#「mercury x touya」

[k-atsukibakugou]

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──────── tell me every terrible thing you ever did and let me love you anyway.

matching piercings gf x bf

stalker gf x stalker bf

hyper/bubblegum/slutpop gf x heavy metal/rock/dad rock bf

"you're too pretty to be single, baby." "it's not my looks, i'm not right in the head."

moodboard by saturn <3

loserboy core (he's cool to me)

instagram feed

n/a

stalker ~ steve howie

i'll make you miss me all the time ~ dylan brady

tokyo ~ peach prc, leat'eq

emo boy ~ ayesha erotica

just the tip ~ sybyr

the archer ~ taylor swift

e.t. ~ katy perry

murder on the dance floor ~ sophie ellis-baxter

smile ~ avril leaving me

lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off ~ panic! at the disco

[animebw]

The Anime Binge-Watcher's Queer Anime Ship Tournament!

Round 3 rages on! This time we've got a stand-off between the very old and the very new: one of queer anime's most recent triumphs vs one of its oldest stalwarts. Who will win out in the end? Cast your votes now!

All Round 3 Match-Ups

Rules and Full Bracket

[zeninsama]

thought of "play fighting" w big bro touya nd fell to da floor..

ENOUGHHHHHHH of this before i leave a SNAIL TRAIL ON THE FLOOR 🗣️ big bro touya’s favorite foreplay is pinning you to the floor and mocking you because he’s “barely even using any weight” while you thrash and fuss underneath him.

[mercyll]

Is Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury the first anime series to depict a married same-sex couple?

Given the rings and comments from the staff (excluding Bandai) it's pretty clear that both Suletta and Miorine are married. And looking at older anime couples I can't find another one where the characters are actually married to one another.

There are series that depict engagements and proposals (implied or otherwise with queer characters).

Some examples would be:

Yuri & Viktor from Yuri on Ice, where it's implied that they want to be engaged.

Ranma & Akane from Ranma 1/2, both find themselves in an arranged engagement but end up falling for each other anyway. Ranma is canonically genderfluid in both the anime and manga and Akane is attracted to Ranma as both a man and a woman. And this is ignoring all of Ranma's other fiances who know about their curse and want to be in a relationship with them anyway.

Utena & Anthy from Revolutionary Girl Utena, while the circumstances of their engagement are out of their control, the two of them fall deeply in love with one another despite that. And in the movie they kiss.

Other LGBT anime couples are together or in love but next explicitly depicted as engaged or married would be:

Michiru Tenou & Haruka Kaiou from Sailor Moon, they are very much together and in the Crystal series end up living together and adopting a baby.

Yukito Tsukishiro & Touya Kinomoto from Cardcaptor Sakura, who are in love with one another.

Eiji Okumura & Ash Lynx from Banana Fish, who are in love with one another. And it hurts.

Yuu Koito & Touko Nanami from Bloom Into You, who are two girls who fall in love with one another. And in the story you watch them grow and get closer.

Nezumi & Shion from No. 6, a sci-fi drama where two boys fall in love. This one also hurts.

And countless other examples, none of which I could find have the characters taking their relationship further than dating or engagement.

So, is Mobile Suit Gundam: The Witch from Mercury the first married same-sex couple in anime?

On a minor note, there have been several gay weddings depicted in manga.

Some examples would be:

Our Dreams At Dusk by Yuhki Kamatani, which was written by an asexual, X-gender author.

Until I Meet My Husband by Ryousuke Nanasaki and illustrated by Yoshi Tsukizuki. This manga was written by a gay man and based on his own essays about his life. The manga is auto-biographical.

I Married My Best Friend To Shut My Parents Up by Kodama Naoko, who has written several other LGBT manga, most of which are Yuri.

And there are several more!

Bonus:

Shoutout to Episode 7 of the 80s anime Dirty Pair for having a wedding between a cis man and a trans woman in one episode.

[emotionalsupportemoboys]

I lead a very busy love life, as you can see.

All characters aged up accordingly, don’t make it weird

He nearly did kill me. And then he took me to heaven with him.

My Husbands: Touya Todoroki, Zero Kiryu, Sasuke Uchiha, Tomoe, Howl Pendragon, Ren Honjo, Kakashi Hatake, Shinya Kogami, Kaneki Ken, Keigo Takami, Vash the Stampede, Zack Foster, Sebastian Michaelis, Tamaki Suoh, Kraft Lawrence, Takumi Usui, Soul Eater Evans, Rin Okumura, Kyo Sohma, Yuki Sohma, Hatsuharu Sohma, Ayato Sakamaki, Shikamaru Nara, Kiba Inuzuka, Kimimaro Kaguya, Sōshi Miketsukami, Ichigo Kurosaki, Uta, Tuxedo Mask, Abel Nightroad, Satoru Gojo, Haku (Spirited Away), Haku (Naruto), Yuuki Anzai, Tsume, Cloud Strife, Jamie Fraser, Zade Meadows

But friends don’t look at each other the way we do.

My Wifeys: Nana Osaki, Tsunade Senju, Sailor Uranus, Sailor Mercury, Sailor Mars, Holo, Ino Yamanaka, Touka Kirishima, Hinata Hyuga, Sakura Haruno, Temari, Tenten, Rukia Kuchiki, Saeko Busujima, Clare (47), Teresa Of The Faint Smile, Haruhi Fujioka, San (Princess Mononoke), Harleen Quinzel, Pamela Isley, Selina Kyle, Ivy Valentine, Tira, Talim, Sophitia & Cassandra Alexandra, Taki, Setsuka, Seong Mi-na, Anko Mitarashi, Astharoshe Asran, Tifa Lockhart, Nagi Kirishima

Ships & Pairings

Touya x Keigo • Zero x Yuki • Tsunade x Jiraiya • Nana x Ren • Maka x Soul • Ashitaka x San • Howl x Sophie • Tsukasa x Anzai • Akane x Kagomi • Tenten x Neji • Hinata x Naruto • Sasuke x Sakura • Sebastian x Grell • Holo x Lawrence • Tamaki x Haruhi • Sailor Moon x Tuxedo Mask • Haruka x Michiru • Kaneki x Touka • Tohru x Kyo • Abel x Esther • Yato & Hiyori • Asuma x Kurenai • Inuyasha x Kagome • Sebastian x Grell • Kiki x Tombo • Minato x Kushina • Vanitas x Noe • Vanitas x Jeanne • Harley Quinn x Poison Ivy • Catwoman x Batman • Sly x Carmelita • and plenty more

Other Fav Characters

Link to other post coming soon

Dividers by @firefly-graphics

[hamliet]

Musings on Redemption + Narrative Obligation

This isn’t a meta but rather musings on a disconnect I see based on takes about Ruby’s role in saving Cinder Fall in RWBY, and Deku/Shouto/Ochaco’s roles in saving Shigaraki/Touya/Toga in BNHA.

Of course Ruby has no moral obligation to forgive, or even save (which is not equivalent to forgiving) Cinder. Shouto has no obligation to forgive Endeavor or Touya, and Deku has none to forgive Shigaraki, and Ochaco none for Toga.

But as the main heroine/heroes of a “save the world” story? Narratively, well, yeah. They do. Saving X character is their (literary) responsibility. That is their job.

This is one of the places where people blurring the line between fiction and reality creates  disconnect in conversations. Fiction does not occur in a vacuum. It is a part of reality and is influenced by and influences reality. However, it is not a 1=1 parallel to anything in real life. (Like, that’s why books almost always include a statement about how “This is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.”)

So when people talk obligation/how Hero will save Villain (tbh I usually don’t like to use the term obligation because the connotations don’t really fit and bring to mind real world issues that are best left out of it), they’re (mostly) not talking about a moral necessity. The expectations (“obligations”) here are in terms of how writing works, not in terms of how life goes or real world morality . It’s not “they’re a bad person/character if they don’t save X,” it’s “the story doesn’t make much sense if X, which has been set up, does not eventually happen. So here’s how the path might look to get there.” BNHA and RWBY are stories. Stories play with tropes, often following them well. Tropes are like markers that help readers navigate through a story to understand its meaning.

This doesn’t mean I think Ruby should be condemned in story or out of it for however she feels about Cinder, or even for hating Cinder (imo she won’t forgive her, either way). It does mean that people recognize where the story’s trajectory is going, and that Cinder’s arc is set up with classic redemption tropes albeit quite possibly without ending up “buddy buddy” with the heroes (that’s imo for Emerald and Mercury). Same for Deku, Shouto, and Ochaco, even if I do think Shouto and Touya will end up as brothers (Deku + Shigaraki and Ocahco+Toga might end as friendly, but we’ll see).

It’s also foolish in real life and out to assume that people can change without anyone else playing any sort of role. This is a purity culture real-world reflected thing I see in progressive circes (literary and elsewhere) that I think is often harmfully oversimplified. No person is an island. Now, that does not mean every single individual on this earth has an obligation to feel empathy for, much less forgive, even more much less reconcile, with people who hurt them or others. However, it does mean that someone probably will feel this way at some point, and whether it’s romantic love--requited or unrequited (Buffy and Spike, Sonia and Raskolnikov), platonic familial love (Luke and Vader, Nina and Johan), or even just simple pity on the basis of both being human and principles based on that (Tenma and Johan, Sing and Yut-Lung), someone’s gotta reach out to a spiraling person.

Generally characters are main heroes because they are that special someone. They’re chosen as the protagonist for a reason, even if they’re not “the chosen one” (like Ruby, Shouto, and Ochaco; Deku is the chosen one i guess shouto kinda is in his family?). That doesn’t mean heroes do the redeeming for them, but instead that kindness or some other positive trait inspires change. There’s nuance there, but there are reasons people expect this type of thing from a heroic protagonist especially in stories with themes of rebirth and hope. It would be far different if this was a postmodern tragedy.

Stories allow us to portray human nature in a blurry reflection, where there are set paths that there might not be in real life. Saying that Ruby will save Cinder/the BNHA kids will save the League of Villains is not saying that real life individuals are under obligations to save real life people who have hurt them. I get why that is triggering, though, because irl ppl do try to weaponize beautiful things to make sense of the senseless. You are not obligated. Let me be blunt about that. Anyone who tries to force you to do such a thing is wrong. It’s your choice, it’s your power, it’s your human free will that allows you to decide what to do with your pain and how to heal.

But most forms of storytelling, when redemptive tropes like “save the cat” and “stop the cycle of abuse” and themes of hope are introduced, it’s fair for readers/viewers to assume that the writers are doing so because they plan to fulfill these tropes. You don’t hint at something you don’t plan on satisfying; that’s Bad Writing 101 (see, Game of Thrones season 8).

Fans analyzing and predicting based on the narrative set up (as well as contemplating what “needs” to happen for a hero to get to a place of saving someone--it’s called an arc because most protagonists don’t start in such a place of extreme empathy and mercy) are not telling fans that you’re bad or that the characters are bad. (Well, I’m sure some ppl are, but to hell with ‘em). It’s merely a prediction based on story tropes.

