no other swimsuit


Lapis redesign because I dislike her canon one. Specifically because of the fact she doesn’t really have any shapes that really DEFINE her, like Garnet = Squares, Amethyst = Circles, Peridot = Triangles ect, I associated her with a water drop shape cause…. y’know w a t e r.

Also got rid of the horrid neon blue colors and gave her speckles of yellow, like the ACTUAL LAPIS LAZULI GEM HAS. Why didn’t she have any sort of yellow incorporated into her design in the first place.

OTP Drawing Prompts

Theme: Summer

Just a list of ideas you can use or issue as a “send a number” challenge!

  1. swimsuit reaction (one reacting to the other in a swimsuit or both reacting to each other)
  2. tans
  3. late-night swim
  4. napping 
  5. summer jobs
  6. bonfire or cookout
  7. beach vacation
  8. road trip
  9. lemonade or afternoon tea (also featured in the spring themed list)
  10. ice cream or snow cones
  11. sunglasses
  12. climbing trees
  13. watching the stars
  14. visiting a vineyard
  15. hot air balloon
  16. Fourth of July/Independence Day or another summer holiday
  17. horseback riding
  18. space camp
  19. camping trip
  20. music festival

Ok but if the Marauders and Lily took a trip to the sea how? great? would it be?

  • first of all none of them are of age yet which means road trip!
  • because Lily, Remus, and Peter all learned how to drive illegally the summer before sixth year and none of them give a shit about getting arrested
  • They rent a big van and switch off who gets to sit alone in the row farthest back to nap
  • The van quickly fills with empty coffee cups, takeout containers, wadded up paper from the fight Sirius and James had had two hours in, and everyone’s shoes which they all keep taking off
  • Once they get to the little cottage they’re staying in for the week there’s an all out war for the big bedroom which Lily wins by threatening to castrate each of the boys in the middle of the night.
  • James and Sirius end up in the one closest to the bathroom so Sirius can do his hair in the mornings and Peter and Remus share the last one
  • Their first voyage into town involves Lily flirting with the boy selling ice cream to get a discount, a jealous James, and buying swim trunks for Peter because he forgot his
  • They spend most of their time at the beach, where Sirius complains about the lack of food and sand getting in his eyes
  • To which Lily throws more sand at him (as mentioned here) as a “snack” and Remus yells from the umbrella he and Lily have been hiding from the sun under to “stop acting like idiots while I’m trying to read!”
  • They have bonfires almost every night and James always insists on lighting them because he’s, as Sirius says, “absolutely obsessed with fire. A bit mad, really. He’s got scented candles all over the place at home”
  • Lily brings Muggle sparklers and the boys are terrified of them
  • There’s a lot of ogling each other in swimsuits while the other’s back is turned
  • To which Peter laughs at every time without fail
  • One day it rains and they all stay inside to play card games until they get too cooped up at which point they go back into town and get Sirius to flirt with the barmaid to let them buy drinks underage
  • they get kicked out of the bar
  • The ride home is a lot worse because everyone’s tired and hot
  • But Lily puts on her favorite cassette and they spend the last three hours screaming along to songs
  • They come home missing six hair ties, Peter’s new swim trunks, and James’s favorite sunglasses, but they have a weird statue Lily bought at some hippy store, enough sand to “start another beach, damnit, I told you this stuff gets everywhere” and enough photos to fill an entire album
Class 1-A at the Beach
  • The girls: *Complementing each other's swimsuits, looking cute, ect.*
  • The guys: *Shirtless, low-key looking around to see who's the most shredded, someone's probably being gay*
  • Tsuyu: *In her hero costume*
  • Everyone: ...
  • Tsuyu: ...
  • Everyone: ...
  • Tsuyu: ...
  • Everyone: ...
  • Tsuyu: It's made for water okay

anonymous asked:

Bakugou and his s/o go swimming with the boys? Please?

Your order coming right up Non! 
I just included Sero, Kirishima and Kaminari. 

In all honesty, who the fuck came up with this stupid idea to go swimming with those guys and his partner in the middle of the morning when it was freakingly cold outside?
Of course it was either Kaminari or Kirishima, hell, probably both if the blonde, explosive boy took a mild guess.
It may be a free day but their origin plan for the couple was to study for an upcoming exam, not voluntarily intending to fail any grade because else Aizawa would slay them – referring more to his partner because Bakugou would NEVER fail any classes, obviously. Nevermind that, though…

If people were to imagine the whole couple scenario of going to swim, seeing each other in swimsuits and blushing furiously like two idiots, you can never expect that from this oh-so-cool boy who stood beside the pool, kicking at basically nothing in annoyance. It was early so not many people were there anyways – which at least that he appreciated.
There were enough people to piss him off already.  
Aaaand was then pushed by his s/o into the water. Good reflexes or not, he did allow himself to let his guard down and what a damn mistake that was, considering how cheeky his lover could sometimes be.

