#// idk what aura would do i haven't thought too hard on that

[surging-eyes-seeing-through]

I suppose Mr Blackquill is taking this quite badly... (( To murderpollo!!!)

"Like... Prosecutor Blackquill? I don't think he has much of an opinion at all, given he was executed a few weeks ago."

[nikatyler]

List 5 facts about a favorite sim of yours, and send this to simblrs whose sims you adore 💜

Thank you! I felt like answering for Caleb this time. Probably some long time followers will remember some of this but I haven't talked about him in a while sooo yeah, nothing too obscure today :D

Caleb very rarely raises his voice. He's always very quiet, it's just how his voice is. He often has to repeat what he said because people didn't understand him the first time, which he hates and he's very anxious about it, but at the same time, talking louder is just so hard.

In his brief teaching era, he was really nice to his students, maybe too nice sometimes. He found it difficult to engage them in some activities and he often let it slide. They rarely misbehaved in his classes but joked about him a lot behind his back. But then there was also a small number of people who actually really liked him and his classes and felt sorry for how people viewed him. (Shoutout to my favourite uni professor, you were the goat even if you seemed like you were scared of us, you didn't deserve half the things people said about you)

He literally didn't believe in aliens until he gave birth to one. Sure, he thought there is intelligent life out there somewhere, but not that they'd be the classic Earth depiction of an alien or that they'd even want to make contact with humans, let alone pollinate them (and in his case, also fix his infertility issues by that)

Speaking of that, in the old original legacy, he eventually had twins with Rachel, it took a while, but whatever the aliens did with him, years later it kicked in and well Caleb and Rachel found the hard way lol. I'm not sure how to go about it now. Do we keep the twins even in the new canon, what do you think? I feel like I should keep them but also, I just don't know. How about them adopting instead? Or they have one biological child and one adopted -- oh hold up yeah what if they decide to adopt and then surprise, you're actually expecting too, so they end up having two kids. Or is that cheesy. Idk. I mean it's the sims so it can be cheesy I guess. Thoughts?

He's got this aura of a smart mature soft person around him, people would actually be surprised how full of swearing his inner monologue is :D They're always shocked when it comes out and he's just like -- that's normal, stop freaking out? 🤨 And then it hits him that he normally doesn't speak like that out loud.

Thanks for the ask! ♥

[starsunfirelight]

hey guys!

So, for the longest time, basically since I was 14 I guess (lol haha but no this is fr), I would love reading stories on the internet. I'm talking webtoons, web comics, manhua, sometimes manga, and that's pretty much it lol. But really, out of those, my favorite stories were the ones where the characters had to hide something for everyone. Or one where they maybe have to play pretend. And eventually, in like pretty much all of these stories, the characters eventually have someone to confide in, or the truth comes out somehow, anyway. And so, I loved these stories-- I couldn't get enough of them. Every time, I just kept finding more and more to read! But the thing is, why? I often thought this to myself, trying to see if I could figure out the reason why, but something always prevented me from seeing the real true ____

But recently I think I know why. Over like the past five years, which is a really long time, I had a hard time talking to people. This too, I always wondered... why? I mean, partly, the reason was obvious. No, I was not shy, I figured _that_ out a long time ago (lol). It just... every time I even tried to come up with the thought, I could visualize the seething hate behind it all. I could just feel this bad aura, and I knew that if someone else were to say this, I would hate them for it. So there I was, basically hating myself so much that I never wanted to speak at all. And this worked most of the time, and sometimes I could feel myself being nice so I just said what I said, and those times, I was really happy. :) In fact, if I was writing, I consider those pieces of writing some of my best work! And I still do! And this wasn't just with words too btw-- I could feel this same exact bad vibes whenever I was just around, so I learned to isolate myself from people too! I was like a walking around James Cordon, Pokimane, Rosanna Pansino (though I don't really know who she is inside, and I am sorry if this comparison is inaccurate) and idk I could just _feel_ it in the air, somehow. "No wonder no one wants to be my friend," I thought, because I wouldn't want to be my friend either. (Ok, admittedly, this was a bit of a later realization, but I think it started to happen around 3 years ago, so I think I am going to say that I knew, not for the whole time I was going around acting like this, but I realized it eventually. I guess, in a way it was kind of a slowly gradual realization, like most of this really was, I think.) But the point is, I knew _something_ was wrong, but I couldn't figure out what it was. Everything every single thing that I did was cringe somehow, and I had no idea what to do. Or in my mind at the time, "how to fix it."

So, turns out the real root cause of all of this was honesty. I was never honest with people, and that's why I had such a hard time talking to people. Each time I met someone new, it would go fine, or at least for a while, but then I would fail pretty bad the time when and if I ever saw them again. I realized (lol) that this was because I was putting on a fake persona each time I met someone, and when I met them for the second time I was struggling to remember what it was lol. Now I don't think that (should be) an issue anymore (idk haven't tried it out yet lol) because I just have to be one person, myself! Even I don't want to be myself, I have to. Because the reason everyone hates James Cordon is because when he's being fake, the people that he's trying to appease don't like him, because they know he's being fake. Everyone can tell. (unless they are gullible, like I was lol). And also, the people who would have liked his _real_ persona don't like him, because they never had a chance! And there would have been a lot of people who would have liked him anyway, or just at least respected him as a person, if he was just honest about who he was! Ok, I admit, at this point, I'm probably just projecting here, but that's the core idea of what I wanted to point out. (this is people pleasing 101 people, and trust me, I know from experience, it never works. Or least, no one wins in the end. You either make people happy and be absolutely miserable yourself, or you be the wrong person one too many times, people eventually find out, and then no one likes you anymore, because you never gave the chance for anyone to find out who you really are. ) So basically, be yourself! But that's hard to do, when you know you're a person you don't want to be. Or you just think you're not a good person for some reason. I that case, or just in general, be honest. It's the least you can do.

Ok, that felt like a nice ending, but there's a few more things I want to say.

The stupid reason I was doing all of this was, I spent too much time on the internet and thought that everyone hated me, no matter what I did. I failed to realize, however, that the only people who leave a comment are usually people with something to say, already a really small portion of the people who have seen the oringinal thing (or at least to some degree) and are usually filled by a lot of hate/love. They like it like 5 star or 1 star reviews on yelp, and not really anything in between. 3 is good! It means decent, and I just learned that very recently too lol. (most of my thought come from this video: https://youtu.be/sKcrsdvlBzE?si=lN74wZ5JCsE3YmQ4 which made me realize all of what I said and also a post from a PM seymore video (or least I think lol this one about the review system was a really long time ago).)

But anyways, stop lying to yourself. Then, at the very least, you can see where the problems are and begin to address them. If you stop hating yourself (and this isn't just for appearance btw, it also applies to a lot of other stuff too. you can be completely fine with your appearance and still hate yourself for other reasons. so just keep that in mind, bc I feel like that's the only kind of "hating yourself" I seen in the media, and the second kind isn't really talked about a lot. I thought I didn't hate myself because I was completely fine with my appearance. I was dead wrong about the fact that I didn't hate myself, for one reason or another that wasn't this one thing that seemed like the only thing everyone seemed to talk about, I guess be cause it's easier to portray on television. Man, if someone had told me "it's ok to be yourself based on your interests" a long time ago, things would be so different and I think I would have so much more self confidence than I do right now/currently.)

But anyways, stop lying to yourself. Then, at the very least, you can see where the problems are and begin to address them.

I think this point bears repeating again, as it's the main point I'm trying to sew.

