#Adina – Take Care of You

[stariiesz]

୨⎯𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝙷𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝙰𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 ⎯୧

May 28th, 2017

“I… I like you Satoru.” The words fell out of your mouth suddenly.

It was the last day of high school. A bittersweet chapter in your life. Satoru, who had been your long-time crush, was perfect. Everybody loved him, and could you blame them? After all, He was popular, attractive, athletic, and very extroverted. He was everything you weren’t. You weren’t exactly popular, you were bad at sports, and you were very introverted.

He was so nice to everyone. Everyone that is but you. And you're not sure why he seems to hate you, he just does. Every time he sees you in the hallway he scoffs and rolls his eyes as if you're the bane of his existence. And because of Satoru’s open dislike for you, it influenced others to not like you too.

Not many people wanted to talk to you or hang out. The few times you had interaction with other class mates was for cheating of you or for school projects, not that they wanted to partner with you by choice. Sure you were kind of an outcast but it never really bothered you. You could care less what your other low-life classmates thought. Only one opinion mattered, and that was Satoru’s of course. Though, you were quite sure that man could care less about you.

So why were you now confessing such feelings to Satoru? You knew you weren’t going to see him again after high school, and you didn’t want to keep these feelings hidden away forever, so you devised a plan. You were going to walk up to him, confess, then bail before he could laugh at your pathetic feelings for him. It did take a lot of courage as you were stepping out of your comfort zone, but you needed him to know how you felt even if he didn’t feel the same which he probably wouldn’t. Even though he and his friends would laugh every time you walked by, and even though you were nowhere near his league, you still liked him. So you would give it a chance.

April 12th, 2017

You applied for a bunch of colleges in Japan and got in a few. However, Kyoto University is the one that you want to go to most. You were very excited to go because that was the college Satoru was going to, meaning you had a chance of running into him from time to time! You were feeding into your own delusions because if that ever did happen, Satoru wouldn’t have a change of heart and start liking you. He’d be just as rude and probably ignore you too. But a girl can dream, right?

While walking through the halls of the dreaded place called school, you happen to overhear a conversation between Satoru and some of his friends which completely change the plans you had made.

“Yeah, I got into a bunch!” Satoru said to his friends. “I really wanted to go to Kyoto and all but now I think I wanna go to the University of Tokyo!” Satoru said.

Your heart dropped. If he wasn’t going to Kyoto that meant you had no chance of seeing him in college. So these could be the last few weeks you could see him. Even though he despises you, being at the same college gave you a chance to at least see him. But now that was ruined.

“Oh Satoru, you’re going to the University of Tokyo too?” Adina asked as she put her hands on his broad shoulders. Adina was not very fond of you at all. She would even take it as far as to purposely bump into you just to humiliate you, but once again, it really didn’t bother you.

Adina turned to give you the nastiest look. “Uhh can we help you?” She asked you with an annoyed tone. At this point, Satoru was also staring at you. You ignored her comment and continued walking along.

As you walked the cold realization of him not going to the same college set in. This made you think of some way to see him after school ended. Unfortunately, nothing came to mind. So if you weren’t gonna see him after school ended the least you could do was confess and get these feelings you’ve had since freshman year out, right?

May 28th, 2017

Satoru was cleaning out his locker and signing the yearbooks of the usual classmate. You waited for the small crowd by him to die down so you could talk to him. When he noticed you come up. He rolled his eyes and scoffed upon seeing you. “What do you want?” He sighed as he put another textbook in a bag and eyed your figure.

You ignored his attitude as you were used to it and cleared your throat as you gathered up all the courage you had to confess. It was now or never. This could, no it probably would be the last time you had a chance to talk to Satoru. So you had to do it.

“I… I like you Satoru..” You said, feeling the relief after getting the confession of your chest. “And I know.. I know you don’t feel the same, I know I annoy you for some reason but I just..I needed to tell you before we go our separate ways.”

He was caught off guard when you confessed. He stopped mid-action turning over to you with a confused look on his face. His eyes widened upon hearing your confession. He opened his mouth to speak but you ran off before he could reject you, or so you thought. Unbunonnced to you he tried to run after you.

“Hey wait up!” He called after you before he ran into his friend group.

“Hey man, where are you speeding off to?” His friend asked. “Come on, let's go get something to eat to celebrate!”

Satoru looked back to see if you were there but you were gone. He sighed and then turned back to his friends with a small smile.

“Sure.” He replied walking off with them.

May 29th, 2017

Graduation day.

It was awkward when you and Satoru met eyes during the ceremony. You quickly looked away but he kept staring which you weren’t aware of. After the ceremony, you met up with your family and tried to leave as quickly as possible as you didn’t want to run into Satoru. There was a party being hosted by one of the popular boys which a lot of people were attending, including Satoru, but you weren’t invited so you really had nothing more to stay for.

You glanced at him one more time before leaving. There he was, as beautiful as always. He was laughing with a group of friends and seeing that made you smile. He was happy and that was all that mattered in the end. You savored the moment as it would be the last time you would see Satoru Gojo in all his glory… right?

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[your-favorite-spyho]

*Knocking at Lee’s door*

A messenger appears with a grin

GREETINGS! I beseech you with a message from our Superior Leviathan.

Hands Lee a scroll and it reads:

You are hereby summoned and required to appear before the The Court of Envy at 666 Envy Way, immediately, to answer to the call of their Deadliness, Leviathan, which is now on file with the Envy Court and you may obtain record of this summons via the court clerk.

Failure to appear to this summons may result in default judgment and thus leading to termination of access to the Envy ring.

Karen

Clerk of Court

The Court of Envy

(( @theleviafun ))

On her official day off (which she officially set for herself), Lee went down to Hell to pick up a few things from her old room at the princess hotel. Luckily, since the girls night out after the beach day, she no longer had to use the- currently well-guarded- Pearly Gates to get around. All thanks to Adina, who unexpectedly offered her help with the portals. Lee had no reason to refuse.

"I'll be back for you at 10pm, have fun~." Oh hell yeah baby, I will!

