#☆ OR MAYBE JUST DARE | [ answered memes ]

[night-raven-tattler]

Just... Just Mc asking Jamil, Trey, Idia and Sebek to do the "painting your nails with your s\o eye color"

I'VE BEEN OBSESSED WITH THIS AND WOULD BE SO CUTE IN YOUR WRITING (。´Д⊂)

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Hello 🌙! This is an adorable request and Mx Tattly lives for this kind of romantic fluff. Thank you for your request!

Nailing that new look!

Characters: Trey, Jamil, Idia, Sebek × GN!Reader (romantic, separate)

Warnings: minor chapter 6 spoilers, mentions of food in Trey's part, implied body issues in Idia's part

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Trey was hard at work, his hands kneeding into the dough and his arms flexing with strain

Despite his physical effort, he was in high spirits, smiling to himself as he looked at the dough in his hands- or, better said, his hands in the dough

His nails were, for the first time in his life, adorning nail polish

But not any nail polish, but one the color of your eyes

Cater was there when you showed Trey a thread on Magicam that showed a cute trend, lovers painting their nails with the color of each other's eyes, and how much you seemed to enjoy the idea

But you didn't dare to ask outright - maybe Trey wasn't comfortable with that kind of thing, which you respected

Yet, the moment you were gone, Trey turned towards Cater and asked him to help find nail polish that matched your eyes and his eyes...

Trey's smile grew even fonder at the memory as he finished with the dough, putting it aside to rest

He was working on some rolls he could hopefully greet you with later...

"Someone's been in a good, spoiling mood lately."

Your voice rung pleasantly in the wing and in Trey's mind as you took a bite out of his rolls

"They're my favorite flavor, too. How did you know?"

Trey grinned as he saw you wipe your mouth the cream with a tissue, his eye color complimenting your nails quite nicely

"I guess I was really lucky this time, huh?"

You huffed in amusement at his answer, both of you knowing he was not honest

But he was smiling in content with the way you almost seemed to show off your nails whenever he looked at you

And you also looved very pleased with yourself when he reached to wipe some cream off your face with his thumb, his nails clearly showing off the color of your eyes

Despite it being a trend, it was like a secret between the two of you

A discreet exchange of words of love between the two of you

『••✎••』

The Scarabia boy didn't really keep up with trends, and internet culture memes usually flew over his head

But you never cared about that, and always explained things to Jamil in group settings so he wouldn't feel too out of the loop

Yet, he kept hearing you talk about this one trend with your friends, a trend you yet had to explain to him, which made him curios enough to look it up himself

As he was reading the first article that popped up, a small devious grin started adorning his face

The master of always being one step ahead of you was cooking up a new way to surprise you...

A usual, silent cuddle session in the evening turned into him taking your hand and bringing it to his lip

His lips on your knuckles brought a small stutter to your heart, making it forget how to beat for a second

You could swear Jamil was a cuddlebug the moment every window and door was closed, and he seemed to get high off of the feeling of having you all to himself

"Your hands are very different than mine."

If your entire attention weren't focused on Jamil, you almost would've missed his words

"Really? How so?"

As to show you the differences, Jamil brought your hands in front of you, putting his palm and aligning his fingers to fit yours

His hands were more calloused, his fingers were quite longer, and his nails were well taken care of

"...When did you start painting your nails, love?"

He smiled at your, a mix of affection and mischief

"Only recently. I felt the need to try something new. Something... different."

It was a peculiar color choice for nail polish, and it didn't go with his general aesthetic at all

"Maybe we should paint our nails together. What do you think?"

His question caught you off guard, but you excitedly accepted his offer

Jamil was a very skilled person, and he definitely knew how to do nails properly

Much to your surprise, he simply reached towards his nightstand and took a small bottle out of his drawer

"You have the color picked and everything, huh? You little..."

Your tease died on your throat when you saw the color of the polish, and suddenly it clicked into your mind

You looked at Jamil, affection and admiratyion and amusement all dancing in your eyes together

"How did you know...?"

He only gave you a satisfied grin, making you blush slightly

Jamil has his way of always surprising you, if always catching you off guard in one way or another, but this was beyond what you expected

Jamil was always so thoightful, so careful with you, and it made your heart swell

...and the payback in kisses almost infinite

『••✎••』

The Shroud family was forced to carry a curse, a punishment extending through generations for the mistakes of just one reckless Shroud

The overly fast blot dissolution leads to his trademark fire-like blue hair, and the blue coloration of his lips, his nails and fingertips

Looking down at his hands and seeing that blue can be hard sometimes, seeing that blue and the weight he's been forced to carry

But the first time he looked down and saw a differently color he kind of jumped until he remembered what happened

He saw every single one of the Magicam videos you sent him, and he has been aware of the trend way before you were

"You can't say that this isn't a bit cringe..."

He pouts as his left hand is receiving a much needed manicure from you while he does his dailies on his phone

"Maybe a little bit, but you still agreed to it."

Your smooth hands hold his gently as you apply the nail polish of your eye color, while you already have that golden hue adorning your nails

Idia grumbled to himself a little bit, his hair glowing more pink the longer you held his hand

Once the first hand was done, you let it go and pushed it towards him

"Careful to not smudge it. What do you think?"

Idia took a few moments to examine his newly painted nails, trying to will his brain into not finding it weird to not see his natural, blue tinted nails

Now they carried a color he could only describe as full of life, as full of something other than dread

And, somehow, they made his hands look more... appealing, like he didn't see the same weirdly long, boney fingers attached to a palm way too narrow

Of course the color of you looked weird on his fingers, but it was the kind of weird that was quirky more than anything

He pursed his lips, his hair turning more pink as he struggled to find the words to say

"...This is the kind of cringe I can get behind."

His voice came out as more of a mumble, a small admission instead of his sigh of defeat whenever you got him to do something coupley like this

You offered him a small smile, pulling his phone out of his other hand and resting it on his lap as you worked on his other hand

"Glad to hear that."

『••✎••』

"Why would I want to paint my nails in the color of your eyes?"

His question sounded rude to some, even as if he was questioning why he'd want to indulge in something so silly

But by this point in your relationship you knew Sebek well enough to know he was simply genuinely confused by the trend you just showed him

"It's a form of... showing devotion, I suppose. We paint each other's nails as the color of each other's eyes to show that, no matter what, we carry a small part of the other with us at all times."

Sebek let those words sink in before he nodded

"So this is why you want to do this with me?"

You nodded as both of your cheeks grew rosy at the small proposal

"I also thought it would be really cute, you know..."

You added, and Sebek mumbled something about "not needing to do cute as a guard", but he loved to see you happy, so he relented

The next day, you were in town, shopping for the nail polish

And, to your surprise, you had to help Sebek make the difference between crimson and emerald... huh

Once you picked the colors, you were ready to leave, yet...

Your eyes lingered on a certain color, a shade of lime that came close to yellow, vibrant that reminded you of a certain heir

"Hey, Sebek."

Sebek hummed at you when you caught his attention, looking down at the bottle you picked up

"This shade is close enough to Malleus' eye color, don't you think?"

It took a few moments for him to catch on, and he was... taken aback by your consideration

And the two of you left the shop as he sung your praises for your observation and quick thinking

Sebek was the type of person who enjoyed symmetry, a clean and neat look

Belief that lately has been contradicted by his mismatched nail polish

When anyone asks, he gets slightly embarassed and stuttery, but to him it's a proud display of devotion

The eye color of his liege adorns his left hand, the hand with which he yields his sword, his baton, his magic

And your eye color adorns his right hand, the hand you always hold when he's busy so he isn't preoccupied, the hand he reaches towards you in moments of danger to push you behind him, offering you protection

[bokutosbabe]

Now I'm Covered In You

(bllk boys as boyfriends)

a / n — thought making another post in this form would be fun, so i hope you enjoy!

content — bllk characters x reader, gn! reader, pet names used in a few parts, sadly canon otoya i fear, misspelled words are there for a reason i swear, cheater! otoya and oliver, some characters repeated, lmk if i missed anything!

synopsis — bllk boys and what type of boyfriend they'd be

✿.｡. “ how's one to know? ” .｡.✿

—The Romantic One

is always planning surprises for you, and i mean always. there's not a single week where you aren't being taken on 'adventures' that always lead you to a different restaurant.

what's the point in having all this money and not spending it on you?

they are constantly writing you love letters and poems. well, they try to anyway. they're not the best with their words and with many spelling mistakes, rather liking to show with actions, but they tried for you.

usually their poems end up something like this

' roses are red

so is my heart

my darling

my deer

my sweet buttercup

you taste just like a

tasty soda pop '

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ISAGI YOICHI, shido ryusei, jyubei aryu, ALEXIS NESS

— The Player

you know the famous saying, "how you get them is how you lose them?" yeah that's exactly how this relationship is.

you'd been one of their many side quests while they had a relationship going on. eventually after they'd ended said relationship, they'd chose you as their next partner.

they do spoil you with many gifts, mostly after you catch them cheating on you for the umpteenth time, but you stayed because they 'loved you'

sure they told you they loved you, but that wasn't really the case when they'd broken up with you because you were 'boring' them.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ OTOYA EITA, oliver aiku

— The Protector

is constantly worrying about you and is looking out for your safety.

with them being this 'big bad' soccer player, many people refuses to even look you in the eyes when you were with them. but if someone dared to hit on you when they walk off for a second? please pray for them.

some guy could be asking you for directions and he'd come up behind you and wrap an arm around you without even uttering a word. you didn't have to look at them to know the look they were giving the man was nothing but deadly.

some may call it controlling, but you knew them, they just wanted to keep you safe from all these men.

you had him, who else would you need?

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ KUNIGAMI RENSUKE, rin itoshi, SHOEI BARO, tabito karasu

— The Funny (insane) One

is constantly making jokes- some that aren't funny - but you laugh anyways.

everyone always asks you how your relationship is doing so well, and the answer is always, " i don't know," because you genuinely don't. yes, the two of you get into arguments, and sometimes the two of you get heated enough to have to take time apart from each other, but you always come back together.

how?

because they always forget what the fight was even about and come back into your space to show you some cat meme they believe you would like.

and the two of you laugh until you feel better again.

maybe you don't know how your relationship is so healthy, but you know why you're happy.

because they take the time to make you laugh.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ BACHIRA MEGURU, RYUSEI SHIDO, gin gagamaru, seishiro nagi

— The Traditional One

dates. Dates. DATES!!

they took you on soooo many dates before officially asking you to be their partner.

they definitely give the vibes of "my mom taught me i needed to..."

just the best gentleman!

you need to step over a puddle? they're putting their jacket down over it for you (it wasn't necessary, but they insisted on it)

you talked about wanting to see a movie once? he's already bought the tickets.

if you get married? he's insisting you stay home

" a pretty face like you doesn't need to work, i'll provide us everything." in his words

will do anything for you, really.

°❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ YUKIMIYA KENYU, michael kaiser (pls ignore the mom part), REO MIKAGE, oliver aiku (again)

✿.｡. “ i'd meet you where the spirit meets the bone ” .｡.✿

likes, comments, and reblogs are appreciated!!

[ericshoney]

Quen's sister ~ Chris Sturniolo (Part two)

Summary: After meeting the Sturniolo triplets and getting Chris' number you've been texting non-stop, which your sister notices and makes a plan.

Warnings: possible swearing, nicknames, surprise date, fluff

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Over the past few weeks, you and Chris had been texting non-stop. It had been friendly but also kinda flirty. You had many jokes and sent many memes to each other. You were often found with your head in your phone, but now a massive smile was etched onto your face and soft laughter left your mouth.

Quen noticed this and knew it was Chris. Why? Only because Nick and Matt were experiencing the exact same thing. Chris was found buried in his phone, smiling and laughing as well.

So the three knew they had to make a plan. They had started simple, group hangout. You and Quen would go to their place, they would go to yours or you'd meet somewhere and do something.

As all this happened, your sister, Nick and Matt noticed how close and connected you and Chris were. They also saw how both of you liked each other but wouldn't dare admit it.

"We gotta get them on a date." Quen said.

Her, Nick and Matt were sat in a coffee shop thinking of another plan. Quen had said she went to meet Larray whilst Nick said he had a meeting for Space Camp and needed Matt to drive him. Neither you or Chris suspected a thing.

"What are we going to do, say we're going for dinner but actually only they show up?" Matt asked sarcastically.

"That's fucking genius!" Nick exclaimed.

"Yes! We can book the table and time but they arrive!" Quen shouted.

"I was joking." Matt muttered.

"It's a good idea, joke or not." Nick said, patting Matt's shoulder.

So the three made a plan. They booked a table at a nice restaurant under Chris' name. Quen messaged you to get ready for dinner at six, whilst Nick said the same to Chris and said they would meet you there, but in reality they would just go home.

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A few hours later, you took an Uber to the restaurant, thinking you were meeting for dinner. Not knowing you were about to have a date with Chris.

When you arrived and got out. You sent a message to Quen, but didn't get a reply. You waited a few minutes thinking she must be on her way, when you saw Chris walking over.

"Hey!" He greeted cheerfully.

"Hey, Chris." You responded.

He smiled and gave you a hug. You smiled, feeling the butterflies in your stomach. When he pulled away, you felt slightly cold.

"Are we early?" Chris then asked.

You checked the time and saw it was five fifty. You know the table was booked for six.

"Not really, maybe they are inside?" You suggested.

"Let's go see." He replied.

You both went inside and spoke to the waiter who led you to an empty table. You thanked the waiter and sat down, looking at the menu and texting your siblings you were at the table.

Ten minutes past and no responses from either Quen, Nick or Matt. They didn't show up either. You both ordered some drinks, still waiting for your siblings.

"So, how you been?" Chris asked.

"I've been good, I started posting on TikTok more." You answered.

"I saw." He replied, smiling.

"You follow my TikTok?" You asked.

"Of course! Love the prank ones." He said.

You smiled and continued chatting. You shared some stories of your past week and some funny videos you've both found. The night went on as you ordered food, totally ignoring the fact that Quen, Nick and Matt didn't show until it was time to leave.

Chris paid, which you were grateful for even though you said he didn't have too. He smiled as you went outside about to get an Uber.

"You know, it was fun, just us." Chris said.

"Yeah, I totally forgot it was supposed to be a group thing." You responded.

"Kinda like a date." Chris mumbled.

"Yeah." You whispered.

You looked up at Chris as he looked down at you. Both of you smiled at each other.

"I really like you." Chris blurted out.

"I really like you too." You replied.

"Wanna maybe go on another date?" He suggested.

"I'd love too!" You exclaimed, making him laugh.

"Okay, text you later, sweetheart." He responded, kissing your cheek as he got in an Uber.

You smiled and got in another Uber, heading home, a massive smile on your face.

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@lgbtq-girl @mattsfavbigtitties @onelesslonelygirlbieber6 @riowritesitall @sturniolo-fann

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Squid Game AU | Idia Shroud

Working for a secret organization that murdered its players on a massive scale wasn’t as horrifying as it sounds. Granted, it was truly mortifying but you get used to it. You don’t show your face, you don’t flinch, and you listen to the Frontman. If you keep quiet and stay in your lane it isn’t long before you start moving up the ladder. From triangle to circle to square–it was like any other job. Like in any typical occupation if your boss, finds favor in your physique or otherwise you naturally get promoted. Thus was your fate as you went from being a mere circle to becoming the masked servant in the VIP room where you subject yourself to the whims of the richest and most disgusting patrons.

Idia Shroud 

Not many had the privilege of seeing the identity of the Host but you weren’t a part of the many. He was a technical genius, an avid inventor, and the one who loved to switch between his position as the Host and Frontman: Idia Shroud.

Now that you knew the joyful tilde in the disguised voice was made with a toothy smile of a gamer with azure flame-like hair; it made a disturbing amount of sense. No longer could you differentiate the man from his madness when he demanded you call his name in private. 

When you first met him he gave an odd aura, speaking as though he was imitating someone or making fun of whoever he was talking to. It made for an interesting work environment, he would make oddly specific references as he commanded the squares who could only tilt their heads and agree. Usually, you’d practiced your stoicism keeping yourself as robotlike as possible. 

But one meme. 

One reference. 

That has you chuckling and answering the Frontman, who seemed to freeze behind his mask still turned in your direction. He continues on acting as if nothing happened and you worry that you may have embarrassed yourself in front of your boss. Only to be broken out of your routine by one of the squares who handed you folded clothes and gave you instructions to begin your job as a VIP waiter. 

So maybe he did like it?

“You’re the new waiter, right?”

You nodded. 

“Good. You like it, here?”

“...Yes.”

“Good.”

The interaction was so curt and quick that you missed the skip in his step. It doesn’t take long for you to realize whoever is behind the frontman’s mask is also the one pretending to dress up as whatever shape employee you need to interact with. At that point, it makes you tirelessly paranoid as you feel the possible pressure of your boss constantly watching you.

And while you think you might have hidden your fear behind your masks, guess who’s got heavy surveillance on your room? He sees the way you pace on your time off and the recordings of you whispering affirmations in the bathroom. He enjoys seeing your cute reactions when he scares you a bit or how you tilt your head when you're trying to guess if it's him. But he loves you more. And if his kitten is feeling skittish he’ll change your environment. 

“You. Come with me.”

You nod, sending a look to the other VIP waiters who express their worry with as little expression as possible. Following the Host whose appearances were so far and in between would mean instant death should you disappoint. But with as many things in your life, you expected who this was. 

“...Sir?”

The Host turns their head to you, stopping in his tracks. 

‘How dare you?’

You sighed harnessing your courage as you continued.

“I know who you are…you’re the one who's been behind the masks right?”

He stayed in place.

“The one who’s left those memes in my room. That was you, right?”

He turned fully around. Facing you with his arms behind his back.

“And if I am?”

You didn’t actually know. You just wanted to be sure. To throw away this facade of deception. You wanted the truth. 

“I would prefer it if you just told me it was you. Rather than pretending you were someone else.”

A bellied voice-modified laughter emanated from the Host. He grabbed his wrist, subtly clicking at a device on his arm. Before returning to cradle his stomach. 

“Awfully bold of you to approach your boss like this.”

Perhaps your relocation could wait.

[ryker-writes]

Hey hey hey! Can I request GN!reader who is a quadruplet (is the oldest)? They change place with their siblings to prank poeple, they look all alike but yet have very different personalities? (Reader is just chaos)

Characters: Ace, Malleus, Kalim, Floyd, Deuce and Sebek

Thank youuuuu, take care!

\(☆v☆)/

Heyo! I love this idea and thank you so much for the request! I also love how you chose everyone that would be the most confused by it. Also sorry if this is formatted weird Tumblr is acting strange and keeps moving the read more around

Ace:

he probably thinks you're weird at first

I mean you guys are hanging out and he leaves to do something and when he comes back you're acting like a different person???

at first he thinks something happened while he was away, but you're acting like nothing happened

once you change between four different personalities he's both lost and concerned for your health

he will quickly ask you what's going on

if you give him some excuse or say you don't know what he's talking about, he's not gonna believe you

he might start investigating on his own

I'm assuming you're pretty good at this and good at avoiding his investigation

eventually he becomes the 'I don't need sleep, I need answers' meme

he may even try setting up a hidden camera to find out what happens

one way or another he's going to find out eventually

when he does find out, he loves it

a little ashamed of himself that he didn't catch on sooner also how dare you prank him

but he's going to pretend like he knew a lot sooner and was just giving you a chance to confess

Ace totally wants to actually meet all your younger siblings

when he does...he's still confused

it's going to take a bit for him to be able to tell all of you apart

one of you could walk up and start talking to him and it's gonna take him a minute to figure out who's talking to him

but he totally wants to be in on this prank and help out

you two are now conspiring together on who to prank next with this

he's going to say Riddle

he loves the chaos

Malleus:

poor boy is so confused

he doesn't understand why your entire personality has changed

but he doesn't say anything at first because he wants to accept all parts of you

honestly once he experiences each of your siblings' personalities, he thinks that's just you with a very wide range of personality traits

maybe your personality traits contradict each other sometimes, but that's part of your charm

he probably asks Lilia and Silver about your changing personality

Lilia probably knows but won't tell him and Silver just tells him that he doesn't know much about it

eventually Malleus will probably figure it out on his own

he's extremely observant so if anything is different between your appearance and your siblings, he will notice

that and his fae senses help him

if you and your siblings smell different he will notice and be able to tell that the real you is hiding near by

when you explain it to him he is amazed

Malleus probably has never met quadruplets and would like to know more

and he wants to meet all of your siblings and get to understand what each of them is like

he finds each of their different personalities entertaining

he's a quick learner and will be able to tell you all apart quickly

even is able to walk up to one of your siblings and knows who he's talking to before they even say a word