It's like an internalized phobia, or at least it was for me, and the sooner you let go, the sooner you feel so much better. like a butterfly :)

like a purple butterfly :) (look at a picture, it's very pretty)

therapy is fun (I haven't gone since I was forced to as a child for idk other reasons, it was mandatory somehttps://youtu.be/EEqHRmZmDCU?si=yvC_21JJfxQ48BFK)

(side note: I no longer feel like "I have a point to prove", come up with 15 reasons for just loving what I love, or get angry and hold it inside and not tell anyone about so they can never help me and I just stay angry about it for like 3+ straight years lol. It happens, just like in ATLA! lol :))

yeah I guess I can see why I loved those comics so much now lol. I wanted to be that person, all along :)

now the next mystery is gender benders lol (I think it's because of equal societal expectations where before it was very unfair :))

[stuffedsand]

Es - 1, 4, 12, and 20

Shidou - 6, 18, 23, and 25

Kazui - 2, 12, 13, and 25

Ok redoing this again 💥💥💥 thankyou for the ask rain Tumblr tried to eat it twice now

Es:

1) why do you like/dislike this character?

Ok I have a good few reasons for this!!! I love es milgram that much is obvious but my reasons for liking characters is usually really disorganized so I'll try my best

A) they're so cool looking I love their character design!!! Like holy shit. I've cosplayed them before type of good character design yk

B) they just like me fr

C) they're such a fun concept for an audience insert!! With their own opinions and morals that are somewhat shaped by the audience. Affected by but not entirely reflective of the audiences views and opinions because they're still their own character. Augh.

4) if you could put them in any other media, what would it be?

Hmm if you mean type of media I'd say video game milgram 💥 it'd be fun!!

If by media you mean fandom... Then idk 💀 I'm not the type to crossover single characters, so it'd be like. All of Milgram into something like hsr (iirc someone made this concept... I've thought about it alot but I don't remember who)

12) what's a headcanon you have for this character?

I like to think they regularly check in on the prisoners of their own will! They say it's routine checkup but realistically jackalope didn't say shit about checking in on prisoners outside of interrogations.

Alternatively I think they tend to hold jackalope while sleeping. He hates this

20) ideal best friend for this character

This one's a hard one... Within Milgram I'd say......... Yuno? Or fuuta? Just based on vibes, really. Maybe muu but I haven't watched her voice dramas yet...

Shidou:

6) something you have in common with this character?

He is not a character you'd want to have things in common with if I'm to be honest. Anyways.

Probably my manner of speaking? Doesn't come across as much in text because I make good use of emojis and the words lmao and lol too much. Also the rebuttal of Es' statement in trial 1 vd is something I'd do no hesitation. I was hoping he'd do that actually.

Alternatively... I guess general personality? In the whole mellow, apparently resting bitch face and unintentional aura of intimidation (friends words), and I guess being stupid and stubborn counts, yeah?

18) Relationship with another character in canon that you admire?

....is it off topic to say him and his wife. I think they were cute. Unfortunate, the use of past tense tho lmao

As of current milgram......... Idk he's not the most interactive. Seems to be just acquaintances with most other prisoners... Maybe him n Kazui? The relationship is formed on an unhealthy habit but they seem to by trying to have each other's backs and that's nice.

23) favourite picture of this character

TRIAL 2 ALBUM ART it's so pretty. The way the light flares frame his face like a "halo" in a way no other door art does. The lighting....

Honorary mention to the I think 1st anni art that I have as a standee :)

His t2 album art makes me insane man. The fucking colours on that thing. I really like the colours purple and blue so like. Gestures. Yeah

25) What was your first impression of the character? How about now?

Oh my god you wouldn't believe. Ok so first impression was amusement if I'm fr. I thought him being the only one going "yeah I'd like to die. As atonement of course" was really funny. After that, because I did buy into the organ harvesting theory at the time, I thought the innocent vote was funny. Then triage made me cry.

Now I have Very Complicated Feelings (positive) of points at him hello Mr morally fucked up. I want to see you get worse. I am extremely strange about my favourites I think you can tell.

Kazui:

2) Favourite canon thing about him?

If you're talking generally then I love the songs I love half so much I love cats so much . What about him makes him always get banger songs

If we're talking traits then....I suppose it's how he acts. Like his regret for his "murder". It's so fun to spin around, that he knows it's not legally murder but by god will he feel responsible for her death, enough to consider himself a murderer. Augh

12) headcanon for this character?

I'm not gonna say he's queer I'm not gonna say that he's queer I'm not I'm a stronger person than thi

Anyways. That even years into their marriage he and hinako continued to go on little "dates" (which isn't common apparently? Not where I am)

Though that might be canon... What with that part in cat. Hm...

I like to think he did actually want to be an actor at some point. Or at least had passion in an artistic field. Oh the woes of social construct

13) emoji that reminds you of the character

I think we know. 🍏

(🥬🍏🤍🩵💙 iykyk)

What he would use tho... 👍 Probably.he feels like a 👍 guy

25) first impression vs current one

Well....on first watch of half I spent an hour analysing it, but I can't quite remember my first impression of kazui as a character...

I know I liked the theatre imagery and the implication that he was hiding something. I also remember that even then I did not believe the cheating allegations. I was right btw/silly

Now he makes me sad. I still hold a similar impression but now there's the extra thing that cat gave me of him being a liar since birth so it's not just a lie thing it's a mask to keep yourself safe thing. Aughghghg

[moonlightknightess]

Hiii

nice to see you back ❤️ thank you for answering my ask .

I’m interested in eremikasaha kids , can I get smn for them ( not all of them just one or two ) idk honestly some cute family moments like first step or birth

Hello! Kinda weird how im answering this asks months later and yet it feels fitting with the whole coming back thing 😅 makes me feel a bit guilty about it ngl Now, EreMikaSasha with Kids are something else! I haven't really give it too much of a thought when I first started writing about them but I can totally see it! both cuz Mikasa has always had this family aura surrounding her (and there is no way she is going through life without enjoying the wondars of a family she was denied at such a young age 😔) and cuz I can totally see Eren and Sasha struggling way to hard with the whole parenting thing, which gives me the giggles ngl 🤭

Their first borns have to be a pair pretty beautiful girls! Firstly cuz I said so and sencondly cuz Eren gives me the vibes of being a girl's father 😖

They are both conceived and born on the same day, just hours apart, mainly cuz Eren's horny ass found it arousing to do it like that ��� (it quickly bites him in the butt cuz dealing with two pregnant women at the same time is no joke lol, he was forced to become their malewife in order to help them 😂)

They all are a mess of tears when their are finnally born into this world (pun intended) both Mikasa and Sasha at the verge of passing out as their welcome their Kids for the first time by calling their names, Carla and Natasha respectively 🥺

The more they grow, the more they realizar them both are literal carbon copies from their respectives mothers! Like Carla would get obvious oriental features resenbmling her mother, and Natasha's reedish hair it's an obvious tell of Sasha's 😂 the only reason he knows they are his children it's cuz they both got they emerald like eyes! Which they rock flawlessly!

They personalities also rubbed on them because Carla will be the quietest of the babies, hardly ever cries, let alone make a single sound, while Natasha on the other hand is a whole different deal, would show her amusement at any small thing that happens in front of her by laughing or gasping, and will get startled by the smallest of noises, crying out loud for her mommy to sing lullabies till she sleeps again!

For that reason Natasha is the first to say her first words in between the two of them! a single "Ma!" that she says right after Sasha comes to pick her up that has her almost sobbing on the spot, barely able to call for Mikasa and Eren to flex on them how her little one said her first words!

