#(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ: QUESTIONS & ANSWERS

[livingslime]

OMGOSH HAIII (/≧w≦＼)*!! RAHH I'm totes in love w/ Dr. Anselm AND in love with this game in general! 🤭💙 You have our full support---I hope this game grows big! Being part of the early game part of the community is honestly very exciting! I wish the best!! :3 🎀

NOW! Questions! o(^o^)o

How would Anselm react to an ambiverted MC? As an ambivert myself, ik that I can switch the way I act around people pretty quickly when it comes to a social battery! ^^;

What would it be like if the MC had a lil comfort plush with them? :0 👉🏾🧸

Would Dr. Anselm be interested in anime at all? (゜ロ゜; To add on, what is his preference of music? 🔥🎶

AAA sorry if this is a lot of questions! 😔 I'M JUST SO INVESTED AND CRAZY FOR THIS MAN YAYAY ♪ (#^w°)v I hope you have an amazing day, pookie!! 🎀🎀🫂

OOMMHEEE HAIHAI PIPPA POKKIE!!!

I truly cherish everyone's support so much , it means the entire world to me (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ ♡♡ and it wont ever change no matter how many time I say it!! I really hope we can create a fun community where we can ogle and laugh together hehe.. ミヽ（。＞＜）ノ

He’d naturally match their energy, always knowing when to be quietly supportive or playful, depending on how they feel. He wouldn’t just tolerate their energy shifts—he’d find them endearing, loving every side of the MC. When they seem more drained or quiet, he’d see it as an opportunity to give them extra love, like wrapping them up in a cozy burrito of affection! To him, those moments make the MC even more special, and he'd cherish every bit of who they are, especially their burrito moments ଘ(✿˵•́ ᴗ •̀˵)

He’d find it absolutely heartwarming, especially since he had his own comfort plush in the past. Plushies that look like bunnies would make him smile and reminisce about his own, bringing back fond memories. He’d definitely find the MC’s plush adorable and feel an extra sense of connection over that shared experience (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ ♡♡

Oh, absolutely! He would definitely binge-watch anime with the MC. If there’s a yandere character, you’d catch him giving a quiet nod of approval, LOL. But his real favorites are the ones that involve cooking! Watching all the delicious food would make him want to recreate those dishes for the MC. Besides anime, he’s also a huge fan of cooking shows in general! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

Anselm enjoys classical music with slow, calming tones. I'm planning to create two playlists soon—one that reminds him of the MC, and another that he can listen to during his operating hours!

No need to be sorry! I'm always happy to answer all your question to the best of my abilities ♡(◕ᗜ◕✿) . And thank you for loving Anselm !! You take care pookie!! ★~(◠‿◕✿)

[kingofthewilderwest]

Those leaked images look like ass, y'alls.

They're matching everything exactly to what it looked like in the movie. The result is everything looks very, very fake. The final product should have more refined visuals (we ain't done editing). But I don't see how we're going to take those shots and de-ass-ify them.

The movie's whimsical designs don't translate to a brick-by-brick recreation. You aren't selling me that people made an arena like that. You'd be better on live sets that lie closer to reality than forcing a pastiche of the movie's over-the-top whimsy.

Part of HTTYD's charm (to the delight of the animators!) was getting things scruffy, dirty, lived-in, imperfect. I was talking with @hcsp1 today and I agree with what he said: "It looks like a cool cosplay image, not a big budget studio film." The arena pic feel like a hyper-edited, visually-scrubbed Photoshop rather than a lived-in world.

If you're going to match visuals exactly, it highlights how redundant and pointless it'd be to make that live action.

I could be wrong regarding the cove because they're blurry images, but: the color, lighting, and differences in graininess / resolution / definition / whatever-word-goes-here between the foreground and background make it feel like a cheap greenscreen. Also: the foreground is ass, and the background is ass.

Toothless is an example of "try so hard to be 'realistic' that we render it ugly." Guess what word I'm going to use to describe how I feel about the model? Looks like ass.

A person can't make an accurate analysis on something with so little data. But. Something something something ass ass ass. My takeaway is this looks like ass.

I still want folks to know I'm not following live action news and don't anticipate answering questions on it; I'd prefer to see and know as little of it as possible. But I am voluntarily providing my opinion here. ;) And my opinion is... [dramatic drumroll with the most glorious of winks] (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ ......ASS! ∘* ✧･ﾟ

[sxfterhearts]

backstage visits

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ idol!jiung x non-idol!reader ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

♡ genre/warnings: fluff semi-inspired by love story, p1h (aka my fav p1h song!!) and a mini-continuation of neighbourly visits (but can be read as a standalone!)

♡ word count: 2,469 words

♡ summary: jiung's been acting weird and distant all week. but everything changes when you receive an mcountdown backstage pass in the mail...

♡ author’s note: hey guys! i've been thinking about this one for awhile. perhaps i should make it into a mini-series? pls let me know what you think (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

//

“She’s here, Jiung.”

“What?” Jiung gasped in shock. Turning to Jongseob, he asked urgently with firm hands grasping on his friends’ shoulders, “Where is she?”

“Dressing room 3, the one with the stage costumes.”

Jiung was about to run off, but turned around to quickly express his gratitude. “Thanks, man.”

Jongseob nodded with an understanding smile. “Don’t mess it up this time.”

Jiung shot him a nervous smile before disappearing into a blur of orange and white amongst the backstage hallways.

You were sitting on the couch in the middle of the quiet dressing room, eyes darting around nervously. You crossed, then uncrossed your legs a few times, uncertain.

You felt out of place. You’ve never attended a music show screening before, let alone been inside the building where the recordings took place. You were usually a self-assured, confident person, but striking, glittery costumes of all shapes, sizes and colours surrounded you, and you couldn’t help but to look down at your own clothes – just a normal t-shirt and jeans. Plain, like the rest of you.

