#BUT DAMN LET ME LIVE I HAVE OTHER THINGS TO DO THAN YAP ABOUT HOW INSPIRATIONAL AND MOTIVATIONAL YOU ARE.

[vcutparis]

I LOVE HONGJOONG SO MUCH OH MY GOSOIHDGYDHB MY FAWKIDBF BAOBEI MY BAOBEIIIIIIIII MY CUTIEFUL PIE NOM NOM NOM HES SO (jumps off the building)

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[jazeswhbhaven]

He Can Match Your Freak | Asmodeus Selfie Spoilers

OKAY sooo FINALLY I'm posting this lol it's probably going to be like two parts maybe??? Let's see how this goes because I'm learning to not post thousands of screenshots unless it's relevant.

First. I'm skipping the prologue because most have seen it, and I'm doing a different thing with that anyway.

SOOO it's gonna be a crash course ya'll with jumping right in when MC is in his room about to get them cheeks clapped.

He wants to know more about MC because of what he's heard and well he wouldn't be wrong here. MC apparently is quite the deviant. And you can tell the writers tried to describe him as majestic and breathtaking as possible because the way MC sees him is similar to how they see Leviathan.

Until they said this mess.

G I R L WH A T

Even Asmo was like ???? But he has a sense of humor so he just laughed it off which I mean okay yes as if he would care about that phrase being weird.

But MC out here actin' up once a g a i n. lol

But also they mention his body odor keeps wafting over in MC's nose clearly yeah because not only them pheromones' but uh anyways we'll get to that part later

And MC was just like covering their nose and is like "this is dangerous" and for me ya'll?

I'd be afraid to offend him by saying he smells ripe which I'm sure he wouldn't be offended because I'm not sure what would offend him at this point in time.

So big boi puts a sigil on MC's body similar to a womb tattoo which is why he said "be surprised you aren't pregnant" but this symbol makes you into his "female" no matter the gender. He goes to say it nicely that you're his "virgin" though.

And with that, most of what's happening is that MC is feeling the effects of Asmo without him even doing much of anything just yet. The feelings of having climaxed multiple times over, hazy, losing your goddamn mind.

That sort of thing.

Baby I would have cried on the spot. What do you mean be your companion?

Yup he asked MC to not only be his one night stand but to basically be his and that he thinks he could fall in love with them.

He says that he can fall in love at first sight despite his reputation. And also he mentions MC is his third love. First was Solomon (rejected him and wouldn't tell him who it is he was in love with) and two his late wife who was a witch and it's their children/descendants who are the Unholyc that inhabit Earth.

I'mma be honest with ya'll I didn't finish Lovely Unholyc because I was mostly interested in William, there was no route for him at that time so I just kinda dipped, tried again and then dipped lol

oh btw he apparently just straight up wanted to yap about him clapping Solomon's cheeks and getting his cheeks clapped back and how many damn positions they did and I'm trying to wrap my head around what the fuck they did because at one point surely they were on the ceiling or floating mid-air, like I don't even know

But his wife who chose to live on Earth and grow old and die normally put a curse on his soul. He can love and fuck whoever he wants and should never be lonely but he can't have any more children. If he does, they die, and he dies along with the partner he made them with. (the fall of the house of usher vibes)

AND let me just say? That woman did the world a favor because he has a breeding kink. We'd have a whole universe full of little Asmo halflings running around. So either it was her being possessive or just her sparing the world of that burden then yeah thank you for that because phew.

i don't need no babies anyways

And he says the same thing like "Oh we can leave other things other than babies, like photos of us in a mess" meaning he really meant when he said he wanted to participate in the contest.

I mean he would have won so I think it's fair to give the others a chance. Lol

So things are getting hot and heavy now and he's wondering why MC is holding back. Honestly I'm like huh he did say that he turns you into a virgin and not everyone is confident when being presented with the chance of a lifetime to fuck the embodiment of lust.

But at the same time I mean...MC this is your element and you are pretty much striking out. (not to him but to me you are)

SO I complied all of these because this is important. Asmodeus is literally combining all of their philias and using them on MC and he's quite good at it. And well, why wouldn't he be?

And he even goes to strangle and lick up MCs tears?

Yeah we know what he's about.

His tongue did what now?

his tongue did what now

his tongooooooooooooo

Anyways I short circuited there because everything about him is just driving me nuts.

MC even said they were coming by him just kissing them and I'm like hold up??????

I fucking bet.

Okay ya'll picked the nastiest ass stuff for him to mention but I get it. Congrats if ya'll have things you're self conscious about during sex Asmo's your demon because he literally won't care and will still be turned on.

Ayo.

Moving on....LMAO

And uh...Asmo was licking MC's snot and spit off their face and they came again.

I'm drowning in a sensory nightmare why is he so h o t but this is nastttyyyyyy

"I can always go hard whenever I feel like fucking the opponent"

Sir what? He just be sayin' anything

But he does ask MC what do they want...and they just smack the fuck out of him so there's that. Lol

I would tell him I'd very much like that mouth on the kewchie. I don't even need anything else just his mouth. His jaw probably can go for days.

Now MC is making deduction here that Asmo is the king of lust and seduction and can pass this feeling on to others. He's dangerous this way.

Now Asmo how do you know that.

Tell me sir HOW (I think I know the answer....but I'd be hella surprised that Belphie would let him hit unless he was watching him...)

But mostly what's happening is that MC is feeling what Asmo feels basically the same spiel as the other kings except with him it's intense to the point where they are quite literally about to pass the fuck out. And Asmo ain't about to stop momentum so you better stay awake MC.

NOW YA'LL.

Bullet point times:

MC has climaxed pretty much several times and they haven't even fucked properly yet

But wait, their clothes are off and....

Bam they notice that Asmo's cock is pretty much halfway in their hole and they haven't even noticed

All he did was push himself to the hilt and MC squirted ya'll

So there's that.

But the womb tattoo is doing it's job because now the climaxes are back to back, and I'm just wondering how the hell MC is still mentally there because I'd be a babbling mess.

Yes daddy.

he makes me SICK (lovingly)

But also they mention the liquid he was feeding MC had a horrible smell and I'm just like oh fucking gawd please get rid of my sense of smell before sleeping with him because I would not make it. Why is everything having to do with him smell so much? LOL

LMAO

MC was begging for his dick and Asmo is like, baby it's already in are you okay?

I'm crying

Yeah remember those memes about people getting high and saying they were vacuuming the dishes?

I imagine that's what it's like having sex with him. One minute you're on the bed next you're in another dimension, floating, transcending, melting, legs bent in impossible shapes. Indeed I am mopping the lawn.

He even mentioned they've done it like six times already and he's just getting started.

with a face like that? phew.

Oh so he does have a good pull out game.

btw the visual for that???? GAWDDDDDDD -> look here

So let me back up a bit and mention that MC was feeling insecure that since they have been doing it for quite some time (2 days I think?) they thought he wasn't satisfied. Nah he was just savoring the moment. He could come at any time. ANd when he does? It's alot and from his horn and everything. Cum fountain.

And best part? No refractory period. He's already hard and slamming that thang back in.

Also he mentions here that there's a smell, and he's getting really worked up.

Yeah he's tearing that up. Like it's overtime ya'll.

There's purple smoke and a erotic aura in the air, he's grabbing and biting down on the back of MC's neck to claim them? Oh he's going in.

Alright here we go.

And just so ya'll know...sorry male MC players....the same line is used in ya'lls version too. No change.

This is the point where I would of preferred perhaps something else be said entirely instead. I know the majority of players are women/non-men but...I can see someone playing and getting side swept like?????

But anyways let's move on past this point

Until the room stank is an understatement.

But anyways, while MC is trying to somewhat calm down, Asmo is still trying to keep the momentum. And MC starts trying to have a normal conversation and figuring out why devil's fear him the most.

But also mentioned they wanted to shove his nasty, greasy, bodily fluid covered hair up their hole. E x c u s e the fuck outta me?

AN Y W AY S

Mc figures that the reason the devils fear him is because of this. Imagine falling for someone like this? Who is nothing but the sole reason existence of lust and temptation where you could fuck for hours and reach pleasure centers unknown and yet have that all be taken away when he leaves? There's no love? No sweet nothings? Just being used up and tossed without any direction and you're just in the dark?

welp.

But Asmo does offer MC some comfort

He tells them that he's back in Hell so he will be around more often. It won't be painful, that it's okay to start slow and that MC would wait for him when he's ready to fully accept his feelings. He could fall in love with them not that he was already in love with them. But with how he's considering him as a companion, how he's biting and claiming them, the amount of time he's spending with MC.

mind you he left Phenomenon on the floor the moment he entered the meeting room so I imagine they weren't fucking for very long at all. I imagine all of his sessions with others are "quick" and for those he really likes they last longggg like days.

Not mention he on that yandere vibes....telling MC he'd lock them up in a cage but he'll deal with it for now.

And apparently when he gives a sincere command, it must be followed. So MC basically ends up getting dressed, not whining about leaving, and all that good stuff. A true dom in that sense.

Also he mentions that when he's nearby MC will just get turned on automatically. "Your body will scream that your man is here"

why is that so hot?

So MC is back in Gehenna and this is when Asmo starts reminiscing about Solomon who predicted that he'd see MC in the future and that he would know that he feels at the moment for Solomon is not 'love'.

I wonder if Asmodeus was just helplessly losing himself for Solomon, and pepaw clocked that and was just telling him to chill on it for a bit. Although it is fucking WI L D to me that he is going to try this again with his friend's descendant..."hey I'm a friend of your grandpa...soooo yeah let's fuck and fall in love"

Sounds weird when I put that way huh? lol

Also since we're at the end I'd like to highlight some personality things about him!

He plays too much: Taking a photo of himself and MC sleeping and sending it to Satan knowing he'd storm immediately to the room

He doesn't have self doubt, he is very much full of himself but is considerate of his partner given the circumstances

He is not into aftercare, he claims that part is included during the sex, if sex is over then it's over

He doesn't shower ya'll. Like at all. But he oddly keeps his nails clean and that's about it? He seems to be obsessed with sex funk

He really likes Mammon. Like a lot. But he does that thing where he's like "Nah I want him to want me so I won't give him what he wants" lol okay

He fucks pillows, pretty much inanimate objects if he feels like it

He has a sense of humor

Romance is not absent, it's just tricky for him since all that's all his brain is "breed breed breed breed sex sex sex breed breed breed oh lets pause for a break sex sex sex kissing sex sex breeding biting"

He loves his children though. He really is a fatherly devil. He beams about his kids and this is a moment where you can catch him not being sexual

It comes to no surprise that he doesn't like the idea of sharing his favorite person but it has me think that his style of relationship is that he's monogamous but if you want to occasionally bring someone to "play" with he won't mind as long as it's discussed and he gets to fuck them too

He's got a one track mind, but it's not like he can't carry on a conversation

Now for my

T H E O R I E S

Asmo is older than all of the kings, but younger than Lucifer

I am reaching in the dark but it seems the only King he's had sex with or has watched have sex is Belphie

He's only in love with MC because he's taking a opportunity that wasn't given to him with Solomon

There's most likely a loophole to his curse that his late wife left on him but he simply chooses not to break it

If the Kings fight together along with Asmodeus, the war would be over, and if we ever get a final battle chapter it's going to be MC who is the missing "key" and the one who figures that out is Asmo because he spent so much time with Solomon

We may get a cameo from one of his children in the story

Asmodeus is possibly capable of lying and just hasn't revealed that to anyone. I say this because if he was one of the very early devils created he is the exception to the rule. So there could be some secret he knows.

BUT wow it seems that I have compiled ALL of this into one post. YAY FOR ME. Now there may be more little blurbs popping up as I remember them but for nowwwwww~ Thank you for reading, hopefully you grabbed some snacks, and ya'll are amazing. Feel free to let me know ya'lls thoughts if you haven't said already on our stinky hot devil man <3 lol

[aychama]

L: I told you to leave me alone

R: I know Sir, but I'm your advisor and I (unfortunately) have to supervise you too.

Raymond sighed as he read the papers in his hands while following Leshy.

L: Do you think I need your supervision? I was doing just fine before you arrived. I'll continue to do so. Leave

R: I can't. We still need to go over a lot of things, we're far behind schedule to discuss real matters which is urgent, I need you to sign the agreement of imported goods from Anchor Deep and the people in the neglected villages are revo-

L: Fine! How many!?

