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Writer’s Appreciation Day!

Ok i know im ultra mega late but I was at work all day and had some plans afterwards but I really wanted to make a post for today! As a fellow Tumblr writer (a trashy, slutty one at that) I know how fun it is to unleash ideas, being as creative as you’d like and sharing all your excitement and stories with all these other lovely people on here. But I also know how it feels when sometimes you may not get the feedback you’d expect, or when some people just don’t understand how much work a person puts into their creations. Some people have the gift of making their writings their bitch and can get a good story out in a few days, while others can take from weeks to months to get a small chunk out. We all have that time where we can get stuck in an awful writer’s block (I literally just got out of mine after about 6 months), or maybe life seems to get in the way and you have to prioritize certain things and set writing aside. But that’s all okay!

I hope you all know that there’s at least one person out there you’ve made an impact on with your writing. You’ve made them smile, you’ve made them cry in agony with all that angst, you’ve tortured them to death with all that juicy ass smut (all in good ways). You’ve allowed people out there to take a break from reality, letting them in on a precious world you’ve created and let them live it, even if it was just a few moments. Honestly I can’t thank enough people for allowing me to bang Wonho I’ve literally banged him over like 200 times in alternate universes you don’t know how much I needed that ok bless your souls

But anyways, I really hope every writer out there knows how much everyone appreciates their time. You guys have your own lives, jobs, school, other important things to attend to yet you all take the time to write for people too?? To make them happy and brighten their day?? You are all seriously the best. 

I really appreciate all the people I’ve met on here, and thank you to all my followers as well for sticking with me even when I haven’t been writing for awhile. You guys are the ones that keep me going, and I’m so thankful for your kindness and patience. I love you guys!

I just wanted to end it with a few writers that I adore with their masterlists attached and what some of my favorite fics are by them! Everyone should show them some love as well because they’re all sweet and amazing people! Happy Writer’s Appreciation Day! :)

@jiminniemouseMasterlist | Crave, Taste, Making Him Jealous, Purple Jewels

@seoulscapes  - Masterlist | Cave Me In, Heaven is a Place on Earth, Home is Where You Are

@btssmutgalore  - Masterlist | Enemy, Sin City, Nude, Business, Forbidden

@kittae  - Masterlist | Pepero Day, Sleepy, Needy, Greedy

@hyungjooki  - Masterlist | Sugar Sweet, Roadside Dreams, Lights,Camera,Action!

@jooheonster  - Masterlist | Season’s Greetings, Ex-Girl, Better at Best

@onlylovekpop  - Masterlist | Bad Behavior, Rhythm, all Wonho drabbles

@blueagust  - Masterlist | Givenchy & Gold, Fate of the Fast & Furious, The Night Shift

@jungkxook  - Masterlist | Hiraeth, Pour Up

@jungblue  - Masterlist | I Hate You, I Love You, Future Hearts, Doctor Dreamy, Control

@floralseokjin  - Masterlist | Buzz trilogy, Acquiver, Playing with Fire

@jheartseok  - Masterlist | Nudes, Not Flowers, Paper Doll

@pjxmin  - Masterlist | Proposals (haven’t gotten the chance to read it but I heard it was great!)

@jungnoir  - Masterlist | A Very Biased Christmas, Hate me Now

@avveh  - Masterlist | Room For Dessert, Jealousy Games

@ellieljade  - Masterlist | Apologies, Mr. Min

@dailydoseofdia  - Masterlist | In Motion

@taechulo - Masterist | I haven’t gotten the chance to go through it yet, but I’m definite it’s great and worth everyone’s while!