Malleus isn't the type to conspire on the prank with you but he finds it so entertaining when he sees it happen

he will go along with it while you're pranking someone though

Kalim:

probably the fastest to catch on

he has like 30-40 siblings

chances are a few of them are identical twins so he knows more about people looking alike but having different personalities

he doesn't catch on immediately tho

like Malleus, he'll think you just have a lot of different personality traits at first

but once he's seen all of your siblings and their personalities, he'll piece it together in his head and ask you if you're a twin

when you tell him he's so happy

he wants to meet all your siblings and get to know them

and he's really good at telling you and your siblings apart

like Malleus he automatically knows who he's talking to

not gonna lie he probably doesn't even think of it as a prank at first

he just thinks he was bad at telling all of you apart

you have to explain that you were pranking him

if he sees you trying to prank someone else like this, he won't understand at first and probably run up to your sibling and just shout their name

the other person is so confused

but if he knows what's happening he'll play along and maybe be laughing the entire time

Floyd:

at first he thinks you just have mood swings like him

and he's happy that there's someone like him

but wow your mood changes a lot more than his

he's a little confused but doesn't mind it much and probably doesn't pay much attention to your prank

when you switch places with one of your siblings he has almost no reaction

he just carries on like nothing happened

he might get tired of it eventually and ask you what's going on

when you tell him, he think's it's so fun

once you show him your siblings and tell him who they actually are he's pretty good at telling all of you apart

Floyd probably cares more about you than your siblings tho

you're the original✨

he also doesn't know how you handle all of your siblings

both him and Jade have different personalities that gets in the way sometimes but you have three younger siblings with different personalities

he will go along with it whenever he sees it happening

and he wants to try this with Jade too

you now have a partner in crime

the entire school is confused

Floyd himself is an agent of chaos so he loves whatever chaos you get up too

Deuce:

help him

he's so confused

he doesn't know why your personality changes but he's too scared to ask because he doesn't want to offend you

sometimes it scares him when your personality changes (especially if it's polar opposite to the personality you had before)

Deuce will try to keep track of the different personalities and what they're like

he'll get lost trying to do this and confuse himself more

there's a zero percent chance he's gonna figure it out on his own

even if he saw you and one of your siblings in the same room, he's going to think it's some sort of spell

the thought of you having identical siblings doesn't even cross his mind

whenever you switch places with one of your siblings he tries so hard to adapt to the personality change and be respectful

you'll have to sit down and thoroughly explain it to him for him to understand

he's not going to be able to tell you guys apart

like he knows the names now, but matching names to personality is a mess in his brain

at most he will get yours right but none of your siblings

Deuce probably won't play along with your prank, but he won't say anything either

the other person may be confused why your personality changed meanwhile Deuce is trying to decipher which sibling took your place

Sebek:

I hope your siblings can handle his yelling

he's concerned and confused why your personality changed

but he expresses this while yelling

"WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS"

similar to Deuce, the thought of you having identical siblings doesn't cross his mind

he thinks you've been cursed or something and is determined to help you get rid of the curse

he's asking Lilia for help and Lilia doesn't tell him anything

if you or your siblings try to say you're not cursed, he thinks that you can't see it because you're cursed

you should probably tell him before he starts casting spells or doing weird things to try and get rid of the "curse"

when you tell him there's like a solid minute of silence

quickly followed by 5 minutes of yelling

he's offended you tricked him and even more upset that he didn't see through your prank

help him he now thinks he's not a good knight for Malleus because he didn't realize it was a prank

Sebek is gonna struggle for a bit when it comes to telling you apart from your siblings but he's determined to get it eventually

super smug when he sees other people falling for your prank because he knows what's really happening

he almost wants you to try doing it to Silver to see if he could see through the prank

eventually he may even admit that he's impressed by your prank

he appreciates the level of coordination, teamwork, and planning it all takes

but he won't say this until he's gotten over the shame of falling for it

[justwritedreams]

Facetime calls with EXO members ❤️‍🩹

Morning calls definitely

So that your day starts more than well 🥹

I really think he's a very romantic guy

Like, very

So his morning calls would be very affectionate

To wish you a good day at work

Or to see your face when the flowers he sent you arrive in the morning 😍

Sometimes to show that he is at your door to give you a ride

Always say that he believes in you and loves you for the strength you have 😭

And I believe he would do this EVERY DAY

Maybe to make up for how much you miss him every time he's away

Oh and don't even get me started when he just starts singing to you!!

I'M GONNA CRY

I have to be honest, I don't think he's a big fan of facetime calls

Bc I think he prefers real life talks yk

Looking into the eyes, touching

But considering that both of you have busy schedules, talking on the phone is the solution

And I think with him it would be to relieve stress

You know, the escape valve from a tiring day

So most of the time it would be nocturnal

He just needs to hear your voice to forget everything else 🥹

You tell him how your day was so he can smile

No matter how silly the details are, he will want to know everything!!

And it's effective!

Bc as you talk to him, you can see that he is only paying attention to you

And when he didn't respond at all

You'd be like "what's up?"

And he would smile happily like "I love you, you know"

OH GOD 😭😭

Okay so, he is the father of two children

I'm almost sure that his calls would be to show something or teach something

For example, him teaching you how to change a light bulb when he's not home 🤣🤣

I don't know but I think that with him the calls would be about everyday life

How expensive the food is or him choosing what flavor of ice cream you want because he will bring it to you

Small everyday details that make a difference

He seems to me to be so light in the sense of living life as simply as possible

So he'll share whatever, even if it's a 15-second call lol

Oh and I don't doubt he would make a call in the middle of the night to make a dad joke

And would laugh loud enough to wake up all his neighbors, main singer privileges lol

Oh my poor baby 🥺

As much as this man travels for work, it's no surprise that most of the year you talk to each other on phone calls

I think with him it would be a mix of everything

And there wouldn't be a time bc well, jet lag sucks, right?

He would try to call you at a time that wouldn't disturb you

So he would always be worried about the time so you could rest

Even if it meant him staying up until dawn 🥹

It would be a long conversation, that's for sure

Bc I know he would want to share everything he did, saw or learned He would be super happy to show you the landscape outside the hotel he is staying in

But would be sad to be far from you 😞

He would try to act strong but deep down you know he just wanted to be with you

But you know, it would be a good idea for you to travel without him knowing and go to the door of his hotel room

And when he answered the door he would be holding his phone like "what are you doing here I am literally looking at your face on the phone?"

And you'd be like "surprise 😏"

Random, inconvenience and silly calls

I don't know how but his timing would be perfect for when you have a towel on your head after washing your hair

Or with your sheet mask on your face

And I know he's going to take a screenshot so he can use the photo as a meme

He would have a huge “I got you 😆�� smile

And you'd be like "don't you dare🤨"

He would dare anyway

He would probably call you and say random things like "do you think aliens exist?"

And you would have a long debate

That wouldn't even have an ending

But it was just bc he really wanted to talk to you and bc he didn't have a specific topic

You would talk about everything

So at the end he makes a pout like "I miss you" 😭😭

Incurable romantic and you can't convince me otherwise

Hate calls but he do it anyway

Mainly to show where he is recording, be it a film, a series or an album

If it's a song, I think he'll want to know your opinion first than everyone else

Bc he knows you will be sincere and he takes a lot into consideration bc you know he works hard

He will end up confessing that the song he thought of you when composing it 🥹

And if it's a movie or series, he'll probably show you the clothes and accessories like "look they're going to give me a sword 😆 it's a fake one but okay🙄"

He will probably accidentally give you spoilers lol

Lowkey romantic okay but don't push him

He's just going to share it with you bc he's excited but it's going to have to be quick bc he has to record it soon

So the calls will be very quick

But they will have a greater meaning than it appears.

I'M NOT READY FOR THIS ONE 😭😭

Y'all know he's my bias, right

So, no one can convince me that this man won't literally compose a song for you on calls

He will simply call you to show him playing the piano or guitar

And if you don't look at him with the biggest "I'm madly in love with you" face YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!

He's a hopeless romantic okay??

Like, I can totally see sparks in those big eyes 😭😭😭

He will definitely sing to you until you sleep

And you would miss his proud and passionate smile that he would make

WHY AM I DOING THIS??

Neither of you will want to hang up lol

But eventually you will, always saying "I love you" to each other 😭😭😭

Okay sooo I think with him would be pretty cute at the beginning

And very spicy at the end if you know wHAT I MEAN

Night calls!!

He would start by talking about how his day was while simply eating like a normal person

But he's not really a normal person

Have you ever seen this man, seriously?

It would be very difficult not to get lost in the way he moves his lips to eat….

Yeah, he's a walking sin

So let's just say the night will end up pretty satisfying in parts for both of you

YOU GOT IT RIGHT??

I don't know why but I imagine him being very shy afterwards lol

You'd be like "well, that's not exactly how I wanted the night to end"

And he'd be like, "Did it at least relieve the stress enough for you?"

Well, okay maybe not that shy after all

Oh Sehun lol

He would call you constantly for "very important matters"

The matter 👇🏻

Giggling bc he call you to decide which outfit he should wear

And you'd be like "you look good in everything!"

And he'd be like "of course I know that 🙄 but I need help"

Eventually you would help him and he would be very grateful but embarrassed

Then he would try to shamelessly flirt with you in jest

"I look better without clothes but this one looks good

And you'd be like "why do you do that"

"Why? Do you deny that it's true? 🤨"

Yeah, he changes his personality pretty quickly

But you don't deny

Can you??

Honestly, he just needs an excuse to talk to you

He'll call you every time he dyes his hair!!

He's a baby so you don't have much to do

Except, praise him and say I love you

And actually say I love you, bc I can see him waiting for you to say it with that sassy face of his

Like "I don't want you to say me too, say it straight"

[truebluedreamer]

Peter in college, after finding a way to get drunk with his friends, ends up 3am drunk-horny tweeting about Tony Stark, thinking it's fine, right? Tony doesn't care about his tweets? Probably doesn't even know his Twitter handle. And it's fine, right, because it's just a joke a-and everyone is thinking it so, can he really fault Peter?

The meme is posted. 100k retweets in less than an hour. Peter and Ned and MJ are floored for a moment, and then they begin to laugh, because see???? The world is horny for Tony Stark. Who cares if Peter posted it? If Peter is horny for him, too? There's a reason Tony is voted sexiest man on earth year after year after year. Tony knows it, too. He has a pool of millions to choose from. So why would Peter ever matter?

And then it's 4am, and the giggles are just dying down as Peter’s phone rings. Looks down at the device in his hand to see--it's Tony. He immediately thinks about destroying the phone and starting a new life under a new name but... Tony would still find him, so that'd be stupid.

MJ answers for him, says nothing, just hands the phone back to Peter. He's shaking.

