#q hates being late but also should be used to this by now
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Squaaaaaaaad!! My fave twins Lyric & Legend are preteens. Let the shenanigans (and random photoshoots because I'm already obsessed) begin. Happy Birthday!! 🎉
#i. love. them.#lyric is never giving up on her social media dreams#legend is smarter than we thought#q hates being late but also should be used to this by now#b is surprisingly the calm one re the kids growing up#rebi is here to baby slay. the end.#bklegacy#bklgen2#bailey kay#quinton#lyric#legend#rebi
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August Compliments ☀️🔍
[Compliments Masterlist]
Hello everyone! So this is the continuation of the first Compliments Post I made and a round up of the compliments from August 2023.
So let’s jump in shall we!
August 2023
Starting off the month we got a double dose 4 days into the month. And it actually comes from Ian!
What Would Our Warning Labels Say? | Let’s Get Talking
Ian, Shayne, Courtney, and Angela all played a Q&A style game where Ian gave some answers relating to and complimenting Anthony :-
I should also say the time stamp title for this question in the video is ‘Who Are Our Fave People’ 🥹
Q: “Who do you admire the most?”
Originally Ian agreed with Courtney’s answer of Amanda but never expanded on why and gave a very Ian answer of “things like that [what Courtney said]”, before changing his answer :-
Ian: “I have a different answer actually - Anthony.”
Courtney: “Awwww!”
Courtney being the resident Ianthony fangirl once again and representing us all 😌
Ian: “I think because he was always - until towards the end of his time at Defy he wasn’t a hundred percent in it, but before that with the sketches and now that he’s back, whenever he’s doing something, he’s a hundred percent into it. He’s fully committed. He’s willing to do whatever it takes to make sure it’s the best it can be.”
I know we don’t get it as often from Ian, but these little tidbits that we do show that the appreciation for Anthony is there just as much as Anthony’s is there for him. Ian just expresses himself in different ways. He actually mentions similar thing when it comes to himself and showing outward excitement even when he is excited and Courtney chimes in with how she has seen him showing his excitement outward and how she’s seen it “especially lately” 🥲 I made a post with the clip at the time which you can find here.
Another little moment from the video that is compliment-adjacent I’d say since I think it says a lot about who someone chooses as their answer to the question :-
Q: “If you had to be handcuffed to a person for a week, who would it be and why?”
Ian: “I guess I would say Anthony, because I feel a lot of the video ideas that we came up with back in the day was just out of boredom of being around each other a lot and we’d just come up with a video idea. So I feel like being handcuffed to him for a week would give us an opportunity to come up with a lot of ideas for sketches.”
Okay, so again in typical Ian fashion we gotta read between the lines a little on this one 😅 Ian doesn’t like to get mushy as we know so his reasoning being “coming up with video ideas” doesn’t surprise me lol. But I think the first part of his answer gives a lot away - having someone you can be bored with says a lot. That’s a very specific level of comfort with another person. Not to let my swiftie side show on this post lol but there’s a lyric Taylor has from her song Peace that perfectly sums up what I mean by this
“Give you the silence that only comes when two people understand each other.”
That’s what I mean. Someone you can be bored with and it’s still a good time, there’s no awkwardness, you can sit in silence because it’s enough to just be existing in the same space that they are.
Moving on from the Games video.
Variety Article (aka Blue Dot Gate)
On the same day, Variety dropped an article with Ian and Anthony, and for some reason Ian had blue dot on his face in the photo that was used for it 🤷♀️ Ian was just as confused and so took to his Instagram Story :-
And Twitter :-
But Anthony was quick to show his support 🫡 :-
SLEEPWALKING DISASTER! Watch Party
So during the livestream someone in the chat says that Ian should change his profile picture in the Smosh Royalty discord server to the one of him with all his cross-country medals from his high school senior portraits. He’s got a really terrible haircut in it 🙈 He does find it funny but I’m not going to share it because I know part of him hates it and I feel bad, but it is out there so you should be able to find it if you’re curious.
Anyways, they’re joking around about it and Anthony’s (affectionately) taking the piss out of him for it.
Ian: [explaining the photo] “So I was posing with all my cross-country medals; Cause your boy is a freakin’ champion. No, not really.”
Anthony: [in cutesy voice] “Yeah you arrree.”
Ian don’t you know by now that Anthony will not allow you to downplay your accomplishments! 😤
Anthony: [finds and shows the photo to the camera] “Why did you take a photo with all your medals?”
Ian: “Cause I didn’t accomplish much else [in high school]...”
Anthony: “Awwwww no, yeah you did!”
IAN STOP BEING MEAN TO YOURSELF THATS SO SAD 😩
Glad Bestie Anthony is on hand 🥺
Assassin’s Creed 3 Song - Flashback w/ Smosh Ep 1
First episode of their new podcast brought forth a few little complimentary moments :-
Ian: “I look so adorable here [the screencap above].”
Anthony: “Yeah, you look so cute.”
Anthony: “Awww, Ian being a soft boi”
Plus the little hint of a smile on Anthony’s face seeing baby-face Ian ☺️
That Smosh Guy - Ian Hecox Interview | How Famous Is Jirard?
Another little compliment from Ian sprinkled in the month. Nothing major, just wanted to include it. He went on this podcast and talked about Defy and how what Smosh became ultimately led to Anthony leaving.
Ian: “So after the years of doing all this extra stuff that Anthony felt like wasn’t really core, I think it just really wore him out, and the thing with Anthony is that - if he has a project, he’ll put his whole heart into it.”
Just thought this was nice little one to include since we’ve had a lot of Anthony recognising Ian’s work ethic, so why not the other way round for a change? I think it’s also another example of why their dynamic works well, especially since Ian goes on to say that he’s not like that, and that if he’s not feeling a project he won’t put all his efforts into it. I feel that must balance them out well - that if Ian isn’t really feeling something but Anthony is he can encourage Ian to see the potential in it, and same goes for if Anthony’s putting too much pressure on himself to create something perfect when he doesn’t necessarily need to, Ian is able to pull him back and recognise that he doesn’t need to burn himself out.
Roasting Each Other’s Cringey Tweets (You Posted That)
They brought up the ‘baby more like daddy’ tweet that I included in the first compliments post. And what did I say about how the period of time when Anthony kept complimenting Ian on social media before their reunion stood out to me. Now we have confirmation that, as Erin dubbed it in have video, they were “soft launching” the fact they were talking/friends again.
Ian: [tweet shows on screen] “So I said ‘Baby’s first chain’. Ha ha [fiddles with necklace] now I’m a chain boi.”
Anthony: “Awww.”
Not really a compliment, just thought it was cute lol.
Anthony: “I remember this was my first time ever publicly supporting you.”
Ian: [smiles] “Noooo, that’s not true.”
Oh 🥺 I don’t know what to call this moment exactly? Almost like the shoe is on the other foot? Ian not allowing Anthony to paint himself in a bad light by saying this was the first time he ever showed support to Ian publicly. I agree with Ian that it definitely isn’t the first time over the years but obviously the ‘between years’ caused a big gap and the years before I think it’s clear from what Anthony said in the journal video about not praising Ian enough in the past that he feels bad about that and it’s why he’s so vocal now in supporting him - to make up for that.
Anthony: “It’s [the tweet] something like ‘daddy likey the blingy’.”
Not Anthony lying to try and save face 🤭 he knows exactly what he said! That man remembers the most random, minuet details about things - especially when it comes to Ian. He just doesn’t want to admit he has a thing for calling Ian ‘daddy’ 😏 it’s okay Anthony, you can embrace it, we get it.
EVIL AI TRIED TO KILL ME! Watch Party
Someone in chat congratulations Anthony for being nominated for a Streamy and the boys talk about how they’ve got suits for it and then proceed to go back and forth saying how ‘good’ and ‘hot’ they’re going to look - Which indeed they did 😍
Someone in chat then asks if their suits are matching.
Anthony: “Matching suits? No they’re not matching. But they do look really good together though. They vibe well together.
I don’t think that’s the suits Anthony, I mean they help, but that’s all Ian and you. They look good and they vibe well together 😌
Anways, that was just a fun little one!
Moving on…
Ian ‘Cupid Shuffle’ Hecox
Ian blessed us with this Instagram post of him busting a move and looking 🔥 at Kimmy’s wedding :-
And of course Anthony couldn’t help himself :-
Streamys 2023
We didn’t really get much from the Streamys (not even Anthony winning 😤) but there was one little moment that happened early on in the show where they mentioned OG YouTubers and a clip of Ian from Food Battle 2012 where it looks like he’s doing ‘questionable things’ to a doughnut plays on screen.
Now obviously I don’t know how Ian felt in that moment having that play, but I think anyone would feel a little under the spotlight, especially given the context of the clip and how for people who’ve never seen FB or Smosh it must have been fairly confusing lol.
But no worry, because Ian’s no1 fan was sitting right there next to him. From the audience, over the people laughing and a few claps, you just hear Anthony’s voice yell “YEAH!” with his hand raised in the air :-
Always there to be Ian’s cheerleader 🥹
Anthony Plays Smosh Hide and Seek
So this was just a silly little moment, that again is more compliment-adjacent but still thought it deserved a little shoutout to close out the month.
In the hide and seek video Anthony and Ian are down to the last remaining few people to try and find - one of those being Chanse. Earlier in the video Anthony had checked the clothing racks and not found anyone - Ian wanted to allow him to seek his own as it was his game, but since they were having to re-check where they’d already been Ian decided to help him out, and low and behold, he found Chanse 😆
Anthony couldn’t believe he’d missed him!
Anthony: “That was such a good spot, holy shit! And your feet being in this bucket - holy shit! I would have never found you. Ian, damn, you found him!”
Literally just thought this was cute of Anthony giving Ian the recognition of finding him and that he wouldn’t have been able to without him. That’s all. Have no more thoughts on this one lol.
And so August slipped away into a moment in time…
Hope you enjoyed reading and I shall see you next time!
#smosh#ian hecox#anthony padilla#ianthony#☀️🔍#ian and anthony#smoshian#smoshanthony#ianthony compliments#my posts
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the magicians s2e4
i would apologize for being this late on this but one this is for funsies and two i was just in hell (two weeks of law school finals) so i'm catching up
close up on q's nasty fucking wound to start things is like... it's such a choice
i know we're being serious right now but that surgeon has the biggest dick.
ah it's so nice to see the start of responsible monarchs el and margo
ABIGAIL APPEARANCE !!!!!!
"blow all our cash on sappy nonsense" and "since when are you fillory quentin? SINCE I'M ME" are both really gonna get me. margo is so interesting AS ALWAYS but also you ever think about how we don't really delve into her backstory that much? she is pure characterization it's so fucking good. not that i don't want to know more about her backstory because dude i really fucking do but i find it impressive what they can do for her even without it.
aw "i don't belong here" el is so soon going to be "fillory is my home" el
the best bitches era begins
i love how much of this show, The Magicians, is about how hard it is for them to get and use magic
reallllllly good look on margo here in the classroom
i think it's interesting that they characterize niffining out as dying. this world would have a field day with vampires. wait are there vampires in this show? am i forgetting?
what the fuck is el wearing in bed
oh fen i'm sorry your husband is hung but also gay
YOU FREEZE-DRIED HER CORPSE?
i love q's wooden shoulder i wish we talked about it more
frankly i am extremely intrigued by the nurse who was so grateful for the centaurs' help that she swore fealty to them and their healing project. and kind of q should have done that. like immediately after waking up.
your benevolent overlord high king eliot
q is so defensive and territorial he's such a little terrier
sawbones ?????
