#this is about the great gatsby but also a lot of other things
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GMMMMM!!!!! I was hoping you could write a battinson x reader about their wedding? Maybe something just super soft and fluffy, WE LACK BATTINSON WEDDING CONTENT
❝wedding headcanons with bruce wayne❞
pairing: battinson!bruce wayne x gn!reader.
cw: fluff, established relationship, marriage, mention of alcohol.
words: 2k.
oh ABSOLUTELY
alright, walk with me
I’m imagining that bruce is a bit older if he’s getting married because. let’s be honest. getting this man to settle down right now would be like wrangling a hellhound
not because he doesn’t fantasize about it. trust me, he has, but you really are in a polygamous relationship with gotham during your first few years together LMAO
I think bruce had an idea of what his wedding would be like when he was younger
probably a small, traditional wedding. something that his parents had
but at some point, when bruce becomes conscious of his position in society (and just how many people are gonna wanna come to this thing), he figures out it’s probably gonna be a big deal
bruce... does not like that
I don’t think that he has a problem with a big wedding, but he does know if he has one, he’s going to have to adhere to the social rules of the upper echelon
and that means inviting people he doesn’t particularly Like
again, he does not like that
but the thing abt these social rules is that if you tell him you’re not comfortable, if you tell him you don’t like someone, if you tell him you don’t want someone there, he won’t give a FUCK about their feelings
bruce does not care about the fanfare. this day is for you and him as far as he’s concerned
this is also why I think during the planning stage he’d be the kind of husband to just hand you his wallet and tell you to go ape shit
but he’s not that kind of guy. he isn’t some disinterested husband just pawning off all the hard work onto you because he doesn’t want to do anything
it’s like I said, he only cares about you
if you want to go great gatsby and throw the party of the year? go crazy!
if you want something on an island beach? he’ll bring sunglasses!
if you want to walk up to the courthouse, pay for your marriage license, and take him to bed right after? do you, babey. or him. in this case
I think the only thing bruce would have any strong feelings about is the color scheme
I’m sorry, you know he’s going to want a lot of dark, gothic elements
he will feel so out of place if you guys did anything outside of his color palette LMAO
he’s not afraid of getting fancy, he just needs things to be on Brand
that being said, I think he would really like if you had the wedding in a cathedral
I mean the acoustics with a choir singing as you walk down the aisle would just be heavenly
I’m just picturing the cathedral in the movie with white roses and ivy everywhere!! the sun streaming in through the windows!!! the choir on either side of the altar singing so beautifully while bruce watches you approach that he can’t help but start crying!!! ahhhhH!!!
I also saw a couple do this and thought it was really sweet
so instead of doing the whole not seeing each other before the wedding thing, the couple dressed each other the day of
just imagining the intimacy of slowly waking up the morning of the wedding in bed with bruce, letting him stroke your back as you lay on his chest
you’re both a little nervous but all that comes out in giggles and silly jokes to calm each other down
then taking a shower together, washing bruce’s hair for him, getting distracted because he starts kissing down your back and oh how time flies
sharing breakfast that you both made in your underwear because alfred took dick and left you two the house for the weekend because I’d also like to imagine that at this point, robin is part of the family
(and is enjoying his weekend with grandpa alfred. and definitely hasn’t learned any alarming offensive tactics since he’s been away)
bruce putting on a record and dancing with you in the living room to “practice” for later
helping each other into your clothes, brushing hair out of the way and reminding the other where they left their shoes/earrings/cologne
bruce driving you to the cathedral and only parting ways so that you can hurry in the back door because the front is PACKED with paparazzi
alfred is bruce’s best man and is just smug as a bastard when he notices bruce’s little ticks that he’s starting to get nervous
dick is the ringbearer because of COURSE he is
I just love the idea of little dick grayson whispering “I got your six, batman 😎” when he comes up to the altar and bruce has to cough over him because there are like. several people in the vicinity that do not! know that!
he’s got his hair gelled back to high heaven with a cute little suit on that he definitely wasn’t bribed to wear by alfred that morning
I also don’t think dressing you before the wedding diminishes the impact of seeing you walk down the aisle
I think that your morning together would only solidify just how many mornings you two would have from now on, and it would make him emotional knowing that this is just the beginning?? that he can actually call you his in a whole new way???
bruce’s vows... he’s so emotional about them.
he’s asked for help from literally everyone he knows, especially selina because she has such a way with words
vows are kinda tricky for bruce because to him, he wants to just be saying this to you. he doesn’t want to entertain anyone else
how is he supposed to summarize how deeply you move him—how eternally bound he is to you in body and soul—in a way that doesn’t feel like he’s putting on a show for the audience? he doesn’t care about any of that. all he cares about is you
he keeps falling into the trap of “they know how much I love them, don’t they?”
but one thing selina tells him to do is just try writing for you, then
just sit down and word vomit. even if it’s silly, even if you already know it, even if it’s embarrassing
and one night he finds you asleep in bed with a book on your chest, clearly having fallen asleep on accident with just the lamplight illuminating you
at first, he drops into the chair beside the bed and just sits and watches you for a few moments. your book rising and falling with every breath, your body half snuggled into the sheets, the little noises you make as you dream
but then his eyes start welling up and it’s like. all those words just come flowing out of him
he grabs his journal and is frantically writing everything down, not worried about making sense. he just wants to say what he’s thinking before it escapes him
maybe at some point, you wake up to find him furiously jotting everything down and you ask what he’s writing about
and he kinda panics because he doesn’t want you to see exactly what he’s writing
it’s all a mess! it’s ugly! not pretty or articulate or clean at all
and it’s not like he’s never a mess before you. you’ve seen every part of him: the good, the bad, the ugly. you’ve never turned away before
it’s just that sometimes... he hesitates
but before he can think of an excuse, you smile and slip out of bed
lean over him and kiss his forehead
“must be important, I’ll leave you to it. how ‘bout I make us something warm to drink?”
and the hesitation melts away
he doesn’t end up telling you. he closes his journal and tucks it on the nightstand and knows that you would never look, never break his trust like that, but if you saw what he said... he wouldn’t mind
when you come back, you two crawl into bed with warm tea and fall asleep together this time
I like to think that he once met up with selina on a rooftop so he could run his draft by her askjsdkjf
selina is a BRUTAL editor but she’s really good at it
and eventually she approves of his last draft and he’s like. yippee!! I’m free!! worst fucking experience of my life!!!
he’s fiiiiiine selina’s not that mean
but it was hard!!
and when you’re both at that altar and he admits his vows aren’t very long, it’s not a surprise to anyone that bruce “man of few words” wayne struggled with what to say
but that’s not it
because if they really knew bruce, they’d know that no matter how little he says, he means every word.
and there’s this one line that sort of encompasses a promise he’d made to himself long ago and now is making to you. out loud
“you’re a good thing that I don’t think I deserve, but I want to. so I am and will continue to make sure that I am a man that does. for the rest of our life.”
and all those years of never letting himself enjoy a good thing are unspoken between the two of you, your wedding a testament to his change of heart
it’s also just kind of cemented when he says “our life”. you really aren’t getting rid of him, now
NOW THE RECEPTION
I saw this on pinterest and I just. I think it would be so beautiful
a reception in a greenhouse!! surrounded by plants and candlelight!!
at night!!
this would be the more intimate gathering with just family and friends
if I may. be a Twihard for like TWO seconds
consider: flightless bird, american mouth for your first dance
I think it would be so nice... it’s a really pretty song.... ok moving on
I don’t think bruce would be very interested in. um. certain reception traditions but again, man will do whatever you ask him to
if you happen to be wearing garters and want to do a garter toss. I suppose he will participate.
right after sending out a signal that bricks every phone within a 200 mile radius
BUT TOASTS
man is all red in the face from laughing so hard, you’ve never seen him have this much fun with more than two people in the room
the toast is a lot less put together when it’s his turn, I think bruce is just so full of love and comfort being surrounded by people he knows well that he has an easier go of it
he doesn’t drink since he’s not a fan of alcohol, but you know he’s fuckin up a bottle of sparkling cider
if you choose to drink, he will be happy to escort you throughout the night
can see drunk you asking him to help you into a bathroom stall and he’s just standing there in the doorway making sure you don’t slip and fall into the toilet
at some point though, he WILL replace ur drinks with shirley temples
he’s not trying to cramp ur style but like. alfred will take a picture if you vomit and he will put it in the family photo album and show it every year on your anniversary and if you try to destroy it you will find he has made an infinite number of copies
by the end of the night, you’re both back at home helping each other out of your clothes in the same lazy way as you did the morning of the wedding
brushing your teeth together in the sink, washing each other’s faces, slipping into more comfortable clothes
by the time you both collapse into bed, bruce is so full of. love! and light. he’s still got a smile on his face that he’s had since the beginning of the night and it’s so different
you’ll crawl onto his chest and ask him if he’s happy, if he got everything he could have wanted out of today
he’ll press a kiss to your minty lips, still smiling like a fool, “I got to marry you, didn’t I?”
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JOANNA'S FAMILY NEEDS HELP
A new Greater Gatsby is out today, and even though she's not in this particular episode, now's a great time to talk about Fig and Ford's very own Claudette Knickerbocker, the fabulous Joanna Sotomura, who among other things has elevated quite a few Tin Can and Shipwrecked projects with her wonderful talents.
Joanna is from Hawaii, and her family owns a Christmas store in Maui. The store's employees, all residents of Maui, have been greatly impacted by the horrific wildfires, many losing their homes, and Joanna's family has set up a GoFundMe to help them rebuild their lives from the ashes. You can even keep your donation from being publicly listed if you so choose.
In order to avoid opportunistic scammers, people are understandably being encouraged to send their donations to established, well-known organizations, so more private fundraisers like this one will not be getting the bulk of the attention. But since we know Joanna and that this is not a scam, it is a great way to help in the aftermath of Maui and know exactly where your money is going--into the pockets of these everyday people devastated by a horrible tragedy.
