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nerdyenby · 9 months

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Orange time :D I’m watching Jojo

TOASTER!!!!!! :DD

Jojo wanting to get Pearl her first win <33

Watching people study ace race is such an experience

Owen be well rested, well fed, and well moisturized and Jojo just being… fine… lol

Jojo’s comms are so iconic and for what

Wait I didn’t realize Owen was pg lmao

This team’s sot is going to be legendary

“I will do anything for everyone” my streamer’s a team player <33

Stupid bodies trying to keep us alive, smh

AIMSEY!!!!! :D

Nooooo Olliegamerz D:

This team top three EASILY come on guys

“Jojo, how would you describe me as a sandkeeper” best in the business baby!!!!

Pocket sand???? Omg genloss reference 👀 /hj

Nooooo purpled D:

It’s so fun seeing so many contestants just coincidentally fighting to the death in water fight

“Turns out all you had to do to make skybattle my favorite game is remove fall damage, remove armor, and remove swords” “-and give everyone guns” “and give everyone guns!!”

“Orange is my name, orange is my game. Get your daily dose of vitamin C”

WHERE ARE YOUR PRONOUNS AIMSEY /j /lh

“Say that I’m giving birth because I am pushing” AIMEEEEE 😭😭😭

“They ‘said what are you wearing’” “Do you want me to kill them?” Jojo that one meme fr

Jojo being ready and willing to kill transphobes is so ally of her

Did Jojo just get two aces back to back??????? And not even bat an eye???? Queen shit

Pearl accidental igl arc, everyone listening to everyone she says as gospel, as they should

This team is so <33333

Aimsey being so excited that they still have their crown is so <3

“I’ve just won, I’ve had one glass on wine, I’m with Pearl, I’m having a beautiful time today” Aimsey’s living xeir best life!!

It’s the smallest thing, but Owen using “they” for Aimsey when he’s not in the call can be something so personal

They’re so funny and for what

“MCC reminds me that time is always passing” SAME

Rocket Spleef

The vocal stimming is strong with this one

Freinds who lose together stay together ig 😂

Owen popping off!!!

False appreciation hour :))

Hole in the Wall

Their comms are so good!!!

These walls do feel trickier but it might just be the map, idk

Aimsey’s popping off!! 4th!!!!!!

This team is so well balanced, they’re wild

Skybattle

I love this team so much, they’re simultaneously chill and stressed but like in a fun way

That border is so fast what

JOJO OH MY GOSH!!!!! /pos

Aimsey is such a good hypeman :))

TWELVE KILLLLLLLSSSSSSS

Can’t believe she’s the only person ever <333

Jojo and Ran <333

Meltdown

Pearl taking charge my beloved :))

“Pearl, you’re my hero” so true Jojo!!!

Aimsey going absolutely wild!!!!

I figured it out!!!! This team is super good at listening to each other, they keep comms clear while having good banter. The respect they have for each other both as players and as people is so evident in how they talk to and treat each other and it’s just so <333

Omg that was so silly of them

“That was kinda funny” “It was kinda funny” so true!!!

Aimsey is so freaking funny and for what, their humor is so under appreciated

THATS MY TEAM!!!!! LOOK AT THEM GO!!!!!!!

“I feel very safe in Pearl’s guidance” Owen’s so real for that, honestly

Jojo’s screams when Aimsey fell were so /pos

Them shouting at Jojo to go in without them

“All my friends are dead 😢” lol

OWEN AND PEARL!!!!!!

Them hyping each other up and being so happy for each other up means everything

“I’m gonna go kiss my girlfriend, be right back” “okay, alright, go brag about it” they’re everything, actually

Jojo thanking Pearl for being igl and telling her how good a job she did <333

This team is just so soft and encouraging and trusting, I love them so much you guys

Aimsey truly is the swiftie of all time

Battle Box

Strategy time :))

Jojo getting hard targeted rip

Good round against purple there!!!

This map is very rough, even when watching teams that are doing well it still feels bad a lot of the time

Double trouble is over now, it can’t hurt you anymore

“I’m so close to writing a twitlonger about that map” Aimsey my beloved lmao

“If we skip sands of time I’m babyraging, I’m saying this now” “Babyraging? I’m full on raging, I don’t even care” my streamers are so based

Ace Race

I love Aimsey so much you guys

Jojo and Owen top 3 and 4?!?!!!!!

First and second?!!??!!! Orange 33 supremacy!!!!!!!

Pearl’s little giggle at Owen’s pun killed me actually /pos

Pete appreciation hour <333

“ASSHOL- I mean… butthole” nice save

That exact tie is wild tho

“Bottom ten” “or: top thirty” Owen my beloved

Aimsey popping off!!! Don’t be hard on yourself king, you’re killing it <33

“The M in MCC stands for misogynist” Aimsey is the funniest person on the planet actually

Grid Runners

Best game time :))

Owen being so excited to learn new minecraft mechanics is so /pos

They’re so smooth with it!!!!

This run is a piece of art holy crap

That redstone room kinda got them but they figured it out really well considering I don’t think any of them are super familiar with redstone

Oh my gosh their running commentary of the score breakdown was so freaking funny

Punctuation matters lmao

“Hold on, I’m just gonna- dear Taylor Swift, please may we play sands of time today, amen” AIMSEY

Sands of Time

Owen, hon, it’s eleven and it does not matter /lh

Aimsey is such a good sandkeeper you guys

Incredible comms, amazing vibes, I love them so much

“No worries… a little bit worried, but it’s ok” I love Owen

NOOOOOOOOO SO CLOSEEEEEE

They did so good tho ;-;

Pearl 21st individual!!! That’s my girl!!!!

Owen and Pearl synchronized reassurance <333

Dodgebolt

“All the glory, none of the pressure” so true Owen

“We consistently defied expectations” MCC Reddit is sexist as hell, I predicted y’all third because I’m always right and have never been wrong ever /hj

“I don’t know who I need to bribe to get Aimsey as a sandkeeper again but I would- I would sell my house” OWEN BASED

Aimsey getting the appreciation they deserve 💗💕💗💗💕💕💗💕💗💗💕💗💗

I entirely thought Aimsey said captain crunch lmao

Ok I don’t like Sapnap for several reasons (rancid vibes, toxic as hell, bffs with a racist and a groomer) and I’m not a fan of Punz either but Ponk being the first Black player to win MCC is huge and also disgusting that it’s taken 33 events, so happy for them and Gumi too <3

This team was amazing, I love them so much

Pearl I love you so much, please be kind to yourself, you’re incredible and don’t be hard on yourself <333

Oli and Jojo are everything, actually

“I want proof of one person who put you guys low” “Callum put us in 8th!!” “Callum is stupid, bro!!!!” Cpk slander is never not funny to me, I love that guy but he’s a fool /pos

#mc championship #mcc 33 #jojosolos #aimseytv #owengejuicetv #pearlescentmoon #nerdy’s mcc reactions #cw caps #cw swearing

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mestos · 8 months

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CoAi moments in DetCo games (part two)

cont from my last post

This time the game I'm going to be covering is The Great Deduction of Three People. In this game you can actually play as Ai! Conan takes a more supporting role while the main case is deducted by Haibara. Unfortunately she doesn't have a sprite in this one (takes a narrator vn approach) but like the other game, there is full voice acting, animated sprites provided by TMS.

worth noting that this game takes place before haibara's development with the detective boys. so she's still cold, standoffish a little and ayumi still refers to her as "haibara-san".

since this is basically Haibara Chapter i'll do extremely brief context summaries per moment since the japanese for the case itself is too complicated for me to understand lol

For Context, the detective boys + hakase go to a glass case model exhibit recreating what edo period architecture and life. theyre at edo town museum, where there is a robbery that had taken place.

the opening cutscene is a cute cutscene—the DB all ride conan's skateboard with him but crash except haibara who was just walking lol. she is the POV you play as. the banter between coai immediately starts with their iconic snark to snark behaviour.

as they go in and observe the exhibits, conan asks her for her opinion

after the case figures are introduced, the kids get to see a glimpse of a super secret exhibit briefly—a scroll. haibara feels strange about it.

conan's voice here is really soft (and concerned).

the burglary happens, and haibara is the only one to notice the changes. seemingly there is nothing wrong with the case, but she has a feeling the real and the fake have been swapped. she freaks out a little, thinking it's related to the b.o

the reason that haibara investigates on her own is because she thinks the B.O have a possibility of being involved (since the case involves some wine references LOL). she seperates from the group to ask the case figures a few questions.

she later notices conan is gone heh. but she decides to press forward, and overhears a conversation between two men. but stuff go south when she's noticed, and guess who saves the his wife?

he saves her from being shot and the criminals run away. they go after them, but a series of events happen and the lose the perp. the dude above gets run over and they have to send him to hospital, but in the event he drops the scroll that was stolen earlier. haibara deciphers the scroll, and it leads her to some place, but its just 1 lead. she wants to go investigate it on her own, but the gang find out and insist on tagging along.

conan and ai very sweetly have this exchange

despite his sprite, his voice is actually so sweet. slightly hushed, gentle and reassuring. it's enough to make haibara cave.

conan helps haibara decipher the map by attaching a modern day map, revealing some clues related to the four asian mythological creatures. genta makes a comparison to food and somehow that sticks because the gang literally just start going on a food tour (its because the locations on the map point to, literally, food stores). conan even lets haibara decide where they go.

"oi haibara, you decide where we go."

the player is actually who decides where they go.

they go to ningyo yaki (a type of wagashi, and it has sponge cake texture with red bean filling).

genta: "ooooo, delicious. i can eat so many bro"

monjayaki:

haibara: "so this is monjayaki... this is the first time i've ever had it"

doujo yaki

genta: "oooh, it's here! let's eat!"

ayumi gets nervous about being served live food, and u can choose to make haibara freak her out here or console her. the LP chose freak her out, and she insists conan eats her share LOL

after all 3 visits you have the option to go back to one of the places. in the background of the monjayaki stop, you can actually see shiratori and sato in the background, which the kids choose to talk to them on while they eat their fourth meal of the day LOL they absolutely get No information other than the fact that they disrupted their lunch but it advances the plot

they do some investigating for three more places. theres a festival, with some suspicious ass looking dudes, and you can choose to just run (and investigate elsewhere) or ignore them. ignoring them advances the plot

anyway a few more shenanigans happens until haibara figures out the map and what the symbols mean (GO QUEEN!!!!!). at some point she gets a gun to her head by the perp (AND IS CRAZY CHILL ABOUT IT) but then conan, genta and mitsuhiko save her lol

they do some more investigating which eventually leads them to a warehouse

"WHOA, IT REALLY WAS THERE!!!!"

after conan gives haibara some context (there has been some robberies in the area), a bunch of steel planks start falling

no one gets hurt, and this is actually the moment haibara says her theory.

if you get it wrong, the culprit gets away. haibara's voice is quiet, almost disappointed in herself, and conan gently says it seems like your deduction was wrong, in a very forgiving and sweet way as if to console her lol. and then you can try again

they use the crane to catch the perp. sato and shiratori and take him away, and alls well ends well. conan and ai have this exchange

despite his sprite, his voice is pretty serious here. worried. concerned <3

since i cant add anymore images, haibara responds with

"well, i can't tell you that if i dont have obvious concrete proof" "especially in front of mr-rushing-headfirst-into-danger...." "eh?"

conan tells haibara that he didn't find anything related to the B.O about the perp that just got arrested, and haibara says she expected that. to add, he sweetly says this

haibara: "wow, coming from mr great detective, that's high praise" haibara: "well, if you ever come across a case you can't solve, you can always consult me" conan: "heh, i wasn't complimenting you that far."

the closing cutscene is sato taking the kids out for dinner, and then calling takagi to help her pay for the amount of food these kids ordered LMFAO

but conan and ai have one final exchange during it

(while takagi is mourning his wallet)

haibara: "well, the cold reality of adult circumstances" conan: (chuckle) "as always, cool and collected. by the way, what was up with you today? you didn't seem yourself." haibara: "hmm? what do you mean, i was the same as usual." conan: "where? you were oddly overbearing and nosy today." haibara: "really? then i must have caught it from a certain someone." conan: "huh? and who is this certain someone?" haibara: "who knows? why don't you think about it and figure it out, mr great detective?" conan: "huh?"

ANYWAY FOR MY CLOSING THOUGHTS

seeing someone haibara solve the mystery and lead conan along is the roleswap au that i need. and this is, in its own way, canon!

#neesan texto #coai musings #this is again more of a self reference for myself lol #i want to redraw some scenes from this game tbh its SO cute #they were VERY precious

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imaginesandbandfiction · 2 years

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Harry Styles — Enchanted

In honor of Harry’s 28th birthday, here is a long oneshot based on the song Enchanted by Taylor Swift.