"doing your clone is more like ap-level masturbation" fascinating take from eliot and that is exactly what i would have expected from him
BEST BITCHES !!!!!!! absolutely my favorite little piece of magic in this show for functionality and for darling sentimentality
party king todd it's what you deserve
your actual kingdom is actually at stake!
i guess idk how niffins work because why did they bury alice
i'm sorry... white lady?
not to be surprised every time this show is great with characterization but penny calling them bronies... yeah
who loves blood? woman standing emoji
q chopping penny's hands off is such a funny scene this show man
javier you little minx
god the el/javier el/fen scene is so good. also i want to know how el does his eye makeup because it's so sexy.
i have to say q and penny's relationship is one of the most intriguing in this show i wish they'd had more time
plover was constantly naming fillory things different things like a settler on native lands this dude SUX
q and penny going on a quest in their little footy pajamas
WHERE ARE MY STUFF TOUCHERS !!!!!!
just to circle back it's insane that julia is just hiding out in brakebills copying an entire fucking book
not enough said about the tragedy of el being tethered to fillory... having nothing left on earth but never getting the chance to resolve what hurt him there, a man whose greatest fear is that he's unapproachable and unlovable and he has to perform to get people to stay and now he has to pray that people come to him. you know. like. ahhhhhhhhh.
"they more, like, gave it to us" common colonizer sentiment sorry el i love you BUT
you have no one and you deserve no one is so raw. i love julia and i love margo and i hate when they fight because they should be kissing but frankly? margo is right on this. NOT on her having no one just on the julia why did you do all that.
god i love the fucking books.
ooh. it's a girl's.
you know this show is good because everybody wants everybody. or at least you can imagine they do. yes penny just told q he needs him.
margo leaving her conversation with julia to develop the position of "we owe it to her because we weren't her friends"
god this is so dumb but using the book as an ingredient in spellwork is so fun what a fun little thought
MARINA I'M SO SORRY WAAAHHHHHHH I'M SO SORRY MARINA
also really good piece of acting from kacey rohl talk about having a whole character inside you like whew
yeah calling it "rebuilding" q is a fascinating through-line that gets dropped
god these people and wanting to bring people back to life. the magicians never ever lets things go. it's soooooooo. there are walls that technology and talent and ability will always butt up against and they aren't surmountable and you just have to accept it. but you can't. because what's the point of those things if they can't do that.
i'd like to be happy can you do that :-(
jason ralph's read of "well that's comforting" is gonna get to me
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I saw that you posted that Yexi took part in the Puppy Interview video, will you ever post about it? Asking for a friend.
Buzzfeed Puppy Interview: Yexi Edition
M: Mingyu | D: Dino | DK: DK | T8: The8 | Y: Yexi
Q: MBTI is currently trending in Korea right now, but how much do you know about your astrology charts?
Y: I know I'm a Sagittarius but that's pretty much the extent of it, but my mom could probably write an entire book with cited sources (laughs)
Q: What is your love language?
Y: Acts of Service, maybe?
M: I would say all of them
Y: I mean...I do like gifts (shrugs and laughs)
Q: What's the funniest Seventeen meme you've seen posted by Carats on the internet?
T8: Yexi collects them and puts them in the group chat
D: No one is safe
Y: Anything DK or Seungkwan related I guess because I have more of those two than anyone else in the group
DK: She'll even send some of herself
Y: I'm all about self-deprecation
Q: What would you want people to think of when they hear "Seventeen" 100 years from now?
Y: Talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show-stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely never been done before.
Buzzfeed: was that the Lady Gaga meme?
Y: Yes, but it's still my answer
Q: What would you name these puppies?
Y: (Points to each one) Mine. Mine. Mine. annnnnd Mine
Q: If you could speak to your teenage self, what would you say?
Y: Eat the extra helping because it won't be there with 13 boys around. Also, don't believe all the Korean translations your members tell you.
All: (Laughs)
D: That was one time!
Y: Maybe with you, but there were others
T8: You did it to me!
Y: Shhhhh, next question!
Q: Every member seems to be working out quite often. What's a must-have song for the gym playlist?
Y: Anything Seventeen, but lately it's probably Cheers and Hype Boy by New Jeans. Listen to them if you haven't!
Q: What are some songs from your older discography that you think newer Carats should listen to?
Y: All of them, next question.
All: (laughs)
Q: If you could only do dark or cute concepts for the rest of your career, which would you choose?
Y: Dark. I mean I like our cute concepts but some of my favorite performances are for our darker concepts.
Q: What phone app do you use the most?
Y: Melon and Youtube, I listen to a lot of music but when I just wanna relax I'll usually watch Youtube
M: You also watch a lot of Netflix
T8: You binged an entire show on the flight here
Y: Okay, fine, (laughs) Netflix too.
Q: Out of the foods you've tried so far while on tour, which one would you choose as your favorite?
Y: We usually eat Korean food on tour whenever we can (laughs) but whenever we come to California the first stop is always In-n-Out.
Q: You have to form a new unit! Who would you choose and what would you call it?
Y: Everyone here, the puppy unit (laughs)
D: Mingyu is our leader
T8: (laughs)
Y: Our unit is doomed.
M: Hey!
Q: Do you have any personal goals unrelated to Seventeen?
Y: I just want me and my members to live happily and stay healthy.
All: (noises of agreement)
Q: Carats have been getting creative with their concert signs. Are there any signs that stood out that you still remember?
Y: Honestly there are so many. We have a section in our concert before the encore where they pan into the audience and show their signs and I always sit and watch it as soon as I'm done changing. It's one of my favorite parts because we, unfortunately, can't see all of them.
D: if you try to change before Yexi she'll throw a fit because she hates missing it.
Q: What was the most difficult situation you faced during your debut?
Y: Being the only girl in our lineup definitely put a lot of pressure on me, I felt like I had to prove that I belonged in our group. There was a lot of doubt with the public, but eventually, I think I won people over with my hard work and charming personality.
M: Yexi brings a lot to the group that she hadn't had the chance to show in the beginning but now she's been able to show that not only can she perform but she can produce for Seventeen and others and even works with one of our members and our choreographer to make choreography for all of us.
T8: She's always worked really hard and I think she felt like she had the most to prove during our debut. Seventeen wouldn't be Seventeen without Yexi.
DK: In the beginning, she would stay after our official practice was over and would continue to practice even though she was still in school at the time.
D: We've always been proud of her.
Y: Awww guys, you're gonna make me cry!
Q: Which k-pop group would you want to see do the puppy interview next?
Y: Our other members for sure, I'm hoping I can talk one of them into letting me have one.
All: (laughs)
DK: Wonwoo will shut you down.
Y: I will sway him.... someday.
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Omg, those physical intimacy prompts are all so so good!! How am I supposed to choose one for you to write *insert actual display pic*
So imma be greedy and ask for 1) nose bops and 2) hugs that last longer than they should xD
Thankies and Happy Fest :D
Hello!
Here's your prompt fill for 'hugs that last longer than they should.' I tried to fit nose boops in here, but it seemed Too Much, and I also have a different idea for it.
Posted under the cut and on AO3. You might prefer reading it there as it's quite long (1326 words - I couldn't help myself).
Anyway, here it is! Enjoy 💖
put your arms around me (i'm shitfaced).
“Oh, I’m absolutely trolleyed,” groans Q, holding his head as he approaches his front door. Maybe if he keeps it steady enough, his brain with all its stupid thoughts will stay in his head, and he won’t say anything embarrassing.
Why did Bond have to be the one to get him home? As if the ramifications of drinking tequila with Moneypenny weren’t going to be torturous enough. He’s over thirty. His hangovers last two days. In fact, realistically, this one’s likely to last three. Doesn’t that seem like enough punishment without throwing James bloody Bond into the mix?
“I’d noticed,” says Bond conspiratorially.
He’s got his arm around Q’s waist now. It’s the size of a fucking tree branch. Ridiculous. How did they even get like that? He’s never once seen Bond use the gym, and surely it takes, what? About six hours a day lifting weights and doing that thing where you make the ropes move until they’re all squiggly—
“Battle ropes,” answers Bond, moving Q through the door like he weighs nothing. “Would you believe me if I said the job is exercise enough?”
“Absolutely not, don’t bullshit — oh, shit. Oh, shit, shit, shit. Did I say all that out loud?”
“Some of it. Did you not mean to?” Bond asks, looking far too amused. Q would be annoyed at it, but he really has got a very nice smile. The smile gets wider as soon as Q thinks it, and, oh, he’s going to stop thinking now, lest he say anything else that’ll have him handing in his resignation on Monday.
“Christ,” Bond laughs, “that last mission would have gone a lot easier if the target was this much of a lightweight.”
“Oh, shut up.”
Bond snorts. He deposits Q on the couch and disappears to the kitchen. “Not so witty when you’re blasted, are you?”
“You try being witty after six tequila shots.”
“Three at the most, surely,” Bond teases, handing Q a glass of water. “Though, to be fair, you were probably seeing double by then.”
Q gulps half the water in one go.
“You got there late, too,” he says around a silent hiccup. “You didn’t see the amount of drink Eve foisted on me before the shots.”
“Poured it down your throat, did she? Gave you absolutely no chance to refuse them?”
Q flaps out an annoyed hand in Bond’s direction. God, he hates when people make sensible arguments when he’s drunk. He hates it even more when they’ve got a stupid little smirk and sparkly blue eyes and a very nice shirt that’s got not one but two top buttons undone—
“Where’s your bedroom?”
“Um, what?”
Bond rolls his eyes. “I want to make sure you don’t give yourself a concussion trying to get to bed.”
“Oh,” Q’s face is aflame. He hopes the alcohol making up half his bloodstream is a good enough excuse for it. “Upstairs.”
“All right. Finish your water, and I’ll help you up.”
“I don’t need help—” Q stumbles as he gets up from the couch. One of his traitorous little cats is right at his feet. "Oh, you twat!"
“Clearly. Come on.” Bond’s arm is back on Q’s waist as he guides him towards the staircase.
“I didn't mean that Marvin. You're not a twat, you're a darling.”
“Of course your cat’s named Marvin.”
“It’s ‘cause he’s paranoid,” mumbles Q, distracted by trying to make his feet work on the stairs.
Goodness, he really should give his cats more credit. They do this with four legs every day, bounding up and down like it’s nothing when it’s clearly extremely difficult. And toddlers! How on earth do they manage with their ungainly, chubby little legs? Oh, he really must call in and see the old 004 sometime. He can’t believe she’s got a baby now. Every agent should be able to retire and have babies. Or not, if that’s not what they want. Babies or fur babies, or furless babies. Whatever, they should all be able to retire and drink a million shots of tequila with Moneypenny and die because that’s what’s going to happen to Q if these stairs don’t ever come to a fucking end.