If you're looking to cast a wider net, I'd also highly recommend the Maui Food Bank, the Maui Strong Fund, or the Maui Humane Society if you want to help out some furry friends.
I know times are hard and money is tight. I mean, I'm working two jobs and still barely making my meager ends meet. But at least I have an apartment/home to stress over paying the rent for. A lot of the people of Maui can no longer say the same.
If you haven't already, please help if you can!
#joanna sotomura#the wayward guide for the untrained eye#headless: a sleepy hollow story#emma approved#fig and ford#the case of the gilded lily#the case of the greater gatsby#maui#maui wildfires
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The Great Gatsby
Word Count: 2922
Genre: Fluff
Pairing: Bang Chan x gn!reader
Requested: No.
Summary: Chan throws a party a while after not seeing you.
Warnings / Contains: Alcohol consumption; language; dialogue heavy; lots of characters.
A/N: Omg, where do I start? Hi! I'm back and seemingly writing again, lol. Anyway. This is my first fic for Stray Kids. I wrote it just for fun...I wasn't really sure where I was going with it & I just ended up with this. So. Bon appétit. Not sure if you can tell, but I'm a multistan.🤣 Primarily a Stay. I wanted to write something fun and wholesome and fluffy. This is the start of something wonderful! I'm thinking of making this into a loose sort of series? Hm, we'll see. Let me know if you want a part 2, and I'll think about it! Thank you for reading, and enjoy! 💕 Feedback welcome.🤍
You knock on the door of Chan's place, loud enough that it's heard over the blaring music. It opens, and you're faced with an excited expression.
"Y/n! You made it!"
"Hey, Sungie!" you greet Jisung, followed by a warm hug. "I had to see my favourite guy."
"Me or Chan?" he asks with smirk.
Sigh. Okay. So here's the thing.
You and Chan have been friends for...well, enough time. But a small part of you wishes you were more. Okay, fine. A big part of you. See, you caught feelings. But this is your friend you're talking about...you can't ruin your friendship after so many years. Even if you did want to risk it everytime you were with him.
You rolled your eyes, anticipating the familiar endless teasing.
Everyone knew, it seemed. But if Chan was part of "everyone", you didn't know. He certainly didn't act like it.
You walked in and began greeting the rest of your friends. The usual ones were there - that is, the members of Stray Kids, along with a few personal mutual friends - and also a handful of people you didn't know. Other idols, including but not limited to those of JYPE, and friends of friends. It wasn't packed to the brim but it wasn't a small gathering either. A decent enough crowd for it to be considered a party, and for the house to be full.
Of course, knowing the Kids for as long as you did, you knew most of the idols here so you weren't as intimidated as you thought you'd be. Sure, you still got starstruck from time to time. But you were familiar with the JYP family; had befriended them even. You suppose that's the perks of being such a close friend of the Kids. So much so that you're playfully referred to as the 9th member...except you can't sing or dance. Or rap. Or do pretty much any of the extraordinary things they do on a daily. But you still somehow platonically seduced all of them. How? You didn't know, but you didn't care either. This was your family.
After hugging all your friends who you could find at arm's length, you started settling down and adjusting to the atmosphere. Minho handed you a cup and just winked when you asked what was in it. Oh, you were in for it tonight!
"Y/n!!"
You whipped your head around at the familiar voice. There was Chan, bounding towards you with his own cup and his loose fitted tank top. He placed the cup down and lifted you up, spinning you around and sloshing half of your own drink onto the floor.
"Oops! I'll clean that up later," he laughed.
"Channie! I've missed you. How have you been?"
"Great! Except I've really missed you too."
"I know, I'm sorry. Studying has been crazy. I'm here now, though! Catch me up, guys," you say turning to the others.
He threw his arm around you as you drained your cup and then flopped onto the couch, with half of the Kids surrounding you - specifically Minho, Han, Felix and Hyunjin - and also Ryujin, Yeji and Chaeryeong.
You all started talking non-stop about anything and everything, laughing at the most stupidest things. You know, standard feature.
"Oh my gosh, Somi!!!" you suddenly burst out excitedly, leaping off the couch.
You half-skipped-half-ran to your best friend as you giggled together and embraced, jumping up and down.
"Didn't you guys hang out last week?" Hyunjin asked with a weird look on his face, hiding his amusement.
"Yeah but this is my best friend in the whole woooorld!" Somi said as she rocked you side to side, still in an embrace.
"Also how would you know, Jinnie? Do you stalk us?" you asked.
"Ooooooh, he probably stalks all of us," Chaeryeong teased.
"Eww," Hyunjin said with his classic disgusted face. "I saw it on your story, Y/n. Yours is the only one I check all the time...since we're best friends and all you know. Or maybe not..." he ends dramatically.
"Oh shit," says Han.
You roll your eyes, laughing at the constant competition between Hyunjin and Somi.
"You're my guy best friend, Jinnie. Somi is my girl. You know this."
"Yeah, I'm her girl," Somi teases, wiggling her eyebrows. She makes playful kissy faces at your cheek and you turn around last minute, making her kiss you on the lips. Everyone bursts out laughing, and somewhere in the room you hear a cat whistle. It makes you and Somi double over laughing, not fazed at all by your friendly flirty dynamic.
Chan stands up again and pulls both you and Somi into a hug.
"I gotta go say hi to a few more people, I'll be right back," he says looking at you.
"Wait!" Felix shouts. He runs to pull you, Chan and Somi into his arms. "Group hug!"
You pull him into your arms at the sight of his happy face and everyone leaps up from their respective places on the floor and the couch until your face is buried in Chan's chest and you can't breathe, let alone lift your head up. All you hear is cheers going up as people start to randomly join, and you giggle wondering how drunk everyone is. When the hug eventually ends, everyone's moods lifted even higher than before, you and Somi part as the rest do the same, all going to mingle.
"So...I saw how he had his arm around you," Somi says, bumping your shoulder.
"Ugh, it doesn't mean anything...but I loved it so much, Som! Like...I just wanna stay like that. I'm lovesick. I need another drink if I'm gonna get through this night."
"Already on it," she laughs, pouring you a drink. "But we gotta take a shot first!"
As she pours the shot, Sana and Dahyun come over with Jackson Wang from China (as you lovingly call him) and more hugs ensue.
"Shots? Count us in!" says Jackson.
You all take a shot together...and then another one. Hey, you may not party much (like, at all), but when you do...you DO.
Next you know, Sana is grabbing your hand and Dahyun is leading you outside onto the makeshift dance floor (the lawn). Everyone is vibing and jumping up and down and busting out their best (and worst) moves all over the yard and you can't help but join in on the fun. You dance (is that what you call it?) with your friends surrounding you, all letting loose and having a fun time, their idol masks surrendered. You can't remember the last time you had this much fun. At some point, Changbin and Chan join in, and Changbin grabs your hand and dips you, making you squeal. You hold him tightly around his neck and drop a hand to his bicep, squeezing there.
"I've been working out!" he shouts over the music with a huge grin. He knows how much you love feeling his muscles up, and he loves how much you do. It's become something of an inside joke between you.
"I can tell! They're even bigger than last time!"
"You're drooling, Y/n!" shouts Chan. "What about me?"
Changbin lifts you up again and you bound up to Chan, squeezing his bicep too. You make a show of thinking hard.
"It needs more work!" you say, stifling a laugh.
Chan pouts, making you fail at holding your laugh back. He laughs too then, grabbing your hand. You relish at the feeling of his hand in yours, and next thing you know, you're running behind Chan, following him inside the house and up the stairs. He stops outside one of the closed bedrooms, the both of you breathing hard.
"I really did miss you," he says softly, but loud enough for you to hear over the music and laughter. He pulls you into a tight hug then, and you blink out of shock.
"Are you drunk?" you giggle.
"A little. But I missed you when I was sober. And I'll miss you when I'm wasted. And hungover too. And then sober again."
You laugh and boop his nose. "I missed you too, Channie." You dip your head to hide your face before saying the next part. "More than you'll ever know..."
"Yeah?" He looks at you like he genuinely wants to know.
"Yeah...yeah, of course."
The two of you are silent for a bit after that, just staring at each other. It's a comfortable silence. The type you always have with him.
He clears his throat. "I, uhm. I...how drunk are you?"
"Surprisingly not drunk at all," you say honestly. "Tipsy...but I'm fine. You?"
"Not drunk enough," he laughs. "I'm still okay."
"Good."
"I'm asking because...well...I wanted to tell you something."
"Good or bad?" you ask nervously.
He laughs just as nervously, rubbing the back of his head. "It depends..."
"Yeah?"
"I uhm..." he trails off, stepping closer to you.
Your heart is beating so far out your chest, you think he can see it.
"I don't know how to say it. But I-...we're friends, right? Good friends?"
You're about to answer when suddenly-
"CHAN HYUNG!"
You're interrupted by Minho's yelling, and you make a mental note to kick him in the shin later. Chan drops his head in exasperation, then laughs.
"Give me a second," he says apologetically.
"YEAH?!" he shouts back, halfway down the stairs.
"WE GOT THE BEER PONG ALL SET UP. YOU COMING?"
"YEAH, I'LL BE DOWN IN A SEC!"
He runs back up to you then, about to say something, but seemingly changing his mind.
"Minho set up the beer pong. It's your favourite game..." he winks at you. "Be on my team?"
You shove down the anxiety of the previous moment and agree, hoping the beer will help. You hate beer, but it is your favourite game after all. Chan takes your hand again, and you go over to the living room where the beer pong is set up.
"So, who are Chan and I winning against?" you ask to the room around you, feeling much more confident because of the alcohol. Oh - confident about talking to an entire room of people - not about winning. You're always confident about that.
Seungmin walks up with Chaeyoung from Twice.
"You sure you can beat us?" he quips.
"Yeah, sorry Y/n, but I'm pretty good at beer pong," Chaeyoung says.
"Oh, don't worry. You haven't met my Y/n here," Chan says.
Your heart skips 3 beats at that - "my Y/n" - and you have to ignore the urge to check your pulse to see if you're dead.
