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ladedanixie · 7 months

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Blitz's Timeline

So I made a twitter thread the other day about my take on Blitz's timeline, which starts from Blitz's first meeting with Stolas to when he Stole the book. It's based on what little bits of canon information we've gotten thus far. Here's a link: tada

But I wanted to make a longer post about it because while this timeline is based on canon, some of its positioning on the line is based on my speculation. And other points are just pure speculation and not canon. I wanted to share my reasoning then, but the twitter thread would have been too long if I shared there. So, I'm going to do it here.

I am going to transcribe each point on the line, and add my reasoning beneath it. I will make a note of when its canon and what is just my own theories. I will also go into depth with my theories. And there are multiple, so be warned this will be long.

More under the cut.

2 Blue Hearts = Blitz meets Stolas for the first time.

Canon! As shown in Season 2 Episode 1 The Circus.

2. Green X = Mammon's Concert and possibly Fizz getting scouted by Mammon.

Now the next episode involves Mammon called Mammon's Magnificent Musical Mid-Season Special. And it is safe to assume from what canon we have---from the show itself, and the season two trailer---that this more than likely takes place during Blitz's adolescence.

Pictured: Fizz and Blitz as teens embracing one another. They are both wearing Mammon merch.

Thanks to The Circus and Oops, we can safely assume this concert took place before the accident. And thanks to Ozzie's, which is where I got this image, we know Blitz and Fizz went to a Mammon concert as teens.

As for my theory. I theorize that around this same time Fizz got scouted by Mammon. The trailer has this image:

Pictured: Fizzarolli and Blitz in clown garb. (possibly from the Mid-Season Special)

Moreover they seem to be on friendly terms. Thus, this image could take place during their teens. I imagine Fizz is excitedly talking about Mammon or the opportunity to meet him. My reasoning for this lies with the background in the image above, while lacking detail, the lines imply a hallway, or passage way. Then again, the Mid-Season Special could simply be the contest that Fizz mentioned in Oops. But, that does not rule out the possibility of a flashback sequence. That and I doubt the Blitz of now would dress as a clown again without a good reason i.e. a job.

Fizz seems excited but in the next frame, Blitz seems to express doubt or misgivings.

Pictured: Fizz looking at Blitz curiously. Blitz is looking away, with an uncertain or nervous expression on his face.

If my theory proves correct, we can also assume that Mammon scouting Fizz contributed to Blitz's actions the night of the accident. If he already felt as though he weren't good enough for Fizz, he'd feel even less so after Mammon scouting Fizz. (People cite his father gifting Fizz a Wish You Were My Son card as to why Blitz acted the way he did. But from Blitz's perspective, you see the card but not the text on its front as it was facing away from Blitz. The text contributed to Fizz's understanding of events. Not Blitz's.)

Either that or, going into the "they" that kept Blitz and Fizz apart. Perhaps Mammon did scout Fizz, but Blitz maybe auditioned as well and Fizz asserted that the two were a package deal. Referring back to the images above, that could possibly be the subject of their conversation: an audition for Mammon.

Blitz always feels as though he ruins people's lives, and perhaps that sentiment didn't start with the accident but with Mammon turning Fizz away for standing up for Blitz, which would set up a theme of how pulling away makes things worse not Blitz himself. Moreover, it could explain part of why Blitz hates royal demons so much. Mammon.

Anyway that's my reasoning for adding "fizz gets scouted" to this part of the timeline.

3. Pink Square = The Fire.

The Fire refers to the accident as shown in Oops.

4. Purple Half Moon = Barbie leaves/ Blitz tries to contact Fizz.

I put these two together because I imagine one happened right after the other.

Blitz is confirmed to have attempted to contact Fizz in Oops, claiming "I tried. You were all I had left, Fizz. But they said You didn't want to see me." in response to Fizz asking why he didn't come to see him.

I cite this same line for the other half of this timeline point: Barbie leaves. After the accident, and the loss of their mother, Barbie more than likely abandoned Blitz altogether. He probably confessed to her his role in the fire, and despite knowing it was an accident, she left. Another possibility is that Cash got to her first, having spoken to the imp who was holding the birthday cake, he then defamed Blitz to anyone who would listen, including Barbie. Hence why Blitz claimed that Fizz was all he had left.

5. 2 orange dots in a box = college

This is speculation supported by a single joke line in Season 1 Episode 6, Truth Seekers: "in the college I dropped out of."

But this is Helluva Boss and as Season 2 has shown us with Moxxie and his father, what we once thought were throw away joke lines were in fact foreshadowing/character background.

So it is safe to assume Blitz really did attend college and dropped out. That and he did some wild shit in college, which leads to the next few timeline points.

6. Orange Circle = Dropout

See #5.

7. Pink Heart = Blitz meets Verosika.

Now before I go into my reasoning, I'd like to acknowledge that I totally forgot to add Blitz's job at Loo Loo Land. But, I'd to correct that here and say that I believe that job occurred before his falling out with Verosika. I don't have much canonical evidence to support this claim other than the fact that Robo Fizz didn't know that Blitz was good with guns prior to Season 1 Episode 2. There is also Verosika mentioning that Tex was better at his job [as a bodyguard] than Blitz, implying that Blitz once occupied that role. Which is most likely how Blitz discovered that he was good at guns (Season 1 Episode 3: Spring Broken).

With that done, on to Blitz meets Verosika.

Going off of his claim that he "took a fuck ton of tranquilizers in the college that [he] dropped out of." Blitz was most likely a party animal. Something that is supported by the imp that recognized him in the episode Queen Bee, who went on to say "Fuck man where you been? You here for the party?" This implies that Blitz was often at parties. And that he was often the life of the party as evidenced by this line, "Come in and show us all up again."

Why is this relevant? Because of this image from Ozzie's:

Pictured: Blitz and Verosika embracing and posing for a picture.

This was on Blitz's phone. But the important bit is Blitz, namely the heavy bags under his eyes. I think Blitz was at his lowest here. Not because of Verosika but because a combination of things not least of which the loss of his family and best friend. I think Blitz did everything he could for the barest amount of approval and to forget how bad his life was. Something we catch a glimspe of in Queen Bee. This is how Verosika comes in. As a popstar , I imagine she frequented many parties. And as an alcoholic, I don't think she would have done much to curb Blitz's drinking or intake of drugs.

Now I don't believe Blitz had an addiction, at least not as of right now, but I do believe Blitz got worse during this time. Which leads me to the next point.

8. Orange Asterisk = Blitz and Verosika Break Up/ Barbie goes to rehab.

I am not going to go much into the first half of this point as Spring Broken tells us exactly how these two fell out. To be honest, I think he did that at his absolute lowest, probably after Verosika attempting to be vulnerable with him one too many times. I have no evidence for that other than the implications of her Blitzo tattoo and Blitz's drug trip in Truth Seekers. All of which point to her having had actual affection for Blitz, enough for him to recognize he pushed her away before she could get too close. And he actually liked her back, why else would he keep that photo of them.

Anyway, this goes into the second half: Barbie goes to Rehab. In Spring Broken, Verosika tells Blitz that rehab is "for sad loser wash ups" like Blitz's sister. This tells the audience Barbie was famous at one point, and possibly successful. Moreover, it tells us she knew Barbie. But it does not tell us how. I don't Blitz would have volunteered that information, thus, either she met her while they were dating, or she met her in rehab and learned Blitz was her brother then.

I don't have evidence for this, but I think that part of why Blitz met Verosika was because he was trying to find Barbie. It is implied in Unhappy Campers that Blitz would constantly insert himself into Barbie's life, such as breaking into the rehab center she was at. It is also implied that Blitz had a part in ruining her life, but there is no clarification as to how he did that. We can infer that the accident is the main reason, but maybe there's more. I doubt it though. I'd like to say that Barbie maybe let Blitz back in during his time with Verosika. And they partied together until things went south. But, considering Barbie's animosity toward Blitz, and Blitz's knowledge of the drug Barbie once used, I think he just constantly tried to help, but his presence just reminded her of what she lost, or he'd constantly fuck up. Either way, I wouldn't be surprised if the breakup occurred after Barbie went to rehab. I could be wrong.

This is getting too long, so I'll continue this in a second post here.

#helluva boss #blitzø #blitz timeline #theory #long post #part 1 of 2 #blitz #helluva blitzo

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aburruso-capstone-uhwoacm · 2 months

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Progress Update #4

I didn’t realize that it’s been nearly a month since my last post… oops.

Well, let’s get right into this one. Since the last update, I’ve managed to achieve some major milestones. The first is that I finally completed the revised design for Sasha! It took me a long time to figure out how to color her. The Adobe Color Wheel helped with this, specifically with making a color scheme. Still, I was running into other issues, such as figuring out what colors to put where based on the grayscale palette (I think I actually veered from the grayscale in the final design…) and how they made certain areas pop out; I wanted Sasha’s hair to stand out the most, but in some of the designs, other parts were doing so instead. I also briefly experimented with changing Sasha’s dominant color to blue. However, I felt this didn’t fit her passionate personality, so I went back to green. In the end, this is what I ended up with:

She is primarily white and gray so that the green (which is super saturated) can stand out more. I also added some light red (pink?) in her design to represent her passion. The only reason why red was not her dominant color was so that she could stand out from the servers and firewalls, which are red and orange respectively (this is also why I tried making Sasha blue).

Besides this, I’ve been spending most of my Spring Break creating the sprites for Sneaker. So far, I’ve completed the servers and firewalls. I’m also about halfway done with Sasha’s sprites. Afterwards, I’ll have to create all the buttons and the markers (I’ll explain this soon), along with the ray from the Giga Wrist Launcher (that’s what I’m calling it now). To be honest, I was sort of unsure if I could do these sprites on my own since I don’t have a lot of experience making them. But, so far, I am satisfied with what I have. On a side note, I also created a new background for the title screen.

Coding-wise, I haven’t gotten a lot done. I did add some code for a pair of markers. These will help the player figure out where they’re going to move to and aim at. I feel this will make the game a little bit easier. Other than this, I tried to make it where you could only put in the aim coordinates after you put in the move coordinates. Once again, I wanted to do this to make the game easier. While I was letting my family playtest the game (in lieu of actual 5th-8th graders, more on that soon), I noticed that they would get these two coordinates mixed up. So, I decided to clear up the confusion and make them put in the coordinates at separate times. Unfortunately, I ran into some issues coding this. I’m not ready to give up on it yet, but for now, it’s not in the game.

Finally, I have an update on my playtester search. My earlier contact never reached back to me, and I don’t think she ever will. However, I have found another person who is willing to let her class playtest my game. I’m going to go to her class on Monday to present it. I’m glad I’m finally going to get some students to playtest the game; their responses will definitely help me to refine it.

That’s all I have for this update. My plan is to finish the sprites and find some sound effects by March 23 (which, as of this writing, is tomorrow… I think I can do it). Once I’m finished with the playtesting, I’ll fix up the game as needed, which includes trying to get the revised input system to work. I am a little anxious right now, but I also feel I can get everything done if I put my all into it.

#gamedev #capstone #cm491 #gamemaker #video games #sprites #sprite art

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elizabethplaid · 1 year

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Gerard, wearing Pullip Assa’s jumpsuit

saved from my flickr archive - Sept 7, 2009

2009ish, I went a bit crazy for doll-sized jumpsuits. Pullip Assa and a certain Petworks Momoko were the biggest reasons. No hope of getting the Momoko, but I managed to get some of Pullip Asa's stock outfit. I got the long-sleeved shirt, the jumpsuit, and her bag.

I'm still fascinated by these (screen printed?) "patches", with English phrases. (Pullip is made by Groove Inc, formerly Jun Planning, and is based in Korea, afaik.) Alas, this series of pics got cut from my flickr page, amid the purge.

Photo descriptions below the cut.

1- Gerard is a playline action figure that I acquired through a Canadian friend. (I regret trading my repaint and her awesome wig, but I still really love this guy.) At the time, I thought he resembled actor Gerard Butler. Aside from his great (almost too many!) joints, I really love his beard.

I think the line is called World Peacekeepers. (Maybe “Power Team”?) Andrea @dollsahoy knows that they're a very good line for customs. And yes, he's standing on his own, without shoes.

This jumpsuit is purposely baggy. It's even baggy enough to fit my "broad"-sized Ken. The striped shirt underneath is from an early-2000s Ken fashion pack, iirc.

Please note the backwards "music" design on the right-hand lapel. Or it could be a stylized "wazic" upside-down.

2- Portrait view. On the left-hand chest, a curved banner with the text "American" (all caps). On the pocket, a smaller version of the circular logo that's on the back of the jumpsuit. At this size, you can read PubblP Pullip in fancy lettering. The web address isn't easy to read.

3- A broad view of the legs. The close-ups in the next images show the designs better.

4- Right hip area. Above the waist line, near the side-seam, "Beach Deli 125[?] Pacific Coast Hwy Holister CA". Tiny letters are tough to read, so that might not be the correct number.

Below the waistline, there's a curved banner that follows the opening of the hip-pocket: "pullip" (all caps).

5- Along the outside seam, between the hip and cargo pockets, there's a strap-band thing? Idk, I think it's supposed to help hold Assa's tools in her pocket.

Just above the knee is a large cargo pocket. There's a pink-and-white star ribbon "tag" sewn in a loop on one side. The pocket's "patch" looks like a sign. "Neighborhood Watch" with a lady holding a surfboard. "Community of Hermosa Beach" at the bottom. All the text is in caps again. I just hate reading all-caps.

6- Left leg, viewed from the front. Below the hip pocket is a black cow (with udder; odd detail) on a yellow background. Next is a yellow square: "get wet" in large letters; "feet in san diego" in smaller text below that.

