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In honor of our very first sneak peek of the movie Wicked, my nostalgia kicked into high gear and I'm honoring one of my earliest fandom crazes with a silly little comic I'm calling "Fiyero Doesn't Get Enough Recognition For All The Shit He's Been Through."
Enjoy Fiyero having the weirdest 72 hours of his life.
Sequel comic here.
I miss that
Owning a black cat is awesome because you’ll leave the bathroom and The Shape will be waiting for you
Professor Kenobi and his assistant and pilot Skywalker found a rare egg, what will hatch from it? (It's Grievous, he's a legendary)
My GOD the twitter drama is exploding. As of today, here are a couple updates for anyone interested:
The "insulin is free" tweet from the fake-verified Eli Lilly account tanked the company's stock, along with the stocks for two other major BioTech firms, by up to 4%
The "we're suspending arms sales to Saudi Arabia, the United States, et al" tweet from a fake-verified Lockheed Martin account tanked Lockheed's stock today
Since 8:00AM this morning there has been a tweet claiming Elon Musk was starting a program called "Elon's Tots" wherein he would pay off people's student loans
Numerous politicians and pundits have been targeted by trolls leveraging verified accounts to fuck with their public images, and many of them aren't being addressed nearly as fast as the fake-verified Elon Musk accounts
Twitter is allegedly worth 1/4 of what Elon bought it for
Tesla's stock has allegedly fallen by 50%
Elon has said Twitter may have to declare bankrupty
lmao
pairing: choreographer!steve rogers x ballerina!reader
summary: After receiving acclaim in your dance company's production of Sleeping Beauty, you audition for the principal role in its newest production, Giselle, and catch the eye of your attractive, new choreographer.
warnings: none
word count: 534 words
notes: i've been sitting on this for almost two years, and after re-reading it today, i decided to publish this sneak peek and see if there's interest in this. as a former ballerina, this is a passion piece for me, so please let me know what you think! <3 (initially wrote this as an ofc so if there's errors, my b!)
Someone was watching you. It took you a while, but when you finally realized it, your dancing changed.
You were always so sure that no one was in the building at this time. It was far too early. You loved coming in the studio early, doing warmups, choreographing ballets you were too nervous to ever present, and physically baring your soul to the three floor-to-ceiling mirrors that surrounded you. But now, someone knew your secret, and they were watching you at your most vulnerable.
As much as you wanted to cut the music, grab your bags, and flee the room, you couldn’t. The stakes were way too important. If you wanted to be Giselle, your lifelong dream, you had to stay and practice until your feet fell off.
This was your first audition where you had to perform a piece for the director and choreographer. It was new to you, and frankly, you loved the idea. It emboldened you to pick a piece from one of your secret choreographed ballets, especially one so ethereal and heartbreaking.
You began choreographing this piece when your heart first shattered into pieces. As you worked on the pieces, you felt the pieces of your heart slowing finding its way to each other, waiting for the glue to put it together. On the night you choreographed your favorite eight-count, you broke down in tears. Every time you performed that section that night, tears welled into your eyes until you was too emotionally exhausted to continue dancing.
Whoever was watching your dancing was entranced by you. They felt directly connected to you and the emotion that lied within your movement. You didn’t feel cruel judgment as you continued dancing under their watchful eyes. If it was Gia or a member of her entourage, they would’ve snickered loud enough to break your concentration. If it was Pierre, he would promptly tell you to go home and get rest.
This person felt foreign to you, but you didn’t mind dancing for them. Your nervousness quickly subsided, and you wanted to give them a show. To make up for your hyper-vigilance, you put more emotion into your movement. All of the emotions you felt while choreographing this piece rose to the surface like lava finally exploding out of a volcano. Yet no tears stained your cheeks. Your tears came in the form of arabesques, grand jetes, and a series of the best pirouettes you had ever performed in your life.
When you finished, you let out a loud exhale. You had stopped breathing unintentionally, and something told you the person watching did as well. Although you couldn’t see them beyond the one-way window, you knew they were moved by your performance. If they didn’t want to endanger their position, they would’ve clapped and sang praises for the performance. Instead, you (correctly) imagined them walking away stunned, unable to forget what they saw.
You felt proud in yourself and your capabilities. You weren’t the only person who knew your true potential. All of your anxieties had subsided in this moment. You weren’t worried about the other dancers or being reduced to a member of the corps.
You were Giselle, in more ways than one.
I’m all out of spoons
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"I suppose being ridiculously earnest could be considered a virtue, but... you should give up on me already. I'm not going to change how I feel—or how I act—no matter what you say."
"I get it... you're radiant."
"Your ears are bright red. (...) I did it on purpose. In case it annoyed you." (—Licht trying to make Emma give up on him by annoying her)
"...Thanks for the sweets. (...) Especially these. They were good." (—Licht appreciating Emma's darioles)
"If you get lost in the crowd, who do you think has to find you?"
"...You're imagining things. (...) I'm the same as I always am." (—Licht being bashful after talking passionately about the theatre troupe)
"My body is covered in scars. You're not used to that sort of thing. I figured it'd bother you. I appreciate the thought, though."
"We're twins, Nokto and I. One of us brings good fortune, and one brings bad. (...) No matter where I go, I cause sorrow to everyone around me. It's clear which sort of fortune I bring. (...) If all I do is cause everyone sorrow... there's no point to me even being alive..."
"I'm begging you... stay away from me."