„You got him good, (Name)!“, Sero scoffed and high-fived his friend’s better half who jumped up and down at their own success for pushing off Bakugou Katsuki.
All they wanted for him was to have fun so they had to take more drastic measures to get him into the mood, even if it did start with a death wish from their boyfriend’s side. „OI SHITFACE!“, they almost screeched at the loud tone of the blonde, knowing very well who he meant which made it clear: Time to seek for a safety zone so they ran off in a fit of giggles.
The ground was quite slippery but Bakugou didnt give a shit and used his quirk to avoid the surface at all cost to not land face ahead onto it with a thud and embarrass himself in the process (and also he was bit worried that they might fall but psht).  

„Get back here, you prick!“, they gasped when he appeared in front of them all of a sudden. ‘Shit!’, as fast as always, wasnt he? He slung his muscular arms around their waist and heaved them up with ease, roughly placing them onto his shoulder. Time for revenge. His lover couldnt stop but to laugh and hit their palms onto his back, whining to be put down again. There was one thing he did enjoy about this and that was the physical contact he had gained.
„Bakugou, please!“

„Stop whining, that’s what you get for being a cheeky fuck.“, his red eyes glared straight ahead. Suddenly he felt their palms grabbing his butt cheeks when they gave him a bold squeeze, a shit-eating smirk on their lips and it caused the male himself to internally scream.
He was SO CLOSE to throw them into the water right on, losing his composure a tad bit but was stopped at Kaminari silently tripping both of them.
„Huh?“, his red iris went small, smaller than it already was when both of them clashed into the cool-ass water of the tinier pools.

„Kaminari you traitor!“, Bakugou’s s/o yelled after the thunder boy while they had pushed themselves up again on his shoulders. 
Being able to feel the groan of the furious boy even underneath the water he resurfaces as well and holy crap, what a scowl. Instead of letting the rage quit get the better of him, they wrapped their arms around his neck and placed a chaste kiss onto his lips before pulling back with a loving expression crossing their features. His hands found themselves on their hip by reflex, a huff escaping him as the sight of his partner pleased and calmed him down a bit.

Both of theim now finally drenched and dripping off droplets just how it was supposed to be! The cool air caused his love to shiver, so the skin on skin contact was luckily  making it a bit more comfortable and bearable.
„Enjoying yourself?“, the boy asked with a hoarse voice and bringing their two bodies closer, not missing the fact that they were freezing a bit. 
„Definitely!“ Okay it was worth their shitty smile, he supposed. 

Kirishima ruffled his hair off some water and stretched his figure:
„I think they are a great match.“ And the other two quietly agreed with a hum.    
„We will still study after that, y'know?“
There they go complain again about how studying sucks and that they were totally not up for it which made him roll his eyes.

I really enjoyed writing this so I hope you guys like it. 

Admin Shiro

Island of Hope PT.1

Characters: You and Hoseok (J-Hope, Hobi), Suga, Namjoon, Jimin

Word Count: 2473

Genre: Smut

“This is it, this is the one!”

You stood in the dressing room eyeing yourself in the bikini that you had been working so hard to make look perfect on you. There was no way now that he would be able to take his eyes off of you… or so you hoped.

The trip that you had been planning with a small group of your friends had been on your mind for weeks. Not only were you excited to get away and unwind… but it was going to be your chance to finally be alone with your crush.

Min Yoongi.

You had been swooning over the raven haired man for months now but you had never even said more than hello to him. In your head, you were madly in love with Yoongi and so you were hoping that on the trip you could talk to him and maybe then he would finally ask you out.

You thought back to when one of your closest friends told you that he was going and how you almost fainted from joy.

“Hobi… Are you being serious? You’re not joking with me right?” You almost squealed.

“Yeah, I guess he decided last minute to join us” Hobi answered.

You jumped out of your seat.

“Ahhhh! Hobi, I have to go! I’ll see you later!”

Hobi looked at you confused.

“Where are you going Y/N?”

“I have to go get ready for this trip!!”

“Y/N, you know that we don’t leave for another few months right?”

You sank back down in your seat and groaned.

“Damn. You’re right……”

A light bulb went off in your head.

“But that doesn’t mean I can’t start early! I have to go shopping! Hobi, wanna come with me?”

You hopped right out of your seat again but he looked at you in disbelief.

“You really like him, don’t you? He asked.

“I think I might be in love!”

A look of concern grew on his face.

“Love? Have you ever even talked to him before?” Hobi asked.

“No… I mean… does saying hello from afar count? Look, I haven’t but that doesn’t mean that we can’t start talking.”

Hobi shook his head. “I don’t know Y/N. I think you should really get to know him first before you start saying crazy stuff like that…”

You groaned again.

“Gosh Hobi, do you want to go shopping with me or lecture me all day?”

“I will lecture you all day if I have too” He said.

You pouted.