I can't read this next one. Tiny text, then "great takers?" in larger text. Can't figure out what that splotchy design is supposed to be.

"Best Male Performance", with a goateed guy in sunglasses.

Thin cargo pocket at the bottom of the pant leg, likely to hold Assa's screwdriver. "Trust me... I'm a director", again in all-caps.

7- Right sleeve. A blue number 6, no background. In black text, "t-shirts are played" in all caps, also with no background.

8- Backside, broad view. Guess I didn't photograph the "patch" on the left sleeve, oops. Back-torso design shown in next image. On the left butt-area, another number 6 and "want some action?"

9- Back torso. Shoulder banner with a "stitched" border and military chevrons. "082 N'ENG basic style"

Two curved bits above the circular logo, both say "American" but in different colors.

Circular logo says "PubblP" "Pullip" in fancy script. Middle circle is a stylized photo of Asa herself. Underneath is a web address, likely defunct by now: www.yrmania.com

#doll nerd #action figures #world peacekeepers #pullip #pullip assa #doll clothing #doll jumpsuit #clearing drafts #flickr purge #queued post is queued #long post

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ericsonclan · 1 year

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Spreading Christmas Cheer

Summary: A solitary lumberjack, Minnie, meets a friendly baker named Renata, and the encounter changes both of their lives for the better.

Word Count: 1594

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Minnie could feel the cold nip in the air. With a small grumble, she pulled her coat closer around herself. It was only the middle of autumn but still it was already fucking cold. Minnie didn’t usually mind the cold too much; it seemed to make the world quieter. It felt more peaceful being outside although Minnie always enjoyed nature.

She strolled outside her cabin, ax in hand and ready to chop some wood for the upcoming months. As she strolled through the forest she felt relief fall over her. There wasn’t a soul around. There never really was this deep into the forest and that's just how the recluse lumberjack liked it. She didn’t do well around people, her social anxiety would flare up and people usually judged her right off the bat. To the outside world she looked like an angry, intimidating person but she wasn’t really either of those… or maybe she was. Minnie didn’t know. Still that’s how people always thought she was, never giving her another chance to make an impression. She had decided that was for the best and so here she was years later living happily alone in her cabin.

Minnie scanned around for a good tree to chop down and after a few minutes had settled on the one she wanted. The sound of her ax colliding into the thick trunk of the tree rang out in the forest causing the nearby critters to scurry away. Minnie kept focus on her task though and after working hard to break the tree down into logs she transferred it over to her chopping block. Her ax thunked down into the log splintering it and slicing it in two. Again and again she did this, getting into a rhythm of things until the world faded into the background of her mind.

Minnie was perfectly content with chopping wood for a few hours until she spotted someone wandering through the woods that made her pause, ax still raised above her head. There, a short distance away from her was a girl walking forward with a basket in hand. Her dark brown hair was pulled into a side bun where a pink flower rested in the center of it. A smile stayed on her lips, bright and cheery. A sight that Minnie wasn’t used to.

“Hey there!” The girl called out and gave a friendly wave. Minnie felt her social awkwardness return and gave a wave before even realizing that she had dropped her ax. Luckily she had snapped back into focus just as the ax was falling towards her foot. With some haphazard steps and swears Minnie dodged it.

“Oops! Sorry! Is your foot okay?” The girl rushed over and Minnie felt her face heat up. Holy shit, she was pretty. Her smile felt mesmerizing to Minnie. “It doesn't look like it got chopped,” The girl squatted down by the lumberjack who was pulled back into the present.

“Uh yeah, my foot is fine. You don’t have to worry,”

“That’s good!” The girl rose up and came face to face with Minnie. The distance between them was practically nonexistent at that point.

Minnie had no idea how to handle it. A hint of cinnamon tickled the redhead’s nose and she couldn’t find a spot to look at that didn’t make her more flustered. So she opted to nod and take a step back.

“My name’s Renata. What’s yours?”

“Minnie,” Minnie mumbled and brushed her fingers along the shaven part of her hair.

“Minnie,” Renata let the name roll off her tongue. “I love it! So are you also wandering the woods for a good picnic spot?”

“Uh, no. I live here.”

“Really? I didn’t think anyone did. Where do you live? Oh wait, you don’t mind if I’m here right?”

“No,” Minnie couldn’t get her heart to calm down for some reason.

“Awesome. Well then, would you like to join me for my picnic?” Renata held a playful smile to her lips as she leaned forward. The sight made Minnie’s head spin in some kind of way.

“Uh sure, but I’m shitty company.”

“Hmmm, I’ll be the judge of that. Come on, let’s find a good spot together!” Renata took both Minnie’s hands in hers and all thoughts of chores and firewood left the lumberjack’s mind.

The picnic had been overwhelming at first for Minnie but soon she found herself feeling comfortable around Renata and all her walls fell down. It was nice to do something different from her normal day to day life. But it was a one time occurrence. That’s what Minnie had told herself as she got to work the next day and even if her heart stung a bit from never spending more time with Renata, Minnie knew she could live with it.

She didn’t have to though. Life had thrown her a curveball in the form of Renata as the cheery, friendly baker kept making the trek up to her cabin every few days. She always thought of new fun ways to spend time with Minnie and even if some of the excuses at first didn’t make sense Minnie went along with it because she couldn’t get enough of spending time with Renata. Renata felt the exact same way and so the pair kept spending time together, going on walks through the woods, having lunch together, staying up late to watch the sunset. It felt priceless to Minnie: all these moments together, these fun spontaneous dates with Renata. As time marched on they grew closer and after a few months Renata decided to move into Minnie’s cabin.

Minnie stayed up later than normal. She couldn't seem to sleep and so she had decided to work on a hobby of hers. Taking out a carving knife, she began to take the bark off a piece of wood. She was completely focused on her task, careful not to make any mistakes from what she had envisioned in her mind. The world started to melt away, all except her, her carving and the dim candlelight on the desk that illuminated the falling snow outside. When suddenly she felt arms wrap around her waist and a warm kiss pressed on her neck. Minnie jolted for a second at the unexpected gesture.

“Oops, sorry, Min,” Renata nuzzled her face against her girlfriend’s shoulder before she rested her chin there. “Whatcha working on?”

“Just a carving,”

“Hmmmm couldn’t sleep?”

“Uh huh, guess I got too anxious,” Minnie mumbled and started to work on the wood carving.

“Want me to go?”

“No, stay. I like having you here,” Minnie reached up a hand and rested it on the side of Renata’s face as she looked up at her. Renata smiled, her lips quickly finding Minnie’s. Both of them held onto the kiss, turning the one into many, both short and long ones until they pulled back for air.

“How many carvings have you done?”

“More than I can count. Some of them I turn into toys and others just stay as statues.”

“Ooo,” Renata hummed next to her girlfriend’s ear. Her eyes scanned the room, searching for the finished toys.

“They’re in that cabinet,” Minnie nodded over and watched as her girlfriend immediately went over and opened it.

“Whoa, Min, you’re really talented,” Renata whispered as she stared in awe at all the different types of toys and knick knacks. Wooden trains painted in bright reds and blues, tiny toy soldiers decked out in immaculate detail. There were even some dolls and other sewn toys.

“Thanks,” Minnie awkwardly scratched the back of her head. “I’m running out of space though so I’ll probably get rid of them.” ‘What? No!”

Renata’s exclamation made Minnie nearly slice through her thumb as she carved.

“I don’t have the space, Ren. You can pick some you want to keep if you want.”

Renata thought for a minute. It did sound somewhat tempting but soon a better idea entered her mind. “Oooor we could give them to the kids in the nearby town. I bet if we dropped them off around Christmas it would brighten up their holiday!” Minnie’s eyes widened. “Oh, yeah we could.”

“Geez I was expecting a better reaction than that, Minipie,” Renata made her way back over and sat on her girlfriend’s lap, wrapping her arms casually around the back of her neck.

“I’m just, I’m not good with people, Ren. People don’t like me.”

“That’s not true! I like you!”

“Mmm, I think that’s just a you thing.”

“No, it’s not.” Renata disagreed but she saw that her girlfriend would remain stubborn on this. “Min, you’re amazing.” She planted a kiss on the tip of Minnie’s nose. Minnie stayed in her head though. “If you didn’t have to see people, would you change your mind about the toys?”

“Yeah, it’s not like I don’t want to give kids these toys. I think they’d really like them.”

“Okay, then I have the perfect plan!”

“Okay… What is it?”

“Hmmm, nope, I want it to be a surprise! Just give me three days to draw up the plans! We can totally get this done before Christmas!” Renata stole a quick kiss then hopped off Minnie’s lap. “Do you want blue or gray for a coat? No, you know what, you could pull off a red look. This is gonna be great, Min!” Renata called out from another room and Minnie sat there, completely lost. She had no idea what Renata’s plan could be but whatever it was Minnie knew it would definitely be memorable.

#twdg #twdg minnie #twdg renata #twdg minata #twdg christmas #fanfic #ericsonclanchristmaschallenge

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oh-hush-its-perfect · 3 years

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do you think there is any significance that alex's colour scheme is green and pink? or do you think rr went "u know what this character needs? to look like a watermelon"

((Prefacing this by saying that I'm giving RR way too much credit here, but you shouldn't take anything an author does for granted— even a serial author who often makes blunders and mistakes.))

A while ago I saw a (pretty unfair) assumption that RR made it green and pink because blue and pink would be too obvious, but that his intention was obviously to reinforce the gender binary by using two distinctly gendered colors for a character with two distinct genders. Of course, they did not phrase it so delicately. No offense to whoever made that post, but I disagree.

Although that may have had to do with it, there's other things to consider. One of them is color symbolism. And oh. OH. I ADORE symbolism— especially flower/plant symbolism (Language of the Flowers and all that jazz), seasonal symbolism (there's a reason that evermore is my second favorite Taylor Swift album), and color symbolism.

GREEN

Let's talk about green first. Green can symbolize a lot of different things, and there are a few that can be applied to Alex's character. The most obvious thing that green often represents is jealousy— hence the expression "green with envy." But envy is not really one of Alex's character traits. Feel free to argue with me if you think that Alex is significantly envious. Just because I couldn't think of substantial textual evidence for it does not mean that there isn't any.

One of the traits that Alex does have is wealth. Green is the color of American currency, and since both RR and Alex are American, it's safe to take an American lens while looking at this color. Alex's socioeconomic background effects her in a big way. I mentioned in a previous post that I think that Alex's fatal flaw is her sense of entitlement. That kind of entitlement is a quality not exclusive to but common among the upper class. However, her distance from her wealthy background enhances the sense of irony in the story, which is a VERY big thing that we NEVER talk about within the fandom.

This is kind of a little thing, but it's worth noting that when it comes to Valhalla and everything, Alex is "green"— as in new and inexperienced.

The color green also emphasizes Alex's connection with nature. This is one of the parts of Alex's character that the fandom consistently underplays, which is an absolute shame. I don't think I have to explain why the color green is associated with all things natural. Alex's association with nature provides a few key things to her character:

It makes her a more well-rounded character. Another criticism of Alex I believe is totally unfounded is that "being genderfluid is her only personality trait because it influences her philosophy on pottery, which is her only hobby." I'm probably going to make another post in, like, a few minutes about why I find that argument a little silly, but the primary problem is that pottery is not Alex's only hobby. She also loves camping, hiking, and ice wall climbing (I bet y'all forgot about that last one!)

It gives her a connection with Magnus. I mentioned in a previous post that Magnus and Alex are foils, but I neglected to bring up why that also makes for very good chemistry between them. Of course, yes, they have different goals and philosophy, which is what makes them foils in the first place. But foil relationships function best when the characters also share some traits. As it turns out, Alex and Magnus share several hobbies, and one of them is a mutual love for nature. This is a very unexplored thing in fics. Start doing it more plz.

Finally, and this one's kind of minor, but the Alex's green gives her a connection to Natalie. I know, whenever Alex and Natalie are compared, either in canon or in fandom, everybody kind goes "eww. Oedipus complex." Which is very fair and true. But they really do have a lot of similarites. The green of Alex's hair and clothes connects her to the green of Natalie's eyes. It's worth saying, too, that Alex has one amber eye— and amber is pretty close to dirty blonde, like Natalie's hair.

If I had more faith in RR, I might bring up the concept of intextuality and how Alex wearing green is an allusion to The Great Gatsby and how Alex is elusive to Magnus, just like Daisy is to Gatsby. But I don't.

PINK

To give credit to the person who wrote the post I mentioned at the beginning of this spiel, I do believe that part of the reason pink was used was to support femininity. Please keep in mind that Alex dresses in an androgynous way— not that there is an actually "gendered" way to dress, since gender as we perceive it is mostly made up. But Alex's existence as a transfemme person (which I will maintain until my dying day) means that pink has a certain significance to her. A lot of AMAB people embrace traditionally feminine things because if they don't, they will not be accepted as genuine women or genuine nonbinary folks, since masculine dress is unisex and kind of the default. So Alex wearing pink probably had something to do with her gender, yes. But that's not necessarily a bad thing, and it's certainly not an unrealistic thing.

Speaking of Alex's gender in relation to the color pink, let's talk about pink's use as a queer rights symbol. Alex was RR's first character to be introduced as a queer character from the start. This was not an insignificant thing, especially in the year of our Lord 2016 (which, despite popular belief, seriously had an entirely different landscape of queer rep. Though it's commonplace now to include genderqueer characters, it was exceptional at the time— especially by such an accomplished and mainstream children's author.).