When it comes to more important things in the matter of parenting they are all a mess, some of them more than others, but in the end they are all new to this life changing commitments, and so they are bound to make some mistakes

Mostly cuz Eren would be way too overprotective over his children whenever they interact with other kids at the local playground, or simply when they interact with their enviroment, like preventing them from doing harmless things as playing with grass or interrupting the fun they would have with other kids whenever he sees them stained with something, and obvious reflex he took from his mother (oh how tables have turned 🤣)

Sasha would be a bit careless on the other hand, since she grew up with a father that made her learn about the world by letting her figure things on her own, leting pass things such as let them try to eat anything from the floor just so they learn what is ediable and what not, or letting them on their own for way too much time

Mikasa would try to be in the middle ground when it comes protecting their kids, a perfect balance of letting them experience things on their own and helping them when they need her, her only flaw coming in the form of her inexperience with dealing with kids

In the end they grew more fitting in the roles of parents as a whole, helping each other by making up for each other flaws, successfully rising a pair of beautiful girls that sooner than later would enjoy their own life (they are still teeagers, their parents are just being dramatic😅), the empty nest syndrome hitting earlier than expected and deciding that they want at least a boy this time 😈

[your-daily-dose-of-fandoms]

Could you do a master x reader? I haven't seen one so I thought to ask .. Maybe where the reader has known ubuyashiki for a while but got turned into a demon but doesn't hurt people? Idk I just really wanna see one with this man

Hello anon! Thank you for your extraordinary request! No one has requested anything for Ubuyashiki from me, so this was interesting to write! I hope you enjoy

Also, as you guys can notice, I'm currently trying out new styling options for my posts, so don't be confused lmao.

》Fandom: Demon Slayer 》Characters: Ubuyashiki Kagaya 》Warnings: Mentions of death

》 Ubuyashiki Kagaya x Reader

Cure

On the day when the flowers were laid on the grave, you disappeared.

There was no note, no signs of running away nor of a fight. You simply just disappeared into oblivion; no trace left behind to track.

Ubuyashiki couldn’t take it. His condition worsened, his eyes beginning to fail. The illness did not ask for consent, as it vulgarly took over him against his own will, reaching every part of his body and making it hard to commit to anyone or anything. He carried around a solemn aura, his mind going to places he never thought they would, as he had sworn an oath to himself after his father’s death, but he couldn’t resist. He had lost the only things that kept his life separated from duty. First, his wife, Amane, succumbed to an illness, and then you left him behind. He was blaming himself, his family’s curse, and it was a hard burden to carry. He fell into a melancholy state, feeling nothing but alike of a grain of sand lost in an eternity. Nevertheless, Ubuyashiki committed to his duty, taking care of his Hashiras until his very own death as he had promised, but not a day went by when he wished to see you one last time before the time of his blindness.

Then you recurred, appearing in Ubuyashiki’s room after three winters had passed by. Like the first snowy day during winter, unexpectedly, covering the world with its beauty, blinding with its light. You stormed in, the feeling of familiarity with you, turning the world upside down just when Ubuyashiki had lost hope.

But you were not the same.

The delight in your eyes had died out, become dull, as you held a smile in your eyes no longer. Your skin was not warm or radiating life, it had turned pale and gleamy with the sweat, the blush on your cheeks long gone. If you had been still, you would have looked alike with a porcelain doll with your beady eyes and solidified state. He did not see the dimples in the corners of your mouth, or the way you would smile at him, instead he was met with two pairs of red eyes and plenty tears dropping on the fine wooden floor down by your chin.

“I-I missed you”

You had managed to say between your hiccups, and that night he had been ready to die by your hands. But so happened that from that day on Ubuyashiki never let go of you again. Not even when he lost his sight, you being the last thing he saw.

“Oyakata-sama, how are you feeling?”

Later he found out, you had been a failed experiment by Muzan, trying to turn Ubuyashiki’s closest subordinates against him when he was at his weakest.

“Don’t fret (L/N)-kun, I’m feeling notably blissful tonight. Besides, what have I mentioned of calling me by my real name? You have no need for such formalities, and you know that”

You hummed, walking beside him, allured by his voice. You were leading him through the garden, giving him his time of placing his steps right, as he occasionally swung and took in the smell of wisteria flowers. It was late at night, and you had once again caught him being unable to sleep due to his pains. You furrowed your brow.

“I know... I just want to pay my respects to you, Oy- Ubuyashiki-sama. You are already overworking yourself”, You told him. If he were not to be your superior, you would have scolded him more often of his foolishness. He was too selfless for his own good, prioritizing everyone before him like his life was less worthy than theirs. He seemed like he had everything under control, strings neatly folded in his hands like he was a puppeteer of some sorts, but in reality, he was struggling as much as everyone else. He just had prioritized his own duty and Demon Slayer corps first ever since he was a child. He needed someone to dig all his burdens out of him, and that someone had been Amane before her death. Now you had taken up the duty to honor his late wife. You had become his eyes and protection, when he couldn’t protect himself anymore. You were content with that, feeling in debt for saving your life from Hashiras back when you had broken into his room.

Ubuyashiki nodded and smiled gently.

“That’s a lot better, but may I still insist you to switch to Ubuyashiki-kun, even Kagaya-kun would be fine”, He told and you gasped and stopped in your tracks, looking at him with shock.

“That would be way too informal from me! You’re my superior!” You told him, shaking your head in denial. You were a timid girl, raised by a very formal family, and you were not easy to let go your past, proven by your demonization. Ubuyashiki brought his hand in front of his mouth and chuckled at your formal antics. Despite knowing him for years, you still held onto them. Suddenly, his hand sifted on his head, accidentally letting out a grunt, alarming your presence.

“It is hurting again, isn’t it?” You whispered faintly, hurt by the pain you were seeing him in. Your voice was laced with dozen shades of worry, as you gently brought your hand on his head, as he looked solemn.

“(L/N)-kun, you shouldn’t. I am not a responsibility of yours to worry”, He insisted, but you had already begun to chant to yourself. His lips pursed into a tight line, quilt aching in his chest.

“Blood demon art... pain replacement!” You whispered, soon tightening your grip on his head, as the pain he just recently had, travelled onto you, as he was switched with harmonious and canorous feeling of sailing through a calm sea instead. Ubuyashiki sighed in disapproval as he carefully grabbed your hand in his and drew circles on the back of it with his thumb to calm you down.

“You don’t need to do that, are you aware? I’ll manage, but the last thing I want is you getting hurt for my expense again”, he said holding your hand reassuringly. He wished he could have seen you, assured you that he was going to be fine, but he had lost his sight and none of those lies were true. He was going to die, and he wanted to spend his last moments with you, even if it meant being selfish. He sighed, bringing your hand to hold his cheek, a moment of vulnerability he rarely showed.

“All I wish for is to spend these last nights in your presence. Is that alright?” He asked, and he felt your cold hand shaking, wanting to form a fist under his skin. He smiled, asking you to have confidence in him.

“I know it is a burden for you to carry, but I promise I will not die in vain. I know that, and I just need you to trust me”, He continued, and he could hear you leave out a stifled sniffle. You were at your breaking point, seeing the man you loved leaning onto your touch, trusting his long-sworn enemy more than his Hashiras, treating you no different than from before. You did not know what you had done to gain this influential man’s trust, and you had hard time accepting it. But you had never been able to say no to him.

“I’m going to find you a cure, you know that, right? I have to, I cannot lose you Oya-... Kagaya-kun”, You told him determined to save him from his unjust and cruel fate. He had suffered enough, he deserved to be happy. His grab on your hand tightened, as it was almost desperate for a search of comfort. That was the only thing that gave him up on his next lie, but you were too lost in your mind to take notice of it.

“I know”, Even when he knew you wouldn’t.

[slow-button-off]

If I would have seen the name of the documentary about any of the others drivers, I would have thought "Yeah. Funny". But with Carlos there is this little problem that he has this aura he really sees himself at least kinda like that. Did he ever really recognise Charles' races got f*cked up to save his position? No. I kinda get the feeling he isn't even seeing this, since he is just used to be treated like this. The entitlement of a rich boy!

Sometimes I think about how it must have been at Torro Rosso in 2015 with the Verstappen clan and the Sainz clan there. It must have been hell for everyone there.

Helloo!!

The title without the synopsis focusing to so hard on how much he has struggled because of his name would just be any documentary name to me tbh. A bit funny but normal.

I haven't seen the film tho, because DAZN doesn't want to let me, no matter how hard I try, so maybe the film itself isn't even focusing on it as much as the synopsis makes it sound like. Idk.. Carlos is a great diver but to pretend that his family connections didn't help at all to get him to where he is is just wrong imo. He wouldn't have made it to Ferrari if he weren't talented but his name surely helped a lot in the beginning.

