reader !! 🥹 (I’m okay, really… not!!) Okay and then them sitting on the floor and enjoying each other’s company got me screaming!! They’re SO CUTE (just imagining future situations...)!!! (also, I was imagining him in lounge clothes, too, and I was just like AHHHHHHH!!! The way reader gets to see him like this, too, now that she’s staying there right now 🥺)

This quote right here: “You take a drink from your mug, noticing a gentle but sudden flush on Miguel’s cheeks. Your gaze flickers to the fireplace for a second, unbeknownst to you that a certain realization of Miguel’s is the true culprit for the rosiness that now cover his cheeks.” So, my goal with this little line and Miguel’s thoughts right before it, is that Miguel realizes that reader is not just a friend, or a close friend, she’s actually… his best friend 😭😭 I need to leave for a few minutes while I collect myself right now, please excuse me because 😭😭😭 Also, earlier in the one-shot reader has the same realization (right where Miguel tells her she’s different because she knows what they are), so they have the same realization on the same day, they just don’t finish their thoughts because the realization is kind of like, woah, you know? It’s them lowkey realizing it and knowing that this means they love each other in this way and that’s a big deal for the two!! (I’m fine really, don’t worry about me)!! I’ll be going more into it in part 13!! And the slowburn!!! I’m dying because of it but also really loving it!!!

Thank you @sunsetdoodler !! I hope you had a great Valentine's Day, too!! I'm happy that l was able to surprise you guys with a short update after posting part 12!! I actually had this planned out since January but it was nice to actually get it out just in time!! Also, if you bake brownies, I hope you enjoy them!!! And yes, omg soft Miguel is the BEST!!! 🥺❤️ I totally understand how busy you are, especially with a capstone (getting flashbacks right now and 😭 yeah, I wasn’t having a good time) !! And omg, I can’t believe midterms are coming up already! The semester literally started last month and it’s already midterm season? That’s insane!! But I hope you’re doing well and that you’re finding time to relax just a bit, and that everything with school is going well despite how much of your time is spent on it. Just remember, you’re almost done, friend!!! You’ve made it this far and now it’s just down to weeks really. (Also, that’s so sweet of you, thank you!! It means so much to me that you love reading my responses even though sometimes I go overboard with them, and that I’m your favorite writer - you’ve made my weekend!!! THANK YOU!!! ❤️ And I also love talking with you whenever we can!! It really does mean so much to me and I enjoy our little talks!!!) And haha, I loved that I was able to relax and just read my book even though now it’s over, haha!! (also, right? It’s the worst feeling finishing and realizing now you have to wait two or more years 😭) Thank you friend, I hope your week has gone smoothly, too despite school!! (About drawing, it hasn’t gone well this week, I’ve been a little busy but I’m hoping to get some practice in this weekend along with writing!! Thank you for the well wishes with my drawing journey!!) And thank YOU, friend!!!! I love receiving your asks and reading your thoughts on the fic, along with getting to read about your schooling and life!! As always I’m sending you the best of luck and well wishes!!! I know right now it’s a lot but you’re so close to finishing, and accomplishing this amazing milestone!!!! I’m rooting for you and cheering you on, friend!!! And I’m sending you a warm virtual hug!!!! ❤️✨❤️