“Jung Hoseok… I know you’re not being serious, I’ve known you since 7th grade. You have never lectured me! In fact, it’s usually me lecturing you.”

Now he was pouting.

“Fine Y/N, let’s go. I’ll drive you there.”

You jumped for joy at his defeat.

“You’re the best Hobi! See? This is why you’re my favorite!”

He waved for you to come his way.

“Yeah, yeah, I know. Let’s go before I change my mind.”

That was only one of the many trips you took to the mall. You found yourself going back and forth on multiple occasions after that day but today was your last day to shop.

After purchasing your swimsuit, you called Hobi.

“Hey! Are you all ready for the trip tomorrow?” He asked.

“Yep! I just bought myself another swimsuit! Quick question, do you think Yoongi likes the color red?”

“Oh god, Y/N, I am hanging up the phone…”

“No! Sorry, I’ll stop! I’m just so excited! Are you still okay to pick me up for the airport?”

“Yep! I’ll be there a bit later than I planned though. Is 7 okay for you?”

“That just means more time for me to sleep in! Why the sudden change though?”

“I have to go pick up some other folks. It’ll be much easier for all of us to go together.”

“Alright! Sounds good! I’ll see you tomorrow then!”

“Alright Y/N. Make sure you have everything for Hawaii!”

Once you were home, you ran upstairs to your room. As always, it was a mess, but it was a mess only you understood. In the corner of your room was a pile of clothes you had chosen specifically for the trip. Tanks, shorts, and sun dresses were going to be your main attire. There were also some for lounging, but you wanted to look your best.

“Sun screen… check! Bras and underwear… check! Pajamas… check!”

The list went on forever but you packed with joy as you thought of the possibility of you and Yoongi finally talking. 5 days was all you had, but you were determined to make it count. You eyed your red bikini once more and then folded them in with your other swimsuits. Once you were done, you happily laid in bed and drifted off thinking of the days to come.

“Y/N” Yoongi called.

Your eyes grew wide as you turned around to look at him. Somehow you were already on an unfamiliar island and sitting alone with Yoongi by the beach. It was quiet and no one could be seen from miles away. Upon further inspection, you found yourself turning red seeing that he was shirtless and only in his swim trunks next to you. He scooted up to you and slightly turned his head to the side to look at you.

You looked down and gasped at your attire. You were wearing the red bikini that you had just purchased and began to look for something to cover yourself up. A towel or blanket? Anything would be good right now. Fortunately for you, there was a towel nearby and so you picked it up to wrap it around yourself.

“What are you thinking about?” He asked as he continued to watch.

“I.. I.. uh.. I just think I should cover up a bit. It’s a bit cold” You said trying to come up with any lie you could.

He let out a small laugh

“It’s about 90 degrees out here Y/N. Are you really that cold?”

He continued to look at you.

“Y/N, I think I know what this is all about. Is there something you want to tell me?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about” You replied while looking away. There was no way you were going to be able to keep yourself composed if you had to keep seeing his beautiful face up close.

“Tsk tsk. I think you know. Hobi told me.”

You turned back to look at him. Did he really?

“If you know then why even bother asking?”

“I want to hear it from you. Why don’t you just admit it to me?”

Yoongi sat questioning you. When you didn’t reply, he continued.

“You know that I like you, right?”

“You do?”


“I like you too Yoongi”

The silence and tension was too much for you to handle. You looked up at him and began to blush at your confession.

He smirked and leaned in to kiss you. As your lips attached together, you felt yourself melting and the need to have him closer to you was growing. You let go of the towel that was now between you and him and then wrapped your arms around to pull him in. As your bodies molded together you couldn’t help but feel how hard he was. Being in swimwear really had its advantages.. you thought.

You guided his hands to your breast and slowly he began to massage them. When you let out a small moan, he looked up at you as to get your permission to continue. You nodded and proceeded to pull your bikini string for him.

“Wow” Yoongi exclaimed.

You went in to kiss him again but he stopped you.

“What’s wrong?” You asked

“I just want everything to be perfect.”

You kissed him again.

“Everything is perfect. Being here with you is all I’ve ever wanted.”

He gently laid you down and began his journey on your body. He nipped at your neck and kissed his way to your breasts. As his hands traveled lower, you heard an alarm go off in the distance.

“What is that noise?” You asked.

“It’s nothing Y/N. Stay here with me”

You ran your hand through his hair but as you did, the alarm got louder.

“Why is it getting louder? I don’t understand where it is coming from… there’s not a building in sight”

Suddenly you realized what the noise was.

When your alarm continued to go off, you almost jumped out of bed. It was all just a dream. A wonderful dream that ended all too soon! You stretched and looked at your clock again. If only that dream was real. You pulled your covers off and made your way to the bathroom to get ready.

Y/N, meet us outside. I’ll be in front of your house in about 5 minutes – Hobi

You squealed.

I’ll be there!!!! You texted back.

You put on your finishing touches and headed out the door with your luggage.