As much as it annoys me I get why he doesn't acknowledge that Ferrari fucking up with Charles helps him. Because without external circumstance he's only beaten Charles once this season in a race. in France. That's not a nice feeling. So when he ends up ahead of Charles I get that he doesn't want to admit that it wasn't because he was better but because he was luckier.

Like Vasseur said it's easier to admit you fucked it or got lucky when you know your talent would be enough to do the job too. (This is meaner than I wanted it to sound like)

Toro Rosso back then was FUN! The two boys always got along, or that's at least what they say now but the people behind them surely didn't. There was a lot of planting stories in the media about other teams and trying to create pressure to make RB pick the "right" son and so on.

[danieyells]

Messy mutterings about Chapter 55 spoilers with a small angst warning, copypasted from discord with little cleaning and edits lol

I'm imagining Raphael sent Luke away so he wouldn't interfere with him killing/fighting Michael and Simeon went along with the idea and is in the human world too so Luke's not, y'know, on his own in a strange new world and to reduce Luke's suspicion and all. But as Michael and Raphael are fighting or whatever Luke somehow learns what's going on/realizes why things are off and rushes home to try and stop it.

He tries to get between Raphael and Michael(perhaps his back, Raph perhaps striking while Michael is lost in thought missing the brothers, spaced out, staring at the wall where their portraits were) and is struck violently by Raphael's spear instead. Simeon, ofc, followed him home to try and protect him but is too late because of Luke's own determination to protect Michael bonus if he grows a little in this scene--just magically, because his current smol form is too weak to help surely but if he were a little bigger, a little stronger, maybe he could make it in time--!! and Luke is impaled.

He doesn't die but none of the three wanted Luke hurt in this confrontation--Michael is angry at Raph for attacking/being violent in the first place, Raph is mad at Simeon for failing to restrain Luke, and Simeon is like is now really the time for this because hello Luke is hurt.

Angels are made of strong stuff, he's not gonna die but he'll be in a bad spot if they don't get him to an angel who specializes in healing. I've elected this to be Uriel for now although I've been told that Raphael is generally percieved as the angel of healing--but with OM canon his reputation sonfar is so hostile I'm gonna say that may not be the case. Michael (or Raph) can stave things off for a bit but he's not healing specialized either--they're all Archangels and Seraphs but their fields are elsewhere, mostly combat.

(Luke tries to assure that he's fine and attempts to remove the spear. They don't allow this because the spear is, of course, keeping most of his blood in at the moment.)

They can't fly him to someone because it'd be bumpier so they have to carry him or call/run/send for help--so other angels do learn what's going on and speculation begins. Luke is hospitalized and Raph and Michael and Simeon stay with him while he sleeps, kinda tensely, not really ready to talk out whatever happened. But before he passed out Luke tried to tell Raphael not to fight/kill Michael, to talk to him instead. He wanted to tell him to talk to the demons/humans too, they're not as bad as they think(he and Raph are very likeminded so he thinks 'maybe Raphael will listen to me since I'm starting to see that I was a little wrong maybe') but he couldn't get it out.

Simeon messages the demons, Solomon, and MC and says he won't be returning to the human world/devildom for a bit because Luke was hurt in the CR. Mammon, having had recently gotten attached to Luke, is stunned and angry and anxious and wants to know what happened. Simeon isn't ready to tell them yet, and Mammon demands Barb make a portal to the CR for him to check on Luke--surely Barb is also worried because he cares for Luke too!

Diavolo says they're not allowed to go and Barb agrees(he felt as much before Diavolo said anything too.) Simeon agrees because there's some unrest now and speculation and with an exchange student angel having had been injured by a notoriously demon-skeptical Archangel some angels are worried the demons may be involved in this somehow and if demons suddenly showed up it'd make things worse. Mammon curses his helplessness because his new little brother minion is hurt and he can't even check on him. Simeon feels helpless too--he's an archangel, a Seraph, but he can't help Luke either.

I imagine MC then offers to visit instead--they may be a powerful sorcerer now but they're still just a sheep human with an inhuman aura right? They wouldn't be as concerning for the general populace. After some consideration the demons and Solomon agree this would be okay, as does Michael and Simeon [and Raph maybe] but they say to wait a few hours/a day or two before doing so, just to allow some cooldown/recovery in the CR.

(In the meantime Mammon reviews one of Luke's recent text chains to him where he's baking something. He tries to copy all the steps and instructions and clumsily makes some cupcakes. They're ugly and Mammon isn't known for his stellar cooking, but they kinda relieve him a bit and Beel says they taste alright, so Mammon asks MC to bring them to the CR for Luke for him--there's enough for Michael too since he's probably going through a hard time. It's not like he cares or anything!! He's just building up credit! They'll owe him with interest when this is all said and done!!!)

Idk what'd happen afterwards--it's probably the first time MC meets Raph so it's not under the best circumstances and he definitely wouldn't trust sweets from a demon. And even if he was gonna fight/kill Michael he doesn't trust that Mammon would give him anything safe and instinctively would tell Michael not to touch them, let alone Luke if he's awake to do so. So it's not like he hates Michael, he just. Things need to change and he tried to incite it the only way he knows how--or, rather, the most effective way, given how quickly things changed after the Rebellion. A spear to the throat makes anyone listen. A rebellion is what made Michael change, so maybe it will help him go back to normal too.

(Maybe Luke is awake enough to hear them talking about these things and weakly asks if Raph is going to be exciled over this--the first thing he says since passing out. They're surprised because. He got injured trying to protect Michael but he's still trying to protect Raphael, Michael's assailant? But Luke understands how Raphael feels because he feels the exact same way--or he used to. He didn't trust demons or humans or sorcerers or the exchange program, he didn't think they should get along at all. And he saw how sad Michael was without the brothers and hated them for that too--and Raph feels the same way, right?

Angels are all family. Raphael, Michael, Luke, Simeon, even when they disagree, when their views don't align due to time and perspectives and experiences and ages and positions, they're all brothers. And Lucifer and them were their family too. Even if they disliked them or how they behaved, even if they resent their rebellion and its effects they were still family and they loved and cared about them.

And Raphael doesn't want to see Michael hurting anymore either--certainly not over people who don't care anymore, certainly not over people who turned on them and Father, who must hate them as well. . .but he's been with the brothers for over a year now. Maybe two or three at this point. And he may have only learned it recently but. . .they haven't forgotten. They probably don't hate them. And the demons, the humans, even those unfaithful and the practitioners of dark magic, the fallen, they're not as bad as they thought. They're not necessarily their enemies. Raphael doesn't know it like Luke does because he's never left the CR aside for war and maybe visiting the human world briefly too, right? But if he'd consider things differently, if he's allowed a chance to learn, Luke himself promises Michael, promises Father who's surely watching as he always is, that he'll understand. Raph made a rash decision albeit after many many years of consideration-- but it was out of ignorance, so please forgive him and give him another chance and don't excile him? On top of that he needs a chance to learn and do better--imagine how he'd feel, being turned into something he hates or fears? It will help him learn, sure, but it also may only make him feel worse or make him do something more rash or result in another Fall if he has supporters.

Raphael doesn't hate Michael--he just wants things to be different. Perhaps to go back to normal. And he doesn't want Michael to mope over the loss of the seven brothers and Lilith anymore either.

And maybe in this time, since they'd have to decide what to do about Raph, Michael requested Diavolo come over too--y'know, in case Raph is exciled, they'd want Diavolo's approval and reassurance to keep an eye on him too. So maybe he or Barb, as they arrive in the room, would approve of Luke's appeal--ask what Michael and Simeon And Raph and MC think. They could always bring him in as an exchange student too! 😘 That worked for Luke!