Masterlist

You had been invited to the 2019 Met Gala ahead of the release of your movie, Emma. After having some success in supporting roles, it was your first starring role, and it felt strange to be invited to an event by yourself, instead of as part of a larger cast. At least you knew Alessandro Michele from the perfume campaign you shot for Gucci earlier in the year, but since he was co-chair of the event he would probably be busy the whole night with people way more famous than you’d ever be. You were honestly kind of surprised that you were even invited.

In the back of the limo taking you to the event, you were frantically texting Joey King. The two of you had gotten close on the set of Summer ‘03, and had been nearly inseparable ever since.

u should be the one on the way to the met gala rn, not me!!!! You sent.

stop! u deserve this as much as anyone! She responded. Your phone then vibrated three times in rapid succession with new messages.

more than anyone, actually.

i’m just a teen rom-com nobody, but YOU were the face of gucci bloom!!!

also, no one under 21 is allowed :(

i’m literally about to throw up all over my dress

you’ll be fine, i promise. just be confident, and when in doubt, talk about the movie. and think about next year - we’ll be there together as an iconic bff duo. we can wear matching outfits!

if i get invited back, which i probably won’t if i show up with puke all over me

lol! just take deep breaths. and just think - maybe you’ll sit next to harry styles!

a girl can dream… that would definitely make me throw up, though.

gtg, we’re pulling up front ahhhhh!

i’ll try to steal you a souvenir

and this is why i love you! (laughing emoji) go kill it, bestie!

You smiled down at your phone, grateful for Joey’s ability to always cheer you up. Although you were still sick with nerves, you felt a little better knowing that at least you looked good. Smiling a little, you smoothed the skirt of your dress before grabbing the driver’s hand and letting him help you out of the car. You joined the line of people waiting for their turn on the pink carpet out front.

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After about ten minutes, it was your turn to step up. You were photographed alone, first, before being ushered next to Alessandro. His metallic pink look complimented your own nicely; he had styled you in a baby-pink empire-waist dress in homage to your upcoming movie, but with a full tulle skirt and giant, exaggerated puff sleeves. The dress was tea-length, showing off the delicate gold strappy stilettos on your feet, which matched the gold headpiece weaved into the intricate updo that you were sure you’d need help to take out.

“You look gorgeous, darling,” Alessandro whispered as you posed together, and your smile brightened. “I’ll find you when I’m inside, there’s someone I want you to meet!” You nodded, and he kissed your hands before you were whisked away by an assistant. She was explaining something to you about how the night would go, and you nodded along at all of the right moments. Once inside, you saw people talking over cocktails spread throughout the entryway.

“Once everyone’s here, you’ll head into the main room,” the assistant explained. You thanked her and headed straight for the bar for a glass of white wine. When the bartender handed it over not a minute later, you regretted not ordering something more complicated, but you thanked him and turned around to scan the room. Your heart sped up as you realized that most of the people here were either a lot older than you, or had been child stars, and just as you were about to go hide in the bathroom until dinner started, the woman standing next to you at the bar started up a conversation. You breathed a sigh of relief, and let her talk about all of her charity work. She was some New York socialite you’d never heard of until then. With a forced smile, you asked for more information about one of the organizations she supports, hoping to buy time until Alessandro was done outside.

Unfortunately, though, shortly after your question one of the woman’s friends swept her away to the other side of the room, and you were left trying to scan the room out of the corner of your eye. An older man with a pinched face walked up to the bar next to you. After he ordered his drink, he turned to face you.

“Hello, Y/N, right?” He asked with a wolfish grin on his face. You nodded. “I saw you in Summer ‘03, I thought you were great, but…” He trailed off into a tangent about plot holes and you tuned it out, nodding whenever he paused for a breath.

You were still discreetly scanning the room, looking for any way out of the conversation. Finally, you caught Elle Fanning looking over at you, and she waved you over to where she was chatting with her sister and Hailey Bieber. Relief flooded your body at the sight of a familiar face -- she and Joey had been friends for a while, so you had met her on a few occasions before and she had always been extremely nice.

“It was lovely to meet you, but I’m afraid I have to make my rounds,” you said, hoping your tone sounded more apologetic than you felt.

“Well, if you have some time later, I’d love to discuss this further with you!” The man, who hadn’t even told you his name, said with a little too much enthusiasm for your liking.

With a small, strained smile, you turned on your heel and made a beeline for Elle.

“Y/N!” She exclaimed as soon as you got close enough to hear. She introduced you to the other girls, and as you chatted with them about your outfits and upcoming projects, your nausea started to subside. Maybe the Met Gala wasn’t so scary, after all.

After just a few minutes, Alessandro swooped in, wrapping an arm around your shoulder.

“Ladies, you all look absolutely gorgeous,” he said, gesturing to the other three girls in your group. “Of course, I wish you were wearing me, but…” He trailed off with a sly smile, making the others giggle.

“Not all of us are as inspiring as Y/N?” Elle supplied.

“Precisely.” You felt your face flush slightly and were grateful for the thick foundation and ample blush your makeup artist had applied for the event. “And that’s why, even though it pains me, I must whisk her away.” He patted your cheek gently. “This beauty must be paraded around.” You met Elle’s gaze and rolled your eyes.

“Talk to you later,” you called over your shoulder as Alessandro led you over to another group of people. He introduced you to a few celebrities and industry bigwigs, and as you inched closer to Beyonce, your nerves returned. As much as you would have loved to meet her, you weren’t sure if you were ready for that quite yet.

While Alessandro talked about his plans for an upcoming campaign with a few models and an agent, you let your gaze wander, taking in everyone’s outfits. You spent more time than was appropriate staring at Lady Gaga’s gorgeous, hot pink gown before you felt a familiar tingle on the back of your neck. It felt like someone was looking at you. Shaking your head slightly, you pulled your gaze from Lady Gaga and turned your head just slightly so you could see over your shoulder a bit, and you caught Harry Styles staring right at you. He had a drink in one hand and was leaning back against the bar, somehow managing to look casual even in a sheer, ruffled blouse. Your breath caught in the back of your throat as you realized you could see his tattoos through the fabric of his shirt. One side of his mouth quirked up when you trailed your gaze up to meet his green eyes. A familiar fluttering exploded in your stomach, and once again you were grateful to your makeup artist as you were sure underneath it all you were bright red. You dropped your gaze to the floor, smiling to yourself, and turned back to the conversation.

After a few more minutes, Alessandro swept you away again, and you felt like his doll, dressed up and being dragged around. It was nice to have someone you were comfortable with, but it was a bit overwhelming, meeting so many people in such a short amount of time. You had barely registered what direction he was leading you before you came to a halt, directly in front of Harry.

Alessandro pulled the other man in for a hug, kissing both of his cheeks affectionately.

“Harry!” He exclaimed as he pulled away, returning to your side.

“Alessandro!” Harry mimicked him, face lighting up in excitement. You bit your lip to keep from giggling; his enthusiasm was adorable.

“Finally, my two muses get to meet.” Alessandro turned to you. “Y/N, this is Harry. Harry, this is Y/N.” You froze, unsure of what to do, but Harry reached a hand out to you, palm open. After a moment’s hesitation, you placed your hand in his palm, just barely grazing his skin. But that was all it took. Fireworks, butterflies, electricity, your body cycled through every cliche in a matter of milliseconds. He squeezed your hand and brought it up to his lips, brushing them against the delicate skin on the back and causing goosebumps to erupt on the spot. His lips lingered for a moment.

“Enchante,” he whispered, and you could feel the movement of his lips on your skin. Finally, he lowered your hand back down, giving it a gentle squeeze before letting go. You felt lightheaded and sick in the best way possible, and you were sure he could see your heart beating through your skin.

“Hi,” you breathed, once you had caught your breath.

“Pleasure to finally meet you. I’m afraid we’ve been missing each other, like ships passing in the night.” His voice was warm and comforting

“Yeah.” You giggled slightly, trying to release some of the pressure in your chest. “Though I have spent a fair amount of time staring at the giant poster of your face.” You hoped he would understand the reference to the campaign artwork that Ale had put up in the back of the store where you had spent much of the last two weeks in dress fittings.

“Has he told you we’ll be working together in the next campaign?”

“I think he just did, but I was too distracted by Lady Gaga so I wasn’t paying much attention.” The corners of his eyes crinkled up when he laughed, and you decided your only goal in life is to hear that laugh as much as possible.

“She is stunning,” Harry agrees. “But you look positively ethereal.”

“Says you. I’m surprised you were standing here alone; I’m sure every woman in this room is dying to get a closer look at your tattoos.”

“I think they’re afraid to approach me if I’m honest. They make you the co-chair and suddenly you’re untouchable.”

“I completely forgot about that. Should I get down and kiss your shoes, your majesty?”

“Don’t be silly, a curtsy is perfectly acceptable.” Your eyes widened and panic flickered in your chest, but his laughter put your fears at ease.

“‘M only joking. ‘S not a big deal, really, I’m mostly just arm candy for Ale.” For the first time since you laid eyes on Harry, you turned your attention back to the room around you and noticed that Alessandro had disappeared.

“That makes two of us.” When you turned your attention back to Harry, he was grinning. A huge, goofy grin lit up his entire face, like the light inside him was bursting at the seams so much it was impossible to keep inside. The selfish part of you hoped it was all for you, but you tried not to get your hopes up. Before he could say anything else, one of the assistants walked up and tapped him on the shoulder.

“Harry? It’s time for the receiving line,” she whispered to him.

“Thanks, I’ll be there in just a moment,” he replied, his voice taking on a more formal, distant tone than it had just minutes before. The assistant nods and scurries off, leaving the two of you alone again.

“Guess I gotta go serve my arm candy duty,” Harry said, lower lip stuck out in a slight pout. You had to fight the urge of your inner One Direction stan self to lean in and suck it in between yours.

“Should we take it in shifts tonight, then?” You said with a laugh, trying to give him an out but secretly hoping he wouldn’t take it.

“As tempting as that is, it’d be more fun to do it together, d’you think?” You were so shocked by his reply all you could do was nod. His lips quirked up into a smirk and he finished the last dregs of his drink before pushing himself away from the bar, closer to you. “Then it’s settled. See you in there?” He jerked his head in the general direction of where you assumed dinner was since no one had actually told you.

“I’ll be the one in pink,” you said, finally regaining your ability to form sentences. It was surprisingly easy; even though being near Harry-fucking-Styles made you feel like you were melting into a pile of goo, the conversation was effortless, ebbing and flowing like waves gently crashing on the shore.

“Don’t forget to curtsy!” He called over his shoulder with a wink. Smiling, you shook your head to focus back on your surroundings. Met Gala, right, I’m at the fucking Met Gala, you thought to yourself, still in disbelief. As you scanned the room, you saw it had emptied slightly, and most people were filling out through a set of french doors to the right of the room. You ordered another glass of wine and hung back, letting the more important people go first. Plus, you didn’t want to get to your table earlier than you had to, because Ale, and now Harry, were the only people you knew and they would be the last ones seated.

Once the room was almost empty, you swallowed the last sip of wine in your glass and made your way out, too.

The receiving line was a really strange experience. There were more people than you were expecting. The line stretched down a wide, dark corridor, lit only by a few sconces. What seemed like a million museum-related people kissed your cheeks and told you that you looked beautiful, and you were passed from one to the next in a whirlwind of expensive perfume.

Ale and Harry were at the end of the line, followed by Anna Wintour herself at the very end. When you finally made it to him, Ale pulled you into a hug, squeezing you to him tightly.

“Ma petite beauté!” He exclaimed, holding you at arm's length. “Good to see you haven’t spilled on your dress.” He was referencing the time you showed up to a fitting in a coffee-stained shirt after someone bumped into you on the subway.

“It was one time,” you said, rolling your eyes. “And I’ve been sticking with white wine, just in case.”

“Good girl.” He patted your cheek, then ushered you along to Harry.

“Hello again,” Harry said, and the way his accent drew out the vowels in each word made your knees weak.

“Your majesty,” you greeted, bending into the slightest curtsy with a smirk. The laugh that your actions drew from Harry’s lips was like honey, deep and rich.

“Finally, someone who actually respects my title!”

“I think if you had a crown people would realize how important you are.”

“That’s a great idea!” He turned to Ale, who was in the middle of talking to someone else. “Ale! Why didn’t you give me a crown?”

“Please,” Alessandro scoffed, “If anyone here deserves a crown, it’s Y/N.” You cover your mouth to try and hide the giggles that are bubbling out of you at the sight of Harry’s frown.

