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Pool Boy (1) | Yeonjun

Choi Yeonjun - TXT

Rating: M (18+) MDNI

Word Count: ~3.2k OuO

Pairing: Yeonjun x AFAB!Reader

Genre: Reader-Insert, Smut, Porn without Plot

!!This is smut…if that much isn't clear you should probably leave now!! MDNI!

Warnings: She/Her Pronouns used, Small Age Difference (Unspecified, he calls her Noona), Pet Names (Pretty Girl, Noona, etc.), Swearing, Kissing, Oral (M! Receiving), Deepthroating/Face-Fucking, Fingering, Semi-Public Sex (at work but no one else is there), Unprotected Sex (Use a condom! She's on the pill)

Summary: Getting it on after hours with the hot lifeguard who works at the same pool as you. This is just for context, it literally has no effect on the story itself.

Author's Note: This originally was going to be part of a really long series with a lot of plot, but it was taking too long and I was putting too much plot, more than I had initially planned. Because of that, I cut nearly all plot out and it's still three-thousands words of just fucking so…

None of the parts are reliant on the others, there is just a version for each boy.

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Everyone had left, leaving just you and Yeonjun. You were finishing up last minute stuff in the office, not sure where he was, but his bag was still inside, so he definitely hadn’t left. As you were pinning up a sheet on the corkboard by the door that was the schedule for the next week, you felt a presence behind you. It was warm and you didn’t even flinch when you felt hands on your hips. Yeonjun wrapped his arms around you, hand holding his other wrist, so they rested right near your belly button. His cheek rested on your head, his mouth right by your ear.

"Looks like we're alone." His breath was hot on your ear, and you pressed back into him, your own hands coming to rest on his in front of you. You shifted and he let you go just enough that you could turn toward him, then his arms tightened again. He pressed so close to you you could feel the slight ridges of his stomach through both of your thin shirts. Your head had to tip back pretty far to look up at him at this distance. His hands unlinked and surrounded your waist, his big hands easily covering a wide swath of your middle. Your own hands went to his upper chest near his shoulders, and slowly slid up to his jaw.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, lips so close to yours they brushed over each other with his words.

"I’ll be mad if you don’t-" He was on you. Yeonjun’s lips were as soft as they looked and you groaned, tilting your head to instantly deepen the kiss. One of your hands ran up the nape of his neck into his hair, the other gripping his shirt over the right side of his chest. His own hands left your waist and descended lower till they rested over your ass, and he put his hands into your pockets. Somehow, he pulled you closer and you moaned softly at feeling him completely surround you. He stepped forward and your back hit the wall, the corkboard preventing you from bumping your head on the painted brick. Reluctantly, you both pulled away for a breath, lips still hovering close.

"This okay, (Y/N)?" When his voice, raspy with desire, spoke your name you shuddered. How could someone this beautiful really want you? Just a normal human, not someone who looked like they belonged in a museum as an art piece.

"I would let you do whatever to me." You admitted and he groaned, his brow furrowing and his lips sealed to yours again. The force of the kiss made you groan, and he took the chance to slip his tongue in your mouth. Your head swam and you had never been so turned on just from kissing a guy before. His hands were all over you and you sighed when his fingers crept under your shirt and up your back. When you had to pull away again for air, a ribbon of saliva hung between your lips, and you licked to break the connection.

"Whatever huh?"

"Within reason." You were both slightly out of breath still, your exhales mixing between you.

"What do you want to do?" you asked, your lips still so close they brushed as you spoke. One hand left your back, and he cupped your jaw gently, his thumb rubbing over your throat.

"I want you to swallow my cock." His voice was quiet, worried he was being too forward. You groaned a bit, and he at first thought you were unwilling. However, the fact that you instantly sank to your knees, he saw you were more than willing.

"Fuck (Y/N)." He gasped when your much smaller hands went to the waist band of his swim trunks, and you pulled the garment off and away. His cock sprang free, and he sighed in relief. Big and pretty, just like him. Before he could say anything else, your mouth sealed around the head, your tongue swirling around before taking him deeper.

"Shit~" His moans were pretty too, everything about him was so pretty. When the tip of his dick hit the back of your mouth, your eyes flitted up to meet his. Yeonjun swore once again, resting his arm on the wall and then his forehead on his arm. Seeing you like that made his cock twitch and a bead of pre hit your tongue. What he wasn't expecting you to do next was start inching him even deeper into your throat. He whined and you moaned back, swallowing around him over and over to keep from gagging too bad. He said he wanted you to swallow his cock, so you did, burying him in your throat, your nose hitting the skin of his groin. His eyes clenched shut, teeth chewing on his bottom lip, trying not to move. When you noticed his hips twitch slightly, you smiled as best you could with your mouth full of Yeonjun's dick, and pulled back till you could circle your tongue over the head again.