[veritylane7]

+mydecember+ Twilight ver. 13

( 10:50 PM )   Math-class doodle of Rukura (Raphael), airbrushed. Came out nicely. ^.^       ( 10:07 PM )   John's suggestion for a feel-good song that Mr. Rozario (school principal) should play over the PA system in the morning? Children of the Damned by Iron Maiden.... how I agree! ^____^

We're sick, sick people. Can you tell we're related??

song of the moment: "Genocide" by the Offspring. I really gotta get some of the Offspring cds... I want Smash, Americana, and Conspiracy of One.... *sulks*

( 9:57 PM )   Ribby-chan... s'all being taken care of. Mike and Matt be lookin' after me closely, and if Dan does anything else, he's in for some serious trouble. *heh* Mike or Matt my soulmate? Dooood, Mike's a pal, and Matt's like my older brother (he's actually my most recent ex-boyfriend in a way). Thanks for the concern, tho! And don't worry... I beat Dan up nice. If I have my way, he'll be singing soprano come next week.

*heehee* I think I've FOUND my soulmate, anyhoo. *pointed look at someone who's screen name rhymes with punkin' pie* *heartheart* ^__^

( 9:49 PM )   *runs around screaming fangirlishly* YUMMY! YUMMY! I GOT A CUTE, SCAAAAAAARY DOOD FOR THIS TEST!!!

Ideal anime guy test...

# 1 Zagato from Magic Knight Rayearth # 2 Ashitare from Fushigi Yuugi # 3 Chichiri from Fushigi Yuugi # 4 Hotohori from Fushigi Yuugi # 5 Kiryuu Touga from Shoujo Kakumei Utena # 6 Taikoubou from Senkaiden Houshin Engi # 7 Hayama Akito from Kodomo no Omocha # 8 Kyoichi Saionji from Shoujo Kakumei Utena # 9 Morisato Keichi from Ah! My Goddess # 10 Nakago from Fushigi Yuugi # 11 Ohtori Akio from Shoujo Kakumei Utena # 12 Ryohji Kaji from Neon Genesis Evangelion # 13 Eagle Vision from Magic Knight Rayearth # 14 Gabriev Gourry from The Slayers # 15 Ikari Gendo from Neon Genesis Evangelion # 16 Nagoya Chiaki from Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne # 17 Chiriko from Fushigi Yuugi # 18 Li Shaolan from Cardcaptor Sakura # 19 Tsukishiro Yukito / Yue from Cardcaptor Sakura # 20 Eriol Hiigarizawa / Clow from Cardcaptor Sakura # 21 Ikari Shinji from Neon Genesis Evangelion # 22 Kinomoto Touya from Cardcaptor Sakura # 23 Shiirou Kamui from X (X/1999) # 24 Tamahome from Fushigi Yuugi # 25 Monou Fuuma from X (X/1999)

( 9:46 PM )   Ideal anime girl test... how'd they know that I adore Skuld, Ami-chan, and Misato? o.O

# 1 Skuld (Oh my Goddess) # 2 Amy (Sailormoon) # 3 Misato (Eva) # 4 Belldandy (Oh my Goddess) # 5 Kari (Digimon) # 6 Rei (Eva) # 7 Lita (Sailormoon) # 8 Mina (Sailormoon) # 9 Fuu (MK Rayearth) # 10 Serena (Sailormoon) # 11 Hikaru (MK Rayearth) # 12 Sora (Digimon) # 13 Bulma (Dragon Ball) # 14 Mimi (Digimon) # 15 Misty (Pokemon) # 16 Rei (Sailormoon) # 17 Umi (MK Rayearth) # 18 Videl (Dragon Ball) # 19 Asuka (Eva) # 20 Urd (Oh my Goddess)

( 9:44 PM )   Slayers kyara test... now THESE results are good.

# 1 Gaav the Demon Dragon King # 2 Beastmaster Zelas # 3 Luna Inverse # 4 Valgaav (Vally-girl! ^_^) # 5 Xelloss Metallium # 6 Zelgadiss Greywords # 7 Gourry Gabriev # 8 Lina Inverse # 9 Rezo the Red Priest # 10 Filia Ul Copt # 11 Martina Whatever-Her-Last-Name-Is # 12 Amelia Wil Tesra Seyruun # 13 Naga (Wil Tesra Seyruun? I think so) # 14 Kopii Rezo # 15 Prince Phil

( 9:41 PM )   Sailor Moon test results... scary. O_O

# 1 Nehelenia # 2 Setsuna/Sailor Pluto # 3 Artemis # 4 Galaxia # 5 Haruka/Sailor Uranus # 6 Taiki/Sailor Star Maker # 7 Hotaru/Sailor Saturn # 8 Michiru/Sailor Neptune # 9 Minako/Sailor Venus # 10 Rei/Sailor Mars # 11 Yaten/Sailor Star Healer # 12 Luna # 13 Makoto/Sailor Jupiter # 14 Princess Kakyuu # 15 Ami/Sailor Mercury # 16 Chibiusa/Sailor Chibi Moon # 17 Seiya/Sailor Star Fighter # 18 Mamoru/Tuxedo Kamen # 19 Usagi/Sailor Moon # 20 Chibi-Chibi/Sailor Chibi Chibi Moon

( 9:39 PM )   Pokemon test...

# 1 Satoshi/Ash # 2 Shigeru/Gary # 3 Nyarth/Meowth # 4 Kasumi/Misty # 5 Pikachu # 6 Takeshi/Brock # 7 Kojiro/James # 8 Musashi/Jessie

I'm Ash and Gary... isn't that damn close to weird?

( 9:37 PM )   *laughing again* CHECK IT OUT!!

CCS Kyara test results:

# 1 Kero-chan # 2 Syaoran Li # 3 Touya Kinomoto # 4 Tomoyo Daidouji # 5 Eriol Hiiragizawa # 6 Sakura Kinomoto # 7 Yukito Tsukishiro

I'm Kero-chan!

( 9:35 PM )   EEEEEEH!!! O_O; For the X/1999 test... I'm Satsuki! O_o

# 1 Yatouji Satsuki - dragon of earth # 2 Kuzuki Kakyou - dragon of earth # 3 Sumeragi Subaru - dragon of heaven # 4 Monou Fuuma - dragon of earth # 5 Nataku - dragon of earth # 6 Shirou Kamui - dragon of heaven # 7 Kishuu Arashi - dragon of heaven # 8 Shiyuu Kusanagi - dragon of earth # 9 Kigai Yuuto - dragon of earth # 10 Sakurazuka Seishirou - dragon of earth # 11 Aoki Seiichirou - dragon of heaven # 12 Arisugawa Sorata - dragon of heaven # 13 Kasumi Karen - dragon of heaven # 14 Nekoi Yuzuriha - dragon of heaven

( 9:32 PM )   *laughing like a total idiot* CHECK THIS OUT! HOW FUNNY!!! I find that the results for my taking the Eva kyara personality test are very well done!

# 1 Asuka Langley Sohryu # 2 Gendou Ikari # 3 Ryouji Kaji # 4 Misato Katsuragi # 5 Touji Suzuhara # 6 Kaworu Nagisa # 7 Kouzou Fuyutsuki # 8 Ritsuko Akagi # 9 Aoba Shigeru # 10 Makoto Hyuuga # 11 Shinji Ikari # 12 Maya Ibuki # 13 Hikari Horaki # 14 Rei Ayanami # 15 Pen-Pen

( 5:56 PM )   Speller!!! You owe me Mickey ears, and I want Lance's underwear!! AND FEEL MY WRATH!! *wraths Speller* MWAHAHAHAHA! JOYCE IS DEAD! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!       ( 7:36 AM )   Morning Blog!

Nah-nah-nah! Riot Ink business caaaards! *heehee*

I'm okay, really.

I am headachey!!! As Amy would say... my head is doing the achey brakey dance of PAIN. So, I imagine I will get nothing done in class. Ms. Fotinos is gonna kill me for skipping anyway... *sighs*

Querida! I shall continue my efforts to make dad buckle!!

Meagen-san.... really, I know what you mean. Technically, I can draw, but I kinda lack depth in my art (from what I can see). There are very few pictures that turn out with the emotion or realism I want them to come out with..... and funny enough, that kyara that I tend to make look how I want is good ol' Lucas.

Lucas: What can I say? I'm perfect. *mutters* Yeah, right...

And yes, you're getting fanart. Now if only I can manage to scan it....

Meg's Art Corner! Raphael-chan, or as I refer to him in RPs, Lian's Rukura. This is a fine example of what I draw in math class on scrap paper. And querida? It's not THAT good. ^##^;;;;

That's all from me!

Over an' out!

( 10:48 PM )   Of course my idea is good, querida! I'm so smart after all! *tosses away IQ test scores that say only 142* Lucas with blue hair.... streaked with green!!!!!! Yeeaaah, baby!       ( 3:23 PM )   Warning, incoming rant!

STUPID! GODDAMN FLIPPIN' STUPID!! What a GOOD way to get yourself killed! Doing f*cking drugs! STUPID STUPID!!! Goddamn it! I mean, pot, okay that's bad. Bad and STUPID. But 'shrooms?!! HOT DAMN IS THAT STUPID!! And not only that, getting yourself into a situation where you get thrown out of your mom's house?! F*cking stupid! *fumes*

(note: never mind, needed to vent.... friend issues)

( 2:00 PM )   At home and skipping civics class.... *whistles and rocks back on her heels* 9.9

You know what's scary? It's scary when a dood whom you eat lunch with even jokes about wanting to rape you. That's scary. Even scarier is when he pins you against the wall and you have to fight him off, and when he comes back, your best (guy) friends beat the living sh*t out of him. Not quite sure what to make of this.... big super duper hugs and thank yous to Mike and Matt, my new bodyguards. Dan, touch me again, and they'll kill you for sure. I'll see to it. *sweet smile*

( 7:32 AM )   Morning blog!

Querida: Yep, the Mark plot is similar to our dj idea... except a bit more profound. *heh* And seriously, tho, a good plot would be something to the effect of Mark goes baaaad-niichan and tries to end the world, and you gots to stop him. There's a plot. Hooray for plots! Cam's efforts on trying to get Mark to put some sort of value on his own body should start working someday. I mean, HOW many times has Cam explained it? Not to mention, Mark has a nice idea of how Cam thinks now that he's been inside his mind. Mark-niichan's a slut.... but I love him anyway!

Cam: *pounds the living daylights out of Meg for calling Mark such a thing*

*heeheehee* Animal comparisons! *heehee* I gotta try that! Rukura = gecko Poya = otter Yuken = viper Lucifer = duck Michael = horse Zachariah = pot-bellied pig (personality wise) Gabriel = peacock Kanson = crocodile (someone patch in a call to australia, let's get the Crocodile Hunter in here, please... *crosses fingers*)

Meagen-san: I'm working on a fanart for you of SailorM. I shall prolly CG it tonight or tomorrow, okie?

School blows! I don't wanna go to school! WAH!

over and out.

( 6:35 PM )   For fun, and just to annoy him... Rukura's stats!