R: Pardon?

L: How many papers, Raymond?

Leshy turned to him with a momentarily anger. To him, Raymond was simply, yapping.

R: Uh, about... 1, 2, 3...

He began counting, sounds of the paper coming to Leshy's ear.

R: 86 papers, sir.

L: Well good luck to you with that. Just copy my signature.

R: Wait, me? Sir I can't just decide on the matters of the whole kingdom!

L: Aren't you my "advisor"? That's your thing, to decide.

R: Yes, I give advice! I don't rule over a kingdom!

L: Too bad so damn sad, I don't feel like listening you talk about dumb problems I won't be paying attention to anyway.

Leshy chuckled a bit and walked towards his work room. Raymond followed right behind, a bit panicked by the king's nonchalant decision. Leshy closed the door behind him, Raymond nearly making it inside.

R: You can't just ignore it! I promise it won't take long... Don't you care about your people? They are suffering! They are doing their best but barely surviving with what you let them have! Not only that, you've added taxes when I was gone!

L: My people are doing fine. You're worrying too much for something so lame, Ray. If I'm really that shitty of a king, go on. Fill my "so important" papers. And I thought you were smart enough to think that.

Raymond rubbed his temples after setting the papers aside. He took a deep breath. Leshy just sat one of the comfortable chairs and leaned back.

R: (God, I prefer hell over trying to convince this man child to do anything) It won't be long before everything breaks down to chaos if you continue to neglect your duties, sir.

L: ...

R: Maybe the other crowns were right about you after all...

Leshy immediately got up and turned towards Raymond.

L: What did those old bastards say about me?

R: Just the usual sir.

He smiled. Good thing Leshy was, well, blind.

R: That you were too young and naive to understand how a kingdom works. The red crown even said he was surprised that you haven't got hunted by your people.

L: That... Grim faced cat! You know what!? I rule my kingdom just fine! I'm the best king out there! They wish they were me! I can rule their kingdoms along with mine if I wanted!

R: Yes sir. You could...

L: Read me the damn papers Raymond! I'm gonna finish these papers faster than any of those living corpses!

R: (Works every time)

___________________________

It was night time when they were able to finish all those papers. Raymond had lit a candle long time ago to read better and Leshy seemed to listen.

R: This is the last paper... It's, it's over

L: Finally, for fuck's sake...

The worm yawned and leaned back. Raymond put the papers in order and set aside, before leaning back like his King.

R: Sir your profanity.

L: Ray I'm too tired to care.

R: You're right... I should be too tired to ask.

L: What's the time?

R: The moon is up by a hand. It's too late.

L: You don't say.

The advisor yawned and drank a glass of water. The King on the other hand rubbed where his eyes should be. It was rare but, sometimes, his eyes would bleed again, his wounds so easy to tear open. The cat panicked at the sight, immediately his tiredness vanishing by worry that overtook.

R: You're bleeding!

L: Don't-

Leshy hissed at him when Raymond tried to touch his face so he backed away. Raymond looked at the blood with sadness for his King.

R: Does it... Does it still hurt? Does it hurt bad?

He asked with a shakey voice as he reached for Leshy's face again. Surprisingly, the short tempered king didn't pull back the second time. He leaned to the touch, to the feeling. Raymond's palm got bloodied as he wiped it.

L:Not anymore. Not like the way it used to...

R: It's good... I think. Is it just pitch black..?

L: People assume so. But no. My vision is my thoughts. I can see just, not in the way you'd expect

R: How so? How can you just- See?

The King chuckled at the advisor's weirded out question.

L: I already know what something looks like. I know colors, I know shapes, I know sounds, the materials, the feelings. And, if you know it like I do, it feels like your whole imagination is your sight.

R: That's... Not as bad as I thought

L: You think about going blind?

R: No, heh, of course not... I think about, how hard it must be for you.

L: You think about me? Now that just makes me shy~

R: My King-

Raymond gave a tired and short giggle as he blushed. Even though he hated his job, he didn't hate the worm necessarily.

L: What? Can I not be curious about why you think about me Ray?

R: With all due respect, that's not the point, sir. I work for you, it's natural that I worry for the one I'm working so close with.

L: And somehow I'm someone you must worry for? The levels you bring me down to.

R: You make it sound like everything is just fine! Is there really nothing bad about being blind?

L: There are bad sides of it of course

R: Like what?

Leshy smiled, putting his hands on top of Raymond's.

L: Knowing I'll never actually see you

AU8WUW8UQOAPAAJUDJDAAAAAAAASAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

HELLO???? THIS IS SO GOOD?!?!?!?!?! How dare you send me this awsome gift as an anon 😭😭😭 Thank you so much omg I didnt think such a simple drawing would inspire someone to write something like this!

THANK YOU ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[usagifuyusummer]

Family Dinner Night!

Congrats Peri(winkle) for finally getting the Godparenting license!!! 🥳🥳🥳 - from your loving parents and godbrother 💖💖💖

More concept art and as usual my insane ramblings below.

I NEED TO GET THE CREATIVE URGES OUT OF MY HEAD!!! It has been bothering with my motivation to finish my gazillions of homeworks lmao. I have so many ideas I need to let out!!! It's suffocating. I hope this will satisfy my creative urges for a while... Or not I will yap about my FOP AU on a separate post (when I'm able).

I can't stop being sad thinking about this family lol. Timmy 😭😭😭

I am not kidding when I say that my head is just filled with so many things that I want to contribute in the FOP fanworks lol. There's a lot I want to do, but so little time...

For now, I've decided to practice my take on the FOP artstyle. I wanted to do something simple as drawing and coloring practice. That's why the coloring this time is flat with no shadings. I think the show doesn't focus on shaded colors too much (except on scenes where there's a heavy implication of day/night, for shock value, etc.).

Just wanted to draw something cute because I haven't been feeling so swell lately. Nothing too poetic or detailed this time.

Other than that, two of the outfits this time is actually inspired by @suki-na-kumo for Peri and an image I found floating around in Twitter/X (sorry I don't remember who shared it) for Timmy's design. Suki-na-kumo's FOP family redesigns are so cool and adorable! I like that they always include flowy attributes in Peri's outfits lol. It makes him look like a pampered brat (which he kinda is seeing how his family coddles him), an otherworldly prince and also a Twink TM (that is unavoidable lol). I kinda want to draw their other FOP redesigns, but I'll just go with Peri's first.

I am not sure where that 18 year old Timmy design is from, but it kinda can be his design for those who theorise him on becoming a lawyer as an adult. There's a lot of instances where Timmy is wearing a suit in the show, but this design is one of my favs due to the hairstyle change. My adult Timmy designs in the future will be influenced from this piece of official art. I wonder if there are more Timmy designs in the wild wild west out there that I haven't seen... It is certainly an interesting find (Teen AJ is also there, and his design also looks cool to me).

Cosmo and Wanda's oufits are something that I cooked up. I don't think the coloring looks good... I just did this on a whim, and for about 13 hours. Damn, I am procrastinating on my work lmao.

Still, the context this time is, that they've had a family dinner to celebrate on Peri's achievement on finally obtaining his godparenting license!!! Good for him!!!

This is an AU if Timmy somehow was able to find a loophole in the "losing your memories of your fairy godparents after you become an adult" rule. Because of that, he continued his life as normal (as Timmy's chaotic life can be), but this time he is able to keep in contact with his fairy family even if they're not contractually obligated to stick together. Timmy does live with the Fairywinkle Cosma's around his college to early work years, but he eventually was able to move out and live on his own at where he works as a lawyer after a while in his adulthood. (His birth parents eventually went on a lifetime vacation without him or just went away for too long that Timmy just lives on his own a lot after he is 18 and above...)

Despite living on his own nowadays (In a New Wish context), Timmy does keep in contact with his fairy family and visits them when he's not busy with his job. Cosmo and Wanda still took a long vacation in this AU, first due to, yeah, Timmy is no easy feat as a godchild lol, and second, they actually want to take their time to raise BOTH of their children (even if Timmy is no longer a child/godchild) and guide them until they're stable adults. Timmy during college years actually only stays with the Fairywinkle Cosma's on holidays, so when Timmy's busy with college, that is when Cosmo and Wanda take their time relaxing lmao.

Sometimes when they really want to have some time alone or when Peri wants to see his bro, they will send Peri to Timmy's college for a day or more. Timmy babysits Peri so much during his college years lol. They both had fun though! With a lot of Peri newfound nuclear fairy power shenanigans at Timmy's college lmao. Studying law and taking the bar exam has never been more chaotic with babysitting a nuclear powered fairy child.

There's a lot more on this AU that I've been thinking, but I'll stop here for now. I need to gather my AU ideas in one post sometime later.

Also, Peri and Timmy are both adults here, Peri's around his 20's here and Timmy is on his early 30's I think. Cosmo, Wanda, and Peri are in their human disguises here, because they want to learn more about human culture (A New Wish context) while also having the desire to be more in Timmy's life.

I headcannon Timmy to be kinda short in his adulthood. This is also a nod to that episode when his fairy family used imperfect human disguises, even Poof/Peri was taller than Timmy in his human baby disguise lol. And also hey, wearing braces during his teen years paid off! (his big teeth are visible only when he opens his mouth lol)

As usual, here's some concept art and a png lineart pic if you want to use it to color it better than I did lmao. (that was a long yapping session... thanks for reading)

[npdzane]

I'm currently on ~300mg of caffeine and 32 minutes of sleep. Take some zane npd & bpd proof with yapping. And like..a pinch of glacier. Ty @diino8081 for posting the full comic so i can tweak out momentarily.

Do you see how absolutely insane he is going without her??? He is literally risking death for a 5% chance of seeing pixal again. FIVE. PERCENT. ZANE WOULD ACTUALLY KILL HIMSELF FOR PIXAL. ARE YOU SERIOUS?? You can read how anxious and desperate he is for her. Like i seriously think if Pixal comes back we're going to have a scene of Zane being ungodly clingy.

I actually think we're going to get another Zane fake death where he hurts himself accidentally really badly trying to find Pixal. And it WILL make me go feral. If he's willing to hurt himself for Pixal, who's to say he won't risk other people's lives for her? He already risked Kreel and Lobbos life in this god damned comic that has me in a chokehold. If DR s3 ends up being Zane focused, we're absolutely going to get scenes of Zane being completely obsessed with Pixal.

Do i really have to say they don't have a healthy relationship at ALL???? Pixal said herself she wants to be useful so Zane doesn't hate her. Zane is..fucking batshit over her. They are NOT healthy for each other.

Also, ITS NOT A HEADCANON ANYMORE!! ZANE IS CANONICALLY ATTACHED TO HER!!! IM SO FUCKING RIGHT!!!!! He doesn't care about her. He cares about the idea of Pixal. He doesn't care what happens to him or anyone else he literally only cares about her. He says it himself the only reason he lives is for her. And his judgement is clouded when he thinks of her? THATS. THATS LITERALLY. A FP. COLE I BEG YOU THROW HIM INTO THE PSYCH WARD BEFORE HE TRIES TO KILL HIMSELF AGAIN 😭😭😭😭

While Zane will always be a narcissist to me, there are also some borderline traits he has. It's possible for him to have both, yes, but I don't want my perception of him to be solely mental illnesses. Because I notice a lot of the ninjago fandom tends to see characters less of actual people and more of lists of diagnostic criteria. So I'm trying to find a balance. For now though, I definitely do see him with both. He fits traits of both (I will cover more in the future, but for now just for some examples: fear of rejection, Pixal is literally his FP, excessive need for admiration, poor self esteem). But he is his own person with more to him than just that of course. He has interests and hobbies and is more than a punching bag. Again, I'm trying to find a balance between him being a genuine actual person and him also having a lot of mental issues that do need to be considered when I talk about him. This is one of the main reasons I have yet to write anything with him, because I want to figure out how to not make it seem like i see him as nothing but his narcissism and bpd.

Anyway. Cole calling Zane dear im literally fujoshing out/j (YES I KNOW HES NOT ACTUALLY CALLING HIM DEAR AHUT UP LET ME HAVE THIS ONE THING)

[yuurivoice]

We've hit the stage of Echoes of Evalas' creation that I'm spending a lot of my quiet time with scenes and characters, including time that is usually occupied by...well, nothing creative. At least, it hasn't been creative time in a long while.