Which is one of the reasons, if not the main reason, why you were so nervous right now. In the past few weeks since you visited Jiung in the hospital, you had undoubtedly gotten closer to your former-childhood neighbour-turned-popular K-Pop idol. You went over to their dorms a bunch of times to drop off food and side dishes that your mother sent for him, and took him out on gentle walks around the outskirts of Seoul. You even accompanied him and his mother for dinner when she came to visit him last weekend. 

But it was… for the lack of better words, getting a little bit confusing for you. On one hand, you knew that you two were clearly not together. Yet, on the other hand, it seemed to you like you were more than just friends. Which begs the question, what were you to him, exactly?

The past week since his mother’s visit had been odd. You understood that, as an idol, his schedule was hectic and unpredictable. However, when before he used to answer you within the hour, he started leaving more and more of your messages on read. It felt like you were talking to a wall. And the one time you did meet up for ice cream in the middle of the night after his dance practice, you could tell that his mind was elsewhere. It felt like he wasn’t even really there, and like he didn’t want to hang out with you, but was forced to.

That was on Wednesday. After gobbling up your ice cream, you made some stupid excuse about having to double-check something for work and left earlier than you anticipated. You initially thought that the two of you would take a stroll around the Han River, but given his state, you decided to just leave without another word.

Which was why, when you came home on Friday after work and found a ticket and backstage pass for MCountdown in your mailbox, you were stunned. You quickly searched up the show’s lineup, and sure enough, P1Harmony were performing on Sunday night. You weren’t entirely sure what it meant, and whether or not it was even a good idea to show up, but after talking to a few close friends about it, you made the decision to go. After all, what’s the worst that could happen, right? 

Which brings you to the current situation – phone lying idly by your side, teeth gnawing at your lips, and fingers fidgeting with the ends of a sequin dress hanging beside you. Why did he invite you here? Your mind began to spiral in the empty space, where only muffled instrumentals could be heard from the faraway performance stage. You felt like you were always lingering around the peripherals of Jiung’s life, never floating in the same orbit, let alone galaxy, as him. Because let’s be honest, until a few weeks ago when he let you slip in by the backdoor of his life, him, and his voice, were merely something you could only savour from behind a wall, or behind a screen. 

Was it, perhaps… Did he call me here to end it?

The door burst wide open at that moment, revealing a very out-of-breath, yet impeccably dressed and styled Jiung. 

Figures, you thought, as you scanned the boy in front of you from head to toe and rose to your feet. He had a blue knitted shawl thrown over a white long sleeve, and… what were those? Hand warmers? You never really understood fashion anyways.

Jiung took a few seconds to catch his breath and compose himself, not daring to meet your eyes lest they betray him for even a second. When he was rushing to see you before the performance, heck, even when he slipped the backstage passes into your mailbox, truthfully, he wasn’t really thinking. 

See, Jiung was new to this whole… feelings thing. He never used to acknowledge them, let alone think about, process, or talk about them to another person. Growing up, he learned that bottling things up was the quickest and most efficient way to deal with difficult emotions, and that it was the best way to ensure he got back into work. But for some reason, after you reappeared in his life, he started to realise that his default coping mechanisms weren’t that foolproof after all.

And now, he wants to take a big step towards working on this flaw of his. If he could just work up the nerve to look you in the eye…

You cleared your throat, somewhat uncomfortably.

His head shot up in alarm, like a deer caught in headlights. With wide eyes, he stared at you. You stared back at him. Both of you tried to remain expressionless, unsure of what the other was thinking. Both of you had so much to say, but neither had the guts to break the silence.

“I’m sorry I was an ass –”

“Do you hate me –?”

The two of you spoke in unison, overlapping voices filling the dressing room.

Jiung closed his eyes and took a deep breath upon hearing your words. “What I wanted to say was,” A heavy exhale. “I’m sorry. I was being an ass. And no, I don’t hate you.” He chuckled humorlessly. “In fact, it’s quite the opposite.” He muttered, more to himself than anything.

But you heard him. “Yeah,” You laughed softly, nodding. “Yeah, you kinda were an ass.”

“It’s just…” He was looking down at the ground, but his body unconsciously moved closer and closer, towards you, like there was a gravitational pull towards your entire being. “It’s… I didn’t know what to do.”

“About what?” You found yourself moving forward voluntarily, taking baby steps towards him.

“About…” He waved his hands in the air. “About all this. About us…”

Your face fell. You took a step back. “Oh.” You exhaled, feeling your heart sink into a bottomless chasm.

“It’s hard for me, you know? It’s confusing. I got confused.”

Your lips start to tremble. At first, you were so sure that nothing could be worse than absolute radio silence from Jiung. Turns out, this was worse, much worse. Actually hearing his voice utter these words to you were like daggers aimed at your poor soul. “Yeah, you know what? I should probably go.” You just wanted to get out as quickly as possible, and started to make a beeline for the door, but –

“Wait! Listen, please,” He pleaded, finally looking up at you just as you were about to walk past him and out of his life, again. He couldn’t let that happen. “Can you just… Hug me? Please? If that’s okay with you…”

You had so many questions swimming around in your mind but you chose to not think and just did as he said. “But you hate hugs,” You whispered, as your arms came around his waist and his wrapped around your shoulders. 

“Yeah, but, not really. I get less distracted this way.” Jiung muttered in response, and you could feel his chest vibrate against yours. It almost made you feel warm, almost. “Cos I have something important to tell you.” And the sinking feeling returned once more.

You hummed, indicating that you were listening and encouraging him to go on – even though a part of yourself knew what was coming and didn’t want this, whatever it was, to end.

“Y/N, you know me. You’ve known me for a long time. You know me, even before all of this. So trust me when I say, it is hard to deal with my feelings and my emotions. Like you said that time in the hospital, I am not good at dealing with these things. And it’s true, I do bottle them up. But…” He thought for a second, before continuing. “The reason I do it is because it was something that was modelled to me when I was younger, and it was all I knew, and that was how I coped. I avoid things – people, situations, messages, and I run away.”

You nodded. “I know.”