OKAY THE SKETCHES!!!!! THEY’RE SO CUTE AND SWEET!!!!!! I love Mayday’s sweater SO MUCH!!!! (I need Peter B. to get me one, to be honest!!!) Also, the fact that you drew her with the action figures AHHHH!! I’m so happy they made a little appearance again!!! OKAY BUT PETER KISSING THE BACK OF READER’S HAND???? I’M SCREAMING AND CRYING!!!! The way we’re only seeing his side profile but EVEN THEN you can see THE LOVE ON HIS FACE?!?! (it hurts so much 😭😭 why is he not real and alive?) I LOVE THE WAY YOU DREW HIM, THANK YOU @sunsetdoodler !!!! It’s such a treat every time you draw Peter!!! 🥺🥺 ALRIGHT BUT THEN MIGUEL HOLDING THE HEART-SHAPED CONCHA? AND HOW SMALL IT LOOKS? AND THEN THE BLUSH ON HIS FACE AND THE WAY HE’S LOOKING DOWN AND STARING AT READER, AND THE SINGLE HAIR STRAND - I AM SCREAMING!!!!! HE IS SO CUTE !!!!! Why is he not real, too?!?! AND THEN THE COLORED SKETCH - THANK YOU FOR DRAWING THAT MOMENT!!!! HIS BLUSH? HIS EYES (his eyes are so beautiful, I swear!!!)? THE SLIGHT HINT OF HIS LOUNGE CLOTHES (which I have to say, the color of his top, I imagine it was a sweatshirt, was also this color in my head!!!!! But can I just mention again the idea of Miguel in lounge clothes?? So cute!!!)?? I LOVE HIM AND THESE SKETCHES SO MUCH!!! THANK YOU @sunsetdoodler !!!! Thank you so much for drawing this even though you’re so busy!!!! This entire ask has made my weekend!!!! 🥹❤️ I hope you’re doing well, and I hope to hear from you soon, friend!!!! Please take care and I hope you have a wonderful weekend!!!! ❤️✨❤️

#nonviolent communication #miguel o'hara #nonviolent communication fanart #asked and answered #the sketches OMG!!!!!!!#I'M SCREAMING AT HOW CUTE THEY ARE THANK YOU!!!!!!

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jjamjamm · 1 year

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Love Story

Masterlist

Wordcount: 872

Summary: Dwalin is a bigger softie than he lets on.

It was finally that time of year again, Valentine’s day, a great day to show your husband just how much he meant to you. You had been planning for a while now, and everything had managed to work out for you just in time.

You were excited to give your husband his present, very excited, so excited that you were waiting outside of his meeting, impatiently waiting for it to adjourn.

He stepped out the door, with the crowd, and couldn’t hide his smile when he saw you sitting against the opposite wall.

“What’re you doing here?” He asked, holding a hand out to help you up, “Thought I wouldn’t see you ‘til tonight.”

“That’s why I had to come see you.” You said, moving to kiss him, and nearly catching him by surprise.

Of course, actually catching him by surprise was something you had only managed a few times throughout your relationship. He was a difficult man to sneak something past, but you knew he had no idea what was coming later.

When you parted, he wrapped an arm over your shoulder to start on home, but you stopped him and gestured the other way.

“Why don’t we take a walk?” You asked.

He agreed, not quite understanding where or why, until you reached a place he was very familiar with.

“The forge?” He asked, as you dragged him to the station where he usually worked, “What have you been up to?”

You grinned at him, as you produced a knife, and set it on the workbench. He rose an eyebrow at the gesture, before picking it up to look it over.

“Did you make this?” He asked, noticing the craftsmanship.

You nodded, incredibly proud that it had turned out as well as it had. You had had strenuous lessons with Thorin before he helped you with your project, but every moment had been absolutely worth it to see your husband’s expression right now.

“Do you like it?” You asked, nerves bubbling up as he stayed quiet “I know it’s not your axes, but I thought it would be nice for you to have one I made.”

“Of course, I like it.” He said, sliding it into his belt to wear it proudly, “It came out beautifully for a first piece.”

Now that truly was a compliment, but you had to admit, “I did have a little help.”

“I’d hope so, a forge can be dangerous if you don’t know what you’re doing.” He said, “Thank you, I’ll always have it on me.”

He slid a hand around your waist, and pulled you in for a kiss, when you pulled apart, he took your hand.

“Let’s go home.” He suggested, and this time you agreed.

Little did you know that he had something up his sleeve as well, and when you got home, it was wrapped on the bed.

“It’s not a beautiful knife.” He warned, handing you the package, “But, I think you’ll still like it.”

“I’m sure I will.” You said, pausing to kiss him before you sat on the edge of the bed and opened you present.

Underneath the wrapping, was a book, with a plain enough cover, save for a title carefully imprinted into the leather.

“I’ve never heard of this.” You admitted, recognizing that the word must be khuzdul, “What does it mean?”

“You know this one, I’ve called you it before.” He insisted, taking a seat beside you before telling you anyways, “Ukrad, my greatest heart.”

You rested your head on his shoulder for a moment, before you turned just enough to brush your lips to his, “That’s sweet.”