Some of the dearest and most important moments of my young creative daydreaming was before bed. If I might overshare, it was specifically as I lay in bed and tried to drown out unpleasantness I'd hear from other rooms of the house. I'll spare you the details.

I didn't even have music at the time, though in later years as I became a depressed teen, I'd throw some music on my computer to fantasize and fall asleep to.

Oftentimes, these stories and characters I'd contemplate were favorites from various things I enjoyed. In time they'd adapt and evolve into something of my own, in worlds and stories of my own making.

Sometimes it wasn't so grand. There were no sweeping narratives or adventures. Just some self insert character being comforted by a friend or a lover.

Recent nights, I've thrown on my EoE playlist and let my mind wander. I haven't really done that in a long time. Haven't had the need to these days. I'm not running from much. Life is quiet. But as I start to turn over more stones and find what's beneath some of the characters and themes I'm exploring, I've found myself here again.

I don't know if anyone will love what I am making, and I never have. Every person who has let my characters and stories into their hearts means a whole lot to me, though. I've not forgotten when all of this was nothing more than a comfort to myself to soothe away all my fear and loneliness.

As it all starts to come together I'm seeing a stark difference between where I am at as a writer and creative in general in comparison to BitterSweet Chapter 1, as I've revisited it recently.

The pieces were there but it's so clear to me that I didn't have the conviction that I do now. I didn't have the comfort or security of knowing that I can take chances and be bold. I thought I had to color within the lines, and lacked the confidence to really let it rip.

So as much as I've been looking forward, I've also looked back. Further back than I typically like to.

When Charlie said he never thought he'd be this old, that was real shit man. I was a morbid kid. I have a crystal clear memory of being on a school bus in Washington state. Blink 182 just dropped an album. I hate Blink 182, but I listened with a friend whose face I can barely remember. As the high schoolers got on the bus I remember thinking...damn, I'll never be that old.

Not sure what could possess a child to feel that way. Or how that feeling could linger for years. It took a long time to find enough faith in myself to live. Now that I've got it, I think I'm encouraged to give breath to those lost dreams and wandering fantasies. Echoes of Evalas is an exploration of that.

I can't even grasp what that really means yet.

Things like faith, anger, insecurity, and longing for change. I've rattled a lot of locked doors while digging up this story and putting it together.

I am uneasy. That's probably how I've ended up writing this essay in bed, and boy is it a rambling one.

There was a point somewhere. I am excited for what's to come, but uneasy. Not out of fear that anyone will like it or content brained thinking like that. More like...a reverence for this magical thing I've found. Storytelling is magical for me. And that's not me waxing poetic, I think there's something terrifying and beautiful about it. It is the thing I was made to do, and the actual experience of crafting a story like this isn't just fun. I'm removing chains from my soul.

If that ain't magic, I don't know what is.

Anywho, I need to sleep. If you read all that, thank you for putting up with my yapping. 💖

[lolitastories]

GHOST

Chapter 20

I play our last day in Laredo over and over again. From the moment we got out of the car until we reached his fathers house and closed our eyes in bed. A smile playing on the end of our lip each time our eyes met. Our hands find eachother even to hold a loose string on one's clothes. The breathing and exhales speaking what we wanted to say. Never in such time did I regret holding on to Javier and saying yes to him. “This is our last trip together” He took my hand in his eyes looking down as he enterwines them. I wasn’t sad, I was happy. I was overjoyed and nothing could ruin it.

“We spent almost 2 weeks in Laredo and another week in Miami visiting Murphy.” I lay my head on his shoulder. “We still have a week left in Mexico before having to think of goodbyes” He lets out a sigh nodding his head.

“I know” He places a kiss on my head before leaning in against mine again. “What if I don’t take the job?” My head shoots up in surprise.

“Javier if you don’t take this job you will drive yourself into madness” In the past days with Murphy they spent their time talking about the Cali Cartel. He wouldn’t admit it but I saw the excitement it brought to his face. He was a huge part of catching Escobar and not being there when they did, well it did affect him.

Flashback

“Does he speak about it?” I shook my head towards Connie as we looked to the living room from the kitchen. Steve and Javier sipping beer just yapping away about the Cartel.

“The only thing I could get out of him was an admission of guilt for messing with Los Pepes. Of course I can piece things together and know that guilt falls on himself for being stupid and missing the end of Escobar” But he wasn’t the one to dewell much on things. He was happy and if anytime he needed to talk he knew I was here.

“He did what he needed to do,” Connie sighs. I look over to her, she looks better than the last time I saw her in Colombia. “And I am damn greatful for it since it brought Steve back home” The last couple of days here I have seen happiness from both of them I hadn’t seen before.

“Now that he isn’t risking his life, planning on expanding the family some more?” Connie almost choked on her drink. My worry switched from confusion to realization. My eyes grow wider as a playful smile appears on her face. She has always been pretty but now I get why she was glowing recently. How Olivia was stringing extra close and so was Steve.

“Connie are you?” She nods

“But Steve doesn’t know yet” I sat back straight in confusion. “I found out a couple days ago. I want to do something special”

“Okay” My worry vanishes knowing it was all working out between the two. I grab onto my coffee and continue drinking it.

“Are you two going to try soon?” It was my turn to choke on my drink.

End

“I know” He huffed, throwing his head back to the seat. “Maybe we can run away?” That caused me to laugh. “Think about it” He turns his body to face me. “We can live on an island surviving only with things we catch and make from our very own hands” I shake my head knowing there was more nonsense coming. “We could ride on our boat each morning and we wouldn’t even have to talk to other people” What a dream. Of course I said that sarcastically. And of course, I said it in my mind. “You know what the best part of it would be?”

“What?” I smiled amused because his expression was all serious.

“We wouldn’t even have to wear clothes” I roll my eyes, throwing myself back into the seat to lean back. “It would be perfect. Just you and me, naked” He nudged my shoulder, “We could do it everywhere at anytime” I joined him in a simple chuckle for his stupid idea.

“You and I both know I don’t do hard labor” I show him my hands. Manicure done. Gold and occasionally silver rings stacked on my fingers. This is not a working hand, I don’t even deal with guns, unless I have to of course.

“That's why you have me” He gripped my chin to turn my head towards him. “You don’t have to do anything other than being with me”

“Then there's the other thing of my dream of living in a ranch. Bunch of animals running around. Couple acres” I grin seeing his mind turn. “We could also be naked there” He drops his hand.

“You’re right” He sighs like he just had a realization. I shake my head laughing, hitting him jokenly on the arm.

“Javi” I say with a warning tone. Our smiles disappeared as our eyes found eachother.

“I know,” He says once again. “One day” I nod smiling again.

“We are about to land sir, can you put your seat belt on again?” The kind flight attendant

announced.

“Of course,” Javier nods. When he is done clipping his seat belt his hands once again find my own. It was okay to dream about what we could have planned in the future. The future is still out in the air so anything is possible. But for now we need to deal with the present. We were currently traveling to Mexico to see the embassy. Javier needs to meet up with the USA counsel and since I am getting involved and needed in Mexico it was easier to knock two birds with one stone. Javier, although saddened and still conflicted with the decision, knows he was making the right decision to travel back to Colombia and be head of the Cali Cartel case.

Flashback

“You remind me of Javier when he chose to leave Laredo” I feared saying something wrong so I kept quiet and cautious when speaking with Chucho. “He wanted to leave this place and travel as far away as possible” We were currently out walking in the field, waiting for Javier to return from the town. “I saw it in his eyes when he came back that he didn’t like what he found out there” Chucho stops in his tracks looking out into the long field. “He wants to change it and even though I warned him to be careful because something that big you can’t change, he is also god damn stubborn” I smile understanding exactly what he means. “I also told him to be careful, no matter how hard he tries to change it, it is capable of changing you” Chucho turns around to face me. “I have seen who Javier once was when I heard about you in his life and now that I have seen you two there is no doubt he is still in there” His dad had the same soft eyes as Javier. “My boy has put a hard shell on due to the cruel world,” He walks closer grabbing my hands. “I know he would take it off to shield you from it. I just ask you to not give up on him because I'm scared to lose him forever” his eyes welled up and I couldn’t help myself but to hug him.

“I met Javier on his harshest days and know there are plenty more to come” I try to soothe the older man. “Even if his temper wasn’t the best match with mine at first he found a way to sneak himself in” Throught locked door mostly. “I can’t make a promise that it won’t happen but I will promise that aslong as I am still breathing I will fight and not let go of Javier” God knows I wouldn’t find someone to deal with me like he does. “It may sound stupid but for the first time I feel whole and carred for and that is something I won’t take for granted. It may be selfish but I will never be ready to let that go”

“And he will be stupid if he lets you go” Something about the love from a stranger who knows not much about you makes it feel even better than someone who has known you their whole lives.

End.

When we arrived at the airport a vehicle was waiting for us. I was wishing we would get a couple hours to settle down but I guess that will have to wait. We get into the car and I am surprised to see the ambassador sitting across from us. “I wanted to give you a personal welcome back” He smiles while he pours some champagne in a glass. “Nice to meet you Agent Peña, I am the ambassador of Mexico” He extends his hand towards Javier which he shakes.

“A pleasure ambassador Rodriguez” I smirk at Javiers responds.

“How was the flight?” The ambassador leans back, taking a sip. “I hope the arrangement

was to your liking?” Oh now this is a version of him that always pissed me off.

“It could have been better” I twist my body a bit while moving one leg on top of the other. “What is so important it couldn’t wait until tomorrow?” Rodriguez smiles, giving a quick nod. He places his glass down and pulls a file out of his suitcase.

“I think you will find this very important” I opened up the file, finding it filled with paperwork trails and pictures. My eyes widen trying to focus on a certain someone in those pictures. I read every single word and made the connection to things. I looked over to Javier who had a wondering look. I close the file quickly, handing it over back to Rodriguez.

“How long?” I ask blankly

“It's only been about a week but the shipment includes 2 months worth of product” I try to connect those dots but nothing pops up. “We have more details inside” I looked over and noticed we had stopped right infront of the embassy. “Welcome back Agent” He pats Javiers knee before getting out of the car.

“Mi amor?” Javier turns towards me, worried about my state. I look over making sure the driver is out but still decide to whisper.

“The cartel has transported over triple the shipment they usually do through the border in about a week” I know I was telling him but it came out more like a realization.

“Are you worried about how much product they have transported or how?” I shake my head facing Javier.

“I am worried about the reason why” The cartel have never been out in the spotlight and it is concerning that knowing this we still fall short on stopping them.

“But that’s still not it,” I nod, having a small smile on my lips. It wasn’t good news but having Javier here, knowing me was a nice feeling. “In those pictures I saw someone I know personally”

Flashback

Walking through the town I was from brought no memories to mind. “This is where you were born” We stand outside the hospital steps. I look up seeing the old, now pale blue building right infront of us. “This is where in the middle of spring a beautiful little girl took her first breath of fresh air” My grandmother had a small smile on her face. “How I regret not being there for your mother”

“Well you didn’t miss much. Plus all the fun happens when we get older” I smile, turning her to keep on walking.

“No, that is when the fun disappears. You are no longer loving and innocent” She scolded. My hand hits my chest jokenly offended by her remark.

“I am still loving and innocent,” I say, rolling my eyes. “But I guess you don’t see it because you are too focused on your other grandchildren” I continue walking with my arms folded together. I feel a tug on my hair pulling me back.

“The attention you need is discipline” She unfolds my arm and takes hold of my hand pulling us to the park.

“When someone needs to discipline their child in our culture they usually do it privately” I remark to all the people around us. “Unless you are into exhibition, which in that case, why to go grandma! But I hate to tell you, I am not into that” My laugh broke when she sent me a scolding look. Our feet finally stop and she turns me to look at the middle of the park.

“You have heard about the day you were born. So small and fraile.” Where was she going with this? I looked anywhere else other than the middle of the park. “Your mother took care of you on her own and I hate myself for not being there” I had some health problems being born prematurly and no one was around to help my mother who decided to leave home at an early age. “I know this will never be enough but when I decided to move with you and give up seeing them for what I know would be a long time, I took the chance because I care about you”

“Grandma,” I whine. I wasn’t into these sentimental moments.