The wait outside was quick. As soon as you walked out, you already saw an all too familiar car coming your way.

You walked towards the car when it pulled up into your driveway and Hobi came out to grab your luggage.

“Geez, did you pack your whole life?” Hobi joked as he opened the trunk to put your suitcase in.

You stuck out your tongue. “You were the one who kept asking if I was ready for the trip. I assure you that I am”

He laughed. “Shotgun is taken by Jimin, Y/N. You’ll have to sit in the back with the others. Not that you’ll mind…”

“What do you mean by that?” You asked.

You opened the back door and stopped dead in your track.

“Hey Y/N”

It was Yoongi.

You stood outside the car baffled. That’s who Hobi was picking up. Why didn’t he tell you anything? You stood staring at him for a bit… unsure of what to do. Your dream was still fresh in your mind and you wondered if it was obvious.

“Are you gonna take a seat?” He asked.

“Oh yes! I was just wondering if I had everything… sorry!”

You got in and took your seat next to him.

“Everyone ready to go?” Hobi asked as he turned around in his seat.

“Yes!” Everyone yelled out.

“It’s gonna be about a 15 minute drive, so hang on. Once we get there we’re gonna meet up with Namjoon”

Inside the car, you stared out the window because you didn’t want to have to look Yoongi’s way. But of course, someone had to call your name.

“Y/N!” Emily called from next to Yoongi.

You turned and she waved excitedly at you. You took a look at Yoongi but he didn’t head any interest. His eyes were closed and earphones were plugged in.

You waved back.

“Are you excited for the trip?” She asked

You smiled “Yes! Were not even on the plane yet but I feel so excited. This is gonna be my first time on a plane”

“I’m glad it’s only going to be about a 5 hour flight there. I wonder how Hobi is going to do… you know, since he’s afraid of everything”

“Hey! I heard that! I’ll be fine”

You and Emily looked and smiled at each other.

Emily looked at Yoongi and then pointed at him as he continued to have his eyes closed with music blaring out of his headphones.

“Have you told him yet?” she asked.

Now was the time when you began to regret telling her about your crush on him.

“Are you being serious? We can’t talk about this here! What if he hears you?”

Emily rolled her eyes.

“Do you really think he can? His music is louder than our talking.”

You looked at your sleeping crush then back at her.

“I haven’t told him yet.”

“You better make your move before someone else snatches him”

“I know” You replied.

“Alright everyone! Out of the car!” Hobi yelled. “Grab your bags and let’s get going!”

You got out and grabbed your suitcase.

“Ready Y/N?” Hobi asked.

You stopped as everyone else went ahead of you guys.


“What’s up Y/N?”

“Can you sit next to me on the plane?”

“You don’t want to sit with Yoongi?”

You shook your head.

“Please Hobi, this is my first time on a plane. I would feel a lot better with you by my side”

He smiled.

“Of course Y/N!”

“Thank you Hobi”

You both ran up to catch up to the group.

“Head count! Me, Y/N, Emily, Jimin, Yoongi and Namjoon. Are we all here?”

“For the last time, yes!” Emily replied.

“Alright, let’s go!”

Checking in was no problem. On the plane, you took a seat next to Hobi and waited anxiously.

“Dont think too much about it. It’s only 5 hours Y/N”

As reassuring as he was, you could tell he was scared too. You took his hand in yours and smiled to your best ability in the situation.

“Just 5 hours” You repeated. “We’ll be fine”

The lift off however proved to be just as scary as you thought. You couldn’t help but think of every worse case scenario and held onto Hobi’s hand tighter.

Hobi handed you an earbud.

“Take this, it’ll help you get your mind off of this”

“Thank you” You said as you put the earbud in. The song was one you never heard before.

“Hobi, is this… is this a new song by you?”

He smiled.

“Yes! I’ve been working on it for some time now. What do you think? Is it worthy of being on my mixtape?”

You listened closely to the beat and felt proud for your best friend.

“You have to add this one, Hobi!”

“Whatever you say is my command Y/N. I’ll add it in”

The first few hours weren’t too bad but you found yourself slowly drifting off. You took a look at Hobi and noticed that he was already knocked out. Maybe the others were awake? You turned and saw them all sleeping too. I guess it’s time for me to take a nap too. You thought to yourself. You closed your eyes and fell asleep on Hobi’s shoulder.

After a while, Hobi shifted in his sleep and felt something heavy on him. He opened his eyes and turned to see you sleeping on his shoulder. A few strands of your hair covered your face and so he gently moved his free hand over to move it aside. He couldn’t believe how beautiful you looked as you slept. Looking at his watch, he wished that time would go a little bit slower so that this moment could last.