“Why don’t you open it?” He asked, waving for you to lift the cover.

When you did, you looked at the most detailed drawing you had ever seen, of you and your husband in a half embrace, while smiling at whoever held the book.

You let out an audible gasp, before running your finger over the drawing, “You had us drawn into this book?”

“I’ve had more than that done.” He said, taking the next page and flipping it to reveal the start of the story.

Your eyes locked straightaway on two names that stood out in the print of the text, and you read the start, only to discover it was the story of how you met your husband.

“Dwalin, you had a book written about us?” You asked, setting a hand to your heart. He really was the sweetest dwarf, “This is amazing.”

“I figured it would be nice,” He admitted, gently brushing a hand over the page, “This way, if we have any little ones, we could read them a proper love story before bed.”

“A proper love story indeed.” You agreed, flipping through the rest of the pages, and noticing more drawings popping out at you. You had to stop, worried you would begin to cry if you kept going. You traced the title with your finger, and set the book down on your lap, “I love you so much, thank you for this.”

He kissed your temple, wrapping an arm around you, “Want me to read it with you?”

“I think we know how it goes.” You teased, “But yes, absolutely.”

#the hobbit #the hobbit x reader #Dwalin

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rays-of-fire-and-ice · 1 year

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Slowly Fading

Prompt: different

Rating: K/General

Setting: 60+ years before the main story

Synopsis: Momo has been acting strange lately. When she comes over to visit, Toshiro finally confronts her about it.

AN: another month, another prompt for the OTP challenge by @yearoftheotpevent! I was very tempted to write something for the Valentine’s Day prompt, but this idea just wouldn’t leave my mind. This one is a melancholic story, not necessarily angsty but a bit of a downer. It came to me while i was thinking about what happens when a soul starts to forget their life in the World of the Living. How do they cope? Do they even realise it's happening? Do they even remember being human once all their memories are gone?

I admit, I have no idea what art supplies the Soul Society has, but for the sake of this fic I guess I assume they have pencils and sketchbooks? They usually have Edo period items in the Rukongai, but considering there's also a goggles and sunglasses shop there, I imagine they'd have a few 'modern' things too?

Anyhow, I hope you all enjoy it!

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Toshiro hesitates at the doorway, watching Momo focus on her drawing. He can’t pinpoint the exact moment she started acting different, but in hindsight, it hadn’t happened suddenly.

It had been a slow thing at first, starting with her gaze softening at certain things – a type of tree in the forest, a stall in the Junrinan that sold hair combs, a mother and her child happily going about their day, a young girl rushing through a crowd back to sibling during a festival – but now it had progressed to strained smiles and a sudden focus on drawing and painting.

Just as with other times, she draws in haste, her hand almost a blur as she switches one colour pencil for another. Her back is arched over her sketchbook, and her head is so close to the page the tip of her nose is only a few inches from the paper. From his short distance, he thinks it looks like a landscape, but not of the forest before them nor of a part of the Soul Society he’s ever seen.

His frown deepens. Something about her drawing somewhere he doesn’t know makes him finally walk out on to the veranda. “Where’s that?”

She didn’t hear, or at least acts like she hadn’t. With a few strokes, she creates another tree amongst the many others that surround a lake. On its shore in the far distance are two indistinguishable figures, seemingly waving at the viewer.

“Oi,” he says, but still he doesn’t get her attention. He folds his arms. “You’re going wear yourself out, bed-wetter.”

She goes rigid at that. “Not now, Shiro-chan! I must concentrate.”

He barely manages to not flinch back; he’s never heard her so tense. In the rare moments where she said something out of annoyance or anger, she's always quick to apologise.

When the latter doesn’t happen, he thinks to go back inside and just wait for her to finish her drawing. Maybe then whatever maddening spell had captivated her would break and she’d remember what she’d shouted at him.

But he doesn’t go back inside. He lowers himself next her, as if sitting next to a dangerous animal that could snap at him any moment. He’s never felt this way around her before, as though she were another Junrinan resident he had to sneak around or to be cautious of. He always thought she could stand to be a bit tougher, but he didn’t like seeing her like this. He’ll take her crybaby moments over whatever this is.