"M-Mr. Stark? Heeeeey, um, you're up late."

"Could say the same for you, kid. I see you've gone viral."

And Peter so wishes a sink hole would just open up and swallow him. He tries to smoothe things over with a "oh, haha, that's, uh, just a joke! Sir, um, Ned and MJ and I got drunk and i-it was just funny, and MJ dared me to post it! And I-I'm so sorry, Mr. Stark, if it made you uncomfortable, I--"

And Peter is very much not expecting it when Tony then says, "So are you not a fan of this leg opener?" He malfunctions. He can no longer speak.

So MJ answers for him. "Soooo you guys gonna fuck already?"

Peter is silently SCREAMING until he hears Tony chuckle. "That all depends on Peter."

Maybe it's better the floor hadn't opened up and swallowed him. Thank you, floor. "M-me? Mr. Stark, I--"

"Please, call me Tony."

(meme below, I'm still working on this--I don't know everyone's handles yet but a discord server member posted this and it sent me spiraling into BUT WHAT IF PETER--)

[solarmorrigan]

Hey, good (?) news; you inspired me to start writing my first fanfic :) cuz you’re inspiring :)

Bad (?) news; this, uh, this shit is hard. Those writers memes weren’t lying. How dare you make me do this (/j, it’s fun, but dam)

How do you stop feeling like you’re moving around cardboard cutouts???

That's very exciting! My condolences on the new hobby. I think "it's fun, but damn" just about sums it up

There are a bunch of different methods for starting to feel like your characters are a little more real, and I'm sure you'll get a different answer from every writer you ask, but here are a few of the things I tend towards:

Sit with your characters. Just hang out with them. Write them having inconsequential conversations. Write them in little slice-of-life pieces. Write about them going to the grocery store, making breakfast, trying to decide whose turn it is to wash the dishes. This takes away the stress of having to make them act in The Plot and instead just lets you focus on who they are how they act as people (which will later help you figure out how to make them act in The Plot)

Ground yourself in little moments. Small details can really make a character feel more real. Take a second to draw attention to a character's preference for or dislike of something, to their quick little reaction to something that's just happened, to a nervous tick or weird little habit. This is like the writing equivalent of zooming in on what that one character is doing in the background; it adds dimension

Look for scenes in TV and movies that make you feel something. Anger, sadness, joy, hope - whatever, as long as it really made you feel. Now basically... copy it. Take what made that scene hit for you and apply it to your characters; have them play out that same emotional scene in their own words. This isn't anything you'd want to post, but it's a bit like using a photo reference as an artist. Copying scenes from other media will help you figure out how to apply those big emotions to your characters, and it'll help you start to move them around a little more fluidly

In the same vein as the above, find things in your own life that make you angry, or sad, or joyful, or whatever, and try to write about the way your characters would feel those emotions. This is a little harder to do, because you're in the middle of living life as it happens, and you're not really looking for experiences that might make good writing fodder, but just try to keep it in mind. You don't have to give the characters your specific life experience, but you can use your own feelings as a jumping off point. Maybe you've never gone through what the character has gone through, but you've probably felt a similar emotion before, and remembering that can help you write a character's emotions and reactions much more vividly (this is also known as "Free Therapy")

(I'm kidding)

(mostly)

Ultimately, though, the thing that's going to give you the most confidence is just... practice. The more you write, the more you start to feel like you know what you're doing, and the more you realize that you're not playing with cardboard cutouts but that you are actually A Wizard and words mean something simply because you say they do, so there.

I do hope you have fun, and if you feel comfortable sharing, I'd be excited to see what you come up with! (If not, that's also understandable, no pressure and please have nice day <3)

[thygoddessouijathicc]

Literally Every Fandom I’ve Ever Been In

Warning. Long rambly essay up ahead mentioning stardew valley and the undertale fandom and briefly topics like self harm and abuse. Be warned that this is here. And if you don’t want to see that just enjoy the meme. But before you go to be clear. This is not about how it’s bad to like characters who do bad shit. It’s about how people will like characters who do bad shit off them being fun or being nuanced but sometimes ignore nuance in characters who are mean because how dare they be mean.

Hot take here but media literacy means a lot of things and it also means the understanding that being mean isn’t worse than being a serial killer.

I must clarify here I am not saying you can’t like characters who have done terrible things you can I myself do and love them this is not a post shaming people for liking Bill Cipher he’s a great character and overall may characters who do horrible things have great writing either being pure evil or having deep lore as to why.

This is also not a post talking about characters written to be annoying without any nuance to them. You’re supposed to not like those guys and while it’s hard to tell sometimes if a character is written to be hated on or not there’s usually some ways to tell especially if the character has no reason to be rude and is just… unneededly cruel and bigoted… I will also say how this differs from pure evil is that pure evil is usually written to be entertaining an intentionally annoying character without any reasoning is written to be annoying not entertaining. A lack of motive can be fun or make someone annoying depending on execution and specific actions.

This is solely a post on the weird treatment of characters who are not nice and especially those who have a reason not to be. It feels odd that people are willing to let off or at least still like a character who does horrible things because of backstory but not a character who simply isn’t nice. And I am not saying a character who is mean and does heinous crimes though weirdly I feel those are also let off far more. I mean people who are just… generally kinda rude.

Like what I am referring to is a character who was raised in a situation where they were forced to adopt a rude persona to survive. A character who was horribly abused or lost someone close to them and now act rude because they don’t want to let anyone into their life. A character who is put in a position where being rude is the only way they can be heard. A character who is rude to someone who isn’t all that nice to them either say being rude to someone because they can’t take no for an answer. A character who just doesn’t trust people. A character who will be socially or even physically ripped apart if ever they let their gaurd down. A character who is rude because they are legitimately an emotional mess. A character who lets be Frank here… isn’t even that mean people just keep saying they are.

I will admit that sometimes a fandom will click and things will be great especially when it comes to redeemed villains who have anger issues or have been mean in the past but sometimes… sometimes they won’t. And I’m gonna talk about a few examples without going into much detail. And forgive me there are going to be weird and niche.

Let’s start with Hailey from stardew valley who I swear people talk about like she’s the spawn of Satan or will stress how she’s mean when you first meet her but has a good arc. And she does yeah have a good arc. But also maybe it’s just me being ignorant or I never got any of the actually bad lines of dialoge or I’m just clueless or whatever… and you can disagree here.. but Hailey isn’t that bad. Like when you meet her most of the lines I got were… maybe rude? And I know people also don’t like her for not liking the prismatic shard but she’s not the only one who doesn’t like an otherwise universally liked gift. Plus one of her loved gifts is honestly easy as hell you don’t even need to go to the effort of a prismatic shard literally give her a sunflower. It feels like the real reason people hate her is because they hear other people hating her. Because my experience with the character at the very least if I really am clueless or lucky is that she’s just mildly stuck up and materialistic.

Next up… very weird and niche one, Underfell Sans. Yeah that’s a weird one. You may be thinking “from the Edgelord AU?” Yes. I could actually go into this and write a whole essay about the fact that Underfell as an AU is actually unironically kinda fire it just has an aestetic that people don’t entirely take seriously and that the reason that aestetic isn’t taken seriously is because it’s heavily associated with counterculture movements (including being queer btw) and being overall against the dominant culture causes it to be made fun of often. But that’s a whole other essay and a whole other can of worms involving a fandom I am cautiously ok with talking about but would like to for now be distanced from. But to get back to the topic Underfell Sans is in a lot of AU projects. Almost all of them actually. And in many of them the character is commonly portrayed as “Edgy McMyChemicalRomance” while not even being usually that rude, not usually being the worst person in the room, and often with the AU’s lore intact. The lore of which I’m talking about being that in this AU the ideal of kill or be killed is a cultural value of the whole underground meaning people within this system must follow it to survive often having to be hostile because yeah it’s not the characters it’s the whole AU so it’s not like Flowey who’s a jerk for having that belief because Flowey got that on his own the Underfell characters were raised to believe it. Raised to be kinda mean and never show weakness. And to attack people who do show weakness. This lore is usually in tact in underfell portrayals but… ignored. Like the AU is still one with a broken system that forces people to be cruel or die yet no no any character from that world is just mean jerk who’s a total Edgelord and often gets bullied by the other characters for behaving how they were taught is correct. It’s like getting mad at someone for eating with their hands when they come from a culture that doesn’t use utensils and have never existed in a culture that did until now. I’d say in this specific situation where the fell character is being rude to people it is fair for the characters to be rude back but the fact that the fans themselves and the creators themselves ignore entirely the fact the character has a reason to be rude that actually could make for a more engaging story about the character learning to exist outside of a culture that actively is physically threatening to people who show weakness rather than the same copy pasted joke about “character edgy lol”. It feels like all people see is that the character is rude to the other characters and never question if there’s a reason WHY. And honestly it’s a little disappointing it would be refreshing to see a nuanced take on this AU and its characters (and let’s be real the Sans specifically because that’s who’s gonna be in the AU projects). Also more unrelated to the character being mean… but when a character from another AU is being rude to a character from Underfell before they’ve said anything based on vibes it makes them look like the jerk actually because they know nothing about the character more than how they dress at this point. Also final thought… yes this is an AU so there is no canon however this is the widely accepted canon of the AU.

Ok there’s my two weird examples but lemme extend upon this and talk about fandom culture as a whole.

It feels like people don’t want characters ever to be wrong unless they’re always wrong. Like if a good guy is a jerk they can’t be the good guy right they must be evil and bad because being a jerk is bad and we all know people in both fiction and reality are either one or the other with no nuance. Something similarly I have noticed is that when a character is a victim of abuse, especially physical, they are portrayed extremely cutesy 100% of the time. It’s like they aren’t allowed to have a personality that isn’t innocent and sweet and childlike like god forbid we get an abuse victim who responds by lashing out towards others. I’m not saying they should be or should always be portrayed as jerks but it feels like a symptom of a greater problem.

That problem being that people wrongly equate likability and kindness (and in the case of the abuse victim… also equating being abused with being weak and childlike and soft ignoring fully that anyone can be abused and abuse victims are people which I guess I get it if it’s a comfort character thing but fandom culture overall needs to also realize equating being abused with being cute and kawaii is a little fucked up). I’ll be straight up here, both a jerk and a kind little sweetheart can be equally annoying in fact the latter can be more annoying because often the creator in question doesn’t think they are and treats them like the infallible hero that you’re evil for disliking. And they feel it would be wrong to give a character we are supposed to be rooting for flaws because if they have flaws especially being not very nice then they must be bad which isn’t true.