A/N: JHOOOOOOOOOPE! My Hope! Love! Sunshine! This unfortunately is the end of pt.1. It’s kind of funny, I started this way back in May after I had a dream about BTS! Which makes me curious, do you ever have dreams about BTS? I would love to talk about it because mine feel so real sometimes and then there are some dreams that I have that are just so ridiculous! lol In regards to my other stuff, I’ve been trying to finish A Spectre Of and Lone Wolf. It is taking a bit longer.. but hopefully I finish it this month! That is my goal!

  • running into the shower as fast as you can so you don’t have to look at yourself for too long
  • having multiple kids tell you their friends have crushes on you as jokes because “no one could ever ACTUALLY like a fat girl”
  • convincing yourself that anytime someone compliments your physical appearance it’s out of pity
  • refusing to wear certain clothes because it’s expected that if you’re fat you also don’t know how to dress well
  • PE teachers yelling at you when you can’t run as fast as the other kids
  • “forgetting” your swimsuit so no one sees your body
  • avoiding eating anything but healthy foods in public so that people don’t judge you and say things like “THAT’S why she’s fat”
  • hearing people who obviously weigh less than you calling themselves fat and then feeling bad about yourself because of it
  • taking as many pictures of yourself as you can in one setting so you can pick out the ones where you look skinnier than you are
  • when people in movies call anything above a size 8 “fat”
  • crying when you get crushes because you think no one will ever love you because of your size
  • being conditioned your whole life to think that fat is ugly and the worst possible outcome


FINALLY drew the thing I promised I’d draw for my friend Harmony back at Katsucon. I don’t know very much about these characters, so I was kind of winging it! Prince of Mind because SHSL Princess Nevermind. Nevermind is a very cute name.

anonymous asked:

Tale, swap, and fell Undyne go with their s/o to the waterpark, everything seems fine until the s/o tells her that they've lost their bathing suit somewhere in the water. What happens next?



‘Hey Y/N, you havin‘ a good time? ‘Cause I am!’ Undyne cheered. She tried to wave, but you didn’t seem to notice. You had your head close to the water like you were sitting. Worried, she ran over to you as quickly as possible. ‘Y/N…  are you okay?’ Poking your head up, you hoped Undyne couldn’t see through the water. Looking back down to cover your knees, you finally let out a sigh.

‘Um, well… some guys stole my swimsuit…’ Your whole face was red. How embarrassing. Undyne, on the other hand, seemed to be red with rage. Her shoulders stiffened as soon as you finished your sentence.

‘Where are they?’ She scowled. Meekly pointing to the beach, you revealed three laughing young men sitting in a circle. One of them, a monster, had a can of beer in his claws. The other held your swimsuit. Undyne huffed. ‘Alright, let me deal with them. Hold on.’

You held out an arm to stop her, but you had to cover yourself. It would have been pointless anyway, as she was already standing over them before you could get a word out. You couldn’t hear what she was saying, but you knew she was mad. Within two minutes she had already been back to you with your swimsuit and stood guard for the rest of the day.



‘W-wait, you m-mean… Oh. Oh no.’ Undyne was a blushing mess. It was hard to tell who was more embarrassed. She picked at the scales on her arm as she scrambled to find a solution. ‘Um, ah… I’ll just… hold on, I’ve got it!’ She ran to the beach to search in her bag. She quickly returned with a towel and a fifth layer of sunscreen on her. She gave you the towel and stood guard.

Quickly wrapping it around yourself, you sit on the beach as she searches for the swimsuit. It took a while, but she found it eventually. She’s happy that you can keep on playing in the water, but she’s done. She’s exhausted and really needs to stop blushing.



She’s pissed. She isn’t even sure who she’s supposed to be mad at, but she’s pissed anyway. She storms around the beach questioning everybody she sees: children, lifeguards, elders. Nobody was free. She turns to a boy and points at him. ‘Yeah, I bet it was you. Did you take their swimsuit?!’ Undyne yelled. Confused, the boy ran to his father. He was tall and muscular but didn’t seem to be mad.

‘Dad, she’s being mean…’ The boy whimpered to his father. The man tried to comfort him. Undyne found it cute, in a way…

But she’s wasting time. She turns around to find another suspect, but the father puts his hand on her shoulder and points to you. You had been trying to get Undyne’s attention the whole time, and she never noticed. She felt bad. Thanking the father, she ran towards you to see that you had already found the swimsuit. You never even said it was stolen.

At least she tried, right?


Title: Heartbeat Language (Ch.3)

Pairing: Jon Snow x Reader

Summary: Modern Day AU. You and your Northern Friends have just graduated high school. Your parents hand you tickets to the hottest music festival, The King’s Feast, for the whole weekend. Jon and you have always been close friends, but something about the music tells you both something different. Something more.(I rated this as mature because there are mentions and acts of underage drinking.)

Requested: No

Words: 1597

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After an entire day of blasting all kinds of music, building up excitement, and one pun from Theon that collected an entire groan from the car, you reached the gates of the King’s Feast. It was surreal. It was right here in front of you and you couldn’t believe it.