"Let's go, Old Man! Try to keep up," teases Seungmin.
Chan rolls his eyes at the familiar nickname.
The game starts, and everyone who isn't passed out or dancing gathers round. Minnie and Chaeyoung go first, and Chae gets it in first try. The crowd goes wild. You chug down the drink as Chan goes next...and misses. Seungmin laughs and says something about "losing with the old man." It's your turn now, and lo and behold, you get it in.
"Not bad...not bad..." Chae says, and downs the drink.
Seungmin goes next and misses, which causes Chan to start teasing him back. "What's all that about an old man, huh??"
"Girl power! Yes, Queens! Slay!" shouts a drunk Yuna, and everyone laughs.
The game continues with various hits and misses, and the 4 of you progressively get drunker off the beer. Finally, it's down to the last cup on both sides. After what seems like an eternity of back and forth throwing, you land the ball in the cup. Stunned, no one reacts at first. Then the whole room erupts and everyone starts surrounding you and Chan and you think you hear Seungmin scream "FUCK!" but you're not sure because Chan has picked you up and he's spinning you around and shouting "That's my girl!" and everyone is too drunk and excited to question it and the euphoria spreads through the room. Ah, yes, you think. Beer pong is your favourite game.
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Seated around the bonfire, spread out equally on blankets on the floor and chairs, are all of your favourite people. Well, some are missing because they went home and others are passed out in Chan's guest room and on his couches and maybe one or two on the floor. But most of your favourite people surround you right now, and a peaceful atmosphere decends over the night. Softer music is now playing as everyone sings along, swaying and sitting half on top of each other. You walk out of the house filled with people spread around drinking water and eating bread and ice cream, trying to sober up before they go home. Chan is still beside you, and he walks up to the only remaining empty seat, vacated by Jackson whose Uber just arrived. He sits down before realising you have no place to sit, and then stands up just as fast, offering you his seat.
"Just let her sit on your lap," says Somi, drunk and drowsy, half lying on Yeji on the floor.
A chorus of "oooohs" go up, and Chan's ears go red.
"Everyone is sitting on everyone anyway," Jeongin points out.
"I mean, if you're comfortable..." Chan says softly only to you before sitting down and holding your waist lightly.
You drop gently into his lap and he pulls you against him, wrapping his strong arms around you. You hold his arms back, and cuddle into his warmth. It's a warm night with a cool breeze, but you savour his body heat anyways. You shiver, and not from the breeze. You feel him hold you even tighter after that, and you're glad he can't see your blushing face. Hyunjin winks at you, and Felix smiles at you knowingly from between Jinnie's legs. Your blush deepens. You soon get caught up in the conversation, laughing and throwing comments in here and there. The topic changes and you take to just listening. But you're interrupted by a soft voice in your ear.
"I'm really glad you came," Chan says softly.
"I'm glad too. I loved- I mean, it was nice seeing you."
Chan chuckles, not oblivious to your change of words.
"I loved seeing you too."
You dip your head in embarrassment.
"I mean it. It would have sucked if you weren't here," he continues.
"Sucked? Hey, you still would have had a good time with everyone else..." you point out.
"Yeah, yeah you're right. But it wouldn't be the same without you, you know? It wouldn't have been as good. I'm just really glad you came."
"Why wouldn't I?" you ask. "It's your party, after all."
You don't know if it's because you're still both a little drunk or because of the soft, romantic atmosphere or the intimacy of everyone around you, but he admits, "Yeah, that I threw for you."
You scrunch your eyebrows up in confusion. "For me?"
"Yeah. I wanted an excuse for you to come...it ended up becoming bigger than I planned though. Much bigger," he laughs shyly.
You laugh at that then, and then start laughing harder, earning you a few looks. Pleased ones, at that.
"What?" he asks, slightly embarrassed.
"No...nothing. You just...you sound like Gatsby."
He laughs then too, his body shaking against yours.
"Nerd."
"Shut up!" You swat him playfully. "Everyone knows Gatsby." A pause. "I had fun tonight, Channie. A lot of fun."
He grins, his eyes squinting at the action and his cheeks dimpling. "I love it when you call me that."
"Channie..." you tease.
He tickles you then, and you squirm in protest.
Once you quieten down, he asks for the second time that night, "How drunk are you?"
"Uhm, not that drunk. I can Uber back safely."
"Oh," he says. Is that disappointment you hear?
"Why?" you ask.
"Oh uhm, I was just asking. I wanted to know if you'd feel better staying over. You can have my room - I can sleep on the couch. If it's not already taken..." he laughs. "I mean, the guys are staying over. I thought we could nurse our hangovers together, you know? Besides, it's too late for you to go back alone. I don't feel right about it."
You smile, hoping for this outcome.
"I'll stay. But on one condition..."
"Mhm?"
"You have to sleep in your room. I don't feel right kicking you out. Besides, I'm on your lap right now anyway. What difference does sharing a bed make? Lord knows I've fallen asleep on you so many times before..." You giggle together at the various memories.
You can hear the smile in Chan's voice as he says, "Deal."
You snuggle into him further, your head in the crook of his neck and his scent all around you, and you know it's not possible, but he pulls you even closer. He joins in on the singing around the bonfire as the song changes, and you smile at his lovely voice. Looking around you, you can't help but feel your heart swell to three times its size. Here are most of your favourite people, your deepest loved ones, sitting in the same place with smiles on their faces and love all around. You wish you could capture this feeling forever and get drunk on it every night. But you can't, so you settle for relishing in it deeply right now. You're grateful and loved and everything is perfect, and you wouldn't ask for more.
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GLOW UP QUIDE 𖹭⠀࣭⠀ֹ⠀͡꒱
I. THE INNER ME
— When you think of the word "glow up" , your mind automatically thinks of changing your appearence, right? For me the beauty is in our soul. If you think nasty and degrading thoughts of yourself that can be damaging in so many ways.
let's get some things clear here:
First of all, beauty standards always change, as trends come and go, and you will never be enough "pretty" for someone; because beauty is subjective and you might be the dream person for someone and for someone not. which is ok! there are so many beautiful flowers. i personally perfer tulips and peonies, but someone might prefer roses or sunflowers. that doesn't make a flower less beautiful because every flower is beautiful in it's own way.
— do you know yourself? we spend so much time trying to know others, but do we even know ourselves? go on pinterest and find some questions to ask yourself. here are some:
1. what qualities do i like about myself?
2. what qualities of others do i admire?
3. what am i scared of?
4. what would i like my mornings to look like?
5. who inspires me?
if someone asks me any of these questions i would answer them all in a second, because i know myself.
— SHADOW WORK. Grab a pen and a journal, go on pinterest and search "shadow work prompts". I Personally, don't know much about this subject, but i know it's talked about by many people i look up to. It helped them heal from trauma.
some videos i suggest you watch that helped me so much in changing my mindset:
why you'll never be pretty enough - zoe unlimited.
you don't need to glow up, our obssesion with glow up culture needs to STOP.
tiktok is DESTROYING YOUR IDENTITY.
what type of pretty you are.
— I suggest watching every commentary video of zoeunlimited. Her videos changed my views on various topics.
II. THERE IS NOTHING TO CHANGE
— you are perfect just the way you are. embrace yourself. there is only one you in this world. many women look the same to me these days and it's a tiring and sad thing. Everyone is following the standard that is going to probably change in a month. As Hwasa said "I am my own beauty standard" and thank you Hwasa for that!
Embrace your features, look for makeup that suits your face shape and eyes. I know that eyeliner doesn't work with my eyes so i don't apply it. I also know that a lot of bronzer doesn't suit me.
Wear whatever you like and don't be afraid to express yourself.
When it comes to exercising, ALWAYS DO IT FOR YOURSELF. Think of it as: "My body deserves to be healthy"
strech when you wake up, do yoga, workout or go for a walk/run. whatever you like!
eat healthy but don't pressure yourself too much. have it balanced. you can eat a healthy meal but that doesn't mean you can't eat a cake. BALANCE IS EVERYTHING.
my favorite fitness youtubers:
lily sabri
yoga with bird
mady morrison
emi wong
III. KNOWLEDGE IS POWER
— if you follow my posts you know how much i respect and talk about education and it's importance. As my favorite saying goes "BEAUTY IS DANGEROUS, BUT INTELLIGENCE IS LETHAL." I stand by this!!!! READ BOOKS, FOCUS ON YOUR STUDYING, WRITE, PAINT, LEARN A NEW LANGUAGE AND DRAW.
here are some book suggestions:
i who have never known men
the great gatsby
the prophet
my body
the art of war
search some famous musicians or artists and get to know their work. i seriously find this so attractive.
watch documentaries.
watch news, read articles and just generally know what is happening in the world.
get to know your country's history.
watch some iconic movies.
beauty fades, but knowledge always stays.
that's it! if you have some questions send me an ask ♡
with love, t
#glow up#it girl#self growth#pink pilates girl#gaslight gatekeep girlblog#girlblogging#self love#self development#self help#self improvement#self care#girlblog#girly#ask blog#study inspo#study blog#studying#student#studying motivation#studying inspo#studying inspiration#study blr#study inspiration#studyspo#study motivation#studyblr#becoming that girl#divine feminine#high value woman#high value mindset
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Bro you just killed my Kid Cudi listening sesh for this. How many times are we going to go over this with you people for fuck's sake
Rhaelya stans hate Sansa because...
Let me stop you right there. I am a Rhaelya, a Jonrya, and a Jon stan. I don't think about Sansa unless I'm forced to. My hyperfixation is on certain characters. Sansa isn't on my radar enough for me to hate her. Like Jon, I feel little else but indifference for her.
Sansa being a hostage makes Lyanna...look like she was a hostage...because there are parallels in both their situations.
But it's *not* a parallel, and here's exactly why.
Rhaegar is not like Joffrey.
Rhaegar actually died with Lyanna's name on his lips, as was confirmed in the official World of Ice and Fire App.