Lee changed into the sluttiest outfit of hers and was about to go pick up some girlies when she suddenly heard a knock on the door. She opened it and was immediately greeted by the messenger.

Wah- what??

She quickly reads the scroll and opens her mouth in shock.

...Yo. No way.

Lee shook her head, not believing what she read at first.

Fuck. You.

SUCK MY MANTIS- FUCKIN'- COCK. (Schnitzel: *side eye*)

WHAT DO YOU MEAN "SUMMONED BY LEVIATHAN"?!

She quickly began removing her makeup and changing into.. less revealing clothes.

For fuck's sake, right now?! UGH!! Da hell could Deadly Sin possibly want from a simple sinner? Does he know Imma technically not fuckin' allowed to leave da Pride RIng?!

Lee finished changing her clothes in a minute and immediately took on some random imp's form as a disguise.

Now care to take me dere since ya' already here, fella. -🍬

Shit, hopefully I'll be back by 10pm.

[seraphim-adina]

Vienna was getting back to work after visiting the memorial she and Ava had recently made in Lee's room. She still did not feel a thing... But does she have to? Having or not having feelings doesn't make you a bad or a good person. Sooner or later, this would happen. Knowing Lyra's scandalous character, many were hunting for her head. At least she'll no longer have to live in fear for her life.

May God forgive your evil deeds, sister. Rest in peace. Amen.

Even as Lyra's twin sister, the closest person she'd ever had, Vienna never understood her, not in their life or in the afterlife. Always restless, hasty, eager to challenge the whole world, passionate, devoted and at the same time extremely distrustful, as if there were only enemies everywhere. If she hadn't tried to play the hero at least once, none of this would have happened! It's not V's fault.

Has Lyra really never noticed that she herself creates problems, she then suffers from? Running away from home at a young age for the sake of a vague stupid dream, fighting and dying for a bunch of filthy monsters (being, perhaps, the monster herself), and then playing her spy games in Heaven to.. amuse herself? Maybe. No matter how much time has passed, she's still an incorrigible Nazi and impatient dangerous disgrace. She always was.

But what an interesting life she had.

Always surrounded by friends, always joking and laughing, always doing what she wants to do. A life Vienna could only dream of. Lyra was the life of the party. A good and understanding friend everyone would love to have. And yet she loved to say she was the only one who cared. What the hell was going on in her head? Didn't she realize it hurt? Was she just too proud to accept anyone's concern or was she looking for even more attention? No one will ever know.

Vienna pushed away thoughts of her sister and tried to focus on her plans for the day. Before she could take another step, she crashed into the tall demon, causing her mask to come unfastened and fall off.

Oh!.. I-I apologize...

This could be a serious problem. Only few demons here are friendly enough to simply forgive an encounter with them. She needs to think of something! A compliment may work!

V looked up to look at... oh. Holy shit. It's not a demon! Her eyes widened in shock as she noticed the shining halo and six wings behind the "demon" back.

Miss?.. A seraph? Wh-what are you doing in a place like this!? Is there anyone here with you? Exorcist guards? It's very dangerous! -🌸

Clearly, she did not recognize Lee's lover in this seraphim.

@your-favorite-therapist

Vienna might not have remembered Adina, but Adina sure as hell remembered Vienna.

YOU!

Her eyes glow red as she glares down at Vienna. Her many other eyes appear, all filled with hate and grief. Adina flexes out her claws and takes a step towards Vienna.

Give me one reason why I shouldn’t tear you apart right now. -🐇

[lizajane2]

I was reading through some of my drafts and I totally forgot I had this, and while it still needs a little tweaking; I love every part of this conversation:

Morpheus could not bring himself to face Adina. How could he? He made a vow to make sure that no harm would ever come to her, but he allowed it to happen. She was supposed to be safe with him, in his realm.

“You have been avoiding me.”

“Rose Walker is a priority I cannot ignore.”

“I’m not upset that you have more important things that require your attention rather I’m wondering why you can barely look me in the eye. Surely you can spare a minute of your time to tell me if I’ve done something to offend you.”

“No,” he assured swiftly.

“No, I haven’t offended you or no you’re not going to speak with me?”

“I’m addressing you now, am I not?”

“Why must you always make things more difficult than they have to be? I believed… well, it seems I was wrong to assume that we were beginning to become friends after all this time.”

Morpheus didn’t look up from the pages he absentmindedly flipped through, pretending that her presence didn’t affect him. That he wasn’t solely focused on how he was finally able to hear her voice after ninety years. Or the warmth she provided. He’d normally seek her out when he needed comfort but now, he’s reminded of his failure, of what could’ve happened to Adina if he had been too late.

“Would you prefer I no longer stay in the Dreaming? Is that what you wish for? Gods, tell me now or I’ll take your silence as my answer.”  

Of course, that wasn’t what he wanted, nor did he wish to be friends. Could he tell her what his heart truly desires? How he imagines kissing her pink lips and wonders how she might taste? Should he tell Adina how he longs to memorize every curve and crevice of her body with his fingertips and tongue? Would she tremble beneath him and moan his name in a breathless plea? Could he tell Adina that he spends hours on end wishing, imagining, dreaming how it might feel to embrace her without inhibitions? No. No he could not, so Morpheus decided to stay quiet.

Tears stung Adina’s eyes and she quickly tried to blink them away. Could he not see that his silence was hurting her?

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“No.”

"No?" She turned to him slowly, and his eyes burned bright like stars. He was angry. Adina almost wanted to laugh at his audacity. "Remove your hand, Morpheus."

"I will not allow you to step foot outside of my realm."

"We haven’t had a proper conversation in weeks, and you choose to command me. How dare you treat me as if I am one of your creations."

"You forget your place."

"What place do I have in your life? Two hundred years and I never questioned because I understood, but I see that out of pride and fear, you would rather prove Hob wrong than admit one simple truth. You are lonely." 

"Do not assume to know-."

"I am not finished," Adina interrupted, "and you will listen to me. Do you believe you are the only one here who feels lonely? For a century I had no idea who I was, in a vulnerable state that was taken advantage of by someone I viewed as a sister. Then my own father ripped me of my wings and chained me as punishment for abandoning him. I had no one to pray to, only you. Desperately hoping you might hear me one day."