It also feels like an issue of people taking what they see at face value like they see everyone talking about how much of a jerk this character is and they just accept it without looking further or go into a confirmation bias state where one rude word is the whole character. It feels overall like people in fandoms don’t actually look at the characters and their lore and their motives so much as they look at how the character acts without further consideration or more often how the other people in the fandom talk about them. And I feel like the kind of group think fandoms sometimes have going on where if a character is disliked they are disliked by everyone or made a joke of by everyone or whatnot is toxic behaviour I feel like we need to start analyzing not just what a character is doing but WHY because it can change your opinion of them pretty heavily if there is a very specific and understandable reason why they are doing the thing they are doing or let’s be real… if there isn’t.

This essay isn’t “character is jerk is good” it’s think about their reasoning and if that changes anything because if taking their reasoning into account changes how you view them then there’s something there. Also in this realm you will realize some characters who are liked do horrible things for reasons that fall apart when you look at them critically (in this case I mean characters who are often justified by viewers) like ok you were bullied in school… how does that relate to nuking most of the country?

If you got anything from this poorly planned out rambly essay I should hope it will be a desire to look at these situations more critically in the future to figure out if the general public is right in your eyes or if maybe there’s a bit more to this. And if anything else… that edgy styles and music are hated on by the general public because they are associated with counterculture movements and that “cut yourself emo” jokes are weird because the whole joke is finding it amusing that someone is doing self harm purely because of their aesthetics not being your preference.

Anyone is welcome to bring up more examples of this but please do not derail the post to be about something else. It’s about media literacy in regards to characters who are mean. Also if you do Stardew please tell me if I’m way off base there or got really lucky and the character is actually a mean girl from hell. Also how is her name spelled..

Byeeeeeeeeeeeee!

[fizzywashere87]

Pros and Cons of Dating Fizzy

notes: i decided to make a compare and contrast post for me?? why the fuck not cuzzos. this is some form of self advertisement and im not above it. (im off limits and a minor)

M. List

Pros:

i will be very loyal towards you

if i like you a lot, i won't get an ick -unless it's something SUPER bad but even then i tend to let red flags pass over me.

i'm a good listener when i want to be -if i rlly like you again, i would always want to be

i'd do literally anything and everything for you

id buy you gifts and pretend not to care if you didn't like it

i don't keep secrets of mine from you -unless i CANT say anything, then, sorry

you don't have to do much to gain my trust if i like you a lot -that doesn't stop intrusive thoughts.

i'll adjust to your needs after studying your behavior

i have a good memory so i'll remember certain topics you bring up -likes, dislikes, facts you share, a story you tell me about.

i'll defend you should anyone try to do or say anything bad about you -i'll throw hands for you

i am not a dry texter most of the time so you'll have an interesting convo for the most part

it doesn't take much for forgiveness if i'm rlly down bad -i don't forget tho

you get goodmorning/night texts

giving you my hairtie/bracelets and spraying perfume on it -i'll pretend not to notice if you don't wear them

A Double-Edged Sword:

i'm blunt - i could be overly blunt but at least i'll be deadass with u

ill drop my needs for yours -if you rlly care then you'd be sad abt this i think

i struggle to pick up certain implications -you can probably use that to your advantage

i've learnt to mask really well to adaptto your personality - you wont rlly know how i'm feeling unless i choose to let you know

i'm attached to you -maybe too clingy? if you tell me to fuck off i will tho

i'll take what you say literally most of the time

i'll brag to my friends about you -i might also complain if you make me sad

i put my family before you

i have a hard time saying no a lot of the times

i hold onto promises -i keep mine tho

i'm kinda stubborn

i do dangerous shit -it has the potential for entertainment but if u rlly care then the downside is that i might get hurt over a simple dare

'are you sure?' x100

i laugh at everything -you could end up thinking ur funny bc i laughed so you go retell that joke to ANYONE else and realize my humor is shit and you are not funny :|

i send you memes/videos and go 'us' -it could get annoying

i'll pester you to take care of yourself -it could get annoying. also i do not take my own advice

i can be rlly protective but not like super alpha sigma dw

i'll want to wear your hoodies/shirts

my standards are dangerously low -you don't have to do much

i put myself down a lot -this could end up funny

Cons:

at least once a week i'll ask you if you're gonna leave me

i have underlying health complications that show up at the worst times ever

i am not funny -and it's worse cuz i'll actively be trying

i'm very specific about A LOT and i'll lose my shit if my shit isn't together -yes this has potential to become your problem

i will not tell you what i need from you -i just won't. unless you pester me for way too long

i'll assume you'll leave me at some point -this is regardless to your answer to the first bullet point

i WILL complain about my day and you WILL have to listen to it -it's full of complaints and i'll only stfu if u tell me to

i'll cry over the dumbest shit -whether it's front of you depends on how close. usually early on and you'll be the cause 8/10 times

if i'm overstimulated it might be your problem

i'll get mad at you from the cause of my overthinking

i'll secretly not trust you -not for like other people i mean reassurance wise

i need constant reassurance and it might be brought up indirectly but snarkily -i'll never tell you outright

i suck at flirting and i'll run away from you

i might zone out on you during face to face convos -probably from calculating correct eye contact durations or just thinking bout you- but while you're talking so its not good

i'm kinda loud and it's worse when i'm excited -i'm quiet in the mornings tho :3

i'm a lil aggressive

i'm kinda shit at comfort and my advice may not be good advice

if i see a point/indication and i don't like it i'll ignore it because i don't want to deal with it

i want your praise/validation

i get pissed easy

i take nothing seriously

'oops'

[wangquan-fugui]

the heart and ship meme—💘, for—well, whatever combination of the lotus tower boys that strikes your fancy. (coming up with a reason for all three of them to fake relationship might be hard. but...might be hilarious? 🤔)

💘 fake relationship / mutual pining / dared to kiss

"he's my fiance" li lianhua stated calmly, grabbing fang duobing by the chin and planting a wet kiss right on the surprised 'o' of his lips. he feels the quick swipe of a tongue against his, and all coherent thoughts leave him.

"i'm really sorry, miss su, but as you can see, i'm already taken and cannot accept your proposal."

fang duobing just nods his head, dazed and still thinking about the taste of li lianhua's sugary chapstick. he's not sure what he's agreeing to, but if it lands him more kisses, it can't be that bad, right?

--

di feisheng scribbles a little note on his hand, nodding at the display he just saw. maybe it'll finally get jiao liqiao off his case.

*some point later*

"i've given so much just to get a fraction of your affection! why can't you love me?" she cries, her tears making her red eyeliner run down her face like blood.

just as he's about to answer, someone awkwardly clears their throat. it was just like jiao liqiao to trap him in a public hallway. he looks over to see a familiar messy mop of hair he'd recognize anywhere and pulls li xiangyi close. any protest is muffled by the press of their lips, with di feisheng wrapping his arms around the smaller man's body so that he doesn't wiggle away.

"i'm gay," di feisheng deadpans, "i've never been interested in women."

li xiangyi just sighs, but he doesn't contradict him.

ask me :D

[nectaric]

interview meme

——— character question sheet

▌real name: hades. ▌single or taken:  married to persephone. ▌abilities or powers: geokinesis (mostly the manipulation of gems and metals, though he is able to create clefts in the earth from which the dead often pour forth), pyrokinesis (minimally. can summon flames in a pinch), control of the dead (he can summon them even in the world of the living, and commands he gives the dead are immediately obeyed. he also has the ability to sense spirits, track them, and suck the literal life essence out of mortal souls to collect them), invisibility (thanks to his helm), as well as shit like immortality, increased healing, teleportation and transformation, telekinesis, etc etc etc

▌eye colour: dark brown, almost black. ▌hair colour: black, shoulder length, and pretty curly. (like a 2b)

▌family members: his parents are cronus & rhea, his siblings hestia, hera (twin), poseidon, demeter, & zeus. his children are zagreus, melinoe, & makaria. but he's also related to the entire pantheon of gods in one way or another. ▌pets: cerberus, of course! but he also has six finches he takes very good care of. and ghost chickens!

▌something they don’t like: people invading his personal space. he can withstand a lot, but he loathes being touched without his consent. ▌hobbies/activities: reading, watching and documenting his experience with films, the study of filmography, writing & playing music (playing piano, violin, and cello), visiting museums, art galleries, operas, and theatres. ▌ever hurt anyone before:  numerous times, though none so violently as pirithous & theseus. ▌ever killed anyone before: most certainly, though hades does not necessarily enjoy it.

▌animal that represents them: dogs mostly, but some serpents as well. ▌worst habits: self-isolation & self-loathing, hiding his emotions to the point of snapping, drinking, smoking, and self-harm. ▌role models: hera, zeus, and hestia. prometheus, kratos, and metis as well.

▌sexual orientation: bisexual. ▌thoughts on marriage/kids: despite the rocky start to his marriage, it is something that hades values immensely. in his youth, he did not believe that he would ever find love, particularly not one that lasted. when he was assigned to the underworld, he wrote it off even further - for who would ever willingly sign their life away to the underworld? in the end, it was not a choice he offered his wife - partially out of poor judgment, customs, and desperation, but also because he did not think there was any other way. discovering that persephone actually grew to love him despite his transgressions was everything to him. and kids are much the same; something he wrote off as an impossibility. something he longed for, surely, but doubted he would ever have because he refused to bear them. marrying persephone did not assuage those doubts, and despite wanting it so badly, he dared not suggest it. it was persephone who eventually came to him demanding children, and they found a way. being a father is the greatest joy in hades' life.

▌fears: deep-seated fears include losing his family, failing them, and abandonment. he's also really scared of heights though. ▌style preferences: hades used to dress far more formally; full suits, perfectly pressed, and whatever other formal fashions existed in every time period. all in black, all an attempt to appear composed and in control. getting sober meant exposing parts of himself he had once tried to keep hidden, and in doing so, became far more confident just being. which meant more comfortable clothing - still nice, most of the time, and he dresses up for fancy occasions. but he likes just wearing a t-shirt and jeans, with a nice pair of shoes and maybe a suave jacket. sometimes, at home, he even wears joggers. ▌someone they love: his children. which, naturally, feels like the obvious answer but it's one that's hard earned. he's always loved his children, deeply, but in the throes of grief found it very difficult to show melinoe and makaria any affection. he's tried very hard in recent years to rectify that. his love was always there, but dormant. now it blooms.