Name: Raphael Harrison Nickname: Rukura Age: 17 Date of Birth: February 28th Hair: purple Eyes: green Height: 6'4 Occupation: student Descent: Angel Family: human family includes Jacob [father, deceased] and Mary-Anne [mother, deceased]. Original family includes Kanson [father], Europa [mother, deceased], and Uriel {Yuken} [half-brother] Friends: Lucifer, Pandora {Poya}, Michael, Zachariah Current Residence: Atlanta, Georgia Likes: music, reading, daydreaming, being anti-social Dislikes: homework, unwanted attention, medication, and fighting Skills: singing, getting weirdly good grades Setbacks: has a rather serious heart condition, which despite medication and various attempts, is damn near impossible to treat, suicidal, and generally miserable Notes: reincarnation of the Messiah. Human mother died in childbirth, human father committed suicide a few months later. Is considered a "problem child", as he usually gets into fights at school. Been shifted around to foster homes all his life, never staying in one particular home longer than 1 1/2 years. Most recent foster family died in a car crash, leaving him the only living "relative" to claim his foster father's fortune. Lives alone.

( 6:24 PM )   Chris-kun: Dood, a meant the person playing as being Mark... ^__^;;

Meg-chan's on net restrictions, lalalalala... she's gonna get in trouble if she gets caught on the internet, lalalalala... she's rewriting stats for LotM, lalalalala.... she's TOO attached to Raphael-chan, lalala--

Rukura: *belts Meg in the head* Don't call me that! Meg: It's your legal name, isn't it? I like it better 'an Rukura...

Dan wants me to hit him. In the eeeeeew kinda way. Do I really come across as that much of a dom? @_@

( 7:16 AM )   Morning blog!

This is bound to be a short enrty, as mom is home. Sooo...

I had a really funky dream last night, but I don't remember it. All I remember is waking up a lot, upset, and trying to recall where I was. Bennett was curled up to me most of the night (good spiritie dood ^_^), but I don't think it helped much.... ah, well, it's the thought that counts.

Yesterday, I blew $44 on prismacolor pens. I got the box set of cool greys, plus a replacement 60% warm grey as mine is running out. That's me broke for another month now.

BMB is cuuuuuute today. *giggles* I want my verra' own Mik! I *heartheart* Mik! Rach, you better get me a Mik for my birthday! Or else!

I can't draw worth beans lately. *cries*

to Chris-kun: Thanks for the comment on the layout... and maybe now I'll bug querida to do an AH game (I honestly didn't think about that @_@).

*ponders* Yeah, you could go arouns as Mark in the game, and you could sleep with every second person you run into---

Cam: SHUT UP! *thwacks Meg* Meg: Hey, it's not my fault that your hubby is a total sl--- Cam: *throws a table at Meg* Meg: Itaaaai. X_X

Otaaay, enough out of me. Over and out.

( 11:44 PM )   Hal is GOD... lalalala! Hal is thy holy master!       ( 11:27 PM )   Purple is a nice colour! It's the colour of hentai. ^__^;       ( 12:30 AM )   BEHOLD THE NEW LAYOUT!!!

....very purple, isn't it?

( 3:58 PM )   This close >< to shooting myself...       ( 3:56 PM )   I WILL get this to work.... I swear I will.       ( 3:53 PM )   HTML is annoying. Background image, where are you?       ( 3:50 PM )   Let's hope for the background image now.... *crosses fingers*       ( 3:45 PM )   Playing with the layout...       ( 3:25 PM )   This is the temp layout, as I'm altering this puppy to look how I want it to. New version should be up tonight.       ( 2:43 PM )   Chris-kun: the Boa cd has two names. One is the japanese release, the other is for the international market. It's either called Race of the Thousand Camels or Twilight (like this here blog!). And the Limp Bizkit cd is called Chocolate Starfish and the Hot Dog Flavoured Water. And Hannibal is a lot different than the Silence of the Lambs, isn't it? I liked it, but I stand by the fact that Jodie Foster made a much better Clarice Starling than Julianne Moore could ever hope to be.

Anyway.

My Bennett still isn't home... Dora, is he still with you? If not, you'd think he'd be home by now... *sighs*

Okay, time for me to book it outta' here for a bit afore dad calls and has a fit 'cause the line is busy.

( 8:05 PM )   Interlude...

Meg: Cain and Yuken! KAWAII!!!! Yuken: *giggles and twitches his neko-mimi, looking all innocent* Rukura: ICK! Who the HELL would touch HIM!? *points at Yuken* Meg: Well, you 'touched' him once... Rukura: NOT BY CHOICE, GODDAMMIT!! .... *sneezes* Yuken: *eyes Rukura venomously* Rukura: I'll be running off to Lian now... *heads for the hills as fast as his (verra' long) legs can carry him*

( 8:00 PM )   Querida, thank goodness it's not bronchitis. That's something I get a LOT, and it's not fun at all. And ten pounds? ALRIGHT! You GO, girlfriend!! *tackleglomps* You'll be okay.... I know so! ^.^

I got the "Play" cd (Moby), which came with the edit of South Side for free. Bonus, baby! ^_____^

( 7:24 AM )   Morning blog!

Well, I feel mighty stupid this morning. Yesterday, I kinda pulled a muscle in my left leg (riiight in my calf), but it stopped hurting. Woke up from a funky dream and got up to find it hurt. Now, being the idiot I am and not usually restricted by physical pain (hey, that's what ended up breaking my ankle), I went for a shower. Feeling headachey and cramped, I worked my way down the stairs, only to pull the same muscle again and fall about halfway down and land on the cat at the bottom. ^___^;;; <---- feels very dumb

*falls over* Meagen-san, you had me scared a minute there! If you had MEANT Mark, I would have had to call in paramedics and stuff to make sure you weren't doped up on anything!!!! @_@

List of kyara and colours this blog is gonna be themed on in order of layout updates: Cam/purple (this weekend, hopefully) Lucas/red (whenever) Mark/blue (whenever) Sybandial/pink (whenever) Jesse/green (whenever)

Each layout will have a background featuring the kyara, too! ^_^

I really need a life. Over and out!

( 9:51 PM )   Song lyrics... one of Cam's most recent themes! "Learn to Fly" by the Foo Fighters

Run and tell all of the angels This could take all night Think I need a devil to help me get things right

Hook me up a new revolution Cuz this one is a lie We sat around laughing And watched the last one die

I'm looking to the sky to save me Looking for a sign of life Looking for something to help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking cuz I'm tired of lying Make my way back home when I learn to fly

I'm done nursing the patience I can wait one night I'd give it all away if you'd give me one last try We'll live happily ever trapped if you'd just save my life Run and tell the angels that everything's all right

I'm looking to the sky to save me Looking for a sign of life Looking for something to help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking cuz I'm tired of trying Make my way back home when I learn to fly Make my way back home when I learn to

Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone Try to make this life my own Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone Try to make this life my own

I'm looking to the sky to save me Looking for a sign of life Looking for something to help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking cuz I'm tired of trying Make my way back home when I learn to

Looking to the sky to save me Looking for a sign of life Looking for something to help me burn out bright I'm looking for a complication Looking cuz I'm tired of trying Make my way back home when I learn to fly Make my way back home when I learn to fly Make my way back home when I learn to...

( 7:06 PM )   Tay, I've decided the theme for my next layout... good ol' Bennett and the colour purple. How... fitting. ^__^

Now if only I can get this stupid HTML editor thing to work... *binks it*

( 11:05 AM )   Morning blog (late again)!

WHOO HOO! I GOT INTO THE ADVANCED VISUAL ART STUDIO CLASS!!! BIG HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ON MR. HALL!!!!

Yeaaah, I just went to first period class this morning and got my classes for next year reviewed. Then I came home because the muscles in my abdomen are spasming and it hurts like bugger all.

To all my blogging friends; I'm gonna change the layout of this blog in the next week (I have a LOT of links to add). I'm gonna theme it around an AH kyara, so lemme know who you think would be best, please. Just post your opinion in your blog, as I read most of them daily anyway. ^__^;

( 8:23 PM )   Yeah, I've neglected my duties as a blog-person lately... I have a life, you know. (Hey, the LEAST you can do is smile and nod! T_T)

Not much is happening, really. My civics class keeps getting cancelled, so I think I'll skip it tomorrow and come home early. What else to say...? Ummm, not much.

Song of the moment: "The Kids Aren't Alright" by the Offspring. I'm on a REAL Offspring kick right now... dunno why exactly. Maybe 'cause they just amuse me. ^_^;

Grammy awards. Bleeeek. *makes a face*

Amy, kids who don't like cheese are stupid! HA HA!

( 3:33 PM )   ...afternoon.... blog!

This morning I spent the whole time trying to get my scanner to work, so thus, no morning blog. But I've got some stuff say for a change!

Today, lunch period was spent bothering Dan for the most part. He really ticked me off yesterday, and I'm extracting my revenge. So, I was making him jealous by glomping Matt at every opportunity (Matt doesn't mind too much, and he's nice to hug 'cause he's always warm.... and no, Mike, he's not my boyfriend! JUST A FRIEND!! T_T). It was rather comical. Civics class was cancelled, since Ms. Fotinos was at the Raptor's game with the people who signed up to go... the half of my class that was at school for the last three periods of the day got transferred to a Grade 12 geography class, in which was SO awkward that the teacher took pity on us and sent us all home. Redoing Angel Hunter again. This time, on the right sized paper... I'm sticking with the page layouts, tho, as I think I've got the look I want.

And, for fun! Rukura's theme song lyrics!

Home by Depeche Mode

Here is a song from the wrong side of town Where I'm bound to the ground by the loneliest sound That pounds from within and is pinning me down

Here is a page from the emptiest stage A cage or the heaviest cross ever made A guage of the deadliest trap ever laid

And I thank you for bringing me here For showing me home, for singing these tears Finally I've found that I belong here

The heat and the sickliest sweet smelling sheets That cling to the backs of my knees and my feet I'm drowning in time to a desperate beat

And I thank you for bringing me here For showing me home, for singing these tears Finally I've found that I belong...

Feels like home I should have known From my first breath

God sent the only true friend I call mine Pretend that I'll make amends the next time Befriend the glorious end of the line

And I thank you for bringing me here For showing me home, for singing these tears Finally I've found that I belong here.

( 7:11 AM )   Morning Blog!

This song is tripping me out right now, but goddamn, do I love it! *grooves to "Home" by Depeche Mode* It's a really dramatic song... and it's sooooo making me think of Rukura. >_<;

It's very cold this morning. At least I think so, anyway, so I'm sitting here wearing the couch blanket as a cape. I feel like a doooork.

Meg's Art Corner (Freckle-chan, you copycat! T_T)

A special little picture; Lucas in his newest style of dress. Drool factor, out of 10? 12.

What else to say... ummm... Mom didn't leave me lunch money again. T_T;

Over and out!

( 2:12 PM )   Cam: EVERYONE RUN WHILE YOU CAN!!!! THE END IS NEAR!!!!!

....yep, for the first time in YEARS, I'm the proud owner of twp pairs of blue jeans. I've not worn blue jeans since I was about 5... and these ones fit niiiiice. I have hips and a waist.... @__@

Anyway, mom and I went to Sears and then to Curry's Art Supplies. I got my two pairs of jeans, two men's dress shirts (one white, one black), a new sketchbook, 4 new warm grey prismacolors, and a new 05 pigment pen. I am a happy Meg-chan!