Ultimately Raph probably wouldn't be exciled/become a Fallen but be given another chance. Maybe he's stripped of his title temporarily, until he's sufficiently deemed to learn about demons, angels, their history together, culture, whether or not they can get along, etc--so he's bitter, but thankful. And Michael understands that perhaps he's been allowing how much he misses the brothers and Lilith to cloud him and maybe it's time to move on and make changes to the Celestial Realm again after all this time. Bonus points if the bros came along and he was too distracted to sense them--someone's like "oh you're moving on? So we came here for no reason after all?" and ofc he's happy to see them again and gets to hang out with them again for a while before getting to say a goodbye with more closure. And he hangs off of Lucifer's neck the whole time they're there lol he and Dia bond over being Lucifer fanboys too.

Luke's okay in the end--a little worse for wear because being stabbed by Raphael is Not A Small Ordeal but he's okay and he shows a little more maturity. But he's also still same old Luke who will happily point out how awful demons are and use it as an excuse for distrust/fear--but he's more mindful of it now because he feels like he needs to set a good example for Raph lmao.)

[bby-ahgastay]

dance partner - lee know

a/n: so i this is an idea i had for a little mini series. unlike the one with stoner!jisung this will have more plot but idk how long it'll be quite yet. if y'all like it i'll write more! (i haven't edited it but i will later sorry for any mistakes). (also thank you for how well stoner!jisung one and two did, three is on its way too i promise!)

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you couldn't believe you let yourself end up on some stupid dance show. especially now that you've been told who your partner is.

lee minho wasn't someone you had met before coming here, but from what you've seen from him you knew you wouldn't want to have to interact with him too much. he just seemed like a stuck up jackass of a celebrity. so of course, with your luck, the judges decided that 'based on the way you two move' that you'd be perfect partners for at least this level.

you had been struggling with your career a bit lately. you were a dance instructor, one who used to do very well for herself. but then you started losing business. you weren't even sure why, but it happened. you had heard about this show that was casting dance instructors to work with famous celebrities. you never exactly wanted to be in some flashy dance show with people who are either rude to begin with or wait until you trust them to screw you over. yet here you are. and it's been hard, but you've managed to keep a good enough distance from most people here.

you only grow more and more annoyed as you wait longer for minho. he was supposed to meet you to practice almost an hour ago. you've stretched five times now, practicing as much dance as you can while you wait. there's only so much you can do without him, you two are supposed to be choreographing a dance together. and you don't intend to do this shit yourself.

it's been nearly two hours by the time you give up. you were sitting on the floor against the mirror, texting minho again. a sigh falls past your lips and you turn your phone off, pushing yourself towards your bag on the floor. "he hasn't responded the other ten times, he's not gonna respond this time either..." you mumble to yourself. you collect your stuff and prepare yourself to leave.

as you move for the door it opens, minho striding in, eyes sharp and a cocky aura to him. "minho! what the fuck!" you exclaim, looking up at him as he walks closer. he stops and blinks down at you, a blank look in his eyes. 'this asshole looks like he doesn't even know my name,' you shake your head internally.

"what are you doing? leaving? come on, don't slack off, let's start," he shakes his head disapprovingly, a scoff leaving your mouth as you stare at him wide eyed. you follow him more into the dance studio, throwing your bag back to the floor by the mirror.

"are you kidding me?" he acts as if he can't even hear you, settling in and beginning to stretch. "minho, are you seriously just gonna act like you aren't two hours late? you couldn't even text me back?!" nonchalant as ever, the boy just rolls his eyes and continues his stretches.

"calm yourself, uh..." he tilts his head and squints, obviously blanking on your name.

"y/n," you speak through gritted teeth, hoping he realizes how done you already are. but he still just waves you off, arrogance radiating off of him.

"whatever, y/n, i'm here now okay? let's just start instead of wasting time fighting, it's useless," the tone of his voice is so convincing, it only frustrates you further. you open your mouth but just have to close it again. what could you even say to him anymore?

'i really pity whoever has to date this asshole,' you think to yourself. he seems impossible to fight with. so all you can do is stretch with him, even though you've stretched more than enough for sure.

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working with minho wasn't as bad as you'd expected, he seemed surprisingly professional when it actually came to dancing. there would be a couple times you thought maybe he was flirting, the way he would look right at you with that smirk after showing you an especially sexy move, or how when you two danced together he would hold you against his body just a little extra close. but then he would be back to his cold self as soon as the music stopped.

'he's just a seductive dancer,' you tell yourself. you hate to admit it, but something about him had you rubbing your thighs together, feeling the wetness gathering.

by the time you guys were packing your things up to head home it was dark out, nearly ten already. "well... bye, i guess," you call out to him, adjusting your bag on your shoulder. all you got was a soft grunt in response, his back to you as he zipped his bag up.

you purse your lips and turn around, making your way for the door. you don't make it very far before you feel a hand on your arm, pulling you back and pushing you against the wall. you gasp in shock, looking up him as your heart races.

"why don't you come to my place tomorrow, sweetheart? some people are coming over for drinks and stuff... i figured we should hang out a little more if we're gonna do this," his tone is playful, you can tell he's hinting at more than just hanging out. the words that lie behind what he actually said are definitely dirty, and usually you'd be offended. but usually it's not an attractive dude hitting on you, and you have to admit that you liked the way he touched you when you danced. his hands felt like they were supposed to be on you.

"fine... but did you really have to push me against the wall? it just feels like a bit much," your lips turn up in amusement as he scoffs. he begins backing up a little, and you place your hands on his chest and playfully push him back. but as soon as you touch him his hands are on your hips, shoving you back into the wall.

it shocks you this time too, and you stare up at his smug expression. "don't let yourself think you're in charge here, babygirl, you're not," he growls in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. "understand?" a moan almost leaves your mouth as he glares down at you with dark eyes. you lick your lips and nod your head slowly, submitting to him in a second.

"good girl," he mumbles. minho leaves a kiss on your forehead before grabbing his bag from the floor and leaving. you stay in your place for a moment, trying to process what the fuck just happened. you feel your heart clench and your face heat up as you think about seeing him tomorrow night.

and then you remind yourself. the guy you're getting all excited about was the same guy who showed up two hours late without any text or warning at all, he barely said anything to you before this and when he does he's just telling you he's gonna turn you into another fuck... no way will it be that easy for him.

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[86-was-his-year]

Say My Name | Park Seonghwa Smut |

Warnings: Dom/sub relationship, swearing, selfcest (basically fucking yourself you'll see), oeal (female receiving), anal, male x male, voyeurism, hair pulling, chocking, use of belt as leash (?), crying (again), orgasm denial, orgasm control, Seonghwa being a dom, consensual non-con (but like not?? Idk if this falls in that category,everyone agrees but like non-verbally? Gonna put it here for the peeps who can't read things like this it's okay and of you need to talk I'm here), brief violence 

Summary: Seonghwa has to beat his dark alter but it's not in the way you'd expect.

A/N: if you're not comfortable with selfcest you don't have to read and if you don't know what it is then I suggest you look it up so you know if you want to read this. Idk it's been stuck on my head lately and I wanna share my wonderful ideas with you!!

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Everyone had a dark alter. You could meet them anywhere, at any age, and at any time. No one knows how it happened but the elders speculate that sometime somehow our two universes collided and pushed our dark alters into our world. There was chaos at first, no one knew who was the dark and who was the good many people went mad. People became obsessed with getting the dark alters into their own universe, scientists even dedicated their lives to it.

The dark alters roamed our world until we found a way to get them back. A man found his dark alter and fought him making sure that he made the dark alter recognize that he was the fake, that he was the copy. And he disappeared the dark alter went back into his own plane and the man was free, but that was ages ago it passed into legend and most people who met their dark alters never lived to tell about it, the dark alters taking their place in our universe.

I met my dark alter when I was a child at the age of 10. My parents were shocked but they couldn't help. To get rid of my dark alter jihad to make her see that I was the real one. I had to make her see that I had a real identity and she didn't belong here. My ten year old brain could only think of one thing that could take her down. A game of rock, paper, scissors. It was a risk but at the same time I was the reigning champ in my 4th grade class.