“The past few weeks have been really, really good. I really enjoyed it – all of it. The walks, the food we shared, and just, the time we spent together. I will cherish those memories forever. But…”

You gulped.

“But last weekend, when my mum saw me and asked me about it, I got scared. I don’t know why. She told me that it looked like I got my spark back again, like I was smiling how I used to before. And she asked, whether it was because of you, and what we were. And truthfully, I didn’t know how to answer her, because technically, we weren’t anything.”

You tried to struggle out of his grip at this point because it was too much. Listening to him was too much. But he only held you firmer; wrapped his arms around you a little tighter.

“And then I realised, I never really stop and think about these things. All my life, I just let all my feelings, the good, the bad, and everything in between – I just let them wash over me. And I never really process them, but I never really let them go either. And it wasn’t until the other day when I was walking along the river and I passed the fried chicken place that it hit me. Do you know what I was thinking about when I saw it?”

“What?” You grumbled into his shirt, feeling partially drained from the heavy emotions and anxiousness.

“I wasn’t even thinking about the chicken, or eating the chicken, or having the beer with the chicken. Or how good the rice cakes would taste. I thought, wow, wouldn’t it be perfect, if you were here with me, and we had chicken for supper together?”

“Hmm?” You were confused.

Jiung laughed. “God, I’m so bad at this. What I’m trying to say is,” He loosened his grip so he could face you, eye to eye this time, whilst still holding your body close to his. “It hit me then. I used to go about my life, thinking just about me, or my work, what I want to eat, or what I want to do. And ever since you came into my life, now, all I can think about is you. Everything reminds me of you. The chicken, the walks, a nice park, a good song I heard, a shirt that I saw… I see it, and I think – what would Y/N think of this? What would Y/N prefer? That’s what I want to know. And that’s what scared me. Because not only was it my feelings, but it was also you – your feelings and thoughts were outside of my control because… I can’t read your mind, and because it was heavily implied that if I ever broke your heart I would not be allowed back into my mother’s house, and, and…”

“And?” You asked gently, with a soft, encouraging smile painted on your lips. You understood, now.

“And it’s scary. Feelings are scary. They’re big, and they’re scary. But I want to be brave now, because I want to learn how to deal with them properly, and because I want to own up to them so I can treat you right.”

The pause brought about a silence which allowed his words to sink in. 

“Because,” Jiung pulled you impossibly close. You could feel his warm breath against your cheeks, and his thundering heart against his ribcage, mirroring yours. “Because in case it wasn’t super obvious, I really, really like you.” He said, letting out a shaky breath, lips turning upwards in a nervous smile.

You bit your bottom lip and giggled silently, meeting his vulnerable eyes with your cheeky crescent moons. 

“Why…” Jiung paused. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

You laughed in response, pulling slightly away from him but still firmly holding on. 

“What… Why?”

You shook your head before bursting into another fit of giggles. “You started it! You gave me the silent treatment. I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine.”

“I… What? Y/N?”

You couldn’t help smiling at his shocked expression, staring at you in disbelief as the cogs in his brain turned ever so slowly. “Oh my god, Jiung, just shut up and kiss me already.”

“I –”

His eyes grew as wide as saucers as you pulled him by the collar, down to your height. Any words he had died in his mouth as your lips finally touched. His brain short circuited for a few seconds, trying and failing to register how soft your plump pillows felt against his, and the subtle sweetness of your strawberry lipbalm, and oh, oh, your tongue, and your hands threading through his orange hair (his stylist was going to give him an earful later), and oh – they’re moving down –

“Jiung!” A voice yelled from the other side of the door. “Ten minutes!”

“Shit,” He mumbled as you began to nibble on his bottom lip in fervour. Jiung let out a pained groan. “Y/N, Y/N, I have to… I have to go, I…”

“Hmm?” You pulled away, but not without a loud smooch and a thin string of saliva connecting both of your lips. You batted your eyelashes up at him, giving him the sweetest smile you could muster. 

“Five minutes.” Jiung looked at you sternly, but his wide smile betrayed him. “Five minutes, that’s all we get.”

“Plenty of time.” You reassured him before lacing your fingers with his and getting cosy on the couch. 

Needless to say, the stylists had their work cut out for them before he had to race on stage.

[catbread0]

Hi!! It's so rare to see someone writing for this obscure fandom, I have so many request ideas lol... May I request 2007 anime Kusuriuri with a fem or gender-neutral reader who likes to draw him? Like they have an entire sketchbook full of drawings of him. Thank you kindly!

Kusuriuri (2007) x Fem Reader

Thank you for the request! I hope this is to your liking. Forgive me if it's not and I apologize for any grammar mistakes.

Enjoy reading! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ♡

Words: 644

Pure fluff

Mononoke (2007) Masterlist

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There you were, nose-deep focused on that sketchbook of yours, drawing your colleague once again. But could you blame yourself?

Your colleague was a peculiar person. When someone would ask what his name was, he would always respond with a calming tone.

“I’m just a medicine vendor.”

Many people refer to him as Kusuriuri, a Japanese word for medicine seller. As bewildering as it is not to have a name, the way he stands out with his outfit and his appearance.

You yourself don’t even know if it’s makeup or if it’s permanent, so many questions go unanswered because he doesn’t answer you directly.

It's no wonder why you would draw him, but it's also because it feels as if he added more coloring to your drawings after you met him. 

Before you met him, you drew people's portraits, family portraits, samurais, and wedding portraits. It was the Edo period, and every time you drew or sketched, the traditional art felt as if they were a repeat of each other, even if it’s called rich culture.

However, when you saw Kusuriuri, you felt a change in your drawings. With him always looking incongruous, it added more emphasis. Your eyes would always look at him first in your drawing because of all the vibrant colors he is wearing.

That is how you saw it. Everyone looked normal and plain while Kusuriuri looked so dissimilar to the people around him.

As you were about to finish your sketch of Kusuriuri, you realized you had run out of ink. You were currently staying in an inn, and the vendors were nearby. It wouldn't hurt to be away to buy some more materials. You close your sketchbook and put it back in your box carrier.