He was also described as a "love-struck prince" by the author himself:
At last I was able to ask him the question I had sent for the tombola. I have always been fascinated by how ASOIAF embodies the theories put forward by Acemoglu and Robinson about countries with extractive institutions (which hamper development). So my question was: Why do you think the political institutions in the Seven Kingdoms are so weak? His answer: the Kingdom was unified with dragons, so the Targaryen's[sic] flaw was to create an absolute monarchy highly dependent on them, with the small council not designed to be a real check and balance. So, without dragons it took a sneeze, a wildly incompetent and megalomaniac king, a love struck prince, a brutal civil war, a dissolute king that didn't really know what to do with the throne and then chaos. Interesting answer.
[Source]
Joffrey had no real love for Sansa. He saw her as an object to mistreat and misuse. He had no empathy and a deep lack of consideration for other people. He had her beaten because it gave him momentary gratification, because he was a psychopath. How is this comparable in any way to Lyanna at the tower of joy?
In fact, the whole point of what we are finding out about Rhaegar through Dany's chapters is to prove that Rhaegar is literally not the monster Robert has been making him out to be. That all Robert has said was due of his blind hatred of him and little more. So again, how is Lyanna's experiences in the tower of joy comparable to Sansa being beaten and harmed as a hostage in King's Landing?
How could this be a parallel, and can you back your claim with anything other than headcanons that have no basis in the books?
There is a reason why the tale of the winter rose was told to Jon specifically — because Bael the Bard and the Stark maiden is analogous to Rhaegar and Lyanna.
George says this about romance:
It's interesting, to get back to this issue of romance that you raised earlier. When I was in Spain a few years ago, I had dinner with a woman — a Spanish academic — and a big fan of both science fiction and romance, and she had read a lot of my stuff because people said I was a very romantic writer. And she sort of launched at me and said, "What are you talking about?! You are not a romantic writer, you know. Nobody ever lives happily ever after in your books!"
I was defending it, saying, "Well, but that's a different tradition of romance. I don't — I'm a romantic writer in the tradition of The Great Gatsby and Romeo and Juliet, and, you know, the Beauty and the Beast. These things don't necessarily have happy endings, but aren't the most powerful romances the unfulfilled romances — the romances where people go their separate ways, but they'll always have Paris, like in Casablanca, one of the films I showed here. You know, they go separate at the end, but they'll always have Paris." And she basically said, "No, you're wrong. They have to be happily ever after together for it to be romance, otherwise it's just sad."
[Source—clip starts at around 03:19]
This traditional telling of romance is shown quite clearly with both Bael the Bard with the Winter Rose and Rhaegar with Lyanna. Bael the Bard's tale was briefly happy:
No. They had been in Winterfell all the time, hiding with the dead beneath the castle. The maid loved Bael so dearly she bore him a son, the song says...though if truth be told, all the maids love Bael in them songs he wrote.
But also ended in tragedy:
"The song ends when they find the babe, but there is a darker end to the story. Thirty years later, when Bael was King-beyond-the-Wall and led the free folk south, it was young Lord Stark who met him at the Frozen Ford...and killed him, for Bael would not harm his own son when they met sword to sword."
"So the son slew the father instead," said Jon.
"Aye," she said, "but the gods hate kinslayers, even when they kill unknowing. When Lord Stark returned from the battle and his mother saw Bael's head upon his spear, she threw herself from a tower in her grief. Her son did not long outlive her. One o' his lords peeled the skin off him and wore him for a cloak." (Jon VI, ACoK)
Rhaegar left to fight in the War of the Usurper, lost and died. Lyanna died giving birth to Jon. And Jon died trying to save "Arya" from Ramsay.
This is what George means by a romantic love story.
And they also love Arya, because...Arya...looks like Lyanna
Or maybe we just like Arya because she's a fantastic character. Idk OP, could be that.
and isn't as hyper feminine as Sansa
This ties in quite well to the misogyny some "fans" of the series have to women like Arya. It's not because Sansa is "hyper feminine" that I don't care for her. I'm just indifferent to her. Femininity has absolutely nothing to do with it. I don't know if you know, but women can and do express themselves in different ways.
therefore her fans think she aligns with Rhaegar
?????????????
because they...hate Sansa and pretend its a love story
That is 100% the way George is taking R+L's story. This is quite literally his preferred telling of a romantic story. One where they share a brief affection for one another despite the eventual consequences, but end up separated, or worse.
Even though the point of Lyanna Stark is that her untold narrative is comparative to both Sansa and Arya
How is Lyanna's narrative comparative to Sansa? The only thing you've given was a non-parallel of being in the Red Keep/tower of joy, but there's nothing to suggest that Lyanna was trapped, beaten, or harmed there.
The king frowned. "A knife, perhaps. A good sharp one, and a bold man to wield it."
Ned did not feign surprise; Robert's hatred of the Targaryens was a madness in him. (Eddard II, AGoT)
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For the first time in years, he found himself remembering Rhaegar Targaryen. He wondered if Rhaegar had frequented brothels; somehow he thought not. (Eddard IX, AGoT)
You do not find it strange that the brother of the woman who was supposedly trapped and imprisoned at the tower of joy has no ill words to say about the man who supposedly committed such heinous crimes?
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more losers swim team AU hcs because yeah
bill is the first of the losers to break 30s on the 50 free and everyone is very cool and awesome and normal and not at all gay about how he looked when he was halfway dying gripping the edge of the pool and beaming up at the board (including beverly, beverly is also gay about it)
eddie and richie frequently get in trouble and have nearly been disqualified at meets because they talk so much shit at each other behind the blocks and after races when they're in lanes beside each other (which would happen frequently because lane placement is based on time and they are almost the exact same speed with one barely beating the other back and forth alternating forever)
since the women race before the men and therefore bev would never have races at the same time as the rest of the losers she has taken it upon herself to be their number one hypeman AND hater. she will cheer long after she's lost her voice but she will also be annoying as fuck about the rest of the losers and their various shortcomings (eddie breathes too often during sprints, bill gets nervous going into the wall, ben looks over his shoulder on backstroke, richie doesn't kick as hard as he should, stan comes up too early off dives, and mike takes strokes too quickly on breaststroke)
richie doesn't dry off before putting his deck shirt on so its always gross and damp and cold and sits weirdly on him. he also puts his parka on without drying off and he never hangs it up to dry after meets so it smells. SO bad.
also richie's hair is long & thick so his hair is like. always wet basically. by the time it dries he has another practice to attend. he has gotten pneumonia multiple times from going outside with wet hair in workout clothes
stan and mike were passing a medicine ball back and forth during dryland one time and they were so engaged in their discussion that they dropped it in the deep end. they were both dried off at this point so they made richie go get it lol.
all of the losers took their lifeguard courses together, they just spent an entire summer getting all of their qualifications. all of their instructors hated them but they had a blast. whenever they need to recert they go together and they all sleepover on the saturday night and make a thing of it
lifeguard training was hell on eddie's medical anxiety, but by the end of the course he feels a lot more confident and secure. he even finds the recerts fun!
stan and richie are At War and will pull each other under by their ankles whenever given the opportunity
ben is usually the last loser to race because he's a long distance freestyler (these races are typically extremely long and at the very end of the race order) so the rest of the losers pack up his stuff for him and wait by the end of his lane with a towel and water and clothes. they have gotten in trouble multiple times for being behind the blocks when they shouldn't be but the officials are usually too tired to give a shit lol
long distance freestyle races can take like. OVER TWENTY MINUTES and are incredibly boring so ben is definitely in the pool coming up with detailed literary analysis during the second quarter. he'll do like 200m of cooldown freestyle then just social kick with the losers until they get kicked out explaining whatever he was thinking about. he's like explaining why the great gatsby is gay as hell or something to eddie (who read it for school but like. in the way that he didn't actually read it he just. read all the words start to finish and looked for quotes he could use without absorbing any of it) (do usamericans read gatsby for school? i feel like thats a thing) while the officials are taking down the timing boards and trying to shoo them out of the pool lol
#posts afflicted with a strange sickness#i should make a tag for this AU....#it stephen king#it 2019#it 2017#bill denbrough#eddie kaspbrak#ben hanscom#beverly marsh#mike hanlon#stanley uris#stan uris#richie tozier#reddie
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Twst Talk: Yuu is not the MC
Please note: I am an EN player and interact with English-speaking twst fandom, so these observations are based on that. I will only be referencing things from the EN server, since that is the only one I play. Please keep that in mind when reading if this isn’t applicable to JP or other sections of the fandom.
This post comes from me looking at how people in the twst fandom (specifically the EN fandom) refer to Yuu. People will use ‘MC’ to indicate Yuu in text posts or refer to Yuu as the ‘main character’ offhandedly. I have even seen people expressing annoyance that Yuu, as the main character, never seems to have that much of an impact on the plot, merely reacting to things around them. To which I can only say:
Yuu is not the main character.
I think the confusion with people believing Yuu is the main character and labeling them as such may be partially to do with the medium. Twisted Wonderland is, generally, a visual novel, and in visual novels, the player character is usually the main character. This can be for multiple reasons. First off, in most video games the player character is the main character since it’s generally more fun to play as the person the story is centered around. And second, the most common form of visual novel is the dating sim. The player character must be the main character in these games, because the main character is the one being romanced and the point of a dating sim is that the player is getting romanced themselves.
Players come in to Twisted Wonderland with the assumption from other games that the player character, by virtue of merely being the player character, must be the main character. But that’s never borne out in Twisted Wonderland. Yuu is never supposed to be the main character.
Before we continue, I’m going to define what I mean when I say ‘main character.’ The main character is the protagonist the person the story is about. They are the one the story focuses on. The one we learn about and who develops throughout the story, for good or bad. Tell me: does that sound like Yuu in Twisted Wonderland? Yuu is never developed because Yuu is not the main character. The story is not about them.