Morpheus released the grip he had on her wrist and tears formed in his eyes, yet he refused to let them fall. As hard as he tried to forget the image of Adina being in pain, and Jessamy murdered in front of him, he could not. It haunted him. Adina was a constant reminder of how powerless and helpless he had been. He felt ashamed for not being able to protect her and angry with himself for not having more belief in Adina, just as Lucienne had.

"Do you have nothing to say," She asked quietly, giving him one last chance to speak with her, "do you truly not care for me?"

He could not blame her for thinking such a way. It was his choice to stay at a distance, one that Adina respected. But during his time as a captive, Morpheus found himself missing the rare moments when they walked through the garden she had grown in the Waking World. And how he would find her at the steps of his throne with a book in hand. He missed watching her interact with the nightmares and dreams he created. He had missed her.

Adina turned to leave again when he called out to her, his tone less demanding,

“Wait."

“I convinced myself you left," Morpheus finally spoke up and his admission caught her by surprise. “For decades, I believed your love for the Waking World outweighed your desire to stay here.”

“The Waking World or Robert Gadling?”

“Both, perhaps.”

“Yet I choose you every time. For the last two hundred years I stood at your side even when we were apart. Death herself would have to drag me away from you.”

“Yes, I am aware of that now,” he argued, closing the distance in a few strides. Morpheus hated the constant distance between them, physically and emotionally, despite it being his doing. “But it was better than the alternative.”

“If that’s how you truly feel then why continue to give me the cold shoulder?”

“I am reminded of my failure.”

“Morpheus-,” she tried to interject but he only continued.

“I should have had more belief in our friendship perhaps I could have found you sooner-.” His words halted when petite hands rested upon his chest,

“You are not at fault.”

“You're wrong. I swore that while humanity may be careless with your heart, I refuse to falter. Your suffering also became my burden to bear but even with all my precautions and demands, my creation of the Corinthian played a part in your capture.”

“An outcome that neither of us could have predicted.”

“One that I feel partially responsible for,” He placed a hand over hers and intertwined their fingers, squeezing gently. “I failed you.” 

“You haven’t failed me. Here, feel,” Adina placed his hand on her chest so he could feel the warmth of her skin and the strong beat of her heart. “Flesh, blood, and bone. I’m here if you will have me.”

Morpheus had slipped his arm around Adina’s waist, drawing her closer, and rested his forehead against her own. How long has he imagined holding her this way? How long has he desired to be mere inches from Adina’s lips and practically taste her? His thoughts were halted when he spotted the glint of a chain around her neck that was slightly hidden beneath her white satin blouse. To see the ring around her neck surprised him just as it confused him.

“You’re safe here,” he assured softly.

“I know but I like having you nearby even if it is just a piece of you,” she confessed, his gaze still on the ring he held between his fingers as if pondering.

Is it possible, he wondered. Could she feel even a fraction of what he did for her? The ring jingled against the chain as his fingers ever so gently glided up her throat, and he took notice of the way Adina’s chest heaved. As though his touch made it difficult for her to breathe

Adina’s free hand came up to the back of his neck, desperate to keep him where he stood. Morpheus pulled his head back a little to look into her eyes, an expression he’s never quite seen before. Or perhaps, it had always been there. The desperate longing to get closer to the other, to give into the desires that plagued her heart and mind.

“You hesitate.”

“It’s not hesitation but restraint,” he corrected, his fingers now getting tangled in her hair. “I do not know if I would be able to stop.”

“As if I’d want you to.”

[rayatii]

THE CONTINUED ADVENTURES OF MY INCREDIBLY BORING SIMS 4 GAMEPLAY (not self-deprecation; it's even pretty boring to me. Why did I put my game to long lifespan.), NEW POST BC TUMBLR IS BEING A BITCH FOR SOME UNKNOWN REASON, HERE WE GO:

Besties fishing :) (also Adina caught 2 fishes, and I'm planning on having her gift them to Nemorino, the next time they see each other.)

also idk why Nemorino's dad got glasses all of a sudden. They don't even appear on CAS wtf

also taking care of chickens is really difficult. You can't clean them, so ughhhh

[seraphim-sarai]

Mumbling under her breath, Dahlia barges past everyone, ignoring her surroundings. Winners anxiously avoid her. Stupid Ava. Stupid ignorant, milkable fu- She gets cut off as she bumps into a tall, blue thing.

Watch where you're going, love. She growls furiously. Who does this bitch think she is? Bumping into her? Dahlia? The greatest exorcist ever known? How rude of them.

- @exorcist-dahlia

Sarai was not in a good mood. They had been chewed out by Sadie for their treatment of Ava, and lost their lover to Adina. What’s more was that now, apparently, she was expected to complete an assessment as a guardian angel. How was she supposed to do that if she couldn’t even take care of herself?

The small Exorcist bumping into her did not make anything better, especially not with how rude she was.

“Excuse me?” She said to the Exorcist, “From where I was standing, it seemed like you were the one that barged into me. I believe an apology is in order.”

[seraphim-grace]

[Broken after her unrequited confession, Lee wanders along the promenade. She hid from Tits and Lefty by taking on the form of a tall moth winner. I can't go back to the hotel. I need to help Emily, Lefty and Tits save Ass. But Lee's head is busy with thoughts about her beloved Bunny Seraphim. I need to forget about Adina, she doesn’t care about me anyway. It was obvious from the very beginning.]

[Lee, like a shadow, approaches the first Seraphim she likes. She chuckles and hugs Grace from behind.]

Hi, pretty.~ -🍬

@your-favorite-therapist

Grace freezes for a second, before pulling loose and glaring at the "moth". She wants to lash out, but knows she shouldn't.

Hello, dear. Can I help you with something? Her eyes twitches in annoyance. The seraph despises being polite to people who piss her off. "I wish I could just slap her and tell her to fuck off."

And please, refrain from any physical contact without introducing yourself. I don't like people strangers touching me. Grace says with a sickeningly sweet smile.