“Kusuriuri-kun, I’m going to run some errands for a bit if that's all right with you.”

You saw Kusuriuri glance at you before he returned to continue what he was doing to his box carrier, most likely reorganizing his medicine. 

“It’s all right, return before they close the inn. You wouldn’t want to sleep outside, right?”

Kusuriuri saw you nod before leaving your shared room. Once Kusuriuri knew you exited the inn, he decided to see what you were sketching.

You never showed him your drawings. Whenever he would try to get close to see, you would close it immediately and hold a tight grip onto it. 

He opened your box carrier and started to look into your sketchbooks. He was stunned to see almost every single page with a drawing of him inside of it, including a few with Hyper, his alter form. He would look at every detail you put into each drawing. He felt a pinch of pride, knowing you make every page of your drawings with him in it.

He puts back where every sketchbook and paper goes, not wanting you to know just yet of his discovery. 

You return to your shared room sometime later, and as you start to organize your box carrier with the new materials you recently bought. 

“I’m honored to be your muse (Y/n)” Kusuriuri says with that monotone voice of his. It makes goosebumps crawl through your body, and you jolt a bit.

You were silent a bit from awkwardness, “...I apologize. If you feel uncomfortable with it, I will stop.”

Kusuriuri's lips curled upwards with his purple-painted lips, “No need to stop, continue with your drawings of me. After all, being an artist's muse isn’t easy to achieve.”

For the whole day, he would tease you about it, but he would now always look at how you would carefully draw, and you would no longer close the book.

Maybe one day you will draw a special portrait of him with you, a painting where it would feel like it's only you and him together, separated from the world around you.

~Lilly's

[clumsydolly]

Hello! I have questions for everyone about Obey me! I'd love to hear what people think about the story and writing and characters as a whole! I'd love to hear from as many people whether through comments, asks or messages. I ask for everyone's help so I can get the general ideas/concerns that people gave about the game(s)/story. Please all love and I'd love to hear from everyone! Thank you so very much! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

What would you change/fix about Obey Me’s story and why? Also, how would you change/fix it. (Don’t just say Lesson 16 please)

How do you think the writing is overall? Do you prefer the writing the the beginning or the end? Which had better writing The first or second game?

What parts of the story did you enjoy? What parts were bad? What sucked?

Did you feel like the world was fleshed out correctly?

Did you enjoy the fact that we were sheep? Would you rather be human in the story? Or would you like to stay a sheep? Should the sheep be a familiar/pet/mascot?

Who are your favorites in the story?

What do you wish was expanded more on lore wise?

If a rewrite was done what would you like to see and be explored a bit more?

What was missing? What felt right?

In terms of a rewrite would you want it more focused on the lessons? Would you like a bit of Nightbringer? The devilgram stories? The anime? The manga?

What did you fall in love with? What do you never want to see again? What's frustrating but you don't mind it?

How far have you gotten in the story?

What do you wish was seen more? Who would you like to see more of?

What are your personal ideas of lore?

Do you like the overall end of obey me?

Has anyone had a take you really liked?

Will probably have more questions later!

What's something you're in love with about it?

Final and most important question!

In a rewrite what would you like to see?

Thank you so much for taking the time to look! Appreciate anyone who answers! Reblogs are encouraged and loved! 🩷

[blank-house]

Hello Blank House! Just wanted to say I love the KF SOOOO much (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ And Im excited for the extended demo! I dont know if this was asked before and sorry if it was! But would the whole cast be the type to give their lover a cute pet name? (°◡°♡)

Helloooo!!! Love the sparkles omggg the excitement can be felt over here haha

I think this was definitely asked before, and that's okay! Because honestly some answers we give might change over time as we keep working on the game-- but to answer you question not all of them would use a pet name, and not all of them would use it in a genuine context either lmao

Like I think Percy and Jamie would be the type to say it for kicks. Between the two of them though, I hear Jamie being more genuine about pet names. And Percy would prefer to call you by your name more than anything.

Elio might, if you ask, but I think he sticks to nicknames or names.

Deja would. ahdalkwdh we had a discussion about this, but I do hear her using pet names but only with her significant other.

Cameron I think might try and would flip between embarrassed and overjoyed to say it. Just gotta give them time to get comfortable.

Andddd Reynah might play around with filipino pet names. Her saying sinta might murder tbh

[rafyki]

Goth! Nico/ Surfer! Percy AU Part 3!

Here, have some awkward flirting by two absolute lovestruck losers (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Oh how I love writing them being absolute disaster around each other asdsgsdhdff

@neo-kid-funk I managed to finish this part before I thought, I hope you like it!!! And I hope it fuels your inspiration for new art *evil laugh*

(For everyone who hasn't seen it yet, go to Neo's blog and enjoy her beautiful art!! This fic was inspired by her perfect design of older goth Nico <33)

Part 1, Part 2

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Nico didn’t expect it to become a habit. He expected it to be a one time thing, the kind of thing that turns your world upside down for a while but doesn’t really change anything in the long run. 

He expected to go back to work the next time for his shift and to not exchange more than a couple of words with Percy.

Even in his wildest fantasies he had not expected Percy to actually go and make conversation with him. 

“Doesn’t it drive you crazy? That you’re always on the beach so close to the ocean yet you can’t go in the water?” 

Percy had his usual drink in his hand, and Nico had been ready to wish him a nice day and watch him walk away as it always happened.

That was how things usually went. Not this.

Nico could feel his world shift around its axis (a little dramatic, yes, he knew, and he also had no doubt that Leo would tease him nonstop if he told him), and an annoying blush creeping up his neck to his face as Percy looked at him with a curious look.

He looked away, trying to find something, anything, to do that would make him appear busy and give him an excuse to avoid those way too perfect eyes.

He had not been prepared for this.

“Uhm”, he started, remembering that he had been asked a question.

He could almost hear Jason’s voice in his head yelling at him that it’s your chance, it’s your chance, talk to him!; together with Leo’s voice screaming go make him fall for you, goth boy!