@fightmejeonkook  - Masterlist | Overcome, One Dance

@jiminables  - Masterlist | Beneficial

@taechubs  - Masterlist | Paper Hearts

@hobibliophile  - Masterlist | Shades, Stormy Weather

@deathbyyoongi  - Masterlist | You Are Mine

@helloblamebts  - Masterlist | Photographs

@xhixtape  - Masterlist | Costume, View From 4-B, Show Off, Vibrations

@ricepot-jisung - Masterlist | For You

@kstopping  - Masterlist | Cinnamon Sugar

@kimvtae  - Masterlist | Fall For You, Couples Costumes

@minsvga  - Masterlist | Taking Risks 101, Children of the Night

@imaginethisbts  - Masterlist | Shameless, Out of the Blue

@kainks  - Masterlist | Orange Tulips

@baeseoul  - Masterlist | Protege, Happy Valentine’s Day

@kookingtae  - Masterlist | Experimental Error, The Switch, Falling into You

@exo-can  - Masterlist | The Other Side, Late Night Snacks

@twowice  - Masterlist | Family

Hey! Everyone! Look here!

Hey! Pokemon for the legendary giveaway have been decided and I should be able to do it next week (on the 29th or 30th)!
I’m getting WiFi today or tomorrow, so I may start the giveaway sooner, bit i’m not sure yet!
The Pokemon are:
Mewtwo (Mega-Y build)
Latias (Mega build)
Latios (Mega build)
Kyurem (White build)
Kyurem (Black build)
Rayquaza (Mega build)
Kyogre (Primal build)
Giratina (Origin forme build)
Cresselia
Random musketeer (Cobalion/Terrakion/Virizion)
Some joke Pokemon

I’m sorry it’s taken so long, but i’m glad to be coming back to the giveaway scene. Like I didn’t really leave but still.

Thank you all for still being here with me!


Oh, and the first 30 people to like this get a Marshadow next week. You’ll have to have your messages open so I can contact you.

quotes from the music department

*Repeatedly sings part of the music in scat*

“Ben swore to Jesus that if he didn’t help me at the concert he’d do thirty push-ups in front of the entire band, and I’m just as excited for this as you guys are.”

“If it were easy, football players would be doing this”

“We were 4.75 points off of the next band, and I’ll make certain this number will haunt you until next season.”

“Tomorrow’s gonna be a rough week.”

“I’ll just get a golf cart to follow the band in the parade. Maybe one day I’ll play a halftime show in a golf cart, all by myself.”

“No, Danny, you’re not starting a group chat for jazz.”

“Someone made me a 22&½-inch stick to measure steps. Don’t make me use it.”

“Trumpets, raise your right hand, and move it over to the person next to you. You’ll be fingering the notes on their trumpet.” *leans over to woodwinds* “this is gonna be really funny”

“We don’t have Thursday night rehearsal this week, so live the lives you have outside of band. So basically, catch up on homework.”

“Here it is– wait no, that’s 32 pages, that’s not right.”

“Before we step off on Saturday, you need to focus and say the following prayer”

“All the freshmen are on break, none of them are here!” *section leader raises hand* “Adeline’s here” “She’s the only one ADELINE WHY DONT YOU TAKE BREAKS IN THE STANDS”

“I hope this is loud enough, because this is as loud as its gonna get” *glares at the saxophone that forgot the speaker* “He forgot the speaker, my own flesh and blood.”

“As usual, the bassist knows the articulation and rhythms to the saxophone parts better than the saxophones do.”

*beatboxes to metronome*

“I want you to go home, do homework, practice, do more homework, have a milkshake, and practice some more.”

“If you want to annoy the heck out of a musician, play a cadence but leave out the last chord and wait like 20 minutes”

“this passage is called ‘Glendy Burk.’ I went to high school with her, actually.”

“you aren’t feeling well? Drugs?”

“while I was in the middle of complimenting you, you made a mistake”

“that saxophone line was jazzy as hell”

“you just have to play angrier”

“what’s the point if they’re all accented?”

“you squeaked in tune”

“can you take that d?”

“you can play my final pitch”

“imagine brass knuckles, but on a tambourine”

“I had to blow on my tongue”

“Bethany, you’re my number one!”

“the entire band is pianissimo, so play really loud. mezzo piano.”

“go through the head”

“BAD tambourine!!!”

“112 is the American tempo”

“the audience started clapping during the caesura. I didn’t know whether to continue on or leave the stage.”

“Matthew, while you were gone, Ed and I determined that you’re a freeloader”

“you came in early” “I don’t remember”

“did you just compare terrible bass parts to a terrorist attack?”