“God, you’re nothing but dead weight,” grunts Bond as they topple over the last. Q apologises, straightening up. The last of the journey to the bedroom is uneventful, and Bond looks around approvingly at Q’s decor before trying to manoeuvre him into his bed. They are right at the edge of it when Q feels an overwhelming urge to do something stupid.
“Wait, Bond.”
“What?” Bond’s still got his hand at Q’s waist.
Q shouldn’t, but Bond’s been so lovely and patient, and Q knows he won’t blab to anyone about this, except maybe Moneypenny, but he’ll likely be blabbing to her himself, so...
Q hugs him.
Bond’s arms settle around his back, warm and heavy. They squeeze with just the right amount of tightness to make Q sigh. Naturally, Bond is an excellent hugger. It’s unfair. People as good-looking and intelligent as him should at least have the decency to be bad at something. But no, he feels delightful pressed up against Q. And it's been a while since Q’s had a hug like this — a full-body affair that makes you want to weep with the comfort of it.
One of Bond’s hands plays with the curls at the nape of Q’s neck, and at some point, Q thinks — though he might already be dreaming — he feels Bond press a light kiss to the side of his neck.
He lost all sense of time about hours ago, so he can’t say how long they stay like that. All he knows is that he doesn’t want it to end, which is foolish. So foolish, because all things end, especially when James Bond is involved.
“Q,” Bond’s soft, deep voice in his ear brings him back to alertness.
“Hm? Sorry.”
“Don’t be. But I think you’re falling asleep.”
“Am I? Ah. That’s embarrassing.”
“More for me, I’d say.” He manhandles Q into bed with a soft smile. “I’ll do a better job of keeping you awake next time.”
“Presumptuous,” says Q. Or he thinks he says it. It’s probably little more than a useless set of consonants.
Bond laughs, pulling the blanket over him and patting Q’s hip like it’s all a job well done. “Goodnight, Q.”
“‘Night, James.”
In the morning, he wakes with more pressure in his head than the Marianas Trench. Of course, there’s also the embarrassment stinging at him like a physical thing. It’s too monumental to deal with, so he spends ten minutes cringing under his pillow before finally convincing himself to sit up. When he does, he finds a bottle of water on his bedside table, accompanied by a brand new packet of ibuprofen and a note with absolutely terrible handwriting. With his headache pounding at his brow, it takes Q whole, seemingly endless, minutes to decipher it.
Nipped out to get breakfast. Bringing back a full English, so I hope you’re not vegan. J.
Q laughs. It makes his whole brain hurt, but he doesn’t give a shit; he laughs until he snorts. Relieved beyond belief, he downs some ibuprofen and guzzles the entire bottle of water before he goes to have a shower. The water doesn’t even make a dent in his dehydration levels, which feels like the cruellest hit this morning has dealt him. Still, he feels he can deal better with it now that the crippling mortification has lessened a bit.
In truth, none of his usual hangover cures work quite so well as the knowledge that Bond is likely downstairs flipping bacon and sausages in Q’s tiny, cluttered kitchen. It’s an image Q can’t wait to see in reality, and he speeds through his shower to ensure he doesn’t miss it.
He wonders if he’ll get another hug. Maybe. Hopefully.
Last night’s didn’t feel long enough.
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A bit late, but in November 2023 I went to Dutch Comic Con's winter edition and holy shit what a trip.
I will just summarize the whole weekend... I fucking met Elijah Wood. Holy fucking shit. Just writing this already brings me to tears.
On the first day I was dressed with mostly hobbity vibes, no real cosplay... and then on the second day as Mimi from Digimon again.
I never actually got to properly talk to anyone about my Comic Con experience, because my computer broke a little while after and it destroyed me emotionally and financially. Does not take away how special this weekend was for me though.
All weekend the Starbucks wrote my name wrong, except for one time when I went to a different one. I've been Min, Milou, Niemke...
Day one.
CHAOS ENSUED. I left super early to make sure I was on-time. The schedule was clear: visit the Q&A, go straight to the hella expensive photobooth, and then finally go shopping.
And so I did! I could do a little bit of shipping in the artist alley in advance, his Q&A started at 11 am and I entered at 10 am (opening time). It was actually weird to be at opening time as I never am. The Q&A was very fun, but sadly I forgot a lot of details since my memory is awfully poor and I did not take notes, and on top of that I had to leave midway to go to the photo booth because Comic Con loves putting photo sessions right after Q&As.
Literally missed half of it to queue in advance. I did meet a very lovely lady in the queue though, dressed as Arwen, she was a teacher in science or something like that. We chatted a lot and we are mutuals on Instagram now. Absolutely adored her. The photo turned out HELLA awkward and I never have the courage to ask for a re-shot despite paying BIG money to get a photo taken, I really hate myself for this, but if I imagine my arm away it's okay.
I also hate how I insisted on wearing this flower crown when I should have known the background was going to be blue. Do I look nervous?I was!
After that I went on with my shopping. And look... THE RETURN OF THE ONIGIRI STAND! Fucking love these rice balls.
Glorious rice balls filled with tuna, with a small wrapping of dried seaweed... yum yum!
I also will showcase of course the merchandise I purchased.
A Digimon TCG gift box with a special Angewomon token, another bottle of mead like this time... again, they did not have cherry cinnamon, so this time my copium was pear cinnamon. A mini Kazuha bodypillow cuz I thought it was funny and they used his NORMAL art, not some weird spicy stuff... a bunch of buttons (the bottom left is a gift for a friend, the others are my new favourite Genshin Impact character, Lyney), a bag that has Lyney's constellation on it WHICH GLOWS IN THE DARK, two key chains also related to Lyney.
And because I still felt a little frustrated about my photo with Elijah, I could not resist buying a selfie with him as well. Also super expensive, and a bit awkward as he stayed on his side of the table, but... I love the photo so much.
I told him... gosh I am sOBBING. I told him I wanted to come as Wilfred (which btw, on day 2 I actually found a Wilfred cosplay, IT WAS SO COOL and he told me I was the ONLY one who recognized him).
So I told Elijah I wanted to go as Wilfred instead, but alas... and you know what he told me????
"Well, you look beautiful."
I'm..................... in tears. I can't believe how someone who is technically a stranger can impact me so much. I am actually proper crying just writing about this now. Elijah fucking Wood said I look beautiful. Let's... let's move to day two.
Day two.
So on this day I was again making my way to Elijah Wood's Q&A again at 11 am, and this time I took notes! Which is great as someone with potential aphantasia.
Some notes are...
We touched upon the subject of Daniel Radcliffe and him being a bit of a meme, so he told another story on it. He was in an elevator with someone and he could see this person was building up the courage to say something. He was thinking really hard, and when the elevator opened, he yelled "Harry Potter!" to which Elijah Wood REALLY comedically replied "NO!" and it was SO funny the way he landed his story.
He also mentioned that usually when he is misunderstood for another actor, he kinda lets it slip. He does not want to break their dream. He will only say it if they specifically ask him "are you [name]?" but otherwise he goes with the flow. This has also caused him trouble though, lol.
He ended up deep in conversation with an older woman, I think in a shop. She would be like "hey I saw you on a talk show yesterday" and Elijah was basically thinking: "I was not on one yesterday, but reruns happen all the time, it must've been that" so he went on with it. However, the more she continued, the more he realized it was not actually about him, as the woman went on about how she could relate about his feelings on thanksgiving as a vegan. That is when Elijah realized that it was not about him, it was about Tobey Maguire. He was already in so deep though, he just kind-of laughed it off and hoped the conversation would just end as soon as possible. He did not want to ruin this woman's day of course, but luckily she did end the conversation soon after that, he was so relieved. He just thought it was unique he was mistaken for Tobey Maguire in this instance.
Also very important, he said STROOPwafel correctly, he said the double o in the Dutch way instead of the butchered English way. Bless him.
He also talked so much about his experience with Jim Carrey, loved hearing him talk about him. Basically confirmed Jim is a cool and funny dude.
AND OF COURSE! A fan in the audience: "I have a question. It is very important and can be career changing. [pause]. Will you wear wigs?" - EVERYONE fucking died at the spot. The way it was landed. Fucking fantastic. Bless than fan for bringing it up. It led to Elijah telling about that his wife had not seen this "interview" until recently. He went like "...babe..." in such a tone, it was fantastic.
Brainpower was his Q&A interviewer, he is really talented, love that he also brings up less popular roles. He brought many GOOD questions and notes, a lot about his acting career, but I did not take many notes on it, but we did get a fun fact about what could have been in Dirk Gently season 3. There was going to be an invisible entity that would've basically been there the whole time and there would have been interesting quarrels between Todd and his sister. Man...
Overall... Elijah Wood was a very pleasant man to listen to. He is very calm, he has a sincere kindness to him that I cannot explain. You can tell he has been in the acting business for so long, been doing Comic Con gigs for so long, he was radiating. His eyes just expressed so much friendliness. Comfort. It is odd to describe, and actually kind-of funny considering how much of a horror fan he is, that he is suck a kind and comforting person.
[breathes]
Alright. That was the Q&A. What I noticed during the Q&A was that he had a different look about him though; he had shaved. This triggered my FOMO and purchased ANOTHER expensive photo with the man.
In this photo I am about to post... you may not see it... is a very happy woman. In the queue I was building up an incredible amount of courage; I would regret it if I did not try it... I... I went in to ask for a hug.
"Can I ask a question?" ("yeah") "You can say no, but can I have a hobbit hug?" (not exact quotes, a rough memory of how it went)
And... I actually got to hug Elijah Wood. ;_; I got to receive the realest of hobbit hugs. I was too nervous to properly live in the moment, but it was a blessing. I am proud that I asked, that I had the courage, I would have really regretted it if I did not, and I'm just - ;_;
The photo was after the hug though.
And gosh look at his face, he looks so precious and happy. I did take off my hat from the cosplay to take the photo as you can see. I'm so happy I took the opportunity and took another photo, that I dared ask him for that hug, and I am grateful for his kindness.
That is enough about him... I have more merch to show.
This is a BEAUTIFUL postcard I bought for my bestie Jamaine. It is an astral-looking cat, and I thought it was perfect for her.
I also took a photo of merch I really wanted, but could not afford anymore.
The image does not do it justice though, it was printed on metal and the shimmer made it GORGEOUS. There was also one with Mew and Mewtwo where it looked gorgeous because of the moon shimmering.
But lastly merch that I DID buy, including another gift for friends.
On the left a bath bomb shaped like a d20 with an actual dice set inside. Next to that three buttons, one of Lyney, two D&D buttons (bard/warlock) and a gift button in the glowing bag that made me laugh. The plush on the right was a gift for my bestie Jamaine because it reminded me of her cat, they both look like actual void. The nerds candy string was actually a gift from an old friend from college, she worked at an American & Japanese candy stand.
I also took a bath today with this bath bomb, so it was destiny I would make my Comic Con post today. These were the dice inside:
I love them! I was so excited when I saw them haha. These are now my cleanest dice ever, HAHA!
I also wanted to quickly post this last pic of me meeting my internet-friend June. We had never met IRL yet and I have no idea who she is cosplaying, but still!
I was not entirely prepared for the photo haha, I am still wearing my bag, holding my phone etc... but it is what it is hahaha.