Well, the game went by easily. Loser had to say the winners name to show that they were the real identity and she faded away like dust blown off an old book. After that I was never the same. I became the youngest female to defeat her dark alter but if I was being honest the publicity and fame didn't make it worth it. Watching myself fade away like that is something I would never forget the pain in her face as she grasped her throat was something that has haunted my dreams almost every night. I was depressed and couldn't regain the happiness I had felt before watching her die, before I met Seonghwa.

His dark hair and dark eyes lured me in and ever since I've been in love with him. We met in freshman year of high school immediately bonding over a certain teacher we hated, convinced that she was actually the dark alter. No one with such a pretty face should be so evil. We figured out that We had most of the classes together and became friends, rumors spread and people talked and it all came back to us in the form of blushed cheeks and quiet giggles in class.

We went to college together and had been dating ever since we occasionally had our fights but who didn't. We always loved each other in the end and then we met his dark alter. Seonghwa had lost his cute boyish charm and was a man, the dark hair was no more and blonde hair took it's place. I personally loved it and I think he knew because every time his roots came in he would touch them up and make sure they were blonde as well.

I was walking around campus when I saw a familiar blonde boy walking with a girl. She was someone that Seonghwa and I had always hated. She had made fun of our relationship a multitude of times and I could feel the anger well inside me as I saw him slip his arm around her shoulder.

"Hey, Y/N!" I heard Seonghwas voice and looked further up. He was still talking to her but I couldn't hear him. A hand wrapped around my shoulder and turned me around. I saw Seonghwas bright smiling face and I immediately knew what was going on.

"S-Seonghwa?" My heart dropped when I saw the worry in his face.

"What's wrong babe? Are you okay?" His hands went up to my face and looked into my eyes. I could feel them start to well up, he would have to go through what I went through. He would have to defeat his dark alter. Once you see them one cannot live while the other walks in the same plane. There was a chance that I could lose him.

"I-He is here." He looked over at the pair and they haven't moved. Still talking and giggling together.

"Who is baby?" He was rubbing the fresh tear from my cheeks.

"Y-Your alter." I instantly saw his eyes darken. He looked around the hall and immediately sad him leaning against the wall, twirling the girls hair in his finger. He looked back at me before pulling me in for a tight hug. I could hear his heart beating against his ribs. He knew that he could lose, that I could lose him and we were both scared.

"It's okay baby, go home." He rubbed the back of my hair before pulling away. He handed me his bag and escorted me towards the door.

"Seonghwa what about you?" I turned in his grasp and stared at his dark drown eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of him and he home before you know it." He pecked me lips and help the back of my neck. "You go straight home, do you understand me?" The authority came out in his voice and I bit my lip.

"Yes sir." He knew it was the only way to get me to do the things he asked and I knew I couldn't deny him in this state.I gave him one more kiss and walked out the doors to my car, regretting every step I took. Knowing that may be the last time I ever see him again.

The house was quiet. I had set down my stuff long ago and I was on the couch finishing some homework. It had been 2 hours since I last saw Seonghwa and my heart raced as I thought of what is happening to him right now. He could never walk through that door or he could but it could be the wrong one. Not my loving Seonghwa but his alter, someone who I wouldn't want to be face to face with ever.

Tears filled my eyes as I shut the book I was working on. I couldn't lose him, not to someone like that. Just as I was thinking about going to the school and finding him the door latch clicked and the door opened harshly.

"Seonghwa?" His hair was disheveled and he had small amounts of blood on his grey sweater. But that wasn't the worst part about it. He went further into the house dragging his alter by the hair. His nose had traces of blood on it but that's the only thing that was wrong with him.

I watched as the scene played out in front of me. Seonghwa shut the door and slammed his alter up against it. The shock I'm the dark alters face was evident. He thought that he was going to win the fight and here he was, pressed up against the door like an animal in a steel trap.

"You thought you could beat me?" Seonghwas voice was rough and scratchy. His hand slammed on the door behind his alter and I could see the fear in the alters eyes. The way he acted in the hall was nothing like I saw now. The wave of confidence had dried out and he was in the low tide.

"I-I" the alter had nothing to say his face winced in pain as Seonghwa pulled in his blonde locks. The alter grabbed at Seonghwas wrist and shuddered.

"Are you liking this? You like me pulling on your hair? Roughing you up like you deserve?" He took his hand from the door and put it to the alters throat and that's when I lost it. I was standing up at this point rubbing my legs together to get any kind of friction at all, the scene that was taking place too much for me. I whimpered and they both seemed to remember that I was here.

"Seonghwa?" I gasped out and he turned to me. His eyes dark and his face set, his dom face. I almost immediately wanted to call to my knees but I held myself up as he walked them both over to me, his hand still in the alters hair.

"Look baby, he submitted just like you did." He leaned into the alter pulling his head up to look Seonghwa in the eye, "all he needed was a few hits and he was on his knees begging for it to stop." Seonghwas mouth was so close to his alters that I could almost feel them on my own. He was teasing the alter and it was so fucking hot. The alter opened is mouth and fluttered his eyes shut. Seonghwa brushed his lips over the alters before pulling away the later trying to follow before Seonghwa pulled back on his hair, getting a tiny hiss out of the alter.

"Sir?" I watched as he turned to me, his aura demanding submission.

"I want you to go into the room, strip, and sit on the chair. Keep your legs apart." I shuddered as he grabbed my chin gently kissing my lips before setting me on my way. "As for you, I'm going to fuck you. Hard." I heard his words as I walked to the bedroom and I found myself moaning to myself. I was in for a show.

The cold air wasn't something to be desired but I heard them wrestling around in the living room and I began to pout they were doing something in there and it sounded like fun but I stayed with my feet planted to the floor as I imagined the scene that would happen in just a few minutes. He was going to fuck himself and I couldn't be more excited.

The footsteps became louder and louder and I gasped when they entered the room. His later was in nothing, his cock spring out onto his stomach leaking precum all over. Seonghwa had his shirt and his shoes off leaving him in nothing but his black jeans. The sight made my mouth water and I couldn't help the twitch in my leg as I saw what Seonghwa had done to his alter. His heavy black belt was around the alters neck and he was using it as a leash, the poor doppelganger looked helpless as Seonghwa pulled him along. 

Seonghwa turned and looked at the man, he was shaking and I don’t think it was form the cold. His thighs and stomach tensed and relaxed in a spastic movement like he didn’t have any control over his body as Seonghwa rolled is hand around the belt, pulling the boy closer and closer to him until their naked chests were touching. The alter sighed at the contact and Seonghwa chuckled darkly. 

“What a pretty boy,” He traced his forefinger along his jaw and held his chin in between his fingers. “Are you going to be a good boy for me?” Seonghwa yanked on the belt and the alter came forward before he was pushed back by his chin. 

“I-I’ll be a good boy for you.” His voice was broken the weak sound of it had Seonghwa smirking. 

“Wow, using his words. Y/N? What do you get when you behave?” He turned to me and that caused the alter to look at me as well. Two of the same face looking back at me yet one was significantly more wrecked than the other.

“A reward, Sir.” I put my hands on my thighs and dug my nails into the soft flesh there. Not touching myself was proving way harder than I thought. Seonghwa smiled at me before turning back to the alter. 

“Good girl. You get a reward.” Seonghwa tilted the boys head up once more and planted his lips gently on the alters. He let out a breathy whine and it went straight to my core, the sound coming form the alters mouth desperate and choppy. The alter placed his hand on Seonghwas bicep and he pulled away ‘tsking’ at the boy. 

“Please?” The alter leaned up again only to be stopped by Seonghwa.

“No touching, remember?” He gently took the alters hand off of his bicep and put it behind his back, the other following shortly. “Stay.” He ordered the dark and went back to his lips. He grabbed his jaw and tilted his head to get a better angle. The sound of their hard breath and the slight mashing of teeth and lips had me aroused all over again. Seonghwa was soft with his kiss yet I could feel the intensity from all the way on the other side of the room. 