▌approach to friendships: friendships tend to happen to hades more often than not. he certainly tries to be friendly, and those he's already close with receive more obvious attempts at connection. but any new friends he makes are usually done so because others he knows encourage a relationship, or a person looks at him and goes YEP he's going to be my friend!! hades has the autistic rizz, people find his persona charming but only the right people

▌thoughts on pie: hades loves sweets, so he definitely likes pie. ▌favourite drink: hestia's tea. ▌favourite place to spend time at:  his living room at home, watching a movie with his family.  ▌swim in the lake or in the ocean: hades would pass on both, tbh, but if he had to choose it would be the ocean. ▌their type: hades has a thing for mouthy ones. he likes a little bit of talk back, he likes people who are sassy and outspoken, who don't take his shit - but he also likes people who are patient and kind. someone who will tease him ruthlessly for not understanding pop culture but then gently explain it to him, you know? ▌camping or indoors: indoors. get that man away from dirt, bugs, and the heat of the sun.

tagged by: @seaprofound tagging: you!

[five-rivers]

Ancestral chapter 16

Written for ectoberhaunt 2023 day 20: danse macabre.

The room was silent as everyone listened intently, straining to hear Mr. Kynbaz’s (his first name was Kevin?) response.  

"An extraction? Why?  Isn't she in hospital for a medical condition?"  There was a pause, not quite long enough for Joanna to interject, but long enough to hear.  “How do you even know about that?”

“You left the team on read and the emergency system kicked it to Matthew and your second, but Matthew has it set to forward things to family members if he doesn’t answer and it’s flagged as an emergency.”

Another brief pause.  “Why do you want Princess Alicia extracted?”

“We think that–”  Joanna visibly collected herself.  “There’s evidence that Revyvtech is involved in the poisonings and responsible for Alicia’s condition.”

“Joanna–”

“My judgment was poor as a teenager, but don’t you dare hold that over me when my family is in danger!” snapped Joanna.  She closed her eyes.  “I– I’m sorry, that was inappropriate of me.”

“What kind of evidence?  Would it hold up overseas?”

Joanna’s eyes flicked over Danny, Jazz, and their other cousins.  “No.  But that doesn’t mean it isn’t valid.”

Mr. Kynbaz hissed softly, the sound barely transmitted by the phone speakers.  “I’ll get back to you.”  

“Kevin, wait, I–”

The end-call tone played.  

Joanna let her hand drop to her side.  Her eyes flicked over Danny, Jazz, and their other cousins.  “How many of you have prescription medication?”

Everyone but Jazz and Danny raised their hands.  Jazz elbowed Danny.  “You have that stuff you were prescribed for your eyes,” she said.  

“Oh, yeah.”

“Danny–  Danny.  Do you think you could tell if this… if this poison - blood blossoms? - was in something?  Like you did with the aconite?”

“Um,” said Danny.  “Maybe.  That was mostly Gw– the ghosts, though.  They saw the poison being added.  If it is blood blossoms, though, I think I should be able to.  Or- or they should be able to," he added, glancing at the ghosts.  He didn't want to ask them to, though.  Not after what had happened to Gwensyvyr’s arm.  "I should be able to." 

“Good,” said Joanna, “good.  Everyone, go get your medications, and bring them here.”

.

"Why are there so many?" asked Danny, intimidated.  The little bottles practically surrounded him.  

"We're part of the oldest royal lineages in the world," said Iris.  "It'd be weirder if we didn't have any weird genetic disorders."

"What even are all of these for?" asked Danny, knowing it was rude, but not being able to help himself.  It was his family medical history, anyway.  

"Blood disease," said Iris and George simultaneously. 

"Specifically anemia," said Iris.

"Specifically Avlynyse recurrent macrocytic anemia," said George.  

“Called that because normal macrocytic anemia is supposed to be caused by something else, like hypothyroidism or alcoholism, but we don’t have those problems and it always comes back.”

“You guys probably have it, too,” added George.  “It’s super common in the family, but it.”

“Along with Avlynyse defective melanin syndrome,” said Iris.  “Purple eyes are pretty, but they come with problems, you know?”

“I knew about that,” said Danny.  “But you don’t take medicine for that, do you?  Mom has that, and I don’t think she takes anything for it.”

“Usually you don’t,” said George, “but melanin has a lot of functions beyond just skin, hair, and eye color, and sometimes ADMS affects those things as well.  You remember how Iris and I would, ah, shake a little, all the time?  And our eyes would scan back and forth?  We couldn’t stop it.  That’s what we take medication for.”  He made a face.  “We actually first got this in a drug trial from Revyvtech a few years ago.  It’s new…”

“Oh!  Don’t forget the epilepsy,” said Iris.

“Yeah, can’t forget the epilepsy.”

“You have epilepsy?” asked Danny.  “But I’ve sent you flashing videos… Memes…”

“No, no, Lewis is the one who has epilepsy.  I’m just saying it’s relatively common.”

Lewis made a face.  “I could have told him myself.  They’re only focal seizures, anyway.”

“I don’t know what that means,” said Danny.  “I’ve sent you flashing videos, too.”

“It’s fine,” said Lewis.  “Focal seizures don’t make you lose consciousness all the way, and I’ve got a filtering program on my phone.”

“Mostly he shows them to me, first,” said Leo.  “I have the anemia and a heart condition and low blood pressure and poor circulation and also eczema, which sort of makes my skin break out in hives if anything is touching it the wrong way for too long.”  

“Still not a good reason to not wear shirts,” muttered Lewis.  “Eugene?”

Eugene blushed, then looked down at the medicine bottle in his hand.  He looked back and forth between Danny and the bottle, then the bottle and Jazz.  The bottle was a slightly different color than everyone else’s.  

“Um,” he said.  “I have bipolar disorder.  And I have auditory hallucinations.  It’s not– It’s not schizophrenia, though.  I don’t have the other symptoms.”

Joanna put her hand on Eugene’s shoulder.  “I also have bipolar depression.  And anemia.”

Now Danny just felt bad.  “Sorry.  I shouldn’t have asked.”  (Also, wow, why was he suddenly thinking about the time his parents tried to ‘spin the crazy’ out of him?)

Eugene laughed a little.  “It’s fine.  I mean, we’re showing you all our medications.”  He held out his bottle towards Danny.

“Still.”  Danny took the bottle.  “But… have you ever considered that the hallucinations could be…?”  He trailed off as Gwensyvyr and the other ghosts started shaking their heads.  

“Oh,” said Eugene.  “No, definitely not.  There are ways to check if you’re hearing ghosts, assuming they’re cooperating.  We tested it.”  He sat down on the floor across from Danny.  “So.  How are you going to do this?”

“Um,” said Danny.  “I was just going to phase my hand through each of these and see if anything happened?  That way, I’m not screwing up good medicine by taking it apart or anything.”

“Is that safe?” asked Jazz with a slight frown. 

“I– Nothing has ever happened to the stuff I’ve phased through before?”

“For you,” clarified Jazz.  

“Might give me a burn,” said Danny.  “But the blood blossom cream is already out, so…  I’ll be okay.”

“If you say so,” said Jazz.

Danny nodded and held up Eugene’s bottle with his right hand and swiped his left hand through it.  

(It was so strange to just do that in front of so many people, and in human form.)

“Nothing,” he said, handing the bottle back to Eugene.  

“That makes sense,” said Eugene.  He turned the bottle so Danny could see the logo imprinted on the bottom, a simple eye with an apple in place of a pupil.  “Avl Ayg does more psychiatric medicine than Revyvtech.”

Danny nodded, and hunted through the bottles to find Joanna’s.  It also didn’t have anything in it that Danny could detect.

Then, he started working through Leo’s medication.  The heart stuff was fine, but when he passed his hand through the anemia medication, he flinched back, hissing.  

“Blood blossoms?” asked Jazz.  

“Yeah,” said Danny.  “Ow.”  He shook out his hand.  

Jazz held out the cream to him.  

“It’s such a tiny amount,” said Danny.  He examined his hand.  It wasn’t even red.  “It was just, like, touching something too hot, rather than all-consuming agony.”

“Your standards for all consuming agony are off,” said Jazz.  “Put on the cream before you do more.”

Danny grumbled but did what Jazz said.  Then he tested the eczema medication, and…

“This feels weird, but not like blood blossoms,” he said.  There was something ectoplasmic in it, but only in trace amounts.  “Could be ectoplasm contamination?”

“Could you tell how even it is?” asked Jazz.  

“No,” said Danny.  “Do you think…  If they are getting things for their medicines from Andyr, do you think that there could be ectoplasmic stuff down there?  From the ghosts, maybe?”

He saw Gwensyvyr’s face screw up, and she opened her mouth as if to speak, but then shook her head.  

“That would make sense,” said Jazz, slowly.  “But that would be incredibly dangerous.  Ectocontamination made a cooked turkey come back to life.”

“What,” said Lewis, flatly.  

“Never mind,” said Jazz.

Danny moved on to Lewis’s.  His anti-seizure meds were fine, but he had a jar of anemia supplements, just like Leo.  Again, there was something in it.  He set it aside.  

He moved on to Iris and George’s.  They had a larger number, but theirs were largely identical, so he did them all at once.  Again, most of them were fine, one of the melanin ones was weird, and the anemia supplement had blood blossoms in it.  

“These actually have more than any of the others,” said Danny, nodding at the bottles while rubbing more cream into his hand.  “It’s still tiny, the ghosts aren’t even affected by it being near, but…”

“But we’ve been getting slowly poisoned for who knows how long,” said Joanna.  “All of us.”

“It does cast some doubt on it being what killed everyone, though,” said Iris.  “Since none of us have keeled over in anaphylactic shock any of the times we’ve taken these.  It’s possible that there’s a legitimate medical use.”

“I don’t know.  I guess there are some things… Mom and Dad wanted to use it to purge ectocontamination.”  Danny looked up.  “Did Martin have this?  Do you think any of his medication is still here?”

“Maybe,” said Joanna.  “If he did have any here, it would probably be in his room, or the master bathroom.”

Getting everyone into the master bathroom was a squeeze, but no one wanted to be left out.  Joanna opened the cabinet and moved aside a woebegone toothbrush and a few boxes of band-aids before pulling out three bottles and a weekly pill organizer.  The organizer was mostly full, with only Sunday morning empty.

“Ferromultyx, melanyorata, and escitalopram?” she read from the bottles.

“Huh,” said Iris.  “I didn’t know his melanin defect was bad enough to take melanyorata.”  She sounded a little congested. 

Danny, not quite in arms’ reach of Joanna, between all the people in the room, made grabby hands.  “Let me see.”

Joanna passed them over, and Danny phased his hands through.  The melanin deficiency drug had the same weirdness as Iris and George’s.  The anemia drug on the other hand…

“There’s nothing here,” he said.  “It’s clean.”