Let's go back in time to Nazi Germany. Some of you might know this, but for those of you don't this transition must seem jarring. I swear there's a point. In addition to Jews, Romani individuals, people with disabilities, and Poles (among others), gay men were victimized by the Nazis. If you're wondering why lesbians weren't persecuted, it's because the Nazis didn't see them as a serious political threat, or as a threat to the perpetuation of the Aryan race since they assumed gay women could be forcefully impregnated if need be. Yeah, ew. Anyway, much like the Star of David being used to mark Jewish people, gay men were forced into concentration camps and forced to wear a pink triangle. Years later, after the gay population somewhat recovered, the pink triangle was reclaimed and used as a symbol for gay men. Some people who were not gay men used it, too, but that's somewhat controversial since it wasn't their symbol to reclaim. When the first pride flag was created, it had a pink stripe at the top to signify sex (this was later dropped so flags could be more easily produced). The pink triangle (inverted) was used during the AIDs epidemic with the caption "Silence=Death."

My point is that this is a very important color to queer folks. Having one of the first genderfluid characters in kid's lit wear pink...... I mean, it makes sense.

The last and final thing that pink represents, in this context and in general, is innocence. Granted, this kind of connects to feminitity since women (especially white women) are often infantalized and seen as innocent— which is another issue. In any case, the use of pink to represent innocence in Alex's dress is ironic. Alex has been robbed of her childhood innocence, first by her abusive parents, then by her life on the streets, and then by her eventual death at age sixteen. But then she actually regains her innocence. At the beginning of the—

Hold on. I just had a revelation. I'll make a post about it soon.

At the beginning of SotD, Alex is acting a little childish. The most obvious example is him jumping on Randolph's bed to "make noise." Alex's life is stable and relatively healthy for the first time in the years, and she experiences something that a lot of queer folks experience: a re-emergence of childhood at a late stage.

I imagine you didn't expect a post this long. I either make essay responses to asks or I add on one sentence and post it. Oops. Anyway, I believe the mcga fandom can be more creative than calling Alex a watermelon. Here are some other (kinda romantic) pink-and-green alternatives:

Roses

Dragonfruit

Grapefruit

Cherry blossom trees

#mcga #magnus chase #alex fierro #mcatgoa #magnus chase and the gods of asgard #sorry for the long response lol #thanks for the ask! I had a go of it!

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Thoughts and Reaction to SIMPLEMAN

A day late but that's what happens when good subs aren't out until the next day, and you're busy that day. This episode is so sweet and wholesome that it was worth it, for sure. I'm still not sure which one is Ella and which one is Etta. They're always addressed together so I just don't know, but I'd like to. ;-; (Note: Looked it up on Wikia, the one in pink with seafoam earrings is Etta, the one in seafoam and pink earrings is Ella) See Nino knows. Nino's concerned about Marinette babysitting three kids already. He lives with one all the time, times that by 4 and WOO that's crazy. Sweet of her to want to ensure her best friend has some time to relax with her boyfriend. Oh. OH those poor Kwami! Especially Fluff and her ears being pulled like a game of tug-of-war! I can see it now, Fluff now traumatized by young kids. So if Alix ever has any in the future, they better grow up knowing about Fluff right away or she's in for a horror show. PV TRAILER AND MUSIC! I'm such a fan of the music and the PV that when my sister told me about it, it made me even more excited for this episode than I already was. And I was very excited already! Manon: So? Aren't you going to answer it? She knows what's up. So Adrien's calling asking Marinette to help sew on a wing? Because nobody else there can do it? I dunno, sounds kind of sus to me, Adrien. Are you sure you're not using that as an excuse just to see your "friend"?

Marinette's biggest problem is thinking so far ahead in her brain that when she goes to speak, she's either way far ahead of herself or gets everything mixed up as it comes out of her mouth. If she just lived in the moment and didn't plan (which being Ladybug that's probably very hard not to do outside the costume), she'd be able to do this and overcome that fear of rejection as well. She seems to have that part fairly taken care though. When Gina said she was in China to learn Kung Fu and met a girl that reminded her of Marinette, instantly thought about Fei. How could it not be her? Rolland gets asked to babysit, immediately is like "Let's do something fun and dangerous!" Tom must have had an interesting childhood with Rolland and Gina. o.o Clearly Rolland doesn't realize who the heroes are based on. Or just completely forgot he met them when Bakerix. xD Adrien's so sweet with Marinette, even if he can't understand a single thing she says. That's adorable. But a really good way to thank her could've been "Would you stay and watch the photoshoot, and then maybe we could go do something fun/get something to eat after?" BOOM. Problems solved. But I have a feeling this may come back later, and maybe that would turn out better. Marinette's grandparents tend to give Hawk Moth/Shadowmoth the most sass and trouble in comparison to other Parisians. XD Rolland is so sweet to these kids, and they are so caring towards him. It's so wholesome! Just think: if that helicopter wasn't crashing behind her, she would've screamed she loved Adrien. So close. Simpleman is the chillest akuma. Being all "Hey kids, even though I'm akumatized, let's go out into the city!" and the kids are like "Yeah, okay. Hey let's get ice cream!"

Him protecting them from all the flying pizza boxes that guy was throwing around everywhere was super sweet too. LB and CN: Things are complicated. So we should find Shadow Moth directly. Let's run around the city screaming for him to come find us so we can fight him! I seriously think if Chat Noir or Ladybug brought up the fact that their identities made things complicated, they would've revealed themselves right then and there. LOL at the old school fighting and them behaving like young children xD "NO!" "I'm NaNa, ClaCla is no longer with NaNa! Paris is really messy! BuggyBug, KittyKity, help us!" Oh this is going to be so hilarious in the English dub with the voice actress who also voices Nathalie. XDDD A bouncy ball is very complicated for Ladybug. That a literal 5 year old can figure out. Wow this villain's power sure did a number on her. xD I find it all the more stressful actually, that Chat Noir and Ladybug can remember what they were doing the whole time they were affected by the akuma. That means if Marinette said she loved him, or they revealed their identities, there would be no going back or being able to make an excuse for it. Can we just talk about how those kids could understand that the reason he wants things to be simple and is upset that the world is so different, is because it scares him and he doesn't think he's capable of learning and changing with the world? A majority of adults these days can't even take two seconds to try to understand someone else's situation(s) before judging and being outright nasty people towards them. Yet these kids were able to do so. And a lot of kids actually are like they are in real life. Some may see this as an episode just for kids to appreciate, but there's a lot in here that's aimed at adults, too. Adults need reminders and these lessons just as much, if not more so than young kids. It's adults that lose their way and needed to be reminded of it, as they have a greater immediate impact on the world. I've seen so many people judge Rolland, make assumptions about him which is almost always the very worst things they could think of. But this episode shows how caring and willing to learn and understand he really is, he was just hiding behind his fear of change and not being able to keep up with it. Some lessons in this episode for the adult viewers are: -You're never too old to learn, get over your fears, try new things, become a better person, and see things through new eyes. -Don't over-complicate or overthink, but don't be lazy and think keeping everything simple will actually in reality be the answer, sometimes it can make things worse! -Kids tend to see the world as things are, not what they think it should be, or believing they're the center of the universe like adults tend to do. -Being wise means knowing that regardless of your field, educational background, age, or lived experiences, you don't know everything, there is always more for you to learn about everything out there. The kids in this show are quite wise, as they know that there is so much they don't know and how they treat learning new things. They also know how adults tend to understand, or act like they understand everything, so we as adults aren't used to it when we don't and react negatively to that because it scares us when we don't know. In that way, this episode was very brilliant! Also that hug at the end, oh you can bet these kids are going to want to go visit Grandpa Rolland, and honestly I'd love to see bits of them here and there, their bonds are adorable and they've changed his life in such a positive way. Also the pure Ladynoir without another hero or Alya or any kind of upsetting situation was honestly such a breath of fresh air! Maybe not the kind of Ladynoir people wanted, but it made me happy. Marinette acknowledged her problem is she's scared of Adrien rejecting her. First step is admitting it! Can't blame her for not being able to do what she wanted, she only just realized the issue after all. It's going to take a little time now to work on it! Is it just me, or

does it seem Adrien's almost trying not to laugh when she was messing up and then asked if he liked fishing? XD Maybe it was the actors tone with the facial expression but it seemed that way! But the way he just watches her run away and does that adorable little chuckle... Oh Adrien, we really need you to start realizing why you keep doing that. "She (Ladybug) reminds me of your grandmother and you know what? You look exactly like her (Ladybug)." Well. Oop. He's onto you! Apparently Rolland isn't blind, as not a single character suspected her from her personality or appearance to be Ladybug so far. Even Adrien only began piecing it together due to circumstances (and his own personal wish that Marinette is LB, you can't convince me otherwise this isn't true). This is going to come back later, possibly Dearest Family? Overall such a good episode with a lot of things in it, if you decide to watch without high expectations or biases. After all the angst lately, it was certainly needed as a nice change of pace.

#ml #miraculous ladybug #miraculous tales of ladybug and cat noir #ml spoilers #ml season 4 spoilers #ml spoilers season 4 #simpleman #simpleman spoilers #marinette dupain cheng #adrien agreste #ladybug #chat noir #rolland dupain #chris lahiffe #ella cesaire #etta cesaire #manon chamack #toujoursmiraculous' thoughts and reactions #thoughts and reactions

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bqstqnbruin · 3 years

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Always be my plus one - part 3

Ok, look, it's 4 am, there are going to be typos, and we're just going to have to deal with it. I also tried to find a gif that was Tyson and Cale but I couldn't find one in the gif insert thing on here so I just went with this one (it feels weird to change it up but like, oops)

I make no promises that you aren't going to be mad at me for this part so have fun !

This is shorter than the last part, coming in at around 5k words.

The only warnings I have here are implied sex.

Translations for the Italian in here: "tu sei uno stronzo" - you're an ass(hole)

stronzino - little asshole

Also want to thank @justjosty @zinka8 @hockeylvr59 @hockeywocs anons and I'm sure I'm forgetting people for helping me write this part but ily all I'm just dumb and tired

Read the previous part here!

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Valentine’s Day

The Feast Day of St. Valentine is traditionally celebrated in the Western Catholic Church on February 14, to honor the patron saint of love. Though not traditionally celebrated as a Catholic holiday, millions of people celebrate the day of love with those who mean the most to them. While pessimists of the day say it’s a ‘holiday made up by greeting card companies,’ approximately 190 million Valentine’s Day cards are sent in the United States alone, not including cards given by school children to their classmates. Couples enjoy the holiday with a romantic night out, presents, flowers, chocolates, etc., while those who don’t have someone or don’t care do whatever they want without the pressure of living up to a holiday that doesn’t mean very much in the grand scheme of things.

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February 12, 2022

“Where are you going tonight?” Matthew’s voice came through his younger sister’s phone. He had called early in the week to see if Anne could babysit Harper so he and Stephanie could do something for Valentine’s Day without having to shell out an extravagant amount of money on a sitter.

“I’m, uh,” Anne hesitates, “going out with Tyson. Sorry.” She hears Matthew let out a sigh on the other end. “Hey, stronzo, why don’t you ask Lucy? Her and Jason never do anything on Valentine’s Day.”

Matthew starts talking about how the last time he asked Lucy last minute to watch his daughter, despite their girls being best friends, she ended up going on a fifteen-minute rant. While Anne gets her heels on, staring at herself in the mirror and admiring the floor-length, red dress she had on the slit going up the side for no one but herself, Matthew continues to tell her about how his twin goes on and on about needing a schedule at all times, how she can’t just drop everything in a moment’s notice because he wants to do something with his wife.

“Hey, Matthew,” she cuts him off, trying to shrug her coat on, “Why didn’t you ask Lucy or Sebby after I said no earlier this week?”

“Because I didn’t think you actually had plans.”

“Again, tu sei uno stronzo.”

“I am not an ass!” he detests.

“Fine, you’re a stronzino, happy?” Anne hears him stammer again, not letting him get a word in, “I have to go, I’ll talk to you later, ok? Ask Ma, Dad’s off in Florida right now so she would probably love to have Harper for the night.”

He lets out another sigh, Stephanie’s voice coming through in the background despite Anne’s inability to understand what she was saying. “Fine. Have fun with Tyson. I don’t need another niece or nephew around Halloween, though, ok?”

“Don’t be gross,” she says, hanging up and finally heading out the door.

Her cousin Adriana was getting married to her soon-to-be wife, Izzy. Her family had no idea that she was the only one who still talked to them, her mother having a fight with her brother after their parents died when Anne and her siblings were younger and vowing to never talk to him again. So far, the stubbornness that seems to run through her mom’s blood going strong since it had been over a decade since she had last seen her brother. Anne was invited to Uncle Frankie’s daughter’s wedding, but no one else in her family.

Adriana and Izzy had this Valentine’s Day-themed wedding, everyone asked to wear red or pink in theme with the holiday, Anne not doubting that there would be paper hearts and cut-out cupids as the decor. The wedding gift she bought them, one of the first things she found on their registry that Anne could afford, was shipped to the apartment they already shared two weeks ago, Anne just needing to remember the card.

She was fully prepared to just sit in the corner with a bunch of people she didn’t know and watch as her cousin got married to the love of her life. Anne wasn’t sure that that side of her family would recognize her after how many years, guaranteeing her to spend her time on the sideline.

Anne slips into the back of the church, seeing no one she knew or recognized to even go up to and sit with them. Everyone was dressed in red, pink, and black. A bit too much for her own taste, but at least she looked good in red and would have worn the color anyway. ‘Note to self, no themed weddings,’ Anne thinks, not particularly fond of the lack of color or real choice that everyone had in figuring out what to wear.