Seonghwa let the belt go and trialed his hand down the alters chest, flicking his nipples to get another heavenly sound out of the other boy. He smiled into the kiss and continued downward, scraping his blunt nails onto the boys torso. The alter let out a shocked gasp before searching for Seonghwas lips again. He seemed drunk off of his kiss, wanting more even though he already had what he wanted. It wasn’t until Seonghwa touched his cock that the alter backed away. Seonghwa was quick to grab the belt and bring him back in. 

“What did I tell you to do?” Seonghwas voice was dark and I could tell that he wasn’t happy with the boy moving. I winced at his mistake, it was rookie but it was one that could easily be dismissed as inexperience. I know I did it in the beginning. 

“You told m-me to stay.” His voice was shaky and his breath was increasing by the second. 

“And you didn’t.” Seonghwas jaw was sharp and focused, he was gritting his teeth at the alter and I began to roll my hips as I watched it flex. 

“But you-”

“Are you shy because I touched your cock?” My thighs twitched at his words and as I looked over them so did the alters.

“I- You.” He took a deep breath before continuing, “Yes, sir.” He looked at the ground like he was ashamed. 

“It’s okay, pretty boy. Just relax.” He led the alter towards the bed and he sat on it, face to torso with the alter. If he bent down just three inches the boys cock would be in his mouth and my breath hitched at the thought. “Hands behind your back. Now, stay still. I’m not telling you again.” The soft encouragement in his voice was gone and he was commanding once again. He gripped his cock again and the alter whimpered, his fingers squeezing his forearms for support. 

Seonghwa smirked up at the boy and I could see the enjoyment in his eyes. The little sparkle that popped in them when someone followed his orders correctly. He was stroking his cock firmly drawing it out as the alter whimpered and cried out, the sound of his precum sliding in between Seonghwas fingers became addicting. The boys whimpers got louder and louder, my whines following his. 

“Are you going to cum?” Seonghwa stroked the boy faster, appearing to help him reach his high. 

“Yes, Sir. I’m gonna fucking cum!” His cries filling the room. Seonghwa pulled off of his cock and put his hand on his thigh.

“Hold it. Don’t cum.” The alters cock was red and engorged. It wanted to release so bad and by the way he was rolling his hips into nothing he was almost there. Seonghwa had this evil power of knowing exactly when to stop touching you if he didn’t want you to cum. He’s done it to me multiple times and I could only empathize with the alter. The pain of not being able to cum when you know you could just unload is the hardest thing. 

“Please, Sir. Please let me cum.” Seonghwa was moving his forefinger around his head pulling his finger off the watch the streams of precum connect his finger and the boys cock. The alter seemed out of breath and desperate as he pulled his hips away from Seonghwa only for Seonghwa to pull his hips back and continue his torture

“No,” Seonghwa stood up and cupped the boys jaw once again tilting his head before kissing him, his favorite distraction. “I want you to lay on the bed hands and knees. Do you understand?” 

“Yes, sir.” The dark alter hiccuped and let his hand fall to his sides. Seonghwa walked over to me and grasped my chin smiling when I looked up at him. 

“You’re being such a good girl today.” He bent down and kissed my lips tenderly. “Keep it up for me.” I nodded and he kissed me one last time before moving back to the bed. The dark alter was positioned exactly as he was told. Hand and knees with the belt dangling between his neck and the plush covers of the bed. 

I watched closely as Seonghwa got what he needed form the bed side drawer. Lube and condoms. He was possibly the most responsible dom I’ve ever met and I smiled as he put them on the bed neatly before stripping completely. The control this man had amazed me sometimes, his cock was hard and at attention but it wasn’t red and touch starved like the alters was. I guess that was one thing that separated them. 

“You have to relax for me baby boy.” Seonghwa was behind the boy, lube in one hand while the other rubbed up and down his back. The boy had his head down and was breathing shakily. He nodded his head and let his back arch instead on holding up like he was. His head came up and we made eye contact. The blush on his cheeks was amazing and I watching his eyes roll back as Seonghwa inserted the first finger. 

“F-Fuck.” It was like the alters voice went up 10 whole octaves, nothing compared to Seonghwas dark tone that he was using throughout the night. 

“You’re being such a good boy for me. Just relax let yourself feel it.” He was rubbing up and down the alters back, encouraging him to do the best he could while rewarding him for his efforts. Seonghwa had picked up a steady pace and the boy didn’t care what he looked like anymore. He was moaning and fucking himself back on Seonghwas fingers, his cock twitching and his voice raising every time Seonghwas hit that special spot inside of him.

“Can I have your cock, please?” The alters voice was sharp and cut off by moans but he made his sentence out. His eyes were permanently shut for the time being and I watched as pleasure rolled off of his face every time Seonghwa pulled out and pushed back in. 

“You want my cock? You think you can handle it?” He was teasing the alter but he was also stalling. He wanted to make sure he was stretched out even before he tried to put his cock anywhere near his ass. The alter was getting impatient and Seonghwa would let that happen as long as it didn’t go to his head. 

“Yes, sir I want your cock. Please.” The alter whimpered as Seonghwa pulled his fingers out. The alter was a  panting mess, his eyes were glossed over and I wanted nothing more that to come over a tell him how good he was doing. Seonghwa was gently rubbing the swell of his ass and I guess that was acknowledgement enough, I watched as Seonghwa rolled a condom on his eyebrows drawing in the middle of his forehead with pleasure. 

“Are you ready?” Seonghwa was asking a serious question but it had a teasing lift to his voice to keep the mood up. The alters back was arching and shaking at the same time. He was trying to run away from the feeling but he was also trying to go towards it, his thighs trying to push together.

Seonghwa was the master of going slow, letting whoever he was fucking to adjust to him however long they wanted. It was no different when he was fucking his dark alter he let him take some deep breaths before putting the head of his cock against the alters puckering hole, pushing in when he felt the alter was ready. 

“Fuck!” The alter let out a loud yell and threw his head up. It was hard to tell whether it was from pleasure of from pain but Seonghwa stopped and rubbed the boys back encouraging him to relax once more and let Seonghwa continue. It was so hard to see but I could tell that Seonghwa bottom out when he bit his lip. He doesn’t like to let out moans when he’s in charge showing that the person didn’t make him weak even if they did. The alter shuddered and let out the most beautiful sounds. I couldn’t help but close my legs and hope that it would give me some type of friction.

“Baby, what did I tell you to do?” Seonghwas voice wasn’t strained or held back and I whimpered at the feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“To keep my legs open.” I complied and opened them back up, putting them on the arms of the chair this time. 

“So good for me.” He looked down to the area that his dick and the alters ass met and pulled back just a bit before slowly pushing back in. The alters arms began to shake and he just gave up his face falling into the mattress as Seonghwa continued his shallow thrusts. His whines and whimpers were concealed by the thick cover on the mattress and I guess Seonghwa didn’t like that because he bent down and grabbed the alter by he hair, pushing his head up and his back automatically went into a smooth arch. 

“Fuck, I can’t take it. Please I want to cum.” His voice was high and whiny, the sound of him crying out echoing around the room. 

“Oh baby are you crying?” Seonghwa pulled back again and then pushed forward, moving the alters whole body as the sound of skin slapping on skin continuing to echo around the room. 

“Yes, I need to cum please fuck me.” His words were coming out short and jumbled. 

"You shouldn't be crying we barely begun." The alters eyes rolled back into his head and his cock began to leak profusely.

"Please, please, please!" His begging was only getting him so far, Seonghwa was a sucker for begging and I could tell it was really getting to him. His speed picked up and the alters breath began to hitch in his throat.

"You want to cum?" Seonghwa slowed down again and was lightly rolling his hips into the alter.

"Yes, please Sir! I want to cum so bad." The alter looked up at me almost begging me to let him cum and I gave him him a sad smile.