"Wanna move?" You offered and his eyes flew open to gape at you. When he saw your determined face and not a hint of reluctance in your tone of voice, he moaned. You even sounded excited.

"You sure?" And when you nodded, his other hand stroked over your hair, lightly gripping it to hold you where he wanted. It seemed you had some experience with that kind of thing, because you shifted your kneeling position so you could brace against the floor better. The head of his cock brushed past your lips again and he let out a long whine as you let him get as deep as possible. When he asked for you to swallow his cock, he didn't realize you were going to let him fuck your face. Just the thought alone was getting him close, let alone the perfect wet, hot vacuum your mouth created.

"Fuck-" He groaned, careful to watch when you would suck air in through your nose, making sure he didn't cut your air off too much and too long. Your panties were stuck to your folds already and you grinded against the thick seam of your jeans. Splats of saliva and precum dripped onto the floor as Yeonjun struggled to not ruin your throat, but his hips were hard to control the longer he went.

"Gonna…cum-" He gasped and your hands flew to his butt, holding him in place and he came down your throat. The whine he let out as his head tilted back in relief was literally orgasmic. Breathing hard as you pulled off, you cleaned his still slightly hard cock off and sat back, grinning up at him.

"I…I wasn’t really prepared…" He drifted off and you nodded in acknowledgement.

"I’m on the pill, don’t worry about it."

"You sure?"

"Yeonjun if you don’t get inside me soon, I might start begging. I'm already on the floor." You blinked at him.

"I would like to see that, but a different day. Come up, pretty girl." He helped you stand and turned you around, so you faced the wall again. He pressed another kiss to your cheek as his front pressed to your back, his lips meeting your neck as he placed kisses there, his fingers ghosting over your ribs. You could feel his cock hardening again in the cleft of your ass and you knew he would fill you in the best way. As his tongue ghosted over the ridge of your ear, he wrapped his arms around you entirely again, his right hand cupping your covered breast, the other resting on your stomach above the waistband of your shorts.

"That door locked?"

"They all are." You exhaled, his hand slipping under your bra and tweaking at your nipple. His other hand deftly undid your button and slid his hand into your shorts. You gasped as he rubbed over your cunt through your underwear, the fabric already soaked.

"How long have you been like this, hm?" His voice in your ear made your thoughts fuzzy.

"Fuck, since I first saw you." You admitted and he groaned, burying his nose into the crook of your neck.

"(Y/N), don’t say things like that…" He whined and you chuckled a bit, but you nearly choked on your own air when his hand buried in under your panties, a long finger pressing against your entrance. You exhaled at the sensation, and you groaned when his finger filled you up, deeper than you could ever get yourself.

"Your so wet, noona. Tight." His hips jumped a bit, grinding his cock into your covered back side. You whined when he added another finger, his palm grinding over your clit. He needed to get you more prepared to take his cock. As his fingers scissored inside of you, you reached your own hand back and palmed his dick to full hardness and Yeonjun grunted at the feeling.

"Get inside me, now, please." He complied and you pouted at the loss of his arms around you, his hot skin pressed to yours. He maneuvered behind you; you could hear him take his shirt off as you did yourself. Before you could, he unhooked your bra and he cupped your breasts with his hands, his bare chest against your back. Pressing against you, he stepped forward till the cold wall hit your front, his hands shoving your shorts off. Feeling him bare behind you was thrilling, and while you really wanted to turn and look at him, ogle him, you needed him inside fast. The soft sound of your shorts falling to the floor hit your ears and you whined when the head of his cock rubbed through your folds.

"Oh, god," you gasped as he started to press in. He groaned as your wet, raw heat surrounded him. Yeonjun’s dick stretched your walls with a delightful burn and your nails scratched against the wall futilely, you had to rise onto your tip toes.

"Oh, so good." He groaned once he was inside you all the way. It felt like he was in your throat, he fit inside so deep.

"Fuck, Yeonjun!" You exhaled harshly trying not to clench around him too much, but he felt so good, and he hadn’t even moved yet. Honestly, even if he just stayed like that you would probably eventually cum from him filling you alone. His arms looped around you again, but his hold was more possessive than before. One arm wedged between your breasts, his hand holding the base of your throat. Gently, though, just to secure you. You wouldn’t even mind if his grip tightened a bit…The other arm lay lower, his right hand resting on your left hip, and you braced yourself against the wall with your hands.

"Move, please." You mewled and he took a slow first thrust, the office so quiet that you heard a drop of your wet hit the floor underneath you. Hopefully, you remembered to clean that up later.