A blonde boy in a red suit walks by her, too far past her to get a good look at him. There was something about him that caught her attention. Anne knew that walk, but she had no idea where she knew it from. It didn’t stop her from admiring him from afar, though, the short blonde hair and the obviously fit physique under the suit captivated her for whatever reason, leaving her practically unable to pay attention to the ceremony in front of her. Not that she cared, at this point she was just there to enjoy the free food she knew would be good at the reception later.

Anne sat at the table against the wall, her cousin not bothering to make a seating chart and just leaving it up to the guests to sit where they pleased. That meant she didn’t have to talk to anyone she didn’t want to, being virtually left alone at a wedding where she knew no one.

“Anne?” a familiar voice snaps her out of the trance she fell into watching Ana’s sister and brother-in-law, Catie and Danny dancing with their two daughters, remembering seeing their pictures on Facebook when they were born, not realizing how much they had grown.

She turns to the man in the red suit who had her attention throughout the ceremony. “Cale?” she smiles at him, not sure how the two had missed they would be at the same wedding this weekend. Since New Year's Eve, the two of them had been texting, calling, FaceTiming, they had hung out, spent the night with each other, Cale insisting he buy her dinner at least once a week. The only reason they weren’t dating each other was because neither of them had said they were. They both said they were busy this weekend, but who would have thought they would end up at the same place. “What are you doing here?”

“Izzy’s brother and I grew up playing hockey together. I grew up with her. What are you doing?” he asks her, taking the seat next to her.

“Ana’s my cousin. Her dad is my mom’s older brother.”

Cale smiles at her, Anne’s heart racing at the sight of it. “So I get to meet your family?”

Anne shakes her head. “I’m the only one here,” she tells him, explaining the family drama that went on between Frankie and Teresa.

Cale looks down at his lap, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his suit jacket. The red bowtie, red pants, red jacket even against the black shirt were so much Anne couldn’t tell if his cheeks were red because of the reflection of his clothes or for another reason. “Tyson’s met your family, hasn’t he?”

She nods, taking his hand in hers. “I told you, Tyson and I are just friends. I needed someone to come with me to a family thing, so he came with me.” Cale nods, not entirely sure that something wasn’t up with her and Tyson. Something was off, there was something he was sure Anne was leaving out, but he wasn’t sure. “Hey, I’ve seen Tyson, what, three times since New Year's? All of them when I was with you. I like you, Cale.”

Cale leans over for a kiss, his hand grazing Anne’s thigh, sending a shiver down her spine. “How about we dance like we did on New Year's?” he asks, standing from the seat, shrugging off the red jacket before he extended his hand out to her.

She rolls her eyes, getting up with him anyway. “I told you then, too, that I don’t like dancing.”

“And yet,” he says, pulling her close, his hand finding the small of her back while he presses his forehead against hers, gazing into her eyes, “you danced with me all night then, and you got up to dance with me tonight.”

Anne laughs, knowing he was right, burying her face in his shoulder, swearing she heard some camera’s clicking, probably the wedding photographer hanging around somewhere and taking pictures of the guests dancing.

“I know I have to say this about the brides when they come in,” Cale whispers in her ear, “but you are the most beautiful girl here.”

Anne could feel herself blushing, her mind flashing back to New Year’s Eve when Tyson told her she looked beautiful. He seemed so genuine saying it, Anne thinking back and not sure if he meant it or was actually pretending. But with Cale, she knew. Cale meant it. “You’re not so bad yourself,” she tells him, ghosting his lips before kissing him.

Being with Cale felt fine. Not perfect, but fine. It was right, but not correct, and Anne couldn’t figure out why.

Everyone starts clearing off the dance floor, the bridal party getting ready to come in. Cale takes Anne’s hand and leads her back to the table where he left his jacket, some other people finding their home base at the same table. Cale knew one of the men at the table, probably from their little hockey group that involved Izzy’s brother. The bridesmaids and bridesmen, as the DJ put it, started coming in, Cale leaning back with his arm slung around the back of Anne’s chair. She leaned back into him, his fingertips dancing up and down her arm as they watched everyone come in.

They watched Ana and Izzy dance their first one as wives, Anne’s stomach starting to make noise as they waited for the food to come.

Cale leans over, nervous about what he was about to whisper in her ear. “Are you hungry for food or maybe something more?”

Anne felt her entire body go numb at his words. They had been seeing each other for a month and a half already, so was what he was insinuating really that strange of an idea? “That depends.”

“On?” he asks, nibbling on her ear before kissing the skin right behind it, losing any sense of care over who at their table was potentially watching.

“On how long you think we need to wait before we can slip out without it being rude?”

Cale inhaled sharply, wishing he could say right now. “At least until they cut the cake. Unless,” he says, his hand moving up her thigh, slowly in case she decided she wanted it to stop, “Unless you wanted to try to find somewhere to sneak away to now.”

“Not for our first time,” she tells him, reaching up to cup his cheek. “And not with my family around,” she laughs.

“I’m fine with that,” he tells her, kissing her. “Your place or mine, though?”

“Well, I drove myself here.”

“And I got a ride.”

Anne smiles, crossing her legs in hopes that whatever she felt would be stifled by that simple action. “So it looks like it’s going to be mine.”

They spent the rest of the night waiting for the moment the cake was cut so they could leave as planned, Cale’s hand never leaving her leg unless he really needed both hands to do something.

Anne could feel her heart racing as she watched Ana and Izzy smash their cake in each other’s face, Anne looking over to Cale and smiling. “You wanna go?” she asks, her keys already out of her bag and in her hand.

Cale drags her out without saying a word, Anne leading him to her car. He walks over to the driver’s side, his arms wrapped around her waist with her back pressed against her car. “You’re sure about this?” he asks her, his eyes flicking between hers and her lips.

“Yeah,” she says, kissing him before he opens the door for her. She couldn’t wait to get home, sure she broke a few traffic laws as she sped back to her apartment with Cale sitting next to her in the passenger seat, his leg shaking the entire time.

They got to the elevator, Cale leaning against her against the wall with his lips pressed against hers, Anne’s hands already working to unbutton his shirt. Cale’s kisses trailed down her jaw to her collarbone, his grip tightening on her waist.

Anne pulled away to lead him down the hallway, practically running, partially due to anticipation for what they were about to do, and because Anne could feel a breeze on her back, indicating that Cale had already unzipped her dress. That, coupled with the fact that Cale’s shirt was already open, his jacket in his free hand, Anne had no desire for any of her neighbors to be given the chance to see her and however Cale was to her already getting naked before closing the door.

As soon as she unlocked her door, Cale had her turned back around, kicking the door closed as he carried her to her bedroom, Anne able to feel everything about him against her body. Cale laid her down on her bed, his lips never leaving hers as he positioned himself over her, sliding her dress off while she did the same with his shirt. Anne’s breath hitched at the sight of him, his body perfect while he stared her down, the first time she saw the typically innocent boy she had been seeing with a mischievous grin covering his face, his eyes darkening at the thought of doing what they had both been wanting to do all night.

“You’re sure about this?” he asks one more time.

Anne nods, taking his face in her hands. “Yes, Cale. I’m sure.”

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February 13, 2022

Anne woke up the next morning, the events of the night before rushing back despite finding the space he had occupied in her bed empty. Her dress was on the floor, Cale’s red bowtie somehow having ended up on her night stand. Maybe he left it there as an excuse to see her again, making a mental note to put it in the living room so she would remember it the next time she saw him.

He had slipped out at some point that morning, Anne playing the voicemail that he left her while she slipped on a t-shirt to cover herself. “Hey, Anne. Sorry, I couldn’t stay, but morning skate was calling. I,” she hears him sigh, knowing he had a stupid grin on his face for whatever it was he was about to say, “I can’t wait to have another night like last night with you.”

It was her turn to have the stupid smile on her face as Cale continues, “Um, anyway, I’ve got something going on with JT and some of the other guys tomorrow for Valentine’s Day, a, uh, charity thing? I think? So would you be free this weekend for a proper date for the holiday? You know, not as crowded, not as much pressure, ideally the same outcome, if you’ll allow it? Oh, hey Tyson,” she hears him say, figuring that he was calling her on the way into the rink despite her being unable to hear Tyson. “Yeah, I’m planning Valentine’s Day with Anne. No, not tomorrow night, this weekend. Uh, Anne, I’ve gotta go, but let me know about, say, Friday night? Alright, talk to you later. Bye.”

Valentine’s Day date with Cale? Part two, more like, but still. Anne liked the sound of that.

“So, uh,” Tyson starts, already dreading what he was about to hear from his teammate given what he had heard him say into his phone. “You and Anne?”

“Yeah,” Cale breathes out, chuckling at the thought of what happened last night. “We, um,” Cale couldn’t even get a full sentence out, acting like a child who just got the toy he had been begging his parents for on Christmas morning. He couldn’t remember the last time he was that happy. “We spent the night together last night. I left from her place this morning.”

More of their teammates were filtering into the locker room, looking at Cale’s face turn bright red while Tyson stood there with him looking like he just about wanted to die. “Ok, but did you spend the night, or spend the night?” Ryan asks.

Cale started to stammer out nonsense, not really wanting to divulge the private details of his and Anne’s night despite the guys teasing him and congratulating him for what he wasn’t saying.

“Guys, keep it civil. Anne wouldn’t want us talking about any of this,” Tyson pipes in, Cale letting out a sigh of relief as the guys disperse to get ready for morning skate.

“Thanks,” Cale tells him, going off on his own to get his gear on.

JT appears by Tyson’s side, a stupid smirk on his face. “Would Anne not want us talking about anything, or would you not want us talking about anything?”

“Well, Anne definitely wouldn’t.”

“Oh, come on, we both know Cale would never.”

“Doesn’t mean I want him to have the chance.”

“You’re treading in deep water, dude,” JT sighs.

Tyson looks at him, hating that he knew what he meant. He had barely seen Anne, despite her brother’s texts from the night before asking if Anne really couldn’t watch Harper because of the two of them going out, Tyson going along with the lie just in case. “I don’t know what you want from me.”

“It seems like you don’t know what you want from Anne, either,” JT shrugs. “But Cale does, and he got it.”

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February 14, 2022

12 hour shifts were the only shifts Anne knew. And they were the shifts that Anne detested the most. She was fine the first ten hours, but the last two always seemed to suck more than anything, leaving her exhausted for the rest of the day, into the night, depending on when she got home in the first place.

All she wanted to do was order dinner from the Thai place down the street, having it delivered despite her really not needing to since it was within walking distance, plop herself on her couch and watch whatever reality TV Lucy had texted her that she thought Anne would like. Anne knew she would turn it off after a single episode and switch to Food Network, but at least she could tell her sister she tried.

Anne walks to her apartment, dragging her feet to her door when she sees someone sitting on the ground, his head down looking at his phone. “Tyson?”

He gets up, grabbing the two bags he had with him as the smell of food filled her nose. “Happy Valentine’s Day, my fake girlfriend,” he says, raising the bags while Anne opens the door to let him in.

“I’m confused,” she tells him as he sets everything down.

“Well, Matthew called me on Saturday asking if the two of us were sure we couldn’t watch his daughter, and I figured he might as well have some sort of photographic evidence as proof of us spending Valentine’s Day together,” Tyson explains. “So, I figured I’d go all out: flowers, dinner, and a present. You know, really convince them that we’re together.”

Anne stares at him for a second, not sure why her heart was racing at the thought of him going out of his way to keep up this facade with her family. “I don’t think I like that you and Matthew are so ‘buddy-buddy.’ Or that fact that he didn’t believe me the first two times I told him I was busy on Saturday night. And I thought that you guys had a charity thing tonight?”

“Oh, you didn’t know?” Tyson asks, handing her the container of food as she joined him on the couch, the Thai food she was planning on ordering right in front of her. “We have a groupchat. Yeah, it’s me, Sebby, Lucy, and Matthew.”

Anne scoffs, rolling her eyes at his failed attempt at a joke. “And let me guess: you gossip about me the entire time.”

“Actually,” he says, his mouth full of food, “you never come up. They think of me as the fourth sibling. The name Anne means nothing.”

Anne laughs, Tyson admiring the way her eyes closed as her smile grew. God, he wished he had gotten to her before Cale did. Why did he have to leave her alone at all on New Year’s Eve? If he were by her side the entire night like he had wanted to be, then he wouldn’t have to pretend to be her boyfriend, he could actually be getting somewhere with her.

“Hm,” Anne hums, swallowing her mouthful of food. “You said flowers and a present. When do I get those?”

“You can get them now on the condition that I can take a video to send to your siblings,” he offers, pulling out his phone and pushing the bag with the flowers and gift behind him. Anne rolls her eyes, smiling and nodding while he starts the video. He hands her the card first. “Read it.”

Anne pulls it out of the envelope, glitter getting everywhere and making her cringe, knowing that it would be impossible to get off her scrubs later on. It was covered with roses and hearts, bringing her right back to the wedding that weekend. “No one has ever made me feel like this. To the woman I love: Happy Valentine’s Day,” Anne reads, feeling a lump forming in her throat. The card was so corny, a little too corny for her taste, but coming from Tyson, she didn’t know why she loved it. She shakes her head, laughing at Tyson. “I love you, too,” she lies.

Tyson swallows hard at her words, wishing she meant them, pulling out the flowers from the bag and handing them to her. She looks down at the flowers, trying to figure out what they are before looking up at him. “Queen Anne’s Lace?”

“Queen Anne’s Lace for my Queen, Anne,” he tells her, cringing at his own words.

Anne giggles, placing them in her lap. “And my favorite flowers, anyway. Thank you, Tyson.”