“Christ, Elizabeth, you’re such a violinist”

“All of our violas are at another rehearsal today, so we’ll begin today’s rehearsal with a prayer as that is the only thing that can save us.”

“We don’t have a spare bass bow to use while Ed’s is being rehaired, so you two are just gonna have to share. Yeah. Sorry about that.”

“Ah, yes, but what baroque style are we talkin’ here”

“It was at that point she handed the first chair violin a viola part. He proceeded to hand it back to her.”

“I went home and cradled that music. I never get original bass parts.”

“She turned the page in her score and forgot to continue conducting. Honestly, I would’ve been less surprised had she thrown her baton into the cello section”

“There are two basses in pit this year, so we’re an actual section, so he can’t just shove us in the corner this year HIGH FIVE”

“Does she really know how to buy a bow? She should make it a field trip so you get the right one.” *swings hands in air super wide* “it has to AGREE and BLEND with the instrument DO YOU SEE”

“When the orchestra director doesn’t know what to do she just asks the second chair. If he’s gone, she waits until a day he attends rehearsal to ask him.”

“Don’t be afraid to play out. Except during rests. Then you should be very afraid.”

“is it ok if I start to cry a little right now?”

“I had anaemia as a kid, and my schoolteacher’s name sounded like ‘anaemia’, so naturally, I hated her”

“she took the pen out of my hand and said, ‘no, Richard, use pencil.’ I was so mad”

“I don’t think it’s a coincidence that there are fewer bassists today and higher rates of suicide, gang violence, school shootings…”

“channel your inner Whitney Houston”

“play quietly, like you’re about to wake a baby. except you’re the baby, because you didn’t practice”

“I have another metronome app now. I collect them.”

“if someone calls my bass a cello one more time I’m gonna lose it”

“at the gig, a drunk guy came up to me, pointed to my harp, and called it a sideways piano”

“I want the space between these notes to be so big you can fit a little drawing of a house, a sun, a tree, and little dog in there.”

“90º angle notes”

“I want the sixteenth notes so sharp they could kill a man”

“turn the soundbox on”

“do you have a fancy phone? the answer is yes, yes you do.”

“I listened to the narration a few times before realising it was in German”

“I’ve got, like, four copies of that piece. the conductor keeps forgetting that I already have it and makes me a new copy.”

“soon I’ll have AIDS. Hearing aids, I mean. I’m old, is what I’m saying”

“more birdlike, turn on roundabout faster”

“kissing from the left is different from kissing from the right. not that I would know. asking for a friend.”

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Art Trade with @papayapart

I am so so sorry this took me so long to make, wow. If I’m being 100% honest, I started off pretty good, then procrastinated a bit and forgot about it for a while, but I remembered to upload it today and here we are! Anyways, I hope you like it! And again, I’m sorry I took 800 years. 

Please Do Not Edit/Repost, Thanks!

Dear former self, this ones for you. 
I’m sorry, I truly am. I’m sorry for everything, not only for what I let others do to you but what what I did too. I’m sorry for when things went wrong I took it all out on you. I’m sorry for the mutilation of you and for the times I went too far. I’m sorry for holding onto others longer than I ever held onto you. I’m sorry for never putting you first. I’m sorry for letting you and everything that made you, you, erode away. I’m sorry for letting everyone who left take a part of you. 
Most of all, I am sorry for being completely incapable of loving you.
Today I stand here, possibly too far from who you used to be, but I promise to preserve you till I am worthy of being you again. 
Love, the person you’d never be.
—  Lamiya Waheed / I should have written this a long time ago
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Please tell me just one little theory.

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make me choose@minyoongihoseok asked: jimin or taehyung [x]

My fake boyfriend Part 1

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1056.

Warnings: Angst your ex is an ass, fuffly Bucky is a cute pie.

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta. You rock.

Originally posted by sebjpeg

Bucky wakes up with someone shaking his shoulders, he groans annoyed not ready to get up yet “Leave me alone, Steve, I’m not gonna run with you today.” He hears someone laughing, he swears that is your laughter “It’s not Steve… it’s me.”