Blue jeans that fit... *in shock*

( 9:09 PM )   I have officially started rewriting the Chronicles of Benjamin Carter! WHIHAI! Here's a bit of what I've written so far.

Frail. Benjamin was frail. He was about 5'4, fifteen years of age, and pale. He was small and slight in build; a boy and not yet a man. Right now, he looked more fragile than he really was... curled up under the blankets of his rather small bed, bruised and crying. It was a familiar scene.

Benjamin wiped at his eyes with the back of his hand in a vain attempt to push the tears away. However, it was pointless since more just spilled down his cheeks as if to spite him and his efforts to stop them. He hated crying. Hated it. But at times like this --- only at times like this--- he couldn't help himself. He was so tired of being forced into the clutches of rich men; predators that liked their pleasure taken out on the young boys who could be bought if the price was right. He was sick of the violation and the abuse. Most of all, he was sick of his father pushing him into it. His own father. He hiccupped in his efforts to restrain his tears.

Benjamin wanted more than anything to run away. Run away to another city, another country, anywhere but where he was. Just out of the clutches of the people who hurt him so much. But he was trapped like the birds his father kept in the iron cages that lined the back yard. He was a prisoner, shackled to the bars of his perpetual cage. Derkshaw would catch him if he ran. Derkshaw always caught him.

"Damn him to hell," Benjamin thought bitterly, though he regretted thinking it for reasons he couldn't quite explain.

There was a tap of boots in the hallway, and Benjamin closed his eyes, breathed deeply, and pretended to be asleep. The heavy, even steps stopped outside his door. The door squeaked as it opened slightly.

Benjamin tried to keep his breathing slow and deep, tried not to flinch. He felt Derkshaw's gaze on him. It burned.

'Go away, papa, go away....'

The door opened a bit more, and the tap of boots carried into the room.

It would be a good half hour before Derkshaw left, the blood on his hands and shirt not his own.

( 2:28 PM )   Man, am I grateful for mom. She just brought me the most wonderful little care packet of a bottle of ibuprofen and a Terry's Dark Chocolate Orange bar. *sniffles happily* Thank you, mommie!

Amy, Amy, Amy.... you have no idea how much stress is gone already. *heavy sigh* I can't thank you enough.

Spellleeeeeeerrrr, next weekend is go for coming over to my house to watch movies! You like freaky movies, I'll make you watch freaky ANIME movies! On the roster so far: Perfect Blue and X. Maybe I'll make a trip to Roger's Video and snag Devil Man or something. But I will get you hooked. I will. Your time will come (*sings* thy will be done!).

*laughing at BMB* Yeah, Mik, you dirty minded cutie! You think those nasty thoughts about Harley! *laughing*

Oiiii, Freckle-chan... you posted a nice list of couples you like. I think for fun, I'll do the same!

Cardcaptor Sakura Touya and Yukito - kawaii! KAWAII!!!! Sakura and Tomoyo - so sue me!

Oh My Goddess! Trobadour and Urd - they were cool! Too bad he's such a dork. Keiichi and Belldandy - well, DUH!

Magic Knight Rayearth Ascot and Umi - I'm a sucker for Ascot. What a little cutie! Clef and Presea - ditto that, 'cause Clef is so cute and so short!

Dragon Half Mink and Lufa - not likely, I know, but still.

Bakuretsu Hunter Tira and Carrot - feh on Chocolate. She's not half as cool as Tira. Marron and Gateau - I don' like Gateau too much, but Marron is so hot. *_*

Ranma 1/2 Ranma and Shampoo - not likely, either, but I think Mousse is too wussy for her. I've always been a Ranma/Shampoo 'shipper.

Shamanic Princess Kagetsu and Tiara - it's a sad relationship... Sarah and Tiara - um, don't ask.

Slayers Lina and Gourry - he's so funny around her... ^__^

Sailor Moon Usagi and anyone but Mamoru! T_T; Chibi Usagi and Pelulu [Perelu, Perele] - *heehee* Cute fae-ish boy with white hair!

Neon Genesis Evangelion Shinji and Asuka - I think she really does like him. She just doesn't know how to show it. Misato and Koji - funny funny! She's a player, tho.

RPing kyara [involving mine] Cam and Mark - for obvious reasons. Rukura, Lian, and Gabby - yes, a yaoi threesome. They're all so cute. Sola [Soren] and Sybandial - so innocent and sweet. ^_^ Jyrian and Quoik - I don't talk about these two much, but their relationship is really cute. Jesse and Rach - how can I not like this? He's cute, she's cute (haha, Rach!) Lucas and Lila - I liked this possibility... too bad she's dead and we won't find out what woulda' happened. Lucas and Carter - this is a slightly more demented relationship. Cadence and Lexiel - a more intellectual relationship... even if Lexiel is kinda big on sex for sick reasons. ^_^; Cadence3 and Cam - I'm a sick, sick girl. Lucifer and Setsuko - if we get Setsuko back, then we can resume this. They're cute too. ^_^

Other Stories Kiih and Ro (from Dora's "Three O'Clock") - I don't really know why... these two just kinda hit it off in my mind. Len and Yuri (see above) - ditto the above again.

Book Series Ron and Hermione - need I explain? Sirius and Remus - again, need I explain? Lestat and Louis (Anne Rice's VC books) - strange but yummy relationship Lestat and David - intellectual and alluring. Marius and Amadeo - Stokholm syndrome. Cal and Meg (A Wrinkle in Time) - KAWAII!

That's that done. ^__^;

( 10:41 PM )   Sap warning ahead!

I have the best best friends in the whole world! My best friends are Speller and Amy!

Speller, who I know I don't mention on here too much (I'm sorry! ;_;), is the smartest person I know. She's also one of the most talented writers, too. How many people can write a whole novel before/during high school? Aside from Amelia Atwater-Rhodes, not many. And her poetry kicks ass! She has a lot of it published. She can also draw better realistic stuff than I can, which makes me mondo jealous. It's not fair, I tell you! And she must learn to watch out for Hannibal. Beware him. Speller likes pudding. And pears. Damn those pears.

Amy and I have been friends since 7th grade, when she was the "new kid". We actually first met in drama class. She ran over a possum on her way to work. Yeeeah! She, too, is an amazing writer. It's not FAIR! She came runner up in the story writing contest a while back. I was proud. And I SCREEEEEEAMED the loudest when she won the Todd Bayless award. I live to embarrass.... ^_~

I am grateful to have such good friends. I love them. This concludes the sap. ^___^;

( 9:04 PM )   Querida, you're cooler than Simon and Milo! (Personally, Milo's a tad too butch for my liking, but Simon is a cute little brit guy with the sweetest little sentiments!) ....anyway.... yes, you have a neck. I hope. ^_~

And to complete the phrase you know you have problems when...you obsess over a cartoon with no neck, no nose, and huge eyes!

( 7:29 AM )   Morning blog!

I watched Perfect Blue last night. It downright scared me! Seeing Hannibal didn't scare me, seeing the Rage; Carrie 2 didn't scare me.... but Perfect Blue DID. The "real Mima" (the one who's forever in the Cham costume) is SCARY!!! And the Mimaniac is pretty scary too. o_O Iffen you haven't seen this movie, get it. Especially if you like stuff like Neon Genesis Evangelion, X, or Serial Experiments Lain. I warn you, there's nudity, a rape scene, and a lot of gore. This movie freaked me out more than Eva did.

In other news... going to the art store tomorrow!!! And, I'm also skipping 5th period today. Maybe even 3rd, 'cause I'm stuck doing NOTHING all class anyway. -_-;

Hopefully they have the 10x15 paper I want... 'cause, you know, that being the traditional dimensions for comic drawing. Y'all knew that, right? *gives you a loooooook*

And I best be off to get ready... JA!

( 7:02 PM )   Blogger hates me.

OH! OH! EVERYONE GO READ TODAY'S BMB!!! CY AND SKIDS FOREVERRRRR!!!!

I'm having a hell of a lucky streak this week. Today, in the mail, I got an AUTOGRAPHED Simon and Milo picture, FRAMED!!! *swoons*

And I got Perfect Blue!!!!

( 5:14 PM )   Gonna go see Hannibal with Mike and Chris in about half an hour! ^__^       ( 7:21 AM )   Morning Blog!

Last night, began a really angsty RP with Cam and Mark (well, it was angsty on Cam's end). Now, I only just realized that I think up really weird stuff that follow pretty much all the major time/space/reality laws. And all on a whim and at random. It's strange. You know you study this stuff too much when.... Yep, it's not every day when I come up with plots like that puppy. Using the imprints left in the reality weave to reconstruct a Mark.... that's some strange stuff (but it actually makes sense, which is what throws me). Huh.

I feel guilty... I got mad at Amy last night. She was being a little more depressing than usual, and I just couldn't stand it. I'm sick and stressed and I don't need to boost her ego all the time.

I've had this urge for the past couple of days to draw Cam shaking Lucas by the shoulders and looking very upset while Lucas looks blank. I don't really know why.... the caption for it has been running through my head, as it is this: "What am I to you?!" Trippiness.

Well, being the idiot I am, I didn't do my civics homework. My group is gonna love me for that.... then again, they're sticking me with the job of reading the presentation on Spain because I'm the only one that knows how to speak some Spanish. *sweatdrops*

I'm having urges to draw the weirdest things.... I hate it when Cam angsts at me from his little spot in my mind.

Meg's Art Corner A really weird little picture of c3 and a Chibi Cam. C3 is drawn more in my gothic anime style than my normal one. Turned out quite well! ^_^

Over and out!

( 7:16 PM )   Neeee, imouto! If you're not gonna be doing Yunga Neko for a while, you should get a guest artist to do, like, weekly panels just until you can work on it again. *volunteers*       ( 7:14 AM )   Morning blog time again, kids!

I'm feeling okay this morning, so school for me. *sigh* School is so boring. Lunch is okay, mind you, because I have (as Speller said) "so many male bitches that work" for me. ^__^

I've been doing a lot of drawing since I got those pens. It's scary... can't wait to get more! ^__^ I also gotta get me some 10 X 15 paper, 'cause that's the standard comic size. I don't feel up to fighting with printers because the size ratio on 8.5 X 11 is uneven. Screw it. I'll just redo it all on standards.

I'm having the straaangest breakfast. Pork chops. Don't ask me, it was the only thing I could find...

Song of the moment: "Cruel Angel's Thesis (Harmonia Remix)" from Evangelion. *slobbers* I forgot what a COOL remix this is!!!

Meg's Art Corner Ben Carter, looking cute and vaguely distant! (Hey, he's a Blink fan, too!) Mark makes a scarilly cute girl. o_O Appearently, so does Lucas. Onna-Cam makes me think of Rally from Gunsmith Cats for some reason.... How cliché.

Over and out!

( 5:30 PM )   Nah nah naaaah! Meg has Sympatico access!!

Anyway, Meg also got herself some niiiiice grey prismacolor pens yesterday! Meg drew some pretty pretty pictures with them, too! Meg is happy, so she is!