“Everyone needs someone” She grabs my chin and forces me to look at the mural in the middle of the park. “I don’t know where you got your caring side. It goes beyond your mothers and mine.” I can’t look away now. I know if I do, tears would start to leave my eyes. “This is our last time together for a very long time, I know you made your decision because you care but I want you to know that the living here cares for your safe return too” I feel her caressing my skin. The mural was filled with flowers and notes. People around stopped and read, someone even saying a little prayer.

“I know who I have,” I say, turning over to look at my grandmother. “I know where I came from and what I want” I wrap one arm around her bringing her into a hug. “I will never forget the people who pray for me and wait for my safe return”

End.

“When I got my mothers cousin's file I discovered he was one if not the only politician I was 100% sure wasn’t part of any dealings” Javiers head twisted a little. “In that file, there was receipts, transactions, and picture of his family being in the same place as some major cartel bosses”

“So he was involved?” I shake my head.

“I never had my doubts he wasn’t. But of course with evidence it was hard to back up my story so I left it alone.” It wasn’t going to be much help either if I looked into it since he was already dead. “Their family was already suffering enough and didn’t need to be branded a fake because of actions he might have taken or not” The kids didn’t deserve that.

“So how is he involved in this?” I scoot closer to Javier knowing there was always a chance of a recorder or camera somewhere. I lean closer to his ear.

“The file Rodriguez showed me had a picture of the wife. The kids were young in one picture and the other, young adults”

“So you think?” I nod. No one would figure out the wife was part of it. She was always smiling by his side and taking care of their children.

“The faster I find out the faster we don’t miss a chance of capturing and shutting down the cartel. It seemed like after her sweet husband died she already had one in reserve. I took Javiers hand and led him out the car and into the embassy.

Miss l/n?” My head twisted seeing the young woman trying to catch up with us. “The ambassador wanted me to give you a message” She holds on a piece of paper.

“Thank you” As she turned to leave I looked down at the paper. I look up at Javier with a smirk. “Seems like you didn’t make a very nice impression with the ambassador” He furrowed his eyebrows as he began to follow me into the elevator.

“What?”

“Your meeting has been canceled. He will be sending over your plane ticket” I say nonchalant. I look over and see a blank space expression. “Don’t worry, I will have you here for a couple of days” I pull his face to plant a quick kiss.

“But he-”

“Don’t forget I have even more power” I send him a wink. The doors open and I continue to walk towards my office.

“Goodmorning Boss” I send the man a smile while walking by.

“So nice to see your officially back l/n” I say thank you, not stopping a second to chat.

“I will be your new secretary” A man already ready with a pen and paper stands infront of my office. “So nice to meet you Miss l/m”

“Yeah no way” I turn around hearing Javiers voice. I quickly grab onto his arm and pull him into my office.

“Come back at 10” I smile awkwardly before shutting the door on his face.

“When did they become men?” I laugh while setting my things on my desk. “Women did perfectly fine” He throws his hands to the air in frustration.

“Calm down macho alfa” I roll my eyes pulling my seat back to seat down. “Plus how can you have some eye candy and not me?” I didn’t think through my response and when I don’t it usually leads to unfortunate events. I look up seeing literal fire behind Javiers eyes.

“So you think he is cute?” Suddenly a grin appears on his face. I shrug, not really wanting to say anything else without thinking. “So it's okay for me to look at other women?”

“You're a man, I would put it past you” his steps become louder with each step he takes towards me. He harshly pulls my chair back and pulls me up. His face less than an inch away. One wrapped tightly around my waist while the other held the back of my neck.

“I am not just a man,” He groans, placing a kiss on my cheek. “I am your man” He places another kiss on the other cheek. A small grin appears on my face. “Your man,” He whispers in a husky voice. “Who doesn’t like to share,” I go in for a kiss but he pulls his face away. “I can’t look at another woman or person without thinking of you” He hovers above my lips. I want to kiss him but his reflexes are much faster again.

“Javi,” I whine, stomping one foot on the floor like a little kid. We didn’t have much time together so I was trying to soak in as much time with him as possible. A quick chuckle leaves his lips before grabbing my chin and making me look at him.

“You don’t need to fire him just-” His head now in the crook of my neck leaving a trail of kisses as he spoke. “Send him to someone else” I be honest I wasn’t too focused on any words that came out of his mouth. “Tell him to beat it’ My hands grip his hair pulling it to get a reaction but of course that didn’t work so I guess I had to do way more than that.

“Peña” A felt foreign saying his name in a serious tone. He looked just as surprised. “If you don’t bend me over this desk and fuck me I will have to go with another option” One eyebrow rises waiting for his responds.

“Mi princesa wants me to fuck her?” I nod my head excitedly pulling him closer. “Right on her desk?” A groan leaves my lips as he pulls me up. I wrap my legs around his waist and I am not ashamed to say my body started grinding on his. “Having the whole place hear how sweet you say my name?” Stupid beautiful hot smirk. I groan as he places me on my desk pushing us down until my back is layed completely down. I could never grow tired of this man, my man.

“Javi?” I whine wanting him to take his pants off already. He pulls away leaving one last kiss on my neck. I look up seeing his eyes intensely admiring me. One hand grasps my hip while the other moves up towards my chest until it wraps around my neck. Dear God, if you can hear me, don’t. I am to be praying, screaming, and worshipping another name like a new religion. His grasp tightens and I couldn’t help but moan.

“Get.Rid.Of.Him.” He taunts finally letting me go.

“What the hell Peña?” I sit up distraught. His body fell on my chair.

“You heard me.” With his arms folded he sits there looking at me. “Use all that anger” He shrugged. Shrugged! Like it was some kind of punishment. He was holding out because he was jealous of some kid? I could easily climb on his lap and take him but I know it will come back as soon as we are done. I jump off my desk fixing my clothes and hair.

“You will regret this Peña” I move closer leaning against the armrest of the chair to come face to face. “Remember the day I walked into your office?” He nods.

“I was mainly focused on your cleavage” He smiles

“Remember what I said?” His eyes switched towards mine searching for the answer he knew perfectly.

“I was too focused then on your lips” He comes to touch my face but I snatch his hand away. I give him a scolding look. “You said you held a lot of power in your position” His eyebrow lifted telling me that is wasn’t the case right now.

“Yes.” I innocently say. “I still hold a lot of power and even more now” His eyes follow me as I slowly get on my knees infront of him. “Don’t you think?” My eyes flutter looking up at him and one hand rubs his knee, then his leg, until I am above his cock. I see him swallow hard looking down at me with very little power to hold himself back. My hand starts to push a little harder, giving him the friction he was craving. “You will regret giving me orders” He throws his head back and that is when I stop and stand.

“What?” It was my time to shrug.

“Feels horrible doesn’t it?” I looked down at his eyes knowing what I had to do. As I remember our encounter back then I realise he wasn’t that Peña anymore. He was Javier, Javi who only wanted me.

“Where are you going?” Just like clock work there is a knock on the door. I ignored Javier who stood with fist on my desk. I open the door and tell the young man to follow me.

“Attention everyone!” All the people in the office stop and turn to face me. “As you all know I will be coming back to work soon and there is a matter I will like to be taken care of before that happens”

“Miss l/n?” I turn to see a worried face on the secretary as I turn to notice the ambassador walking up. Then I turn to look at Javier leaning against the door frame with a worried smile. I turn back around addressing everyone again.

“I want in every email, paper, any message or tag in my name to be changed” Everyone had an expression like I grew two heads. “I want you to change it to my last name, Peña” I swore I heard a gasp. The silence was broken when Rodriguez walked up towards me.

“Mi Niña is married?”

“Sure is” He laughs, pulling me into a hug. A couple people clap. “I got a couple details to run by you” I say seriously pulling away from him.

“Of course you do,” He sighs. “But tell me in a couple of days when you get back” He pats my shoulder, turning around but not before giving Javier a wave.

“Mrs, Peña?” The young secretary comes up and like he just won a prize Javier has a huge smile on his face. He asks his question and after that I dismiss him.

“How's that?” I say pushing Javier back into my office.

“I like it” I shake my head. “Lock the door” I ordered pointing at my office door.

“Aren’t we going to leave?” He asked while he locked the door.

“Not until you fuck me on this desk.” I say, taking off my shirt. “Then we are going to the hotel and I want you to fuck me on every possible surface” His eyes grew darker. “Understood Peña?”

“Yes Mrs Peña”

Flashback

“Javier?” I looked around, noticing we parked in a parking lot. Unknown buildings around us. It looked like the main street. I hear the driver side door open and when I look over Javier closed the door. “Javi?” I twist my body to follow his movement as he jogs around to open my door.

“Ready?” To look at his face and a smile plastered on it was all it took to take his hand. He shuts the door behind me and leads us to wherever he was taking me.

“Javi all these places are closed” There were some cars parked on the street but as I looked at every store, the lights were off with a sign that said closed. We walked along the sidewalk as I admired the town Javier grew up in. The sound of doors opening and a slight pull brings me back to reality.

“I will be right back” He places a kiss on my forehead before running down the aisle of the church. What the hell were we doing in a church? Forgive my words I say looking up to the ceiling. Beautiful moldes all around. Huge tall windows decorating the second floor walls. The column traveled with even more beautiful artifacts that led you to the stands. The whole church was white and beige with the exclusion of the wooden church chairs. The floor stones. I walk down following the steps Javier took until I stop right infront of the altar. On one side you can see a god statue and on the other the virgin mary. In the middle, a cross is adorned with flowers.

“You must be y/n” My head snaps to the right seeing a priest and close behind was Javier. “I am Father Gallegos”

“Padre” I take his hand bowing my head.

“Javier has asked me for a blessing” Switch my attention to Javier who only nods. “Is that what you want as-well” I was totally lost here.

“Mi amor” Javier moves to my side, taking my hand. “This has been so sudden so just know you can run away at any moment” I see him take a deep breath before kneeling down to one knee. My mouth wasn’t able to call his name before he spoke again. “We are about to go in different paths and to think that I could lose you was unbearable,” He rubs my hands as his eyes are fixed on mine. “I don’t want to regret a single thing when we are thousands of miles away. I want to be able to call you officially mine and I know it is a big step over a date, but I know this is what I want. I want you.” My nose stinged knowing tears were close to showing. “Will you marry me?” I blink the tears that were blurring my vision and nod.

“Yes Javi” His arms quickly engulfed me in a hug.

“Alright kids.” We turn to the priest giving him a smile “Can’t believe little Javier is getting married” He shakes his head heading up the altar. “I don’t usually do this but due to the circumstance and that I know you two are honerable I will make an exception” We turn to look at eachother smiling like idiots. I giggle quietly holding on to Javier’s hand. We stand infront of the priest as he was preparing himself.

“Was this your church?” I whisper not wanting to disturb the priest. Javier nods. “Ever taken someone to the back?” I hold in my laugh seeing his reaction.

“No,I am not that evil” he rolled his eyes with a smile.

“Doesn’t mean he didn’t try” I turned around to the priest and back to Javier shocked “It was once but I think it was due to Don Chucho giving him a good lesson”

“Padre, you are supposed to unite us, not give her a reason to run” I shake my head pulling us closer.

“I know the Javier I am marrying, I won’t run” Javiers eyes meet mine. Full of hope we both looked back at the priest so he could begin.

“We are gathered here today to unite two hearts” As he spoke I couldn’t help but look at Javier. The low gleam of the candles burning around us made the aura warm. The slight cast of the morning sun shined throught the windows creating a beautiful gleam towards the ceiling. I heard every word. Took in every word. It was like my whole world agreed to pause so I could charish this moment forever. “Y/n do you have any vows you would like to say?” I took my eyes off Javier for a second before shaking my head. My mind was conflicted. There weren't enough words to tell him how much I needed him. What he means to me and how much better person I am because of him.

“I love you” It wasn’t until I blinked that I noticed my eyes swelled up with tears. One of them escaped and slid down my cheek.

“Javier?”The priest spoke, I gave Javier a reassuring smile.

“I love you” I was thankful for not having to wear makeup because I am such an ugly crier.

“In the sight of God, I now pronounce you man and wife.” Our smile grows.

“Can I kiss her now?” Javier looks over.

“This is the only time God will see it right. You may kiss your wife”

“My wife” Javier whispers pulling me close

“My Javi” Javiers captures my lips in a tender,passionate kiss. The world around us melting away. As long as it lasted we weren’t worried about being separated or worried our jobs would tear us apart. Our hearts will beat for eachother for as long as we live and even as a ghost.