His irritation gradually cools as he watches her draw, not really knowing why he’s here with her. Maybe it’s because whenever he’s angry or upset, she comes to his side. She’ll say some words, perhaps even hug him despite his half-hearted protests, but regardless she always comes to his side. He’s only ever had to comfort Granny in rare moments, he didn’t know how to do the same for others.

She stops drawing several minutes later, and whatever trance it holds over her breaks. She blinks down at her creation as her brows draw upward. It’s as though she isn’t entirely sure she was the one who created the drawing.

It’s not until he shifts his leg, his toe tapping her ankle, that she looks to him. “Shiro-chan…”

“Don’t call me that.” It’s the first time the phrase has been uttered without anger or annoyance. He folds his arms. “You finally done with that?”

Instead of answering his question, she grimaces. “I said something bad before, didn’t I?”

He only shrugs.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to shout at you.”

“It’s nothing,” he says. “I’ve heard worse.”

She doesn’t voice it, but he can sense that she wanted to say something to the effect of, ‘Even so, it wasn’t nice.’ Instead, she puts her sketchbook aside and turns her gaze to her lap.

Well, it was no use trying to brush this off and move on with their day as if nothing happen. “What’s gotten into you?" he asks. "You’ve been acting different for a while now.”

He can’t tell if she hangs her head in guilt or in contemplation. He kicks his legs idly to release some nervous tension building up within him.

Perhaps realizing he isn’t going to leave her alone, she shallows thickly, and her eyes mist with unshed tears. Her quiet admission almost goes unheard over the call of a nearby bird. “I’m starting to forget things.”

Toshiro quirks up a brow. “Huh?”

“From the World of the Living, I mean,” she clarifies. At his confusion, she sighs. “My friends told me that a Soul gradually forgets their time in the World of the Living. At some point, they don’t even remember being a human. They know they were born in the World of the Living, but they can't remember a single thing about their time there.” One tear falls and lands in between her hands, which are tightly clutching her yukata at the knees. “I don’t want to forget anything. I want to remember mother, father, and my sister forever. I’ve already forgotten how they sound, and now I can’t remember father’s face.”

With a trembling hand, she brings back her sketchbook and tilts it enough for him to see. “This is somewhere I know. I think I knew where it was a few days ago, but today…I don’t remember why we’d come here.” She taps a finger over the figures in the distance. “That’s my family. I have this memory, I think, of them on the other side of this lake. I don’t remember what I was doing…maybe searching for flowers? I don’t know why though, I…” She hiccups and drops her sketchbook into her lap. “I can’t remember anymore.”

What’s the use of remembering things and people you can’t go back to? He almost says it aloud, even has his lips parted to utter it, but her wide-eyed, glassy gaze tightens his throat. He knows he can be brutally honest with his words at best – and callous at worst – and it was often from a place of caring when it came to her, but he can’t bring himself to risk saddening her further.

What was he to do? If only Granny were here, she’d know. If he waits until she returns home, she can handle things. For some reason, that doesn’t make him feel any better. Did he not want to burden Granny with this? Did he doubt she could help Momo?

No, he realizes when his friend lifts her head to him, struggling not to cry. It’s because he is useless to help her. Why did he had to rely on Granny? Why can’t he do anything?

He’s never felt this way before, has only ever been concerned with getting by and ignoring the residents of the Junrinan. He never really felt this way towards Jidanbo, his only other friend; but the giant always seemed to have very few problems. And up until recently, Momo had been the same.

“I wish I were older,” she half sobs. “If I were, I could become a Shinigami and go see them in the World of the Living.” She sniffs and rubs her eyes, releasing two more tears. “It’s stupid to feel this way, isn’t it?”

“No.”

He hadn’t meant to answer so quickly. He can’t tell if she’s surprised by how quickly he answered or what he’d said. Maybe she expected him to say ‘yes,’ and the implication stings. Was he truly that much a pessimist to her?

She wipes away a tear. “But I’m going to forget everything anyway, so I should just…”

“You’ve told me before that it’s not stupid to feel about things that don’t matter to others, that if they matter to you then that's okay. If it’s true for everyone else, then…it’s true for you too.” He cringes at the flush warming his face. What person throws back the same comforting words they once gave to another? Had he no words of his own?