Meg's Art Corner With her new prismacolors in hand, Meg is proud to present her latest creations! Angelique, the evil evil bitchy whore of a Demon from AH. She's pretty, tho. ^_^; "Legacy of the Messiah" cast shot; Rukura, Lucifer, and Pandora as kids! Carter and Lucas, a strange relationship these doods have. Carter looks somewhat like Cam, doesn't he? Quoik, Meg's only fae kyara!!

( 2:25 PM )   Tiredtiredtiredtired....

At the Office Place, they have a set of 24 prismacolor markers for about 40 bucks. I WANT THEM, but mom says "no, I don't have that kind of money right now". So, what we're gonna do, is I'm gonna drag her to Curry's Art Supplies store in a few hours and see how much THEY'RE selling them for.... maybe she'll buckle and take me back to the Office Place. ^_~

I need grey markers...

...oh, note to all who talk to me at night online. I won't be on until really late 'cause the network will be down. Unless mom hooks us up with Sympatico tonight, I'll be on around 2am. *sniffles* I'm gonna be without my querida fix! *snifflesniffle*

( 8:34 PM )   Lack of bloggingness today, as you all may have noticed. Dunno why, I was home again....

song of the moment: "Under the Bridge" by the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I *heart* Flea.... what an AMAZING bass player. Too bad this song doesn't showcase him much. If you want good bass by the dood tho, "Californication" is an order.

*cheers* The restrictions to see Hannibal have been changed from R to AA! In other words, I can get in to see it! Heeey, Dan, Amy, Speller, anyone? Wanna come with? I warn y'all, tho, it's been said that this movie is grotesquely violent.

Tomorrow is gonna be a very busy day. I'm going into town with my mom and brother for most of the day, then it's home for a few hours (like, two), and to the mall where I shall meet with Quinn-chan and Chris to go for our ritual Riot Ink business meeting. Then I shall return from the depths of Quinn's anime/transformers shrine of a home and return to my humble lair around midnight. Then I'll prolly talk to my baaaaybeeeeee (aka: querida) for the remainder of the dark hours of the evening.

Oh! Celeb Jeopardy! Two of my faaaaavourite doods were on there! Seth Green from various shows such as Buffy, and Steven from the Barenaked Ladies! DOOD! And Seth has his hair buzzed in sooooo damn short that he looks bald. 0_o

Kick ass! 3 Doors Down are playing at the Warehouse on March 11, and tickets are only $27... man, I wanna GOOOOO!!!

( 12:37 PM )   For Whom the Bell Tolls by Metallica Make his fight on the hill in the early day Constant chill deep inside Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who's to say? For a hill men would kill, why? They do not know Suffered wounds test there their pride Men of five, still alive through the raging glow Gone insane from the pain that they surely know

For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die It is the last time you will Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery He hears the silence so loud Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be Now the will see what will be, blinded eyes to see

For whom the bell tolls Time marches on For whom the bell tolls

( 12:17 PM )   Okay, today's guest BMB is quite good. ^__^

*points out the window* Heehee, a mini-plow!! *giggles*

song of the moment: "Sunny Came Home" by Shawn Colvin (so sue me, I like this song... ).

( 12:08 PM )   Why is it on days that it's not supposed to snow, it snows the most? We've gotten about 13 cm since last night and it's still coming down... -_-;

song of the moment: "For Whom the Bell Tolls" by Metallica. Heeheehee....makes me think of AH. I shall post the lyrics on here later.

( 7:42 AM )   The Wheel of Excitement on Neopets loves me... I just won another 10 000 np. O_O       ( 7:35 AM )   Morning blog!

Here I am, killing time while I wait for either mom to call me or for me to call mom. Stupid morons in Wal-Mart, you call the main office and ask to be patched through to Electronics, and they put you on hold and hang up on you. Figures, it was mom's boss that just did that to me. Moron.

I got slim to no sleep last night due to sickness. Man, do I hurt... I feel like my guts are being put into a dryer's spin cycle constantly. And after drinking 3 L of cranberry juice, I'm not too good right now. I'm kinda waiting for mom to call so I can ask her what to do... I dunno if I should stay home or go to school. I bet I'm missing a fair bit. Well, there's always Fiona and Harpreet to ask. ^_^;;

I bet Dan's gonna kill me if I'm off another day. Mike's prolly beaten him up a few times by now without me there.

*drums her fingers* Mom, I asked you to phone me... you've got 10 minutes, and then I phone YOU....and hope I don't get hung up on...

Oh! BmB's on it's guest week. Y'know, with guest artists doing the panels. I'm not liking it too much. Yesterday's was a tad too blunt, with not enough joke 'ahind it. Maybe next time, I'll try for a guest spot on there. I'd be sure to do something involving Cy and Skids. I love Cy and Skids. ^__^

I'm running very low on straight kyara. Querida manages to turn them all gay! *shakes her head* Bennett, Lucas, Rukura, Sy.... who next? *turns to Tiirak* Dood, you're not gay are you? Tiirak: No way. Meg: You sure?? Tiirak: Yes, I'm sure. Meg: *looks suspicious*

Mommie bought me the Silence of the Lambs yesterday. It's such a good movie, and all the better if you've read the book. The casting for the movie is very good, too... Jodie Foster makes such a cute Clarice Starling. It really pisses me off that Julianne Moore is playing Clarice in Hannibal (which comes out tomorrow, check your local listings ^_~). She is SO not Starling material. But as long as Sir Anthony Hopkins is still good ol' Hannibal Lecter the Cannibal, I'll watch it.

*calls Mom* Wow, I got through....!!! Maybe that's because I cheated and used the associates-only code. How would I know THAT? 9.9

Looks like I get to stay home again today... *feh* Boredom and a half. Amy, if you're home, feel free to phone me or something.

Over and out!

( 10:50 PM )   Yeeeeeeeee! Querida can read my mind and alter my dreamstate!!!!

No one should have to drink 2 litres of cranberry juice in 5 hours. x_X

( 9:21 AM )   Morning blog!

I'm home sick! And it's only the 4th day of semester 2. Seems that whatever the hell was wrong with me before is wrong with me again... pain hurts, you know. T_T;

I've not much to say today... doesn't that suck when you wanna say something but you're outta' stuff to say?

OH!!! GOOD NEWS! AH Issue one is officially coming along WELL! Looks like I won't have to go to version 16... ^___^

( 9:32 PM )   Rukura and Lian... I got bored and messed around with PC Paintbrush...       ( 6:41 PM )   *looking from her cat CC to her mug of hot chocolate* CC is staring at the marshmellows like they're evil..... *inches away*       ( 6:29 PM )   The Angel Hunter church stainglass window...?       ( 4:00 PM )   Okay, I know.... I didn't blog this morning. I was running mighty late. I had to hop fences to get to school. ^_^;;;

What did I do today? Not much. I got yelled at three times and nearly booted out of my history class (why? for drawing! >.<;;), and I nearly fell asleep in comm tech. Thankfully, Mr. Dewitte let us out early.

The layouts for pages 1-4 of AH have been redone. This is version 15... and I'm LIKING it! FINALLY!

Heeey, imouto! Mercutio was the best kyara in that play. I also liked Benvolio, he was cool too (my once-best-friend Brittany took to calling me 'Volio 'cause I liked him so much). Mercutio, tho, had one hell of an attitude, and he was interesting and VERY funny. Too bad he had to die... I'm glad you liked the little snippet. Allow me to post another, just for you! ^__^ This is another bit I quite like.

Benjamin found it facinating to watch him, he was so calm and so... well, he was the very picture of freedom as far as he was concerned. Yes, that was it. Benjamin admired Lokistrant's blasé attitude towards life. Envy, almost.

When one night, Lokistrant was late on his ritual visits to the plantation, Benjamin worried. Could he have been hurt?.... no. This was Lokistrant. He didn't GET hurt. But maybe he just didn't want to see him anymore?

Abandonment. A reoccurring issue. His throat felt dry suddenly. He curled up on his bed, blond hair over his eyes, and wished for morning, when he KNEW that Lokistrant would not come. No second guessing when daylight was involved.

Minutes passed. And quite unexpectedly, Lokistrant was there, startling the boy. Leaning against the far wall, watching quietly, decked out in his usual dark reds and silvers. Benjamin sat up. "How long have you been there? You scared me!"

Lokistrant smiled his usual enigmatic smile, the impression of fangs something no longer unexpected. "Carter, deepest apologies for being so late." The smile was kind, but the voice was final, the tone stating that there was to be no questions asked. Lokistrant held out his hand to the boy. "Care to come with me into town for a while?"

( 7:45 AM )   Morning Blog, part II

Oh! I saw Cast Away over the weekend! It's SO good! Tom Hanks is a surprisingly good actor... I mean, who else can get away with talking to a volleyball so convincingly? And we all know that Amy likes to imagine him naked (Tom, not the volleyball). You should all go see it! NOW!!!! That's an order!

Heehee, now a little quote for fun from a story I am going to re-write.

Benjamin stared across the table at the stranger, worried. The man seemed in his twenties, if that, and had long brown hair that spilled over his shoulders and down his back. His eyes were an unnatural ruby red, and they were very intelligent eyes. Benjamin had learned early in life to be cautious, especially with the smarter ones.

The man crossed his hands on the table in front of him, casual. "Benjamin Carter, correct?"

Benjamin could dect a vague, though unrecognizable, accent. "Yes sir."

"You're fifteen?"

"Yes sir."

"Such a shame to see someone so young forced into... what you're familiar with."

Benjamin sunk down in his chair. "Why are you here? Why did you pull me away from papa?"

To match Benjamin's withdraw from the table, the man leaned forward, and smiled. Benjamin could have sworn he saw fangs. "You remind me of someone."

( 7:22 AM )   Morning blog!

Man, do I feel WEIRD this morning. I'm not sure why, exactly, but I just feel weird. I dunno. I think a certain spiritie dood slept in my bed with me last night.... *points at Bennett* 'Cause I actually slept.

Last night, during a particularly good RP, my ISP died and wouldn't let me back on. I wasn't happy. It was getting SO good, too... *pouts*

I'm so quickly out of things to say.... ^____^;;

O'er an' out!

( 11:17 AM )   Meg's random contemplations I'm considering re-writing Carter's story, which ties in with a fair bit of Lucas' story. Been considering it for a while... Carter's got some serious problems, and he's fun to write because he's so screwed up. He's got a really weird past. His dad was SUCH a jerk.... and up until becoming a vampire, Carter was good little Bennie; never had the nerve to fight his father. *ponders* It's an interesting story. Maybe I'll start on it again after I get home from seeing Cast Away....       ( 10:56 PM )   Okay, people, special announcement!!!!!!! Congrats to Bennett and niichan on the birth of their daughter, Candra Arael Bennett! ^___^       ( 3:32 PM )   Woohoo! I got switched from Casement's class to Apostolou's class! Hooray!!! And I am already SO ahead of all the people in my comm tech class. I seem to be the only one who knows how to use Adobe Photoshop, Illustrator, Publisher, and Premier, as well as Quark and a few other programs. Damn, am I ahead. *_*       ( 7:36 AM )   Morning blog!