“I mean, he’s not wrong, but he didn’t have to say it like that,” Harry grumbled with a hint of faux-hurt in his voice.

From Harry’s other side, Anna cleared her throat.

“One second, one second,” Harry said, putting a hand up to tell her to chill. He reached for your hand again and you met him halfway, sliding yours into the warmth of his. His other hand clasped around it, and he bent down slightly, staring into your eyes with his own, deep green and sparkling. You let one corner of your lip twitch up into a small smile when he squeezed your hand.

“Save a dance for me?” He asked, voice barely more than a whisper.

“I think I can pencil you in,” you answered, winking. Satisfied with that answer, he let go of your hand and made a big show of ushering you over to Anna. She shook her head, laughing at him, and pulled you in for a hug, pressing a kiss to both of your cheeks.

“Welcome Y/N, thank you for coming,” she said as she reached for you.

“Thank you for having me,” you replied, wrapping your arms around her lightly.

“You two look great together,” she whispered into your ear with a pointed look over at Harry. You were pretty sure that the blush on your face was becoming permanent and that it would still be there when you took your makeup off later that night.

“We just met,” you whispered back, sparing a quick glance over at Harry who was chatting politely with the person behind you in line.

“I expect to see the two of you back here next year, together,” Anna said with a wink. “Now go on, grab a drink, mingle, it’s the Met Gala!” You fought the urge to roll your eyes at her dramatics and thanked her one more time before moving into the room. It was a large space full of tables, each with a centerpiece themed around the brand that purchased them. You found the Gucci table easily and looked for your name on the place cards. Your spot was across from Ale, next to Dakota Johnson and Florence Welch. Nobody else was seated yet, instead, they were spread out around the room enjoying drinks and chatting, so you decided to grab another glass of wine from the bar and wander around to look at some of the exhibits.

When you returned to your table, about half of the people had taken their seats, and your place card had been moved. In its place at your seat was Jared Leto’s. You glanced around the table, confused, but no one seemed to notice that anything was wrong. With a shrug, you made a lap around the table and found your card between Harry and Saorise Ronan. Ale’s spot was on Harry’s other side, and you wondered if he had moved you, trying to play matchmaker.

The two co-hosts did not come over to the table after the receiving line disbanded. They followed Anna up onto the stage at the front of the room, and you listened to them introduce her, laughing at their easy banter.

Ale and Harry took their seats while Anna talked, and Ale’s brows furrowed at you as he slid into his spot. You widened your eyes at him, pushing up your shoulders in the smallest hint of a shrug. As you turned your attention back towards Anna, you caught Harry’s eye and he winked at you with a small smirk on his lips.

Once Anna had finished her speech, a group of waiters descended on the table with the first course of the meal. At regular intervals throughout the night, they returned with more food, each dish more bizarre than the one before. The food tasted incredible, but the portions were tiny and the presentation made some things hard to eat.

Throughout the meal, you followed along with the conversations around you, only chiming in when someone addressed you directly. You were content to listen and take in your surroundings, soaking up your first Met Gala.

During the salad course, Harry leaned over, so close you could feel his breath tickle the side of your face.

“Pretty sure this doesn’t even count as food,” he whispered, gesturing towards his plate, and the three spinach leaves perched like a tent over a single cherry tomato with a line of dressing on the plate beside it. You choked on a laugh and tried to play it off as a cough.

“Yeah, I usually prefer my dressing on the salad instead of spread on the plate,” you whispered back, which made Harry laugh. Ale’s head whipped around to look at the two of you with a hint of a smile on his lips, abruptly interrupting his conversation with Jared and Dakota.

After the dessert plates were collected, everyone dispersed either to one of the bars for a refill or to smaller groups around the room for more socializing. Before you stood up, you slid a fork into your purse to bring back for Joey.

“Time to make the rounds,” Harry said as our table got up to mingle. You smiled and nodded as if you, too, had rounds to make (you didn’t). He took a few steps away then turned back toward you with a cheeky grin. “Save me a dance?”

“I’ll pencil you in,” you said, trying to stop yourself from smiling too big. The response slid off your tongue without conscious thought and you were shocked that it was not only coherent but funny, too. As soon as Harry was gone Ale swooped in to introduce you to what felt like everyone at the gala, singing your praises to anyone who would listen. Surprisingly, most people already knew who you were and were super nice. There was only one guy, some record producer, who was really rude, so all in all your first Met Gala was going better than you expected.

Harry had played a big part in that, of course, and as you followed Ale around the room, your eyes unconsciously sought him out. You didn’t realize you were doing it until his green eyes met yours, offering a wink or a smirk in your direction.

After another hour of chatting and drinking, the night took a turn. The lights started to dim and the chatter slowly dissipated into silence. Ale disappeared to go get another drink and suddenly you were left alone on the sidelines. You were glad to have a minute to breathe and take in your surroundings and scanned the room. Your eyes were drawn to Harry again, who was talking with a tall girl in a long black dress and towering heels that made her even taller. The tabloids had been publishing photos of him hanging out with some model, but from a distance, you couldn’t tell if it was her or not. You tried to swallow the jealousy that was rising within you, reminding yourself that you just met him and had absolutely no claim whatsoever, but your heart really wasn’t listening. Just as you were about to turn away and follow Ale to the bar, Harry turned his head and caught your eye, face lighting up as soon as you made eye contact. He leaned in to say something to the girl and she nodded at him, and then suddenly he was making his way towards you.

“You finally escaped Ale?” He asked, lifting an eyebrow at you.

“He went to get another drink, but I think he got distracted,” you answered with a giggle, turning towards the bar where Ale was performing some sort of card trick for a small crowd of celebrities.

“Classic.” Anna was heading onto the stage in the front of the room and you turned to Harry.

“What’s going on?”

“A super-secret performance.”

“Do you know who it is?”

“Yep, but I’m not gonna tell! It’ll ruin the surprise.” You pouted but before you could respond, you were interrupted by Anna’s voice.

“Good evening!” She said into the microphone, and the crowd cheered back at her. “We’ve got someone very special here tonight who will be helping us kick off the rest of the night. So feel free to sing along, dance, really get into it!” Cheers erupted again, so loud that Anna had to pause for almost a full minute before she could continue. “Without further ado, it is my pleasure to welcome Cher!” The curtain behind Anna slid up to reveal Cher facing away from the rest of the room, her band poised on the stage with her. The drummer counted down from four and then the rest of the band came in. Cher stayed turned around until it was time to sing, but when she finally faced the crowd, it was to the loudest cheers of the night.

You turned to Harry in excitement and he held his hand out to you.

“Dance with me?” He yelled over the music and you nodded, taking his hand in yours. He squeezed it softly and it took all of your restraint not to throw yourself at him, instead, you let him guide you, following the gentle tug of his hand closer to him. Right from the start, it felt natural; the way he pulled you in, spinning you under his arm, wrapping his free hand around your waist. His arms were loose around you and he led you around and around in a small circle. You swayed back and forth, letting the music flow through your body, trying not to think too hard about the fact that you were dancing with Harry Styles. Joey was going to freak out when you told her. Suddenly, you were grateful for Anna’s no-phone, no paparazzi rule, you wanted to be the one to tell her, and no doubt if photos were allowed it would be on every fan blog and tabloid website before you even left.

When Cher covered ABBA’s Waterloo, the whole crowd sang along, but you were pretty sure you and Harry were singing the loudest of all. You were jumping up and down, thrashing your head, following Anna’s directions to “really get into it.” Halfway through the song, Harry looped his arm through yours and started an impromptu kick line. Somehow it ended up expanding across the entire dance floor, you turned to your other side and realized that it was Joe Jonas next to you and nearly fainted. Yeah, Joey was going to be so jealous.

Next, she played a slower song, and Harry took your hand again and you swayed together to the beat. The rest of the room melted away until it was just you and Harry (and the musical stylings of Cher). Even when you took a break to catch your breath and get another drink after Cher’s set, you were only vaguely aware that other people existed.

The two of you got tipsier as the night went on and your dancing got sloppier and sillier, too. He spun you around the dance floor over and over again, both of you giggled the whole time.

“Lean back!” He said as one song faded to an end. His hand slid down to your lower back and he bent over slightly as you arched your back, letting him dip you. Blood rushed in your ears as he pulled you back up and immediately spun you around as the next song started. A squeal escaped your lips, followed by a burst of laughter. You couldn’t stop it; it kept bubbling up inside of you until you couldn’t hold it in any longer, and once you opened the floodgates, you couldn’t get them to close again. Harry spun you faster and you laughed harder, closing your eyes and leaning your head back so your hair fanned out around you. He was laughing too and you could feel his chest vibrating against yours as you danced. It filled you with every shade of glittering gold, warm and rich.

When you lifted your head back up, Harry’s hands slid up to your shoulder blades, pulling you closer. You could feel his breath ghosting over your lips and couldn’t stop yourself from staring at his tongue as it poked out to swipe across his bottom lip. Your own breathing was deep and heavy and you were convinced he was leaning in to kiss you, but then the song ended and Anna announced that limos were waiting outside to take everyone back to the hotel. Suddenly, the magic of the night dissipated and you pulled back a little, turning to watch everyone start to file out of the room.

“Guess we should probably…” you said quietly, but you didn’t move.

“Yeah,” Harry said, clearing his throat. “Probably.” The two of you stood there for another minute before Harry finally broke eye contact and let his hands drop to his sides.

You followed him towards the exit, but as you started to head towards the coat check, he grabbed your hand again and pulled you in the opposite direction.

“You can’t miss the photo!” He exclaimed.

“What photo?” You asked, scrunching up your nose in confusion as he opened the door to the women’s restroom to reveal a group of 30 of Hollywood’s most famous young adults arranged in front of the large mirror with none other than Kylie Jenner in the middle. Oh. That photo. You barely had time to react because as soon as Harry stopped on the edge of the group, Kylie was counting down.

“And 3…2…1…smile guys!” She exclaimed. Harry wrapped his arm around you right before she took the picture and the smile on your face in her post the next morning was big and bright.

“Thanks for tonight,” you said after you had gotten your coat and were waiting in line for your cars.

“It was a lot of fun,” he agreed, leaning over to give you one last hug before heading out the door. A few minutes later, you were waved through and got into your own limo.

It felt weird to get into separate cars after spending the whole night with Harry, especially when you were staying at the same hotel. But that’s just how it went at these sorts of events, the press needed to get shots of everyone leaving the party and that took precedence over saving money and gas by just renting a bus or something.

By the time you made it back to your hotel room, it was almost 2 a.m. You were exhausted but too wired to sleep, and after taking off your makeup and changing into sweats, you were pacing across the room. After spending all afternoon getting ready and all night drinking and dancing with the world’s most famous people, it was suddenly over. A strange sort of melancholy set in and you flopped down onto your bed with a deep sigh. This was the part no one told you about when you started acting, the highs you were prepared for, but the lows not so much. Because when the lights turned off, behind all of the glitz and glamor, at the end of the day you were still you, still alone in a hotel room in New York, hundreds of miles away from your family and friends.

Your thoughts wandered to Harry and the night you had spent together, and your anxiety started to ramp up. Had you made a fool of yourself? Did you act like too much of a fangirl? Everyone was probably thinking that you were trying to sleep your way to the top. He probably went straight to that model’s room and they were both laughing at how pathetic you were. A flush rose up your face as you replayed every single thing that had happened at the Met Gala.

Despite one side of you overthinking everything, there was another side holding out hope that any minute he would knock on the door and whisk you away to his castle in the clouds where you would get married and become the cloud princess and live happily ever after eating cotton candy for every meal. Okay, maybe that train of thought got a little out of hand, but it was Harry Styles and no matter how famous you got, you would always be the middle-school girl with a One Direction poster in her locker at heart.

When someone actually did knock on your door, you thought you were imagining it at first. But they knocked again and you realized it was real. Probably housekeeping, you thought to yourself as you got up. You opened the door and came face-to-face with Harry, who was wearing gray sweatpants and a black Gucci hoodie.

“Hey,” he said, scratching the back of his neck with one hand. “Wanna grab some pizza? I’m bloody starving.”

Maybe you’d get to be the cloud princess, after all.

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softomi · 3 years

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now accepting boyfriend applications.

based on my fic idea: you’ve just become newly single, in a drunken fit, you posted a status indicating you’re accepting applications for your next boyfriend. Oddly, three boys take you up on that; sending in their most professional resumes for the position. It seems there’s some fierce competitors.

next up: literature

It hurt, why wouldn’t it hurt. Your boyfriend of almost two years dumped you over text message with no warning and his reason? He just wasn’t feeling it anymore, what the fuck. Well, twenty phone calls, a hundred text messages sent to him, and a pretty nasty voicemail. The moment you realized just how crazy you were being was when you began pounding on his door at almost ten at night. His neighbors poking their head out to stare, and it really smacked you in the face how stupid you were being.