He opens his eyes, he sees your face in front of him and it feels almost like a dream having you in his bed “What are you doing here, doll?” You smile weakly at him “Sorry, Sam let me in; I just need to talk to someone.”

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//It’s been a while ;;w;;)sorry…

Thank you for the 1000+ followers!!! 🎉

I’ll TRY to finish the things I’ve left behind here…
But for now let me post some RanPoe fanarts ;;;w;;;)(just today(?)because I want to)//

Clean up after your dog.

I live in a very nice condominium complex in a pretty decently sized city in the South. I managed to buy a unit at the ripe age of 23, after making a pretty penny in the stock market - making me easily the youngest person in the complex.

The units are one building with 4 condos per unit, each is two stories with a balcony for each bedroom and for the downstairs area. Not very important, but I want to paint a mental picture here.

The outside of my condo, when it comes to lawn space, is VERY small. I’m talking like a patch of grass no larger than most individual blocks of sidewalk.

About a couple of months ago, this woman moved in a few units over with a large boxer. Having two large dogs myself, I was happy to see more big dogs in the area (most the people around here have little foofy dogs).

One day, I walked outside to see a large pile of dog shit and this lady hastily walking away. I called out kindly - “excuse me ma'am, please clean up after your dog”. She looked back, gave me a sour look, and continued walking away.

Okay, whatever, no big deal. I’ll give her a freebie this time so I cleaned up after her and threw it away trying to be a good neighbor.

I want to mention now that I’ve REALLY tried to go above and beyond the neighborly call of duty - as I said earlier, in the youngest here and I want to make it clear to my neighbors that I’m not just some spoiled little bastard that is going to make their lives hell. I sweep my older neighbors porches, swap recipes and have even babysat one of their grandchildren. I do my best to be a good neighbor, it’s just how I was raised.

However, this lady hit a sore spot. I let the first one slide, but this happened FIVE MORE TIMES IN THE SAME WEEK. Finally I confronted her and said “ma'am, I’m sick of cleaning your dogs shit and stepping around it every day. Please clean it up.”

I shit you not, and I wish I was exaggerating. She looked me right in the eye and said “I paid for a condo too, I’ll leave my shit wherever I want”. She then briskly walked off while I stood in shock.

Finally, I snapped. So I began to save every piece of shit that dumb bitch left in front of my house for around two straight months. I had a HEFTY GARBAGE BAG FULL OF IT (imagine what you use to clean leaves up in, it was that big). I won’t lie, I threw quite a bit of my own dog’s excrement in there for good measure. I mean come on, just her dog wasn’t going to cover the amount needed. That bag was F*CKING. HEAVY.

(where I stored it: Great question actually. All the condo units have individual cellars for storage. I stored it down there until I was ready to make my move. I probably should have mentioned that so you all wouldn’t think I’m some psycho dog-shit hoarder who has a closet full of feces.)

Yes, it smelled like shit every time I opened the damn door to add to the pile. It took an immense amount of patience and gagging to pull this off - but it was well worth it.

I waited until 4 am on Monday morning before I walked up to her condo and dumped that bag right on her small tiny condo lawn. It was worth every second of patience.

Sure enough, come 7 am there’s a bang on my door - and it’s my lovely neighbor.

“You need to come f*cking clean this shit up RIGHT NOW!” - she screamed in my face.

I smiled “sorry ma'am, I paid for a condo here too. I’ll leave my shit wherever I want.”

In short - Lady kept leaving dog poop on my lawn, so I saved it all and dumped about 2 months worth on hers.

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Peter Quill almost ignores Baby Groot throughout the entire movie. This is important,” Gunn said. “I think that Peter Quill is, in many ways, a complete absent father to this son that they have onboard. I think Baby Groot’s situation is the opposite of mine. I had six kids in my family and two parents. Baby Groot is one kid with many parents. And so, I think at the end of the film, Peter Quill gets this Zune from Yondu, and he sits down to play it. And he’s going to have a self-reflective moment for himself – like he did at the end of the first movie with his mother. The first movie is about mothers. The second movie is about fathers. And as he starts to listen to the music. Instead of it being a moment that is selfish, Baby Groot crawls into his lap, and as we see Peter Quill looking down at Baby Groot, we see a father’s love for his son. And it is a very unselfish moment on the part of Peter Quill. A moment that was completely about him and his relationship to his father, now becomes about his son and passing it on to the next generation and being a part of that. And that’s why that moment is so important to me in the movie, and why it is so important to the development of Peter Quill.
—  please excuse me while i cry over this (found here)
Some Highlights From Idina Menzel's Concert Tonight