I also had onigiri again, and they finally wrote my name right in the other Starbucks than the last three times I went (I spent a lot of money on these toffee nut lattes).
I went for Mimi because of my cosplay instead of Miri, and besides spelling it right, THEY EVEN ADDED A SMILEY. Bless 'em.
So yeah, that is a summary of possibly the best weekend of my life.
Elijah Wood... thank you SO much... for just being you. Being awesome. Reliving this by writing about it is bringing me so much joy.
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WDCC - 2023 - hobbit vibes / Mimi cosplay
DCC - 2023 - no real cosplay
WDCC - 2022 - scuffed Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)
DCC - 2022 - Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug) / scuffed Ellie (The Last of Us)
RCC 2020 - Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)
WDCC 2019 - Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug) / Mimi (Digimon)
ACC 2019 - no report, little happened
DCC 2019 - Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug) / Mimi (Digimon)
DCC 2018 - Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)
ACC 2018 - Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)
DCC 2018 - Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)
RCC 2018 - Mimi (Digimon)
WDCC 2017 - Mimi (Digimon)
ACC 2017 - Mimi (Digimon)
DCC 2017 - Mimi (Digimon)
RCC 2017 - Mimi (Digimon)
ACC 2016 - Hook (Once Upon A Time)
DCC 2016 - Ladybug (Miraculous Ladybug)
DCC 2015 - Sunday - Hobbit (Lord of the Rings)
DCC 2015 - Saturday - Ellie (The Last of Us)
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So I decided to make some angsty headcanons because it was originally for bit of revenge but then I had fun with them and now I want to show them to the world. Also I would like to thank @aganyan (who was the reason I made these) and @jespers-rambling for some of these headcanons. Now enjoy The Austins ( @artzychic27 ) angsty headcanons!
Austin Q:
The reason Q hates André and his ice cream is because he got his heart broken by the same person that Andre predicted through his ice cream. He started resisting Andre to the point where he hopes André’s Ice Cream Vendor shuts down forever.
Once in kindergarten, someone put a fake scorpion in his favorite lunch once and Austin has been afraid of scorpions ever since.
He used to have a necklace that his late grandpa gave to him before he died but lost it, thanks to some kid stealing it. He never saw that necklace again and felt like he made his grandpa disappoint and never let himself down because of it.
He felt like no matter what he does, he thinks his brother will always be better than him at it. So he does everything in his to one up his brother even if it means hurting himself, getting into trouble, or others to do it
Austin A:
He has tons of allergies including one with tomatoes. So he has to make sure he isn’t eating or near it so he won’t have a painful reaction to it.
The reason he hates being called ugly so much is because of his mom. One night, his mom comes home one night, a little drunk since she was out with some friends of hers. He was feeling a bit down since some of his classmates were picking on him because of his gap tooth . When he tried to seek some comfort from his mom but since she was a bit drunk, she called him ugly and said he should try to cover his gap tooth. From that moment on, he always worried about his looks and tried to look beautiful even if he didn't believe it.
So when he was little, he asked his mom if he could get his gap tooth closed. She wasn’t paying attention at the time, so she said yes and took him to get his gap tooth closed. A part of him regrets that his gap tooth closed but another part of him thinks it was worth it so he wouldn’t be ugly to himself and mom.
Austin was bullied for being “weaker” than most of his peers so to appear as stronger, he started bullying others to make him feel stronger and better about himself. A small (and like a really small part of him) regret doing it.
Austin B:
The reason he is afraid of thunderstorms is because one night when he was a kid, neither of his parents were home respectively (his mom having affairs and his dad doing some illegal shit). The thunderstorms made a loud bang that made lightning, which hit a tree and caught on fire it almost hit the window of his bedroom. He got scared and tried to find his mom. Calling out for her but couldn’t find her. So he was all alone and only Elizabeth, his cat, comforted him though the scary night.
Austin got a scar on the right side of his arm because he was playing in his dad’s office and broke something that his sister gave him. His dad was so mad that he got a glass shard and scratched him with it out of rage. Austin learned one time from that moment and it never made his dad mad.
He used to love clowns until he saw one kill someone for their money. He never told anyone because he was petrified with fear. It is the reason he is afraid of clowns, well other than their creepy makeup.
He sometimes wishes he had a different family because his family is fuck up in so many places. He always wondered what would be different if he had a different life with a good family.
Austin T:
Austin had a childhood crush on Austin Q since Q was his first friend and he was always protecting him from the bullies. But every time he thinks about it, he ends up hating it because well Q is an asshole nowadays. Even have some dreams about that memory.
One time during picture day, someone poured actual vomit on him which made him not only feel disgusted but almost made him throw up as well. He hated vomit ever since.
Even after breaking up his friendship with the other Austins, he still misses them. Sure they’re complete assholes not only to others but to him especially. But they’re friends for the longest time and he wishes that wasn’t the case and they were still friends. But he isn’t too sure about that happening anytime soon.
He is super envious of people sometimes. Like having good friendships and not picking on by them. He just sometimes wants to take it himself but realizes that isn't a healthy mindset to have.
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You asked me to remind you about this on friday- little late, but!
I would like to hear your thoughts n perspective as a black gay man on the 'conservative v liberal gays' vid by jubilee. or the 'why trans is a lie' vid by kai decadence
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I watched it! I liked it! I thought it would be bad, or have a conservative lean. But honestly, a lot of people had good points that you can take and discus.
-Gay community is oversexualized
I would have to agree, but like, more into, that there are a lot of places to express your sexuality. And there are places to express other parts of your sexuality that aren't related to sex, and those places aren't given enough shine or credence. And it's not the community's fault, its the fault of individuals. We have the power to choose what we advertise and big up.
-Pride is still necessary
Absolutely. Pride isn't just America. It's worldwide. The majority of lgbt people in the world are not living free or in countries with at least neutral laws. They need pride. Also in america, we are seeing an uptick of anti-lgbt laws, of hatecrimes, and children being bullied and commiting suicide. Pride is important more than ever. we cannot be complacent.
-LGB should be separated from TQIA
Absolutely not. If you wanted to separate the two, it should have been done long time ago in the 1970s. It's too late to do that now. We are a sociological group and a political group. Also it's just not useful to separate us. There are lots of trans people who are bisexual, gay, and lesbian. Too much overlap, you can't have an LGB space without including trans, intersex, asexual etc. Also Queer is ambiguous and LGB people identify as queer as well.
And I think that man made a good point that the Q is important to fit all those people who don't identify as LGB or don't want to identify as LGB. We can't just pretend they don't exist cause they don't fit nicely.
-Drag Shows are too sexual for minors
Most drag shows that are done, are done for adults and not appropriate for kids. However, the drag shows being done for kids, are age appropriates. Hateful people pick out extreme examples, or lie about examples, to try to attack the community. Drag Story hour is appropriate. Seeing a drag queen at pride is appropriate. And again, it's always parents choice! parents right! but not when Susan wants little Timmy to get his life at drag brunch
-I would date a transman
I would. I never have because I haven't met a trans man who've I've been intimate with but I am not against the idea. Trans people are people who are experiencing the world just like we are and they are not waiting with baited breath to see who whose gonna to love to them, because they are already being loved and cherished by the people they do. These debates are silly and dehumanizing.
I also think people need to get over the fact that some people's sexuality is based on sex, some are based on gender, some are based on both sex and gender. They're all valid. It's all about being respectful to people.
-LGBTQ topic should be taught in the school
Absolutely. It should be taught, celebrated. Not just during in sex ed. (We need comprehensive sex ed for all genders and sexuality). We should also mention the sexuality of prominent lgbtq historic figures.
And let's not remember the anti-gay propaganda laws are also attacking the personal rights of teachers and students. Teachers can't mention their queer families in passing, as well as students. It's stopping expression of the individual.
-Monogamous relationships are hard to find in the community
Not true. They're easy to find. Of course, if you're looking on grindr and sex clubs you're not going to find it. But you still can. There are other places.
The problem is that people such at relationships. They don't know how to set boundaries and rules and have conversations and cannot accept the fact that people change and what they want change. They don't want to be honest and vulnerable. This isn't a gay thing. This is a human thing.
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"what modern persona game should I play?"
Play both p3 and p5r eventually. P3 had better thematic execution and story, P5R is out right now, both are good games. I've been seeing P5R for half price over the last few months. I suppose it depends on how much you care about hype and trends, I don't and I've played P3 so I don't mind waiting a couple years until Reload is on sale. Between P3 FES and P5 Royal P3 is the better game, P5 has a bad habit of thematically shooting itself in the face constantly it doesn't know what it wants to say, P3 is much more coherent and has one of my favorite stories. Both have good casts, who you will like depends on you. P3 in tone is more somber and mature and that shows in the characters like even the jokey characters have something going on. P5 is more lively comparatively (though really I'd say P4 is the liveliest and youngest feeling). I like the character arcs of the P3 cast more as they are more integrated into the main plot. For p5 overall the writing quality is high and I found the story to be compelling so it has that going for it, but 3rd semester fleshes out Maruki, Akechi, and Yoshizawa so if you hate those 3 you might be annoyed at seeing them on screen.
On a note for P3, don't play Portable. If you are only going to play 1 version of P3, Portable is the worst one to choose. It has valuable content if you are already a p3 fan, but it cuts out the animated cutscenes which are the best directed cutscenes I have ever seen as well as removing the overworld which really takes away form the immersion and intractability of the world (it's replaced with a point and click image), it also makes some other changes that weaken the story and themes of p3. The animation direction of the og and FES cutscenes is a godly high tier art form and worth seeing. As of right now FES is the best version if you are only going to play P3 once. We will see about Reload but so far it looks to be promising for being the best version, for you I'd probably wait for Reload to play P3. (P3P makes sense for a switch port since it was designed for mobile platforms and the PSP but for a pc port i would have chosen FES. While i like the option for friendships on the female route, P3P also makes several changes that weaken the themes of P3.)
P4 is also a good game. I don't think Golden is that much better than vanilla since there's parts added I didn't like but it's not worse. P4 is my least favorite of the recent 3 main games. It hasn't aged well but if you look at it as a period piece for the culture of the mid-late 2000s it can be pretty interesting. P4 like P5 also has a habit of tripping over it's own themes and face planting into the ground.
The side games in general tend to be a step down from the main games (Arena, Strikers, Answer, Dancing etc. not sure about PQ just starting them). The Arena games and Persona Q both have spoilers for P3 so I'd advise playing P3 and P4 first. The stories to the Arena games were ok I guess but I didn't find them particularly compelling. The main concepts are fine but it takes a while to get to the juicy part. Arena is a split storyline visual novel sot hat's part of it. Really the draw to Arena is seeing the P3/4 characters which is a shame because they did some bizarre characterization choices, in general flattening/simplifying down their personalities, or like drastically changing characters personalities. Its enough that a good chunk of us ignore it as canon. The Arena games aren't that great storywise and some of the character writing is weirdly different than in the main games, like it is flat out bad. Strikers is good for a spinoff and is a good extension of p5 but it's not as good as and doesn't have nearly as much content as the main games.
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Recap of The Event for Europeans
I'm planning to unpin this on Monday btw.