End.

[quartzhearted]

great tree moon, year xx.

[ SECOND CORRESPONDENCE W. KINGDOM OF BRODIA. ]

Hi, honey,

It's been a little bit since my last letter---and let me tell you, there sure have been some new things here at the monastery. I swear it wasn't that long since I last talked to you, but maybe it has been? Time's a hell of a thing, ain't it.

A handful of moons ago, it was almost like some kind of mass exodus; a bunch of people disappeared, then came back after some time passed. Apparently it's a normal thing, but... it's really strange? I remember seeing something-or-other around the monastery asking for participants, I think... I don't know. It's all a little hazy. Apparently I could have gone, but there was too much to do and I decided against it. Lots of people came back with real bad sunburns.

I've got a pal, Lambert---he's the guy that consensually punched me, remember him?---and he'd gone off to wherever it was. He came back a completely different person. I'm talking new look, new attitude, new lease on life. I really wonder what happened to him over there, but I haven't had the chance to ask him yet. Baby, if you met Lambert, I know the two of you would catch on like a wildfire. He's fantastic!

Speaking of pals, I've made a few more since I last talked to you. One of my favorites is this guy named Matthias---I mean, guy's like an alternate me! He's huge, got short, orange hair, axe guy, and he's a mean fighter. When we first met, we did it the warrior's way. Ended in a tie, and that's while he had a problem with his leg! He's a lot more deadpan-looking than Lambert is, but he's his own brand of feisty. I hope I get to talk to him more; I think we've got some things in common.

There's a new wind blowing at the monastery right about now, and lots of people are getting involved. Heading out on missions, picking up odd jobs, or getting hired for real jobs, and that's just a few things off the top of my head. Hell, I wanted to see what all the fuss was about, so I picked up a job. It was... well, there'll be some instant portraits in here. You can figure it out from those. Damn near gave Diamant a heart attack.

I hope my birthday wasn't too quiet. I assume it'd have turned into a day of mourning, given how things went with Alexand... but I'd much rather people drink and be merry like they always did. I was finally able to take Alcryst out to drink, and Diamant took me out to drink. And that's not even mentioning all of the neat gifts I got; this dragon squirt Nils gave me a dragon warrior charm! And Lambert gave me a sword. A really nice sword! I think I'll hang the charm off of it... but then it might break. So what should I do? You were always good about practical customization, so do you have any ideas?

A girl I've never seen before gave me a stone for my birthday. It was pyrite, so she has to be from Brodia, right? Because why else would she give something like that to me...?

Also, Lapis said something interesting to me when she gave me her present. Something about being newly-included in people that are worried about my health and somesuch. Very weird.

That's probably enough yapping from me for one letter. Like I mentioned, I've put in some instant portraits again---me in uniform, me working at my other job, Diamant is there in one of them, and a few random ones of people I've met. Being here has really helped me talk to people my age and people not my age. It's a real blessing.

I think about you every morning, afternoon, and night, my dearest. Even if you still don't believe this is real... that's all right with me. All I worry about is if you're healthy and happy. Hopefully Diamant and Alcryst have been writing you as well, but if they haven't, I swear that I've never seen them shining brighter or living healthier. They're doing just fine, and so am I.

Write me soon, sapphire. Even if it's just one word, it's one word from my loveliest gemstone.

Signed,

Morion, Professor of Axe, Sword, and Authority at the Officers Academy

[way-of-love]

Oooh can you write a Namor x Reader!waterbender/powers where he meets her and is immediately attracted to her. While she is like I wanna fight this guy because he's such an arrogant douche. And namor is like damn she's hot when she's angry and the fight is basically foreplay for them and they end up being insanely attracted and horny at the end of it.

OOOOOOO Yes I can! This'll be a oneshot, just becuase I have too much on my plate to write. Happy New Years!

Also, forgive me if it seems kinda off been having writers block for the past few weeks!

It was told though mouth-of-mouth that the 'power to manipulate the water was given to everyone, if it were given to everyone it wouldn't be so special anymore.' Your mother once told you that when you first showed signs of the hydrokinetic ability at the ripe age of 4, with no help from the father you inherited it from you had to teach yourself how to control those abilities, how to grow them and how to not use them for you r own gain.

This power could have made you a god or even the next Avengers if you embraced it how your cousin Aspen Matthews did. But, she was the star of the family, there can never be two. If so one will try hard to outshine the other. Hence your mother made you swear you'd keep it a secret from everyone in her family, your friends, your lovers, even your best friend who was as normal as they can get.

'No one will ever understand your hardship! They'll turn you into a lab rat!'

It was hard to ever embrace your power thanks to your mothers harsh words. After discovering your powers, she became very...paranoid about them. Telling you all these things the government would do to you if you ever used them in public, and how you could never be as strong as your cousin Aspen, she was the golden child, you were just the extra.

That can surely crush a child's confidence.

But you grew up hidden. Making sure no one saw you use your abilities, never used them in public only at home in the shower or at a lake. Yet, it called to you. It always beckoned you to the sea.

The inconceivably vast briny deep waters yelled at you with their tides crashing against the sandy shore and the waves waving at you like a temptress beckoning her lover. You've never been to the sea. And the day that you did, you regretted it, dreadfully so.

Another day another boring and very tedious chore of listening to this man yap away about his plans for the future, your future with him to be exact. Honestly, you don't understand why you entertain this dummy! While giving him a good once over you narrowed your eyes and came to a solid conclusion.

You were just lonely.

After living alone for a few months in isolation you met a strange sea man, he wasn't dangerous nor was he a threat. Well, unless you considered annoying a threat.

It was everyday, every single day, he'd come up to shore at the same time and his mouth spewed out these sentences that irked you, it made your blood boil and you had no choice but to retaliate with your own words then it came down to your fists. He discovered your power when you were being careless on his way back from taking down a whole ship that sought out pure vibranium from his waters.

Currently you were in the midst of throwing icy water disks you created from the sea at the flying sea king who finally got you to this point. It was always something with this guy and his,'...let's burn the world together,' that never sat well with you. Hell, if you were any hopeless romantic chick you'd say yes before he finished asking. Because admit it, he was a king, a god, a mutant like you and he looked...good. Some would say you were stupid to deny him anymore than you have but you were going on a solid five months telling him no.

But the stubborn king didn't take no for an answer. Each and every time he came to the surface with a different reason why you should join with him. You heard him out at first and after you got comfortable with him around and understood why he wanted to destroy the surface being all nice and even flirty, he asked to use your power and exploit it. To destroy a nation that was hidden away from the world and for the entire planet to fear you.

Namor knew it wasn't a good idea to use your loneliness or your vulnerability you had to the world but he was desperate. He wanted to use your power, yes, but he wanted your hand along with it. He didn't want the world to know you as 'Y/N, Wakandas Destroyer,' He wanted you to be,'Y/N, The Feathered Serpents Wife' or even 'Y/N Talokans Queen.' Any of that would be acceptable but you cut him off before he could finish explaining.

Hence the physcal fights started. You didn't enjoy them but it sure felt good to kick water boys ass once in a while when you did. He on the other hand loved watching your both twist and turn, hands moving majestically through the air and summoning the waters he cherrished so much being loved by your fingertips.

Even if he was on the deadly side of those attacks he loved every minute of it. He made it clear that he loved it, getting hit, getting cut, bruised, he took it all because that was the only caresses he would get from you and he would smirk everytime he got hit.

It infurriated you. Why would he keep coming back if he got hurt all the time? Once, you beat him so bad he didn't get up. Attuma had to drag him back while shaking his head at his king. And his king being dragged back into the sea with a phantom of a smile on his bleeding lip. Namora knew Namor was holding back because of how he felt though he never said anything it was as clear as day that the king fancied you.

Panting you raised your hands in a defensive position. Your legs felt like jelly and your arms trembled. He looked ever the more dangerous right now and you weren't sure why, even Attuma and Namora who stood by the waters edge watched him come at you with all that he had and you barely dodged his attacks. It was like he was a whole different person, no more playful Namor, now stood before you was a hardened seasoned warrior of old and he was wounded.

What happened to him after those two weeks? He didn't visit you but Namora and Attuma did but barely. They were very vague about details and said Namor would explain when he came to see you again but there were no words spoken between the two except the one warning he gave you before locking fists together.

"Prepare."

You were just about to give up but you knew better than to do so. "You're so annoying and its fucking frustrating! Why did you even show up here in the first place if all you wanted from me was my power. You'll never get-"

A tanned fist came at you at lighting speed, you had your hands raised but when you were talking you left yourself open. He was going to kill you.

When that fist came it didn't connect with any part of your face or shoulders, instead you were lucky enough to be standing by a palm tree. It connected with that but you got the wind of it, with such force your bangs and loose pieces of hair went everywhere. First, a loud groan from the tree echoed through the small area around you then snapping, crackling and popping, the fibers of the wood breaking apart before finally a loud thud. But you didn't move, instead you stared wide eyed into the molten chocolate passionate eyes of the god king who was breathing heavily in front of you.

You always admired how he talked about his people, his land from before, his family, his time roaming the seas. You even enjoyed the looks he gave you when the both of you sparred just for fun but that was before he decided to go to war with Wakanda. After that it annoyed you.

Now, starring at how he looked at you with those lovely eyes made you yearn for 'what could have been'.

Dropping your arms and your stance you stood straight and proud. " I accept my defeat. As promised you can ask something of me,"

There was a set of rules the two for you followed when one lost or yielded:

Leave ego at the door.

Respect each others boundaries.

Whomever is knocked down or yields must do one thing the victor says.

The rules were easy and simple but you always won, he always told you he'd want to see you often and you banishing him from seeing you was definitely out of the question. So, you always asked for little things, trinkets from Talokan, foods from his city, and a chance to see the exotic fish humans would only dream of seeing but unfortunately some species would not survive up near the surface so you put a pin in that request.

Now, he was the victor. Dropping his tanned arm he moved closer to you placing his large warm hands on each of your upper arms gently squeezing. His eyes never leaving yours.

"You. Y/N, I want you,"

Your eyes widened a tad at his wish, a victor always got what they wanted if it didn't push the boundaries and that was one of the things you said he can never have. You.

You began to shake your head prepared to tell him that was her rule, she could never be his, your power could never be his but he shut you up by covering your mouth with his warm hand.

How rude! You narrowed your eyes at him hoping he had a good reason to be touching you in such a way.

" I know I can not have your power or whatever, but I don't want that. I want you, your body, I want to ruin you Y/N in every physical way possible until all your can think about is me," His voice was low and he leaned in close until his forehead rested upon your own hot one. Your face was red. Did his war leave him mental? Or was it the heat of this battle? Slowly he removed is hand from over your mouth.

Whichever it was it suddenly made your core tighten with a familiar squeeze you haven't felt in a while. Were you aroused by this? Yes, your sparring sometimes left you a bit flustered thanks to the words that were exchanged between the two of you but that couldn't lead to this. You were denying him what he wanted and he was unyielding of his decision, his request. Nevertheless, what he said plainly made you view him a little differently.

His arm retracted but before he took it back his warm fingers brushed against your red cheek followed by his palm, now he cradled your cheek in his hand. Namor made sure your eyes never left his praying that the emotions that played in his eyes were enough to confirm what he said. That's when you knew that he wasn't the only one who felt that same feeling.

Attuma and Namora looked at the scene and quickly scurried, well Namora forced Attuma to leave because he was ready to sit down and watch the show.

Soon the both of you were the only ones at the beach hidden by thick trees and rocks.

"Namor...Ku'kul'kan, I might be falling deep," Your voice trembled and it was quiet. There was a heat bubbling in the air between the two of you the more you realized that his words weren't just for show. they weren't painted sweet. He meant them.

With eyes casted down afraid if you looked at him further you'd loose yourself to t his sweet feeling that you just couldn't handle. Even feeling how awkward you felt Namor, without a word took your other cheek in his free palm and forced you to lift your head so you starred directly into his eyes. He was closer to you now both of your noses barley touching one another, both lips parted so your soft breathless pants mixed with his own.