So you threw caution into the wind. it’s a Wednesday night, your first class tomorrow didn’t start until noon and you’re literature teacher was more of a lecturer so she probably won’t notice if you’re hung over. If anything, you could always ask the guy next to you for the notes.

Thus, you decide to throw back shots to your heart’s desire, sitting in the middle of your tiny studio apartment, on your bed to scream and cry at the romance movie. Love is dead. You groan loudly when your neighbor knocks against the wall, trying to tell you to promptly shut the fuck up.

Halfway through the movie, your mind is already swaying. Your throat stings just momentarily and you sip your cheap wine in hope it’ll dull the shots you had taken previously. When the male protagonist kisses the beautiful female of his dreams, you promptly chug the rest of the wine in your glass. Upset at their love, you wrap your lips around the tip of the wine bottle, drinking straight from it.

“I can find someone better.” You’ve reached a different point in your post break up sadness, you were mixed with anger, sadness, and an overall feeling of I’ll find someone with a better dick.

It’s never a good decision to post on social media while drunk, but it’s a great decision right now. You were going to post a ‘newly single’ status. Just to be nice and not spam everyone, you think you’ll just post it to your private account for your five friends to see. You’ve clearly neglected that step when you press post and it uploads to your public twitter account.

The urge to hurl takes priority over the sudden notifications on your phone. Your hair disheveled as you’re trying to hold onto the toilet, hold onto your hair, and throw up at the same time. The romance film comes to an end once you’ve fully emptied your stomach. You shove all the things off your bed, food falling onto the floor, empty bottle of wine rolled under your bed, remote lost somewhere. You fall asleep despite your cell phone going off.

The alarm jolts you, it causes you to scream, your palm slapping the snooze button and you aggressively pull the wire so that it comes out of the socket. Your head is throbbing and your cell phone is ringing at the same time. Annoyed, your hand stretches along the bed trying to find your cell. When you come emptyhanded, you sit up. Your hand steading the pulsing of your brain and you spot your phone ringing and vibrating on the ground.

“What?” You spit out, not bothering to look at the contact as you try to block out the sun.

“What do you mean what?” The voice snaps at you, “You post about boyfriend applications all of a sudden, did you guys break up?”

Of course he would be the one calling you, the person who loves gossip more than you do, “Tooru, can you like shut up for a second.” Your brain is dying and he’s over here trying to get the latest dish on your love life, “He dumped me okay.”

“That asshole.” He gasps, “Do you want me to come over?”

You look at the time on your cell briefly, “No. I have class all day. If you’re free later?”

“Of course!”

The phone call ends and rather than getting ready for the class you have in an hour, you’re checking your notifications. You have about twenty missed calls from Oikawa, another thirty text messages from him, he even left a voicemail; god he must have been desperate. Facebook is bland, you spent most of your time on Instagram deleting the photos of your now ex, and rarely do you ever get Twitter notifications. Oddly, you have fifteen notifications; all coming from your public account.

haha, boyfriend applications are official open. only taking serious apps lol

“No.” You sit up.

It wasn’t your post that freaked you out, it wasn’t that somehow it ended up on your public account, no you could delete it and pretend as if no one saw it but people saw it.

Is she serious?

If she is, I’m down.

What does serious applications mean?

Three comments, five likes, and four retweets.

And three unread messages.

Your finger rushes to delete the tweet before it can be retweeted even more by random classmates. All was good now. Your finger presses onto the message icon, you’re confronted with the icons of three of your classmates.

The most recent is from Miya Atsumu, a terrible flirt in your biology class. He chose the seat next to you in lab when his friends ditched him and hoarded their own table. He spun around in his chair, shooting you a cheeky grin when you briefly looked at him.

His first sentence was, “Hey you’re cute.”

And yours was, “I have a boyfriend.”.

You skip over his message upon spotting his use of sweetheart in the preview.

The next icon is of the guy in your intro to business class, Kuroo Tetsuro. The first time you saw him was outside of the classroom, you two ended up accidentally reaching the doors at the same time. He lets you go in first and the both of you chose the seats farthest from the board, and closest to the door. Despite his bed hair that made him look like he was going to sleep the entire class, he was a rather studious guy; chill but smart, he was a business major after all.

“Did you understand anything he was saying?” You murmur to him as you grab your bag.

“Of course!” He states, “I don’t look at twitter on my laptop when he’s lecturing.” Ah, he caught you.

Your eyes briefly scan the preview, he’s saying something about a resume and you think he’s talking about the homework assignment. You’re about to click on his first when the last catches your eye.

It’s from Akaashi Keiji. On the first day of class, you were late due to waiting in line for coffee. You awkwardly opened the door to the classroom, everyone turning to stare, and you lower your head, choosing a random seat that now you’re stuck with for the rest of the semester because that’s just how college works. The professor goes over the syllabus and suddenly announces that the person sitting to your right will be your revision partner for the semester.

“Hey.” You stop him and for a brief minute you feel your heart skip a beat because he was absolutely pretty, “Sorry, I’m Y/n. Since we’re going to be partners, do you want to exchange info?”.

“Uh. Sure. I’m Akaashi Keiji.”

“I’m going to be late for my business class. Do you have twitter?” You were never a fan of giving your phone number out. Before he can answer, you’re scribbling your username onto a piece of paper, placing it on his desk before running out to catch your next class.

His message is brief: Did you get my email?

You click his message first; it must have been urgent if he messaged and emailed you. There’s nothing else to his message, his previous one dates almost a week before his current one, telling you that he finished reading the book you recommended and that he enjoyed it.

The screen is pulled up with your finger, alternating apps to your personal email. The subject of his email simply reads Application.

Curiously, you click the attachment he’s sent with no body text. Your jaw dropped, hand placed over your open mouth and a small scream emitting.

“Is he fucking serious?”

His name is displayed at the top, along with his birthday, star sign, zodiac sign, age, even the pronouns he uses. There’s a short sentence under it. I am submitting an application for the position of Boyfriend. You’re internally screaming, blinking fast hoping that this was a joke but his ‘application’ reads like a resume. It lists his education from middle school to his current, his previous jobs, his skills, and his own personal goals for the future.

Your blushing profusely, you want to pull your hair, scream, even throw your phone but you shove down the feelings that want to have you die of embarrassment. You don’t have the energy to sadly explain to him that you were drunk and weren’t serious; ugh and you’re going to have to continue seeing him for the rest of the semester.

You revert back to twitter; your heart suddenly drops when you think about Kuroo’s message. Quickly, you pull up the messages, clicking his and suddenly you want dig yourself a grave because he’s sent a link to a pdf and it’s simply titled Resume. He probably used a resume template and never changed the title.

And sure enough, it’s a fucking professional resume declaring the certain skills he has to be your boyfriend. In fact, like the professional business major he is, he includes a letter of intent; indicating his reasons of interest for the position. It details the little quirks he finds cute about you. You want to break your phone in half with how red in the face you feel.

As you exit his message, you’re slowly praying that Atsumu’s message is just a random flirty comment that he occasionally likes to throw you once in a while or perhaps you’re hoping that he fell in a ditch and you won’t have to work with him for the rest of the semester since he almost blew up the lab station last time.

Nope, it’s a link to a google document. Oddly, you click it. Your heart has sunk to the pit of the earth because when you open the document, you see his fucking name in the upper right corner indicating he’s still on the stupid document.

Fuck fuck fuck. You’re running away from the document, aggressively leaving the page but it doesn’t help that when you end up back at your twitter messages, you can see the three dots, telling you he’s typing.

Morning sweetheart hope you enjoy the app

He sends it with a flirty wink and you stare at it for five full minutes. Curiosity gets the best of you and you click back onto his link, he’s no longer on the same document and you sigh safely. For someone who’s barely passing biology, his document was rather professionally detailed. Damn, he’s on the school’s volleyball team? Weirdly the page cuts off halfway, you continue to scroll until the next title page boldly states: Bedroom skills.

It didn’t help that you were scrolling a little too fast and caught sight of an image showing off his toned upper body. There goes his professionalism.

Your phone suddenly blares low battery, your screen turns black and now your anxiety is through the roof. You jump on your bed, trying to plug in your phone and you’ve just now realized that it is thirty minutes until your first class starts and it is literature. You’re scrambling to find your laptop, you trip on the bag of chips from last night, awkwardly trying to stand as you reach for your school bag.

“Shit!” You scream. You suddenly remember letting your stupid ex-boyfriend borrow your laptop.

You fall to the floor, fingers pulling your hair as you suddenly think about the deep shit your in. First, your boyfriend dumped you, now you randomly have three guys who sent you applications to be your next boyfriend and you’re still going to have to see them for the rest of the semester if you reject them. Lastly, you’re going to have to go to your ex’s place to get your laptop after having made a scene yesterday, and your phone is dead so you can’t cry to Oikawa about the deep shit you’re in.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #kuroo x reader #atsumu x reader #akaashi x reader #haikyuu scenarios #atsumu scenarios #kuroo scenarios #akaashi scenarios #kuroo #atsumu #akaashi #kuroo tetsurou #atsumu miya #akaashi keiji #hq #hq scenarios

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tellywoodtrash · 3 years

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vansh's dumb ass rushing off to that random address he saw. like......... are you even checking on google maps ki kya area hai, is it conducive to having a secret person stashed there as a hostage? pata chala udhar tak pohunch gaye aur ek big bazaar hai.

ishani tripping riddhima as she runs into the house. such middle school bitchidity.

and now some interrogation of really wtf are you and vansh bhai upto all the time, coz no normal ppl can understand wtf your relationship dynamic is anymore.

blah blah some dhamki on dadi ko pata challllllllllll gaya toh??????

idc about this scene except for ishani looking hot af. i love her shirt dress and red lipstick. style icon.

anyway riddhima promises answers in 24 hours and fucks off.

lol vansh reached destination and from the looks of it, it's an empty lot. lmaooooooooooooo, fucking idiot. pehle hi bola tha maine, check kar udhar hai kya.

riddhima meanwhile steals the black box, which changes how it looks every single day.

calls vyom and is like i did my part of the deal, now your turn. they arrange the drop.

lmao vansh comes home to empty safe. follows her as she goes and dumps it in the recycling bins and tells vyom to pick it up.

hoodie waale kisine aake pick up kar diya. which i'm sure is not vyom, but angre/someone else instead.

ew vansh rootin around in the garbage bin for the box. sees it's gone and is all smirkily "INTERESTINGGGGGGG VERYYYYYYYY INTERESTINGGGG" about it. ok either box iske aadmi ne uthaaya hai ya woh asli waala black box nahi tha. warna yeh itna khush nahi hota.

ugh siya is video calling vyom and all WHYYYY CAN'T I COME SEEEE YOUUUUUUUUUUU?!?!!? i promiseeeee i won't disturb you while you work, i'll just keep looking at you and listening to you. what the ever loving fuck? behen, the relationship you're describing is the one ppl have with animals in zoos. yuck i actually cannot watch this shit man, i'm fwding.

anyway riddhima walks in hearing his voice from siya's room. ek toh yeh kaun bewakoof hai jo apne secret bf se BINA HEADPHONES ke baat karta hai? ffs, 6th graders doing aashiqui better than these fucks.

riddhima yelling at siya about getting involved with shunya circle zero man, while siya yelling back about how did YOUUUUUU see my earring with him, why are YOUUUU meeting him huh?!!?? and vyom is just there on the call like

riddhima trying to warn siya ki he's not a good man............. sis kabhi apne relationships ko dekha hai???? you're running on full 100% in the dept. of having romantic relationships with psychopathic men who try to injure/kill you on a weekly basis.

asdkjsakjdhksajdhksajhdkj i honestly am vyom in this sitch, who's enjoying this convo to the maxxxxxxxx. zoom call par baithe kisi aur ke ghar ka kalesh dekhne ka mazzzaaaa hi kuch aur hai.

angre losing his mind about riddhima stealing the box and vansh is all cool which meansssss........ nakli tha. for sure. shoulda known when we saw it looked diff itself.

lmaooooooooooooooo black box ko orange paint kar ke rakha hua hai iss chutiye ne. and he's bragging about how no one can open it without the key.

meanwhile peeth pe key waali didi andar jhaank ke spying kar rahi hai, as per usual.

kabir over here like main riddhima riddhima chillaaunga, banyaan phaad ke........... guard has had enough of his shit and tells him to stfu.

someone from outside hears this chillam-chilli and calls the police. wow, a responsible citizen, in this show?????????? unbohlievable.

cut to riddhima walking into bedroom (in whole new outfit; huh??? is it a whole other day suddenly?????) which is decorated like a mixture of a grade school on valentine's day + the set of a suhaag raat porno, lmao. husband is also in here, in his red velvet suit, giving her bhaaaaari sex eyes.

riddhima's thinking lagta hai issko pata nahi chala ke maine naak ke neeche se box udaa liya, warne yeh saare phool meri arthiiii pe chadhte.

this b has some nerve talking to siya about her "dangerous relationship" with that shirtless bhopuuuu player when her own husband/said chick's elder brother is a quasi-murderer they live with.