This is the first time I've watched multiple streams btw. I did that for y'all. You all now owe me 1000 cookies (American version of the word not whatever cookie means in Europe)
Forever woke up!! He was wearing his president outfit lol. He had a weird dream before he woke up, though, of Richas waking him up and then it glitched to Ordo Theoritas. All the Brazillians were there with Richas in the center and then Forever woke up for real.
Cellbit was the first to see him and immediately caught him up on all the stuff concerning the maze.
So many people came to visit him. Foolish, Tubbo, Roier, Mouse, Pol, Niki, etc.
He had a private talk with Bad. (I missed the first part of their convo.) Forever said he didn't choose to be drugged. He called Bad his family and promised to bring his color back. Bad said the only way to do that was to bring the eggs back. Then he asked if the Feds told Forever anything and Forever said he didn't remember much but would tell Bad if anything came to him. Bad also gave him a bunch of stuff.
Pac and Forever had a heartfelt convo, too. I don't speak Portuguese (yet) and the subtitles wouldn't work but apparently they were talking to each other about how coming off the drugs felt. For Forever, it felt like being ripped in half.
Forever asked where Phil was, since he remembers him, Bad, and Cellbit being there before he got knocked out. Tubbo said he should be back by Monday.
They all got a message to pick up Bagi. Apparently she was requested by Forever according to The Duckling.
Bagi met Walter Bob, who working on some tasks. He asked Bagi to help him. So she started doing some tasks while everybody else failed to complete a puzzle while lava slowly rose
(Feel like it's worth noting the buildings they were in were white with black splotches. Another thing is they got the riddle, "What must be broken before it can be used?" "An egg")
(Fun facts about q!Bagi: She's vegetarian and she has an imaginary friend named Jorge(her chat) and she's an amnesiac)
Admins eventually teleported everyone into the building with Bagi (after Walter Bob left), which eventually started to get filled with lava. The admins eventually had to teleport everyone else out if I remember correctly.
Bagi also got a book that gave her access to The Main Channel.
She also hates Forever for bringing her to the island.
According to liveblogs, Forever tried getting some info from Quackity. Idk if he was successful. He eventually went back to the house with fake Richas and broke the pictures of flowers and the Rochas. That's where his stream ended.
Also according to liveblogs, Tubbo wrote a secret book to Fred asking for their side of the story about the maze. He also went looking for eggs again.
Bagi was given a tour of the island by Roier and Cellbit.
Bad was sadly singing happy birthday to Pomme and Dapper. Tina, Foolish, and Pac saw how sad he was and joined in. Then Bad apparently threatened Pac when he asked if he was crying.
And it's started to get late for me so I'm going to bed. I hope this was helpful and I hope future events are earlier for you guys.
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This is slightly off topic but not - so tennis are doing their own version of drive to survive and one of the tennis WAGs Morgan Riddle is so likeable. Really wish more of the f1 wags were like her, she actually posts interesting content of cities she travels with her bf, outfits, insights into behind the scenes of matches etc. I just think the f1 wags if they really want to be proper influencers should actually post engaging content, I’m not justifying hate but they wonder why they get backlash when their content is poor (or offensive like Kelly lol)
Now that we’re talking about wags, I want to talk about some of my favorite wags and give you a real insight on them, let me know if you’d like for me to make another of these 🥰
— Coral Simanovich - Married to Sergi Roberto from FC Barcelona
Coral and Sergi have always been a lovely couple. She is so sweet and I’ve never heard anything bad about her. I remember she received a lot of hate because she speaks in Hebrew most of the time and her voice was unusual which is really shitty, but she never, ever had any confrontation with haters. She ignored them and at some point they stopped.
She’s a model but has gone for the influencer stuff lately, and I think she’s doing a great job. She posts a bit of everything while maintaining the same vibe. Fashion, unboxing, outfits, traveling, everything. She’s also a mom, so she posts a lot of things about maternity and different products.
Fun fact, I once asked her something and she was so sweet, actually taking the time to give a proper answer 🥹
Her Instagram profile: https://instagram.com/coralsimanovich?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
— Dani Ter Stegen - Married to Marc Ter-Stegen from FC Barcelona (I love him so so much)
Same thing with Coral, never heard a bad thing about her besides that she’s really sweet, I love unproblematic women. Marc and her have been together for years and I just love them so much.
Dani posts a lot of lifestyle content but she’s also an architect. The house they are living in was actually designed by her and I remember she shared the whole journey with us. It was a really nice and realistic thing, I loved it.
She has an Instagram account with some of her designs in case you want to see it.
Her Instagram profile: https://instagram.com/daniterstegen?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
Her architecture account: https://instagram.com/jehle_studio?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
— Mikky Kiemeney - Engaged to Frenkie De Jong from FC Barcelona
Frenkie and her have been together for eight years and are now engaged.
I like her Instagram a lot, she posts a lot about her life and Frenkie without over sharing every single detail of it. She has a lovely relationship with his family and it’s lovely.
She has a clothing brand that has done very well, Frenkie has always supported her with this and it’s the sweetest thing ever. She’s also really nice from what I’ve heard and is always supporting Frenkie.
— Alice Campello - Married to Alvaro Morata from Atletico Madrid
This woman right here? An angel. There was a rumor about her being a fan of Alvaro before but actually she ignored him for a while. He slid into her dms and was asking his friends to introduce them because she wasn’t replying but they have no friends in common 😭 after a while they started dating and now they’re married. They have three boys together and another baby on the way.
She’s an Italian model, influencer, and a fashion designer. She’s the owner of Masqmai and Ākala Studio. I’ve never heard anything bad about her, in fact, she’s always known how to engage with her followers and fans. She’s really really sweet and funny. Her Q&A’s are always fun.
Her Instagram profile: https://instagram.com/alicecampello?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
Masqmai’s profile: https://instagram.com/masqmai?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
Ākala Studio’s profile https://instagram.com/akala__studio?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y=
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𝐌𝐔𝐍 𝐀𝐁𝐂𝐒 !
tagged by : 👁️👁️
tagging : 👁️👁️
a — age : 23
b — birthplace : California
c — current time : 9:30 PM
d — drink you had last : ...Water I’m boring
e — easiest person ( s ) to talk to : Is it a cop out to just say my friends generally. Especially a bunch of y’all
f — favourite song ( s ) : Oh gdi it’s so hard to pick especially in the wake of me discovering a bunch of new songs for muse playlists lately — uhhh I got rlly into Ranking of Kings so rn BOY is a bop, Teo - Omoi, also literally the whole Hadestown soundtrack
g — ghosts ; are they real ? : Yes imo! Not every floating speck of dust or creaky door is a ghost tho.
h — horror yes , or horror no ? : Psychological / existential horror ABSOLUTELY yes, I will watch analyses of whatever Local58 copycat is popular atm like nobody’s business. I fuckin hate being jumpscared though and intense gore makes me squeamish so y’know, fun! Literally the only reason I was able to get into ddlc enough to muse Sayori was by watching other people play it and laughing at their overdone reactions to jumpscares lmao
i — in love ? : Nope
j — jealous of people ? : Probably in passing but not actively jealous of any one specific person atm? If that even makes sense
k — killed someone ? : No?
l — love at first sight , or should i walk by again ? : In high school I used to have this rlly pretentious thing about how love at first sight is just infatuation and not actually love. I’m not that insufferable anymore but it’s still a no from me dawg
m — middle name ( s ) : JAYDE, yes my parents did the whole “put in a Y and it’s a unique new name now” thing
n — number of siblings : Two brothers, one older one younger
o — one wish : Anxiety begone please holy fuck
p — person you last called / texted : @fairymint hiiii
q — question you’re always asked : “how tall are you” :’)
r — reasons to smile : CUTE ANIMALS!!! And random acts of kindness!
s — song you listened to last : Looks at my spotify. Oh dear. Angel of Darkness. Really exposing myself and the dp playlist rn
t — top three to four fictional characters : Shinji Ikari, Lucas (Mother 3), and my two feathered scrimblos on here.
u — underwear colour : Black. Also, gross?
v — vacation : I guess my last vacation was for AX? Even though it was literally just me and my cousin crashed in my apartment since it was nearby. If that doesn’t count then I went to Chicago to visit her and work on cosplay stuff a few weeks prior
w — when’s your birthday ? : March 23rd
x — x - rays : I can’t even remember the last time I got an x-ray of like, a major body part, but I feel like I did at some point when I was really young. The last one I got was probably at the dentist but that’s not exciting info.
y — your favourite food : Salmon!
z — zodiac sign : Aries
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would you say it’s wrong of me to struggle to trust queer people to be fully inclusive when they say lgbtq+ instead of queer
like yeah i know its insensitive to people who have trauma w the word queer but lgbtq+ seems to have become a marker for people who 1) think queer is a slur and cannot be used as an umbrella term/community descriptor and 2) have some form of exclusionary ideas or at least are severely uneducated
you just seemed like a good person to ask idk. it might be the autism-trauma mix of where my brain goes “[x] = [y]” about things it Shouldnt but yeah
I think that makes sense! It doesn't bother us but like it's fine to be wary of people when they do/say things that you mainly attribute (fairly rightfully so in this case) with someone harmful/malicious. There's nothing wrong being on guard with that so long as you're not making a concrete assumption based on it.
Personally it's like. We do think it's a slur because growing up our cishet parents who used the f slur regularly still wouldn't use it cause "oh god that ones a REAL bad word" cause it was in their brain mainly associated with hate crimes and shit and we've heard a lot of older gays and lesbians say it makes them uncomfortable when used on them.
But I don't think "it's a slur" is at all indicative of "it shouldn't be reclaimed or shouldn't be used academically or to refer to the community" because like... the people saying that have no problem reclaiming other slurs like dyke does not even register to me as a slur because basically every lesbian I've ever met in my life identifies with it
And I used to be super uncomfortable with the f slur cause I heard that one used as an actual slur most of my life and I still think cishets who say it should be attacked on-site but lately cause of how lightheartedly it's been used on here it now has enough positive associations for me that it doesn't bother me.
So it's like queer is a slur is an objective fact and it's really weird and gaslighty to people who have trauma with it when instead of any sensible arguments people double down like "no it's not it's never been one that's ahistorical" instead of just pointing out there is unlikely to be a queer term that hasn't also been used as a slur at some point.
And the other thing that frustrates me is tagging discourse cause i get why a "q slur" tag makes people uncomfortable however "q word" "q power" etc are all right there (and if it's truly distressing it's fine to set the boundary that people with that trigger don't interact conflicting triggers are like super common and normal lol) but also because people are once again equivalating "trigger" with "something inherently bad" and that alienates all trauma survivors who have triggers that aren't bad things like regular words and names etc.
Like it was that casual ableism that kept me stuck in exclusie circles for a long time cause so many people were so focused on winning arguments with exclusies they lost sight of the original issue and its importance (making spaces as accessible and inclusive as possible, which isn't actually very difficult when people are willing to compromise but of course internet discourse participants are no longer exercising good faith) but eventually I was able to find a good niche of people but thinking about it I'm only really friends with people who have triggers that aren't bad things so maybe I'm still pretty alienated from the queer community but the ableism there is much bigger than just this issue.