“Wait, I have one more thing,” he says, hoping that the camera wasn’t shaking too much while he reached for the gift he bought her.

He hands it to her, a small red box wrapped with a gold bow. She unties it carefully, opening the box and gasping at the sight of it. A golden necklace with a white enamel heart as the charm, a golden pattern outlining the heart. “Tyson, it’s,” she starts, unable to find the words, “it’s beautiful.”

He stops the recording, figuring he had enough to hit send to his ‘girlfriend's' siblings. “Let me put it on you,” he says, Anne turning around and moving her hair out of the way. “I thought you would like it.”

Anne studies his face, the smile plastered on it despite her knowing that he didn’t mean it. “You didn’t have to do this.”

He shrugs, grabbing his food off the table and staring at it now in his lap. “It was fun. I’ve never had a girlfriend who I could buy presents like this for. I mean, I still don’t, but I have you.”

“Oh, come on. You, Tyson Jost, have never had a girlfriend? Look at you,” she says, praying that she was careful with the words she chose. “You’re gorgeous, you’re sweet, you’re funny, you get along with everyone you meet.”

Tyson hated hearing Anne go on about him, knowing that she was just saying it as a friend instead of something more. He scoffs, trying to save face from whatever pain or other emotion he was feeling. “Come on,” he says, not believing her anyway.

“I’m serious!” she insists, reaching up and starting to fidget with her new necklace. “Any girl would be lucky to have you as her boyfriend. I’m lucky to even have you as a fake boyfriend.”

Tyson nods, turning his body to face the TV instead of Anne. “So what are we watching?” he asks, changing the subject and putting his feet up on the table, Anne doing the same.

“Whatever’s on Food Network?” she suggests, holding the remote in the air pointed at the TV.

The two of them settle in, Tyson not paying attention to the show she had turned on. “Hey, what’s that?” Tyson asks, racing over to the red fabric that was on Anne’s coffee table.

“Oh,” Anne blushes, taking it from Tyson. “This is Cale’s. He, um, let it the other night,” she explains, Tyson watching her turn his teammates bowtie over in her hands.

“So you and Cale are doing pretty well?” he asks. Anne looks at him, not sure if she really wanted to tell him about it. “Come on, we’re friends. You can talk to me about anything.”

“I mean,” she says, putting down the bowtie on the table, not taking her eyes off of it. “We’re together? I think?” Tyson already hated that he even offered to listen to her talk about her and his teammate. “I like him. A lot. And I know he likes me, but,” Anne lets out a sigh, not sure where to even take her sentence.

“But, what?” Tyson asks.

“I don’t know,” she shakes her head, looking confused. “Everything is great, but it’s, I,” she stammers. “Something is off, and I can’t figure out what.”

Tyson stares at her for a second, trying to figure out what to say. “It’s probably just that it’s new,” he shrugs. “Everything seems weird when you’re still figuring it out. You and Cale will be ok,” he tells her, hating hearing those words come out of his mouth.

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February 19, 2022

Anne stared at herself in the mirror, the black turtleneck she borrowed from her sister coupled with a beige skirt and black tights on her as she got ready for her date with Cale. He was bound to show up any minute, promising each other they weren’t going to do gifts due to a general lack of time on both ends. She didn’t believe that he wasn’t going to get her a gift, however, sneaking out to the bakery down the street and buying some pastries that the two of them would like, giving them an excuse to both show up back at her apartment. And if he didn’t give her a gift, then she got the pastries all to herself.

If not, she could share them with Tyson, who had been showing up at her place or asking her to go to his place any free chance they both had.

She heard Cale knocking at her door, Anne rushing as fast as she could in her heels to answer. Cale was standing there, a black crewneck similar to her own turtleneck, paired with dark jeans, black boots, and a grey coat. Cale kisses her hello, one hand behind his back with the other resting on her hip. “Every time I see you I don’t think you could get more beautiful, and yet, you do.”

“You’re cheesy,” she jokes as he kisses her forehead, Cale laughing against her skin. “But you,” Anne says, resting her hands on his chest, “get more handsome every time I see you, too. And, you’re hiding a present behind your back, aren’t you, even though we said no presents.”

Cale laughs, closing the door behind him. “Maybe I saw this and had to get it for you,” he admits, kissing her again and holding up the bag near her head.

“Should I open it now or should I do it later when we come back here?” she flirts, holding the bag in her hand.

“Oh, we’re coming back here?” he teases her, trailing kisses down her neck.

“I might have gotten some dessert for us so we had an excuse to relive last Saturday. Plus, you left your bowtie here,” she gestures to it, still sitting on her table, “And I was thinking maybe you wear that tonight instead of keeping it off?”

Cale raises his eyebrow at her, a silly smile on his face. “And what else would I be wearing?”

Anne shrugs, pretending to act innocent. “I was thinking only the bowtie,” she tells him, feeling his grip around her tighten at the thought.

Cale kisses her again, unable to keep his hands off the girl in front of him. If he could, he would forget dinner altogether and just go straight to dessert, but he knew Anne wasn’t that kind of girl, and he wasn’t about to force her into anything she didn’t want. “Hey, I like that necklace you’re wearing,” he says, twirling the charm around in his fingers. “The heart is perfect for Valentine’s Day.”

She reaches up and takes his hand in hers. “Thanks. My sister got it for me a few years ago for my birthday,” she lies. She couldn’t tell him that Tyson had gotten it for her for Valentine’s Day.

#tyson jost #tyson jost fic #tyson jost imagine #colorado avalanche #colorado avalanche imagine #colorado avalanche fic #avalanche #avalanche imagine #avalanche fic #tyson and anne

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sugarysketches · 2 years

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.:2021 Art Summary:.

Ngl, I completely forgot I drew some of these this year FTGYHUJN 2021 Felt like three years in one, but it also feels weird that it's already over, ah well. I forgot to put my name on this but that doesn't rlly matter.

January I was actually planning on making this into a speedpaint, but I kept putting it off... and then I had to factory reset my PC, and lost the recording, oops. I don't rlly have anything to say about the picture itself, it's still good, all of the outfits are based on various things I drew Seb in before, I drew the entire thing while listening to Neil Cicierega.

February I apparently didn't post this one here? Weird, could've sworn I did. Anyways, I like this one too, though I don't rlly like the texture in the shading much anymore. The background is actually based on the way NomNomNami does hers, I might try doing it again some day tfygh.

March Another thing I didn't post here oops. This one's ok, still don't like that shading much, but otherwise it's cute. I don't remember anything particularly interesting about this one, other than the entire reason I drew it was bc I don't draw these two characters very often. OH, I did get a new tablet a short while after making this! and XP Pen... one of those fancy screen tablets.... I have never mentioned this to anyone.

April This started off as just a random doodle I decided to clean up and finish. I really like this one, it's so soft and round.... Also weirdly enough, after drawing this I realized I really like watermelon flavored stuff.

May This wasn't originally my pick for the May slot, but then one I did want to put here didn't fit, so I went with pink Fafnir instead. That's fine though, pink Fafnir is still good, I like the clouds in this one... Shoutout to ~Positive⭐Dance Time~

June Most of this month was taken by me drawing refs for characters, and drawing other people's characters for trades on TH. I had a few not ref pieces, but I like this one the best :3c I didn't like the shading when I first made it, but looking at it now I think it's really nice tbh.

July This month was also taken up mostly by character refs and other for other people, but this piece was honestly the highlight of the month for me.... I like it a lot, I think it's one of the best things I've drawn honestly. It makes me really happy <:3

August Speaking of things that make me happy, cats. I rlly like cat people man, they make me so happy trgfed That's the entire reason I drew this, entirely self indulgent, and I still love it TFGYBHUJ I'll have more cat people art in the future...

September This picture was actually originally based on a screenshot from I believe AC Pocket Camp, though I can't find the original image anymore. Anyways, this one's also still very good, I like drawing the food; and Yamilla's expression is a mood.

October Tbh I was torn on two different pics for this spot, with very different tones, but I decided to go with this one bc.... Idk, I just wanted to, anyways Stella is good and I rlly wanna try a ChupaChups Sparkling Water one day Shoutout to Shadow Shadow

November Tbh there's actually a pic in November that I liked more than this, but it's uh.... not Tumblr friendly, so I'm not putting it here RFTGVH This one's still good though! I actually originally sketched it in pencil before finishing it on comp.

December This picture's not super interesting, but it's special bc it's the first pic I did in a while for a speedpaint! Bc I rlly wanted to make speedpaints again after having not done that in like... almost a year? I think? So yeah, Helena says hi.

#Artists on Tumblr #Art summary #2021 Art Summary #putting links bc I'm posting this mroe for myself than for anyone else lol

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the-karma-cafe · 4 years

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drunk!reader x obey me

a/n: i said, yknow what ? i am gonna simp for every goddamn character in this game. so naturally my hand slipped n i wrote mindless stuff for all of them. sorry for the weird jumping around - i wanted to get to as many characters as i could

My head slowly nodded above the counter, the alcohol taking hold of my body. I hummed, gulping down the last of my drink.

I felt something touch my hair and I looked over, squinting at the person beside me. “Asmo?” I asked.

“Aww, looks like someone can’t hold their drink, hm?” Asmodeus cooed, twirling a strand of my hair around his slender finger.

I mustered up a small smile. “You got me.” I lifted up my head to look around at everyone else. They sat at different places in the room, but all mingled happily in varying degrees of intoxication.

I went to prop up my head with my hand, missing the first time. “You’re all so pretty. I dunno how I function most of the time.”

Asmo blinked, watching me carefully. “Who do you think is the prettiest?”

I gave a short laugh. “I don’t think you want to hear the answer to that one.”

“Whaat~! If not me then who!” He whined loudly, attracting the attention of a couple of the others.

I felt an arm come to a rest on my head none too gently. My head stumbled from its perch on my hand and I glared up at the offending demon. Mammon grinned down at me, “Figures you’d get drunk first, MC.”

I fingered his tie before abruptly pulling him down to my eye level. “Wanna say that to my face?”

Bright red filled his cheeks, his eyes darting from my eyes to my lips and back again. “Uh,” he started smartly.

Asmodeus clapped gleefully. “Ooh~ They’re sexy when they’re drunk. We should do this more often.”

I ignored him, releasing Mammon from my hold and ruffling his hair instead. So soft... “I’m teasing. ‘Course I’d be the first to go off the deep end.” I giggled softly.

His blush only increased. He cleared his throat, backing away from me. “Right, heh, I knew that. As if you could intimidate the great Mammon anyway.” He scoffed, looking away to take a deep swig of his drink.

Barbatos appeared in front of us from behind the bar. He smiled kindly. “Looks like I’ll be cutting you off for the night.” He swiped my glass from me to go clean it.

“Wha~!” I whined at him, making grabby motions for my glass. “That’s not fair, everyone else gets theirs!”

“You’re starting to sound like Levi.” Belphie yawned, taking my hand lightly. His thumb smoothed slow circles over the back, calming me slightly.

I smiled up at him wordlessly, a little dazed, squeezing his hand back.

Levi frowned in response, muttering something like, “I don’t sound like that,” but was ignored.

Barbatos turned back around, cleaning the glass with a rag. “I’m afraid that’s just the way it is! Diavolo’s orders.”

I smiled shyly, walking my fingers across the counter towards him. “Any way I could convince you?”

Mammon did a spit-take and Barbatos’s eyes widened. An amused smile teased his lips. He gently grasped my hand, pulling it up to his face. He brushed a kiss across my knuckles, winking. “Maybe another time, MC.”

Mammon shouted nonsense in the background. Pink dusted across my features. “Oho, I see you, Barb~” I fluttered my fingers at him.

He straightened up and nodded politely, returning to the sink behind him.

A spoon poked my cheek. I frowned, glancing to my side. Asmodeus was gone and had been replaced by Beelzebub. A bowl of steaming soup sat in front of him. He looked at me expectantly.

I sniffed it. It smelled heavenly. I took the spoon into my mouth, greedily drinking its contents. Beel smiled approvingly. Mammon almost burst a blood vessel behind us, being held back by Asmodeus. “What is that?” I asked, intrigued.

He took another sip. “Soup. Barbatos said the stuff in it helps prevent hangovers. Figured you’d need some.”

“Awww~” I leaned closer. “You take such good care of me, Beel. What would I do without you?”

His eyes glanced from his soup to my eyes to my lips. “Um,” he muttered. “Probably be hungry.”

I smiled fondly, tapping his nose lightly. “You’re adorable.”

A light blush rose in his cheeks. “Oh.. thank you. You… look tasty?”

It was my turn to blush. I knew he didn’t register that remark as anything other than food-related but I couldn’t stop the thoughts from snaking into my mind. I smirked, my gaze dropping to his lips. “Wanna find out?”

His eyes widened and his lips parted to say something, but he was interrupted by a rather loud slap. I whirled around, or tried, to see Satan hitting Mammon upside the head. “Be quiet, what’s all the fuss about?”

I giggled, drawing his attention. His gaze softened. “Ah, I see. And here you said you were going to control yourself tonight.”

I pushed up from my seat, wobbling slightly. His hands jumped to steady me. I smiled gratefully, bringing my arms up to rest on his shoulders. “You’re so sweet, Satan~” I chuckled. “Pfft, that’s a sentence I never thought I’d say.”

The faintest blush decorated his cheeks, his hands finding my waist. “I can’t imagine why.” He teased, cracking a smile.

I squealed, bringing my hands forward to cup his cheeks. “You’re so cute!! Gah, I can’t take it.” His blush darkened a bit, his head slightly leaning into my touch. I squeezed my eyes shut. “Nope! Can’t take that much cuteness at once. Sorry~”

I felt him rumble with laughter. “I can’t really take offense to that.”