Wow, I only slept 3 hours and I feel okay.... *falls out of her chair laughing at today's BmB* Cy and Skids are a riot! I hope they do turn out as a couple! *laughing*

New semester starts today. I'm not too happy about this, as I have history and math this semester, and history is my homeroom class. With Mr. Casement. *cries* NOOOO!!! If I get called by my last name ONCE in his class, I'm gonna commit suicide (okay, not really).

My room is now a nice shrine of large wall hangings. On the walls around my bed, I have three Card Captor Sakura wallscrolls (two anime, one manga), and one kick-ASS Prozzak Saturday People promo poster. Thank you, John. *smilesmilesmile*

On Neopets, I am neopoor. Looks like my pets are gonna be eating at the soup kitchen a lot. -_-;

Meg's Art Corner! I know, I've not done much in the way of art lately. You know what's weird? I tend to draw more in school than at home. I think it's because I'm around so many people. Cam's SD Panther form, doodled in MS Paint. I was bored, okay? And it DID turn out cute. Part of my MS Paint family portrait. I still have to finish the pictures for John and Dani, and the kids too if I have enough willpower after screwing around with the stupid program afterwards.

Song of the moment: "When Doves Cry (Fatboy Slim remix) by Depeche Mode and Prince. I love this... don't ask me why. ^_^;

Quote of the moment: "Listen sister, if I want your opinion, I'll BEAT it out of you!" -- Elvira, Mistress of the Dark

Okay, that's it for now. Ja matta ne! *disappears in purple smoke*

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I got my pretty pretty new cladagh ring in the mail yesterday! *kisses said ring* Mi querida gave it to me!! Isn't that sweet? ^__^

I have come to the conclusion that Cam would make a really scary bad guy. Like, not c3... but if CAM were bad. He'd be scary. I mean, he's already got some issues with where his loyalty lies... and he's pretty much infinite in power. Not to mention, after being killed about 200 times, I think he knows the painful ways to kill people. Wonder if niichan (currently my neechan) sees this? Well, at least now he knows about Cam's possibilities for becoming nothing more than a lethal weapon.

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For the survey: card captor sakura, full metal panic, Digimon, and sailor moon

LORD there’s so many ok i’ll go in order

Cardcaptor Sakura- Overall thoughts (Like/Dislike): my childhood omg… this was such a great show- Favorite character: syaoran - Least favorite character: mmm i don’t think i have one- How long did it take to watch/catch up: i used to watch this when it came on tv as a kid LOL but i’ve rewatched a few episodes once in a while after i got older - Favorite OST related to the anime: opening 2 is one is the first song i always think of when it comes to this anime LOL- Pairing(s) I like: sakura/syaoran squeee- Pairing(s) I hate: noooo don’t have one

Full Metal Panic- First impressions (through trailers/synopsis): i’ve heard about this anime, but i haven’t watched it because i’m not really into mecha, but the synopsis actually sounds a bit interesting! reminds me of gun x clover somewhat in terms of a high-ranking official blending into school to protect someone- Character(s) that stood out: main characters aka sagara and chidori- Would I watch: i will… add this to my list and give it a try when i have time :D

Digimon- Overall thoughts (Like/Dislike): CHILDHOOD THIS WAS LIKE THE FIRST FORM OF ANIMATION I EVER ENCOUNTERED ALONG WITH POKEMON- Favorite character: i used to be a big fan of taichi, takeru, and sora LOL was also obsessed with patamon cause look how CUTE- Least favorite character: i honestly can’t remember T___T i think was too young to hate characters yet- How long did it take to watch/catch up: breh i just watched whenever it was on TV- Favorite OST related to the anime: the opening - Pairing(s) I like: hmm i heard about digimon tri and i could see myself kind of liking taichi/yamato after one episode hehe- Pairing(s) I hate: none ehe

Sailor Moon- Overall thoughts (Like/Dislike): yoooo i LOVE sailor moon biggest throwback of my life omg i used to check out VCRs of this from my public library- Favorite character: amy/sailor mercury- Least favorite character: queen beryl or whoever it was lol- How long did it take to watch/catch up: i’ve watched a lot but it was never in one go so hmm i can’t quite give a timeline for this- Favorite OST related to the anime: THE CLASSIC SAILOR MOON OPENING NEVER FORGET- Pairing(s) I like: serena/damien- Pairing(s) I hate: did not exist

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w/c: 1.1k tw: needles, at home piercing (DO NOT PIERCE UR TONGUE AT HOME FOR THE LOVE OF GOD), pet names (baby doll, gorgeous) notes: inspired by this thirst hereeeee + thank u my love @ghostbeam for always helping me ilysm

"hold still."

"schorry."

"that means don't speak, idiot."

you roll your eyes in response, pointedly staring at your best friend after you do. his own tongue bar clacking against his teeth when he bites his tongue, concentrating on yours, stuck out over your lips for him to inspect. dyed black hair was all you could see as he dipped, twisted, turned and tilted his head, latex all you could taste as he lifted your tongue with a gloved hand, adjusting the muscle as necessary.

"stick it out as far as you can." you follow touya's instructions, adjusting yourself in the bathroom sink, touya subconsciously stepping further between them when your thighs slip apart, his eyes still focused on your mouth as he stares, his eyebrows drawing further down his face.

you lick your lips as soon as he turns away, attempting to ease the discomfort of your dried lips and pooling saliva from holding your tongue out for so long. touya flashes you a playfully disapproving glance, reaching for the pile of tools sat beside you on the porcelain sink.

"think you can do it?" you study your face like he'd studied your tongue, mapping every freckle, mole, vein, scar and piercing marring the face of the little boy you'd met, you love him like this, you think. so perfectly touya. just as much your touya as he'd been as a hot-headed tween, dragging you by your hand into his room to show off action figures, just as much your touya as he was at sixteen, after his first piercing (well, technically first two, he'd gotten both nostrils at once), when he'd snuck into your room after his mother had seen the gems flash the moment he walked through the door, promising he'd go back home if you watched a new horror movie with him.

"'course i can, gorgeous," you begin to fidget, growing more and more nervous the more he toyed with the tools, gathering what he needed; preparing iodine, lubricant, the needle, the taper and of course the titanium bar. picking up a tissue and something else you can't see, he turns to face you again, inching closer once more, his hips nearly bumping your own on the sink, "that's the point of being a bad influence, isn't it?"

grinning, he pokes his tongue out, metal flashing under low lights, making you hyper aware once more of what you're tucked in your bathroom to do, "alright, out all the way again."

"is that the needle?" you think your voice shakes, staring at the tool he grasped in his left hand with wide eyes, a quiet, wobbly tone like a scared child.

"marker, baby doll, gotta make sure i pierce your pretty tongue nice and straight." touya's smile is crooked, a tiny flash of pearly teeth behind pierced, pink lips.

"oh, okay." still with a wobble in your speech when you begin to fiddle with your fingers, you try to focus instead on the multitude of misshapen chips in your nail polish, trying to decide what colour you might paint them next, wondering if touya will match you with a navy blue, or if the matching tongue bars will be enough.

"i can get you a towel to squeeze? if you're scared?" his voice is low, hushed as he pats your tongue dry, glancing up to your doe eyes as you shake your head, attempting to say you were okay with your tongue out. touya had countless piercings, certain there's more than you can see right now, countless times he'd gone through this process; sanitising, marking, piercing, and not once can you imagine him squeezing something soft in his hands for comfort, digging blunt, painted nails into a plush, imagining a curious face instead, sharp eyes following the needle as you avoided it, maybe crunching his eyes closed in a wince at the very last moment, when the sharp, unforgiving needle tip forced its way through squishy flesh.

"you sure?" he taps the pen on your thoroughly dried tongue, a tiny purple dot staining the centre of your tongue, the fine marker tip making you jump, overly sensitive with adrenaline pulsing through your body, waiting to nod until after he placed the pen aside.

"if you say so, baby doll." you feel the smooth latex of the glove on your tongue again, adjusting his hold on the tip of your tongue to hold the twitching muscle still, looking up to your eyes once more, noticing how you squeezed them shut the moment his muscles twitched to reach beside you for the sterile needle.

"ready?"

"uhuh."

"breathe in." your hands twitch in your lap as you suck in a deep breath, holding it in your chest even as he chastises you for it, muttering a quiet, gentle, "you have to breathe out, too, idiot."

your hands fly to his hips the second the needle touches your tongue, not even quite piercing it yet, gripping him like your life depended on it, a soft whimper echoing from the back of your throat as the needle came out through the underside, your exhale shaky as you clutch touya's hips tighter, your body tense as he whispers soft encouragements for you to keep breathing, "go nice and slow, gorgeous, like that."

you listen as best you can, focusing on the sensation of the denim underneath your fingertips, how it feels to drag your nails over the material, how your lungs inflate and deflate, how touya's voice sounds in the shell of your ear as he comforts you, praising your stillness as he places the bar at the end of the taper.

"i'm gonna put the bar in now, baby, you ready?" you don't nod, not risking moving, instead shifting your fingers to slide under the hem of his shirt, gently tapping thrice on his hot skin, y-e-s, before tucking your fingers securely into his hemline, holding him as tightly as you could when he instructs you to breathe again, "in, 1-2-3, out. did so perfect, baby."

touya doesn't move, doesn't step out of your gravity, out of your hold on him, back three steps into safety from whatever was blooming between you the longer you held him between your thighs with saliva gathering on your swollen tongue, a minuscule amount of tears gathering in your waterline with your wobbly exhale. you make no move either, keeping your hands tucked into the hem of his faded jeans, your tongue out and your eyes closed, cracking one open only when he rests his hands on your thighs, "you will not live it down if you drool on me."

closing your mouth, you giggle before wincing, resting your head on his chest as you whined out at him, "ow, touya, don't make me laugh."

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HAPPY BLOG BIRTHDAY 🎂🎉🎈glad you're here!

This event looks so fun and cute. The menu is everything 🥰

May I have a Blow Job with Bakugou or Dabi?

🖤🐈‍⬛ Kitten

HI KITTEN i am actually so sorry this took so long BUT i hope you enjoy this, i was a liilllllll bit cheeky with yours teehee AND THANK U @ghostbeam & @unearthsaturn FOR HELPING ME U ARE LIFESAVERS birthday bash intro + rules + menu | event masterlist

"table 14 is a pair of fucking cun—"

"careful, sweetheart, people will start thinking i'm some sorta bad influence if you keep speaking like that." placing a short straw into the cocktail shaker, touya places his finger on the open end, lifting out a sip of the sweet cocktail, offering it to you. sapphire eyes flash when you roll your eyes at him, but silently accept his offer, sticking out your tongue for him to place the opposite end of the straw on, dropping a taste of the drink in your mouth.

"what's got you so riled up?" he waits for you to swallow, scrunching your face at the taste of the pure alcohol burning down your throat.

"jesus, touya, have you even shaken that thing yet?"

there's a flash of silver when he laughs, all sharp canines and surgical steel as he smacks the cocktail shaker lid down with a tattooed palm, "not yet, answer my question."

with a sigh and a cross of your arms, you grumble your reply, "i have a blind date tonight."