- There were two ASL interpreters there and she kept saying how cool they were
- “Look, I’m making them compliment themselves.”
- “Oh shit…whoop, I just made them sign shit. Sorry…shit. Okay, where were we?”
- During “No Day But Today”, she asked how to sign it, and a man who was deaf or HoH came up on stage and showed everyone
- Then he showed her his tattoo that said “No Day But Today” and I was crying
- “Shout-out to the one straight guy in the audience. Are there any straight guys here? You are? Well, you didn’t who I was. You googled me in the car, you listened to what your wife had to say about me. Thank you for comimg, your wife must love you. You’re getting laid tonight because of it….sorry, parents. Cover your kids’ ears. The Disney role model is making sex jokes. It’s hard being a Disney queen and a forty-five year old woman from Long Island!”
- “I just assume everyone who’s into musical theatre isn’t straight…which doesn’t make sense, because both my ex-husband and fiancee do musical theatre and I’m pretty sure they’re both straight.”
- *while pointing at the drummer at random times* “I have to keep him on his toes because it was his birthday last night so he’s a little hungover.”
- She was checking out the stairs at the edge of the stage and a guy in the front row got her attention, so she was like, “Can I have your seat?” and she handed him the mic and sat down. He sang a line of “I’m Not That Girl” and was applauded very enthusiastically.
- “Anyone else here recently engaged?” *cheering* “Anyone here just divorced?” *even louder cheering* “I like the enthusiasm on that one.”
- Someone in the front row gave her a gift so she handed it to a stagehand to keep safe, then Jimmy the Stagehand got his time to shine.
- She sang a bit of “For Good” acapella with no mic and I had c h i l l s
- “I had to explain to my son what a diva was the other day. I started with the opera definition…then I said, ‘people call your mommy a diva but that doesn’t mean she’s mean, it just means she’s fierce…and confident in herself.’”
- She said very, very sweet things about Jonathan Larson and I cried again
- Defying Gravity was???? Flawless????
- She was singing a song about her sister from her album and then seamlessly transitioned into “Do You Wanna Build A Snowman?” and I didn’t see it coming man
- She also sang “Don’t Rain On My Parade” and just rocked my freaking world
- *awkward silence* Man in audience: “I LOVE YOU.” *another awkward silence* Idina: “I love you too!”
- Shoutout to that entire band, what the heck?? The backup singers, the cellist, the violinist, the bassist, the guitarist, the drummer, the pianist, the keyboardist, there was just Too Much Talent on that stage
- She invited a bunch of kids up to sing “Let It Go” with her and it was the most adorable thing ever
- I mean, there was a whole hoard of kids
- There was one girl that had to be about 2 who just kept wandering around the stage and Idina was very worried that this kid was gonna just walk off the stage
- Shoutout to Phoebe, an adorable little girl whose favorite part of Frozen was “when Anna saved Elsa.”
- “You’re probably getting sick of this song, but I’m a mom, so I have to give everyone a chance to sing.”
- She’s just so incredible. I’m very emotional.

Playboy, bad boy Kim Taehyung

Originally posted by namjoonie00

Series genre: Smut, angst, fluff

Description: Kim Taehyung, one of the nastiest human beings you have ever been associated with. You despite even breathing the same air as him yet he still somehow finds a place in your life.

note: Park Jimin will also play a major role in this series. Also, this chapter will have some Harry Potter references that are not absolutely necessary to the story itself. Enjoy!

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“Let me get one thing straight ! ...I’m not” - Batmom x Batboys

Summary : What if one of the batboy was gay and he was scared to tell Bruce and Batmom ? 