He glanced up to see Lucifer marching over, a particularly murderous look on his face. Satan’s smile curled into an impish grin. He pulled me close without warning, earning a small yelp from me. My hands flew from his face to behind him, grasping at the back of his neck for stability. My eyes snapped open to stare up at him. My face turned redder than it already was. “Well I know I didn’t just get a hug for no reason.” I threaded my fingers through his hair, watching curiously as his eyes slightly lulled close at the touch. “What’s the occasion?”

He smirked, “Guess.”

I turned in his grasp to see Lucifer walking towards us. I smiled toothily, waving at the stronger demon. “Hey-o, Lucy~”

Lucifer paused in his tracks, staring at me incredulously. Mammon burst out laughing. “Lucy! Hah, that’s rich!” Levi and Asmodeus shared in his laughter. A couple of the others hid grins of their own.

Satan squeezed me lightly. “Cute.” He whispered, his breath tickling my ear. I shivered, involuntarily leaning towards his warmth.

Lucifer resumed his angry stride. I squinted, barely seeing an outline of purple around him. He approached Satan and cleared his throat. Apparently, he didn’t have an idea for what to do when he actually got here. Satan smirked. “What, you want ‘em?”

He nodded. “Clearly you all cannot be trusted with them.” He grabbed my arm, twirling me into his chest. I thudded against him, my hands feeling at his chest in wonder. Is Lucy just rock? Are all demons made of rock? Is Dwayne ‘The Rock’ Johnson a demon? No way, he’s too pure for that… or is he……… “I will take them back to their room.”

I snapped from my thoughts at that. “No!” I protested, squirming in his grasp. “I wanna stay!”

Lucifer peered down at me, thinly-veiled concern clouding his gaze. “You must be tired?” He asked.

I shook my head wildly, pinning him with a pleading look. His expression and grasp on me softened further as I ran my hands up his chest. “No! Super awake. Please let me stay. Pleeeaaase~?” I wheedled, hoping puppy-dog eyes worked on him.

Lucifer held my gaze for a beat, his eyes tracing my features worriedly, before sighing in acquiescence. I hopped up happily, kissing him on the cheek and wrapping him up in a hug. “Thank you, Lucy~” I cooed into his ear, feeling him shudder a bit beneath me. He patted my back mechanically and I pulled away, my eyes settling on Diavolo a bit behind Lucifer.

“Deee-ah-vo-lo~” I grinned, skipping up to him.

His eyes sparkled with interest as he considered me. “Yes, MC? You’re enjoying your time here this evening, I take it?”

I nodded brightly “Of course I am.” I paused, biting my lip. “I wish I got to see you more often, Dee.”

He blinked. “Dee?” He echoed.

My hands flew to my mouth. “Oh no! I’m sorry, Diavolo is such a mouthful I’ve taken to just referring to you as ‘Dee’ in my head. I’m so sorry!”

Diavolo chuckled goodnaturedly. “That’s fine, MC. It’s a cute nickname.”

“For a cute demon.” I winked.

He nodded, playing along. “Precisely.”

“What, he gets a cute nickname but I don’t?” Levi muttered behind me, just loud enough for me to hear, although I doubted that was intentional. I turned and advanced on him. He blinked in surprise, slightly red at the attention. “Oops, did I say that out loud?”

I nodded, slinging an arm around his shoulders. “Yep! But worry not! You already have a cute nickname, Levi-chan.” I affectionately tacked on the honorific. This pacified him slightly.

“That does sound cuter.” He nodded approvingly.

I held up a hand. “Of course it does!” Levi’s eyes brightened as he slapped my hand in a high-five. His following fist pump of victory launched him into a spiel about his newest animated obsession.

Solomon and Simeon approached, polite smiles decorating their handsome features. I nearly swooned. “Hello, MC.” Simeon greeted, his eyes dancing mirthfully over my current state.

I nodded weakly. “You guys are very pretty.”

Solomon’s eyebrows raised at that. “Not the greeting I expected, but,” he smoothed his features over, “not unwelcome~” he teased.

Simeon chuckled. “Aren’t you charming. It’s taking a lot to resist inviting you up to my room tonight~”

My face glowed red. “O-Oh, holy shit you are way too attractive for me to know how to respond to that coolly.”

He barked a laugh. “You’ll always be cool to me, MC.”

“Thank you!”

Mammon broke free of Asmo’s grasp and interrupted the conversation, circling me in his arms. “No touchin’! Grrr!” He growled at the non-demons.

I tugged at Mammon’s tie again, making him squeak a bit. He bent over my shoulder. “What’d I do this time!” I turned my head to face him.

And promptly pressed a kiss to his lips.

My stomach somersaulted, either from the alcohol or the kiss. Some whoops could be heard around us, mostly from Simeon and Diavolo. Mammon sprang into action, bringing me closer to him, his hands finding my waist. I played with the soft hair at the nape of his neck, feeling him hum happily in response.

A hand pulled Mammon from me. Lucifer frowned at him disapprovingly. Mammon’s expression was downright giddy. “I got a kiss.” He boasted proudly, puffing out his chest. “None o’ y’all can say that, heh!”

Satan spoke up from his seat on the couch next to us. “Well I definitely won’t be bested by you.” He seized my wrist and pulled me down into his lap.

“Oh!” I exclaimed in surprise. One of his slender fingers guided my chin up towards his face.

His eyes glittered as he looked down at me. “Can I kiss you, MC?” I nodded eagerly. He poorly hid his victorious smirk and caught my lips with his. I melted in his embrace, shifting on him to card my fingers through his hair.

Mammon shrieked in dismay beside us.

Thin but strong arms pried me off of Satan. I sighed at the loss. “What was that for~” I whined, “put me back.” I made grabby hands at Satan. He was blushing! He smiled, waggling his fingers at me.

My attacker whirled me around, almost making me nauseous. Asmodeus faced me, a small frown tugging at his lips. “Don’t tell me you think Satan is the prettiest of all of us. I mean, c’mon, MC! Look at me!” He gestured at himself confidently. “I bet you want a kiss from me, too, huh?”

I shrugged. “I’ll kiss anyone here.”

His eyes widened at this. “Really?”

“Have you seen the people here? Is that rhetorical?”

“Point taken!” He laughed. “Free MC kisses!” He shouted to the group, earning some head-turns. Mammon sulked in the corner, growing mushrooms.

Asmodeus cupped my face sweetly. “Aww, you look so cute with your face all red like this.” His face neared and he pressed our lips together. Immediately he tried to deepen the kiss, a welcome outcome for me, but was pushed aside. “Hey I wasn’t done~!” He complained.

Before me was Beel. He held up another spoonful of soup. “Less kissing, more eating.”

I grinned. “If I take another bite will you kiss me?” I spoke mostly just to tease him. Mostly.

He blinked, growing pink again. “Oh… alright.” He fed me another spoonful, his lips following the hot soup soon after. I hummed into him. Delicious. I tugged at his jacket, desperate for more. He indulged me, but kept the soup level in his hand behind me. His tongue slipped into my mouth curiously and I gasped, pulling away from him when I remembered the people watching. He frowned at the loss, licking his lips. “I was right. You are tasty.”

I laughed. “Pretty sure that’s just the soup, but thanks.”

“That’s enough.” A gruff voice spoke up. I felt my world spin as I was swept into someone’s arms. Lucifer held me bridal style. “This ridiculous game ends now. I am putting MC to bed.”

Some boos resounded throughout the room and I giggled, waving to no one in particular. “I’ll kiss you later~!” I reassured everyone. I earned whoops in response and grinned widely.

Lucifer scoffed and swept me from the room.

It was much quieter outside and I felt the fatigue of the night start to set in. I yawned, readjusting in his arms. My eyes fluttered closed. “You don’t mind, do ya, Luce?”

He glanced down at me fondly. “Of course not.” He whispered so softly I barely caught it.

I smiled in response. “Yer just a big softie. Y’ain’t slick.”

His chest grew a bit rigid against me. “I am not.. a ‘softie.’”

“Mhm.”

Lucifer frowned at that. He nudged open the door to my room and cast me on the bed unceremoniously. “Oof!” I looked up at him through lidded eyes. “That could’ve been sweeter.”

He grinned condescendingly. “I did say I wasn’t a softie.”

I rolled my eyes. “C’mere ya big softie.” I grabbed his tie and yanked him down to my level. He made a small noise of surprise in his throat, his gaze catching mine. I grinned impishly. “Aw, I’ve got you right where I want you. Now what’re you gonna do?”

A low growl bubbled up from his chest. He pushed me onto the bed and climbed atop me in one swift movement. I gasped. His face was even closer to mine now, a confident smirk twisting his lips. “I should be the one saying that.”

My eyes dropped to his lips. “Can I kiss you now?”

He chuckled. “You’ve been doing a lot of that tonight, are you sure you can handle more?”

I scoffed. “It’s a kiss not sex I think I’ll be oka-“

He cut me off with a searing kiss and I sighed into his mouth happily. I could fall asleep like this. Another wave of fatigue washed over me. Oh… I am going to fall asleep like this.

As if reading my mind, Lucifer parted from me. “I’ll have someone bring you something in the morning for your hangover.” My eyes slid shut and I hummed noncommittally. I felt his soft lips touch my forehead and I smiled, snuggling into my sheets.

“Goodnight, MC.”

a/n: can you tell who my favorites are dskfh

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grayscaleskies · 2 years

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21, 24, 30 for the oc asks!!!

AH HOLY SHIT THANK YOU MOSSY!!

21. Your most artistic OC

OH THAT WOULD DEFINITELY BE JUNIPER! Their hobby is art, they draw a lot! Though for some reason I don't think I've ever drawn them drawing, oops! But here is a drawing of them anyways!

[ID: A drawing of my original character Juniper. Juniper is a thin anthropomorphic ice elemental peryton or winged dear with mint fur covered in white icy patches. Their hooves, the feathers of their wings, and their horns are a gradient from periwinkle to blue to white, and their eyes and nose are purple. They have pink circles that resemble blush on their cheeks and are wearing a jade capelet over a blue vest with a white rope belt and white baggy shorts. They have an ace ring and there is icy magic flowing between their hands as they look down with a curious but concerned expression. Behind them is a gray background along with their color palette. End ID/]

24. If you could meet one OC of yours, who would it be and why?

OH SHIT THAT'S TOUGH!!! I'd really want to meet all of them honestly, but I suppose if I HAD to choose either Metal or Elvenna! I feel like I could learn so much from them both and I could absolutely trust them to tell me like it is! Also, it would be so fun to just jam out and sing together! I would very selfishly want to meet Juniper and be like okay how do you do things help xD

30. Which one of your OCs would most likely have a secret stuffed animal collection?

HELL YES JUNIPER AGAIN!! I'm adding another drawing because I love them, but the 'secret' aspect would definitely depend on where they are in their journey! Early on it would definitely be more on the secret side xD This drawing isn't really related, but I'm proud of it so here we go! I call this their 'elemental state,' where their power is at its absolute peak. They do still have control over their magic, but afterward, they'll be pretty drained and exhausted and have to rest for several days.

[ID: A drawing of my OC, Juniper. Juniper is a thin anthropomorphic ice elemental peryton or winged dear with mint fur covered in white icy patches. The feathers of their wings, and their horns are a gradient from periwinkle to blue to white, and their nose is purple. They are wearing a jade capelet over a blue vest with a white rope belt and white baggy shorts. In this image, their wings are covered in ice over the gradient areas, and their icy patches are bigger than normal. Ice has encased their horns and grown into large antlers, and their hands and eyes are glowing bright white from their magic. Around the whole image is a faint ice texture. They are fixing the viewer with a calm, but stern expression. End ID/]

#ask meme #ask game #ask #coulson-is-an-avenger #graygrumbles #gray answers #oc #oc asks #juniper #juniper elafi #metal/helena #elvenna #mossy thank you so much for letting me post art of juniper #i love them so much xD #yes gray is a furry sorry to anyone who thought otherwise /lh #ice powers hell yeah #no this isn't the correct definition of an elemental oop #long post #sorry this got so long omg

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currywaifu · 4 years

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𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞: barbie movies as troupe plays part 1 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: sfw

𝐚𝐧: if you think i won’t do all 36 barbie movies, you’re wrong. regardless of whether people want this or not. i have barbie brainrot 24/7. i’m just separating it into parts so it’s not too long *this isn’t meant to be that serious y’all my reasons vary from legit to just jokes

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥: i won’t go in-depth with any plot differences from movie to play, or how the characters would work out... for now *chuckles in future ppt*

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏: nutcracker, rapunzel, swan lake, princess and the pauper, fairytopia series, magic of pegasus, barbie diaries, island princess, three musketeers 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐: coming soon 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑: coming soon

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: mixed troupe! spring x autumn. one of the seasonal events/scouts for A3! has a nutcracker theme, and to avoid spoilers that’s all i will say :3

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: since this is based on barbie’s take on the nutcracker, changing up the cast from what tsuzuru had in plan:

clara/sugarplum fairy: sakuya. i want to see him go through a costume & hair transformation sequence, not gonna lie.

nutcracker/prince eric: juza. obviously he has to be the ruler of the land of sweets.

mouse king: sakyo or chikage. i want one of them to wave around a sceptre and say quotes like “i’ll reduce the Nutcracker to a pile of splinters"

pimm: taichi... pimm is a spy :O who has to do dirty work :O but the real reason is i just want taichi to follow around sakyo again or maybe even chikage this time lol

major mint & captain candy: tsuzuru and citron respectively. mint is pretty serious and awkward, candy is a lot friendlier- i just think it’ll be a good way to insert some humor in the play

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: mixed troupe! summer x autumn.