Shaking his head a little, he tried to shoo them away.

“I’m not a huge fan of the ocean”, he said in the end.

And, well, that had been perhaps the wrong thing to say, judging by Percy’s horrified expression. Eyes wide wide and mouth hanging open there where he had been about to take another sip of his drink, he was looking at Nico like he had just admitted that he liked to kick kittens in his free time. It was equal parts comical and mortifying.

Before Nico could decide if he wanted to laugh at that expression or regret every life choice that had led him up to that point, Percy let out a shocked “What!?”

And for some reason, that made him chuckle, left him smiling behind his hand.

“Was that the wrong answer?”, he asked, trying and probably failing to keep the teasing tone out of his voice. 

Percy took a moment to answer. He was looking at Nico carefully, a weird expression on his face now that Nico couldn’t read. It made Nico feel a little unstable on his feet; he didn’t even realize he was staring right back at Percy until he noticed the slight red on his nose and cheekbones and found himself thinking that it was cute how Percy still got sunburn even when it seemed that he basically lived on the beach under the sun.

Percy cleared his throat, and the world started moving again around them.

“Yes!”, he said. “How can you not like the ocean?”

Nico shrugged, and threw a glance at the immense expanse of water before him. There were a lot of reasons he wasn't really fond of it, but he wasn’t sure Percy would appreciate them.

“It’s not that I don’t like it, I just don’t like getting in the water”.

“That basically means you don’t like it though”.

Nico rolled his eyes. His heart was beating a little too fast, his hands were sweaty, and he kept playing nervously with the rings on his lips. And he wanted nothing more than for this moment and this conversation to stretch on for as long as possible.

“It seems you’re taking this pretty personally”, he said, smiling. 

Percy smiled back, and Nico’s heart replied with somersaults. “I am, I take the ocean very seriously”.

Nico had guessed, but it was nice hearing it directly from Percy, adding this information to his mental list of things I know about him. For some reason, he had the feeling that that list would keep growing from now on.

His eyes fell on the trident tattoo on Percy’s left bicep. It made Nico feel weak in the knees every time he saw it, his mind immediately offering him the haunting thought of what it would feel like under his fingers. He sort of wanted to bite it.

No, not the time for this kind of thoughts!

He was definitely blushing now - he just hoped that the shadow of the kiosk's little roof was enough to hide it. 

You’re the worst, Nico di Angelo, shame on you.

Percy must have noticed where he was looking though, because he glanced at his tattoo too. “Yeah, I guess it was pretty obvious”, he laughed. 

Oh he had such a nice laugh. 

“You’re a big fan of the Little Mermaid?”, Nico asked, because for some reason that was the first thing that had come to his mind.

It made Percy laugh a little more though, so Nico counted it as a victory.

“That’s definitely part of it, I think I must have watched that movie a thousand times when I was little”.

Nico mentally added that new information to his list.

“Maybe you were a mermaid in your past life”, he suggested. “Or some sort of sea god”.

Those last words escaped his mouth before he could hold them back. He had not meant to say them out loud - damn his brain and his too fast mouth and his stupid huge crush. Percy did look like a sea god but that didn’t mean Nico had to say it out loud and expose himself like that. See, that’s why he didn’t want to talk to Percy, he knew he would make a fool of himself. Maybe the ground would be so nice as to open up and swallow him whole right now.

(Oh, he knew his friends would laugh at him like crazy for this later).

When he found the courage to look back at Percy, he found him still smiling, an amused look in his eyes. 

Nico’s stomach curled painfully on itself in a mix of embarrassment and stupid fondness. He was so weak for that look.

“In that case that would mean you just told a sea god that you don’t like the ocean”, Percy said. “That could be a problem”.

“I never said I don’t like it”, Nico pointed out, surprised at himself for how he could still speak despite his internal turmoil. “And also, I said you might have been one in your past life”.

Percy waved a hand. “That doesn’t matter. You know gods aren’t that reasonable”.

“Are you saying I should apologize?”

“Precisely”, Percy said, nodding solemnly.

That was such a weird conversation to have with someone you barely knew. Yet Nico couldn’t hold back the smile growing on his lips. Despite the continuous maelstrom raging inside him, he probably hadn’t stopped smiling for a second the whole time; it made him feel like a fool, but it was alright because Percy had been smiling for the whole time too.

“And how should I do that?”, Nico asked. 

Percy seemed to think about it for a moment. “You could let me teach you how to surf”.

Nico stopped. Time stopped, the whole world stopped, even the waves of the ocean itself probably stopped moving.

In the least useful way possible, his mind conjured the terrible image of himself on a surfboard in the water with Percy wet and handsome next to him, holding him to show him what to do.

No, nope, no way. He would end up drowning after two seconds, either because surfing was definitely not his thing, or because letting the ocean swallow him would be the less embarrassing option.

“Uhm”, was the only thing that came out of his mouth“I… don’t think that would be such a good idea”. 

Why is he asking me this though, oh my god what’s going on here.

His embarrassment must have caught up to Percy, because suddenly his smile turned awkward and so was also the short laugh that escaped his lips.

“I was just joking of course!”, he said quickly. Nico watched the way he rubbed his neck, the way he wasn’t looking at him anymore. “Well, then-”

“I mean!”, Nico cut him off without thinking. 

That well then sounded way too much like Percy was about to leave, and Nico didn’t want that.

The relaxed feeling from before was gone, replaced with awkwardness hanging heavily in the air around them. If he had let Percy leave now, Nico was afraid he wouldn't see him again.

Don’t ruin this! It’s your chance!

This time, he tried his best to listen to his friends’ voices in his head.

“I- I mean”, he said again. “I’m really not good with water”.

He hoped his smile came out more apologetic than absolutely mortified and embarrassed. The pounding of his own heart was deafening almost, he could feel it in his throat, making it hard to breathe and push the words out. “Thanks for the offer though…?”. It came out more like a question than anything.

Idiot idiot idiot.