However, Momo looks as if she’s never heard her own advice before. She considers it, gaze falling to the floorboards and shoulder relaxing. Again he waits, but his heart thrums with anxiety. Had he made things worse? He really should have waited for Granny.

As if on cue, the front door slides open and the old woman's voice comes through to the back. She gives a cheerful recounting of how she got certain items and missed others, at first too busy putting food away to notice the awkwardness between he and Momo.

When she finally looks at them and takes in Momo’s teary eyes, she’s quick to put aside the rest of her shopping and sit with the girl. Toshiro excuses himself, saying he’d go get the peaches Granny was unable to buy. The old woman frowns, but gives him a slow nod.

No matter how far Toshiro walks, the heaviness in his chest doesn’t lighten. Not even when he passes the various locations they’d discovered together – the watermelon patch in a clearing, the bushes of hasukappu, or the lone peach tree near a stream. At said tree, he picks off a several fruits and stuffs them into his sleeves. They're not as good as the ones sold in the Rukongai, but if nothing else, Granny, can still make sweets from them.

He returns slower than he left, coming back just as the sun was starting to set. He expects the veranda to be empty, but Momo is still there, drawing. Trepidation makes him slow to approach, but she lifts her head when his shadow falls over her feet.

She’s not surprised like he expected. The underside of her eyes is still red from crying, but her gaze is neutral. “Why did you run off?”

She doesn’t even say his name, and something about that strikes him. He’s so used to hearing that dumb nickname.

Snapping out of his daze, he pulls a peach out from his sleeve. “To get these.” He hands the fruit to her. “They’re in season.”

It almost feels like a peace offering, to say he’s sorry for not helping her and for running off suddenly. His frown deepens at the twitch in one corner of her lip, and even more so at the breathy, failed attempted at a snort.

“What?” he asks.

That seems to make the floodgates open, and she chuckles with a wide grin. “You’re giving me a peach?”

He rolls his eyes at the implication. “Not my fault you were named after a fruit, bed-wetter.”

That turns her smile into a pout. “Shiro-chan!”

“You gonna take it or not?” he grouses, thrusting the fruit into her face. “It’s the best one of the lot.”

He didn’t know that for a fact, but it looks like one of the least blemished one of the fruits. She struggles to look petulant as she puts her pencil back in the box with the others and takes the peach. “Thank you. I’ll eat it later, it’s too close to dinner time.”

“Suit yourself.”

She puts it away in a cloth bag along with her pencils and sketchbook. “Speaking of dinner, I should probably head back.”

He hums in agreement, but neither of them moves.

The awkwardness returns, making him unsure if he should walk her to the front of his house or go inside to put the peaches away. He takes slow, shiftless steps up on to the veranda, but comes to a stand still when Momo is in his peripheral. She’s completely still while staring at the side of his face; he’s certain it’s in concern.

Did she still feel bad for shouting at him earlier? Or was his inner turmoil that obvious? Why did she have to be so concerned with him?

He’s not going to move until he says something, he realises. He shifts his head just enough to see her. “What did Baa-chan say?”

She finally blinks, as if he had broken a spell that froze time. She is slow to answer. “She told me she forgets things too. She can’t remember most of her earlier life in the Soul Society now, and she only has glimpses of memories from her life in the World of the Living. It’s, um…It’s just part of being a soul. It can’t be stopped, it’ll happen no matter what. The best I can do is draw what I remember while I can still remember it, and write on the back what it’s about.”

A grim acceptance. He should be satisfied with this outcome, but he finds himself getting a little heavier. What had he expected Granny to tell her? The old woman is always comforting, but she also didn’t sugar-coat things. Had he wanted her to do that for Momo?

The barest smile tilts the corners of her lips. “But my family is still alive, a-and they won’t forget me. It’s also okay to feel sad about losing my memories, and it’s okay for me to be here and be happy too.”

Toshiro isn’t completely convinced that she feels better, but he can see the exhaustion is starting to hit her, and he finds himself tired as well. “Good, then.”