[cainache]

more butcher than man ♱ rockstar!eddie munson (reader goes by cady brocks, it’s her middle & last name!)

He'd known you weren't that bright the second he met you at that party in the hills six months ago. And no, he doesn't mean bright in the way you think. You’re smart, so damn smart. He means bright in just the way that you are. You're not a very happy girl.

Anyone who knew your insides could tell. If they’d taken the time to slice you open and personally talk with your organs, they’d know. You repulse at just about everything you do, and it makes him kind of sad. But he doesn't know how to tell you that—tell you that you’re the best and he kind of cares about you. No, he does care about you crazy, he just doesn’t know it yet. It’s so out of character for him, being serious with one girl.

He’s not going to tell you. He definitely won't. He has a reputation to uphold.

He's big bad Eddie fucking Munson.

He's been around the scene since he was twenty two—clawing his way out of Indiana with two guys he called his best friends, he's almost twenty seven now and has just about seen it all and more. At this point, it's like Corroded Coffin is never going to die.

He hopes they won't.

There's five of them now. Gareth, he's grown out his baby face, finally, has gotten ridiculously taller and more lean. Jeff, the tallest of them all, which hadn't been the case back home, his jaw as sharp as butcher knives. And Eddie, he’s everything and everywhere. He’s as quick as those butcher knives. Eddie likes to joke that all the drugs they did made them grow up all big and bad. They’re fucking rockstars.

The ones who didn't come from home, Tatum and Brooks. They're cool guys. Tatum's everyone's fuckin’ heartthrob, him and Eddie's names are always clashing in magazines at who's better with the ladies and occasionally guys. But it's Eddie, only because Tatum's got a chick who's been a soft secret for the last year and a half. They wonder, the media, what Tate's been doing recently. Why he’s been so silent with his night rendezvous that just randomly stopped. He doesn't give a minded fuck, he's keen on making sure the world doesn't dig its nails into Stella. She's a real sweet girl, Eddie knows, she's almost too sweet for Tate. Brooks is a different story, he's as loose as they come. He doesn't pick fights, he plays his music—get his job done, does the drugs, has the girls, and still manages to be at sound check early. Eddie doesn't understand how he does it. Really.

Crystal wishes he'd take some notes from Brooks.

Crystal's a dear. Corroded Coffin's all too dedicated manager, a woman who couldn't have kids and somehow ended up with five too old son's. Eddie loves her, she reminds him of his own before she passed.

But all of that’s besides the point. Right now is about you and how you’re a ticking time bomb he’s been trying to disengage for months now. He likes to think he’s made some progress.

Brooks thinks he’s stupid as fuck for getting caught up in a girl like you. But Eddie’s stop listening to Brooks around year two. So…

You play the guitar in a girl band called Bitten Lace. The names a bit much for you, but you didn’t have a say in it. It’s a four women show, one that makes you feel queasy and really silly. This was a stupid high school thing you guys did for some extra cash to get out of high school and into college; Boston wasn’t fun. But at one particular, silly, wedding—an all too rich man from New York was there and he liked what he saw.

You weren’t ready to pick up and leave, your little sister was six and your mother worked too much at the hospital—and your college essay was almost done. But Mave, a too powerful lead singer was persistent, full of guilt trips and gaslighting. Cady, c’mon! We’d be nothing without you! Don’t do this to us, we need you. With two pleading girls behind her, Trixie and Adina, what were you supposed to do.

You left home, with them.

You weren’t even sure if they really would’ve needed you to get by as a band, but your manger, Summer Lovewell, has said otherwise. You’re good at what you do, even if it’s not what you wanted to do.

It’s why Eddie notices you so quickly the night of that party. Everyone looked more than pleased to be there. Sex on walls and couches and unknown beds. Drugs on skin. Music in ears. It was his scene, his favorite fucking scene.

But staring at you on the balcony by yourself with a sparkling water down by your small kitten heels made his chest feel kind of funny.

Why were you alone?

Of course he knew who you were. You were younger than him and the media loves younger things. You, twenty two and new to fame. Cady fuckin’ Brocks! Beautiful and a little too soft by the media’s words and digs, they were awfully mean to you.

Bitten Lace had popped up like a firework and repeated sending colors to the sky. You guys were fuckin’ good. You were fuckin’ good.

He doesn’t remember what he said to you that night, too coked out. Sometimes, when he simply observes you—he wishes he had been sober that night. He wishes he remembered talking to you. He’s not even really sure how it escalated from there, but now, your like this all too big scarlet secret he’s trying his very hardest to keep away from flashing cameras and attention seeking tabloids.

He knows you, but he wants to know you better.

“Eds. Do you think I look silly in this?” Your voice is soft and your sitting on the hotel floor of Eddie’s room. He’s on tour, again, in Chicago—Bitten Lace happens to be here for press on a new world hit single.

He’s just gotten off of a show, shirtless, jeans a little too big in the waist, black socks, smudge makeup, and a bit of a smell.

He can’t find the wipes to get the glitter and black liner off his face. He’s still a mess. “Silly in what?” He asks with a mumble as he goes through another black book bag. Unlike his band mates, he doesn’t fuck with suitcases. He travels the world with three Jansport book bags that have kissed hell and back about six times. You tease him for them.

“In this..?” Like he’s supposed to know what you’re talking about, he doesn’t even know what you’re looking at—but he let’s you talk. He can’t find the damn wipes— “I don’t know, I didn’t like the shorts. They’re too tiny and the top was even smaller. Like I get it, we have an image, but the image only seems to look decent on Mave. I don’t have strong muscles in my stomach like that.” He hasn’t looked back at you but he gets what you’re talking about now.

He pauses with his bag and looks at you from over his shoulder. Your peering down at Blitz Magazine, Bitten Lace making the cover and a pretty thick section in the pages. The photoshoot for that had been agonizing. Mave’s judging looks to get your shit together and stop tweaking and Adina’s complaining was enough to have you crying in the shower after you’d gotten back to your small apartment. Trixie is much kinder and actually a friend. She’d been pretty silent throughout the whole thing, saying her thank you’s and giving her kind smiles when she needed to. You had tried to follow that method, but it hadn’t stuck.