“Ah- uhm”, Percy, said, letting out an awkward laugh. He wasn't looking at Nico anymore, his eyes fixed on his still half full drink. “Yeah, sure”.

You have to fix this!

“I'll just- look at you surfing and enjoy the ocean from afar for now”.

Weird, that was weird! Had he really just admitted that he would just stare at him? Maybe drowning in the ocean really was the best case scenario for him. No way his blush wasn't visible right now. 

Percy must be thinking that he was the weirdest and creepiest guy right now. Nico wanted to die.

But then, Percy looked back at him, and the look on his face wasn't creeped out or uncomfortable - just surprised, eyes blinking slowly and mouth hanging open like he wanted to say something but didn't know exactly what. Nico watched as a small smile made its way back to his lips. The red sunburn on Percy's cheeks was mesmerizing.

“Sounds good to me”.

And okay, perhaps he hadn't ruined everything completely. Perhaps he would get to talk to Percy again.

Someone cleared their throat behind him, making Nico almost jump out of his skin. He had forgotten there was a whole world outside of himself and the man in front of him.

“Nico, we have to switch, it's time for your break”, Jason's voice reached him, bringing him back to reality. His friend was looking at him with a clear question in his eyes and badly veiled excitement - Nico knew he would want to hear everything about his conversation with Percy later. 

“Yeah, right”, he replied, half relieved and half disappointed that the moment was over.

He turned to Percy. He couldn't read the expression in his eyes. “Well, I have to go”, he said.

Percy nodded. The soft smile was back on his face, and Nico felt his heart melt at the sight. “It was nice talking to you Nico”.

“You too. Have a nice day, Percy”.

It was the first time he called him directly by his name, he realized. It sounded way too nice ok his tongue.

He kept staring at his retreating figure as he walked away, feeling unstable on his feet like someone had suddenly changed the gravity on Earth.

“You okay?”, Jason asked.

“Uhm… I think so? I'm not sure what just happened”.

Jason laughed and put a hand on his shoulder in comfort.

“You can tell me everything later, alright? Come to my and Leo's place after work”.

Nico grimaced at the prospect - he could already feel the teasing that would come of it. But he did need to talk about it, so he nodded.“Yeah, alright”, he agreed. “But I really need a smoke now”.

[ghostfilecabinet]

watcher fics i wrote (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:・ﾟ✧

A Verified Account [Shane/Ryan, Rated T, 1.6k]

@DevonJoralmon: I know everyone has a lot of questions, and unfortunately I don't have a lot of answers right now. All I can say is that at 3am this morning, Ryan was stabbed during a shoot for Unsolved. Or, an event through the eyes of four million bystanders.

All Your Body (Made For Pleasure) [Shane/Ryan, Rated E, 1.4k]

If Ryan had been born a woman, he would be a five foot nothing, wide-eyed beauty with soft brown skin and a body that curved like a dangerous mountain road. Or, Ryan gets a glimpse of another Ryan's life. They have some structural differences.

[sublygod]

ELECTRIC EEL RAIDEN PART 2! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ

Also for anyone wondering- Raidens eggs are like a blue transparent. Fish egg style.

Also might do Johnny cage or Kung Lao next- not sure yet( ⌣́,⌣̀)

Sorry if there’s any grammar mistakes- it’s 2:37 am for me-

After registering what Raiden was..you quickly looked at him then took your basket and backed off.

Before he could say anything you ran off and he huffed.

He knew you’d be back- it was a gut feeling.

Also turns out his gut was right. You did come back and it wasn’t to do laundry or watch over the village children..

It was to find him! You wanted to see him!

When he registered that he swam as fast as possible and would haul his human half onto the river bank.

You two got to talking and he answered all your questions and you answered all his questions.

After that day you began to visit more and more. It was a regular thing you engraved into your routine.

Raiden was loving every second of it! He was falling deeper in love with you and he prayed to the gods you were falling for him.

On a hot summer's day you arrived at where you two had been meeting. A little ways up the river where you two could be alone.

You showed up in a bathing suit and Raiden tried so hard not to send a shock through the water.

When you explained that you wanted to swim with him since it was hot he almost jumped out of the water and onto you!

The urge to…to pin you against the river bank and give you his clutch was growing everyday.

As you entered the water he quickly joined you by your side.

You two spent the whole day messing around ((not like that)) and by the end of the day you were both in the shallows just talking.

After a while you both went silent..until Raiden broke the silence.

He told you everything he felt for you..everything he wanted to do with you.

He turned to you and honestly expected you to run away but when you didn’t and leaned forward to kiss him he was speechless.

He lunged onto you and for a good solid 30 seconds you two had a make out session.

You were both so comfortable with each other you didn’t even have to wait to be ready..you were already ready for him.

With a primal urge he ripped the bottom of your swimsuit off and went to town!

Your moans and squirms from his occasional shocks fueled him to work harder and faster.

Half way through your makeout session you felt something slimy and cylinder-like and it wasn’t just Raidens tail..

With a quick peek you saw his cock..and it wasn’t human looking. It looked like some sort of tentacle but without suckers.

It didn’t bother you though! You only live once!

Raiden blushed like crazy and looked away while apologizing.

You quickly stopped him and told him it didn’t matter.

Without any warning or prep ((since he already did prep you- sorta))

He hauled himself a little farther up and entered you

Truth be told- it felt better than any other man- human man.

He trembled slightly and would stutter as he spoke praise after praise.

He’d start off slow and just simply rut into you occasionally until he couldn’t take it and his ruts turned into full on thrusts.

It didn’t take long for him to reach his breaking point..you as well.

As you reached your climax Raiden did soon after but he wasn’t done..

A couple seconds after you came down from your high you started to feel lumps from Raidens cock and something entered you..more specifically enter your womb.

It made you freeze but not in a bad way! It's a “oh my god this feels weird but amazing” way.

You looked at Raiden and saw that he was too busy focusing on your abdomen and biting his bottom lip.

You squirmed but in a possessive and strict manner he told you to stay still.

You quickly stopped and hid behind your hand. This feeling being a whole new one for you.