“She didn’t tell me that last part.” At his confused frown, her smile widens a fraction more, but it’s sombre. “I thought about what you said. I-I don't when I'll completely forget everything, or when I'll stop drawing my memories, but I know it's okay to feel this way about everything. I might be different for a while, but one day, when I've forgotten everything, I hope I can look at these drawings and remember something, even if it's only for a second."

He doesn’t want to tell her that drawings can fade too, or that she may lose her sketchbook one day. "I get it."

He leads her back to the front of the house and pretends he doesn't see the slight falter in her smile. For her sake, he wants to hope too.

#hitsuhina #toshiro hitsugaya #momo hinamori #fanfiction #bleach #yet another gif I found and thought 'that'd go well with the story!'#angst

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spy-flair-extraordinaire · 9 months

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It's been 20 years since Spy Kids 3-D: Game Over released to theatres in the US on the 25th... 6 days ago. Yeah, this is fairly late. I wanted to take my time with this and not rush it. I think it turned out well.

I originally sketched Carmen and Juni fully, until I cut the sketches in half each once I finished the sketches. I simplified their game suits to fit the art style and so they're easier to draw. I also took some creative liberties with Carmen's game suit, including giving her a life counter on her chest that she lacked for whatever reason. Hers and Juni's life counters are also glowing, you'll notice. That idea is from the Game Boy Advance tie-in game, where one of the powerups is you shooting a laser out of your life counter.

The pixel effect was inspired by the main cover for Archie Sonic Universe #72, which used a similar pixel effect, as if they were going inside the virtual world.

The movie's logo is different too. I changed the glow effect on the logo from blue to green to match the rest of the poster.

The background of the poster is actually a screencap. Well, technically two screencaps fused together.

I must admit, as much as I love SK3, there's also plenty I would fix and retcon. Plenty. And honestly, the film and its premise feels more like an episode or special of a TV show (funnily enough, the plot point with Valentin going after the Toymaker for paralyzing him was originally an episode idea for the unproduced Spy Kids cartoon that Robert Rodriguez talked about in the SK3 commentary). Doesn't take away my love for the film though, as there's still a lot to like about it.

Game Over... for now..

#digital art #my work #spy kids #spy kids 3 #spy kids 3d: game over #carmen cortez #juni cortez

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countrymusiclover · 2 years

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4 - Henry's Theory About Fate

Part 5

His Golden Princess

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Wrapping my coat tight around me I entered Granny's seeing Henry already waiting in a booth with two hot chocolate on the table. Handing Granny the money I slide in the other side to face him. He immediately reached into his bag pulling out the storybook he always carries around. Along with some folded up pieces of paper that looked like they came from a different old book. "So why did you want to talk to me. Do you believe yet?" He asked egaer to have just one person not call him crazy even though Regina wants him to forget the book all together. "I uh - I wanted to talk to you about some - dreams I've had. Or at least I think they're dreams." He nodded picking up the new story pages flipping two of them over so I could see the drawings. Sucking in a breath I felt a chill run down my spine because they looked exactly like the dream worlds I have seen with Rumplestiltskin. "I couldn't understand how these just suddenly appeared in my bag after you radioed me. Until now I think the curse is trying to point you in a direction." Running a hand through my hair I sighed slumping my shoulders. "In the direction of what exactly. A ticket to crazy town or something...ugh I didn't mean to say that kid." He gives me a small smile snapping his fingers seeing something. "Where'd you get that necklace?"

Lifting it out from my coat I show him the necklace I was given the day we arrived here by Mr. Gold. "From Gold. Why is there a picture of it?" He shakes his head no flipping through pages of the storybook he finally lifted it around so I could see another picture. He was right on the money because the picture was a detailed dagger with the name Rumplestiltskin engraved into it. "Your necklace is in the exact same shape as his Dark One dagger. So I think the curse must have created the jewelry for some reason. Do you remember where he got it from inside his shop?" Henry eyed me sternly hoping for an answer while I tapped my fingers on the table trying to think back about a few months ago. "He pulled back a painting from the wall. I think it was the one near the register." Henry slides out of the booth grabbing his things. "Come on we've gotta check it out." Jumping to my feet I grab his backpack holding him still. "Woah hold up. That would be trust passing. You're mother's the sheriff now and I don't think she'll want to lock you up. Besides you have school." He dropped his head when I squeeze his shoulder walking him to the bus. "Hey we can talk about this later. Just have a good day at school okay." He waved bye getting on the bus.