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: rapunzel in this one actually is the “servant” of gothel. also, rapunzel has a magical paint brush and also there’s dragons. who are purple.

rapunzel: kazunari. obviously. actually, kazu has a lot of similarities with her: a good artist, patient, adventurous, quick thinking, hardly ever complains- also he’d look good with long hair i think ><

gothel: omi. there is an action fighto scene + also just the theme of omi playing villains lol... also THERE’S A SCENE WHERE GOTHEL PRETENDS TO BE RAPUNZEL BY WEARING A LONG WIG AND BOI- KAZU AND OMI’S BODY BUILDS ARE SO DIFFERENT BUT IT’D BE FUNNY IF THE PRINCE FALLS FOR THE TRAP ANYWAY

penelope: kumon. a PURPLE funny and clumsy dragon- fight me, the only answer is kumon especially once you see who’s next.

hugo: juza. a PURPLE dragon who’s penelope’s dad but he’s gonna be the older bro in this one (i wonder why...)

hobie: a passive and worrisome rabbit... Tenma.

prince stefan: he also has a couple fight scenes... ngl bc stefan has blue eyes, light brown hair + described by the wiki as “fierce”, he’s banri.

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: winter troupe. i will stand by this forever.

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: this is like one of the ones i’ve had figured out for a while already...

odette & odile: tsumugi. i’m just saying, tsumugi’s duality- he can do both the white and black swan because he has power. impact.

prince daniel: not tasuku bc spare him the prince roles he’s sick of it. guy. why guy? because he obviously has a good idea of how to act like a prince :3

rothbart: HOMARE! I WANT! THIS MAN! TO PLAY THE ANTOGONIST! GO OFF ABOUT DARK ARTS! TRANSFORM EVERYONE TO ANIMALS LIKE THE EXTRA BEING YOU ARE.

fairy queen: azuma. ugh just- imagining how ethereal he’d look.

erasmus: tasuku. he’s a troll that can act mean, but is genuinely kind and helpful... also, the VA of erasumus is also the VA for “unnamed burly villager” and i’m just saying-

kelly the cygnet: hisoka. there’s too many animal children, so hisoka is gonna be the baby swan. uwu. also, kelly has a quote, “I can't sleep.” and wOW THE IRONY

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: WE’RE GOING FOR THE COMEDIC ROUTE WHAT’S UP SUMMER. reason: i went “wait... no actor really looks super alike though.”

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: tafahfuoahoaf it’s my favourite barbie movie... OKAY SO THE RUNNING GAG OF THIS IS THAT THE PRINCESS & PAUPER DON’T LOOK ALIKE, BUT EVERYONE KEEPS GOING “Wow! you two look so identical!” no they don’t

anneliese: muku. first of all please look at the sprite i used in the header. anneliese = pink = muku. she’s the sweet princess archetype... but in this version she also goes on tangents about rocks and mineraLS AND HOW THE MINING INDUSTRY SUX AND THE ABSOLUTE AUDACITY OF-

erika: kumon. first of all, the sprite in the header again. erika = blue like ugh this is perfect. ALSO erika has a cat who BARKS and i just imagine kumon talking to her cat like: WOOF WOOF WOOF GRRR GRRR and the dog responding and everyone in the palace going wtf

king dominick: i had such a crush on him anyway he’s tenma. rich, young, talented king who disguises himself as a page so he can find love for realsies. im just saying. he won’t be tenma’s only role tho ><

julian: kazunari. the wiki went “he’s the only bestfriend a barbie MC ever married” really shook me like ugh friendship dynamic between muku and kazu roles??? also kazu’s genuinely smart so him as the tutor was just gucci in my eyes

preminger: misumi. FIRST OF ALL PREMINGER IS ICONIC? WHEN HE SANG HOW CAN I REFUSE I WAS LIKE UGH KING. i just wanna hear misumi play an antagonist that’s also funny and do things with his voice.

madame carp: yuki. a bossy and rich woman who owns a dress emporium. pretty much it.

nick & nack: YUKI AND TENMA. THEY WILL DOUBLE ROLE FOR THE SAKE OF BEING MISUMI’S DUMB UNDERLING DUO

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: spring troupe. i wanna see them have wings uwu.

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: just gonna combine the whole fairytopia series into one

elina: itaru. first of all, pink motif. also i just like the idea of itaru being this recurring protagonist.

bibble the puffball played by kamekichi

laverna: recurring villain citron. for no reason other than i think it’s cool when he plays power hungry villains

enchantress: i just want sakuya to play a role that’s more of a “powerful character” but still really kind uwu. another recurring good guy.

azura & glee: tsuzuru. elina is azura’s apprentice, and glee is a friend who’s generally really happy... ngl, i wanna see tsuzuru play someone more energetic for funsies

nori: masumi. nori is kind of a stubborn and jealous person at first, him and elina won’t get along right away BUT DAMMIT THE ENEMIES? TO FRIENDS IS GUCCI!!!

merman prince nalu & linden: chikage... yeah i just gave chikage the guy roles ngl... but i wanna see chikage as a handsome merman AND handsome fairy so *shrugs*

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: cross troupe. spring x winter.

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: partially based on the ice-skating cards (i have yet to read the event story, unfortunately).

annika: tsuzuru. i thought it’d be fun to cast tsuzuru as a more sheltered character due to annika’s parents’ protectiveness. the contrast y’all.

shiver: sakuya. shiver is a polar bear cub sidekick who’s friendly and likes shiny things and that’s just... really cute... put bear ears on sakuya...

brietta: guy. brietta is annika’s older sister... who got transformed into a pegasus by the villain... i wonder how they’d change the pegasus thing lol

wenlock: tasuku. NOT GONNA LIE- i want tasuku to play the villain for all these wonderful one-liners: "Oh, smile! You didn't lose a daughter; you've gained a pet!", and "I thank my lucky stars I didn't marry you!"

prince aidan: masumi bc i want more roomie interaction on stage i mean their friendship keeps getting cuter and cuter.

cloud queen: azuma... that’s all. i just remembered her bc her hair has a braided crown, and i went “azuma braided hair brainrot”

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: mixed troupe! summer x autumn.

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: i was gonna make it full autumn, but then the age casting felt awkward since they’re in high school...

barbie: taichi. barbie here is shy but wants to stop blending in the background! i just went “damn that do be resonating”. also i wanna hear taichi sing more y’all and barbie is a singer/guitarist here

courtney: azami. i like the idea of azami playing a spunky character who’s more of a tomboy, but still does like fashion and accessorising and... lip gloss?

tia: misumi? tenma? idk the intelligent and passionate archetype is very broad... especially in a high school setting

kevin: kazunari. just the whole best friend thing + kevin being a goofy person who loves to make ppl laugh ugh

racquelle: yuki. i know racquelle’s a bully here and say not to bullying... but sharp tongue.

todd: honestly? todd was so boring in the moving. we need someone like banri to give him CHARACTER!... yes that’s my reasoning ugh

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: sUMMER SUMMER SUMMER-

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: AHAHAHA WHAT IS THIS CASTING? MY REASONINGS FOR THIS ONE IN PARTICULAR ARE SO SHALLOW LMAO

ro/rosella: “a 16 year old girl who can talk to animals! adventurous and brave” me: *gasps* mISUMI-

prince antonio: “prince antonio loves travelling and exploring-” okay yeah it’s kazu...

queen ariana: i just want yuki to sing to me “love is for peasants which we’re obviously not” and i’d go :O also ngl... i wanna see yuki in like darker palettes and plotting to poison all the royals

princess luciana: queen ariana’s daughter... played by muku. because i wanna hear muku counter yuki with “all the shoujo mangas books i’ve read, all the poems always said, that the heart is made to share...”

sagi the red panda & azul the peacock: honestly, just basing it off of colour matching but tenma is sagi and kumon is azul lol

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐞: AUTUMN x SPRING

𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐭: AHAHAHA WHAT IS THIS CASTING? pt 2

corrine: i keep wanting to put sakuya in these roles oops. i just... let him sword fight on stage again :>

viveca: purple musketeer, artistic, designs clothes... fights with ribbons... you know, for the sake of banri being a fAshIoNisTa... it has to be banri y’all "Don't mess with the animal print dress!"

aramina: green musketeer, fights with fans, romantic and loves ballet... pfft, for the sake of “wouldn’t it be funny-” it has to be azami. poor bby, having to swoon over romance on stage- he can’t relate

renee: chikage. purely because of that scene where she threw a feather duster (?) at a flying shard of glass and perfectly hit it. yeah.

helene: the old and strict instructor that teaches them how to be musketeers... sakyo.. duh.

philippe: the main antagonist... it has to be omi again. and since philippe has a goatee, we’re bringing back facial hair omi~

prince louis: itaru, lol. he’s like the one significant non-action oriented character in the film. he has just enough moments where itaru still looks princely, but mostly? he just wants humans to fly y’all.

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yandere-society · 4 years

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Day 10 | Home For Christmas

Synopsis: The two new hot guys next door are super friendly and very helpful! Especially since you’ve injured your leg and now are forced to prance around in your wheelchair. They came over to your house, put up decorations, helped you bake and kept you company when you couldn’t be home for Christmas. Although now that you think about it, they’re a little too friendly…to the point you can’t tell them no.

The 12 Days of Black Christmas Event Masterlist

Pairing: Namhope x Female Reader

Admin: @roses-ruby

Trigger warnings: Yandere themes, Obsessive behavior, Murder, Physical abuse, kidnapping

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🎶You can plan on me

Please have snow and mistletoe

And presents on the tree🎶

“Oop, let me get that for you-”

Your outstretched hand stops midair, head turning to face the tall dimpled man on your left. He smiled at you fondly and you felt your cheeks warming.

“Thank you.” You say, pushing yourself back to make room for his long legs. Namjoon shifts, taking the red ornament out of your hand, and placing it on a high branch. You watch silently as he tinkers with the small toy stockings, humming along to Crosby’s I’ll be home for Christmas which continually rung throughout the house from your mom’s old record player on the back shelf. Suddenly, he makes eye contact with you again, his eyes turning into little crescents as his mouth stretches, leaving you blushing and turning away. It wasn’t something you could help.

Since the first time you laid eyes on him, you’ve always thought he was so freaking hot. Speaking of hotties-

“Alright, the pie is done!” A shout comes from behind you, making you turn your head as the wheels of your chair rotate back. A man with a heart-shaped smile and eyes brighter than the sun steps out of the kitchen in his pink frilly apron, setting down the holiday pie on the table directly in front. One whiff of the sweet desert has your mouth watering in delight.

“It smells delicious, Hoseok! You both are so kind…thank you for everything.”

Said man laughs, the melodious sound echoing the walls along with the music, “Nonsense, we’re always here to help.”

“Exactly, that’s what neighbors are for.” Namjoon chirped, walking over to where Hoseok stood. He took a glance at the pie and then poked the top, immediately being reprimanded by Hoseok’s oven mitt hand.

“Don’t do that, you’ll ruin it.”

Namjoon retracts his hand, resembling a kicked puppy, “I just thought it looked cool. You don’t have to be so mean.”

“Well maybe I wouldn’t be if you didn’t just drop the eggnog on yourself this morning, while standing completely still.”

“Hey! That was an accident!”

You gaze in confusion as the men began to argue, an amused sigh leaving your lips.

Namjoon and Hoseok were the two sexy guys from next door, helping you around the house while you sat there helpless with a broken leg, as well as your lovely new best friends. They had moved into the apartment next door back in July, before the start of the fall semester. It was a breath of fresh air honestly, as your last neighbor was a cranky old lady with way too many mean cats. You weren’t sure what happened to her, but you weren’t complaining once you ran into Joon in the hallway as he carried large boxes into his apartment.

His muscles ripped through his loose grey tank top and his arm flexed while he lugged the heavy load. He was tall, jacked, smart, kind and very dorky. You almost fell in love at first sight. Then there was his sun in human form roommate, Hoseok. Now, Hoseok may not have been as giant or as muscular as Namjoon, but his bright personality, social nature and lethal moves did not lose to anyone. Millions of women would become wet in a matter of seconds from the way he twisted his hips. Millions more at Namjoon’s deep honey voice.

You were blessed to have such hotties living next door.

Because of their approachable nature, they befriended you very quickly. It went from small talks in the hallway to long conversations as you rested on your couch. From shy glances here and there a few times a week to seeing one another daily. They had practically moved in. Their shoes were always in your house, you had bought them their own pair of toothbrushes for your bathroom and they even had a small section of their clothes in your closet. You all even started heading to classes together.

Of course, you had lusted for them in the beginning. Sometime their gazes were intense, and it seemed like they were eye-fucking you. Other times they seemed to get very jealous if you had anyone else in your apartment or if you went anywhere without telling them. But you knew it was all in your imagination. It’s not their fault if they just couldn’t help but ooze sex appeal which made you imagine the two hot guys next door – your best friends – being obsessed with you. As of now you were fine with the wonderful friendship you were able to build with them. Better off as friends as they say.

You had been quite lonely when you moved into the big city, away from your family who you were always close to. Your dad had warned you about the many dangers of the city so you made sure to stay safe and away from those who could wish you harm. Joon and Hoseok were the first people that made you open yourself up and for that you were grateful. It was very fun to spend your days being tutored by Namjoon or laughing at Hoseok. Though you still longed for your family when the holiday season arrived. Sadly, as you were making plans to visit home, someone had decided to push you down the University’s stairs which resulted in a horribly broken leg bone and a laggy wheelchair.

No one saw who did it.