A King with a crown was on top. He held a goblet in one hand and his fist was raised in the other. The giant sign: KING’S FEAST was lighting up in different colors. Cars were lined up in different lines, and you all moved slowly as each car got checked in.

You sat back, taking it in. Ros nudged you with her elbow.

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to build a home (4/?)

summary: Lifelong orphan and wanderer Emma Swan moves to Storybrooke, Maine in search for a home. Content with a new job as deputy, she meets Killian Jones, director of an orphanage. It doesn’t take long for sparks to fly, but will Emma finally be able to settle down and find a home here?

word count: ~3500

also found on: ao3,

catch up here: first chapter, previous chapter


Could you pick up some chips for taco night? I can pay you back! - MM

The text comes in just as Emma’s walking out of the station. She smiles slightly at it and types out a response.

Sure. :)

Despite her immediate reaction to be completely furious at the fact that someone would care too much about her personal life and where she goes home at night, the conversation she’d had with Killian brought her to the conclusion that his motives were relatively decent. It takes guts for anyone to admit they have romantic interests at heart, and yeah, it makes sense.

She’s not naive- she’d seen his face when they first met. She knew he was trying to get her to stay, to get her to talk, and if she hadn’t reacted so coldly to his kindness, maybe he would have asked her out.

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perfectlydecadenthurricane  asked:

In one of your last posts about CC you said: "D met B in 2012 in London, showcased by an infamous series of tweets tracking an all night club crawl, lost weekend thing and literal actual orgy these two had with three women" This really happened or it's just a rumor?

The tweets from one of the women were out there at the time, and the intent was to present that first meeting as wild and epic, I think.  As we know, tweets and even photos can be staged. 

 One of the women was supposedly a London DJ, while two of the women were self-described as models and actress wanna be and artist types and close pals who were hanging out in a bar when they were picked up for a wild weekend of debauchery by the other three.  One, a slinky redhead, posted a series of tweets, with everyone’s twitters attached, including some hashtags that were pretty descriptive, including, IF I remember correctly, and I am old, honey, the actual word “orgy” and compared them to playboy mansion nights, saying ‘Lets do it again soon,” or something similar.

 Seems like there was some notion within fandom that the redhead was relentless, talkative, stalkery, and would be trouble.  Sounds a lot like someone he later got saddled with, but best I recall she was well-known to others in London as a local regular on the party scenes who wanted to make it big in show business, and would do whatever it took to make it happen, including trying to make her way to America.  I honestly can’t recall if we got photos or not, but this girl never seemed like a welcomed or sanctioned presence, only a dangerous and uncontrolled one.  It seemed like there was some talk for awhile that D had a dangerous obsession with her for a hot minute, and intervention was required.  It did set him up as a wild and reckless bad boy at the time they were tearing down gay rumors.  So there’s that. 

 D does, and has, made some strange trips (a Saudi Prince’s birthday with Whitney, Usher, and Mariah?) to old London town.  And Washington, D.C.  Japan.  Germany.  Exotic isles with wealthy publishers (Daman) and a soccer team, supposedly for a photo shoot and anniversary celebration.  Wonder what happed to those photos?  D on a beach with other gorgeous men in swimsuits?  Who wouldn’t publish that?  Somebody didn’t, after spending all that money.

 Sorry, I am rambling, which is what pretty pony D causes us all to do.  And he knows it.  But we did get Ben, for those who paid attention and remembered, and pretty much he kept popping up here and there very randomly after that.  D started mentioning him here and there as someone whose music and work he followed, making him more known to us, although he seemed to be well-known in Europe and in the industry.  

Funny, but there was a brunette, too, as the best friend of the redhead.  Maybe this group at iHeart, minus M at the moment, and minus the DJ, is the actual group we had then, shaded to look like something else. Maybe not.

 And since I wasn’t there myself, in the room with the sweaty bodies, I can’t swear that it happened, only that all the tempest in a British teapot happened at least online, and fandom was “aware and alert.” So, REAL real or PR real, it was one of the first with D and his new image, Ben and swinging London added in, we (fandom at the time) were all just learning about PR and the new team, and our focus was D himself. 

 Fandom at that time stretched to folks that were in Great Britain and Europe, too, Paris and nearly anywhere he could go, so it was peak time for D in several global hot spots, and there were eyes everywhere, real and, as we were to learn, paid for, as we witnessed and were part of the actual evolution of social media public relations teams take off,  with interest in Glee actors and their fans around the world.  We just didn’t always know what we were seeing, or who, at first, to trust.  

But we all shared, and learned pretty fast.  Some we thought were friends were PR, some became PR as they were “bought” into a new line of work.  Which usually lasted only as long as they were eventually exposed, then they were dumped.  

They won’t talk, and I don’t blame them, they don’t need to, but the only ones I trust totally are the members of the C and D online site, all good people, as far as I can see.  They were there before me, so I am sure they saw this, have better records, recall more details.  Not saying others aren’t, they are out there, just saying we have all learned better.  And I prefer being the outside agitator.