You guys are big now, a year and a half in and Mave would kill someone if you guys started to slip in relevance. You’re tired and this isn’t what you signed up for in the slightest. But you don’t complain, you send your mother too much or your money, one might think, so she can work less and you call your little sister way too much. It’s really all you can do from here, where ever that is at the time. You don’t get a lot of free time to head back to Boston every now and then and see them. Eddie knows it bothers you. Unlike you, he hates going home and hasn’t been in four years. Hawkins does not need him. Plus, Wayne just likes to chat on the phone. Letters are cool too.

Eddie’s forgotten about the wipes now. His eyes on you as your fingers drag over the photos of the magazine. He hadn’t even been aware you were going to be in it, you hadn’t told him, of course you hadn’t. Brooks had, smacking the article into his chest after the show an hour ago—check out your chick, Munson. Goddamn. It had been moments before you arrived. He hadn’t even been able to look at it yet or give Brooks shit for his foxy words and tone.

He’s standing before you and looking down at the page, he spots you instantly. You are in tiny clothing. You’ve got white and tan cowboy boots on, small-small denim shorts that are tight in the waist and loose around your thighs. There’s a silver chain around your left thigh with a heart charm, it’s cute, Eddie thinks. Your shirt is indeed even tinier than the shorts, tight to your skin and flattering. It’s knitted and triangle shaped around your breast. It’s a nice tank top. You’ve got jewelry everywhere, much more than he’s ever seen you wear. Your hairs blown out and looks lighter—has your hair gotten lighter? He hasn’t seen you in almost two months, this shoot was almost a month ago.. His eyes drag to your hair now, pulled back in a very loose ponytail, you’ve got strands falling and framing your face. Your hair does look lighter. He wonders why you hadn’t brought it up? He kind of wants to kiss you.

“You look killer,” he says softly. He means it.

Your eyes flicker up to his, your chin now aimed up at him. You look so clean. Your lips are parted. “Seriously?”

Eddie smiles and sticks his hand out for you, you take it instantly as he yanks you up too aggressively. You slouch into his chest a little as he leans down to snatch up the magazine. He has a hand still on your arm and the other is holding up the pages. “I think the outfit is fuckin’ cool.” And he’s not just saying that too make you feel better, he really does means it. You look good and it’s all flattering, despite how you see yourself.

“Are you yanking my hair?” Eddie rolls his eyes at your weird phrases and drops the magazine on his made bed. “No. I am not yanking your hair. You look hot, killer.”

Your rolling your eyes now, shoving away from him as your cheeks go all red. He beams like a schoolboy at your sweet reaction.

You’re a slice of heaven.

You slouch into his bed, the sheets creasing under you. Your face is lined with his waist now. You lean forward and let your head meet his bare lower abdomen. It flexes for a second before a hand of his gently cups the crown of your head. “The wipes are by your first bag, by the way. You’ve missed them twice now.”

Eddie scoffs and laugh a little mean, he messes your hair. It is lighter. They’ve add more highlights to you. “You’re so mean.” He says as he pulls away from you to get the wipes, sticking out from under his first bag.

You smile and slide back onto his bed. “I’ll make it up to you and take off the glitter for you, rockstar.”

Eddie smiles, it’s faint and he’s glad you don’t see it. Not very metal of him. “Deal.”

[littlegreenfag-archive]

I think it’s time for me to leave this blog. I’ve done everything I can do, and at this point sticking around only serves to hurt me more. These past several days have been some of the most stressful in my life, and I look forward to getting to take a break from this whole situation for the first time in months.

To everyone who has been hurt by Adina, I’m truly sorry. I hope that you are all able to heal and move past this some day. What Adina put us all through was immensely cruel and deeply manipulative. This is doubly true for all of Adina’s Jewish and Romani followers. I cannot even begin to imagine the amount of pain and distress this must have caused for you all. Words cannot begin to describe how sick it is for someone to have taken advantage of your suffering and trauma just to make themself feel more “interesting”. Any emotions you may be feeling right now are completely warranted. You gave Adina your trust, and they intentionally chose to shatter it as painfully as possible. You never deserved that, and you never will. From the bottom of my heart, I hope you can all find peace and healing after this experience.

To Adina, because I know you will be reading this sooner or later; I do genuinely hope you receive the help you need. You have hurt me and numerous others in ways that can never be fully described. Still, I wish you the best. While you may never be forgiven, I hope that you are able to someday grow to regret your actions. Like I said when this all started, you deserve more than for this to be your entire life. You have to be the one to make that decision, though. For now, you have to live with the knowledge of the immense amount of suffering you have brought to people who loved, trusted, and cared for you. The only one of us who can decide what you’re going to do with that, is you. I hope you think about that, and I hope you decide to make good choices.

[livdaboba]

Currently still 8%, 100k words demo

And silence spoke to you like a rat biting the rope holding you from falling into insanity.

Justice or your destiny?

All you knew was the cursed,

“Welcome home.”

Born as the son/daughter of the dethroned emperor, you lived much of your life in hiding, being trained to rebel against the current tyrant of a ruler.

However everything changed at the month you turned 16.

The elders of the rebellion decreeing you to gain fame at the upcoming tournament known as the election, you are forced to take your first steps in reclaiming your father’s throne.

Carve your own journey, a passionate rebel or a rebellious anarchist? Take down the tyrant that is nibbling on the lives of his people and discover the rottenness of the rebellion!

Chose your fate

Lead the rebellion/ Be a fugitive wanted by the tyrant and the rebellion/ Infiltrate into the depths of the tyrant’s court

Potentially be corrupt

Customize your pc

Combat centered/ Charismatic/ Wise/ mixed

Male/female

Determine your personality

Determine your self esteem

Dynamic gameplay

Betray and be betrayed

Convert your enemies into comrades

Be convinced to side with the enemy

Different branches of love with same RO

Discover secret routes

Encounter assassination attempts

Romance and rivals

3 Opposite gender RO

2 set male RO

2 set female RO

Adventure theme

Slowly descend into angst and darkness. From the first step of adventure. Enter the mind of your character and chose what to let go.