"You gotta do one thing for me," Senghwa pushed in quickly and the alters jaw fell open, "Say my name." The alter gasped and went to look back at Seonghwa only to be stopped by the hand in his hair.

The alter swallowed and nodded and that was Seonghwas invitation to start pounding into the boy, his hips meeting the alters ass with such force. Seonghwa pulled him up by his hair and put one hand around his throat while the other went straight to his cock, stoking it smoothly.

"You can cum, baby. You did so fucking good for me." Seonghwa bit the alters shoulder and the alter finally released.

"Seonghwa!" His voice was broken but he said his name. Seonghwa pulled out and peeled off the condom before throwing it in the trash bin by our bed. The alter was laying scrunched up in the bed as he began fading away. His eyebrows went together and he sighed before completely disappearing.

"Fuck," Seonghwa ran his hand through his hair before looking up to me. "You're glistening, sweetheart." I looked up at his smirking face and blushed. I felt so vulnerable as my juices flowed put of me and onto the chair.

"It hurts." I put on my best whine for him and he shook his head while getting up and and walking over to me.

"It does, doesn't it?" I nodded and he grabbed my chin, images flashed in my head of Seonghwa grabbing his alter by the chin and I whimpered. "Would you like your reward?"

"Yes please, Sir." He chuckled and let me stand up, the feeling of my thighs touching has my head spinning. It was giving me the friction I wanted and I indulged in the feeling. The room was hot and both Seonghwa and me had a thin layer of sweat on our bodies. I mean Seonghwas was a little more understandable because he just fucked someone into oblivion, literally. As we laid on the bed I thought more and more about the dark alter. The way his face scrunched and he just disappeared. 

“What’s wrong baby?” Seonghwas head was already in between my thighs and he placed light kisses on my calves and thighs. 

“Do you think he’s dead?” I took a deep breath as Seonghwa nipped at the soft skin of my thigh. He nuzzled his head into my leg and looked up at me. 

“I think he’s okay. I think he’s back where he belongs now.” His dominate persona was gone and it was the loving Seonghwa. He didn’t let his loving side come out when we were in the bedroom but I think he could tell I was struggling  with the alter and he just wanted to be himself.

“How do you know that for sure?” I asked while grabbing the sheets under my fingers. 

“I can feel it. He’s okay, I think they were just here by mistake. A chance meeting." He kissed up my thighs again and my breath hitched.

"Please make me cum." The confirmation that the alter was seemingly okay helped me relax and I gripped the sheets below me. I had been waiting for him to do something the whole night and I was aching at this point.

"You don't have to hold it today baby. I give your permission to cum." That meant I was a really good girl today and he was impressed. Getting permission to cum beforehand was the biggest acknowledgement of my good behavior and was indulging in the non verbal praise.

Seonghwa went right for it, giving my clit small kitten licks before finally just going at it. The sounds were the dirtiest things ice ever heard, Seonghwa moaning against my clit as his tongue smeared my juices everywhere. It could be something out of a porno and I bucked my hips into his mouth. He gave my clit a light nip and it had my eyes rolling backwards, it was a warning for me to calm down and stay still but it felt so damn good. He wrapped his arms around my thighs and pushed them open more while holding them down, giving him better access to his work. After all this time watching him fuck his alter I could burst, the vibrations and the sucking of my clit al.kst pulling me off the edge.

"Please please please. I'm so fucking close. I need to cum please, sir." I knew I had his permission but I couldn't help but ask. It was so ingrained in my brain that, 9 times out of 10 I wouldn't cum without it.

"Be a good girl and cum for me. You can do it." He stopped briefly to encourage before going back a nipping my clit before sucking on it and that's what pushed me forward. It needed that one bit of praise, that one bit of encouragement and I could do it.

My vision went white and I squeezed the sheets with all the strength I had left. After an hour of sitting with no friction the orgasm tore me apart. I could feel myself screaming and I could feel my legs shake around his head. As he continued to push me through my orgasm, pulling every ounce of pleasure from me until I was flinching and bucking my hips from the sensitivity.

"You're such a good girl." He kissed up my body until he found me lips, slowly molding then together until I could taste myself in his lips. I moaned and my legs closed around his hips, the throbbing of my clit making it hard to focus.

"I'm sleepy." The orgasm had drained everything in me and I just wanted to sleep. He chuckled and got off of the bed letting the cold air assault my most sensitive areas. He came back from the bathroom with a pair of boxers on, and washcloth, and an extra t-shirt. He wiped me up gently even though I closed my legs around his hand a couple of times, and put me in his t shirt before covering us up.

"Good night, baby. I love you." He whispered into my ear as he pulled me closer to him, my head on his chest.

"I love you too."

It was a good night but the thought of the alter swam around into my mind, clouding my dreams with the thought of him and Seonghwa.

[seelestia]

hii Liaa :''D

idk why I'm writing an ask but after getting knocked over the head with piles and piles of performance tasks, I think I just wanted to seek u out to bring some kind of joy in my now research-blinded cave :'''D

sorry to suddenly dump all of that on u btw I know ur pretty busy urself :'))

but yeah, just wanted to come on here to see an answer from my dearest author :''D

so here's just a bunch of things I want your opinion on (its giving 20 questions realness lmao)

If you were in a situation where you had to pick between having to constantly reincarnate, or be immortal, which one would you pick?

if you were to name a shade of color a different name, what shade of color would you pick, and what/why you'd give it that name?

If you were to ever receive an item (any item) that you wish for BUT it's single use only- what would your item be and why?

What's your opinion on biblically accurate angels (have u ever seen one?) and if you have seen it in the internet, are you creeped out or are you just as fascinated as I am lmao (this is the crack question lol)

But yeahhh- I'm sorry if I'm bothering you with a less than normally-happy aura of me :''D - Every so sincerely yours, 👹✨ Jae (also- my boi hating on paimon)

aww, jae, no worries! you don't have to be at your best all the time, we all have our downtimes, ;( those performance tasks must be super draining for you, i hope you'll get thru them soon 😭 and frankly, i actually really like these kinds of questions and if it also helps you feel better — then even better, i'm all for it! >:)

If you were in a situation where you had to pick between having to constantly reincarnate, or be immortal, which one would you pick?

i think i'd choose immortality. it is the loneliest option out of the two but there is just smth abt experiencing the evolution of time before my very eyes... having to move around to avoid suspicion for my questionable age might be a bit of a hassle tho. wait, why am i thinking waaaay ahead rn LOLLL but yeah! ;D

if you were to name a shade of color a different name, what shade of color would you pick, and what/why you'd give it that name?

not my smartest answer, but i'd rename light blue (#ADD8E6) to cotton blue! not sure why but i just feel like that name is fitting. like the color is somewhat fading into a light/white shade but still retains the blue. and when i think of white, i think of cotton, hehe <3

If you were to ever receive an item (any item) that you wish for BUT it's single use only- what would your item be and why?

hmmm, hmmm. i haven't wished for anything material for a long time (like even during my birthday last month, all i asked for was a family dinner and i got it), so idk what i should pick 😭 but let's see, i think i'll just pick smth that goes along with the 'single use' concept which is... a 'infinite' amusement park ticket that allows me to go on every single ride without having to pay for each. (this is such a basic answer HELP)

What's your opinion on biblically accurate angels (have u ever seen one?) and if you have seen it in the internet, are you creeped out or are you just as fascinated as I am lmao (this is the crack question lol)

yep, i've seen them before! literally heard holy music playing in the back of my mind when i saw them hdjejkse. to me, they're equally creepy and fascinating, tbh! they also remind me of bill from gravity falls for some reason (it's the shape) like y'all must be related but then, i remember that the evil doritos chip is a devil 😭 (/j)

LOLLL I PLAYED THRU THAT SCENE AND I SNORTED SO HARD. this one too. he'd bite me for this, but why he is such a funky little guy. (/lh)

psst, also, idk if you know but there's this creator on tiktok that i just recently followed and they do great genshin lore videos with pleasing formats! literally thought of you when i followed them, hehe.