LMAO THEIR WHOLEASS BED IS GONE. ABHI SESK KAHAAN KAROGE? IS CHHOTE SE DINING TABLE PAR? ouff, they must still be in their 20s if they don't require proper lumbar support.

gives her a rose, ofc she pricks herself on a thorn, and nowwwww.... he's sucking on her finger. I'M SORRY THIS IS NOT ROMANTIC OR SEXY AT ALLLLLLLLLLLLL. SHE DIDN'T EVEN WASH HER HANDS AFTER COMING INTO THE ROOM!!!!!!!!!! FUCKERS GONNA START SOME INCURABLE PANDEMIC OF THEIR OWN LIKE THIS.

she's all ohohohoho dard bhi tum, dawa bhi tum huh? and he's like yeah babyyyyyyyyyy, coz tum poori ki poori meriiiiiii ho.

ok the sexy is getting scary now. as is on par with this fucker. never a moment where heart rate can be at resting rate with him. and not in a good way.

she's telling him she wants to tell him something, give him some surprise....... and he's like.... ok? and they slow dance while making shakki faces at each other's back.

kabirrrrrrr stillllllllll screaming for riddhima. guard finally calls her and makes him speak to her. she's like bitch tf you want i was about to get laidddddd.........

kabir suddenly in i love you i love you mode. shady. kal tak toh yeh gaana nahi chal raha tha??? *acp pradyuman hand motion* kuch toh gadbad hai.

whoopsssssssssss, police is here. guard is like fuck someone musta called hearing this dude's ruckus.

kabir is like mwahahahahahaha, your game is over now. police will find meeeeee and freeeeee meeeee.

lmaoooooooooo she talks to the police and says ki woh jo chila raha hai, mera mentally unstable bhai hai, toh bas...... inspector is like SAY NO MORE MA'AM, WE DON'T WANNA CHECK ON THE MENTALLY ILL, THAT'S A YOU PROBLEM, NOT AN US PROBLEM AS A SOCIETY, SO GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR CRAZY BRO, BYEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

anyway she's like listen up kabir, my deal is over, i'll tell vansh the truth and then you'll be free. so part of the deal with vyom is to keep kabir locked up???????? hein? what even.........

kabir freaking out about riddhima telling vansh the truth, and keeps on saying he'll murder her........ DUDE WHAT THIS SORDID TRUTH ANYWAY IM SO DONE JUST OUT WITH IT ALREADY

vansh comes outta the bathroom shirtless and............... lollipop ladki is here sexily breaking wine glasses in his bedroom. zero boundaries up in this house. NONE WHATSOEVER.

ok sorry i'm not paying attn to anything being said rn coz

lollipop ladki is like why not we drink from one glass and he's like 🤨🤨🤨

wifey's here to spoil the party.

or to make it better????????? coz lol she's like make it three glasses of wine! won't you invite me to whatever's going on???? she looks waaaay more into lollipop ladki than vansh is, which would be the best possible development to riddhima's character.

vansh like hein aise kaise you stealing girl away from meeeeee, and telling lollipop girl ki why don't you and i just chug from the bottle?

cursory invitation to riddhima too.......... man, why is this giving heavy threesome vibes???

riddhima like "no thanks, mujhe do se zyaada hont ek bottle par achche nahi lagte." alksjdlaskjdlsakjdlsajkdlaksjdlka

vansh: achche toh mujhe bhi nahi lagte.

riddhima: par lagta hai tumhe toh kisi ke bhi chalenge.

OUCHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!

lmaoooooooo now these two are just having their own petty pati-patni fight filled with vague statements about trust and misunderstandings, and lollipop girl is just here like

precap: riddhima about to tell vansh the whole truth or whatever, when vyom calls and is like wtf you gave me a fake black box. riddhima and vansh are once again fighting about truth and dhoka and like.......... bro. idc anymore. someone take your shirt off to make this worth my while.

#ishq mein marjawan 2 #immj2 #immj2 lbs #episode liveblogs

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pufflyhallows · 4 years

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Picks & Pens (II)

Hello! I’m back with another chapter for this one. This AU is so cool for me, I hope you guys like it.

Chapter Two: The Day I Died

Warnings: language

Word count: 2,4k

a/n: I still don’t know shit about press lol

Mrs. Lennox hadn’t e-mailed you in three days. Didn’t seem much time for the outside eye, but you knew it was strange. You hoped there was nothing wrong with the interview, as you had already started working on your questions and also had plans for the extra cash coming in soon. There was a local artist whose paintings had a quite fun twist on pop culture and you liked to support him. Your living room could use some more color too.

Just when you finally had all your focus directed at the writing of your questions, Jessie popped up behind your laptop with a questioning look.

“What?” you asked impatiently, slightly irritated that you had been interrupted.

“You’re too quiet today.”

“I’m working?”

“Must be something really important to make you miss Kevin’s afternoon rage. What is it?”

“Oh, I missed it? What was it this time? The vending machine ran out of peanuts?”

“Nope. The construction site is ‘making too much noise’.”

“He means the construction site ten floors below us?”

“Yeah. You can’t even hear it!” Jessie shook her head. “Anyway, you didn’t answer my question. What are you working on?”

“An interview,” you closed your laptop.

“Ooh… is it top secret?” she wiggled her eyebrows. “Is it an A-List celebrity? Oh my God, it’s Tom Hardy, isn’t it?”

“What? No,” you chuckled. “I’ll tell you when I get the confirmation. It’s a bit uncertain for now.”

“But can you give me a hint? Like… male or female? Actor or singer? Politician, maybe? A TV host?! Give me something, Y/N!”

“Male,” you said. “And that’s all I’m giving you.”

“Male… Hm…” she squeezed her eyes. “Are you sure it’s not Tom Hardy? You know I would definitely pretend to be your assistant and sneak in that interview, right?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t doubt that. But no, Jessie, it is not Tom Hardy.”

“What a bummer. Well, good luck on the confirmation. I need to go back to that puppy coat article.”

“Puppy coat?”

“Yeah, you know… Coats for puppies. It’s quite trendy now in the winter. People still need to take their dogs out for walkies, after all.”

“Please tell me you’re putting pictures on that article.”

“You bet I am,” she smiled. “Comes out tomorrow, probably. Check the website at noon.”

“I definitely will.”

When Jessie walked away, you heard the infamous ding from your computer, announcing a new e-mail. You quickly opened the device again and clicked on the e-mail icon. It was from Brenda.

Mrs. Lennox wants to grab coffee downstairs with you at 4 p.m.

Perfect. Probably an update on the scheduling.

You replied confirming your attendance to the casual meeting and looked at your watch. It was still 3:35 p.m.

Your train of thought for the interview had been lost already, thanks to Jessie and her curiosity, so you didn’t get back to it right away. Instead, you decided to stretch your legs and walk over to Ben’s desk. He managed to make those twenty five minutes pass quite fast, getting a few laughs out of you in the process. When it was time, you got into the elevator and descended a couple of floors to the coffee shop.

You knew from experience that Sophia Lennox always arrived five minutes after the time she set. She hated waiting for people, but she did not want to make people wait for her for too long. Words you heard from Sophia herself. For that reason, you took the liberty to sit at the most discrete table and wait for her inside. As expected, she appeared after five short minutes and sat in front of you.

“Have you ordered anything yet?” she asked, signaling to the waitress that usually served her table.

You shook your head just as the waitress approached the table.

“Hello, dear. One latte for me and…” Mrs. Lennox looked at you.

“A mocha for me,” you smiled at Sam, the waitress.

“Right away,” she smiled back, walking away.

“I could start this conversation with ‘you’re probably wondering why I asked you to meet me here’, but I know you’re smart enough not to wonder. You know this is about the interview,” Mrs. Lennox started. “And let me get this out of the way and say that it’s very much confirmed. You will be interviewing him. The only issue we’re having is his schedule. He’s a very busy man, apparently. Much busier than I thought.”

You kept on listening, not finding that information surprising.

“It was his birthday a couple of weeks ago and he had taken a break from his usual schedule to celebrate. Now that he’s back, there are some things he needs to take care of before even thinking about interviews. At least, that’s what his manager told me.”

“So no prediction?”

“Actually, yes. There is a prediction, but I don’t think you’re going to like it. He will probably be available between the 15th and the 21st of December. Though it’s no guarantee.”

“Oh! That’s like three weeks from now,” you reflected for a few seconds. “And then it will be quite a hurry to write the article.”

“I know… I felt really tempted to pull the ex-girlfriend card, but you’ve asked me not to and I didn’t.”

“What, you think they would make time for it if they knew?”

“I mean, probably. It’s good press for him too,” you looked down after hearing her words. Of course it’s about press. “But all they know is that it’s for SL Magazine.”

Before you could reply, Sam came back with your orders, placing them on the table.

“Thank you.”

As she walked away, you grabbed your cup of mocha and took a small sip.

“So…” Mrs. Lennox cleared her throat. “Can you do it?”

You knew that was a rhetorical question. There was no way you could backpedal now.

“Yes. But I’d really appreciate it if you managed to get me the 15th or 16th. The sooner, the better.”

“I couldn’t agree with you more,” your boss sighed, raising her cup at you before taking a sip. “I will try to get the-”

The conversation was interrupted by Mrs. Lennox’s cellphone ringing inside her purse. She reached for it and looked slightly surprised with the name on the screen. “It’s her.”

“Who?” you frowned.

“The manager,” she slid her finger across the screen and put the phone on her ear. “Hello?”

You grabbed your cup with both hands and took a long sip as you watched the conversation.

“I’m great! How about you? Oh, that’s lovely. I believe it was Tuesday, yes. Not at all! I completely understand. Well… um…” Mrs. Lennox looked at you hesitantly before carrying on. “Yes, that’s her.”

The nervousness and apprehension started kicking in. You found yourself almost squeezing the cup between your hands, waiting for your boss to end that call and tell you what was going on.

“That’s what I’m hoping for,” she let out a business laugh. “Oh, that will get a little rushed, don’t you think? No, no. I appreciate it. Thank you very much, Miss Dawson. Of course. Bye bye.”

Mrs. Lennox placed her phone on the table and took a deep breath. She looked at you and bit her lower lip thoughtfully.

“What happened?” you asked. “It wasn’t canceled, was it?”

“No! Don’t even say something like that,” she shook her head and waved her hand at you. “Well, his manager is quite good. She looked into SL and found out you work for us, so she wanted to know if, by any chance, you would be the one interviewing him. I wasn’t going to lie, of course, and said yes.”

“Oh...”

“Look, I know this isn’t what you wanted, but it is actually a good thing, Y/N. She said she’ll squeeze us in for next week!”

“Next week?!”

“Isn’t it great? I knew they would make time for you.”

Of course, I’m ‘good press’.

“You have started on the material, right?” Mrs. Lennox asked.

“I have, actually. But I’m still doing research.”

“Okay. You’ll have to hurry a little bit. Miss Dawson said next Wednesday is the perfect day, which means you only have about four days to finish it. And keep in mind that I want to see it before you go, so we should have a little spare time in case you need to make edits,” she stopped to take another sip and you accepted that your weekend was going to be wasted on Sirius Black research. “Do you know her, by the way? The manager.”

“No. He had a different one back then,” you sounded more bitter than you intended, and Mrs. Lennox eyed you for a couple of seconds.

“I won’t ask.”

“Thanks.”

“Well… let’s get to work!”

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With a glass of red wine on your nightstand and random music videos from YouTube playing on the TV, you typed question after question on your laptop, sitting on your queen sized bed on a Saturday night. It was going to be a big article. Two full pages with three columns of text each, according to Mrs. Lennox. She wanted the narrated type, with you describing even his motioning hands. It was going to be a handful, but you were prepared. You had done it before. This wouldn’t be any different from the Saoirse Ronan one.

As you went through his discography, you listened to all the songs you hadn’t listened before, which meant most of them. After the breakup, you had stopped listening to his music altogether. You only knew the ones that became hits and played in the radio, gas stations, stores, every damn where. It was quite annoying, actually.

You got to the last song of his latest album, released eight months ago: Love Falls. There was no music video, so you paused the TV and clicked on the song on your laptop’s Spotify to listen to it through your headphones.