 I have always kept my distance a little, and am older than the universe (no, I am not M and D’s ‘relationship’), and just say what I need to say, for my own reasons. I sometimes feel the need to “change the story” that we are being fed, since I see what they are trying to do and herd us in a particular direction that normally feels unhealthy. 

 I like chaos theory much better, the truth shakes out usually at random, and out of desperation or necessity. I usually have an agenda, and don’t normally answer asks, so this is rare for me.  I hate bearding as a “profession,” lying as public relations, celebrity news as destroying the respectable institution of journalism (my field, and the decline is tragic and dangerous, imo), celebs leading fake lives to sell themselves to the sheep, as we have been trained to blindly attach ourselves to the stories that we are fed from celebrities in lieu of the truth we should be demanding from our leaders, and the venomous culture of Hollyweird that uses and abuses young artists to create and sell us an image of what the world is, when it clearly is not. 

 And I despise the predators, especially those that eat their own young, like Ryan, Brad, and the Fox crew, then try to whitewash themselves as good guys trying to save those poor young souls they preyed upon, lied to, used, manipulated, and abused, in order to protect the money and investments at all costs, not the actors. I don’t care if D is gay, or bi, or poly, or sleeps around, or sexes to advance his career, or never comes out. He won’t be any different, sadly, than hundreds of others, or perhaps thousands, in that respect.  The whole industry is a nightmare, and they should begin policing themselves and clean up their shit, before the public sees past the curtain of Oz and abandons them for something real.  Or the next sheep movement.  It could happen, don’t think it couldn’t.  I DO want him to find some healthier way of being in this toxic universe, and that includes his team.

 Back to Ben and the wild weekend.  D visited London pretty often after that.  Until he “bought a house!”. And then we got a few random photos of B and D hanging out in NYC while being filmed singing little songs together on the street, and Ben began popping up more in LA.  I suspect that after this album launch, and all the joint exposure they would receive, D will move on to another mentor, and another producer or director or showrunner for that next big artistic venture.  The house made it more convenient for Ben to work with D, and artists often form close relationships, even intimate ones,  with those they work closely with on personal projects or other artistic ventures.  Creatives (although they are certainly not all the same) famously break down walls that the average person would not, in the name of their art.  Or just for money.  Or they just like sex with pretty people.

I don’t like Ben. Many do.  I don’t mind if people don’t agree, this is a discussion, not walking in lock-step. He does have talent.   I call him used car Ben in my head.  He sells luxury, but he is a hitchhiker looking for that long-term limo.  And if he hangs with M, then that blows his whole classy persona, so there’s that.  And it does sort of indicate that D is running with a fast crowd, music wise.  For reference, go back to Rihanna and Kanye and who Ben has worked with, who would set him up with D as a live in producer, and there’s your answer.  Granted, D may not be there much, or very little.  But there is more to it than just M’s sweetie.

But if we get a great album from D, with real critiques and positive public reception thanks to Ben’s work, and it sets D on a new course, upward and onward to A list work, having paid his dues to rise up,  then he would have been at least more useful than the rest of that lot.  Just recall what happened to Kanye after that album, so be careful what you wish for.  We just have to hope that D is WAY more grounded in real life than his fake life seems to be.  But, fake or not, you have to play that shit out.  That means more front page tabloid fodder like all the rest of the crazies, unless you get established for talent, class, and smarts instead of just looks, sex appeal, and charisma.

Killer Queen (Rebelcaptain, 4)

In which I unintentionally work through some of my issues of being a woman after having grown up being called “one of the guys” my entire life and Jyn figures out how to be more comfortable in her own skin. This was unexpected when I first started writing this kinda crack fic, but fluff and UST aside, I really had a great time writing this chapter. It was kind of cathartic? Also @fluffyfuzzball has produced some absolutely brilliant artwork that made me squeal and almost scream with delight: chapter one & chapter two. Like oh my god, look at those dresses and those facial expressions. ON POINT! And then @polynesianhermione made a fantastic and inspiring mood board for this AU, completely separate from mine, and it’s still somehow in tune with this fic with even Chirrut and Baze as Jyn’s coaches! I love this fandom tbh.

Summary: The Rebelcaptain Miss Congeniality AU that I wasn’t planning on writing and yet here we are.

killer queen
chapter four

This was it. The end. The worst part. The moment she had been dreading since she’d agreed to go undercover on this damned mission.

The swimsuit walk of shame.

Jyn rubbed her face as she stared at the bathing suit in question. Could it be a bathing suit if the material seemed to be lacking? How was it supposed to cover her anyways? Who had decided that turning an already flimsy piece of clothing into two even smaller pieces of clothing was a good idea anyways? She’d hoped that maybe she would get by with a one piece at least, but then this two piece monstrosity showed up and she almost screamed.