Customize your faith

Christian (struggling and reborn)

Christian Nazirite (struggling and reborn)

Unbeliever

Romantic options

Aden/Adina [M/F]

A brunette with a knack for decisive and violent response. Aden/Adina is one of the strongest rebel in your generation, with no serious flaws. You often wonder what your childhood friend hides behind those striking green eyes. Calm on the surface but a wreck inside, only you know of the tempest brewing.

*self esteem issues, may be manipulative depending on choices. Aden(distant, yet caring and respects you), Adina (Capricious, yet secretly caring)

Ronnie [M]

A blue eyed red head, Ronnie is charismatic oriented person yet actually a laid back guy who befriends everybody instead of a heart robber. You often wondered how he was so uncaringly positive until you noticed not everything is as it seems.

*Laidback yet protective (bro vibes)

Elias/Liana [M/F]

As mysterious as Elias’s/Liana’s mismatched eyes and as tantalizing as his/her sculpted olive build. Change how you meet this RO and explore three different dynamics with this character. And decide the flow of your relationship. (No spoiler).

*enemy to lovers/ friends to enemies/ lovers to enemies/ enemies to friends

(Elias- stoic|Liana- flirty)

[If you play female pc, Liana would exist as Elias’s siblings and vice versa]

Feiyu [F]

Doe eyes and a cute twin bun hairstyle. Feiyu is Innocent… or is she really? Tied to an organization that still brings goosebumps when you think of it. Deal with the complexity of the game when her allegiance to the rebellion surpasses yours.

*Just a really nice girl

Shanon [F]

Strong headed and a body honed for combat. She is a student part timing as a blacksmith, and partaking the tournament where the winner will be recruited into the empire. Dangerous sense of morals and those amber eyes which hides no emotions.

*strong personality

Zion [M]

The tyrant who started all the tragedy. Loving him would be everything wrong, yet there is something about him that pulls you under. Be it his immoral love and unchecked obsession.

*???

Mark

Potentially more to come.

Prove that black hair does not equal to a calm personality. Mark is dash of energy ready to irk the heck out of you. Mark is an adventurous agent of the Chatoyant who does everything exciting and often desires to drag you into his “marvelous” schemes.

???

An RO that I might scrap.

Demo link below:

[ballparkscubicle]

White Rose Au

Cw: implied csa, transphobia, internalized homophobia, dubious sugar daddy, pregnancy, and implied abuse

Rowan is a porn star, and Adonis is a handyman. They meet in a pretty normal situation growing to be friends and eventually fuck buddies. Though they both want more than that.

Rowan was abused despite being sheltered, leading to his hypersexual tendencies and later work in the porn industry, so when he came out as trans at age eighteen, he was rejected by his family.

Rowan was able to make out with a good chunk of money that he saved and invested, but he picked up a job stripping due to not having any job experience after dropping out of college.

From there, he went through a rough four years, refusing to touch his money out of stubbornness, so he only had the money from stripping.

Eventually, he got a sugar daddy, but it wasn't the best situation. When the man passed away of old age, Rowan was picked up by Adina at the funeral who he knew from his time to being a sugar baby.

Adina let him crash with her for a month before offering him a job as a receptionist, to which Rowan asks if he can be a model for her.

After that, he gets famous pretty quickly and is able to afford to move out and get his own apartment, leading to him meeting Adonis.

He meets Adonis because he needs work done on his apartment, and Adonis is like, "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" Because he *watches* Rowan's films, even though he claims to be straight, and now he's working on shit in Rowan’s house!

Rowan is just lounging while Adonis works on putting in a new bath, and then Adonis freaks out internally when Rowan offers him water and a sandwich.

Rowan in real life is a brat, much like some of the roles he plays, so Adonis stalling and not accepting the food and drink makes Rowan annoyed. He says something bitchy after Adonis takes the stuff and Adonis without thinking says "you really are a brat!"

Rowan just looks at him with an "oh you watch my porn" look, causing Adonis to immediately turn around and walk back to the bathroom, lock the door, and quietly eat the sandwich.

Rowan and Adonis eventually become friends leading to them fucking. They develop feelings for each other but don't say anything, because they think the other doesn't want a serious relationship.

They get into a nasty fight before Rowan can tell Adonis he's pregnant. Adonis meets Arlo and they get together. Adonis eventually finds out that Rowan is pregnant six months in, and he freaks out because he is scared Rowan will die.

When he finds out its twins, he thinks that he'll lose Rowan and the babies for sure. After the boys are born, they decide to name them Liam and Ermis. Rowan and Adonis get a townhouse after they officially get together, so they have room for the twins and Mila.

Arlo and Adonis were together during the six months between the fight Adonis and Rowan had, and when Adonis found out Rowan was pregnant.

Arlo was the one to encourage Adonis to go back to Rowan and see if he wanted to rekindle the relationship and get help from Adonis. When Arlo’s job goes out of business, Adonis wants to take him in, and Rowan is like, "I guess that man means something to you. He can stay…”

To which Arlo is so helpful and genuinely nice Rowan starts to see what Adonis saw in him. Arlo becomes a house husband and takes care of Mila, Ermis, and Liam during the days Rowan and Adonis work. Arlo homeschools Mila along with private tutors due to her getting in fights with bullies.

[jacks-dark-oc-stuff]

White Rose Au

Cw: implyed csa, transphobia, internalized homophobia, dubious sugar daddy, pregnancy, and impyed abuse

Rowan is a porn star, and Adonis is a handyman. They meet in a pretty normal situation growing to be friends and eventually fuck buddies. Though they both want more than that.

Edited to add a bit of info.

Rowan was abused despite being sheltered, leading to his hyper sexual tendencies and later work in the porn industry, so when he came out as trans at age eighteen, he was rejected by his family.

Rowan was able to make out with a good chunk of money that he saved and invested, but he picked up a job stripping due to not having any job experience after dropping out of college.

From there, he went through a rough four years, refusing to touch his money out of stubbornness, so he only had the money from stripping.