"a date? want something for the nerves?" shaking with one large hand, he reaches for the closest liquor to him with the other, shaking the half-empty bottle with a devilish smile.

"careful, people will start thinking you're some sorta bad influence," you repeat, your coy smile mirroring his, a flash of a smile as sweet as honey, sweet enough to fool touya's father into thinking you were never at the scene of the crime (the tattooed, pierced bartender notorious for worming his way out of write-ups, a tongue as silver as the bar through it; you, however, never stayed at the scene of the crime long enough to even be a suspect on enji's radar). touya's always too happy to play into your little innocent act, the slap on the wrist worth the mischievous flash in your eyes every shift, the squeeze of your thighs when he spoke to you in that scratchy, low tone, playfully chastising you from behind the bar.

"c'mon, one shot and i'll let you clock out."

"let me? daddy makes you manager for one night and you become a tyrant," you're speaking to him like a petulant child, tutting at him while grabbing a pair of shot glasses down from the shelf, "mix us something good."

slipping out from behind the bar, you drop the glass over to a woman at the other side of the bar, the same saccharine smile you saved for customers and touya's father, the one making you look just positively angelic, well, as much like an angel as you can in that low-cut shirt.

pouring amaretto into the tall shot glass with one hand, touya reaches for the irish cream with the other, his eyes locking on the whipped cream canister close by. glancing back around to you, he's never been more grateful for a customer to be keeping you from him; with his borrowed time, he slips the whipped cream canister far in the back of the fridge, behind the bottles of beer, behind the chilled wine.

you round the corner of the bar, dragging your feet dramatically, "now i really need a pick me up before the date."

touya smiles again, that mischievous smile that got him out of trouble wherever he went, having women at the bar swooning, sweet-talking his siblings into slicing lemons and limes so he could sneak out the back for a cigarette (the habit he promised to end, in exchange for that pretty, shiny tag saying manager), "need you to run out the back for me first, sweetheart,"

"touya. you can't actually stop me from clocking out just because you're manager, that tag doesn't mean you can coerce your employees."

"you wish," he holds his pinkie up, sea-blue eyes gleaming with faux innocence, "tried to make you a blowjob, you know, get you ready for your date."

touya ignores your snort, the roll of your eyes, instead focusing on your arms crossing over your chest, your squeeze of your tits together, "i ran out of whipped cream, and you know i can't leave the bar alone."

"when have the rules stopped you before, huh?"

"i'm a changed man," tugging at his name tag, his thick, silver rings click against the plastic, the foreign taste of innocence on his tongue.

his pierced bottom lip is stuck out once more, batting infuriatingly long lashes at you until you huff, "you owe me, todoroki."

abandoning your apron along the way, you tug the door to the cooler open, feeling the weight of touya's gaze shift away as a tall blond sauntered to the bar, painted fingertips tapping at his phone screen.

crimson meets cerulean over the dark wood of the bar, touya's hands behind his back, making quick work of the knot of his apron, still watching the blond as he fished for the whipped cream, "hey, i'm lookin' for—"

"she's busy." dropping his apron aside, he tops the shots with a squeeze of the whipped cream, trailing behind you to the cooler with a wink to your date.

[k-atsukibakugou]

I’d like to request for the event of Lemon Drop for Touya Todoroki? Please and thank you! 😊 🙏

hihihihi thank u for sending one in!! sorry i'm so late with it but inspiration struck!!! i hope u enjoy tw: knives birthday bash intro + rules + menu | event masterlist

touya todoroki was dangerous, something your friends loved to remind you of every damn day since you started working here, rumours of his previous convictions spanning from vandalism to multiple homicides. yet, no one dared to actually ask the man, instead only whispering in the walk-in when he wasn't nearby, or in the alley near the garbages, never muttering a single questionable syllable near the bar.

they're sure to remind you again on their way out when he asks you to his bar late one shift, calling you aside as the last of the staff filter out of the doors in front of you. the heavy doors swing shut behind your boss, leaving you in the dim restaurant, save for the light shining above touya's head.

it's hard to hide your bashful smile making your way behind the bar with him, perching yourself atop the benchtop across from him. everything from the night is packed away into their designated places; barstools are off the floor, fridges stocked with every kind of beer, cider and premix available, shelves stacked high with liquor, one spot left bare, the grey goose vodka sat beside you on the bartop.

“whatcha doing with that?” your voice is easily the sweetest he's ever heard, the friendliest since he was a child, even when you're rolling your eyes and complaining to him about another customer or coworker, your low tones never directed at him. you gesture towards the large bottle, studying touya as he continues to soundlessly work with his back toward you, filling two shot glasses. only once he was done with them did he respond, his large hands crossing over his chest as he leaned back on the bar, “i've been thinking of adding something a little sweeter to the menu and i wanted your opinion.”

his voice is deep, raspy like he hasn't spoken all shift (he probably hasn't more than necessary, you think he'd probably be able to go a whole eight hours without saying a word) it drives you crazy; your friends voices echoing in your head as you looked him up and down. he's dangerous, his lips are so pink when he smiles, watch out for him, there's a flash of ink at the base of his throat when he turns his head to the side, he's a felon, your eyes are glued to his chipped black nails, reaching for the knife under the bar.

“door locked? i don't need any more fuckin' customers bugging me right now” your eyes flash toward the blade when you nod, your head suddenly silent of warnings the closer he got to you, even the voice in the back of your mind stunned into silence as he stepped closer.

he's dangerous.

stopping in front of you, he reached around you for the lemon, whole, inside the labelled container. you jump when his icy fingers brush against your plush thigh, his touch as cold as the metal of a sharpened blade, your skin running as hot as the blood spilling beneath it.

there's a flash in his opal eyes, the subltest hint of a smirk ghosting over his hips when he pulls back, slicing the lemon into wedges smoothly, a practiced, perfected movement of his wrist, your heart still in your throat when he hands you one of the shot glasses, rimmed with sugar and garnished with a lemon wedge.

“here,” you accept the small glass with shaking hands, his eyes razor sharp staring down into yours in the dim light, “or are you too scared?”

[k-atsukibakugou]

djdkdjossjskskkssk i’m still trying to work out what dynamic me and touya would have because i love him but idk what we would be like together

i just know it in my soul u guys would be out walking at 4am on a saturday morning and u watch the sunrise together esp in autumn ur always so close together omg it’s just THE VISIONS

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sometimes when i start to think i’m normal i remember when i was talking to a guy and he annoyed me a little bit so i just sent him back a message with his full name

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our father who art in heaven... | nsfw 18+ | 3.2k — 30/10/22

summary: you decide to summon an incubus with offerings of wine and fire in exchange for a spell, it nearly all goes to plan until the demon draws you in with his striking eyes and callous attitude. warnings: nipple piercings, mentions of aphrodisiacs, mutual masturbation, blood mention, ex-bf mention

touya todoroki + lemon drop — 11/06/2024

touya todoroki + blowjob — 16/07/2024

when he pierces your tongue — 06/09/2024

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𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧...| 𝐭.𝐭𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢

our father who art in heaven | t.todoroki – k-atsukibakugou

you decide to summon an incubus with offerings of wine and fire in exchange for a spell, it nearly all goes to plan until the demon draws you in with his striking eyes and callous attitude

pairing: incubus!dabi x f!reader w/c: 3.2kwarnings: femme reader, nipple piercings, aphrodisiacs mention, mutual masturbation, blood mention, ex-boyfriend mention notes: i wrote this in like three days but im really vibing with it teehee crossposted to ao3 • masterlist • wip updates & voting • kofi • askbox

it was supposed to be harmless, just a simple offering to the incubus in exchange for a quick spell; enough to make your ex double take, thinking each person in the corner of their eye were you, to hope each one that walked past was you, to smell your perfume whenever the wind blew, to haunt his thoughts and dreams. you never were the type to go with grace, instead wanting the image of you swimming in their brain, your image burnt into his retinas, all while you ignored their texts until they were truly desperate for your attention.

now, you were staring into the cobalt eyes of the demon you summoned, touya todoroki, the prince of hell, and an infamous incubus with dozens of online forums dedicated to summoning him, to worshipping him as the royalty he was. it was those forums that warned you to trap the sultry incubus, speaking all of his sweet tongue and twinkling eyes, usually what followed was enough to rival the filthiest romance plots with how he’d fucked some of the summoners, many of them speaking of how cold titanium felt. the sound of fire crackling brought you back to earth before you could get too caught up in your thoughts, the prince appearing within the perfect salt circle in the centre of your living room, the flash of blue flame blinding you momentarily as the candles were extinguished with the power of the demons appearance; his voice all you could hear in the darkness, hair at the nape of your neck raising and your ears tingling at his sensual, honey coated voice.

“aw, sweet cheeks, we could have so much more fun out of this.”

within a blink, the demon prince’s animalistic smile was lit up bright blue, long shadows cast behind him as the candles reignited with a soft fwoosh, minute blue flames atop the wicks instead of the soft yellow that once washed the room. your face was burning, doe eyes staring wide at the inhuman beauty of the man ahead of you; eyes matching the flames that lit up the room, the intense gaze he stared down at you with leaving heat travelling from deep in your stomach up to your face. losing the battle against your thought to stay stoic, you gawked at his handsome thighs, angular hips and muscular chest the dark coat left bare. sucking in a deep breath, you tried not let his handsome form distract you anymore from what you summoned him for, “first prince of hell, touya todoroki, i’ve summoned you from the second circle of hell, for a spell,” you demanded, “trapping you within the salt and offerings of wine and flame in exchange for your ser–”

“what’s in it for me?” rolling his striking blue eyes, he lazily leaned against the invisible wall separating the incubus from you, the action ever so enticing, his inhuman beauty drawing you closer even as he rudely cut you off in the middle of your practised speech, leaving you to stumble over your words. fidgeting with the stem of the wine glass still held in your hand, you tried to ignore the way his voice felt like it was surrounding you, echoing through your brain as if it was the room you were in, drowning out any other thought you’d want to think.

“uh, wine? red…? it’s a popular offering!” you defended, trying to ignore the condescending stare he gave, “which you would’ve heard if you didn’t interrupt.” you mumbled the last sentiment, crossing your arms in defiance, but not wanting to annoy him too much before receiving your spell, despite him annoying you. trailing off, you glanced back up to the white-haired prince, his electric blue eyes staring back into yours with curiosity, and something else, glinting in his iris, the stare washing over you burning hotter than his flames.

“you really think red wine’s enough to grant you a love spell, doll?”

“it’s not a love spell! if you’d let me speak.” huffing at the taller demon, you caught the sight of his smirk in the corner of your eye, lifting himself off the invisible wall to take a step closer to you, as close as he could get before he’d headbutt the trap, chuckling he continued, “sure, dollface, you want to be their first and last thought of the day? have them smell that pretty perfume when you’re not around? maybe even have them think of you when they cum? that’s a love spell.”

stunned into silence, he watched with attentive eyes while you opened and closed your mouth like a fish bobbing for air, searching your mind for a retort as you fidgeted with the stem of the wine glass, swirling the dark liquid, mouthing along to the script you held in your hand, seeing if perhaps you had a tip on how to deal with the most difficult prince of hell trapped in your living room.

you did not.