After a good solid minute Raiden hips jerked slightly and he came one again..but he didn’t pull out.

When you asked if there was anymore his response was that he just needed to make sure that they’d be fertilized.

He soon pulled out and would move you so you were propped up on his body.

You felt so full and looked like it too!

Of course it was a bit bumpy but Raiden told you it’d be ok and he’d take good care of you as he rubbed your stomach gently and nuzzled into your neck.

[rainba]

Hello!!!!

I've made the side profile blog for Parasitic Roses: here!

I'll be posting the first part here in a couple of days- which... The start will be simple, but It's just laying the foundations and stuff. ღ

As the story goes on, I plan on making things... Crazier. (๑>◡<๑)

Is it possible for you, the main character, to die in the story? No.

Is it possible to get kidnapped? Yep!

Is it possible for the yans to murder other people and each other? Absolutely. (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

I might change the way the profile looks over time, but I think I like it so far. ( ´ ▽ ` ) If you all have any questions, feel free to send them! I'll try to answer as many as I can.

[zu-is-here]

Is it bad that I don't like my friend's au. I would never tell them, because I would never want to hurt their feelings. But I just get annoyed how ppl are so pushy towards them, and it's just everywhere...It's unavoidable. I like their stuff I think it just how other's are acting is just weird

Actually, the answer is in your own question! (*´∀｀*)

I can see you're a good, caring and supporting friend, but you can't share the hype around their stuff — and you don't have to! It's okay not to be a fan of something, even by your friend, cause we're all different, and your different interests don't make you any less friendsヽ(°∀°人´ヮ´)ﾉ☆

We don't have to accept anything for ourselves in order to support others <3 (As a last resort, if you don't want to see it, you can always quietly block the tag(s) so that you're not bothered by the posts (*´ω`*))

You won't like what I'm gonna say next, so please, don't take it personally, for I may be mistaken ƪ(˘⌣˘)ʃ But when something good irritates you—be it the reaction or the thing itself—it's envy. Not always, but mostly, since irritation is a mirrored anger at oneself (úwù) The easiest way to spot it is to put yourself in their shoes: if it was your AU everywhere, with everyone being pushy and acting weird about it, would it still annoy you that way? (ówò)

When you're in harmony with yourself, you're calm about everything, no matter what, and happy for others, no matter who╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

[phantommalice]

Observations I Made Watching the New Lies of P Trailer!

Link to original trailer

I: Omg, as expected, the atmosphere for this DLC/prequel is already looking incredible.

II: KITTY!! Since this DLC takes place in the past, could this perhaps be Spring when she was kitten?

III: OH MY GOD. IT'S HER. I was hoping we'd get more content for the legendary stalker in the DLC, and my hopes have been answered!! Woohoo!! I hope that along with her, we can get some more lore for Gemini as well.

IV: It looks like P is calling for assistance here. I wonder, is this just for show? Or will this become a new mechanic we can utilize during combat? It's probably the first case, but it'd be really cool if it was the latter, especially if 'calling on teammates' replaced the 'summon specter' option before/during boss fights.

Also, of course, Alidoro!! Since, again, this is the past, this is going to be the real Alidoro this time...Which will be just perfect an idea of mine ✪ ω ✪

V: New weapons! :D Including a bow and arrow, claws, and two new swords- The one in the last image I'm especially curious about...Honestly, even if the weapon itself might be mediocre, I'll likely use it purely for its fable art phphph

VI: P dancing along with a new, friendly NPC(At least, seemingly). Hell yeah. Neowiz please make his little dance in this scene an in-game emote

VII: Who is this?? Based on the trailer, she's certainly going to be a boss, and I almost want to question if she's the past version of Laxasia...But, really, I'm just assuming that because of her blue skin and clothes >,< Although, I've seen someone theorize she could be Camilla, which would be just as lovely. Either way, I'm already absolutely in love with her design, and I'm sure I'll enjoy her boss encounter just as much. ♪(´▽｀)

VIII: Not really anything to say about this, other than I genuinely wonder what's going on here....In the description of the video, Neowiz described past-Krat as "on the verge of collapse," and I'm curious to find out exactly what that means...

Overall, I've been feeling ecstatic ever since I watched the trailer, and I am VERY excited to see what this DLC holds for us (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

(P.S: Please Lord let there be ANY new content/lore for Giangio plsplsplsplspls-)

[debtofdeception-if]

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Hello!

I have to say I really like your game, it looks like it's going to be something amazing! I'll be looking forward to the release!🤩

And if you could answer (only if you want to answer), is it possible to have a polyamorous romance in the game? My brain is debating whether to choose A or V, so I thought "Well, if everything is going to be chaos, let's double it!"

Bye, bye!👋

Hi! 👋 That’s so great to hear—I really appreciate it! The release is coming very soon, and I’m excited to hear your thoughts.

As for your question, there won’t be any polyamory in the story. The closest thing is the love triangle, but you’ll have to choose between A and V by the end. They’re definitely not the types to share 😂—especially not with each other! You’ll see why this dynamic wouldn’t work, especially if you go through the love triangle route.

[agileo-101]

I have a question about Nightlight: I refer to her around my friends as a she but when I read more of Blarerock I saw her being referred to by He/him and they/them. I am writing to you to ask WHICH PRONOUNS ARE THE RIGHT ONES??? IM SO CONFUSED LIKE WHAT-

Ah hello, I answer this before and I am happy to answer it again. Nightlight is genderfluid, so Nightlight go by he/she/they/them.

You want to call Nightlight he? That's fine! ٩(｡•́‿•̀｡)۶

You want to call Nightlight she? That's perfectly okay! ღවꇳවღ

You want to call Nightlight them? That works also! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

So initially, you may call Nightlight however you wish. so when you call Nightlight a she, that's correct as well.

[twilight-deviant]

Because I am having thoughts about Wesley What do you headcanon about him if Fisk and Matt are together? Is Wesley jealous? Or is he just happy his boss is happy?