"C-can I? I don’t think I can go slow." His nose rested behind your ear, nuzzling it.

"Then don’t. Just fuck me, Yeonjun." You breathed the words out, before his next thrust took it away. Your eyes rolled back as he snapped his hips hard, the thrust was shallow but hard. You threw your head back, it rested on his shoulder as he began to rail you into the wall. Starting to lose strength in your legs, they began to shake, your calves burning from holding yourself to be the right height in that position. He must have noticed because he let you go so you could readjust. You ended up bent at the waist, making a ninety-degree angle. Your hands still held you up against the wall and his hands instead went to your hips. He had to thrust down some, changing the angle at which his cock battered the back walls of your cunt. The head of his dick rubbed over your sweet spot over and over and his thrusts got harder, faster. You wanted to scream from the feeling of him nearly leaving you empty before filling you entirely with a quick snap of his hips. Your head was bowed, your arms above your head, nails digging into the painted brick, chipping it off in some places. Sweat dripped from your forehead, hitting the floor along with the drops from your slick cunt. Yeonjun’s thrusts got sloppier, hard but shallow, his own hands resting on the wall about yours.

"I’m going to cum noona." He grunted and you were close yourself.

"S-s-same-" You managed to get out.

"Ah, fuck!" He was letting out little whines along with you. With one more hard thrust, he set off your orgasm, your walls clenching his cock so hard he fell over as well. You mewled as he pumped you full, your stomach felt hot, but you wanted more. If he didn’t keep going you would have to go home and dig your vibrator out to charge it.

"Shit, sorry!" He apologized, pulling out. You nearly collapsed, your legs like jelly, and he wrapped an arm around you to catch you, then helped you stand straighter. More drops hit the concrete floor, most likely your combined release falling from your still pulsing cunt. Glancing over to him at your side you finally saw him fully. God, he was absolutely divine…and still half hard.

"I can keep going, but I cannot keep standing." You panted, resting your forearm on the wall, then your forehead on your arm.

"Are you sure?" He leaned in and nibbled over your ear as he whispered into it.

"Fuck, yes, please." You nearly keened and he huffed, before wrapping his other arm under your legs and picking you up. You squeaked as he turned around to lay you on the table. The cold plastic was not the most comfortable perch, but you knew that it would be easier to clean than the couch in the break room. Finally, you could fully see him, your eyes drawn to his cock that was quickly getting fully hard. Honestly, you were glad he kept his shirt on lifeguarding because you would have jumped him otherwise. He was so gorgeous, his body proportions absolutely perfect along with his face.

"You need a break or are you ready?" His hands cupped your thighs, pulling them up so you could wrap your legs around his waist.

"I’m ready, hurry up!" You insisted and he laughed, his cock meeting your pussy again. Unlike before where he eased into you, he fucked into you hard immediately and your shoulders twitched, back arching.

"Yeonjun~" You felt your mind going numb, the pleasure tingling through your body. He smirked at your decreasing sanity, proud that he was the one doing it to you. You yelped when he pulled you closer to him, farther down the table. He leaned over you, his hands meeting yours over your head, holding them in his. Yeonjun’s lips found yours again and he swallowed every little moan you made. Whining again as his lips left yours, you wanted to complain, but he laid kisses from your cheek to your jaw, then your neck. He wanted to leave a mark or three but with the heat and working, you wouldn’t be able to hide them. Another time. He slowed his thrusts suddenly and you were going to protest, but his hands looped over your thighs again and he forced a squeal out of you when he folded your legs up, your ankles by his ears. He smirked and you were glad for your flexibility, and his hips began to pummel yours, the table shaking under you. When his eyes left your cunt, swallowing his fat cock, and went to your face he chuckled. You were gone, cock drunk and drooling. He had no idea you would get that far gone, not with your confident and bold personality. You were going to drive him crazy.

"Feel good, pretty girl?" Yeonjun stood back up straight, your legs coming off his shoulders so he could notch your knees over his elbows. Each roll of his hips allowed his pelvis to hit your clit, and he would grind hard into you as deep as he could each time. Your moans got louder, your walls pulsing and clenching again; he could tell you were nearly there.

"Yesss~"

"My cock really that good?"

"Oh, fuck, yes!"

"Couldn’t wait for me to fuck you, huh noona?" His words went straight to your head and cunt, but you weren’t able to say much back but ‘yes’ and nonsense babbling.

"I should always take second shift, wait till everyone else leaves, then fuck you on every surface in here~" He sighed with a slight moan as your pussy fluttered around his cock.

"You would like that, huh noona?"