Iris chewed her lip.  “None of this makes sense.”

“I think it does, actually,” said Danny, turning the bottle over and over in his hand.  He wriggled his way out of the bathroom.

“How?” asked Lewis, who managed to get out before the others.  “Why poison us just a little bit, and kill everyone else?”

“I don’t know that it’s just about that,” said Danny.  He put Martin’s medication on a nearby shelf and pulled the small bottle of the medicine he’d been prescribed from his pocket and passed his hand through it.  It burned.  Badly enough to make him hiss and drop the bottle.  

“Danny?” asked Jazz, alarmed.  

“I’m fine.  I just had to check something.”  He cradled his hand near his chest.  “I don’t think they want you dead.  They want me dead.  They don’t want you ectocontaminated.”  

“You guys keep saying that,” said Leo.  “What is it?”

“Ectoplasmic contamination.  Ectoplasm.  Ghost magic.”  Danny licked his lips, then stepped sideways to get a better view of Gwensyvyr.  “That’s what’s actually in Andyr, isn’t it?  There’s a source of ectoplasm.  There’s a portal.”

Gwensyvyr gazed at Danny for a long moment, then nodded.

“There’s something that happens in the Trials that makes you… more spiritual.  Or something.  More like a syvyr.”  And Danny hoped beyond hope that ‘something’ wasn’t dying like he had in the portal.  He could almost imagine it, all of them, all his family, walking, practically dancing down into the dark, into glowing, deathly green.  A tableau.  A danse macabre.  A memento mori.  Except no one really died…

… until now.  

“That,” said Danny, “that’s what they’re trying to stop.  They’re trying to keep that from happening.  Because if it did– if it did…”  He trailed off, unsure, then looked at Gwensyvyr.  Her eyes were sharp, expectant.  “Well, what we thought before, about them using stuff down there for medical research is probably still true, but…  There are probably parts of the Trials you can’t do without having ectoplasm.  Things for the ancestors.  Things for…”

If there was a portal beneath Avlynys, the ghosts here should be as strong as in Amity Park.  They weren’t.  But they were gaining strength from Danny’s presence.  

“Things for the portal,” Danny continued.  “Like, unblocking it or something.  Fixing it.”  He shivered, remembering the last time he’d tried to fix a portal.  

“A portal?” asked Joanna.  “To where?”

“The, you know, the afterlife,” said Danny.  

There was quiet.  

“Unfortunately,” said Joanna.  “We can’t do anything about that until we take the Trials.  Except for not taking any more of these things.”  She snatched up Martin’s medication and put it back in the cabinet.  

Leo groaned.  “Fainting town, here we come.”“For now…  I think all of you need some sleep.”

[sparklepocalypse]

🥑☁️🐝🎨 please.💜

🥑 ⇢ you accidentally killed somebody, which mutual(s) do you text for help?

I'd get in touch with @cha-melodius for her anatomical knowledge (y'know, maybe I can resuscitate whoever it is?) and @happiness-of-the-pursuit for his legal expertise, in the likely event that the resuscitation doesn't work.

☁️ ⇢ what made you choose your username?

You know, I've had this username since about 2010, and I honestly can't remember the backstory. I'm fairly sure it has something to do with some sort of arts and crafts project and then-untreated ADHD, though...

🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

This might get long, so I'll come back to this one and toss it under a jump. 🤣😅

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

You know, prior to the latest RWRB zine being published, I wouldn't have been able to narrow it down to just one, but this JC Leyendecker-inspired piece by @artofobsession is possibly my favorite piece of fanart that's ever been created. It's just -- even nearly a month after it was first posted, it causes beauty aggression in me and I just want to bite it because it's so pretty and glowy and ethereal and lovely and they're just so blushy and so into one another. It's the first fanart print I've ordered in years, and it's going to go on my wall of ephemeral pretty things with my Lindsay van Ekelenburg art and my various tarot card prints from Kickstarter decks.

[Send me emoji from the Writers Truth & Dare Ask Game and I'll answer the corresponding questions!]

Aight, back to 🐝 ⇢ tag your biggest supporter(s) and say one nice thing about them

I mean, obviously I'm tagging you first, @ad-astra13, because you're the Most Excellent of Doc Gremlins and your flailing in my Google Docs has been so, so motivating. Your fiber work is really cool and creative! I'm always intrigued to see which project you'll take on next.

And then there's @hgejfmw-hgejhsf, who even with a bunch of stuff going on IRL still takes the time to DM me a screenshot when someone has recced one of my fics, which -- warm fuzzies just everywhere. Val is one of the sweetest, most deeply passionate RWRB fans I have ever met, and her encyclopedic knowledge of all things book and movie have come in handy on like, dozens of occasions in the few months since I've gotten to know her.

@kiwiana-writes and I basically have the same brain in different bodies on different continents, the vibe is so consistent. Half the time I read his work it feels like it could've emerged from my brain instead of his, and now it turns out he's a pretty gifted songwriter too? Incredible, awe-inspiring, iconic, etc.

@artofobsession and I have a Spider-Man meme thing going on where I yell at Hann about their art, and they yell at me about my writing, and it's just a never-ending cycle of yelling. Pretty amazing to consider that I was Too Scared To Say Hi ™️ for awhile there, because I'm a big ol' introvert. Regardless of what Hann's got going on, I've never read an unkind word that's emerged from their keyboard, and they're super well-spoken and yeah, really glad I started making unhinged bulleted lists of art reviews as a way to break the ice, because they're good people.

Speaking of Spider-Man memes, @seanchaidh7 and I have also been Spider-Manning back and forth these last few months. She's created some really, really incredible art for my Big Giant AU, and just genuinely seems like a cool person. I'm happy we stumbled across each other in this fandom!

@duchessdepolignaca03 is one of the best unhinged idea riffers I've met. She deserves at least partial credit for the idea for my RBB fic, because a simple "fic where [x]" message can lead to a thread of dozens (or hundreds) of messages back and forth just flinging ideas out there to further the prompt. Half the time the riff is all that happens, but occasionally, the riff spawns something way bigger.

And there are folks who either I haven't found on Tumblr, or who left Tumblr behind in like 2013 and haven't looked back -- super grateful for everyone who's enabling my weird little brain to do the thing!

[anneapocalypse]

14 and 20 for that ship meme!

14. Opinion on the importance of marriage?

It completely depends on the ship. I don't think every character would or should get married no matter how in love they are, or maybe they would get married under certain circumstances but not others. And for others, maybe marriage is extremely important!

(Spoilers for Red vs. Blue, Dragon Age Origins, and FFXIV: Heavensward ahead.)

I don't see Agent Carolina from Red vs. Blue, for example, as the marrying kind, and in my Mainelinaverse marriage is never going to be a thing. However I actually make an exception for Kimbalina, not just because I think it's something Kimball would want but because the institution of marriage even being a thing again is a sign of Chorus rebuilding and being A Society again. I still think it would take Carolina a good few years on Chorus to get comfy with the idea. But I do like the idea that she and Kimball eventually get married.

My Dragon Age OC Ilana Tabris never wants to get married and never does. She and Zevran spend the rest of their days happily and polyamorously in love and never marry. My other Tabris, Talith, is excited to get married and devastated at what happens on her first wedding day, and twelve years later marries Orlesian refugee Briala to offer her political protection and only after the wedding bells do they fall in love!

And as for Ariane in FFXIV... I do think marriage is something she's open to, though not something she'd rush into, and I think it is in her future with Urianger post-Dawntrail. (Fun/sad fact: Count Edmont tells her after Haurchefant's death that he was planning on proposing to her, which leaves her with even more heartbreak and messy feelings about what could have been--she totally would have said yes, but also never would have really fit in in Ishgard.) I think with Urianger the way it eventually comes up is probably that Ariane asks him if he'd ever want a kid (the answer's yes), and that discussion segues into "Do we want to get married?"

20. Who’s the ship’s biggest in-universe supporter?

Hah, that's a good question! Thancred and even Y'shtola both give them a nudge a certain point, but it's more in a "can you two get your shit together" kind of way. Alphinaud is weird about it at first because he's kind of had a crush on Ariane in that way teenagers do even though he knew it was absolutely never happening because he's too young for her. Alisaie is just kind of "Good for them" about it.

I'd actually have to say the biggest supporter is Ryne! (And I'm going to be so self-indulgent here and share a few snippets from a WIP because I feel like it.) Urianger has become like family to her, and he talked about Ariane so much during those three years, Ryne almost felt like she knew her too.

Minfilia had never met Ariane, but she had been hearing of her, ever since Thancred came and took her from Eulmore. It was Thancred who first told her of Ariane, the Warrior of Light. Not the ones who had brought on the Flood, but a Warrior of Light of a distant star, both like this world and different. He told her of other companions too, a group called the Scions of the Seventh Dawn, and of the one who once led them: Minfilia. The first Minfilia. His Minfilia, he called her. Then she met Urianger, who lived with the pixies. He spoke often of Ariane, calling her a "dear friend." One day, he said, she too would be brought to the First, and when she did, things would get better. Ariane was kind, Urianger said, and caring, and clever, and a skilled healer in multiple disciplines; in fact it was in part she who had inspired him to take up astrology, even in a world with no night. "Ariane sounds wonderful," she said to Thancred once, and Thancred let out a sort of laugh. "She's… quite lovely," he said, sounding as though there was something he wasn't saying. Minfilia had come to know the sound of that. "Though I dare say she sounds especially lovely when Urianger speaks of her." "What do you mean?" Minfilia asked, instantly curious. "Oh, nothing," Thancred said with a short laugh. "He's very fond of her, is all."

Ryne is very quick to notice that Urianger's fondness for Ariane is not one-sided, and she bonds with Ariane quickly too when she arrives, both because she's heard so much about her and because Ariane reaches out and treats her kindly and is clearly trying to get to know her as a person, not just as the Oracle of Light.

So when she realizes they aren't spending time together anymore after the First is saved... it really shakes her. It's like realizing something's wrong between two family members that you love dearly.