I couldn’t choose just one batboy, so I wrote a mini-story (ended up actually being longer than I anticipated…sorry for the long read ? Each story have a different title and the name of one of the Batboy is always written so if you wanna skip some of them, and just read the one you want, it’s easier :-)) for each of them…I have no idea where this idea comes from, but I just wanted to write it. So here’s for an unplanned story that just somehow showed up today in my head, and wouldn’t leave until I wrote it. Hope you’ll like it

My masterlist blog : https://ella-ravenwood-archives.tumblr.com

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Fear of what you might think - Dick Grayson

Dick Grayson was the kind of young man that never had trouble talking his way out of almost any situations. He wasn’t a shy guy, he was charming and cute, full of empathy and always had kind words for anyone in trouble. 

And with you ? Well, he had been calling you “mom” since he was but an eight years old child (he will always remember the day he was scared that his actual mom be mad at him for calling that…and the hug and soothing words you gave him after, reassuring him that, of course she wouldn’t, she loved him, she would only like the best for him), and talking to you always been extra-easy. 

So…This was new for him. 

Never before had he been afraid to tell you something. And yet, here he was, pacing up and down the Manor, gathering the courage to finally go to see you in the Batcave (where he knew you and Bruce were), to end up avoiding the grandmother clock that would lead him to said cave…

After almost two hours of incessant pacing, finally, Alfred stopped him, and, putting a tray of tea, coffee and biscuits in his arms, said : 

-Well Master Richard, if you’re that restless, could you please bring this to your parents ? I feel a bit under the weather today, and I fear that going down in the coldness of the cave will truly make me sick. 

At the time, Dick didn’t really thought much of it, but now that he was looking back to it, he was 98% sure that Alfred knew, and just gave him that little push that would help him finally say what was on his heart. 

His heart was beating at a hundred miles an hour as he was getting down to where you and Bruce were, taking one slow step at a time. Two steps back up, one step down. Alfred had told him to hurry before the tea and coffee would turn cold but…Why was this so difficult ?! 

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hey, to my cis followers, specifically my cis women: i get that y'all are really proud to be women and i don’t wanna take that from you, but can you please stop saying shit like “why would anyone wanna be a guy” and stuff along those lines? it really can fuck with trans guys bc we’re sat here like “shit man am i a bad person for identifying as male and not female?”

The One Who Holds Your Heart » Prince Adam

Request: Can u do a pre-cursed imagine of the reader and prince Adam? I don’t really have a plot I just love pre-cursed Adam:)))

Pairing: Prince Adam x Reader

Fandom: Disney + Beauty and the Beast

Words: 1770

Summary: Adam is in love with you despite you being a maid.

A/N: Okay, so I really want to write a part two to this story and I will! [Name] won’t remember Adam and we’ll go on from there. Anyways, I hope you guys like this!

Part Two: The One Who Breaks The Curse

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BUNGOU STRAY DOGS TANABATA EVENT 2017 - PART ONE

Mori Ougai and Akutagawa Ryuunosuke
Mori: Akutagawa-kun. What a perfect coincidence! I’ll give you some money, so will you listen to my request?
Akuagawa: Money is not necessary. Enemies are to be destroyed. Please, your orders.
Mori: Hm? Enemies? No, no! I want you to go buy something for me.
Akutagawa: …..?

Mori Ougai and Nakahara Chuuya
Mori: Chuuya-kun, hey Chuuya-kun. Will you listen to my request?
Chuuya: Boss. What happened. Is there a problem? Is it a business trip?
Mori: Business trip? No, no. I want you to fetch something for me.
Chuuya: Fetch…?

Mori Ougai and Ozaki Kouyou
Mori: Aaaahh! Kouyou-kun! Listen to my request!
Kouyou: Fufuun. Let’s see…. I, don’t, want, to.
Mori: Eh?! Without even hearing the request? Don’t say that, please. I can only ask this to Kouyou-kun. Please, I’m begging you!
Kouyou: Ey, you’re annoying! Stop being so clingy! ……I suppose there is no choice…. What is it, say it now.