"Fuck, yes!" You mewled and his thumb met your clit and with one stroke you fell apart again.

"Ah, ‘Jun~!" You clenched him tight, and he felt your cunt overflow and drip from your release. He wanted to hold back, but you felt so good, he was a goner when your legs wrapped tighter around him, not letting go.

"Fuck, I’m gonna cum again." Yeonjun groaned, pumping his hips hard two more times and spilling inside of you again. He fell forward, catching himself on his hands by your head. As your highs came down you pondered how you were going to get home with your shaky and numb legs.

"I’ll," he chuckled, "I’ll help you clean up." He pulled out of you, and you keened at the loss.

"Stay there a sec." He went and got some paper towels and cleaned himself before putting his shorts back on. You closed your eyes, breathing hard and you flinched when he brought a damp towel to your core.

"I make a mess?" You laughed, nearly sounding drunk.

"Pfft, no I did." Yeonjun chuckled and when he decided you were properly cleaned up, he helped you sit up on the table. You wobbled a bit sleepily and he brought you your discarded clothing.

"You’re so sweet." You cooed which made him smile, then he placed a soft kiss on your forehead.

"We also made a mess on the floor and over there…" He grimaced jokingly and you laughed yourself. Despite your shaky muscles, you were able to get dressed and help him clean. You disinfected just in case since it was a public area. It was nearly eleven by the time you were ready to lock up and leave and he stood beside you as you locked the gate.

"(Y/N)?" His voice was soft, and you turned to look at him.

"I just…I understand if you don’t want like…" He licked his lips, nervous, "I won’t just stop talking to you now that you let me- I mean-" He was stammering, his face red and you thought it incredibly endearing. He had literally just rearranged your insides and was now bashfully rambling. Stepping closer, you grabbed his hands where it was fiddling with his bag strap.

"Yeonjun, you are so sweet. If you want to just stay friends?"

"No! I mean…I want more but if you don't don't push yourself." He cleared his throat, looking intensely at your linked hands.

"I'm not pushing myself." You smiled up at him and his nerves flew away, his lips pulling into a smile himself.

"Thank God."

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RAAAAHHH HELLO ITS BEEN A MINUTE!!! \OUO/

YOUR FAVORITE CLOWN IS BACK IN BUSINESS ive been quiet a while, a LOTS been going on in my personal life that brought my social medias to a complete (and unfortunate ToT) standstill til now!

i rlly wanna talk about it, its been honestly life changing and for safety i need to add some warnings:

cw for abuse both physical and emotional, and suicidal thoughts/ideation (dw im ok and not suicidal! i used to be and i finally have real context as to why)

ANYWAYS LETS TALK ABOUT IT

i got the opportunity to see a therapist for free for the first time since i was a kid and it was IMMENSELY eye opening.

SOME CONTEXT: ive lived with just my mother since i was a teenager as i tried to "make it" as an artist. ive had my ups and downs w this career goal and have been heavy in the midst of a very big Down period. entirely brought on by how sick i was at the start of the year to june (infected lymph nodes, pneumonia, 2 pounds of tumors in my uterus that required the removal of the organ entirely etc, i may have a weak immune system im realizing sdlkjd) which resulted in me having very little energy to create and/or post content. by july i needed to basically start over. which i was excited to do! i WANTED to get back to work and i was even excited for art fight! ;u;

aaaand in july is when my mom thought would be a good time to threaten to kick me out unless i found money to give her or got a "real" job. this came as an extreme and horrifying shock as i had just asked her the month before to "believe in me just a little longer" as i finally felt i realized what id been doing wrong all these years before and felt strongly i could succeed before the end of the year, she not only emphatically agreed but even said i didnt need such a time limit and she definitely didnt mind supporting me til i reached my dream lol i couldnt even do anything until july bc i was busy recovering from major surgery, coming home with tape on my stomach to heal the incision that hadnt fully closed yet

ive wanted to see a therapist for ages bc im Full O' Trauma and i knew it would help. The way this worked was basically like getting a free trial, i got six days of therapy (to be spread out as far as i liked) thru zoom.

i used the visits more for getting advice on how to reach my goals thru mental blocks and exhaustion bc ultimately i felt like 6 days wasnt enough time to get into trauma stuff and i really just wanted to get my career off the ground again, hopefully permanently.

i had vented a tiny bit about my mom and by the final visit w my therapist i decided to forgo the "how to better reach my goals" questions and ask if she had advice on how to handle someone like my mother, who i had to live with and rely on and who would often say something cruel whenever the mood struck. as i told her about my situation she stops me and asks