The lyrics immediately caught your attention.

Have you cried yourself to sleep?

Have you felt this incomplete?

Have you ever cut yourself so deep to see if you still bleed?

Oh, another angsty song. Great.

Do you ever feel wanted?

Do you ever feel needed?

Do you ever feel happy?

Or are you just like me?

What the fuck is he talking about? He’s the artist of the decade! Of course he’s wanted. If there was something that pissed you off about the music industry was when artists tried to be ‘relatable’ in their songs, even if it meant portraying an image that wasn’t necessarily true.

I’m hanging by a thread, a rope, the noose around my neck

I choke, ‘cause every time I’m falling love falls out of me

Right. What about all the girls he’d been with? Every month there were pictures of him partying with someone different and- Well, actually, that was it. Partying. In your research you realized he hadn’t been in a serious relationship since… you.

I'm hardened like a rock, a stone, the brick inside my chest

Alone, 'cause every time I'm falling love falls out of me

Maybe… maybe he wasn’t trying to be relatable. Maybe he wasn’t projecting a fake image. Maybe he did feel like that.

I'll never forget the day I died

Love memories frozen and denied

Flower of my heart withered and dried

You took a very long sip of your wine and wiped your lips with your sweater’s sleeve.

Love falls out of me

And that was it. The song ended. You had gone through his entire discography, listened to every song and watched every music video. Weirdly, apart from the ones that were released when you were still together, that was the first song that made you feel something. The first one you actually enjoyed. It was a really good song, you had to admit. It was raw and vulnerable, something you hadn’t seen in one of his songs since the first two albums.

You played it again.

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“Interesting.”

Mrs. Lennox was reading your material for the interview, with a pen between two fingers, ready to cross out or add a sentence.

You were sitting on the comfy, fluffy chair in front of her table, nervously bouncing your leg as you squeezed your hands together. You hoped she liked what you had prepared because you really wanted to use it.

“Oh, I didn’t know this.” She kept reading, clearly interested. The fact that she hadn’t done any edits yet gave you hope.

A few more minutes went by, no edits, and suddenly she looked up at you. Slowly, she put the sheets of paper down and took off her red cat-eye glasses.

“I’m impressed, Y/N. You really went above and beyond on this. I’m almost certain this is the very first time I didn’t have to edit the material for an interview before approving it.”

“Does that mean…?”

“It’s approved. You can use it. As a matter of fact, you have to use it. It’s perfect!” Mrs. Lennox chuckled. “You go straight to the point and ask exactly what people want to know. Not to mention the small details you’ve picked up on! Well done. This article is going to be amazing.”

You sighed, relieved. “Thank you, Mrs. Lennox. I sure hope so.”

She smiled at you. “And I’m curious to find out the answers.”

“Honestly? Me too.”

“I know,” she nodded, still smiling. “Good thing we won’t have to wait for too long. Tomorrow is the day!”

Mrs. Lennox stood up and handed you back the papers. “You know the deal or should I recap?”

“Please, recap.”

“It’s an intimate interview, as you know. This means that the only people in the room are going to be you and him. All he has tomorrow, besides this interview, is a photoshoot for a radio station or something. It’s supposed to take place in the morning, but it’s likely that it will be extended into the afternoon. And that’s why his manager scheduled our interview for 6 p.m. A little later than our usual, I know, but she’s squeezing us in. It’s not his usual either.”

“Place?”

“His personal studio. He has something to do there after the interview, apparently. Or even during the interview, doesn’t really matter. It’ll still be just the two of you,” she paused. “You need the address?”

“No, I got it.”

“Great! I think that’s about everything.”

“Okay,” you nodded slowly, glancing at the material in your hands. “I should get back to work, then.”

“Actually, Y/N, why don’t you go home? I have nothing for you here.”

“Really?”

“Yes. You don’t have to come tomorrow either, use the day to prepare for the interview. Study the material and rock on! Oh, and don’t forget to call me before you get to the studio. I want to give you my pep talk,” she smiled.

“Sure,” you smiled back, standing up. “See you in two days, then.”

“See you, Y/N. Good luck.”

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Love Falls by HELLYEAH

#sirius black #sirius black x reader #sirius black x you #sirius black imagine #sirius black fanfic #sirius black fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #harry potter fanfiction #sirius black series #harry potter imagine #sirius black au #harry potter au #random tag

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gone-arai · 4 years

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my altar for Apollo and Athena--there’s also a wine glass both for libations and as an icon for Dionysus as well as three skulls and an oak leaf for Hecate.

i have a mathletes trophy (lol) and two little owls as a placeholder until i get a statue of Lady Athena--along with a copy of the Illiad, the Odyssey, Oedipus, and my first greek mythology book from elementary school.

on Lord Apollo’s side there’s a metronome, a harmonica from my grandfather, a little golden guitar that also kind of looks like a lyre, and a littlest pet shop swan that’s also from elementary school. i also have the Delphic Maxims listed on the wall next to the altar.

in front, there’s some candles and an offering dish which currently contains some fake hyacinths from an old decoration for Apollo, a couple clear crystals for Athena (i associate the clear crystals with a clear mind), and a small pipe i associate with both Dionysus and Hecate.

and the best part: my new oil well/hearth for hestia. my grandmother (a preacher’s wife no less) gave it to me randomly the other day when we were cleaning out her kitchen with no idea what i’d use it for, oops.

#apollo #athena #hestia #dionysus #hecate #hellenism #hellenic community #hellenic polytheism #hellenic polythiest #hellenic altar #hellenic #mine

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aphrodites-mirror · 4 years

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july tc challenge

i know it’s august but idc (challenge by @baeby-tc <3)

1. describe your tc’s physical appearance.

warm eyes and smile, great body posture, walking like a model.

2. what was the first thing you’ve ever said to your tc?

prob something class related

3. is your tcdd single or taken? or are you unsure? and are you single or taken?

i honestly have no idea, but he doesn’t have a ring on his finger lmao

i am single and not really planning on entering a relationship anytime soon

4. is your tc more of the athletic type, the nerdy type or the artsy type?

he’s more the nerdy type but in a really self-confident way?? like his humour is iconic

5. if you and your tc were in high school together, do you think you’d be friends?

yes, we have a lot of the same interests which is kinda rare + he’s rather outgoing and since I’m really good at finding my “type” of people, i think i would’ve stumbled over him sooner or later. also i became really good at making friends this year and finding people i like :)

6. name one song that reminds you of your tc and explain why that song reminds you of them.

fix you - coldplay + someone to stay - vancouver sleep clinic

will you fix me up, will you show me hope?

and i will try to fix you

i listened to this song nonstop and that was the first time i really wanted to reach out to him for help bc my mental health was at a really low point and i didn’t know how to carry on. i really just wanted somebody to talk to and give me a hug and tell me that i am not a lost cause lmao

7. is your tc fashionable or are they more of the simple type? what is one outfit you’d love to see them wear?

neither?? he always wears the same outfit regardless of thr weather and i have no idea how he survives. while some of his shirts are pretty nice, i wanna burn at least one and my man is not the best at combining them nicely. i honestly think he just randomly pulls out a combo in the morning so it’s just luck. buut he manages to look nice most days lol + i am always gossiping with a classmate about his fits.

i would love to see him in a black hoodie and sneakers or just something comfy and homey

8. would you be willing to become a teacher and teach your tc’s subject if it meant you two could be together?

ngl my plan b is to teach exactly his subjects but that’s not just because of him. i probably won’t be able to use them both in another career and i like teaching.

9. does your tc drink or smoke?

i really don’t hope so! i would be totally okay with a glass of wine or smth but i can’t stand smoking. he doesn’t seems to be be the type for it tho.

10. name one item that is always on your tc’s desk.

his folder

11. has your tc ever done anything that has either thrown you off, annoyed you, angered you or bothered you in any way? if so, what did they do?

not answering my mail when he said otherwise. i talked to him about some personal problems before summer break and he said i could write him anytime, but it may take him three to four days. guess what, it took over a week :))) i suspect was on vacation or smth, but an explanation would have been nice. i was/am kinda thinking that he just wanted to avoid me and this topic or that i annoyed him. we love some good ol’ overthinking and trust issues

12. does your tc have any past jobs that you know of, before becoming a teacher?

not that i know of

13. does your tc have kids or siblings? if so, how many?

i have no idea, but i dont think that he has kids. he is a really private person and i respect that since i wouldn’t want someone to ask about my family.

14. are you taking your tc’s class next year?

it seems like it! it is not 100% sure tho

15. has your tc ever met your parents? if you were there, what was the meeting like?

he met my dad and i wasn’t there, but he later told me that it wasn’t that great.

16. has your tc ever given you detention? if so, what was it like?

nope, but then again our detention is helping the janitor and not with the teacher

17. has your tc ever failed you? if so, how did you react? if not, how would you react?

nope. if it was on purpose, i would be mad af and confront him, if not, i would just cry and try better on the next test or ask if i could do a presentation or smth to raise my grade

18. what are your tc’s hobbies/interests? are they similar to yours?

he runs a club in which I am. he once said the book i was reading is a good choice >>

other than that, i have no idea. my interests are pretty widespread but they change every month

19. have you ever spoken on the phone with your tc? what did you talk about?

never, i don’t even have his number.

20. if you had your tc’s class during quarantine, what were your zoom calls like? if not, have you spoken to your tc since quarantine?

i had his class, but there were no zoom calls, he just send us homework per email every week. i was back at school in july and i had his class a few times, i also passed him in the hallway often lmao

21. if you had the chance to go anywhere in the world with your tc, where would you go? what would you do?

somewhere with old architecture. i would love to visit a bookshop, a café, a museum and a theatre in general, but especially with him.

22. does your tc have any nicknames for you?

nope, tbh none of my teachers do that

23. have you ever cried in front of your tc? why? how did they react?

i almost did, but it might happen in the future lmao. again, personal problems

24. have you ever walked/drove to/from school with your tc?

not really, he comes from a different direction than i do, but we get to school almost at the same time everyday

25. do you know which teachers your tc is friends with at school? if so, do you like those teachers?

i have no idea, i just see him standing outside sometimes with other teachers

26. why does your tc’s voice sound like?

i can’t decribe it, but you can kinda hear his smile and happiness and it is so calming.

27. do you like your tc as a teacher? are they a good teacher?

he is the best. honestly everyone wants to have k, except that his tests are haaard as fuck. but his class is my fav. he manages to make it fun even if you’re not tht good while also keeping the class going.

28. does your tc prefer books, shows or movies?

i guess books?? once again, no idea. i wanna ask him for book recs tho

29. is your tc stern or easy going, in class?

he is quite stern while also keeping it humourous.

30. how would you describe you and your tc’s relationship?

well, i am his student and he’s my teacher. he is like a mentor/parental figure to me and u truly believe that he is one of the greatest humans i’ve met.

31. do you address your tc by their first or last name?

last name all the time

#tc #tcc #tc community #tc challenge #tc crush #tc feelings #k #jeannies thoughts #teacher crush #teacher crush community #teacher x student #male tc #male teacher crush #female student

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tellthemhowihope · 4 years

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1, 25, 45, 47 !!

hi dee!!! your new icon? IMMACULATE! I LOVE IT

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans?

i have one from pier 1 (rip) that’s got an N on it and it’s all fall themed and i love it very much! typically i’m also a huge fan of water bottles they just haven’t been as relevant to my life in the last three months

25. first song you remember hearing?

ohhhh ... this song my mom used to sing me as a lullaby when i was like 3? also probably like the bhajans from temple but i've never found my favorite one online lol

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero?

DEE I LIKE ALL OF THEM THIS IS HURTFUL

probably superhero tho... there’s a very specific brand of hope that it inspires

47. favorite type of cheese?

i like pepper jack! i actually don’t have very strong feelings towards cheese except that i don’t really like to just eat it plain

WEIRD ASKS THAT SAY A LOT

#sharing my opinions about cheese is intimidating #i feel like everyone i know is obsessed with it #i like it on things but like #it's not the same level obsession ig #i felt brave for sharing #thank you dee!#ask game #lovercas #asks #look mom i do have friends #dee tag

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Chocolate through Green Tea

BITCH!

chocolate: when was your first kiss?

- Very first from someone not family, I was 2. It was the neighbor boy and our parents caught it on camera. Boy just grabbed me and kissed my cheek.

hmmm I wonder what he’s been up to.

But my first “real” kiss was 2005, 8th grade, age 13.

french vanilla: how old are you?

……………………… I’m 26.

cotton candy: three places you want to travel to?

- Greece, Philippines, Tuscany

strawberry: a language you wish you could speak?