Mori Ougai and Elise
Mori: Haaaaaaaaahhhhhhh I’m so glad everyone’s here today. Now then… Elise-chan, Elise-chaaaaan! I prepared lots of new dresses, so let’s get changed!
Elise: No.
Mori: Eeeehhhh! Then, how about eating a delicious cake together for 10 o'clock snack?
Elise: Rintarou is gross, but I’ll eat the cake.
Mori: Elise-chan ♡ I’ll go prepare it immediately!


**This event will be released in 12 parts with 4 interactions each - we’ll make a final large post at the end! Sorry for the huge number orz**

anonymous asked:

Enjoltaire + "Are you flirting with me?!" if you're taking requests!

A/N: here, anon, have some fluff ^-^ sorry for any mistakes- this was written on my phone haha

Grantaire doesn’t know who told Enjolras, but he is going to kill them. That being said, it was probably Courfeyrac, and Grantaire quite likes Courfeyrac, so he’s not really sure where he stands on the whole ‘killing’ part.

It had started off as a normal conversation; Enjolras had been talking about some issue or other when Grantaire had slipped in with his usual lewd comments. The same wink that would usually have earned him an eye-roll had today turned Enjolras’ lips downwards into a frown.

“Are you flirting with me?” he’d asked, and Grantaire- Grantaire is still trying to formulate a response because what.

Grantaire flirts with Enjolras. This is a known fact to all inhabitants of the earth, except Enjolras himself. Grantaire teases and baits and irritates Enjolras, who doesn’t react to any of it except for the occasional sigh or look of disdain.

Enjolras does not know Grantaire flirts with him. Enjolras has remained oblivious to Grantaire’s flirting since day one, which leads Grantaire to the only logical conclusion: one of their traitorous friends has gone and clued him in.

“I’m glad you finally noticed.” Grantaire says dryly, because what is he if not honest?

Enjolras just stares at him. “How long…?” he asks, leading the conversation into a stretch of silence that’s going to get awkward pretty fast. Grantaire would take this opportunity to run and never look back if he didn’t wholly revel in the feeling of Enjolras’ gaze on him.

“I can’t give you an exact date but in looser terms, probably from around the moment we met.” He says, grinning in an attempt to keep everything playful and hide the sincerity the confession would have otherwise uncovered.

Enjolras looks strickened. “Courf said you were but I always thought you were just trying to wind me up.”

Ah, so it was Courfeyrac, Grantaire thinks grimly. They’re going to be having a Conversation later.

“Who’s to say I wasn’t doing both? Flirting with you is fun, seeing you wound up is a nice side effect.”

“Oh.” Enjolras says, his expression twisted into one of confusion.

“I can stop, if you want.” Grantaire says after a lengthy pause. Enjolras hasn’t moved away yet, still stood in front of Grantaire in contemplation, and Grantaire isn’t that much of an asshole that he wants to make Enjolras uncomfortable. “I didn’t think you minded because I’ve been doing it for so long, but if this changes anything, if I’m crossing some boundary-type-thing, I’ll stop. Promise.” he adds, placing his hand over his heart because, yes, he is just that sincere.

“No, no, it’s not that,” Enjolras dismisses, waving his hand as if to clear the air of Grantaire’s words. “I just haven’t had that much experience with flirting. That’s all. You’re welcome to continue, if you like.”

Now it’s Grantaire’s turn to stare. Did Enjolras just… give him permission to flirt with him? That can’t be right, Grantaire’s ears must be broken. Can ears break? He’ll have to as Joly later.

“I- What?”

“Maybe it’ll give me a chance to get better at it, too.” Enjolras’ face is as stoic as ever but there’s a spark in his eyes different from the usual Revolutionary Fervor, and Grantaire is so fucked.

“Sure.” Grantaire says. His brain is only capable of monosyllables at the minute.

The barest hint of a smile makes itself known on Enjolras’ lips. “See you around, R.” he says, leaning forward and pressing them against the stubble of Grantaire’s cheek.

It takes a second for Grantaire’s brain to register the use of his nickname, and another few to register the kiss. By the time he’s caught up with his body’s reactions, Enjolras is on the other side of the room, casually chatting with Combeferre.

Far from killing him, Grantaire decides he’s going to send Courfeyrac the biggest flower arrangement he’s ever seen.

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