People often mistake the viewpoint character as the main character because that’s often the case. But even in other works of art, this isn’t true. Take the very famous example of The Great Gatsby. The narrator and the viewpoint character of that story is Nick Carraway. We see everything through his eyes. But the actual main character of the story is not Nick, but the titular Jay Gatsby. Even if Nick is telling the story, the person the story is about is Gatsby.
Similarly, Yuu is the person who observes and sometimes interacts with the story of Twisted Wonderland, but they are not the main character. The story isn’t about them. They’re just the narrator.
Okay, Then Who is the MC?
This is an interesting question to ask: if the MC isn’t Yuu, then who is it?
Well, there are a couple potential answers. First possibility: the overbotters are the main characters, trading off their MC status at the end of each book. Each book is about them, after all, so it seems reasonable that they are the main characters of their own books at least.
The second potential answer is one I am slightly more convinced of: there is no MC, not in a traditional sense. Twisted Wonderland is an ensemble game, where the game alternates the main characters and is about all of them in equal measure. I think you could argue that the overblotters are maybe more main than the rest of the characters, but even in overblot chapters, we get a lot of insight into other characters and the story is still somewhat about them. Not to mention that Twisted Wonderland is not exclusively the main story, but also the events and vignettes that give multiple characters time in the spotlight.
In Conclusion (or TLDR)
Yuu is the viewpoint character, but not the main character, and it is both inaccurate to refer to them as such and to place the expectations of a main character on them. It can be argued that Twisted Wonderland doesn’t have a main character at all, and shares the spotlight with multiple characters, even with all of them.
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Hi GT, I was reading one of your wonderful responses and you mentioned you don't love what they did to Remus, and I have to say I 100% agree. In my opinion his relationship with tonks is weird (regardless of whether people think he had chemistry with Sirius) like he's at least 10 years older than her and he tries to leave her and it just seems like he goes along with HER infatuation without really caring about her very much. It also puts Tonks back into JKR's frequent dynamic for women, which is "badass who really wants to be with a guy who doesn't seem to appreciate her much" (see Hermione/Ron).
Do you have any further thoughts on that? I always found JKR's writing about women in relationships/who want relationships really weird. You definitely do it better.
JKR has many strengths as a writer, but I don't think anyone would say her romances are one of them. I think a lot of authors either consciously or subconsciously look down on romance as a genre because it's associated with sensuality and frivolousness, but writing and selling the idea that two people should and do want to kiss each other is like, really fucking hard to do, and it requires a certain set of skill checks as an author that not everyone has. Just like writing good horror or good fantasy, good romance has tenets and rules and things you can do to get the audience on board with you, and JKR didn't execute a lot of those things (to my satisfaction, YMMV) in the books. Bad romance is also a high-stakes problem, because it risks flattening out your characters and pitching them into OOC territory if the audience doesn't buy that the dynamic evolution is natural. But again, that's something you don't know if you haven't written romance, or tried to, before.
Mostly, you have to really lean into the vulnerability of the thing. Romance is silly and goofy and embarrassing. It makes you say dumb things and act in dumb ways. It can't be ironic or chilled or demure. At some point, to make a real human connection, someone has to get down, take off their dignity, and bare the rotten core of themselves. When we propose, we kneel on the ground. We get dirty. And all authors have a great terror of embarrassing themselves. They're doing something tremendously vulnerable; of course they want people to think they're cool and intelligent. It's embarrassing to put yourself in the head of a 15-year-old boy with a crush. It's embarrassing to write about a suitor earnestly confessing their love, because — what if this is too much? What if it's corny, what if it breaks the audience's suspension of disbelief? What if my readers are laughing at me? What if I'm the butt of the joke?
Anyway, I think a lot of really great books have terrible romance subplots for that reason. In The Great Gatsby, we never actually see Gatsby and Daisy alone together. We get their story second-hand, from people who can deliver it in a cool, reflective tone of mystery; we don't see them undressed, undone, emptying their hearts to one another. And Nick and Jordan, the romance we actually get to see develop, are easily the weakest plot in the book. Meanwhile, authors like Tolstoy have an incredible gift for writing romance that feels right, and is sensual without verging into purple prose. But Tolstoy is one of the greatest writers of all time. JKR wrote some very good books that a lot of people loved very much, but for her, the romances were accessories to the story. They weren't a focus. I'm certain she cared about Remus and Tonks's relationship, in the same way she cared about Ron and Hermione's relationship. Both take up too much space to explain otherwise.
TLDR: Writing romance is hard because it's really easy to fuck up, even if you care about it. I don't know that JKR put all that much thought into selling us on chemistry and interpersonal dynamics of the couples she threw together; I think she writes for plot, and the couples emerged as a part of that. That means the couples that don't necessarily make sense on paper lose out majorly because the audience doesn't know exactly what they're rooting for, and the couples that do make sense on paper lack a certain... I dunno, va-va-voom.
#we could also say fairly that as it's harry's story he wouldn't be witnessing most of the romances happening around him in private#but like that's kind of cheap to me because people have been writing rich ensemble stories in third person limited for centuries#you can sell a romance without literally showing them kiss#I don't see what my couple friends do behind closed doors but I know that I like them and think they're cute together#and that's kind of what you as an author are trying to do#greenteacup asks
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Love at the Top - Part 2
Pairing: Teacher Ben x f! Teacher reader
Word Count: 2000+
Rating: Mature - 18+ ONLY!
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Love at the Top Part 1
A knock raps on my door promptly at noon. I open it with a smile, my dress swishing around me as Ben stands there, mouth slightly agape behind the flowers he has in his hand.
"Y-you… you l-look amazing."
I smile, swaying my hips side to side. "Thanks. Are those for me?"
"Oh, yeah. I wasn't sure what your favorite was so I got one of each."
The bouquet held about 12 flowers, each one a different kind. It was bright and beautiful, bring life into the room when I placed them in a vase on my table.
"They're beautiful, Ben. Thank you."
He wipes his palms against his pants before putting them in his pockets. "You ready? We have an hour drive or so."
"You never told me where…wait. Does your tie have a Gatsby quote on it?" I walk up to him, picking up the end of the tie and looking at it.
"Oh, uh yeah. You said it was your favorite…" His voice trails off as he shrugs.
I look up at him, big brown eyes looking at me like I'm the only thing in the room. I tug it to pull him down and kiss him, arms sliding around each other. Suddenly he breaks the kiss, staring down at me.
"We better get in the car or we'll never make it."
"Would that be such a bad thing?"
He groans in the back of his throat. "No. But I really think you'll like it."
"And I wouldn't like you?"
He chuckles. "I hope you will, sweet girl."
"You're gonna have to stop calling me that if you want us to leave."
He smiles. "That's fair."
He takes my hand and leads me out of the door, pausing as I lock it behind me. We drive for about an hour, chatting about anything and everything along the way, having concerts with the good songs that come on. It's only when he turns into the parking lot that I realize where he's taken me.
"The Gatsby manuscript??" I all but yell, neatly vibrating off my seat as I stare out the window at the museum. "How did you know I've been dying to see them?"
"You mentioned it a month or so ago."
I turn to look at him. "A month? And you remembered?"
He smiles and nods at me. "Of course. Your eyes light up when you talk about it."
I lean in and kiss him, my hand rubbing at the stubble on his cheek. "How did you score tickets? They've been sold out for a while."
"The curator is my cousin."
"Seriously?"
"Yup."
"That's so fucking cool."
He escorts me out and into the museum, watching my face nearly the entire time, letting me ramble on and on about how much I love The Great Gatsby and how amazing it is to see it first hand, actually handwritten notes by the author himself.
He smiles the whole ride back to town as I continue to talk, the conversation eventually shifting to Star Wars as we sit down to eat. Conversation flows easy between us, no matter what we're talking about.
Eventually, we end up on my doorstep, both of us shuffling nervously and chattering on, unwilling to let the evening end.
"I had a great time, Ben."
"Me too. I didn't think you'd get along with an old man like me."
"I thought we agreed you aren't old?"
"No, you said I wasn't old. My back begs to differ."
"Hhmm…" I fiddle with his tie. "Sounds like you need to go to bed."
"Y-Yeah. That might help."
He kisses me, pushing me back against my front door. I hitch my leg over his thigh, pulling him closer, both our hands tangled in the other's hair.
"I have a bed inside you can use."
His eyes darken as he stares down at me. "Are you sure?"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life."
I fish out my keys, trying to unlock my door but finding it hard to focus with Ben's hands on my hips, rubbing little circles into them.
Finally, my door unlocks and I push it open, turning to grab onto Ben's tie, pulling him inside, giggling when he kicks the door shut behind him. I reach behind him to lock it, gasping when Ben starts sucking on my neck.
"Ben," I sigh, feeling him shift and moan into my neck.
His lips move to mine and we start to walk, me guiding us towards my bedroom. But several steps later, Ben trips and we fall and he lands on top of me.
"Fuck I'm sorry! Are you-"
I pull his face to mine, kissing the apology from his lips, my legs parting to pull him in closer and I can feel him through his pants.
"Here?" He breaks the kiss, staring down at me, our noses barely touching.
"I don't care where, Ben. I need you. Now." I grip the back of his shirt, trying to untuck it from his pants.
"I.. yeah ok."
I look at him this time. "Is that ok?"
"I.. yeah."
I push him up slightly, getting him to meet my eyes. "What is it?"
He blushes slightly, looking away from my gaze. "I just…"
"Are your knees ok? Your back?"
"What? Oh yeah I'm ok."
"Then what?"
He quiet a moment. "I've never done…this… on a floor before."
Oh.
I smile and trace his cheek with my fingertip. "That's ok, Ben. Do you want to?"
His clothed hips rut into mine in response and I whine, watching him smirk down at me. "I want you, sweet girl."
"Then take me. Please."
His eyes darken, blowing wide with lust before he kisses me. One of his arms braces him on the ground while the other moves down my body, sliding up my bare thigh as he pushes my dress up. He hesitates at my panties but when I moan, he gains some courage, hooking his fingers around the band and sliding them down. His hand comes back up my body, his finger teasing me between my thighs. Finally he touches me and my hips jolt at the connection.