Eventually, he got a sugar daddy, but it wasn't the best situation. When the man passed away of old age, Rowan was picked up by Adina at the funeral who he knew from his time to being a sugar baby.

Adina let him crash with her for a month before offering him a job as a receptionist, to which Rowan asks if he can be a model for her.

After that, he gets famous pretty quickly and is able to afford to move out and get his own apartment, leading to him meeting Adonis.

He meets Adonis because he needs work done on his apartment, and Adonis is like, "Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" Because he *watches* Rowan's films, even though he claims to be straight, and now he's working on shit in Rowan’s house!

Rowan is just lounging while Adonis works on putting in a new bath, and then Adonis freaks out internally when Rowan offers him water and a sandwich.

Rowan in real life is a brat, much like some of the roles he plays, so Adonis stalling and not accepting the food and drink makes Rowan annoyed. He says something bitchy after Adonis takes the stuff and Adonis without thinking says "you really are a brat!"

Rowan just looks at him with an "oh you watch my porn" look, causing Adonis to immediately turn around and walk back to the bathroom, lock the door, and quietly eat the sandwich.

Rowan and Adonis eventually become friends leading to them fucking. They develop feelings for each other but don't say anything, because they think the other doesn't want a serious relationship.

They get into a nasty fight before Rowan can tell Adonis he's pregnant. Adonis meets Arlo and they get together. Adonis eventually finds out that Rowan is pregnant six months in, and he freaks out because he is scared Rowan will die.

When he finds out its twins, he thinks that he'll lose Rowan and the babies for sure. After the boys are born, they decide to name them Liam and Ermis. Rowan and Adonis get a townhouse after they officially get together, so they have room for the twins and Mila.

Arlo and Adonis were together during the six months between the fight Adonis and Rowan had, and when Adonis found out Rowan was pregnant.

Arlo was the one to encourage Adonis to go back to Rowan and see if he wanted to rekindle the relationship and get help from Adonis. When Arlo’s job goes out of business, Adonis wants to take him in, and Rowan is like, "I guess that man means something to you. He can stay…”

To which Arlo is so helpful and genuinely nice Rowan starts to see what Adonis saw in him. Arlo becomes a house husband and takes care of Mila, Ermis, and Liam during the days Rowan and Adonis work. Arlo homeschools Mila along with private tutors due to her getting in fights with bullies.

[seraphim-adina]

Internal Dialogue

There is hardly any time for Adina to react as her windows are shattered and two Exorcists surround her. They quickly wrap her up in angelic steel chains to lock her in place and force her onto her knees. She attempts to wriggle free, only for the both of them to pull the chains tighter. Through her vision that was recently blurred with tears after her conversation with Lee, she is able to make out the features of the Exorcists Ava and Milan.

They have the nerve to do this to me? Do they know who I am!?

She becomes aware of Emily’s presence, the elder Seraph carrying herself in an intimidating manner that very closely mimicked Sera’s disapproving glare. One could definitely tell they were sisters.

“Let’s make this quick, Adina,” Emily said sharply, “What do you know about the Exorcist that was taken by Sera?”

Oh, so that’s what this is about. 

Adina was annoyed at Emily and the two Exorcists for daring to interrupt her during a particularly vulnerable moment - never mind that she was the one that caused the Seraph pain by tattling to Sera! She’d answer, but not in a way that was fun…for them.

“Exorcist? What in the Name of Heaven are you talking about~?” She asked coyly, feigning ignorance, “Am I to be aware of every Exorcist in Heaven~? Or…in Hell~?”

She takes note of the two Exorcists restraining her. She hadn’t seen Ava in so long, and something in her chest felt odd at the sight of him.

“Oh, Ava, there you are~,” she said, her forked tongue flicking past her lips, “It’s been a while, hasn’t it, dear~?”

“Do you have to be aware of every Exorcist? Absolutely not, but it wouldn’t shock anyone here to find out that you are.” Emily snapped, seeing Adina trying to deflect the confrontation. She drew closer to her but stayed far enough back so Adina couldn’t reach her. “Choose your next words carefully, Adina. Your life depends on your usefulness.”

The Seraph came even closer. 

“Now I will ask again, Adina. What. Do. You. Know?”

The Joybringer seemed on the verge of lashing out. As expected. Adina decided to keep playing.

“Oh, this is about that little Fallen friend of yours, isn’t it~?” She asked, “The one with the crude name? What was it again? Posterior? Butt? Leave it to dearly departed Adam to come up with such names. Hmhm, well, it doesn’t matter. She won’t have such a vulgar name after what will be done to her. Consider it…an upgrade~.”

No one expected the joyful Seraph to smack Adina across the face, especially not Adina herself. It stung like hell, the sound ringing throughout Adina’s quarters. 

“Tell me where she is or find yourself following in Adam’s footsteps.”

Now, Adina was just as angry as Emily.

“If you must know, dear~,” she said, her voice low and condescending, “Sera has seen to it personally that your dear friend be taken care of~.”

She laughed mirthlessly. maliciously.

“Hmhm~! No point in wondering where she is! It is already finished. Your beloved is a whole new angel, a better one~.”

“So don’t worry that little head of yours. You’ll see her soon enough in the Promenade. I think you’ll find that she looks stunning in that new Guard role of hers~.”

Adina sees the absolute disgust, rage and fear cloud Emily’s face, and is delighted. Knowing she was the one that could make such a well-known Seraph such as Emily feel such things made her feel powerful, worthy. It made her feel untouchable. 

As she looked into “Milan’s” eyes, she could find those same emotions. Of course, she had been working on the little Exorcist for a little over a month now, and Milan was practically eating out of the palm of her hand. Though now that she was on the side of Emily and Ava…it seems she would have to increase her use of venom on her.

Her three eyes then fell on the hateful gaze of "Ava". She expected it, but at the same time…how dare he?

“Oh don’t look at me like that,” she said to “Ava”, as if scolding a disobedient child, “I am only trying to help Emily here, like I did for you, don’t you remember? But of course, you both are so ungrateful towards me~.”