Unable to fly, you were stuck in your small apartment for all of the festive season. The first night you had cried a lot on the phone with your mother, but your amazing best friends had barged in and promised to make this the best Christmas you’ve ever had right here in the apartment. They were so serious about it, they hadn’t let you leave the place even for a bit. Decorations, entertainment, food, they had it all planned out and thanks to them, you were able to have one of the merriest Christmas eve’s of your life.

🎶Christmas Eve will find me

Where the love light gleams🎶

The music from the record player wakes you from your daze, your eyes once again concentrating on the two bickering men in front of the dinner table.

With a smile, you turn back around to the pine tree, to see it filled with many kinds of decorations and ornaments. Yet it was still missing something. A small pout forms on your lips as you recall the weeping phone conversation you had with your mother. You had told her to send your favorite ornament – a small marbled turtle dove, over to your place so you had something from home you could cherish this year. It was a keepsake from your childhood and had many memories attached to it. Tomorrow was Christmas and you wondered why it hadn’t arrived already.

Maybe the front desk has it?

It wasn’t like you could call them, phone reception in your apartment had been getting worse and worse for some reason. With a sigh, you rotate back around to see Namjoon and Hoseok arguing about the dinner plates. If you use the elevator, you could rush downstairs, inquire about any packages and rush back upstairs without either of them noticing,

Nodding to yourself, you wheel your chair to the front door. You quietly pull open the door as Joon and Hobi’s voices and I’ll be home for Christmas continue to surround the background. With a few swift moves, you were in the hallway, heading for the elevator.

For some reason you felt uneasy. The same feeling you got before you were pushed down the stairs. You stopped in front of the lift, pressing the button and waiting anxiously for its arrival. The door of the elevator opened quickly to your relief and as soon as you were about to roll in-

-a deafening scream of your name pierces through the quiet hallway and startles you.

Immediately you were being pulled away from the elevator, pushed back into the hallway you came from and shoved inside your apartment as the door banged shut behind you. It was deathly lull, all you could hear was your heavy breathing even though you hadn’t moved an inch and the old Christmas song still repeating. Slowly you turn around to face the entrance and were met by the raging scowls of Namjoon and Hoseok.

A chill runs down your spine at the fury in their eyes.

“W-w-wha-”

“What the fuck were you thinking?” Hoseok growls, and you gasp at the venom in his tone. This was not the cheerful, loving Hoseok you knew.

“Seriously ___,” Namjoon groans, voice slightly tamer than Hoseok’s, “How could you leave the second we weren’t looking?”

“N-no I-”

“This is your fault.” Joon spits at Hoseok “I told you to break both of her legs so she couldn’t move at all.”

Your jaw hangs open.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I kill the old lady, I push ___ down the stairs, I set up that complicated ass box that blocks the cell signals and what do YOU do exactly?’

All the information was speeding around your brain and you could feel yourself choking up. Did he just say kill?

“You’re the one who wanted to do all that! Always fucking criticizing me for being clumsy and shit- fuck, I plan, YOU execute, remember?”

As they begin to argue once again, you start shaking in your seat. Murderers. Not only did you befriend the people who were responsible for your broken leg, but you had let actual murderers into your home. Suddenly everything started to make sense. Your neighbor lady suddenly disappearing. You always running into them whether in your complex, university or even the store. In fact, you always felt they were a bit too pushy with their help, but you didn’t want to be mean. The over-friendly skin ship and how they constantly made you feel guilty until you blocked all the other people from your life. How they pushed themselves and their belongings into your apartment.

How they made your home their home.

Holy shit…shitshitshit what were you going to do now? Who could you call? Where would you go with this broken leg? How would you escape? They could do whatever they want to you and they knew it.

“-__?...___!” The sound of your name jolts you. Hoseok sits on his knees, eye level with you as Joon sits beside him, equally concerned. “___, are you alright?”

This…this was the Hoseok and Namjoon you know. The ones who infiltrated your life with their handsome faces and kind personalities. When you don’t answer him, he cups your face causing you to stiffen.

“Hey don’t worry. I know we argued a lot, but it’s fine now. Since you’re here…since we have you…just don’t leave us again.” He states gently, tilting his head to the side like an insane person. “Instead, why don’t we go eat that pie, hmm?”

You could feel your pupils shaking as you look into his bottomless orbs. Though you were in your own home, you have never been more afraid.

“He’s right you know.”

You turn to Namjoon beside him who places his hand above your limp one. The very first tear drops out of your socket as you find him smiling. How you wish you could have found the sinister reality of his dimpled smile those thousand times he’s shown it to you before.

“We have you and you have us. So, if you leave us like that again, we’ll be very upset…we may lose our temper and who knows what we would do…just…You should stay home for Christmas, alright?”

And as soon as he says that the stupid never-ending song repeats its end once more.

🎶I'll be home for Christmas

If only in my dreams🎶

#bts #namjoon #jhope #hoseok #yandere bts #yandere namjoon #yandere jhope #yandere hoseok #rm #yandere rm #bts x reader #yandere x reader

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warmau · 5 years

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Love Struck!AU x Monsta X

me: im not love struck. hyungwon: _____ me: pause

Shownu

you walk by and shownu sees it in slow motion, rose colored background and angel hymns playing in his ears

the food on his chopsticks falls right down because he’s still staring at the spot you where just in and jooheon gives him a weird look

when confronted with the idea that he sees you as something more than just a friend he short-circuits

“uh....well....that....well it....that....well...”

minhyuk: it’s ok, take your time

you catch him off guard one afternoon, reading a book recommended by one of his friends

you slip in beside him, pointing at one of the lines

“isn’t this a little too poetic for your taste, hyunwoo?”

his lips part, glasses threatening to slide down his nose as he forgets how to string together a sentence

you smile and a warmth bursts through his huge body that he’s never experienced before

you don’t notice his neck go pink as you lean in even closer

he’s so scared you might hear the white noise blaring through his mind as your arm brushes his

“do you like romance novels?”

you question, curiously and shownu wants to say one thing but all he can do is give out a curt

“i like you.”

Wonho

doesn’t know where to look when you’re in a room

eyes go this way and that way and he starts bothering hyungwon for attention or picking at the lint on his sweater

when you address him, smiley and sweet, he knows his ears are on fire

and that if he makes a quick escape you might not notice

so he always has some outlandish excuse

“kihyun needs me to crack his back - he’s getting so old these days!” “i made plans to go to the market.........in busan” “ouch! i think im having a heart attack - talk to you later?”

closes his eyes and the first image in his mind is you - every time

shakes his head like a confused puppy like: stop thinking about them!

but he can’t,,,,,he’s stuck

“i don’t get it - why do i keep thinking about them?”

kihyun deadpan: “you’re in love”

changkyun: “oh i was just gonna say he’s sick, but i guess that’s the same thing.”

for some reason you’re at the gym before him and wonho debates just turning around and dipping

so he keeps going in and out of the changing room with his duffel bag and everyone is like ..........?

until you spot him and wave and boy damn near drops this heavy bag on his foot out of surprise

you show him that you’re getting stronger, flexing up your arm and wonho just can’t control himself

“you’re so cute”

“what?”

“I MEANT........the dumbbells are just getting cuter........huh............”

Kihyun

suaveness backfires on him very hard

“the weather is so hot today and so are,,,,,,,,,” “and so is?” “and ,,,,,,,,, so are ,,,,,,, these pants why’d i wear jeans in the heat hahaha i need to go”

pickup lines he can never finish and you just look at him quizzically as he tries to save face

will not admit it to anyone but practices greeting you in the mirror

gets caught by shownu who blankly watches kihyun posing in front of the mirror until it’s been fifteen minutes and shownu is like dude, get out - i need to shower

loud and confident usually, but somehow it becomes a little awkward when you’re around

voice cracks on two or three occasions

you get invited to the summer barbecue kihyun is throwing and of course he plans everything perfectly

except for the fact that this is a beach and so everyone is showing up in,,,,,,,beach attire

and when you come running down the beach toward him, kihyun drops the burger he was in the middle of flipping and nearly burns himself on the grill

and you’re like oh shit are you ok and he’s like what do you mean im dandy ,,,,, as he almost puts his hand down on the grill AGAIN

and you have to catch him and scold him for not paying attention

and he whines because “it’s hard to pay attention”

and you’re like why??? it’s easy - just don’t put your hand donw on the fire-

but he’s like no no it’s hard to pay attention because,,,,,,,because

you: because???

minhyuk strolling by munching on his watermelon: because you’re in a swimsuit and kihyun has the mind of a dog

you: wh-

OOP too late, kihyun is chasing minhyuk down the beach with his skewers

Minhyuk

won’t shut up about you

“anyway they were playing the piano with me and they were doing so well even though they said they hadn’t played in YEARS!” “i think they cut their hair a little shorter, it looks nice did you guys see it what did you think?” “oh look they have the game they were telling me about-”

it’s like he’s the daily news alert

but all the news is about you

and when he talks about you - his eyes gleam with sparkles, he almost goes into a day dreamy like trance

if hearts could start swirling around his head, they would

but when he is (rightfully so) accused of having feelings for you

he’s like

“WHAT? WHERE IS THE EVIDENCE?”

everyone: our ears hurt because you haven’t stopped talking about them once so ,,,,,, maybe ,,,,,,,, that’s the damn evidence

refuses it before jumping back into a long rant about how adorable and perfect you are

one afternoon, hyungwon decides he’s had enough, so he tells you that you should try beating minhyuk at talking

so you and minhyuk play the compliment game - spewing sweet and corny things about each other back and forth

until you inch close enough that your noses almost brush

and you go

“minhyuk, you’re so pretty far away but up close it’s even better!”

he’s so shocked, flattered, and over the moon that he stares at you speechless

and hyungwon is like “finally. silence”

you start to wrry when minhyuk is frozen for ten minutes straight and you’re like “how do i get him to function again”

hyungwon: idk. kiss him.

Jooheon

faints every time you lay a hand on him

both metaphorically and physically

like you were accidentally pushed against his chest during the bus ride home and next thing you knew he almost blacked out and hit his head on the hand pole

obliviously, you always assume it’s because he’s dehydrated or tired

minhyuk: looking into the camera like he’s on the office

gets all tingly and giggly when you touch his shoulder

makes squeaking sounds when your hand brushes against his

basically becomes a big mushy puddle of heart eyes

and mumbling incoherent sentences of affection

you: omg i think he might be having fever delusions or something

hyungwon: no,,,,,,,,,that’s definitely not it,,,,,,,,,

hates being told he should “just confess” like what the fuck do you mean “just confess” bold of you all to assume he can “JUST CONFESS”

everyone wonders what will happen when you two start dating and jooheon gets to kiss you

like will he just,,,,,,,,turn to dust? probably

you want to join the guys for lunch after their practice but the table is so cramped so you jokingly ask jooheon if “this seat is taken?” will pointing to his lap

never in your life have you seen someone flip their whole plate over to make room for yours and nod so hard you think it might snap their neck

you, embarrassed: o-oh i was just,,,,joking,,,,but,,,,um,,,if it’s ok,,,,,?

jooheon getting ready to just, turn to to jelly when you sit down:

changkyun: if he dies i get the rest of his rice

Hyungwon

hard to read expression when you’re around but sirens are going THE FUCK OFF in his head whenever you as much as smile

anything you ask him or any questions directed at him from anyone else is just answered with a “hehe,,,,yeah”

can’t formulate much of a thought outside of: holy shit they’re so cute holy shit what do i do holy shit just lean up against the wall it’s fine holy shi-

minhyuk: bro what do you wanna eat?”

hyungwon looking over his head at where you’re talking with shownu: hehe,,,,sure

minhyuk: cool hyungwon machine broken

his nervous habit is chewing on his bottom lip and you think he’s just concentrating on music or on something

but head empty. just you. that’s it.

you ask hyungwon to teach you a little about turntables and being a dj

and he’s like “oh sure” but then you stand directly in front of him, back almost against his chest as you play around with the different switches

and he like,,,,,,,seizes function

and you’re like “oo can i try these on?” pointing to the headphones around his neck

and when you reach out to take them off, he just takes a hold of your wrists and you’re like “oh? i shouldn’t touch them?”

and he’s just like hyungwon, c’mon say something cool. say something that won’t be embarrassing like hehe yeah. this is your moment!

“you can touch me anywhere”

“what?”

“............i mean hehe sure.......”

Changkyun

in capital L love with you but pretends he isn’t

crosses his arms and tries to keep a straight face when it’s obvious you’re doing something adorable and everyone else in the room is like ahhhh cute!!!

changkyun, scoffing: it isn’t even that cute...........

wonho: you shouldnt lie with the lord watching changkyun

changkyun: what

when you’re not looking, he steals glances and lowkey hates the fact that later he’ll be trying to work on something

and he’ll remember how you looked today and it’ll make him pause and just,,,,,,,kinda wish he could just walk over and talk to you

there’s really no reason he won’t just ask you out - he’s just being a big baby

you think he doesn’t really like you all that much so you get a bit anxious when asking him for a favor

but you really wanna throw a surprise party for another member so you end up asking changkyun for some help

but when you do, you accidentally hiccup in the same sentence

and you’re like oh no im a fool but

but changkyun just breaks

“how are even your hiccups cute????????”

“wh-what?”

changkyun, reaching his breaking point over a damn hiccup: “oh my god im in loooooove with you”

“wh-what??!?!?!?”

changkyun, laughing without stopping as he pulls you into his arms LOL

jooheon later on in the day: so you’re telling me you confessed to them because. they hiccuped?

changkyun: yeah. im also contacting the genius world record to ask them to put it in as the cutest hiccup to have ever been hiccuped

jooheon: ok. whipped much.

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