He was with Ryne at her astronomy lessons when the girl looked up suddenly, and said, “I haven’t seen you with Ariane very much lately.” “Ah…” he said, considering how to reply. 'Twould be fruitless to deny it; Ryne was an observant child. “’Tis true, we have seen little of one another of late.” He had meant to keep his voice light, but Ryne looked at him with an expression of some alarm. “You haven’t quarreled, have you?” “Nay,” he was quick to assure her, then added, “…not precisely. If we have been distant, the fault is mine.” “But you’ll be all right, won’t you?” Ryne pressed. “You’ll work it out? The two of you care so much for each other.” Urianger was at a loss as to how to reply. He longed to assuage the girl’s worries, and yet he could little assure of her of that of which he was himself uncertain. He reminded himself that Ryne could handle the truth—nay, deserved it. (As had Ariane. Had he only found a way to share it with her, without risking everything.) “Ariane hath asked time to herself,” he said at last. “There are times when another may ask the gift of our absence, and if we care for them, we must grant it. She shall return when she is ready… and until then, I shall respect her wishes.” Ryne nodded. “I see…” and Urianger could tell that it still troubled her. Nevertheless, she said no more.

[joulethieves]

ryugoro; nsfw, timeskip

a/n: i have a very large ryugoroverse in my brain i am slowly, slowly chipping away at. they began as hatefuckbuddies in canon-verse, all thanks to a game of truth or dare. things...escalate, de-escalate, and dissipate from there.

twelve years pass.

this takes place in a post-game timeskip. akechi is 30, ryuji is 29. they're fuckbuddies again (with akechi being in complete denial that ryuji is, most likely, his actual boyfriend at this point). powerbottom akechi enjoyers, this one's for you.

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“Is it something you can confirm with absolute certainty?”

“I have every reason to believe he’s  the man we’ve been searching for.”

Goro sits hunched over his desk, sifting through files and folders mostly to just busy his hands. He doesn’t need to reference them when the evidence is this burned into the back of his eyelids like the wake of glaring headlights.

The voice over the other line of his ‘work phone’ goes silent for a long moment, but this isn’tsual for Him. Chances are, he was sifting through his own end of files too. 

It’s been weeks of research. The late nights and early mornings wear heavy on the bags under Goro's eyes, and he’s picked up his pesky on-and-off-again smoking habit again. 

He can stop anytime. When he wants. He just doesn’t want to, right now. That could be said about a few things in his life -- notably, the reason his personal cellphone screen flashed bright on his desk with a fresh notification: 

SAKAMOTO  New Message

Goro's gaze lingers on the home screen. He’s admittedly left Ryuji on read for weeks aside from the terse, “Busy with work for a while. Don’t expect to hear from me for a bit.”

He's been feeling that self-same itch for Ryuji akin to a cigarette. Weeks without that blissful, distracting, maddening release has left Goro wanting to strike the match and take another long, long drag. It’s just, unlike an occasional cigarette, the thing with Ryuji Sakamoto is that Goro can’t just have a one and done. Lately, he’s been wanting more, the frequency of his desire unnerving him. He's known for a while that a step back was in order. Work just so happened to present a perfect opportunity to ghost the temptation of a man creeping into corners of Goro's mind he's been far too alone in, for far too long.

He's become a hell of a distraction, and Goro needs to focus, dammit. 

Before he can even reach for his phone to turn it off, another notification lights up the screen.

SAKAMOTO Video Message

Goro's hand freezes over the Off button. If he had any sense at all, he’d press it and get on with the task at hand. 

(If he had any sense at all, he'd never have this number in his phone to begin with.)

SAKAMOTO New Text Message Christ. Is he okay? 

Maybe he's not okay.

No…if he's not okay he’d call.

No. If he's not okay, he’d call someone else, surely.

Someone who hasn’t mostly left his mundane texts and memes on read for weeks aside from the occasional ‘like’ reaction. Someone who hasn't made him chew on the bare minimum for the better part of half a month.

“Do you think we should strike tonight, then.”

The voice over the work line is more a statement than a question. Goro watches the screen of his cellphone fade to black, and looks away.

“There’s no point in dragging it out,” he said, more to himself than anyone, but it suits as an answer regardless.

“Hmmm.” Another long silence, the sound of typing in the distant background of his colleague. Goro knows Him enough by now to predict he’ll be silent for another minute or two…

The phone lights up again.

SAKAMOTO New Photo Message

Relentless. The fuck is he texing Goro at this hour? He glances at the clock; Ryuji is typically at the gym by now.  

A creeping sense of what exactly waits for him beyond a simple input of his password lit up an aching, viscous curiosity. It seeps through the cracks of Akechi's resolve like tar. 

What on earth--

 Goro draws his passcode pattern on with all the annoyance of swiping away a gnat. This had better be fucking good, Sakamoto.

The first message greets him:

SAKAMOTO Thinking of you, baby. Feelin some kinda way after today’s sesh. Wanna release some steam… waddya say 

Followed by...what the hell is that.

The thumbnail of the video was something completely undeniable: Ryuji, seated on what appeared to be a locker room bench. His phone was pointed at a mirror, where Goro could see his  legs spread enough to palm between them to grab–

The thumbnail mocks him, the PLAY button perfectly blocking exactly what Ryuji means to tempt him with. Goro freezes. 

This is a new low. Getting desperate for attention, was he? With all the debauchery that they share in the bedroom, it usually stayed just there: the bedroom. It never occurred to Goro to stoop to this; sexting was for teenagers and playboys, of which he was neither. Nor has he ever received anything so crass. No one has ever had the audacity.

Which can often be said of everything before Ryuji Sakamoto. 

“The supplies,” the voice over the line pulls Goro from the glaring thumbnail of Ryuji’s hand over his clothed cock, “we’ll need a different array for this.”

“Affirmative,” Goro replies, hand fumbling over his files on his desk with purpose this time. That's one thing he needs them for: there are addresses they need to hit for this specific array that were unlike their usual arsenal.

“Let me know where to go. I’ll get what we need if it’s northside of Kichijoji. We’re running out of time if we want to make it there by midnight.”

“I have all the locations identified. Give me a moment.”

Fuck. Where is it? His hands skim along the folders haphazardly strewn about his desk, and, exasperated, he picks up his cellphone to move out of the fucking way – when his thumb grazes the very Play button mocking him.

The picture comes to life and Goro's hand freezes, eyes pulled to the screen in a kind of horrified curiosity a weaker man could only compare to watching a train wreck.

Ryuji, dressed in a white sleeveless shirt, pulls up the hem to hold in his mouth. The whites of his teeth tease the fabric in a grin, and with his free hand he trails his fingers down past his pierced nipples further south, running over sweat-moistened abs. They're on full display after whatever workout he just did, and the crude angle of the gym lighting casts them in defined highlights and shadows. But he doesn't linger, his touch trailing past the waistband of his red gym shorts where he crudely grabs a handful of cock. There is no denying the fullness  his hand closes around, the outline of it a filthy testament to how hard he is.

The camera in his hand shifts, revealing a sliver of his face. He must think he looks good like this, on display like a pornhub amateur, teasing his cock in a locker room where anyone could come in and see him touching himself through his clothes. That boner is anything but subtle.

Goro doesn't realize his mouth is hanging open until the voice over the line of his "work" phone cuts through the other receiver. “Crow.”

“A moment, I said,” Goro blinks rapidly, coming to life and flipping through a folder in hand while the video on his cellphone continues to play. How fucking long is it?

The video–the video. He is intimately familiar enough with exactly the toy Ryuji is currently flaunting on camera like a slutted up jock twit.

Goro's hand stutters over paper and plastic. This has to be the folder – it better be. The addresses his colleague over the phone was requesting are embedded in otherwise nonsensical code, lest it fall into unsavory hands.

Well – hands any more unsavory than his own; he’s finding it consistently hard to keep them clean these days. Funny how that keeps happening.

His eyes scan the code furiously to ensure it has the correct coordinates for tonight’s target. Yes, surely it was this file. He remembers writing the code. He remembers hiding the first address within lines 72 and 73. He remembers how good it felt to stretch his jaw over that inviting hot length and deepthroating Ryuji until he whined–

When the fuck did  he start  looking at the video again.  Why the fuck was Ryuji taking his cock out in the locker room, pulling his shorts down over the shaft just to tease the first few inches of the base, the tension of the fabric fighting against the hardness there.

Fuck. Sakamoto isn't bluffing; He is riled up. His flushed body, glistening with sweat, muscles alight and rippling with the excitement of his own display of indecency – in this moment  he is the worst thing to ever happen to Goro Akechi, and given his entire track record, that is far too devastating of a title to give to someone this stupid.

“Crow.”

“Yes.” It is all Goro can say, swallowing dryly. Fuck. Right. The code. 72 and 73. Lines seventy tw–

“You’re distracted.” The statement makes his blood run cold. There is no way he knows. There is no way Goro has been that obvious—no. There is no way he is distracted.

“I wasn–”

“Call me back when you can give me your full, undivided attention. This is not idle chatter.”

“I told y–”

The sharp click of the receiver, followed immediately by the droning hum of a dead line, makes Goro freeze. The sound fills the room, uninterrupted, as he watches the seemingly endless video of Ryuji teasing himself finally end; in reality, it was barely thirty seconds of thirst trap footage. Goro stares at the frozen thumbnail, seized by something caught between lust and rage; again, something only Sakamoto can conjure up unknowingly. 

Fucking shithead. Needy mongrel who thinks only with his cock, blowing up his phone like a juvenile fuckwad when Goro was on the cusp of an infiltration that is still far too foggy for his own liking. When he reaches towards his cellphone, his hand is shaking. 

That’s right. That wasn’t all Ryuji spammed him with. Under the video, another message.

SAKAMOTO: So fuckin hard right now Wanna be inside you, fuckk. Call me

Beneath the prolific message written with all the coherency of a neanderthal typing with his cockhead, an unsolicited fucking dick pic burns its way into his retinas. Something feral and furious possesses Goro, the drone of the dead line from his work phone blending into the hot  static of his thoughts. 

He smashes the name SAKAMOTO with his thumb, and whips the phone to his ear.

Ryuji doesn’t even let the first ring finish before he picks up. 

Goro doesn’t even let him say hello.

“Here’s what you’re going to do, you juvenile cumbrained jock-twit. You’re going to meet me at the hotel at  4 Chome-31-1. You’re going to get there immediately, and you’re going to text me the room number, and you’re going to wait for me like the dog you are, or you can go home to jerk off onto your stomach alone like a parody of yourself who can’t finish what he starts. Understood?”

The only sound Goro hears aside from his own furious heartbeat is, still, the hum of the other phone’s dead line left forgotten on his desk. Ryuji huffs over the other end, letting out some sigh between his teeth like the starting hiss of a radiator.

“Oh. Fuck yeah.”

Goro hangs up. He memorizes the code between lines 72 and 73. He recites it six, eight, ten times as he puts on his coat, heads downstairs, stands outside.  He waves down a cab.  When Ryuji texts him “413,” halfway into the ride, he memorizes that too, and doesn’t bother to respond.