But anyway point being theres some nuance here and it's not automatically bad if someone doesn't use the word queer for themselves but it IS a dogwhistle and you're completely valid to be wary of it for that reason
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Dirty Little Secret
a/n: This is heavily based on @loonyluvgoods post:
Thank you again @loonyluvgoods for letting me use your post as a writing prompt 😊
Word count: 4,027
Parings: Neville Longbottom x reader
Warnings: masturbation, scent kink, Neville being a little pervert, idk what else
The steam from the hot shower you were taking filled the prefect's bathroom. It was nice on your skin and the heat from the water helped your muscles relax. It had been a very long and stressful Friday for you as there were multiple homework assignments due that day along with your prefect duties and attending a DA meeting. You just wanted to be in the comfort of your own bed and sleep until noon the next day.
As tired as you were, the warm shower seemed to brighten your mood. However your mood was quickly crushed with the ringing of the school bell indicating that everyone should be back in their dorms if they didn't want to earn a detention.
"Shit!" You cursed under your breath.
You hated the new curfew enforced by Umbridge. You had completely forgotten about the new rule that was recently enacted. You quickly turned off the shower and dried off. You changed into your pajamas as fast as you could and grabbed your pile of dirty laundry and rushed out the bathroom wrapping your night robe around you as you did.
Making sure there was no sight of Filch or Mrs. Norris you stepped out into the corridor and made your way to your dorm room. You tried to hide in the shadows as much as possible but the bright moonlight made it almost impossible. If someone were walking behind you, you were sure to be caught. But so far you have made it halfway to your dorm room unnoticed.
Then just as you were turning a corner you bumped into someone. He startled you so much you almost dropped your clothes you were holding (or so you thought). The boy was also alarmed and dropped the book he was holding with a loud bang.
You both looked around for any signs of Filch or Mrs. Norris suddenly lurking around the corridor ready to catch whoever made that loud noise. Luckily the only people who heard the noise were you and…
"Neville, you startled me! What are you doing out so late anyway?" You scream-whispered.
"Oh Y/N it's you." He said in a relieved tone. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to. I fell asleep in the library and woke up when the tower bell rang. I ran out as fast as I could before I got into any trouble." He explained. "Wait… What are you doing out here?" He asked, noticing your damp hair.
"I was in the perfect's bathroom when the bell rang."
"Oh" He said quietly and only now noticed you were in your night robes. He was glad to be hidden in the shadows because his face was burning hot.
"Listen, we better get back to our dorms before we get caught. Just make sure not to drop your book again, ok." You said trying to hold back a laugh.
"Right." Neville said, a little embarrassed. "I'll see you at the next DA meeting."
"Goodnight Neville." And with that you quickly head towards your dorm.
He watched you leave until you turned a corner and were out of sight. He would have liked to stay and talk longer with you under different circumstances. He turned back around and leaned down to grab his book when something caught his eye. A handkerchief maybe but it was a little dark to see in the shadows. Then he reached out and grabbed whatever it was that was on the floor. As he stood up, he leaned more towards the moonlight to get a better look at what it was. It was a deep burgundy color and very soft. Now under the moonlight what he saw definitely surprised him.
Panties. His eyes widened and his heart raced at the sight. He could definitely see all the black lace trimming now.
Just then he remembered where he was and clutched your underwear to his chest and raced back to his dorm room.
Once inside the common room he checked to make sure no one was around. When there seemed to be no one in the common room Neville gently opened his hand to reveal your panties. He gulped at the sight. Under the firelight he could see the black lace trimming and a little bow at the top that tied the whole ensemble together. His face was burning even more and it wasn't from the heat of the fire.
You and Neville had always been good friends but around the end of his 3rd year he had developed feelings for you. During his 4th year those feelings had deepened. Now in his 5th year he can't seem to hold a proper conversation with you without becoming flustered or embarrassing himself. Lately he has hardly ever been able to talk to you alone during school or the DA meetings. He has been wanting to ask you out to go to Hogsmeade with him on the next trip but had always managed to chicken out at the last second. He doesn't want to ruin his friendship with you if you don't feel the same way. He wouldn't want to do anything to harm his friendship with you. But with your panties in his hand that rationalization has gone straight out the window.
All he could do was stare at the lace and rub the fabric between his fingers.
'I have Y/N's underwear.' He thought to himself. A smile curled on his lips as he thought about you wearing them and how beautiful you would look in them. Just the thought that he was holding your used underwear turned him on. The fabric that he held in his hands was just between your legs a few hours ago. He gulped audibly and his breath became more shaky. The urge to push the fabric against his nose and inhale your scent became too powerful to overcome. With quivering hands he brought your panties to his face, closed his eyes, and groaned with pleasure at your aroma. His senses became flooded with desire as he inhaled deeply. A familiar feeling brewed in his stomach and the stiffness between his legs became more noticeable. He half opened his eyelids and stared lazily at his surroundings. He broke out of his gaze when he returned to reality and remembered that he was in the Gryffindor common room and could be caught any second. A pang of guilt washed over Neville. He looked at your panties one more time before clutching them to his chest and scanned the room, scared that someone might see him with a pair of girls underwear.
'What am I doing!? This is so wrong.' He contemplated in his head. His breathing quickened as he panicked.
"I have to return these." He whispered to himself.
However, he didn't actually intend to give them back to you. He thought saying it out loud would force him to do the right thing but something in him was telling him that nothing bad would happen if you were suddenly missing a pair of underwear.
'Y/N wouldn't notice right?' He reasoned with himself. He asked himself if he would ever notice if one of his underwear were suddenly gone and figured he wouldn't ever notice. But then again all his underwear looked the same (boxer briefs of different shades of red, blue, and grey). He didn't know if your underwear all looked the same or not but hoped it did. He thought about it for a couple of minutes before deciding that he could maybe keep them for a little while. He would wait until the next time you sent your laundry to be cleaned by the house elves and slip them back with the rest of your clothes.
'Yeah that seems like a good plan.' He told himself. He would just have to wait until the next time your laundry was cleaned, which meant he would have to keep your underwear for a while.
That night Neville slept with your panties under his pillow for safe keeping.
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It had been a couple of days after Neville had stolen your underwear and things were getting difficult for him. He never got the chance to relieve himself the night he took your panties and didn't get much sleep either. He had hoped that maybe sometime the next day he would have the room to himself and get his business handled but his dormmates always seemed to be in the room at one time or another. He was used to Dean or Seamus hanging out in the dorms sometime but the one week that Harry and Ron ever seemed to be hanging out in the dorms had to be this week. It was a nightmare. Neville couldn't really focus on any of his studies that week. All he could think about was your underwear that he had hidden in his sock drawer.
Every night for the past three days he had been taking out your panties from his drawer and would cuddle with them to help him sleep. He mostly felt bad about having your panties and not telling you that he took them but the idea of you finding out terrified him. At this point he felt like it was almost impossible to return them. Would the house elves be suspicious if they found a pair of girls underwear in his laundry basket? Would one of his friends find out and interrogate him on who's panties he was hiding? Would they immediately tell you? Sure he was being careful and he thought he didn't look too suspicious opening his sock drawer every night but the stress was getting to him.
Neville honestly didn't know why he held on to your underwear for so long. He should have returned them to you the morning after he took them. You would have understood that you just dropped them when you two met in the corridor the previous night and he was returning them to you. Sure it would have been a painful awkward conversation but at least everything would go back to normal. But having kept your underwear for three days it would have seemed very inappropriate.
A part of him was saying he wasn't doing anything wrong by keeping your underwear but the other half definitely knew he was being a pervert.
'Why do I still have these?' He contemplated one night.
Then a voice in the back of his head spoke with a commanding tone. 'Use them!'
The thought startled him so much his heartbeat quickened and the blood in his body rushed to his nether regions.
He couldn't. Wouldn't. Shouldn't. It was a bad idea. A very bad idea. But then again it was a very arousing idea. A very erotic idea. He became tempted to use them that second, even while his dormmates slept soundly. But the fear of being caught stopped him. He quickly opened his sock drawer, stuffed your panties back into their hiding spot, and shut the drawer.
Neville couldn't believe what he was thinking. It was an invasion of personal belongings. He couldn't violate your panties like that. Could he?
He got up to use the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face to calm him down. He didn't get that much sleep that night either.
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By the end of the week Neville had managed to snag the dorm room all to himself. Well it was really luck that was on his side that day as everyone was either in the library or hanging out in the school's corridors. He was happy to be alone in his dorm after what had happened that day and pretty much all week.
There had been a DA meeting after classes that day and Neville was to say the least distracted. Every time you were near him he would have to hide his blush and pray that his mind wouldn't wander and think of other things. He would try to focus on what he was supposed to be doing but found it difficult when you would simply smile at him, wave, or even talk to him. This also happened during the classes he shared with you.
At the DA meeting you and Neville were partnered up and were practicing how to block jinxes. At one point he ended up getting hit by a knockback jinx you casted. You had obviously intended for him to block the spell but still felt bad when he flew a little over 3 feet from where he stood.
"Oh my god!" You shrieked. You ran to his side where he laid on the floor. "I'm so so sorry!"
Neville groaned and rubbed his elbow. He had landed pretty hard and knew there would be a bruise there by tomorrow. When you ran towards his side he was embarrassed to say the least and he was now pink in the face.
"It's fine." He piped up.
You helped him stand up as he held onto his elbow.
"I know we're practicing but I still feel bad" You admitted. "Are you sure you're ok? You look like you hurt your elbow pretty badly." You gently placed your hand on his elbow.
It was a very small and innocent touch but it was enough to make Neville weak in the knees. "I'm fine really. It wasn't your fault really. I just got… uh distracted."
"Got a lot on your mind?" Concern written all over your face.
At this point his ears were flushed and he wished his embarrassment wasn't so visible, but he gave you a small smile and awkward laugh. "Yeah…"
He noticed that you were going to ask him about what was bothering him but he spoke before you could ask. "Uh... we should probably get back to… uh… get back to practicing."
"Ok. But just so you know you can talk to me whenever it's ok. We're friends."
The two of you went back to practicing your blocking spells for the rest of the meeting. Now in his dorm room he was thinking back on your words. Saying that you were just friends to his face made him understand the reality of your relationship with him. It still stung to know that that was all you thought of him as (from what he knew of course). Just your friend.
He wanted to be so much more than that. He wanted to hold your hand and take you out on dates to Hogsmeade and watch romantic comedies with you. He wanted to buy you flowers, take you on picnics, and cuddle with you. He just wanted to be yours.
You really were a great friend towards him and he would never do anything to jeopardize your friendship but he always pondered on the possibility of being with you.
When you touched his elbow it sent sparks down his spin. He knew you were only being friendly and concerned about him but even the lightest touch from you turned him on. Maybe it was because he hadn't masturbated all week and the only thing he could think about was how he had a pair of your panties. Maybe it was because he was a horny teenager desperate for love. Whatever the case, all he knew was that he wanted you. But since he couldn't have you, your underwear would have to be the next best thing.
Neville grabbed your panties from under his sock drawer and gently held them as if they were the most delicate flower in the world.