"Oh fuck," I pant, as his fingers explore my apex.
"I gotta work you open, sweet girl. Get you ready for me. Is that ok?"
I nod several times quickly, pleading for him to do more. He wastes no time in pushing a finger inside me, twirling his finger around until I jolted. He adds another finger and finds that spot again, curling his fingers against it.
"Here?" He asks, studying my face.
"Oh fuck yes!" His thumb comes up to rub at my clit and I'm done for, too wound up to wait and I whine his name, gripping his arms as I find my release.
"You make the sweetest sounds when you come."
I chuckle. "I usually don't come that fast even when I'm solo."
His eyes snap to mine. "When..when y-you're solo?"
"Yes, Ben. People masterbate."
His voice is quiet and a few octaves lower. "Will you show me sometime?"
"I can show you now-"
He grabs the wrist I had started to slide down my body. "No. Now, I need you. If that's ok?"
"God, please."
He lifts himself slightly off of me and I fumble with his belt, quickly opening it and reaching my hand inside to grip him. He grunts, a series of swears tumble from him as I pull him out. He's big, bigger than I've had. No wonder he had to work me open - I can't barely close my fingers around him. I line him up with me and I feel him at my entrance, just touching me and heat rushes to my cunt. But he doesn't move.
"Ben?"
"Do you have a condom?"
"I uh, oh. No. But we discussed being clean-"
"That's not what I'm worried about."
"I'm protected. It's safe. If you want."
There's no more color in his eyes, dark and black with lust. "Oh God I want to. If that's-"
"Stop asking if every move is ok. All of it is. You have my consent to fuck me however you want. If something is wrong I'll tell you. Just please, Ben. I need you to move."
He catches my gaze and then slowly pushes inside of me. I can feel my skin stretching to accommodate his size, burning slightly at the edges but it's a good feeling. He pauses halfway and looks at me.
"Are you ok?"
"Y-yeah. You're just…the biggest I've ever had."
"Do you want me to stop?"
"If you stop, I'm going to fling myself out of the window."
He chuckles. "We can't have that."
My reply dies on my lips as he pushes in the rest of the way, stretching and filling me. I don't remember ever feeling this full before, and oh shit what is he hitting inside me?
Ben pulls his hips back and slides into me again, slowly still. I hitch my thigh over his hip and he grabs it to hold my leg in place. He adds an extra thrust when he bottoms out and I cry his name, stars erupting in my vision as heat rushes between my thighs. Ben is hesitant, as if he can't read my expression. Or he doubts himself.
"There! Fuck, Ben. What are you- ugh!" He pushes in again, picking up his pace and slamming into that spot over and over, my next orgasm building quickly with each thrust. He slows down, only to bring a hand up, trying to lift my dress up over my chest. He's struggling, so I reach my hands up, sliding down the straps and pulling down the top of my dress. Thankful I wore a front clasping bra, I quickly undo it, boobs springing free. His hips falter as he stares at my chest.
He drops his head to my chest, taking a boob in his mouth, biting at my nipple. His hips resume rutting into me and my release washes over me, warmth spreading out from between my thighs as I cry his name, Ben still moving his hips and hitting that spot to drag out my release.
"I'm gonna…" Ben tries to speak but then his hips sputter, thrusting up several more times into me, quiet moans and gasps leaving his lips as he comes inside of me. Breathing heavy, we lay there still connected for a few moments, just trying to catch our breath. Ben lifts his head from my chest and stares down at me, the lust receding and being replaced by something more like…love?
"Fuck you're so beautiful."
"So are you, Ben."
He scoffs. "I'm an old man."
"An old man who just fucked me into this floor."
He smirks, unable to hide the pride on his face. "That's true. But I'm sure you've done this before, with your young back and all."
"No one has ever fucked me like that, Ben. I've never…I've never came like that before."
His eyebrows knit together. "What?"
"It's like you were hitting some spot in the back of me. Like..at the far back-"
He nods. "I think that's called your a spot?"
"WE HAVE ANOTHER SPOT? MY EDUCATION HAS FAILED ME."
Ben cracks up, his laughter shaking my body as I join him too, stopping when he hisses.
"Stop laughing! Hold on." He pulls out and then resumes laughing with me.
Ben helps me straighten my dress and stand up, pulling me close to his body and kissing me.
"You ok?"
"I am. But next time let's be in a bed. I may be 24 but this floor is still hard."
His eyes darken. "Next time?"
"Yeah. If you want?"
"As long as you'll have me. I'm free tomorrow for dinner?"
"Dinner? I was thinking in another 10 minutes."
He chuckles. "I'm an old man, sweet girl. I don't think my knees can do that again so soon."
"Who says you'll be on top?"
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Teacher Love ~Steven Grant Imagine~
Requested by anonymous:
Steven Grant x gn reader, Steven being history professor (preferably in hs/middle school, he would be great with kids I just know it), reader showing up in his class, unannounced, Steven continuing to teach and at the end of the class, reader asks him out or tells him to get ready for some fancy suprise or something.
Summary: The students in the school you and Steven work at have a bet to see if you and Steven get together.
Author’s Note: For a limited time only, I'm accepting requests until January 30th!
Reader’s Pronouns: They/Them
Warnings: Fluff, lots of fluff, mentions of students, mentions of working at a school
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The students at the high school both you and Steven Grant worked at has always favored you both. And there were many reasons to why.
You were a great English teacher who always had some good jokes and understood that being a teen was rough. You also helped out each student and encouraged them to at least get a good or passing grade.
And there was Steven. A history teacher who had a devotion for mythology. Especially Egyptian mythology. But everyone loved how he taught them and how he was patient with them.
However, it wasn't until the students began to see you two eat in each other's rooms during lunch time. Rotating at least every week. Then they noticed how you two would always sit next to each other in every assembling and every pep rally they would go to. Then it finally came to when a group of students saw you both out at a bookstore together looking a little more friendly.
"I have a question," one of your students asked one day after school.
"Okay. What is it?" You asked, stopping your grading. You smiled up at your student as you looked at them.
"Are you and Mr. Grant a thing?" Your student asked.
"I'm sorry?" You asked confused.
"Sorry, it's just- You two always seem close and most of us would love to see you two get together. I mean, in a way, we ship you two," your student explains.
"Ship?"
"Yeah. Kinda like how most of us ship Gatsby and Nick in The Great Gatsby," your student explains further.
"Well, in all honesty, my personal life should remain personal to me," you tell your student.
"I'm sorry."
"It's alright. Just remember that some people prefer to have their lives private for their own comfort," you tell them.
"Sorry. But also, can you take a look at my essay and see if I'm going in the right track?" Your student asked.
"Of course."
The next day, you told Steven about your interaction with your student. The two of you sat in your classroom as you both ate lunch together. Sometimes, you would make a little dessert for you both and sometimes, Steven would have lunch for you both to eat together.
"What does that mean? Ship? Isn't that a large boat?" Steven asked you.
"It is but I believe it's a slang now for the younger generation. It means that they like us together," you explain.
"Interesting," Steven said as he continued to eat his food.
"Yeah. But the students mean well right?" You asked.
"Yeah. Of course."
After work, you were with one of your other teacher friends as you two were helping each other get a plan ready for your next book assignments.
"So get this, our students ship me and Steven. Isn't that funny?" You asked.
"No. Because everyone can see it. You two really like each other," she tells you.
"What are you talking about?"
"We all see the way you two look at each other," she tells you.
"What do you mean?"
"You two are so oblivious. Look, remember when that one guy asked you out and you declined him?"
"Yes."
"Why did you decline him? It was very obvious he was into you and he was perfect."
"I just wasn't interested."
"Because he wasn't Steven. You know most of your conversations are about what you and Steven do," she mentions.
When you got home, you thought about on what she said. Did you like Steven but is oblivious to your feelings? You looked around at your apartment to see the things that you had out that were gifts from Steven. Your eyes widen in shock as you realized that you did like Steven.
Friday rolled around and you knew what you wanted to do. You didn't have a sixth period or a class before the school day ended. So you slipped into Steven's classroom where he was teaching about the aftermath of World War II. Steven looked at you before looking back at his students.
"Read pages 301 to 305 for a moment please," Steven said before walking over to you.
"Is everything okay?" Steven asked you.
"Yes. I was just wondering if I can watch you and your class till the end?" You asked.
"Of course. Do you want to sit at my desk?" Steven asked you.
"Yes. Thank you," you smiled.
You watched as Steven continue to teach until the bell rung. You waved at some of your students that you had in your class as they walked out of the room. Once you both were alone, you stood up from the table.
"What do I owe the pleasure?" Steven asked you.
"Well, Mr. Grant. I was hoping you can accompany me on a date tonight?" You asked.
"A-A date?" Steven asked in shock. He could feel his heart racing and he could feel himself grow slightly dizzy.
Steven couldn't believe that the person he had been falling in love with everyday, was asking him out on a date.
"Yes. I know this restaurant that has a good vegan menu selection," you tell him.
"I-I would live that," Steven tells you. You smiled at him before kissing his cheek.
"Dress semi-formal. We're going on a date after all," you tell him.
"Of course," Steven smiled happily at you.
Unknowingly, when you walked out of his classroom, your students were around the corner, trying to see if there was any difference after you walked out.
"They're definitely going on a date," one of the students said as they watched you walk away happily.
"Where do you think they're going?"
"Probably somewhere vegan. Remember, Mr. Grant's vegan," one of them pointed out.
"Should we follow them? I'm in the rooting-for-them bet pool and I could get about twenty bucks from ten people each," another student said.
"No. We'll find out on Monday. Come on. My mom's waiting in the car."
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I don't think we talk about the antisemitism of The Great Gatsby enough. Like, before reading the book I was very prepared for the sexism and gayness, but I didn't have any idea what would be coming with Meyer Wolfsheim
Meyer Wolfsheim is a greedy Jewish mafia person who has definitely killed people over money, done corrupt and sketchy business dealings, and may or may not have killed Gatsby himself.