"do you hear yourself? bc i hear you"

and im suddenly so scared shes going to tell me the same, "get a real job" "stop acting so selfish" etc

instead she says, "this is abuse, youre literally describing an abusive relationship"

i was in complete shock

i even asked her how could i be the one being abused when i was the one using the resources and she compared it to a person getting married to someone rich and that rich person treating them like theyre worthless for not also making money.

it shook me to my core especially bc my mom loved calling me an abuser and comparing me to her abusive ex husbands (one of which used to abuse her physically, punch her/beat her etc) and saying im just like them

for the record ive never laid a hand on her, she would say these things whenever the mood struck, often out of nowhere

once bc i told her i couldnt read her mind and didnt know what she wanted lol wild

ANYWAY after this conversation i started looking back on my life and realizing why ive always felt so worthless, why i thought until my early 20's that suicide would be the best option for everyone. i was so exhausted from chasing this dream and feeling like such a worthless burden, my mother would get so angry with me for just existing and i felt like she would be so much happier if i were out of the picture, my sisters (both a decade older and living w their own families) calling me a leech and selfish for "using" our mother etc

any time i would stand up for myself, kindly and meekly as i could my mother would tell me how she wanted to punch my mouth, slap my face etc for years i thought she'd eventually fly into such a rage one day that she'd kill me and... i honestly didnt really mind the thought once while in high school my mom picked me up for lunch and offered to pay for a prom dress. i told her that it was ok, i knew she was struggling w money rn and i didnt really wanna go to prom anyway she flew into such a rage she pulled over on the highway just to pull my hair and beat me, and then dropped me back at school to finish my day lol

realizing that all of that IS NOT OK OR A NORMAL WAY TO FEEL OR BE TREATED AND I DEFINITELY DIDNT DESERVE ANY OF THAT was extremely eye opening

i told my best friends what my therapist had said and they were both like YEAH... DID YOU NOT KNOW YOU HAD AN ABUSIVE MOTHER??

apparently it was very obvious ^^; my friends were shocked to find that i thought everything was my fault, my therapist even used the term "gaslighting narcissist" to describe her which was WILDLY VALIDATING for me lmao

sitting w all these thoughts whirling around my head my mom texts me suddenly and tells me to ask my sisters for money (13 hundred dollars lol) bc she needs it for "bills"

i didnt want to do that at all she told me to "use my big words" to convince them and not to say it was her idea, but instead to act like i was asking bc i wanted to

it felt gross and made my skin crawl and honestly didnt even make sense bc WHY would i need that money so i asked but let my sisters know it was my mom asking and said she prob felt embarrassed to ask, while telling my mom that i asked in the way she wanted

my oldest sister makes good money and has helped our mom w money in the past. she texted me back asking why our mom needed money and why 1300 and i told her honestly i didnt know, i asked my mom what to say and she said to tell her she had an itemized list but she left it at work and couldnt remember what was on it lol

my sister told me to tell our mom that she couldnt help rn, so i did and my mom encouraged me to push harder to my other sister

suddenly the sister i had been talking to texts me and says that our mom left her a voicemail saying she doesnt know WHY i would ask for money, must be bc she threatened to kick me out bc i never help her with money :,( which was WILD bc any time i had money my mom would get most if not all of it, i havent been able to save money since ... ever tbqh, even when i tried my mom would successfully guilt every dollar from me letting me know i didnt deserve to save a penny after all shes done for me aaAA

ANYWAY i was so angry and hurt that my mom would just throw me under the bus i told my sister i had proof i wasnt lying (bc she was already inclined to believe our mother since they both considered me a leech to start with) and sent her screenshots of my texts

she was shocked and hurt too i decided to tell her about my therapy and how my therapist had called our mom an abuser and she answered that she understands more than ill ever know... which is very sad hjghfgf

we havent really talked more since and i deleted my texts to the other sister, more likely than not my mom sent her a similar voicemail

im very tired

i want to get out of here, im finally seeing this relationship for what its been for years and years, even back to when i was a little kid! i didnt know about suicide but id dream of being an animal in the wild bc i felt like if i were just out of the picture everyone at home would be less angry

its something that enrages me now tbqh ive tried all my life to be as little of a burden as possible and now im ready to be a problem LMAO :o)

the long and short of it is that i will be posting art sales and opening my patreon FINALLY to try and save up funds to get out of here ive also gotten a part time job on weekends for a little cushion tho some of that money will inevitably go to my mother, unfortunately

she doesnt know about the money i make online :o)

my family has constantly called me selfish, entitled and spoiled for just asking for common decency and to be treated like a person, theyve dehumanized me to the point that my greatest coping mechanism was creating a creature sona that isnt human but a monstrous equivalent lol AND I LOVE THEM IM EMBRACING CREATURE LETS FUCKIN GO

i know this has been long and if youve made it to the end i love u and im so thankful for your support!! ;u;