"Oh how nice of you to walk him to school, Ms. Astrid." Turning my head in the direction of the voice I see Mr. Gold walking up wearing some sunglasses holding something behind his back. Putting my hands in the pockets of my coat I saw a man selling flowers chasing after his truck down the street glaring at our direction. "You don't have a weapon behind your back do you, Gold?" I asked taking a step away from him when he moved his sunglasses up on his head and I met the same brown eyes of the Rumplestiltskin inside my head. He chuckled giving me a smile revealing a rose I'm his other hand. "No, no, weapon. But a question. Would you allow me to take you to dinner tonight. Unless you already have plans I completely understand?" Tonight was Valentines day and I wasn't really planning on do anything. I take the rose from him with a small smile. "I'd love to. I do have a question for you though. Why me, exactly?" Gold started walking back towards his shop calling over his shoulder. "I like you, Astrid. There's a light in you and I need a little in my life. I'll pick you up tonight at the inn." Turning on my heels I kept doing my morning walking until I felt a headache coming on for no reason. "Trust in your instincts, Lady Astrid. Trust in your instincts." Grabbing my head I heard the voice of Rumplestiltskin speaking to me. Stopping in my step I try and grasp onto something but I black out outside of Granny's diner.

I squinted one eye barely open to see I'm laying on the couch the next morning in the police station. Mr. Gold is inside a prison cell as Regina came to sit on the arm not noticing that I was awake because he doesn't give her a sign that I am. Closing my eyes I see flashes of me and Rumplestiltskin staring at each other longly leaning in about to kiss until Regina's voice broke me from the trance. "Tell me your name." Mr. Gold answered her finally after seconds of silence. "Rumplestiltskin..." I heard her foosteps leave the room where he whispered under his breath. "She's gone now dearie. You can stop playing dead." Lifting my head up I hold myself up by my elbows glaring at the man or should I say Beast I have no clue at the moment. "You lied to me or at least I think you did. I mean you honestly can't be - Rumplestiltskin..." Suddenly pain shoots through my head again where I flopped back on the couch seeing those enchanted woods again with the declared Dark One.

"Back so soon, dearie." He giggled when I shot up awake laying on the dirt ground. "Not by choice. Why does my mind keep doing this!" I shouted up to the man wanting to stop losing my mind. Rumplestiltskin seems to not be fazed at my outburst when he just offered me his freehand. Reluctantly I let him pull me up to stand on my feet. A light white dress with a golden trim at the bottom falls down to my feet. My hair is loose as I spun in a tiny circle having to admit I like this dress more than the golden one. "Yep I am losing it because there's no way I would own a dress like this. My mind is letting me pretend to be a princess as a 28 year old woman." Rumple clapped his hands slowly together shaking his head. Whipping my head around I get pulled up against his chest like I saw in an earlier vision. My eyes flickered to his lips and he does the same starting to lean in. Jerking my head back I push my hands against his chest stopping him. "This isn't real. I'm going insane that's it. I mean I hit my head on the sidewalk so I have a concussion right?" Rumple reached up resting a hand to my cheek leaning finally pressing his lips onto mine.

I gasped clutching the fabric of his leather jacket in my hands. Every instinct in my head is telling me to kick him between his legs and run. Yet I felt myself slowly kissing him back. His other hand rests on my waist until I broke the kiss bending my head down blushing. "No. No I shouldn't have done that." Rumple moved hair from out of my eyes giving me a gentle look in those deep brown eyes of his. "You're not crazy my dear. You're much smarter than your sister because you still hold onto belief like that boy." Rolling my eyes I pull myself out of his hold but he holds me still intertwining my hands with his. "You Astrid are destined for more than your sister." Raising a brow I don't understand what he meant. "What destiny. The curse Henry always talks about?" He nodded yes revealing the dagger necklace from my shirt. "Go searching for this dagger and it all will become clear. Now please dearie follow your instincts this time." He waved his right hand knocking me out onto the ground softly.