Thoughts about Wesley are such a happy place tbh. (✿◡‿◡)

Ah well, I don't ship Fiskley, so it's difficult for me to consider the jealousy. 😅 I like the ship, but I don't ship it. If that makes any sense. It's just very rare that I go in for friends-to-lovers trope. But I like what content there is for them, and it's very very very obvious where shippers are coming from. I'm simply far more interested in a relationship like theirs where Wesley is the most loyal little guy who looks at Fisk like he's the sun, moon, and stars, and the reason why can't be explained through romantic love. I want to study it under a microscope. But I do like the ship. Heh.

Anyway, I ramble.

Wesley would ABSOLUTELY want Fisk to be happy with Matt. Fisk's happiness is paramount. We see it in the way he tries to anticipate Fisk's every need or want. (Even before Fisk knows it.) See: episode 1x08 where he brings Vanessa.

And this is absolutely a scene that could play into unrequited Fiskley, where Wesley cares for him deeply, but knows he's not what Fisk actually needs in that situation. Which is to say I think it's very beautiful that if Wesley is in love with Fisk, he loves him in such a pure way where jealousy doesn't even register. Envy, maybe, but not jealousy. He genuinely just wants what's best for Fisk that will make him happy. (ಥ﹏ಥ) (Me trying to think of another fictional relationship this selfless.) Maybe I saw a Wesley post forever ago, or maybe I made it up. With a headcanon that he's aro/ace (no real evidence to the contrary), so he can't fit that role for Fisk. The alternative is to be there for him in every other way while ensuring his romantic relationships succeed.

So even if we swap out Vanessa with Matt, I don't think there would be any jealousy from Wesley. To answer that question.

As to what he thinks of the FiskMatt relationship...

They have a file on Matt Murdock with no red flags. He seems like a wholesome young man. Ambitious and bright, loves their city. Matt is so perfect for Fisk, it's almost too good to be true! Need to be certain though.

Imagine that Wesley is thorough about Matt for Fisk's sake. He has to be. When background checks come up squeaky clean, it's time for a little light surveillance. Can't be too cautious. Naturally, through it, he finds out Matt is Daredevil. (Matt goes into his apartment; Daredevil comes out. Multiple times. Something like that.) Does Wesley tell Fisk? ...Maybe, maybe not. I say because of 1x11 and how he handled Karen seeing Fisk's mother. To spare Fisk having to know about that invasion into his personal life, Wesley decides to handle Karen himself. (Granted, that could also have been because Fisk was distracted with Vanessa in the hospital at the time.) What about Wesley finding out Daredevil's identity though? Does he arrange a meeting with Matt and threaten his friends into making him cooperate, into quitting Daredevil and being the most enthusiastic lover Fisk could ever want? Similar to what he tried with Karen. What are Wesley's options here to protect Fisk's safety and happiness?

tbh, I love the idea of Matt in a relationship with Fisk because he wants to be or even just because he was doing it to get close and spy. But then Wesley finds out and blackmails/intimidates him to quit Daredevil and be the best boyfriend ever. Make Fisk happy. Now, Matt can't end the relationship if he wanted to. Maybe Wesley throws him a bone and Daredevil only gets demoted to petty street crime. Leave organized crime out of it.

Matt in a relationship against his will. (✿◡‿◡) Fisk doesn't know it's against his will. (✿◡‿◡) Fisk thinks Matt wants to be with him. (✿◡‿◡) It's two whumps for the price of one. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

That's one option. Haha. Others could be...

Knowing his identity makes Daredevil a softer target. Wesley arranges for his death without Fisk being aware. But he's there to comfort the man after. And Fisk never has to know. If anything, it would bolster Fisk's belief that the city needs him.

Wesley knows Matt's identity and tells Fisk. Because his happiness is important but his safety does eke out in front. He needs to be made aware. Fisk being told is tricky. Very tricky. I love the man, but as often as I think I have his thought process figured out, he does throw curve-balls. Though I guess since this is about Wesley, whether Fisk tried to work things out with Matt or decided to kill him, Wesley would support either choice or be the devil's advocate. (Literally? lol) I don't think he'd let Fisk commit to a decision without helping him determine the pros and cons of each. Fisk's happiness includes not watching him suffer regret afterward.

Okay, but let's say Matt is Daredevil and they know Matt is Daredevil and they work past it. Or maybe they knew his identity the whole time.

I joke about it in this fanart, but I do believe if Wesley knew Matt was Daredevil, he would be very protective of Fisk and distrustful of the relationship.

But he's also SO TORN! Because it's what Fisk wants! But is it what's best for him?! (This is the sort of logic puzzle you feed a robot Wesley if you want to watch him overheat and shut down.)

I think it could possibly settle into a groove of Fisk gets to be happy with Matt... because he has Wesley managing the paranoia aspect and keeping an eye on Matt. 😂 This feels very healthy.

I think in the house of cards that is the Fisk/Matt relationship, Wesley is just another gust of wind. 😆 BUT! If Matt actually stuck it out, I think Wesley would grow to trust him as well as depend on him as someone else who cares about Fisk. Or have one big act that shows Matt is sincere and leads to Wesley believing him.

I actually wrote a FiskMatt fic that has Wesley being passive aggressive towards Matt when Fisk is injured. But despite him not entirely liking or trusting Matt, he does acknowledge that he loves Fisk. This is a plot I feel like I could write many times over. Haha. Matt and Wesley was my favorite part. The Foggy too. I need more with the four of them.

But also Wesley when the relationship comes up: 🤣

But I'm curious what your thoughts on the subject would be as well. ♥👀

[ask-p03]

HI P03!! ^_° I'm super, super sorry if this is a barrage of questions, but how are you today? Is everything going smoothly? Anything interesting happen of late? ☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*

Also, plushie P03 says HI!!!

"I'm doing alright."

It answers the first question before going to answer the others.

"Everything is going as smoothly as it should."

He smirks.

"As of right now? Nothing interesting exact for the fact that beast no longer bothers me. No other scrybe bothers me actually."