FOR ALL YOUR SUPPORT!! i want to come back full force, i havent stopped drawing at all, just havent had the energy to do much til now

my therapist even pointed out that i probably WOULDVE had at least moderate steady success by now if it werent for my mom's constant abuse

OH ALSO I NOW HAVE FOUR CATS LMAO a stray i had been giving water to and keeping safe from weather things (extreme heat, extreme cold etc) had her kittens here! and my mom gave me the ok to keep them all ;u; (and then ofc rescinded that but thats hardly a surprise now lol) and man, having kids cats sure changes your perspective on what u want and feel like you deserve! I NEED TO DO WELL BC THESE KITTIES DEPEND ON ME AND I LOVE THEM QVQ <3<3

SO YEAH IM BACK BABY IM GETTING THE HELL OUTTA HERE ASAP AND CONCENTRATING ON MY WELL BEING AND MENTAL HEALTH!! 😤🔥

[kayakoto-enterprises]

Since you are the foremost BTTWNS scholar, where do you think Melody got that suit for her husband? I imagine that would be a hard thing to ask someone to make…I guess she probably made it but if so, that’s really impressive! (I assume his body is in there too? It’s pretty heavily implied. Reminds me of that Sally Acorn doll with the fake human skeleton.)

I’m glad you talk about her sometimes, she’s really interesting! If there’s not much to say about the suit thing, I’d be curious if you had any more headcanons about her ouo

Hey thanks for the Sally Acorn reminder I was gonna say that that was the most probable case. Sobs.

On a more serious note: It's a doll. If it was the real body, it would have rotten or discolored over time. The beginning of the funeral scene clearly shows Frank's headstone. I know Melody might have meant "real" in the sense of the living being, but I guess this can go for both that and the fact it's a doll.

There are multiple Frank heads in a closet, maybe used to replace since cuddling it would damage the fur and whiskers. To preserve the authenticity. Sam does comment it's a "likeness"- she would know if it was real.

I do believe Melody made it herself. She wouldn't wanna worry anyone by asking for such a tedious, alarming request. As a butcher she would at least have a good grasp on anatomy and morphology of an animal well enough to translate it even into a taxidermy.

Yesss I love Melody so much. I think the 3rd issue is the strongest writing and character-wise because it's got a really strong central theme and a lot of implucations about the universe. If you step back, you realize what Melody is doing is just similar to how we hug and keep pillows and plushies. It's just uncomfortable since it's a dead person, but that's just how she copes. Seeing how a person copes with death of a loved one freaks Sam out and that's why she's so afraid of consequence. It's UNCOMFORTABLE.

Melody is sadly just. A tragic character but I think she should be so angry. She would be so angry. Having been loved and left and loved again then left. I think a prevelant headcanon I hark here a lot is that Sam and Melody used to date. I know Melody is intertwined with her because of Martin's death but if you read between the lines their interactions seem to have a lot of underlying tension. Sam writes about her in this almost nostalgic, almost disgusted way even though she doesn't know yet about the bigger picture. And Melody finding her in her house isn't all that surprising somehow. Yeah. My ex isn't above breaking and entering. And accusing me of murder. I think Melody should be so fucking angry.

#worstyuriever❗️

also i hc she's a korean immigrant.. uh.

[distortedkilling]

Hii, it's the same anon from before! I really enjoy reading your comments about Mahito's character and also curses in general, so thank you for answering it! (Also your commentary on Mahito's more masculine design due to masculine violence was something that I also thought sometimes, I think it's really interesting)

About the sexuality stuff, it was the same type of questions to be honest. Like, how does he and other curses perceive it, how would maybe he identify himself with, etc. I've read this interpretation once that curses do not feel any types of sexual desires, and instead their instincts are more leaning towards violence, so bloodlust would be a type of lust for them, but this is just one of many interpretations, lmao. Have a good day/night again <3 I love your blog

Hello again! Thank you for the kind words and interest. Sorry this was delayed. My brain has been a struggle and I haven't much liked how writing my answers to this has gone. asdfghjkl I'm glad to hear you've had similar thoughts! I'd be very down to hear them. ouo

So I can only speak for my interpretation of his character. When it comes to sexuality with Mahito, I kind of lean in a similar way to how I described his gender. In which, it's a concept that isn't given much thought.

I am about to use the word 'sexual' a lot in here, lmao. Excuse me.