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ay-chuu · 8 months

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Hi Hi ^^ I would like to request a matchup for Genshin Impact, my mbti is INFP. I'm a Cancer (July 2nd ^^) and I'm female and I go by She/They pronouns! I enjoy learning choreographies and drawing as well as baking for my hobbies ^-^ I have a fear of large bodies of water (Or really any body of water that I would have to swim in), a fear of heights, and also a fear of public speaking. I like iced coffee and ice cream all year round no matter the temperature as well as spicy food, but I don't like brussel(?) sprouts or really anything bitter (unless it's dark chocolate). I guess my type when it comes to men would be someone who is good with kids and likes cuddles? I'm 5'4 which is about 165 cm if I did the math right ^^" If possible I would like to choose the Valentines Day thing for the tiny drabble ^_^ I think I did this right? I hope you have a wonderful day and don't forget to hydrate and to eat something ^-^

Thank you so much love you are so cute <3

I match you with... (っ＾▿＾)💨

THOMA!

You and him met in a cafe together <3 Thoma found himself approaching your table and gently introducing himself to you, finding your shyness sweet and looking at you as if you were a goddess because of your beauty. From that moment on, he sensed that you were the only one for him. When I he bought you your favorite coffee in the cafe, the result ended with you giving him your heart too <3

The harmony between you is like a sweet mom and dad couple. Thoma is there for every moment when you can't talk in public. (Or that you're shy, unsure of yourself, upset... so Thoma is there for you whenever you want!) He is a wonderful gentleman and his treatment of you is very unique. It is enough for him that you give him your love and the depths of your heart. He is your Knight both in life and heart <3

ESFJ and INFP are a compatible couple because ESFJs are very empathetic to INFPs and they will admire their emotionality. The INFP, on the other hand, will admire ESFJ's outward-looking and realistic face, which comes out when necessary, and will take them as a role model. In short, you are both each other's soulmate and motivation <33 Capricorn and Cancer are quite a domesticated couple. While the Capricorn man protects the person he loves at the expense of the man, Cancer woman will spoil him with her love.

Some of the moments I have imagined for you two: regular spice food days of eating together at the favorite restaurant, giggling while spending time with the childrens and falling in love with each other more, a romantic kiss shared at a picnic in the middle of the forest, and foreheads touching each other while accepting Thoma; who declared his love for you.

A special moment:

Love is a child of platonic love and is one of its designed itself. That's why we see traces of it in places where there is platonic love (everywhere).

You opened your eyes by feeling the empty warmth next to your bed. As you felt your consciousness gradually coming back into place, your senses suddenly began to perceive many tiny details.

The delicious smell coming from the kitchen mixed the smell of roses laid on the bed. Which made your nose feel like it was in heaven. The weather was warm. The trees outside your holiday cottage in the forest were glowing with the sun.

But let's not forget, love is a child! It doesn't sit anywhere or stay standing anywhere. It is as alive as the electricity transmitted by two electrons to each other and is strong as the nuclear power.

Looking at the roses arranged around you in amazement, everything suddenly began to make sense when your eye shifted to the calendar.

February 14th, Valentine's day.

While your heart was filled with pure joy, you felt your cheeks turn red both from the shame of not being able to do anything and from the pure love gifted to you. It must be heart to heart that while you didn't know how much happier you could be, Thoma came in with a tray in his hand.

“I didn't know you were awake, darling..”

Love does not have any special moments. In that most sudden place, it happens all the time.

When Thoma was sitting next to you, you felt your heart speed up and you just looked at him like you were an idiot. While maintaining his gentle smile, Thoma put down the breakfast he had brought to bed and pressed your hair behind ear with his hand while planting a kiss on cheek.

“Do you like it, my angel?”

You just hugged him with helpless happiness when you felt your eyes starting to fill up and whispered “I love you.” To him.

This time Thoma kissed the top of your head while giggling. “Happy Valentine's day, darling.”

Even on special occasions, love never comes as it is begged for. Maybe it comes at the most unwanted, maybe the most unexpected, maybe the most unconscious and maybe the most normal moment. Like a child who crams the flower in their hand into you and runs away, like a pure love.

#by.aychu #matching/shipping event!#genshin impact #genshin thoma #thoma x reader #thoma imagines

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