“I can’t do it,” Jyn said, unable to stop herself.

“Yes, you can,” Imwe insisted. “It’s only for a short period of time.”

“I can’t,” Jyn repeated, shaking her head. She was acting like a whining brat and knew it, but couldn’t stop that either. She’d never worn a bikini before. In fact, the last time she’d worn a swimsuit for others to see had been in gym class when she was in high school and hadn’t had a choice.

Imwe sighed, but it wasn’t tired or irritated. He was endlessly patient, but then, he had to be if he was going to be capable of working with her on this. “Jyn, why are you so afraid?”

“I’m…” She swallowed. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been this…bare in front of people.”

“Are you a virgin?”

Jyn turned bright red. “No!” But then it had been quite a while. Not that it mattered. The job came first. It was important to her. She didn’t have time for dating or anything else. Besides, no one had ever caught her interest. The only guys in her life for years had been an old dog and Cassian. “But it was always…in the dark…”

“I don’t know what made you think this way,” Imwe told her, “but you are an attractive woman. You shouldn’t feel like you have to hide.”

“That’s easy for you to say,” Jyn pointed out. “You’re blind.”

Imwe smiled at that, never one to be insulted. “True, but I know how others react. It tells a much different story than the one you believe.”

Biting her lip, Jyn’s thoughts turned to Cassian, whether she wanted them to or not. She couldn’t help but think about the other night at the club. Okay, so she’d been a little buzzed, but she hadn’t been drunk or incoherent. She could still very much recall the way he’d held her against him, almost possessively, and how he’d looked at her with such open wanting. It had caught her off guard, but had her body humming as well. Not in an unpleasant way either. And then the way he’d gripped her tighter, leaned closer, she’d almost thought that he was going to kiss her.

Twice he’d called her beautiful. Cassian didn’t have any reason to lie to her, not about that, not even in an attempt to soothe her nerves over the op. Why was she so hesitant to believe him when she’d never questioned him before?

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butterflies-and-hurrricanes  asked:

Mettaton- for the headcanon thing! :D

heck yeah the only character i know and like enough to come up with detailed headcanons for 

What they smell like

Definitely something machiney combined with an obnoxious amount of perfume or cologne, depending on his mood! He’s not particularly proud of how his processors and such can make him smell like melting plastic or burning oil so on goes the MTT-Brand™ smellgood chemicals

How they sleep (sleeping position, schedule, etc)

He’ll only sleep in the fanciest and comfiest beds! For his to actually sleep, though, he needs to be plugged in somewhere so he can recharge, and he’s very particular about his sleeping schedule, especially for his EX form since it needs about as much sleep as an adult human. His sleeping position isn’t much beyond a motionless log, it would be unbecoming for him to toss and turn and wake up with an awful bedhead. And you can tell he’s messed up his sleep schedule if he stays in box form to conserve energy when he’d normally be in EX form.

What music they enjoy

Anything electronic that’s good to dance to! Bonus points if it’s goofy and makes no sense (yes he will jam to meme music if it’s catchy enough what the heck are you gonna do about it)

How much time they spend getting ready every morning

HONEY YOU DON’T WANNA GO THERE this is PRECISELY why he cannot have his sleeping schedule messed with, he HAS to keep his EX form polished and groomed at all times! He takes at LEAST 1.5 hours, maybe more if he’s doing a really special show and he wants to experiment with some different makeup.

Their favorite thing to collect

Journals, first of all! But that’s pretty much canon so I like to think he also collects a TON of snail memorabilia! Mugs, hats, books, stuffed toys, anything snail he can find. He mostly keeps his stash a secret except from Napstablook because he loves to show off all the cute stuff he found. Sometimes he lends stuff to them! 

Left or right-handed

I like to think he’s always been ambidextrous! He needs both hands to do showy stuff on TV like mixing cake batter while simultaneously drawing himself in icing on another cake or something

Religion (if any)

Is himself a religion??

Favorite sport

He LOVES all human sports! In theory. He just pretends to know what’s going on whenever he sees any on TV and he actually can’t figure out any of the rules for the life of him. His actual favorite sport is snail racing though, can’t escape his snail farmer roots

Favorite touristy thing to do when traveling (museums, local food, sightseeing, etc.)

Sightseeing and going to live shows, mostly! The flashier the better. He takes endless pictures of everything. He wants as many people to come with him as possible and loves treating everyone to food and attractions!

Favorite kind of weather:

Summer is his favorite! Since he’s built for heat resistance living in Hotland and all, he’s right in his element. Also he adores showing himself off in cute swimsuits even if he prefers not to swim. He loves seeing others in swimsuits too 👀

A weird/obscure fear they have

The humanoid robots that humans invent. He appreciates the progress humans have made, but they all dip way into the uncanny valley for him. He sees visions of Asimo in his robot-nightmares.

The carnival/arcade game they can always win without fail

Dance Dance Revolution bitch