- Latin, Italian, Portuguese, French, Korean

coffee: favorite cosmetic brands?

- A lot of my makeup, at least what goes on my skin is from “IT Cosmetics” because it is all hypoallergenic and I have really sensitive skin on my face. I prefer MAC eyeliner.

As far as like other skin care, I use a lot of Aveeno face washes and such because again, sensitive skin. I also like “The Face Shop” products and I use lots of Rose Water based stuff and essential oils.

mint chocolate chip: indoors or outdoors?

- I enjoy both. It all depends on my mood, the weather, who I’m with. It’s all circumstantial.

cookie dough: do you play any instruments?

- Yea, I run my mouth a lot.

I played the viola in primary school and I can play a few bars of certain songs on the piano. I was more of a choir kid though (again, I run my mouth).

rocky road: favorite songs at the moment?

Blind - PRETTYMUCH

Play it Cool - Monsta X

butter pecan: favorite songs for life?

Honestly there are too many to name. Music is timeless.

cheesecake: what’s your zodiac sign?

toasted coconut: the beach or the pool?

- Beach

chocolate chip: what’s your most popular post?

hmmmm I really don’t know. Is there a way to find that out? lol

I know my Changkyun’s iconic English through the eras one was well liked.

chocolate marshmallow: favorite brands of candy?

I’m a freak for chocolate, especially Lindor, Godiva, Ghirardelli, and Ferero Rocher

bubblegum: books or movies?

pistachio: manga or anime?

- Anime

salted caramel: favorite movies?

The Green Mile; Now and Then; Dirty Dancing; Hope Floats; Practical Magic; Speed; Spirited Away; Howl’s Moving Castle; Save the Last Dance; If I Stay; Billy Elliot; Bring it On; Snow Piercer; Moulin Rouge; The Bone Collector; Juno

birthday cake: favorite books?

moose tracks: favorites for manga?

- Never read any

orange sherbet: favorites for anime?

- Do Ghibli movies count?

peanut butter: favorite academic subject?

- Psychology; Sociology; History; Anatomy

black raspberry: do you have any pets?

- Two demon hell spawn, cats. Their names are Thor and Loki

mango: when and why did you start your blog?

- This blog was after I remade like 5 months ago. I’ve had a lot of blogs. My first one was a human rights activism and social justice blog. I’ve been on Tumblr since like 2010.

mocha: ideal weather conditions?

black cherry: four words that describe you?

neapolitan: things that stress you out?

raspberry truffle: favorite kind of music?

- Literally can’t decide. I was raised on old school slow jams; classic country; classic rock; and oldies. I have the most eclectic music taste ever.

toffee: a card game that you’re good at?

- Gin Rummy

lemon custard: do you eat breakfast?

Yes, I usually have some form of eggs, toast and coffee every day.

dark chocolate: turn ons?

- humbleness; intelligence; sense of humor; tattoos; biting

fudge: turn offs?

- condescension; narrow-mindedness; rudeness; cockiness; self-entitlement

peach: how do you relax?

- Music, baths, and wine.

praline: a popular book you haven’t read yet?

- I never read any of the Hunger Games series. I don’t plan to either.

superman: do you like sweaters?

- I love love love them. Especially if they are oversized.

cherry: do you drink tea or coffee?

- COFFEE!

dulce de leche: an instrument you wish you could play?

- Acoustic guitar; piano

blackberry: have you ever laughed so hard you cried?

- Anytime I seriously all out laugh, I cry.

ginger: a new feature you wish tumblr could have?

- A functioning mobile app.

blueberry lemon: favorite blogs?

@serenzippity @kixkyun @kiheonsters @minyeoku @nctzbebe @djhyngwn @lovwonho @jooheonbot @middle-of-a-wonshua-sandwich @soocculents @dejoovu @jackseung @royalty-hyungwon @heonsta @tokyoseo @lunarkihyun @kihyunslips

almond: favorite mean girls quote?

“Aaaaaall, youuuuuSuckah emcee's ain't got nothin' on me!On my grades, on my lines. You can't touch Kevin G!I'm a Mathlete, so nerd is inferred.But forget what you heard,I'm like James Bond the Third.Sh-Sh-Shaken, not stirred. I'm Kevin Gnapoor.The G is silent when I sneak in your door,And make love to your woman on the bathroom floor.I don't play it like Shaggy. You'll know it was me.Cuz the next time you see her she be like "Ohhh! Kevin G!!!"

butterscotch: what color are your nails right now?

cinnamon: have you ever been confessed to?

- Why? You feeling lucky? ;)

blue moon: have you ever had a crush on someone?

- Uhm I’m gay, so yea.

cappuccino crunch: do you take naps?

- I nap whenever and wherever I can.

mint: the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?

- Got drunk and deep-throated a beer bottle on a dare

brownie batter: do you like sushi?

- No thank you please

key lime: where do you want to be right now?

- Somewhere golden and warm

red velvet: do you wear prescription glasses?

- I’m supposed to but I don’t listen

green tea: favorite flavors of ice cream?

- vanilla; espresso; Neapolitan; mint cookies and cream; butterfinger

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your-jellyfish-senpai · 6 years

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tagged by @gintokillua thank you so much, dear! :3

Rules: answer these questions then tag 20 blogs you’d like to know better

Nickname(s): syd, squid... that’s about it

Zodiac: libra; rat

Height: 6′1″

Time: 9:32pm

Favorite band/artist: either Bastille or Franz Ferdinand

Song stuck in my head: Icarus by Bastille

Last movie I saw: Honestly might have been Incredibles 2 (I don’t watch many movies...)

Last thing I googled: ichor

Other blogs: sweetautumnwine (writing), starrific-nonbinary (aesthetic), and three RP blogs lol

Do I get asks: occasionally!! i adore when i get notifications like that

Why’d I choose my username?: I’d finished rewatching Kuragehime and determined that I, too, love jellyfish and at the time I was a freshman in college so i was sUPER young and wanted to feel superior, I suppose lol

Following:��912 which is fewer than i thought. i need to go through the blogs i follow and unfollow some lmfao

Average amount of sleep: 7 probably

Lucky number: not really lucky but i love 7 and 13

What I’m wearing: black yoga pants and a shirt that says “whatever floats your boat” above an image of three boats xD

Dream job: travel writer

Dream trip: Japan probably but also Europe (generally... i wanna go everywhere)

Favorite food: sushi, salad, pickles

Play any instruments?: long ago I used to play the guitar! but as of right now, not at all

Eye color: hazel (green/brown)

Hair color: mousy brown

Languages you can speak: english and that’s all bc america and i’m lazy >.>

Most iconic song?: Little Lion Man by Mumford and Sons was what first came to mind

Random fact: I have a few “odd” collections including animal bones, music boxes, and paint samples. My bone collection is currently just deer bones, but I’m hoping to add to it iN A NOT CREEPY WAY I SWEAR.

Describe yourself as aesthetic things: oh god okay. campfires (especially cinders floating in the air), fireflies, sunflowers, night sky, scent of vanilla, piano music, empty theaters, barren trees in winter, & rose wine in tinted glasses.

I’m tagging: @inkspillsnotebook @kimievii @lena-bean & anyone else who would like to do it (tag me!) and also if i’ve 1. done this before and 2. tagged you in this before i apologize xD

#gintokillua #thank you so much for tagging me!!!! :D <3 #about me #tagged

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thedeviljudges · 6 years

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i saw rumblings recently about a s3 spoiler confirming that a billy/karen hookup would actually happen. have you seen this as well or now there to be any truth to it? i can't see stranger things going there. there's an innocence to the show. it revolves mainly around a bunch of young teens and therefore have a large kid demographic. i don't see the duffer bros. risking driving them away.

To answer your question, it’s really all up in the air on where they take the show. Even if they give away “spoilers” or talk about the show, they’re definitely not going to reveal anything too major early on. I feel like the quote is just a general idea but not set in stone. Doesn’t mean it’s not annoying as hell if it turns out to be true. I sorta wish I was around to follow the “spoilers” and discussions the Duffers had about season two while the show was in pre-production because then I might’ve been able to get a sense on whether what they were giving out to media was anything close to how season two turned out to be or not.

Although, I think I can definitely see them taking it that far. The reason why is because they’ve already implied multiple times that the older teens have sex. The use of language in the show is an indicator of the audiences the show is geared towards, and they already gave direct flirtation between Karen and Billy and weren’t hesitant to even imply that it could happen – the fact that they included it as a scene is reason enough to believe that they have the guts to go there imo.

I wanted to actually do some digging into the quotes, though, because I’ve seen it around, but I’ve not seen the sources for them. (I really wish people would link articles instead of just posting a screenshot, lmao. If someone can or wants to, feel free to link me).

In my search, I found this quote from Cara who plays Mrs. Wheeler; sounds to me like she’s hesitant?? idk. I added the first two quotes, especially from Dacre given the fact that it shows you how unplanned the duffers are about their characters? That’s not to say everything should be done before filming but uh, I’ve never seen that quote by Dacre, and that’s a little, lol.

Anyway, I wasn’t able to find any other prominent article about Billy hooking up with Karen aside for the two listed, but then again, I don’t have a lot of time to really search it up right now. These aren’t entirely relevant to your question, I guess, but idk. I thought they were interesting enough to include, if only for quote purposes.

Quotes from articles:

Cara Buono—who plays Mrs. Wheeler—is on board with seeing where her character's flirtation with Billy might lead ("I mean, sure," she told us), she's more excited to get to the root of Karen's discontentment. "I think [the Duffer brothers] have been talking about tapping into really who she is," she revealed. "Is she more than just the 'happy' homemaker? Why is she married to Ted? There's not a lot there. The tension is just there in the writing. We are kind of that married couple where if you're married for a while there all those little arguments and little things that get to you. That's kind of where they are." xx

Montgomery was the first to weigh in. Seeing as he plays new character Billy, it stands to reason that he might not come back after the season finale. Not only did Montgomery reveal that his character's fate is a little up in the air, but he also said they'd begun discussing how to move forward. "I can't speak for anybody else, because of this big cliffhanger for Billy, there were a lot of discussions about a continuation and a past," Montgomery teased. "A past and a future for Billy. Like, where he's come from came later in the game, and then, where he's going became a discussion near the end of filming, for sure." xx

There’s also that whole sitch between Billy and Mrs. Wheeler (Mike’s mom) to contend with. “I think it’d be hot… Ted [her husband] is not satisfying her,” Matt Duffer said, with Ross Duffer adding, “She’s lonely; if you notice she always has a glass of wine!” xx

As for that now-iconic cookie moment with Mrs. Wheeler? Everyone is hoping for a hook-up in season three. "I feel like the word needs that," Levy said during Beyond Stranger Things.

"I think it'd be hot...Ted is not satisfying her," Matt said, with Ross adding, "She's lonely, if you notice she always has a glass of wine!" xx

#x #also quotes in articles can be so hard to trust sometimes #that's why i was trying to look up a credible source for the quote #and i dont have time to go digging further rip #karen wheeler #billy hargrove #stranger things #Anonymous #answered

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coolgirl · 7 years

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Fic recs masterpost

ok so i used to have a lot of fics masterposts on my old blog and people keep asking for recs + i wont be able to upddate them or anything anymore so i decided to just move them all to this blog

under the cut: AUS / arkham knight / jaykyle / jayroy / robin!jason / gen / angst fics

*: last added (april 4) // for some reason the links arent working so go to jasontodd.tumblr.com/ficrecs for the links, sorry!

AUS

The Virtue of Revenge | young justice au with jason as red x making his own team with roy, starfire, raven, and others. i love it, even if it has shaky moments and stuff pls give it a chance.

crystal silence creeping down | young justice/lost days au

Flicker from View | another young justice au

Live to Rise | yes. you guessed it. young justice au.

Collide & Convergence | au where post crisis jason goes to the young justice universe

The Changeling Sequence | series where jason meets damian before he went to gotham. The last part is a wip that i doubt will ever get updated again, so uh be careful. read only the first or second part and forget about the third.

The Drag of Fate | au where jason is lady shiva’s son as well. Part of a series, which i also highly recommend but idk if they would be au as well

heavy on the heart | another jason and cass are bio siblings. A+.

Didymous | cass and jason are twins.

repairing the world | i dont know how to explain this series.. its an au and really really good. Jason doesn’t appear in all the pieces.

just go | jayroy, wings au

In the Shadows (of Who We Used to Be) | jayroy, black widow & hawkeye au

The Family (or how Jason Todd was adopted by the Avengers) | marvel crossover

bad boys bad boys (whatcha gonna dooo) ♫ | jason is damian’s batman. iconic fic imo.