"I've already fallen Y/N, I'll catch here at the bottom," With his breathless voice and your hesitancy to stop him he pushed his lips onto yours. It may have been brief but you were shocked but soon you closed your eyes and wrapped your arms around his shoulders touching his bare tanned skin feeling the flesh that you wanted to so badly bruise, tear apart and scar. Now you wanted to caress it and hold it.

He seemed to have the same thoughts because he tilted his head to the side forcing his hot tongue past your parted lips and dropped his large hands to your sides pulling at your flimsy shirt. He was already half naked while you still wore fabrics, it wasn't fair.

With tongue clashing against tongue you were surprised you were keeping up with the king of the deep with how thick and skilled his tongue was. Not even men you had fling with kissed this...this romantically. Your heart was beating so quickly in your chest you could hear it pounding in your ears!

Was this what it felt like to have your feelings returned? Was this what it meant to lust, to like, to...possibly love someone?

Breaking the kiss you had to pushed against his shoulders to give yourself some space, your lips were red swollen and wet, "Wait- wait we need-"

Again, you were cut off by yet another kiss you couldn't help but succumb to. Knees buckled and legs turned to jelly causing you to lose your balance and slip onto your knees , he feel to his knees with you breaking the kiss and next his lips your on your neck licking and kissing what he could of your sweaty flesh making you moan and shove at his shoulders. But it was like pushing a freaking wall of muscle! He wouldn't budge.

"N-Namor please," Your voice pleaded, whiney, to have him release you but alas he pretended not to hear your voice and pushing the sleeve of your top off your shoulder revealing your true flesh where the sea king greedily kissed, nipped and licked.

"I'm trying to catch you, I don't want you to hurt when you get down here mi reina," Deep, accented, rich and low.

Honestly, you didn't expect this outcome whatsoever. This was just sudden, and very surprising. A surprise that had your core tighten and caused a pool of heat to make itself known between your squeezing thighs, you were.. aroused.

A man of his caliber, a man who you avoided feelings for and masked it as annoying, a man who thought war was his only means of protecting his people, a man who almost killed you, made you feel as aroused as a whore in Babylon who hasn't had sex in weeks.

Well, not the best analogy but the idea was still there.

Before you knew it you let him push you onto your back into the sand, he slid between your legs and one hand was gripping the sand by the side of your head as the other reached for under your shirt. While caressing the flesh at your tummy he raised your shirt.

"Now you're docile, its cute to see you this way mi reina." He smirked while his hand fully slipped under your shirt and his fingers brushed against the underside of your breast. Why you didn't wear a bra today? Because you truly didn't expect t have company over like this.

Your cheeks redden and you quickly took hold of his hand stopping him from fully grasping your bare tit.

"I...this is embarrassing Namor," You cleared your throat," We were literally just fighting and now we're, what are we doing?"

Namore smiled, not his cheeky cocky smile but a genuine smile," We are just two people enjoying some time at a beach, two natural bodies who just so happen to be compatible enough to enjoy a dance that many before us enjoyed between man and woman,"

He scooted further forcing your legs to spread and hang around his thighs lazily, and you felt him. Hidden beneath those dark green trunks of his was a long hard slab of flesh already threatening to rip through the marital and it was pressing against your loose short shorts. Unfortunately, they were so loose they didn't bother to cover your snatch. Your trimmed bare snatch.

When you said you weren't prepared for anything you sure weren't, it was a laundry day so everything was being washed and or dried. Meaning panties, bras and even the good clothes you'd fight the sea king with.

He noticed in your fight a small glimpse of what you hid beneath thanks to your loose fitting clothes so it certainly helped him get riled up while he riled you up. A win was a win regardless of its means.

Namor had you beneath him almost as bare as he, if not more so, ready to receive because he already felt the slick wetness of your arousal against his trunk covered shaft.

"So, that means the sooner we couple the more we can realize just how badly we truly needed each other," Sliding one hand down to his golden belt he undid it carefully making sure to press that hard print against your cunt, squishing both sexes together while the claps were undone. He pulled the golden belt away from his waist and dropped it somewhere in the sand.

Did your bodies need each other? By the way your slick juice was leaving a slight damp mark on his trousers you'd say yes.

"We do fight each other very well, so maybe we do fuck well too," It embarrassed you to even say such a sentence. Especially when all you've been spewing from your mouth were insults and threats all directed towards him.

On the other hand he enjoyed seeing you struggle talking dirty to him. All those threats and insults fueled him and made him harder than he ever was and it was all thanks to you. While watching you he hooked his thumb on the waistband of his trunks and pulled them down, with urgency and you lifted your hips just as eager to finally catch that large slab of meat with your awaiting cunt with a loud wet slap.

You didn't bother to look at the dark tanned throbbing erection of his that was already beading at the tip. Okay, maybe you did but the slap to your cunt made your eyes to flutter closed briefly while a deep sigh of satisfaction left your lips.

Namor groaned under his breath as he prepared standing straighter and laying his cock over your mound and tummy. And with a thick warm finger he guided it over the length of himself before finally reaching to an area above your belly button, right where he measured the tip of his bulbous cock.

"This...this is where my cock is going to reach deep inside you,"

Your hand gripped his forearm that rested in the sand next to your hip,"You'll-tear me apart Namor," You whined squirming already.

He reared his hips back and made sure to position his tip between your puffy folds, you were already oozing with anticipation ready to start yet another fight with him, but this time with your full body.

The sea god hissed softly running his length up and down between your folds hearing how slick you were, it was a sound not even the sea can mimic. A real woman wet and ready was a gift man should always cherish.

And now a man of the water was going to drown in it.

"Then mi reina, lets count this as a win for me."

Without warning he found your entrance and pierced you, you welcomed him with a tight hot embrace of an eager cunt. A cunt he was already losing to. He was met with little resistance but there was some when he went further than any pervious man has ever gone.

It made you almost shriek! You grabbed his arm and placed a hand on hos abdomen making him stop. You were panting starring up at him with wide eyes, "Wait! Wait please-"

Taking your hands he held each one by the wrist and made sure you wouldn't escape from his grasp. God, you already knew what he was going to do.

The sea king looked down at you with a burning desire to ravish all that you were and to bring forth a destruction that lead to your end, an end that left you limp and drooling no doubt.

"And this, is where I catch you."

Using your hands as anchors to reel you back into his thrusts. And fit finally, he did. You were speechless when his hips connected with your ass making you bonce with each thrust, the claps, the plaps echoed along the beach and thankfully not a soul was in sight.

Finally you let out a sob like cry of pleasure when his finally let go of your hands just to grab your hips and lift them up a bit so his cock hit that one spot that made your toes curl. How did he know that was the spot?

With your back arched and head rolled back into the sand your only view was the sky and the ocean, waves of calm brushing against the shore one after the other almost mimicking Namors thrusts. It was driving you crazy.

"I-It feels so-" You gasped and your eyes crossed a bit as your body jiggled and bounced." So, so good!"

The poor sea king was groaning above you gripping your hips and concentrating on hitting the spots he guessed felt good to you, of course, it was purely guessing. Maybe the two of you were meant for each other. The soft caresses of your hands reached for each of his forearms and held them, anchoring to them.

He leaned forward over your body while animalistically gripping those hips of yours like a mad dog and placed open mouthed kisses along your tensed jaw and parted lips.

"Mine, mi reina magnifica," A groan was ripped from his throat and filtered through your hungry mouth, your hands no longer by his forearms but slid up to his cradle his cheeks in each palm. You were close to that sudden release but yet you didn't want it to end here. Your body hummed with the nickname and brought forth a shiver throughout your body.

With a few more powerful thrusts he suddenly

stopped with eyes closed and lips parted panting.

Was he...was he done already?

Panting yourself you placed kisses around his lips, his nose and forehead while wrapping your legs tighter around his waist.

"P-please you can't stop now, not when I'm so close you jerk,"

The words left you in a breathless annoyed huff. How dare he stop in the middle of pounding your insides. Opening his eyes once again he smirked and removed his hands from your hips, he moved them up and around you sliding an arm under and around your bare waist as the other wrapped under and around your shoulders securing himself down to you. You were forced to wrap your arms around his neck.

His face was buried into the crook of your neck," Forgive me my love, you're just so tight," Without further delay he began and this time he gave you no mercy. You could hear his teeth grind by your ear while he concentrated on controlling his hips to give you that mind blowing orgasm you've been needing.

It didn't take long before you came with a sob, digging your nails into his fleshy back and toes curling from the intensity of it. Fucking out in a public space and with the man you thought was the most annoying thing on this planet who was actually very into you, made this even more mind blowing than it was.

Soon, Namor the sea king quickly whipped his cock right out of that tight embrace of your walls and spent himself on your tummy. His load shot out so far it caught your parted lips and cheek, he panted heavily by your ear trying to catch his breath.

He shuddered and slowly straightened up he ran a sandy hand through his dark locks and smirked down at you.

"I told you I'd catch you."

[damienthemortician]

Hi Night!! I was wondering... If you could tell me about the bones? (Vaughn) Some? Like how come he was born a bunch of bones? Does that mean he invented bones? :O I am very intrigued :O

I was laid there, in the fresh soil of this earth, gazing at the night sky. Newborn stars emerged from nebulae in a chaotic pattern, stringing together the lace of the cosmos. I never questioned who I was, where I was, or what I came from, I was cradled by dirt, dead from the moment I was born. A light turned to look at me, more complex than any star I watched, it had a face of swirling patterns and a gaze that of a new parent, lovingly looking at their child, I was loved, and the light put their hands to my face, and told me my purpose. A god was born that day.

^ The poem I wrote about Vaughn's "birth", which yeah he was basically poofed into existence as a bunch of bones, giant ones at that as his bassinet was the face of a hill, consider it a godly stillbirth as he was only allowed life again by divine intervention and a higher power giving him life and his purpose as a god of war.

Medical grade yapping under the cut

A lot of Vaughn's iconography is that of a parental figure or the absence and memory of one, he is formally called the Warfather and sees the vampires he made as his children, which vampires in his world are created via a person A dying without a proper burial, B dying with a lot of hatred from those around them, warranted or unwarranted, or C dying by their own hand or the hand of a lover's to become a vampire.

Vaughn essentially represents those who are led down dark paths due to not being nurtured as a child and having to find family in others not of their blood, as well as soldiers who have no other home than the battlefield due to how much war changes a person, and the ones who do die in battle Vaughn takes care of their souls as the family is left to grieve.

As for his relationship with other gods, Vaughn had a bit of a thing for the Sun (eh the goddess representative) when humanity was still forming and Vaughn's nature had yet to truly manifest, he enjoyed arguing with her and watching primitive life wage small wars. But the straw that broke their already weak relationship came during the dark ages of humanity. A nun that had long turned away from her god was ousted in front of her village, she had been deflowering the would be husbands of other women and breaking up many loving marriages, she was tried and hung, the village folk not even bothering with a burial as they cast her body to the woods for the animals to have at. Vaughn took interest in her corpse, letting her have one more chance to wreak havoc, a creature of the night that sucks the essence from the living as payment for the disrespect they received in life. The Sun was furious with him, breaking off their relationship* and damning any vampires to burn to ash in her light, and that is how it has been for centuries, with some revisions and exceptions as time has passed and the surviving vampires have aged.

*Yeah no they still get together from time to time, I mean the Sun absolutely hates Vaughn but he's also a freak so it works out

Vaughn also has a divine daughter, in that he cursed the bloodline of a Sun worshiping family to eventually produce an incarnation of himself, or a "vision" as it's come to be called. Sariel was the daughter of a renowned and skilled vampire hunter, but the dark and grim called to her, the stories of demonic creatures that tempted the good from the dark, only intrigued her. She was a fighter growing up, sparring with children her age and always reigning victorious, eventually she managed to overpower her own father in a fight, and then offered to hunt with him, but she had other ideas, a soft voice in the dark would speak to her on evening walks, cold hands with no pulse would become laced with hers, and Sariel would find love with a vampire woman. Sariel's father would wake to find her missing, and a visit to a Sun worshiping kingdom would have him met with the tragedy of a priestess killed in cold blood, no clues but the signs of struggle, and deep punctures in the priestess' neck. Sariel would begin her adventures, now Valkyrie, newly initiated as a vampire with her lover, and the divine child of Vaughn.