Curses in general, in how I perceive and write them (since I like writing the disaster curses as secondary characters, though that has mostly been on Discord at this time), aren't inherently sexual beings. Unless they were born from something indisputably sexual. But given curses can manifest in different ways despite what they are born from, I'm inclined to consider that even sexual ones may not act or look like what they are. Which I think is fitting, given how visuals and behaviors aren't always indicative of someone wanting sex.

Examples that come to mind: A curse born from the fear of sexual intimacy may appear alluring but carves out all sexual components (genitals, specifically) of their victims. Or a curse born from extreme lust could result in it appearing disfigured and being one that consumes humans to satiated his own hunger. Which we see some of these kinds of representations throughout different folklore and mythologies across the globe. I wouldn't be surprised to see curses who murder their victims but the scene is sexually charged. Similarly to human murderers or serial killers who are guided by some sort of sexual drive or reasoning.

I don't think curses, even sentient ones like the disaster crew, really perceives it. It makes sense for Mahito to come across it and consider it, given the type of curse he is. But the disasters (sounds like a band name lmao) are further removed from humans despite desiring to possess a status like they have. Because it's not about becoming like humans, but being recognized as a people. Equality - even if they have no desire to change their ways.

Mahito is far removed from humanity in a morality sense and by nature. He's his own doomed narrative of being so close to humanity that he can reach out and run his fingers along it but keeps running towards being something monstrous. He's never running from his emotions, he just has never experienced anything to trigger something beyond his usual boredom or amusement so he doesn't know what anything is like. Which is why his ending is so impactful, imo.

I think Mahito understands the concepts and sides plaguing humanity over sexuality (orientation and gender) but it's from an outside stance. He sees, observes, reads about, etc. but there is nothing there that applies directly to him - so he doesn't care. He isn't human, he doesn't need (or even want) to think like them. I wouldn't be surprised if his sexuality was as fluid as his gender. It's all based on convenience and curiosity, what he doesn't know about he'll look to discover answers to - provided it interests him.

I think getting other curses that don't have this curiosity drive would make it harder to get their interest in carnal things. It's more likely a deeper understanding could be formed with general intimacy and revealing shared similarities - since the disaster curses are bonded deeply on having an understanding of one another.

With Mahito I think he'd be more easy to persuade or gain the interest of. Sexual desires are just not a factor to him on the day to day, not a thought in his head on the matter. Not when he's so focused on his own growth. But if likes someone enough and they have his interest, he could be made curious on the matter. Whether by their prompting (easiest means, likely) or eventually coming into his own interest (potentially).

In regards to the bloodlust angle, I wouldn't be too surprised for that being a thing. I think it depends on the curse. Bloodlust is a type of lust, yes, but by definition that doesn't make it inherently sexual. Jogo's love for destroying humans and doing them harm is an example, or Hanami coming into full bloom when they ceased restraining themselves and had fun acting upon their bloodlust.

It comes across to me, especially by the disaster curses, that there's a higher chance of general intimacy to be found because they want to be understood and seen. Mahito doesn't necessarily care about that, which makes him all the more fickle. A sexual outcome with the disasters I feel like would be a slow burn, right? If it were to happen. But with Mahito, there's no predictions that can be made because it's entirely based on the dynamic he has with the other involved.

I don't mean dynamic as in trope, but the individual themselves. What he likes and dislikes, how he views them. If they ignite that attraction, if they propositioned him would he be interested enough based on who they are and the relationship involved? At the same time, it's possible something just clicks right across the board and there's less of a buildup.

Which could be the bloodlust angle you're bringing up. The thrill of a good fight, whether it's someone keeping up with him in combat or someone just surviving him exceptionally well (accounting here for sorcerers and humans who aren't combat leaning). Maybe things are vibing just right. Violence and sex are very often interwoven in terms of what the body experiences, or how it's perceived by humans on a philosophical level. I think Mahito would need a trigger of some kind to still get that into his head, though. He has no experience. He isn't even on the same level of a human virgin because the concept of virginity and sex wasn't even a thought bubble in his head. So he'd either have to know about sex and have that curiosity going into a scenario like that, or discover that idea during.

Oh, sorry, did he grab you a little too provocatively without realizing and you moaned? Did you just do something that made him make a god awful sound involuntarily?? That could be enough, sometimes. It definitely all just depends on the circumstances and how it unfolds, but I definitely think it's possible because he's absolute trash that would love that lmfao You have angles like: hate sex (whether it's nicer or meaner), fear of intimacy that he preys upon, harboring no trust in Mahito but sharing a mutual attraction that also applies to his nature.