He is introduced when Gatsby invites Nick to a business lunch meeting and at that meeting Wolfsheim tells a whole lot of stories of sketchy business deals, people he's killed multiple of whom were killed for money-related reasons, and some violent (money-related) family drama. After referencing a deal he has with Gatsby he leaves and Gatsby says that Wolfsheim was the guy who rigged the 1919 world series. This isn't just significant for the "Jews control everything" set of conspiracy theories but also because it's referencing a real guy, Arnold Rothstein, who was the head of the Jewish mafia and accused of rigging the world cup in 1919 (there wasn't enough evidence to convict though)
At this point, Nick thinks that Gatsby is the most perfect amazing person of all time except for the fact that he works with Jews. He really genuinely believes that Nick is perfect other than his deals with Jews.
Later on, Gatsby is dead and Nick has reason to suspect it was Wolfsheim. He describes the death as a holocaust which is problematic but not for the reason you probably think. Before the Holocaust happened, holocuast referred to burnt sacrifices by the Greeks and Jews. So here, Nick is comparing Gatsby's death to a Jewish sacrifice which falls under the whole barbaric talmudic rituals and blood libel forms of antisemtism
Then Nick goes to Wolfsheim's house to invite him to the funeral. He fights with his wife who tells Nick he isn't home and when Wolfsheim does come to the door he says he can't come cause he can't associate himself with any deaths or he might be accused of something. There is also an implication that he's hiding from debt collectors.
The entire book is criticizing rich people's lifestyles but ends up having the message of, rich people crazy but overall good and while they may do bad things it's justifiable cause most of them fought in WW1 and are having a mental crisis. Like can you really blame Gatsby or Daisy for that hit-and-run where they killed someone cause Daisy was having a mental breakdown and Gatsby couldn't just not let the woman he has a big major crush on drive just cause she doesn't know how to drive and was in a bit of a violent mood. However, the rich do work with Jews and that's bad, bad for everyone including them. See Jews like Wolfsheim ultimately control the rich cause if they don't want to make deals with Jews they can just kill them. Look at that, Gatsby is dead cause he decided to do business deals with Jews such a shame he had such a major flaw like works with Jews otherwise maybe he would've been able to move on from Daisy and stop borderline stalking her.
like please, the antismetism of this book is crazy. And I'm not saying like don't read it cause of that. I'm saying we should be reading this book and analyzing the antisemitism. Cause that antisemitism is really blatant and a really great example of antisemitism in the 1920s US and what rhetoric they used at all. Like we should be talking about that portrayal and how antisemitism today presents in similar or different ways.
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Devi vs. David: aka a comprehensive list of every single time ben gross has referred to devi as one or the other (season one edition)
okay, first things first, i am linking this post and this one, both by @catty-words, because they're so well-worded and honestly, probably explain a lot better than i can about the whole devi vs. david thing (even though those are about s2 and this one is about s1). seriously. go read those, then come back. this post is just going to be cataloging every instance in season one where ben calls her one or the other, with context + insight but i'm likely not going to be going super in-depth. i mainly wanted to document this for my own purposes. i will also be creating a separate post for season 2, so expect that sometime in the near future.
ANYWAYS. here we go, i guess.
"...was just about the saddest thing I’ve ever seen.”
here we have the first instance of ben referring to her as david. they're still nemeses, obviously — this is in 1x01, they're not close, they know each other but still only really see the other in the negative sense. (or so we're told, at least; i have a whole theory about how ben has been crushing on devi the whole damn time but we'll get into that at a later date) he calls her david here because it's part of their banter, and we can infer that he has likely been calling her that prior to 1x01. this is also the same instance he refers to the un, which she calls him out for, as she should! but you know what she doesn't call him out for? david. from this very first instance we can infer that she does not give a shit that he calls her david.
"...because you went straight-up psycho and couldn't walk for three months.”
okay, so bear with me here, this might be reaching, as well as a few others down the line. but i think his tone is softer here than it tends to be when they banter pre-friendship. he knows he's hitting close to her trauma, to the cause of her paralyzation and reason for seeing a therapist. calling her david while referencing to her biggest trauma just would not be in good taste, imo.
"...I know how hard it is to memorize seven facts.” / "Yeah, Devi, please share your mumble with the rest of the class.”
ok, so they're in a classroom setting, and he has just, in his own words, "pwned" her as her "intellectual superior" (way to be humble, benjamin). he's got this hoity-toity air about him in this scene, calling her devi because it's more mature of him and as her "intellectual superior" he should appear that way. also, they're in a classroom setting and shapiro is paying attention to them (not that anyone else in the class is lol)
okay, so he doesn't refer to her as either devi or david after 1x02 until we get to 1x05. here, he's on the defensive, obviously. she is threatening to nuke him. literally. no time for banter or nicknames when your entire country is about to be wiped out, am i right?
he doesn't know why she's mad at him yet. he's trying to slip back into their banter, to worm his way back into that sliver of not-quite-nemeses-anymore-but-still-not-quite-friends that they had going on for all of two seconds in 1x05. he wants to go back to normal, or at least some version of normal, where she only hates him because of their academic rivalry and not whatever it is she’s holding against him now. (which of course he immediately learns is the whole sleeping-with-pax thing, but he still doesn't know why she's upset about that.)
this is obvious i feel like i don't have to explain that he calls her devi here because he's having dinner with her family lmao anyways moving on
"...I actually think I am going to have a party tonight.”
boy is crushing HARD. he is SO JEALOUS. speaking up immediately after pax makes the "you look great here" comment? having a party just so devi will come? ok, jay gatsby jr, i see you. ANYWAYS. imo he calls here david here to take back some of the control he just lost after pax showed up. because "david" belongs to ben and devi and nobody else.
the smile on her face in this scene when he greets her. the smile on his face when he sees her. they are in love, your honor. anyways. this is, imo, the first time we see david being used as a term of endearment. their friendship has been solidified after the events at the end of 1x06, and it shows. she is excited to see him and he is, very obviously, excited to see her.
"...Um, did something kinda weird happen? Or did I do something dumb at my party?”
aaand we are on the defensive again lol. david once again being used as a means to control the situation and deflect away from that horrifying failed kiss attempt back in 1x08. dude is freeeaaaking the fuck out, because he knows now that he has this stupid big crush on devi (that he’s probably had the whole damn time, even prior to 1x01, if we’re being real here), but he just got her as his friend and doesn’t want to screw it up. so. blame it on the booze. throw in a friendly nickname. hope for the best.
obv i don't have like, concrete evidence for this because we only see the literal last day she stays with ben, but i have this theory that during her stay, he defaults to calling her david to keep his guard up. because again. he knows he has this stupid huge fucking crush on her. so, keeping up with the old nickname helps establish those boundaries in his head. (this is also the last time we see him refer to her as david in season one.)
but then there's this, immediately after he refers to her as david in front of his father. because he is worried about her. because she is making rash, dumb decisions without thinking anything through (you know, like trying to get emancipated from her mom and refusing to spread her dad’s ashes)
again, he is going for serious, worried as fuck, for the same reasons listed above. hoping that her friends will see reason for concern just like he does, because his friendship with her is so new and if she’s going to listen to anyone, it's going to be them. this is the first time we ever see ben refer to devi to other people without her being present, and this is also the last time we see him refer to her as devi in season one.
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Nicky Valentino (from Fictif) is an absolute comfort character for me, which means I’ve collected some information about him!
I just feel like I need to share what I’ve gathered with others who might be interested! Feel free to comment any other facts/headcannons/etc you guys have, I love to hear what other people think or picked up!
First off, here is a list of actual facts that can be found in the story or stated by the authors of TATW:
* The story takes place some time after April 1925 (cause Nicky knew about The Great Gatsby), but before August 1929 (because the story takes place before The Great Depression) - which is a 4 year 4 month time difference
* Possibly before 1928 (which is when phones changed from the candlestick) — that would make it a 3 year time gap
* He keeps a small tin of dog treats in his breast pocket incase he stumbles upon a stray
* There was a 3 year age gap between him and his sister
* His birthday is on November 12th.
* Nicky's favourite animal is the wolf.
* Nicky’s zodiac is Scorpio.
* His favourite colour is blue.
* His favourite alcoholic drink is whiskey.
* His favourite dishes are lobster, PB&J and anything made by MC.
* His favourite books are This Side Of Paradise and The Sun Also Rises.
* He was born in Sicily, Italy. Grew up in South Brooklyn
* Nicky is Catholic.
* His crimes include bootlegging, racketeering, obstruction of justice and loansharking.
* He did not enjoy his first time.
* His first kiss was when he was 15.
* His celebrity crush is Gloria Swanson.
* His dad kicked him out of the house for dressing like a gangster.
* He used to shine shoes as a teenager.
* In Chapter 9, two of his other henchmen are named/called Johnnyboy and Richie.
* In Chapter 10, it's revealed that he has made several charitable donations to a homeless shelter, a boys and girls club, and the church he went to as a kid.
* HE SINGS SWANEE TO MC WHILE THEY DANCE ON A BRIDGE AT NIGHT (I absolutely adore this song, so I about passed out when I read this scene lol)
* He is big reader and likes to learn from the books
* He grew up with big dogs
* If he wasn’t a gangster he would own a dog rescue center or be a model
* He is left handed
* His parents are from the country
* He had lots of nightmares as a kid
* His sister, Sofia, loved daisies
* Central Park is one of his favorite places in the city
* He prefers blackjack over poker
* This man straight up had flower crowns for us to wear and dance in before the wedding (I’d like to think he made them with the help of a maid who taught him)
Now some of my personal headcannons:
* When Mc and him are riding together he sits in the seat diagonal to the driver, cause that is the most dangerous seat in the mob world
* An Italian pet name Nicky calls MC is ‘Cara Mia’ which translates to my dear
* If Nicky and Mc have a daughter they would name her Sofia in memory his little sister.