As for the other three apocalypse gods, I'khira is the god of famine, The Starved God, and for the time being he and Vaughn have a small thing between them too, but there's not much detail to what they have. Erebus is the god(ess) of death, Lady Silence, and she doesn't ever take sides in what is essentially a divine high school drama, she's less a harbinger of death and more the act itself of death, leaving the souls and judgement of those souls to their respective gods. Ysenia is the god of pestilence, The Mooncalf God, and its birth could be a story of its own as its technically a child of the Sun in that it was a defect sprout when plants were still forming, but it and Vaughn almost see each other as siblings, as illness and health often battle much like opposing armies, but Ysenia does its own thing and isn't interested in love or companionship, since not much to love in a mass of infectious creatures, diseased plant matter and cancerous human tissue yknow?

Erebus (first two), Ysenia (left) and Valkyrie (right) I have yet to draw I'khira because I don't know how best to portray him

[vivihar]

hello vivi !! it’s ME again !!

im here to yap again so BE READY !!

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first i love tomerus i want them to smooch but i also want them to have a billford dynamic…please here me out with tired stressed severus being tormented by an entity (tom ahah TOMENTED) who wants to take over the universe and finds fun in torturing humans with a whole ‘let’s see how many times i can rearrange your atoms without you ceasing to exist!!’ but in a TOM way yk ?! like severus who shouldnt like this weird demon but he’s also kind of hot in a way he hates himself for. like please my man wanted to research creatures and potions and instead accidentally made a deal with a god damn trillion year old psychotic masochistic interdimensional demon ????

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THE SECOND YAP is i want them…sherlock johnlock coded…severus just looking for an apartment and meeting up with an old friend (insert whoever you want here) and who says ‘wow, you’re the second person to ask me that.’ and he’s like ‘wtf r u talking abt’ and there tom is whipping a dead body because he wants to know if bodies bruise after death ?? and everyone’s okay with it except for severus who’s stood there wondering who tf this guy is and why is behaviour is normalised ?? or you could make it sheriaty which i now realise while writing this is slightly better. moriarty as tom and severus as sherlock with their homoerotic rivalry where neither of them actually want to kill the other because what’s the fun in that ?? this is what severus needs, the thrill of the chase and the only person that can give him that is tom and while toms reading out this pre-rehearsed villainous speech severus is thinking ‘this guy talks to much…i should kiss him. or shoot him. both is good.’ and tom is thinking ‘maybe i should kill him…no then i wont be able to see him. maybe i could just rob his grave after. i’ll see what he does first.’ because honestly they’re ALL THE OTHER HAS !! they’re ALL THE OTHER WANTS !! no matter how much tom does, severus will always be there to stop him and the thrill of the chase is what gets them off !! they’re insane !!

and i love them and then concludes my yap LOVE YOU VIVI !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello Dori lovely how are you 🧡

I confess it's been a long time since I watched both of them so I don't know if I could make them as you said but I did understand the dynamic you're referring to which thank you love, it's perfect especially the first one.

Maybe not a deity (or maybe could do) Tom has psychopath tendency which if we make Severus some type of a creature Tom would want to play and test everything about Severus like a kid playing with his toys. But if we think him as a 'deity' I think we could go with Canon. Like V winning the war and playing with Severus, torturing him and making him live forever so he could play with him forever etc etc.

I kinda have Moriarty and Holmes thing au. Not really same but similar chasing and playing game. Muggle au where Tom is a criminal Lord or something and Severus journalist or detective who looks for him. More likely journalists tho. Tom would have fun how his newly graduated 'stalker' finds things about him(he lets him) and Severus would be excited to discover more and more things about Tom. And at some point Severus gets good, he finds things Tom doesn't want him and rather than being angry Tom would kinda feel proud lol anyway I hope I tidy the plot soon so I can start making the au because it's fun.

I love you too 😙🧡🧡

[dark-elf-writes]

Sharing the sharingan

What if The Uchiha, The Hyuga, and Kakashi all die during Pain’s attack and end up at Sakumo’s limbo-campfire together?

Maybe they all die one by one with kakashi last because they’d be damned if they didn’t do everything physically possible to keep him safe. They just absolutely refuse to meet their sensei again with the knowledge they let his kid get killed while they were still kicking.

Them showing up one by one at the campfire and Sakumo smiling oh so sadly because while he wanted to see his family again, he never wanted it to be so soon. Not like this.

Sakumo getting immediately dog piled by all three of his kids once they’re all there. Just knocked to the floor and nuzzled into because yeah they’re adults but they all lost him too early and grew up too weird to give a shit about appearances now.

The Uchiha and The Hyuga immediately launching into a full blown bragging session about Kakashi’s accomplishments (both shinobi and otherwise. They personally think him beating Gai is far more impressive than his multi page spread in the Bingo book since they have them too but oh well).

Kakashi retaliating by talking about their extensive list of accomplishments (ie the weirdly specific but very useful self help books, the highly successful erotica novels, the universal fear of all Jonin, and the legion of devoted kids they managed to build )

Sakumo being very bemused because he really thought this reunion would be a lot more…apologetic? Philosophical? Because while he certainly apologized to them all and they accepted it, everything moved past it pretty quickly. According to them they’d “slap his guilt-ridden brain out of his ears if he tried to leave them again” but didn’t actually mind his decision on the mission? When he asked about it the Hyuga huffed because “come on sensei, really? You think we helped raise your pup thinking you made the wrong choice on that mission? You have us the wolf summons for a reason, didn’t you?”

Kakashi, now possessing the spirit of a little brother instead of an only child, absolutely delighting in watching them both get scruffed like unruly pups when the stories start flowing and some less than advisable actions come to light.

Microwaving this in my head because anncnsjskdjdnshush

I always planned on at least one of them dying in the Pain attack because of the angst but the thought of all three of them dying has me feeling emotions only known to shrimp.

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The Hyuga dies first. Impaled by a chakra rod and exhausting his chakra to give his family, his pack, even the slightest chance. The last thing he hears is the Uchiha’s roar of fury as everything goes dark.

The Uchiha dies next, shoving Kakashi out of the way of a sure kill blow before throwing himself forward, determined to draw blood if it’s the last thing he does. He tells Kakashi to take Choji and run. He wakes up with a campfire in the distance and silence all around him.

Kakashi dies last, exhausted body unable to maintain the sharingan even a second longer. He’s no natural dojutsu user. Was never meant for the constant drain. He makes sure Choji gets out and prays it’s enough that even one do the kids makes it out of this shit show alive.

(He dies grateful that Naruto is gone. That Minato’s son would live even if Kakashi was no longer there to help raise him.)

The three of them find the campfire around the same time. The Hyuga laughs so hard he would have definitely pulled something if he was still alive when he realized who was there waiting for them.

The only real family other than each other and Kakashi that he and the Uchiha had ever known.

Sakumo looks sad (and a bit concerned that the Hyuga is going to figure out how to die a second time) but that’s as nothing compared to his shellshocked expression once after the Hyuga gathers himself he’s tackled by his three very much bigger pups all yapping over each other and laughing and crying. He wonders if this was what it would have been like in a perfect world where all of them lived. He wonders if they feel the missing weight of his final pup (the one that turned from them) just as keenly as he does.

As much as it hurts to see the light come for his pups he’s so fucking glad they get to live another day, get to break the cycle of the Hatakes (because they are all Hatakes no matter what clans two of them were born into) dying young.

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Mortal Kombat Legends: Blood Bound

Chapter 9: Mixed Feelings

As our idiots went on their way back to the palace, Muchacha hopped off her horse, because she had no space due to the wizard's body not giving  her much area to sit. Robin also hops off his steed, to whisper something to Muchacha.

ROBIN: So, like, what do we do with the brother from Blood Diamond over here?

The general, hearing this, whispers back

MUCHACHA: Same as with this magician. We take him to the Kahn, and let her decide his fate.

ROBIN: Are you serious?

MUCHACHA: You heard me, and you heard what he’s capable of. If he lives, he lives. And If he dies, well… How is it that you Earthrealmer’s say? No comment?

Nico, a bit confused and angry, talks back to Amara.

ROBIN: Dude, he barely knows what he did, besides, you can’t kill someone with such a cool design just like that.

Muchacha, who is starting to get annoyed, pokes Robin’s chest.

MUCHACHA: Do you remember what happened last time you disobeyed my word? That's right, I almost tossed you off this cliff. So for that, I will just tell you this. I don’t suggest toying with my temper.

Robin, a bit angry, steps back, and the two walk back, and see Sabbia and Kounterfeit standing close. Robin and the general look at eachother, and Robin is the one to speak.

ROBIN: Listen up here, sister. I'm not going to let you do that. You're going to talk to Kitana about this. I can't have a clear conscience knowing you're going to kill a kid, no matter how dangerous he is.

Muchacha, now greatly annoyed, steps towards him. The general, putting her hand on his shoulder, and staring at him, she responds.

MUCHACHA: Listen closely, because I'm not repeating myself. I don't give a damn about your morals. You'll do as I say, and not question my authority. And if you disobey me again, you're going to get a taste of my foot in your teeth.

Robin, as usual, responds with a quip.

ROBIN: You know, for some people, that's a massive turn-on. For me, that's just trash talk, and, if I'm being honest, you're not really good at trash talking. Also, not that I care, but you ain't even good at making decisions for people's fates, and instead you rely on Kitana's orders-- 

MUCHACHA: Are you done yet? Or are you going to ramble on and on and on until you bore me to death? I could be doing better things with my time than this.

ROBIN: Nope, I can do this shit for days.

The snake and the blood bender listen to their conversation, trying not to say anything too loud.

KOUNTERFEIT: I swear, I can almost hear her blood pressure rising. Who are they, exactly? And what are they arguing about?

SABBIA: I'll explain later, for now, let's step back a little bit, we're in earshot.

The two move a few meters back, and Sabbia looks at the general and crusader. Robin, who was just talking, stops, and the general sighs. She then speaks, her voice raised.

MUCHACHA: If you yap for one more minute, I can and will shove my sword down your throat. Is that what you want? A sword lodged in your skull? I can assure you that will end your career faster than I can swing this blade. Now, are we done here, or will we continue to waste our time, bickering like a couple of toddlers. I have places to be, and a job to do.

Robin, getting pretty tired of her not agreeing with him, gets a bit angry and steps towards her, pointing his finger in her face.

ROBIN: Listen, lady. I understand that you don't like me, and frankly, neither do I, but that's how the writer wants it. And, for once, can you be a bit nicer, or, at least, not threatening me and the people around you. Because I swear, if you hurt that guy over there (Kounterfeit), I will make you regret every decision you made up until this point.

MUCHACHA: Listen, I couldn't give less of a damn about what you think of me, and how I treat the people around me. Now, I'm not asking anymore. Shut. Your mouth.

The two are staring at each other, and Robin moves away from the edge, closer to Sabbia and Kounterfeit. He sighs and shakes his head, and then looks back at the saurian and the boy.

ROBIN: Hey, you two, stay right here. I'll go calm the lady down. If I don't come back in 5 minutes, run, and never look back. Understood?

SABBIA: I don't recommend it.

ROBIN: Why? 

KOUNTERFEIT: She's, uh, chewing on a rock. Aaaand swallowing it. I have a feeling she's really mad at you.

Robin, a bit concerned, looks back at Muchacha. He starts walking towards the general, and she looks at him, as her eyes glow a bright orange, triggering a terrified facial expression. Muchacha, noticing the change in expressions, stops chewing. She speaks to the crusader. Her tone is more soft, and calmer. 

MUCHACHA: I apologize for that... to be fair, you pushed my buttons, but still. I'm sorry for threatening to, um, cut your limbs off and stuff. I was just being a bit angry, is all.

ROBIN: A bit, sure, yeah. But it's fine. You're not the worst I've seen, that's for sure. I've dealt with worse folks. Can we just, you know, get the whole "I hate you and you hate me" thing out of the way so we can just do this dog garn job? Please? 

MUCHACHA: ... Sure. Whatever. It's a truce, I guess. Once we're done here, you're dead to me. Are we clear?

ROBIN: Crystal.

He said, reaching in his bag, pulling out a cookie and breaking it in half.

ROBIN: Cookie?

Muchacha, who needs something real to eat, reaches out, and eats the cookie in seconds. She looks back at Robin, who's eating the cookie.

MUCHACHA: Do you have another, by any chance?

Robin takes his bag and shows it to Muchacha, showing it full of cookies of many variations.

ROBIN: Literally the only thing I packed for this trip. You guys want some, too?