His guilt about using them had seemed like a thing of the past as he held them up to his nose and sniffed them. They still smelled of your scent and he could feel his whole body relax. He casually slumped back onto his bed and his head hit the pillows. Rubbing the fabric against his check he imagined that you were sitting on his face. Wanting to feel some actual weight on his face he grabbed the pillow he was laying on, let your underwear rest over his eyes and nose, and placed the pillow on top of his face. A moan escaped his lips as he pushed the pillow onto his face. His legs squirmed against his bed sheets as he imagined what it would be like to be between your legs. He would kiss you until you called his name. He'd leave hickies all over your thighs. You would grind down on his face and pull his hair. His tongue would lick at your clit and explore your folds.
The thought of you cumming all over his face drove him crazy. His cock was now strained against his briefs and demanded to be free. He moved one hand from his pillow to pull his underwear down to his mid thigh. With shaking hands he pulled your panties from his face. Neville lifted the pillow from his face a little so he could wrap his dick with your underwear. The inside of your panties touched the length of his dick.
"Y/N…" Neville moaned your name and threw his head back making the pillow fall back on his face.
He started to stroke himself starting from the base all the way to the tip with your panties slowly, almost teasingly. He imagined it was you rubbing yourself on his dick.
"Y/N… please…" he whimpered into his pillow.
As precum began leaking out of the tip of his cock your panties became more wet. It felt as if it was your wetness being rubbed on him. Then a beautiful image of you rubbing your bare wet pussy against his cock appeared in his head. He began jerking off faster to the thought.
"Please…" he begged imaginary you.
You started to kiss his neck and left bite marks where they would be difficult to hide later. You scratched up and down his chest and whispered sweet nothings in his ear.
'You're mine,' you would say.
"I'm yours…" he whispered back.
'So sweet. My good boy. I love you.' You would say each sentence between kisses.
"I love…" he muffled his words with his pillow.
At this point his imagination had brought you bouncing on his beautiful cock faster and faster and faster. His cock was plump and hard wrapped around your underwear. It was glistening with a layer of precum covering it.
It was honestly a hot sight. His pillow muffled his sweet moans as the rest of his body was covered with a sheen of sweat and his balls were so swollen with cum ready to be shot out in hot white streams. Had you seen it you definitely would have help with his situation.
The slickness of your panties allowed him to stroke himself faster. He focused more on his tip and rubbed vigorously to the point of sensitivity. He started to buck up into his hand and imagined he was fucking up into you. Just as imaginary you slammed your pussy down on his cock he came all over your burgundy panties.
"Ooohhh…" he drowned his moans into his pillow.
Neville's chest heaved up and down as he caught his breath. He hadn't cum this hard in a very long time and was surprised at how much he had cum. He lifted the pillow from his face and looked down at his crotch only to see your panties covered in his white seamen.
"Yuck" he grimaced at the mess.
Some cum had somehow splattered on his stomach. His hand was also sticky from holding onto your panties.
"Aww man, this isn't good."
He sat up and cleaned himself as much as he could with the tissues on his nightstand. He quickly grabbed his shower robe and night robes and headed towards the showers. He felt dirty and needed to wash away his mess.
As the hot water poured down on his skin he felt his stomach turn. He scrubbed harshly at his skin as if he could wash away his guilt. He felt the sting of tears form in the corner of his eyes but didn't dare let them fall.
'Why am I like this? Y/N's never going to forgive me. I'm a terrible person.' His thoughts echoed in his head. He wanted to apologize to you for what he did. He'd never meant to cross the line with your friendship and wanted to make things right with you even though you had no idea what was going on or that you had even lost your underwear. He knew going through with his lustful instinct was a bad idea. He just didn't think the weight on his chest would be too much to carry afterwards.
Part of him wanted to cry. Mostly out of guilt but also because he desperately wanted his imagination to come true. He honestly thought you would never like him in that way. He found himself at a new low masturbating using your underwear that he stole.
He needed to apologize to you. But first he had to go and clean the mess he made on your panties. He quickly changed into his night robes and hurried back to his dorm but once he opened the door to his dorm room his bed was already made and the room seemed spotless.
His heart dropped to his stomach and all the color left his face. "No!"
There was only one reason why his dorm room looked this clean. The house elves had already been here.
"No! No! No! No! No!" He ran to his bed and searched under the covers and under his pillow for your underwear but found nothing. He searched his drawers too but couldn't find anything. The house elves had taken your underwear to clean them no doubt. Would they return them to you? Would they tell you that he had them? He had to find you and apologize quickly if so. He could never face you again if you found out he stole your underwear from a house elf. He changed out of his night robes and into his regular clothes then went out to find you.
Little did he know that a little elf was out looking for him as well. Neville was shaking with fear. He would have to confess everything to you. He wished he had more time to come up with an explanation but what kind of explanation could he give other than the truth. His breathing became shallow and his thoughts were running wild about what harm would come to him if he confessed. But time was running out and you would find out eventually. The walls felt too open and he felt exposed. He had to find a place to hide and calm himself first. Just then he remembered about the room of requirement and a door the size of a broom closet appeared. He quickly opened the door and walked in. But before he could close the door something small had bumped into his leg and entered the broom closet with him.
"Ahh!" Neville squeaked.
"Sorry to disturb you Mr. Longbottom but Dobby must apologize for not informing you earlier." Said the little elf.
"What?" Neville's tone was one of alarm and confusion.
"Earlier today Dobby was cleaning the boys' dormitories and found something in your bed, sir."
Neville's face was bright red in the dark closet.
"Dobby doesn't ask questions sir. But Dobby wants to tell Mr. Longbottom that his unmentionables are being washed and will return to his dorm and safely hidden."
A bit of sweat covered Neville's forehead. He had never felt more embarrassed in his life. "Uhh… thanks Dobby."
"Good day." The little elf waddled over to the broom closet door and was about to open it before Neville spoke.
"Uhh… Dobby, does this happen a lot?"
"More than you'd know sir. Dobby has been dealing with teenage children since he got to Hogwarts. But Dobby begs Mr. Longbottom to please be more careful next time." Dobby said before leaving.
As the dorm shut Neville let out a sigh of relief and leaned up against the cold stone wall. He couldn't believe how stupid he was for almost outing himself.
a/n: I know I've been gone for a long time but college really gmfu. 😕 I thought I was going to be able to write more during the summer but I ended up taking summer classes. 😒 Anyway I hope you liked it.
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I really love when people write about c!wilbur manipulating c!dream so I was wondering if you could write on about the smp realizing that c!wilbur manipulated c!dream into being a lap dog for him but a hell lot of trouble for then and if you could add c!wilbur taking advantage of the fact that dream is a god during a fight that would make my day. Hope you have a great day.thank you. Love your work.
ooh yeah - c!wilbur is back and GGG-ing as good as ever, , which Really makes you think abt what it’s gonna be like when he interacts with c!dream again. this ended up being a little more c!sapnap centric than i intended, hope that’s alright haha. (and thank you so much for the kind words!)
tw: implied abuse, torture, drowning, dismemberment, manipulation, unhealthy relationships, emotional distress, dark content, prison arc/pandora’s vault, c!sapnap critical? not really?, dark portrayal of c!wilbur (typical MAD duo shenanigans)
Sapnap isn’t expecting to find anyone when he storms out in the middle of the night - he’s tense, they all are after the fiasco at the prison, but really his thoughts are filled with Karl once again going inexplicably radio silent for days on end and Quackity ignoring all of his questions with a simple “i’m busy” that he’d failed to follow up even twelve hours later, so Dream and Wilbur and whatever the hell happened that left Pandora’s Vault - obsidian, indestructible, tall and dark and proud - half-crumbled and sunken into the sea are just about the last things on his mind.
Even so, he’s not an idiot, so he had enough foresight to pack a few potions and gather his armor and weapons before stepping into the summer night - it’s cool under the moonlight, a soft breeze cutting through the otherwise stifling weight of the humid air, and the comfortable night is enough to make his anger die down, just a little. Kinoko Kingdom glows soft and warm from the lanterns Foolish had scattered all over the place, thick with the earthy smell of fungus and flowers, and he takes a deep breath before walking to the city outskirts to hopefully clear his mind.
He’s no stranger to late-night walks; his temper had always been fiery, even as a child, and he’d figured out pretty early on that the easiest way to deal with it was to walk or run until his brain was too tired to think anymore. Walking at night also meant he could take out some of his frustration on mobs as well as the satisfaction of setting a random patch of forest on fire without worrying about burning down someone else’s property, and once he got good enough with a sword and shield to come and go relatively unscathed, Bad had stopped his worrying enough to let him do whatever as long as he came back in time in the morning. Sapnap frowns as he hacks at a random branch in his way with an axe, watching as it falls in a spray of leaves and crashes to the ground; he hasn’t seen Bad in a while, not since he became obsessed with the whole Egg thing. Quackity had mentioned some cryptic things, and Karl was adamant that they avoid the Egg as much as possible, but he probably should’ve at least visited, or something. Bad always knew what to say when it came to messy things like this.
Though - Sapnap laughs wryly - it’d never been this bad, before. Karl distant and absent, Q somehow even more so with a new glint to his gaze that sent a shiver down his spine. George, usually asleep, never around, expression perpetually foggy like he doesn’t know where he was. Dream- evil, insane, awful, somehow so familiar it hurt and too much of a stranger to recognize. He wonders when it all got this bad. He wonders what it says about himself, that he didn’t notice until it was far too late.
“Fancy seeing you out here.”
Sapnap whirls around, sword drawn; the figure staring back at him doesn’t even flinch. His eyes narrow at the sight, stance widening, shoulders tense.
“Wilbur?” He keeps his voice wary, guarded, trying his best to keep surprise from coloring his tone. Wilbur grins at him, tight-lipped, the planes of his face faintly lit by the moon shining over them, facial features only barely visible in the dim light. Without really meaning to, Sapnap cranes his head to look around at the surrounding forest, but nothing moves or makes itself known outside of the figure still staring at him, smirking. “What- what are you doing here?”
And where’s Dream?
Because Sapnap might not know much about what went down at the prison and what Dream’s plans are and the whole mess that he’d been so desperate to put behind him and utterly failed at doing so, but what he does know is that the two of them - Dream and Wilbur, Wilbur and Dream - had been all but inseparable, strangely attached to each other in a way that spelled out nothing but trouble for the rest of them. The rest of the server had been compiling sightings of the two in the hopes of being able to stop whatever it was that they had planned, but Sapnap knows his former friend, brother, and even if he doesn’t know Wilbur, his reputation more than precedes him: the two of them are smart, not to mention paranoid as fuck, and the rest of them have a better shot shooting targets in the dark than figuring out whatever the hell was going on in their heads with the two of them working together. Either way, he knows that they’d never been sighted apart - it was always Wilbur standing on a hill with Dream sitting next to him, or Dream hacking through mobs as Wilbur followed, or the two of them stepping into a fortress and leaving minutes after - until now.
“Could ask the same of you,” Wilbur laughs, just a shade to the left of friendly, and the moonlight scatters through the leaves and glints off his glasses. “Don’t be so tense, man! I’m just going on a walk, thought I’d enjoy the night. Didn’t see anything like this in Limbo, you know.”
Sapnap winces at the reminder, that Wilbur is here and alive in defiance of law and reason and the universe itself, but Wilbur barrels on, seeming unaware of his unease.