* Definitely has some children’s books scattered among his bookshelf, considering he said…
* He would most definitely do that thing where his kid stands on top of his feet and then dances them around the room
* Would be so down to adopt kids. Growing up on the streets, and having a horrible father, make him want to help all of the children in a similar position
* Would definitely want a big Italian family (if Mc was also down) cause he find family so important, and it makes him so happy to see their children. If Mc only wanted one kid though he would totally be fine, he is just so soft for the family dynamic and his kids
* (Ultrasounds weren’t a thing until the 1950’s, but let’s say they were created sooner) Nick would 110% tear up/cry seeing the first ultrasound, and once the baby is born and in Mc/his hands for the first time
* He LIVES for the cute domestic stuff. Like just cuddling and/or talking: ✅ Washing dishes together: sold! Making breakfast for Mc/together: a must!
* Nick has bi-wife energy and no one can convince me otherwise
* This man’s love language is 110% acts of service
And finally my last category for this list; all of the nicknames he calls MC:
* Toots
*honey
*(my)love
*sugar
*gorgeous
*baby
*sweetheart
*my one and only
*doll face
*sweet thing
*sweets
*my queen
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sarah, we have similar taste, can you give me some book recs, please? i keep accidentally picking up ya books to read and some of them are actually cool but a lot are not and i can't drop things, but i can't do this again.
Pete's book is my favorite of all time and I unironically think it is an incredible work of fiction
Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys is an adaptation of Jane Eyre that centers on the wife in the attic that I really like
Anything by F Scott Fizgerald but I like Tender is the Night a lot, whenever I'm upset I reread Gatsby even though it's basic as hell
Please Kill Me (punk history) was very interesting
The first half of Viv Albertine of The Slits' memoir was good but then I started to hate it during the last third
And then I really like thrillers so anything by Gillian Flynn but especially Sharp Objects and Dark places I think they're way better than Gone Girl
The You series by Caroline Kepnes is amazing (pretty different than the show as well) but I think it has gone totally off the rails recently
And then I feel like Lisa Jewell's books are very hit or miss but some of them are so good and they're very dark and haunting, I especially liked And Then She Was Gone and The House We Grew Up In, The Family Upstairs was also good but it made less of an impression, I've tried to read other ones but
Behind Closed Doors by BA Paris
There were two books I read freshman year of college for class called Woman Warrior and The Vegetarian and it's been literal years so I don't remember everything about them but they were really haunting and scary
Minor Characters by Joyce Johnson is also phenomenal, so is her novel Come and Join the Dance. She was Jack Kerouac's ex girlfriend and I feel like she really articulates a lot of things about being a girl/woman in a way that are really raw and honest that I don't think anyone else has achieved
Palahniuk is also amazing, I think Fight Club and Survivor are my favorites, Choke was okay
A History of Seven Killings is about Bob Marley and stuff going on in Jamaica, it was incredible but it is really dark and it started giving me really messed up nightmares and I unfortunately had to stop reading but it's an amazing book
Interview with a Vampire is also a great book but Anne Rice sucks
The Days of Abandonment is also really good
Finally I was a Shakespeare girlie in college but those are hard for me to read to be honest, I always have to watch them or listen to them
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こんにちは！元気ですか？⬇️
i saw you accept matchups and I wanted to send one in :D so may I request a Platonic Matchup for Danganronpa, Hazbin Hotel, Alice In Borderland and TBHK (if your fine doing four— If not you can get rid of TBHK) 어쨌든, 시작하자!
my name is joey, im 4teen, i have autism, ADHD, schizophrenia, OCD & BPD, im transgender (ftm), aromatic bisexual and unlabeled
appearance wise, im pretty midsize, im 5’6, white skinned, i have dyed black boy hair with bangs, hazel eyes, dark eyebags, piercings, i wear a lot of different styles like goth (trad goth, romantic goth, mall goth, cyber goth and victorian goth), gyaru (hime gal, himekaji, agejo, rokku, manba, banba, kogal, tsuyome and kigurimin) scenemo/emo, & vkei ouji and lolita, when I’m at home/work/school I wear Streetwear clothes such as baggy stuff and I also wear a lot of Y2K stuff too
I’m a Aquarius, an ENTP/INFP, 4w3 and Extroverted
My top interest is anime/manga, my other main interests are gaming, anthropology, pathology, zoology, fashion, music (including Vocal Synths! I’m a vocaloid producer and a regular one too), filmmaking, art(drawing, painting, pottery, digital art, etc), learning instruments, learning languages, tabletop RPGs, rhythm games, cosplaying, watching documentaries, going on walks, taking pictures of things that I think are pretty, collecting figurines/stuffed animals and puppetry, dancing, science/history, and cooking, art is definitely my top main hobby rn, im dedicating a lot of time to it
Im usually awkward at first when I meet someone new, unless if I feel really comfortable or if I’m in a safe situation, when I’m comfortable with a person you CANNOT shut me up, I’ll be rambling about my interests and shit, i have a hard time communicating and understanding social cues due to my autism, my emotions come off as sarcastic or silly, im someone very entertaining and calming to be around with, i have a hard time taking everything seriously, and I find humor in pretty much, i also feel the urge to correct any faulty information, i also talk very differently with my words since some people say I use “BIG” words, for the most part I’m pretty chill— but what some would consider “repressed anger issues” and I can be verbally aggressive when prevoked.
I’m like the dad friend and I have a bad habit of being a therapist for my friends, i like to keep stuff with me when I go out like chapstick and some water bottles for my friends and me as well, i really like to make things for people I’m close with and that includes drawing stuff for them as well, i have a realllllyyy overactive brain. i tend to get really deep and philosophical when I’m left on my own to long, so I try to keep myself and mind occupied with stuff to distract me, i dream to become a lead singer for a vkei band, also I know 6 languages which are Japanese, Korean, Spanish, Arabic, Polish and French
likes: vocaloid/utau, hajime hinata (danganronpa), a silent voice, albedo (genshin impact), felix kranken (twf), bread, sharks, christmas music/christmas in general, scp 3008 (roblox game), get a snack at 4am (roblox game), musicals, hotels, my friends, enstars (switchP + more), rhythm games, doukyuusei, mystic messenger, twf, genshin, lemon demon/neil cicierega in general, breaking bad, eddsworld, homestuck, horimiya, hxh, the great gatsby, saiki k, hamilton (sadly, im sorry.)
dislikes: negitive mentions of my voice, comparing me to people/saying stuff like "you remind me of ____", and spiders (not Angel Dust, i love him sm)
also these are some of my top kins!!: hiyori tomoe (enstars), yoosung kim (mystic messenger), jumin han (mystic messenger), hanako (tbhk), felix kranken (twf), albedo (genshin impact), shoya ishida (a silent voice), tom (eddsworld), eridan (homestuck), karkat (homestuck), miyamura izumi (horimiya), natsume sakasaki (enstars), sora harukawa (enstars), V (mystic messenger), hagumi kitazawa (bandori), matsubara kanon (bandori), shinji ikari (neon genesis evangelion), lain iwakura (serial experiments lain), hajime hinata (danganronpa) yuno gasai (future diary), gojo satoru (jujutsu kaisen), kangel (needy streamer overdose), ame-chan (needy streamer overdose) urumi akamaki (alice in borderland) and more....!
merci beaucoup! أتمنى لك يومًا رائعًا!
(This is my first match up, i hope i did it right😭)
DANGANRONPA:
You would get along well with Hajime Hinata!
With your shared interests in manga, rhythm games and Vocaloid; you two could have never lasting conversations about your interests. Hajime’s reserved self and your initial awkwardness would quickly lead to a healthy friendship.
HAZBIN HOTEL:
You would be great with Alastor!
Your interest in anthropology, puppets and music would definitely intrigue him! He could find your chaotic humor amusing and both of you could bond over your artistic interests.
ALICE IN BORDERLAND:
In this chaotic world, I’d match you with Urumi Akmaki!
Your interests in anthropology and games would get her attention. Despite her mysterious and off nature, you being the dad and the therapist for your friends could force her to open up and share her feelings with you.
TBHK:
I’ll match you with no one other than Hanako!
Hanako’s mischievous and playful self could match with your humor and your love for making others smile! Your interest in supernatural could lead to entertaining conversations about spirits. He would also ask you to draw him. For sure.
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Thanks @ofbooksandstardust for tagging me! Movies are literally one of my favorite things in the world!
Rules: posts 10 of your comfort movies and then tag 10 people
1. Dead poets society (1989): do i even need to say something? This movie is THE movie, it's literally perfect
2. Billy Elliot (2000): i literally grew up with this movie. I would watch it all the time with my mom and it's just so good <3
3. Mamma mia (2008): same reason as billy elliot (these two movies raised me). The setting, the songs, the cast, everything is perfect in this movie!
4. Charlie and the chocolate factory (2005): i honestly don't know what to say. It's just so much fun
5. Les Tuche (2011): french movie about a lower working class family winning 1 million € at the lottery and moving to monaco. The humour of this movie is so beauf as we say in french (i'm sorry i don't have any english word that fits) but i love it so much! Perfect for when i need a good laugh
6. Frozen (2013): i don't know what it is about this movie, i've seen it so many times and it just makes me so happy! I remember being like 12 and spending afternoons with my friend filming music vidéos for the songs, i also have another friend with who we sometimes look at each other and quote a scene. Just lots of good memories around this one <3
7. Little miss sunshine (2006): so good so fun so sad so lighthearted so deep so everything
8. The great Gatsby (2013): i'm in love with the aesthetics of this movie, it's so pretty to watch! I also love the (very random) soundtrack
9. Finding Nemo (2003): the first movie i was obssesed with! I would watch it all the time when i really young (like 2 or 3 years old)
10. Call me by your name (2017): makes me dream of spending my summers in a beautiful house somewhere in northern italy <3 the vibe of this movie is everything!! (the book made me really uncomfortable though)
Tagging @i-think-i-can-speak-here @floooooook @delightfullyterrible @anbybeingcool @waiting-for-that-feeling @givemea-dam-break
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