He gives the two on his left some of his stupid choice of supplies. They both look at him, and then each other, and they both shrug, and take some. Amara is a bit surprised by his offer, and she responds.

MUCHACHA: Why are you so nice all of a sudden? Just a minute ago you were yelling at me and now you're offering your food to people you barely know. Is this some kind of weird Earthrealm thing or are you just being an idiot.

ROBIN: ... Yes. and it's called "forgive and forget", Watson. You should try it sometimes. It'll improve the way people look at you and your overall mood.

Amara, who is a bit confused, responds. She says in a quiet tone, as to not be heard by the other two. Her tone is a mix between sad and confused. 

MUCHACHA: Listen, I don't know if you've noticed, but not many people like me. Especially because of my past, and to me it seems as if you're not that different. So please, save your cookies for yourself, and don't waste them on people who will forget you once you're out of their sight. Understood?

ROBIN: You wanna go right here and now? In front of these two, with a hundred meters above sea level? I could take you, and best hope I mean in a fight.

MUCHACHA: By the Elder Gods... Fine. Once we're done here, you will have a fight on your hands. Understood? And I won't lose. Not today, not ever. 

As the team would keep going, the blood bender would hop on Nico’s steed and Sabbia would keep walking, not getting tired one bit.

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One thing from my headcanons that I will not let go of it Ben and Kai talking at the baby shower about birth. Ben is so fascinating to me in ths au. He hates baby showers, sure he went to all of the ones Leo and KT had (who had a shower per kid? honestly Ben thought it was excessive) but only because Kieran planned them and promised he'd supply booze and invite some friends for Ben to flirt with (Ben likes flirting with all of Kieran's repressed friends, likes seeing them blush - used to like having Kalvin see him making them blush and get jealous). Ben didn't let Leo or Dec throw him a baby shower, threatened them within an inch of thier lives if they so much as thought about it - both of them knew that despite being pregnant and having the worst morning sickeness that Ben would kick thier asses effortlessly. Instead Ben invited Leo, KT and Dec over to his house and ate with Leo and Dec while Kieran build the crib and stuff (this was when they found out that Dec was marrying Kai and Ben was pissed that he was going to be pregnant and fat at the wedding). Ben didn't have anyone in the room with him when he had his baby - Leo and Dec had both offered but he hadn't wanted them. KT was the only one allowed in and out of the room during labour because he didn't hover over him, wasn't overly caring and suffocating and did as he was told. Ben hopes Leo knows how lucky he is. Kai getting pregnant brought up some feelings that Ben had hidden for the last 13 months since his son was born. He thinks about not attending the shower but after Martin had filled him in all the whole drama of it possibly not being Dec's child (Ben had called him to find out if he'd known about the pregnancy because he and Leo didn't and he's a little pissed Martin didn't tell them after hearing it from Kai) Ben knew he had to go. He was hoping to see some drama but instead ended up sharing half of the naggin of vodka KT brought (Ben refuses to admit it but he thinks Kieran might be his closest friend at this rate) and getting sad in corner while everyone else pretended things were good and happy. He almost didn't notice Kai sitting down next to him, too focused on feeling jealous of Leo as he and KT played with thier kids (he doesn't think he's jealous becaue he wants to date Kieran or anything. They'd be awful together, Ben would just like to be the family he thought he and Kalvin would be for that split second) and that's when they start talking about birth and such - but only after al ittle snark from Ben

this is like a whole other fic, solely from ben's pov that's for sure! thank you for sharing with us!!!!!! the ben and Kieran's surprise friendship, that's sooooooooooo them. I can totally see it. kieran knows not to try to give ben solutions for whatever he's yapping about; he just listens, supporting him silently. wow...

from this I gathered ben is still KINDA hung up over Kalvin?? damn!!!! what made Kalvin so special?

and how did ben meet willo after his baby was born? how old is the child? a girl or a boy? did ben come clean to willo since the beginning "I'm a single mother" or??

ALSO; how is ben with his child? did he have postpartum depression (not sure how it's called) - is he disconnected from his child???? if I may, I think he does have a postpartum grief thingy. he kinda leaves his child with his parents cuz his mental health kinda deteriorated when the actual tiny human is born, is in his arms. like... he's not that numb, he can still feed his child, but he doesn't really want anything to do other than feeding them LIKE. is kinda unmoved when the baby cries. can hold and rock them to sleep, but that's it??? thus his parents are taking over, and ben busies himself with work! wdyt?

PLEASE TELL ME 😭😭😭 we need more mpreg u can't denyyyyyyyyyy

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🐛🦋🪲🪰🦟🦗🐍🐢🦎🦖🪼

what do all of these guys have in common? being silly beasts, that's what

i'm not the biggest bug fan, bugs don't like me and i don't really like them, but i make exceptions. moths, dragonflies, caterpillars, mantises, crickets and grasshoppers, beetles, and maybe one or two others i can't think of rn are cool with me. although not a bug, spiders are my arch nemesis, sadly - mosquitoes too! those little guys love my blood

snakes are awesome!! i love snakes!! they're either super cute or super cool, little inbetween. ball pythons are the dogs of the snake world, i love them so much! i still gotta make me but ball python (been on my to-do for a while), so silly! i've really liked reptiles for a long time, they're just so interesting to me. crocodiles and alligators are definitely some of my favorites, they're just so cool and wide and beastly and <3

i think that has to do with my love for dragons, though. ever since i was a little kid i've always been so fascinated by them. once a dragon kid, always a dragon kid who's with me 🗣️🗣️🔥

i love dinosaurs too, they were some of the first things i ever drew! it's amazing and mindblowing thst these fantastic, huge creatures once lived on our planet. biology, evolution, and the history of life is so damn cool. i gotta try drawing dinosaurs more

jellyfish are, admittedly, also interesting. like, how does THAT thing just, exist?? what is bro up to?? i haven't looked into them too much, but they are beautifully weird. same goes for sea life in general, especially deep sea animals! so damn ugly and weird i love them

in general i have a huge love for wildlife, biology, (including spec bio!) and just everything and anything relating to animals and ecosystems. recently, i have been *dying* for some sort of custom ecosystem sim, where i can freely create my own species and watch them interact with their world and everything around them. there is just something so damn interesting about it, it sends off all the "ooh, i like this a lot" parts on my brain! if anyone has any recommendations on something like this please let me know! spore is great, i love spore, but i'd love something more in-depth and open ended

i also really like speculative biology, if you couldn't tell before lol. there's just something about it, thinking about how things work and interact in realistic - yet different - settings. it's awesome! -- that and my love for nature and the natural world is probably what has led me to being such a massive fantasy lover. i just love thinking of other worlds, ones that are much cooler than our own. i love thinking of strange, beautiful, crazy critters and beasts that would inhabit those worlds. magic that bends the rules of reality, that can be a tool for both good and bad. everything about it is wonderful, and i eat that shit up!! i'm always on the hunt for new fantasy content to get that itch in the back of my brain, so suggestions are awesome! i've always liked elder scrolls, and just started watching delicious dungeon/dungeon meshi, i've also been trying to get into dnd for like, ever lol (i just gotta get my friends together and figure it out)

thank you for giving me something to ramble about! it is very fun and i'd love to hear any thoughts, comments, or suggestions on anything!! i'm hooked on the tumblr ask system now please give me things to yap about this is so good <3

[bl00dhearts]

My little rant on the new Priscilla movie by sophia coppola:

Ok so first off the movie wasn’t even that bad the aesthetics and how it was portrayed was beautiful. The story telling was incredible and the convey of emotion really spoke for the movie. Even thought it did kinda drag on on some parts i feel, overall great film… i would give this a near perfect rating if it wasn’t based on REAL people…

This movie is a glamorized over exaggerated fairy tail of elvis and priscilla. i don’t know what other way to put it. It clearly portrayed elvis in a bad light even his daughter Lisa Marie Presley shared her thoughts on the movie before she passed. Saying it was vengeful and portrayed her father wrong. Like damn that’s literally elvis’s daughter and y’all still saying he was all this stuff. Like i ain’t saying he isn’t a bad person he definitely had his flaws but priscilla did too. But the movie very much portrays priscilla as this sad depressed little girl being groomed by elvis when that wasn’t the case at all. than y’all be clapping back saying ‘the movie is based on the elvis and me book priscilla wrote and it’s her perspective’ like no duh. but it’s her perspective and could easily be taken out of proportion. like i ain’t saying what priscilla went through wasn’t real like it def was and i’m forever a priscilla defender AND an elvis defender.

but y’all seem to have a problem with people defending elvis. and that’s all got to do with the modernization of extreme feminism and the me too movement… which is just hideous like i get ‘I’m just a girl’ what about ‘i’m just a boy’ like don’t get me wrong am a girls girl and all put i also have empathy for the other side even if i know there wrong.

(sorry for that lil rant)

Back to the movie, due to sophia coppola influence on young girls (low key me) they be taking her film as reality which it clearly isn’t. like it isn’t a documentary and it isn’t a hundred percent factual to the last detail, it’s a story told from priscilla’s perspective. and y’all straight up hating on elvis as if he wasn’t a real person with feelings and emotions that actually lived and sadly passed. and he isn’t here to tell his side.

i would not recommend this movie to anyone and would actually discourage it to people who haven’t done there research or don’t have proper background knowledge before hand, because if you hardly herd of elvis and didn’t rlly know who priscilla was going into that theater your definitely going to come out have a raging hatred for elvis and extreme sympathy for priscilla.

one more thing is that y’all really be pressed about the age gap like most parents including mine have a similar age gap to elvis and priscilla. Like every other person i hear yap about this movie is ‘priscilla was a CHILD when she dated elvis’ like girl be fr i be getting second hand embarrassment for that. She was fourTEEN a teenager and elvis a young adult. and it’s not like elvis immediately started dating when she was fourteen they MET each other when she was that age. and even priscilla herself said elvis NEVER tried anything on her and wasn’t sexual towards her. Even herself priscilla said ‘i was older in life not numbers’ which is so real bc i bet a lot of y’all thoughts y’all’s was mature for ur age. she also said ‘i don’t think i was groomed’ and that’s from priscilla herself and how you gonna deny her own words, even herself also explained how she actively persuade elvis when she was younger and begged her parents to let her move in with elvis at 17 it wasn’t like elvis was begging for her to come to Graceland. and elvis always treated her very well.

Another point is that elvis treater priscilla like a doll and made her dress up the way he wanted. Like priscilla literally said that’s how they both was, and she always wanted to look her best for elvis and even herself, like is that so hard to believe that woman back than put in effort to look presentable like that was the time back than. even elvis himself never showed up looking slouchy or lazy, he was always dressed well and priscilla was also dressed well.

another thing about priscilla’s personal style changing because of elvis is low key kinda weird bc i can’t be the only person that noticed this. like a lot of videos point out ‘oh when priscilla before she met elvis was really girly with long skirts and cardigans, than during elvis was shift dresses, than after elvis she started to wear pants and ‘express herself more’” like girl no. she literally just followed the fashion trends of the time. like the late 50s and 60s was that style them long skirts and blouses and cardigans and dresses and ponytails, that’s what was popular back than. she met elvis and moved in with him in about mid 60s and that’s when the shift dress and big hair became really popular and elvis may have influenced that as well but priscilla followed. than towards the end when they had there kid and priscilla started to get more freedom her style changed and she started to wear more pants and denim…. like girl it’s was literally the late 60s early 70s that was the height of fashion, like pants and denim were literally trendy and popular so ofc priscilla had to cop bc she’s the it girl. so it’s not rlly her own style like she just followed the trends and was the height of fashion.

and also kinda going back on what i said before about the grooming. that term wasn’t really coined till later and it’s kinda of a newer term because that never really happened before because back than that’s just the way of things. It was normal for a woman to get married between 14-18 to a older man in his 20’s because that was the norm back than, not necessarily in the 1960s but more true in the 1910s and before. and that only changed sort of recently because of the modernization of everything including health. because back than people married young bc a lot of folks didn’t make it to get so old. and also they didn’t encourage woman to go to school and colleges as much as they do now.

anyways that’s all i could think of for now and i’m high key getting tired of typing all this, like i havnt even written school work this long before. but yeah i hope y’all at least understand my take on this, and if you have any critiques or some u wanna say feel free to say them it’s not that deep. bye!