"This is for you. (...) Your hair clip broke when that cart almost ran you over, didn't it? (...) Anyway... that's why I went into town first thing, before my day started." (—Licht gifting a hair clip to Emma)
"You're going back to the palace, right? I'll walk you partway there."
"...So in other words, you want me to go to this social function with you. (...) I think... ...No."
"Give me back the woman I love." (—Licht to the obsidianite carriage driver who tried to harm Emma)
"After Mama died, Nokto spent less and less time at the palace, and... I discovered what loneliness felt like. We'd spent our lives together, every waking moment, and... it was hard to be without him. It hurt, every single day."
"Just by living, I bring sorrow to everyone around me, and even if I die, I'll still bring sorrow to everyone around me. I don't know what's best, or what's right... I don't know how to atone... I don't know anything..."
"Maybe... I've just been using that old saying... as an excuse to avoid everything. I killed my mother... I ruined Nokto's life... I put you in danger... I don't really believe that I can... make anyone happy."
"I feel kind of pathetic. (...) It's like I'm only ever showing you the worst sides of me."
"When I'm with you... it almost feels like I'm starting to find all the emotions I lost when I was a boy. Pleasure, delight, happiness... A sinner doesn't deserve to feel those things. So I gave them all up. But you always affect me. You mess with my heart. That's why I hate you."
"I wanna hug... Please?"
"Rather than losing myself and aggravating your injury, I'm going to please you even more than usual. I can satisfy you just like this. ...Or do you dislike this kind of service, my lady?"
"You should get some rest. I'll see you back to the palace. There's nothing you can do for him by being here. ...If you're that worried, I'll keep an eye on him." (—Licht reassuring Emma in Rio's route)
"You're so lovely, and so kind, and so warm, and so kind, and so lovely... Hang on..."
"And the seventh is a good-for-nothing womanizer." (—Licht describing Nokto)
"I just remembered how I used to fall asleep when you were explaining military jargon to me. (...) And you never woke me up. You're weirdly nice sometimes." (—Licht to Chevalier)
"I want to become like you. You can dazzle anybody with your strength, and you can see the path to victory in any situation. That's what I need to be, too. I'd never say that to his face, though. That's so embarrassing." (—Licht thinking about Chevalier)
"I punched a whole bunch of Tanzanitian princes. (...) I solved things with my fists." (—Licht talking about his own diplomacy tactics to Nokto)
"Nokto is the only person I can tell something like this to." (—Licht's thoughts)
"I can't believe I'm taking Nokto's advice. Something's got to be wrong with me. But I don't think he was wrong. If I can get her body to be addicted to mine, then her heart won't leave, either." (—Licht's thoughts about Emma)
"I want you to be so obsessed with me that you can't bear to be apart from me ever again." (—Licht's thoughts)
"I want you to adore me so much that you can't think straight." (—Licht's thoughts)
"Keep paying attention to me. Keep adoring me. Keep loving me." (—Licht's thoughts)
"I just don't believe in God's good faith. Besides, my only god is Emma. I believe in her over any Tanzanitian God, even the God incarnate. (...) You don't want to pay the price for manipulating my God, either." (—Licht to Azel)
"You're more normal than people think." (—Licht to Clavis)
"Keep paying attention to me. Keep adoring me. Keep loving me." (—Licht's thoughts)
"I can't help it. I just want to kiss you every time I see you."
"You were super cute."
"Duh." (—Licht's reaction to the soldiers talking about him and Emma being so in love)
"No. No carrots." (—Licht reacting to Yves saying every steak pie needs carrots and peas)
"My goal is to get better at cooking. I want to at least be able to crack an egg without dirtying the wall."
"Ngh... Stop laughing, you... demon." (—Licht to Chevalier mocking him)
"I... I hate women like you."
"I adore you... So much that words aren't enough. Please stay with me forever more."
"I want Emma to see me as a romantic interest. Not as a friend. How do I do that? (...) ...I don't know why I bothered asking you." (—Licht to Nokto)
"When I think about how you never give up, even when things go wrong, and how you're always so optimistic about the future— I'm finally realizing... I've just been running away, all this time. (...) There's nothing more pathetic than the idea of me giving up and running away while everyone else is still fighting."
"Would it be okay if I... visited you sometimes? ...No, it's cruel of me to even ask, isn't it?" (—Licht to Emma once her stay at the palace comes to an end)
"...He was right. They're really nonsensical. But there's one thing that's clear to me from reading them. ...She really did love us." (—Licht talking about his mother's letters)
"I don't know how to find happiness without you."
"...I've never seen one before. (...) To me, you were like that rainbow, even at the start. Always too beautiful, and too bright. (...) Now... this particular light is something I treasure." (—Licht seeing his first rainbow with Emma)
"Don't use Nokto as bait." (—Licht to Chevalier)
"You're so cute it's criminal."
"Feels weird to be called 'cute'. I'm an adult. And engaged."
"I kept trying to figure out how I could have you all to myself, without them interrupting us. And eventually I had an idea. (...) I realized I just had to build a place that's just for us."
"But so long as I have you, nothing's ever rough."
"That night, I had a dream. The start was the same as the dream I knew so well. A figure lay in the middle of that vivid crimson spectacle, and it should have been my mother. I felt suddenly cold and empty. All my calm vanished, and I ran to her side, but the woman lying in the pool of blood had turned into the woman I loved most. The sound that escaped my lips in that moment was strong enough to tear the whole world apart." (—Licht's thoughts)