“so… you don't want the wine?” you asked dumbly, staring back at the prince, blue light casting shadows over his masterfully sculpted face. touya was mythically alluring, white hair ruffled atop his head as if you had woken him up by summoning him, half-lidded eyes over his greedy sapphire eyes, lips seemingly stuck in a permanent, lazy smirk, a dark coat slung over his shoulders, hanging low enough to let you admire the way his adam’s apple bobbed with the loud, demeaning chuckle at your question, the kind you knew was at you instead of with.

eyes glistening with temptation were locked on yours, replying with a faux-saccharine voice; “no baby, i don't want your red wine. i'll make you a deal, show me what i'm gonna haunt his dreams with, and i'll give you the spell.” he spoke as if it was the most clear, obvious answer, your naked body in exchange for his spell instead of your intended offerings. it sent a shiver down your spine to settle at the bottom of your stomach, burning like he’d thrown a lit match into the pit of your stomach. his eyes travelled over your body as you thought over your options, you could let him leave and go without the spell, but the thought of your ex existing peacefully was out of the question. without another word, you moved your hair to the side of your neck, exposing your unmarked flesh, placing your note and wine down beside the hot candles, at the edge of the salt ring that kept the white-haired man ensnared.

stepping closer to the trap, you returned your own cocky smile, speaking in a voice that was coated in more sugar than your favourite sweet, “fine, but make sure you pay attention, this’ll drive him crazy.”

the royal incubus ahead of you said nothing, but the curious twinkle in his eyes was brighter than the flames that surrounded you, locked on you like a spotlight in the dim room. brushing your hair back behind you, you let your fingers trail over your neck, down between your breasts until they reached the hem of your thin shirt, giggling as touya perked up when your manicured fingers gripped the material, his easy-going air dissipating and making way for the excitement thrumming through both his and your veins. you lifted it over your stomach, revealing more skin to the incubus, another teasing smile before dropping the shirt again, not missing the huff touya let out, his attitude unnecessary, certain he could imagine what you looked like beneath the fabric, perky nipples with cold metal pressing against the sheer material, becoming even more obvious as the tip of your nail dragged over the sensitive spot. touya leaned closer, the tip of his nose bumping the unseen wall, a snarl to his lips as he parted them to demand you to get on with it, the words dying on his tongue as you whimpered, pinching the metal bar beneath your shirt.

with eyes half closed, you didn’t pay any attention to the prince’s hungry eyes locked on your body, waiting for the moment he could reach out and burn your obstruent clothing to ash. he watched your hands pinch already hardened nipples, running your hands over them and down your waist to pull the shirt up again, discarding it to run your fingers over every dip and curve of your torso, soft breaths leaving your parted lips while touya’s hot, greedy eyes bored into your now bare chest, leaving your head spinning from the heat surrounding you. you were quickly brought back to earth with the rush of air from touya's breath fanning over your cheeks, your fingertips tucked into the waistband of your shorts to rub over your hips.

“and you seriously think you need a love spell to drive this guy crazy? fuck.” his eyes felt as if they were burning holes into your skin, the fire shining in his eyes brighter than the stars outside the living room, the world that felt eons away with how magnetic touya felt. you bit your smiling lips, his words going in one ear and back out the other, your brain starting to feel as if it was filled with cotton the same shade as his eyes, trying to focus on the words he said, instead of your aching cunt. no, the spell, you needed your spell.

trailing your fingertips over your thighs, you unbuttoned the shorts, not moving to take them off yet, instead you turned around, shooting a curious glance at the prince over your shoulder with a teasing wiggle of your hips, “i don’t think i need it, i want it. and it's not a love spell.” you were sure he was still watching your frame, watching the way your hands ran over your outer thighs, a small shiver leaving your lips as you unzipped the garment, “i just want to drive him a little crazy, a bit desperate.”

finally kicking off the shorts, you were left in nothing else but a simple black thong; thin straps wrapping around the tops of your thighs and a piece of string hardly covering an inch of the skin you flaunted to the prince of hell behind you, the sight of which had touya sucking in a breath, his charming composure breaking with each passing moment you stood in front of him with that sultry look on your face, your heaving chest, and your near-bare ass. glancing back down at the salt ring, and the glass of wine beside it, he retorted with a smirk, “sure, sweetheart.” you huffed at his attitude again, but not commenting, waiting for him to quit ogling and give you the spell.

after a few more moments of touya’s greedy observations of your body, the only sounds from the flickering, burning cotton of the candle wicks and your deep breaths, sure he could even hear the electricity zapping through your veins, responding when you could piece the sentence together in your cloudy mind, “whatever, do i get my spell now?”

“i’ve hardly gotten to enjoy you, dollface.” your doe eyes were reflected in his own, “let me admire you.” his voice was smooth, hunger reverberating deep in his words, the deep timbre travelling through your ears straight to your cunt, thighs growing slicker and slicker with every word he spoke. you knew what the demon was doing, distracting you from what you wanted, but you knew you’d have to entertain his wishes to get your spell, and the euphoria that would follow your orgasm was sure to make it worth it.

“and then you’ll give me the spell.” your voice was stern, a weak attempt at displaying dominance over him despite obeying his wishes, keeping your hands rubbing slow circles over your hips, pressing your thighs together, wanting just to dull the ache at the apex of your thighs. the prince saw through your teasing attempts to display control over him, both of you knowing he was in control of the situation in spite of the trap circling his feet. still, you didn’t let it show, flashing a cocky smile of your own; if he wanted a show, he’d get a show, besides, your cunt was begging for attention at this point, it was more for you than him.

the same long shadows cast over the prince from the light of his flame were draped over your shrinking frame as you slid to your knees, thighs as sticky as the honey he spoke, shit, no one mentioned that on the forums, how his voice captivated you, the air around him drew you closer, hotter, wetter. flashing teeth pointed enough to eviscerate you in a ravenous smile, the prince seemed pleased at your kneeling form at his feet, as if to concede to him, your king. licking his lips, he smirked at the way your eyes tracked his pierced tongue over his pink lips, hypnotised by him, unable to deny anything the prince proposed now.

“how may i serve you, my prince?” smiling slyly, the tips of your fingers already tripping over your white-hot skin, raising goosebumps in their wake, you didn’t miss the way his breath caught in his throat, his grip on his controlled attitude slipping away at the sight of you falling to your knees, just out of his reach, manicured fingers pinching pierced nipples and slipping into the panties left adorning you. chuckling deeply, his evil eyes flashed down at you in front of him.

“fuck, doll… don’t stop what you’re doing now.” he spoke with his eyes locked on your tits, his hands absentmindedly trailing down his body until he gripped his clothed cock, rubbing his sensitive tip over the pants still constricting him. smiling with an evil glint in your eye, you obeyed once again, spreading your knees to the demon, letting your mind wander to what would happen if you let the incubus out; let him put those long fingers to use, and that tongue. a shudder travelling through your body with the sight of the flash of the metal once again as his tongue swiped across to wet his bottom lip at the image of your thighs spread ahead of him, like a meal waiting to be devoured. no, his meals don't tease him the way you do, you were a hunt, prey he was chasing through the inky night, doe eyes staring at him when his knife-like incisors would sink into your throat, claiming your soul as soon as your innocent blood landed on his tongue. although, the sight of you pulling your soaked panties to the side made him consider tasting your slick first, he’d claim your soul after.

his eyes burned brighter, blinding like the centre of his blue flames, greedy eyes focused intently on your slick core; how your fingertips made quick work at pulling the thong out of your way, the way your head fell back with a breathy moan as the pads of your fingers finally made contact with your aching clit, quickly muffled as you bit your lips, your pitch impossibly high when you sunk your fingers into your soaking cunt. the show you were supposed to be putting on for the prince the last thought in your head now, reaching euphoria now the only idea in your murky mind, reminded of it momentarily when both you and the incubus released a deep moan with your slick dripping over your fingers to collect in your palm.

you were so wet, wetter than you’d ever been, certain your cum was already pooling on the hardwood floor beneath you, sure it was something to do with the magnetic air around the incubus, keeping you needy, soaking, desperate to cum, to coat his cock in it, to be covered in his. the love spell you summoned him for far in the back of your mind now, the only thought on your mind if the incubus would bend you over your couch only feet away from you, if his touch would wind your core tighter and tighter, and how his piercings would feel against your skin, hitting the back of your throat; the fog in your head making way only for the image of him above you, fisting his cock, the sight of his precum leaking hypnotising you further.

eyes glassy, you angled your fingers to hit the most delicious spot inside you, stars flashing at the edge of your vision, a drawn out moan from your lips sticky with gloss echoed through the room, touya ahead of you sucking in a breath, eyes glued to your frame while his hands made quick work of pulling his pants out of his way, joining you in a low moan after his hips bucked into his fist, mumbling something about your perfect tits when you arched your chest toward him. letting out a soft whine, you laid down entirely, bringing your second hand to circle your clit, listening to the the prince talking you closer and closer to an orgasm, the deep inflection of his voice echoing in your mind, bolts of electricity running through your veins to your aching clit with each word from the incubus’ smirking lips.

feeling the tight coil inside you about to snap, about to drip more cum in your palm, you closed your thighs around your wrists with a small squeak–

“move. this is supposed to be a show for the prince.” the sharp tone of his voice left you with no choice but to deliriously obey, splaying your thighs again to his gaze to mindlessly rub at your sensitive clit, growing faster, more precise with your movements, the word prince the only word left in your vocabulary as your head fell backward onto the hardwood with a dull thud.

you were incoherent, slurred versions of the prince’s name tumbling from your lips while the prince you prayed to stared at the sparkling metal on your chest, shining in the light just as the slick on your thighs did. “you gonna cum for your prince? yeah you are, fuck, doll, keep going, just there,” touya’s voice was nothing but a low growl now, growing just as incoherent as your own, feverish movements matching yours, swiping over the pierced head with another shudder.

the end of his sentence was drowned out by your uncontrollable, delirious moans, thighs twitching as you got closer, closer, closer – “touya! fuck!” your legs snapped closed around your hand again, your vision turning white with ecstasy, your cum squirting from between your trapped fingers. the prince did not voice his discontent with you closing your legs once again if he had any issues, your muscles still twitching as you took in heaving breaths, your body feeling as if it was floating through the room instead of planted on the cool floor, the fog sticking in your head beginning to dissipate, touya still at the forefront of your blurry vision, looking as if he was standing above you, the same arrogant smile looking down at you, hard cock hanging between his thighs, just as you’d been thinking of moments before, except, your daydream had the prince gripping your hair and caressing your jaw.

wait. 

a deep chuckle slamming your disembodied mind back to your form on earth, your attention brought to the prince ahead of you, and the, now empty, glass of wine in his hand, the red liquid spilt over the salt, breaking the circle. in a voice so sweet it could have rotted your teeth, the incubus spoke low, “oh, now it’s going to be fun, doll, i'm going to leave you begging, praying.”

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