Rise (And Try Not to Fall) | star wars au

A Bird in Morning | bruce finds jason when he’s at the hospital after crawling out of his grave

Moment Between | ghost jason & ghost martha and thomas wayne

We’re not in Crime Alley Anymore | au where jason was younger when bruce took him (and he didnt become robin)

Perhaps The World Ends Here | marvel crossover, future jaykyle

Batten Down the Hatches | a few different aus here. young justice + helena wayne

My Brother's Keeper | jason & damian knew each other from before + damian arrives to gotham just for jason

When the Moon Found the Sun | main story is clark/bruce but it’s preetty cute. soulmates au.

Between the Light and the Dark* | damian & jason uuhm i cant remember what this one was about per se bc im reading like 5487 similar fics but yeah

Two Dead Birds | time travel stuff

Red Blood, Blue Blood | jason (and the rest of the batkids) are bruce’s biological kids, yeah i wasnt a big fan of the premise at first either but its gud

Rebirth | talia & jason, mind the warnings

you belong among the wildflowers | kate n renee adopt jason instead of bruce

We're the warriors of tomorrow | Cass, Jason and Damian meet while with the League of Shadows

Can You Hear Me? | ghost jason

to death's other kingdom I will not go | bruce makes it on time au

The Ties That Bind | The pit restores Jason's body but not his mind, Ra's makes him one of his assassins and Talia adopts him as her own.

death’s outlet song of life* | the gordons find jason before the events of lost days

reflections on shattered mirrors.* | talia & jason stuff

Come Alive* | young justice s3 based

A Path Upon The Ground* | au from lost days, eddie and jason meet again

ARKHAM VERSE

If He Had Come & the sequel Desiderium | au where bruce rescued jason before he could become the arkham knight.

the roads we know

this gun needs no bullets

JASON & BRUCE CENTRIC (not romantic)

Quack | this one is so crackish but so so cute i love it, robin jason

If He Had Come & sequel Desiderium | arkham knight verse and its so good and has a lot of bruce & jason feels

Neverland / Keep Lying To Me | deaged/ little jason from another universe.. sad and cute

Icarus and Bubble Gum | fluff, robin jason

Knock On Death’s Door | bit of both but not so so so angst, red hood jason

dead and dying things | au

In Memoriam | angst, trying to fix their relationship, red hood jason

If the Fates Allow | angst, red hood jason

The D-Word | fluff kind of.. red hood jason

This Place We Built With Grace and Guilt | angst angst angst, red hood jason

I Love You | robin jason, fluff

Wayward Birds | fluff and angst, robin jason

yesterday’s gone, yeah it went away (i’ve been lost but i’m here today) | another trying to fix their relationship fic, its cute and sad

We’re not in Crime Alley Anymore | au where jason was younger when bruce took him (and he didnt become robin)

Little Absences | sad, robin & red hood

Schrödinger's Honest Man | sad, drugs tw, absolute fave

White Christmas | bruce & robin!jason

Frozen History | de-age

Stargazer | jason n bruce patching their relationship.. its iconic

Unconventional Family Reunions | bvs setting

Prompt: Trapped | mind the warnings

Safe In My Arms

The Failures of Reverse Engineering | ghhm not really bruce & jason maybe?

to death's other kingdom I will not go | bruce saves jason au

points of impact | glass case get fucked

is it my fault? (we've been missing each other)*

waiting for you. *

The Little Things*

World's Finest* | my uwus my uwus have fallen everywhere

JAYKYLE (all iconic)

In Which Kyle Confesses The Same Thing Six Times

milk and honey

Batman vs Space Bureaucracy

deadlock

attention to detail

tempest in a teapot

violet tendencies

no love, no glory (no hero in his skies)

keep the door open for me

waffles and war

The Art of Subtlety (jason lives au)

Perhaps The World Ends Here | marvel crossover, future jaykyle

Riding in Batcars with Boys

boy, you fill my lungs with sweetness

no chance, no way, i won't say it (no, no)

a change in the atmosphere

invitation to commitment

Overexposed

i deserve that, don't i, some sort of blazing love that i can live with

i won't say

The water is always warmest at dawn

JAYROY (all iconic too)

sleepless

Countdown

just go (wings au)

Unspoken

(for thy love is) better than wine (E)

Rooftops

Dick Wolf is a Really Funny Name

A headache isn’t always a bad thing

sad eyes, bad guys, mouth full of white lies [high school au]

kairosclerosis

The Night They Met

march down an empty street (like a ship into the storm) *

Archange de la mort (rallume ton flambeau) * | hic warning lol

this time, the loser wins | steph & jason centric though

So Baby Come Light Me Up *

Little Talks *

All the light is never ending, much like you and I; *

Don't let me go, for I feel I may fall * | soulmates au

Something Reckless *

OTHERS

how to make a home. * | some eddie/jason if you squint, rose/eddie/jason team up

This Car Ain't Big Enough For The Both Of Us* | could be read as jayconnor :3

Robin/young!Jason

The Art of Subtlety | jason lives au, jaykyle

Little Absences | sad, robin & red hood

I Love You | robin jason, fluff

Wayward Birds | fluff and angst, robin jason

Icarus and Bubble Gum | fluff, robin jason

Quack | this one is so crackish but so so cute i love it, robin jason

we were not tragedies | jason & babs, read warnings

Heavy Home | gen, alfred & jason

Good News (No One Mourns the Wicked) | Jason & steph & damian. harold they’re dead (kinda robin!jason??)

Love Yourself (So No One Has To) | good amazing au with some selina & jason (not really.. robin but it starts as robin!jason i guess?)

Moment Between | ghost jason & ghost martha and thomas wayne

We’re not in Crime Alley Anymore | au where jason was younger when bruce took him (and he didnt become robin)

Tired & Laundry | kinda au, read tw!

Smoke | jason & jim gordon

White Christmas | bruce & robin!jason

is it my fault? (we've been missing each other)* | mix of present and past jason

Sidekick*

waiting for you.* | technically baby jason

The Little Things*

World's Finest* | oh this one.. my uwus

GEN

hold on to what we are, hold on to your heart | gen, Barbara & Jason friendship. Some dinahbabs & jayroy

gotta give the boy points | gen, absolute fave

Strangers in Nothing but Name | marvel crossover, side steve/bucky

If He Had Come | Desiderium | Arkham Verse, gen

I can’t think up a good name for this | young justice verse, gen apart from canon relationships

A Better Thesis | gen, p short but i loved it

The F-Word | gen, batboys being batboys

until i’m in my grave | gen, wip

Robins United | gen, batkids bonding, except for cass, thats my only complaint

Free of Dogma | gen, canon divergence, marvel crossover w Jason & Bucky

bad boys bad boys (whatcha gonna dooo) ♫ | au where damian is jasons robin and not dick’s, obviously damian & jason brotp.

Heavy Home | gen, alfred & jason

In the Shadow of Two Gunmen | gen, Marvel crossover

Flicker from View | side Barbara/Dick, young justice verse

I Love You | gen, Bruce & Jason

how to hide a stray resurrected superhero from your parents/parental figure | au, jason & tim friendship kinda

One For The Road | Jason/Roy/Koriand’r but its SO cute

Baby, It’s Cold Outside | gen, Dick & Jason

The (Family) Doctor’s Appointment | gen, batboys bonding

The Family (or how Jason Todd was adopted by the Avengers) | marvel crossover, gen

Reason | wip, gen, canon divergence

Soliloquy | gen, tim & Jason brotp, and really cute batfam moments

Red As The Shadow Of Death | gen, young justice/under the red hood verse

Give Yourself a Chance | gen, duke & Jason & leslie brotpish

homecoming | outlaws brotp fic, could be considered shippy if you want to

And I Said What About Breakfast at Tiffany’s | jason & steph

Of Bats and the Forsaken | jason & all the batkids, side steph/cass and jay/roy if you squint

this is a long drive (for three robins who don’t agree on much) | no capes au, steph & jason & damian, background tim/tam

The Dying of the Light | marvel crossover, bucky & jason, canon divergence

Cat | selina & jason, catlad au

Killing for Love | cass & jason, au where jason was lady shivas son

Keep Lying To Me | de-aged au, just heartbreaking imo, cursed fic

The Social Habits of Robin | gen, batboys. Where_is_cass.jpg tho

Steph and Jay’s Excellent Adventures | series, Steph & Jason

Neverland | jason & batkids, young!jay travels to the future. sad asad sad

on a thin chain of moments and something like faith | gen, jason & cass & steph mostly. really good

Good News (No One Mourns the Wicked) | Jason & steph & damian. harold they’re dead

In a Parallel Life | batboys focused, it has amazing dialogue, dynamics, and characterization. It’s only missing Cass and the rest of the girls.

repairing the world | series, not everything is about the batfam.

Born to Run (Born to Rise) | Jason & Talia having a mother/son relationship reblog if you agree

Live to Rise | it updated again p recently so yay! young justice verse

To Save a Dying City | jason + other people

Let’s Have Some Fun This Beat Is Sick | mostly damian centric

Movie Night: The Mummy | read trigger warnings, batboys

The Trading Chain | not jason centric, but it has cass being older than jason and calling him “little brother” so noice

we sure know how to run free | jason & cass

Yesterday’s Voices | bruce loses his memory au

Nests and Cages series | read trigger warnings

Roots | barbara centric, really good plot and characterization

Love Yourself (So No One Has To) | good amazing au with selina & jason

Retrograde Motion | de aged jason au

Provenance | mostly roy centric, bruce fucks oliver’s life for what he did to roy. iconic

Schrödinger's Honest Man | sad, drugs tw, absolute fave

Batten Down the Hatches | a few different aus here. young justice + helena wayne

My Brother's Keeper | jason & damian knew each other from before + damian arrives to gotham just for jason

White Christmas | bruce & robin!jason

until i'm in my grave v2 | this one is already mentioned in this post BUUUT the writer started rewriting it so!

Frozen History | de-age

Stargazer | jason n bruce patching their relationship.. its iconic

show me yesterday, for i can’t find today | time travel au

Warm Enough | alfred & jay fluff

Parallels | mia & jason team up

Legacy | reverse robins, not jason centric but hes there alright.. i think.. i cant remember :D

What are the words I'm forbidden to say?* | damian & jay fluff

Cracked Foundation| jason n damian

Cat's Cradle | more jason n damian

spaces in between | damian & jason again

When the lights go out | damian & jason, theres a pattern here

in my head, i do everything right | some jason & steph

is it my fault? (we've been missing each other)* | past & future jason

life, if well lived* | jason travels back in time and meets martha & thomas wayne

In Charge * | babie jason

Pyrrhic victory* | jason & damian stuff

Twists and Turns* | more jason & damian bonding

Of Brothers and Batcows* | guess what.. yes! more jason & damian

This Car Ain't Big Enough For The Both Of Us* | jason & connor.. say no more!

First Gear* | back to jason & damian please read this.. damian tries to teach jason to drive

changing, falling, fading (please watch over me)* | jason bonds with damian & steph

ANGST

Through the Valley of the Shadow of Death [read the trigger warnings!!]

in the repairing the world series there are a lot of fics dealing with jason, tho Warm Enough ugh not all are centered around him. I would say read Escalation | Coup de Grâce | Interlude for the rh!jason arc, and Tired & Laundry for robin!jason. [also read trigger warnings]

Countdown | jason/roy]

those six days [trigger warnings again!!!]

Call | angst

the tune without the words | kind of character study from jim gordon’s pov

Unspoken | jason/roy, really angsty if you remember how red hood arsenal ended

If He Had Come & Desiderium | arkham knight verse, read trigger warnings!

Reason | on hiatus :/

hold on to what we are, hold on to your heart | this is my favorite ever.. read trigger warnings

Heavy Home | alfred & jason

until i’m in my grave [trigger warnings!]

Keeping Broken Pieces Together

Monsters | marvel crossover

gotta give the boy points | this one please!!!! another fav. read trigger warnings

The weight of it [trigger warnings!]

Live to Rise | young justice verse

Neverland | THIS ONE IS PURE ANGST!!! please its so sad..

Keep Lying To Me | this one has some angsty scenes too im sad emoji

hangman is coming down from the gallows | some angst

Movie Night: The Mummy | read trigger warnings, batboys

Love Yourself (So No One Has To)

All in the Blood [read trigger warnings]

Little Absences

Stargazer | jason n bruce patching their relationship.. its iconic

Rebirth * | mind the warnings and its really. sad.

The Failures of Reverse Engineering *

Eternal Soliloquy * | sad sad

throw me a lifeline (I might even catch it) *

changing, falling, fading (please watch over me) * | jason & steph & dami angst

#dc: fic #i'm posting from phone so if its fucked.. that's why #if the read more doesn't work i'll fix it tomorrow

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