“Ava” scowled.

“Liar. You loved breaking me down. Why don’t you just cut the crap and admit it already?”

Adina bared her teeth at Ava’s comment. “You-”

“I what? Everything that's happened? It was all you. Always has been. Always will be.”

Adina’s fur prickled at the Exorcist’s words, not at all realizing that she was the only one hearing them.

“I…I don’t know what you mean.” She exclaimed, her voice shaking towards the end, “I am a Seraph! Worthy of Heaven’s adoration! You…You are nothing! You are-”

Adina trembled as she confronted herself. She couldn’t handle it, what she had done and who she was. So, she did the only thing she knew how to do.

Hurt someone else.

Striking fast, she sunk her fangs into “Ava’s” neck.

Then she felt the sharpness of a blade puncture her skin, eliciting a gasp from her as ichor flowed out from her wound. Adina is then forcefully yanked, meeting the hateful gaze of “Milan”.

“Lee sends her regards.” Spits the Exorcist, before smashing the haft of her weapon across Adina’s face.

Adina crumples to the ground from the blunt force, in some of the most agonizing pain she’s ever felt. Though she’s blacked out, she can still just barely make out the muffled voices of Emily and the Exorcists discussing attending the upcoming Promenade event. Small drops splatter onto her wounds, which she recognizes as holy water as they cause her wounds to close up. Her hearing and strength returns to her slowly, but she remains still as to not rouse her interrogators. 

Two portals open, and then the angels were gone, leaving Adina alone with her injuries and her thoughts.

[askoverlordvox]

Lutualverse Update!

Welcome back to the show, folks, and boy do we have a juicy one for you today. In the lead up to the Party on the Promenade, things are moving and shaking in Heaven- and almost all of them are bad! Really bad! Couldn't happen to more sanctimonious assholes, am I right? Let's get a quick rundown going.

Top news today is the official dissolution of Leedina, the ship that makes you reach for either the bug spray or the hunting rifle. Is this a Brangelina break up or have the Gates truly parted? Who knows but one thing is for certain: that bunny bitch did not see it comin'! Poor thing's misery almost make me die again from laughter.

And, the universe decided to keep the beatdowns coming as Adina was then subdued with stunning ease by two former murder angels. It's one thing to lose to the ones actively doing the job but when you're getting chained up by those who've been leading beginner yoga classes? Pfft, that's embarrassing! And getting bitchslapped by the Joy of Heaven? If she had much of an ego, she won't after that!

Now there's a line-up of Heaven's biggest hens about to peck each others eyes out as corruption and betrayals are revealed! Who will survive? Who will be unmade? And who doesn't care about any of that shit because it's literally not their fucking problem? Don't you worry, folks, as we here at VoxTek™ are committed to bringing you all the drama, angst, and existential dread your poor little Sinner hearts can take- and I know Sinners aren't the only ones watching.

We'll be broadcasting the show, live, so all you pleasantly unaffected parties can watch the everything implodes and the pristine image of Heaven crumbles to dust around those who've looked down on us for so long. Be sure to send in your questions, comments, and predictions- Exterminations were their entertainment; their own reckoning will be ours!

But, you might be asking: Vox, should we be worried? What will Heaven's retaliation be like? Can Hell survive? And to that I say, folks, that you have nothing to worry about. We at Voxtek™ are working 'round the clock to improve your security- and, for the low, low price of $9.99 a day, you can feel safe and secure in the knowledge that you're a step ahead of whatever Heaven throws our way!

Thanks for joining us and remember...

Don't touch that dial!

[rayatii]

Continuing on!

LMAO, Isotta playing with that little drawer 😂

Cougar is speaking with Principessa ghost?!!

awwww father and daughter playing together 🥰🥰

How about a bit of slow dancing to prom music?

That new reward event thingy has started, and Nemorino's answer to the first question is hilarious, especially given that he never had a TV growing up. (Adina's answer was the exact same thing lol)

Atalanta why did you take a shit in the greenhouse???

I invited Adina's parents over, and they autonomously decided to go watch the sky together, aww.

(it's a crazy thing that has been going on with couples since Lovestruck came out)

Bonding with the in-laws!

The twins are asleep, let's romantically stargaze!

Ooooooh, confrontation!!

(I think the fox ended up killing the rabbit shortly after.)

Yuki Behr (Adina's former high school classmate) decided to drop by, and Nemorino just happened to be caring for Tristano at that time.

Nice answer, Daniele.

Nemorino, you never had a stereo growing up. (anyway, a little bit of flirting going on, while preparing to age up the twins...)

Blow these candles, Isotta!

(it's a shame you can't age them up both at the same, and I kinda regret not making them wear either their formal or party clothes for the occasion. But at least it's still on my gallery.)

Now it's Tristano's turn!

I revamped the twins' room, of course. Replaced their cribs with new beds, and gave them a building table thing from Parenthood, and a little radio for them to dance!

Nighty night, little nooboos.

Adina's answer is the exact same as Daniele. Makes sense, of course.

omg, Little Simzee the Cowplant has grown up to her full size!! She needs some feeding!

We got a little music lover here! (yeah, my manipulation.)

Doll drama time! (and yes, I had Adina and Nemorino go on a date; initially in the national park in Henford-on-Bagley, before returning home. It's Love Day, after all!)

AWWWWW

As I said, today is Love Day. Adina did the "Build Up Partner" interaction to Nemorino, and this granted him the Romantic Sage trait at long last!!! May they both pass it on to all their children!

Here's a closer look at the twins:

I gave Isotta this dress with a guitar on it, to represent her future trajectory in life. (And yes, I did change her hairstyle; this is my gameplay and I can do whatever I want!)

I love that Tristano somehow managed to defy the laws of genetics and get curly hair. I didn't change that one, I think he looks cute.

You can now download the upgraded family from my gallery page! And yes, I gave their parents makeovers as well. I thought that as growing parents to growing crazy kids, they'd want to start becoming a bit more pragmatic.

[official-saul-goodman]

wishing you and everyone else victimized by Adina all the best! take care!

Thank you! You also take care.