“Anyway - how are you doing, man? Haven’t seen you around in a while.” He leans back, hands shoved deep in his jacket pockets, stance loose, relaxed. “I’d ask Dream, but he’s been in prison for a bit, you know? Most of what he knows is pretty - ah, outdated, not that I tell him that.”
“What are you planning?” Sapnap snaps, grip tightening around the handle of his sword. “You and Dream. What do you want?”
“Who’s to say we want anything?” Wilbur seems to grin wider, and the expression on his face is unsettling, makes something cold slither up his spine. He shakes his head to rid himself of the feeling, half-wishing it was brighter so he could better see the other’s eyes.
“I mean-” he stutters. Because Dream always wants, he almost says, bitter and angry, that all-too-familar swell of betrayal rising in his chest at Dream, forever insatiated, forever wanting, forever looking for more more more. Because if he were to escape, and if he were to want nothing, then what did that mean for the rest of them? Because if he didn’t want, if he wasn’t left wanting, then did Sapnap ever mean anything at all? The thoughts stick to his skull like tar, words clinging to the roof of his mouth as it goes dry. Wilbur seems to stare at him, unimpressed, and he feels his face go hot.
“He’s not- he’s dangerous, you know,” Sapnap says instead of answering, because untangling the awful, knotted feelings that make up his remaining ties with Dream, half-frayed and neglected and forgotten, is more work than he can handle and more emotions than he has the energy to bear. It doesn’t matter, in the end, because Dream is still dangerous; he knows that, resolutely, and maybe it’s lucky, that he found Wilbur without Dream whispering plans and manipulations and meaningless words by his side. It’ll give him a chance to warn Wilbur, bring him back to their side instead of risking his life (again) in the company of his friend-turned-tyrant. Dream is dangerous, whether he wants or not, because Dream is Dream and he’s been in too many manhunts to face him with anything less than one hundred percent confidence. “You don’t want to be with him, Wilbur. He’s hurt- so many people.”
Wilbur’s expression doesn’t change, seeming as indifferent to the words as ever; if anything, he looks a little amused. “Really,” he hums, almost to himself. “Dangerous, you say?”
“He’s Dream,” Sapnap insists, because it’s the truth, and it’s the simplicity of it, really. It’s Dream, and Dream is dangerous whether he’s on your side or not, forever ruthless and unheeding as long as he gets what he wants. He’d been in Wilbur’s place, once, convinced that Dream’s strategies and planning and infallible logic had meant they had no way of losing. He knows better, now. “You’ve fought him before! He doesn’t care about you. He doesn’t care about anything.”
And if the words are a little more bitter than they should be when he says that, who but he is going to notice?
Wilbur’s eyes stay on his, completely silent, expression unreadable. The quiet gets awkward quickly, Wilbur’s expression seeming unchanging, nothing but the faint rustling of the leaves around them to break the stillness of the air, and Sapnap feels his gut roll uncomfortably as he looks off to the ground, waiting for Wilbur to react in some way, any way. It’s hard, he knows, to realize that someone you thought was on your side had been using you the entire time, he’s been there before and he gets it, but- it’s still strange, how still Wilbur has become. How he still hasn’t reacted - is his expression going to change?
And suddenly, starting quiet and then swelling in volume, Wilbur begins to laugh.
“Goodness,” Wilbur drawls through his chuckles, voice low and dark and sending chills down his back. “I thought he was exaggerating, man - you really do hate him, don’t you?”
“What- what’s so funny?”
Wilbur smiles, teeth flashing white as the faint light from the moon bounces off of them, “I have to give you my thanks, truly. I’d thought that Quackity did the most of it, or Sam, but you- I really couldn’t have guessed.”
Sapnap’s head is spinning. Wilbur’s expression is positively gleeful, eyes dancing, smile wide and brilliant, bouncing from one name to another with little explanation to how any of them tie together. Sam? Quackity? Nothing is making sense. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Oh Sapnap,” Wilbur croons. “You really don’t know, do you?”
He twists his hand in a flippant gesture, eyes directed into the forest surrounding them.
“Let’s just say that his, ah- stay, in Pandora, wasn’t exactly what I’d call a five-star experience. But you know that, don’t you?” Wilbur directs a flat smile his way, and Sapnap swallows, throat dry. Briefly, images flash behind his eyes - walls, dripping with crying obsidian, the lava’s heat hard to bear at his back, even for him, mining fatigue pulling at his limbs and making them heavy. How startlingly bare the cell had been, even through the haze of his anger, Dream, slumped in a corner of the cell, barely moving, barely even breathing as it seemed sometimes, sunken-in cheeks and sagging shoulders speaking of nothing but a bone-deep exhaustion. “Apparently, being psychologically and physically tortured for months on end has an interesting effect on the human psyche. Even more so when, say, your best friend comes once in the entire time to tell you that he’ll kill you if you ever try to escape.”
“How-” he trips on his own words, lungs seizing, “how do you know that?”
“He tells me things. A lot of things, really. Did you know it takes one and a half regen potions to reattach an arm after it’s been cut off? It takes three and a half for a leg, he thinks, but the blood loss made it rather hard to remember.” Wilbur steps forward. “Did you know that scars created by healing potions tend to be much thicker and more prominent than those made by regens? Or that he can hold his breath for a little more than two minutes before passing out?” Wilbur smirks, jagged, threatening. “Did you know that I can tell him just about everything, and he’ll believe me because there’s no one else to tell him otherwise?”
“Wh- what?”
“I’ll be sure to tell him what you said; I’m sure he’ll love to hear how his brother is doing.” Wilbur waves. “And when you see Quackity, be sure to give him my thanks, will you?”
“Wilbur, what- come back-”
And with a flash of purple particles, Wilbur disappears, leaving Sapnap alone in the middle of the forest. Stasis chamber. His heart pounds in his ears, breathing all-too-loud, and he stares desperately at the empty space where Wilbur had stood like it’ll bring him back again.
Fuck, he swipes his hand across his face, startled when it comes back wet. What does he do now?
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New Piercings: Pein X Reader
“Hey Konan, how does Pein feel about girls with piercings?” You bite your lip as you cover your ears with your hair, and hoist yourself up onto the counter next to your friend.
“That’s a question I don't know the answer to. Why do you ask?” She barely glanced at you as she stirred her pot on the stove.
“Oh! No particular reason! Just out of curiosity.”
“Is that so?” She questioned as she looked at the clock on the wall, a frown taking over her lips. “We are going to be late to the meeting…” She sighed, flicking the stove off. In one fluid motion she grabbed your arm dragging you out the door, down multiple hallways, and past several doors before reaching the Akatsuki meeting room. She then pulled you in and just like that all eyes were on the both of you. She bowed slightly towards Pein, “Sorry we’re late. The preparations for dinner took much longer than I had originally anticipated.”
“Take a seat.” He nodded curtly at the both of you, causing your heart to flutter. You both take your seats in a quick manner. “We call this meeting of the Akatsuki in order. We will start with the reading of the financial accords of the past month by Kakuzu.”
“Last month we did not obtain as much money as we normally do. This is due to us doing charity work over high ranking tasks and missions. Our current amount is…” Your eyes drifted away from the standing Kakuzu and they landed on Pein. You lightly blew air from your nose as you realize your hair has found its way back behind your ears. With a frustrated tug you force it back over them to hide the new throbbing piercings. A frustrated look crosses your face as you stare at the table with a sour look.
``What's the point in this if he doesn't notice??” Your finger slides under your hair to touch the new lobe piercing on your right ear (now leaving you at 3 per ear) and then up towards the single helix piercing loop. You sighed slightly. You loved that you did something most people don't, and you loved how beautiful the new piercings looked. You just hated that no matter how hard you tried, Pein’s attention was unobtainable for you.
“Uh-Hum.” Kisame elbowed you about knocking you out of your seat. You shot him an annoyed look only for him to motion his head towards Pein.
“What??”
Pein pinched his nose, “I told you to read the incident report.”
“Ohhhh… The number of incidents this month was at a high considering how many lower level missions and tasks we covered. I’ve counted at least 100 incidents in the last month. However, due to the massive amount of time it would take to explain all of them, I'll just briefly touch on what I refer to as the Akatsuki All Stars. First there was the small town North of the Land of Lightning that Deidara blew up. Then there was Hidan being beheaded 25 times in just 3 weeks. Oh, plus the group of travelers he decided to sacrifice leaving a ginormous bloody mess. There was the bath house incident when Kisame frightened a bunch of grown women…” You trail off trying to remember any other incidents that were rather important, then it hits you. “There was also that time I ‘accidentally’ (air quoted by your fingers) pushed our informant off a cliff.” Everyone looked at you with deadpanned looks. You supposed they were remembering the screaming match between you and Pein after that.
“Yes, there's also that. With that amount of incidents it should go without saying that we will now have to do multiple training, planning, and breaks from missions until we are able to cut down on them. However that will be for another time, until then you are all dismissed. Except you (name).” Your eyes widened slightly looking at him with a hopeful glaze. The rest of the Akatsuki left the room leaving only you, Pein, and Konan behind. “We need to discuss your level of carelessness when it comes to your work and to your missions.” Disappointment filled you knowing this was going to be a long discussion…
A few days later:
You stood in front of the mirror with tears starting to flow from your eyes, as you tried to remove your hair from your new piercings. The last week has been a nightmare. Not only had Pein not noticed your piercings, but after the meeting you were forced to spend the next couple of days studying how to correctly do your job. To make matters worse your piercings had become infected.
“Have you not been cleaning them with peroxide?” You jumped slightly at the deep voice since you hadn't even heard the bathroom door open. “I heard you sniffling and wanted to see what you were up to.” He walked over towards you as you turned to face him. In a swift motion he grasped you by the back of your thighs and hoisted you up onto the bathroom counter. He then grabbed your wrist sliding your hair bow from yours to his. He wedged himself between your knees to get a better look at your ears. “They’re infected.”
“No dip Sherlock.” He gave you a pointed look as he set to work to remove your hair from the piercings to pull it up. “I didn't even know you noticed them…”
“I noticed it the day you got them, but I couldn’t see a reason to point out the obvious.” You blew air out of your nose as he combed his fingers through her hair to get it pulled up. He then leaned down to get the Peroxide and Q-tips from under the cabinet you were now seated on. “It's gonna take several days of putting this on them multiple times a day, and possibly taking antibiotics to get this cleared up.” He looked at you with an annoyed look.
“I did clean them, but I don't think I was doing it right.”
“What was your first clue?” He breathed through his nose, the air hitting your neck causing you to giggle while he gave you another look. He continued to clean your piercings as your fingers found their way to grip at his oversized shirt. He sighed ever so slightly every time your fingers brushed his stomach. “There. Now we just got to do this twice a day for at least a week.” Before he could get away from you though, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed your face into his chest.
“Thank you so much Pein. This means a lot to me.” You whisper feeling his arms tentatively wrap around you in an awkward return of the hug. You knew he wasn't good at touchy-feely stuff, but just the fact he was trying meant a lot to you.
“You're welcome.” He whispered as you tighten your grip, relaxing into the embrace. In that moment you realized that you may not have a relationship with him, but you’d be fine with that as long as you could have these little moments with him.
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