I think the only issue with the bloodlust angle in general is remembering that these known curses by nature aren't born from anything sexual. Humans have those instincts in them by default because you know, breed to survive and all that. Base instincts, outside of aces of course (or aces that don't feel that at all, I know there are nuances there). So applying instincts to the equation won't work the same way here, in my opinion. Because Mahito's instincts are geared towards his core attributes and nature, followed by his interests that are more violent leaning. I feel like he's more-so restraining himself from causing violence than anything else so that he can keep himself entertained.

But! I think because he is a human born curse he stands a better chance at engaging with this side of humanity. On top of being curious and knowledge-seeking, if the right individual and circumstances present themselves he'd take the opportunity. Which means, while those instincts aren't inherently present within him - they can be awakened. In which case, good luck dealing with this new insufferable side of Mahito.

Thank you again for the ask! If I missed answering anything, let me know. You're always welcome to drop in and share your thoughts or ask things. ^^ <3 Have a lovely day/night yourself.

[loopeyfluff]

hihi I come from twt and I wanted to let you know that your art and comics mean so much to me, specially the "and you just have to see it" one. i reread it every time I find it around and idk, it means so much to me since i found it just at the right time in my life and it really gave words to my understanding of not just WHY I love one piece, bur why I love Art

I had no clue you had tumblr but it's such a nice surprise!! never stop making art, please, it impacts peoples lives in wonderful ways that even if you don't know, it'll still be important and beautiful and it'll be worth it

at least it impacted my life a lot, even what could be seen as just a few comics

you're definitely one of my favorite artists, period? your skill is impressive both on a technical level and also storytelling wise, idk!! I just really enjoy it and I think more artists as cool as you should know that their work is appreciated!!!!!! if you think about it it's your fault for making the majority of my favorite pieces of op fanart on the fandom!!!!! so yeah

thank you so much for everything, really

sorry for the rambling tho

Oh my godddddddd oriyrgehehehehehhdhd this is SOOO LOVELY??? THIS WAS SUCH A WONDERFUL THING TO READ THIS MORNING MY HEART FEELS SO FULL OF WARMTH!!!! AGHHEUWUAGSGGSHS THANK YOUUUUUU SO MUCHHH!!!

First of all, thank you for finding my tumblr and sending me such a nice ask! This absolutely made my day, I always struggle understanding and conceptualising how memorable my art's presence is on the internet, but it always means the world to me to hear when my art has deeply affected them!!! To hear that you think about my art like, even weeks or months after you've seen them, it makes me really happy :)

Second of all, I'm so glad I was able to reach you with that comic in particular- I really think it's probably my magnum opus XD I was feeling really damn bummed out the month before I read one piece cause I was in exam period, tho I was feeling really depressed even after i got outta exam period. One piece got me out of that tho, and then I made that comic in my end of exam period the next year to remind me that things were different now!!! I literally poured my entire soul into that comic, that comic is legit just, me. So to find that so many other people resonated so hard with that,,,, gahh im just so glad it found you in a time of need as well :)

Third, YESS I LOVE MAKING ART SO MUCH!!! I hope you keep staying to look at whatever i create, because i have so many things i want to cook up!!- in fact im cooking up a pretty big meal rn ouo ehehhehehe. tho its not like. original. but im still putting my all into it 💪

Fourth, I'm seriously so flattered that I'm one of your favourite artists! Genuinely thank you so much for taking the time to let me know, I hope you have a wonderful week :)

[fluffyartbl0g]

Going through all my follows rn, what's your favourite character/ship (platonic or otherwise) dynamics?

(also I know I've just randomly shown up in your asks, your time travel au has been an absolute joy to read, keep it up friendo!!!)

Thank you so much :DDD!!! I'm so glad that you've enjoyed reading my time travel au and I super appreciate the ask cause I LOVE TALKING ABOUT MY ONE PIECE OPINIONS >:DDD!!!! I'll put it under read more ouo

Anyways my OTP,,,, is,,, NAKAMASHIP!!!! There's nothing more that I love than the strawhat crew ; - ; I have literally shed tears over all of my strawhats and I love that they all love eachother deeply... On my one piece reread- I made sure to pay extra attention to all the character interactions and jokes. And can I just say, I see so many people talk about how the strawhats barely interact post time skip, or that some characters are basically strangers to each other (I saw someone say this about Franky and Zoro), but THEY DO TALK!!! THEY HAVE SO MANY FUN INTERACTIONS!!!

Oda is SO good at balancing these funny little character moments between important story beats >:O I think Zou in particular had a bunch of nakamaship moments that I really loved. One of my favourite lesser loved dynamics in the crew is usopp and robin (which you would know if you looked at my art of them XD) because they have a bunch of funny bits between them :3

My romantic OTP of all time is ZOLU THOUGH. And I tried really hard to not ship it immediately when i first started reading one piece, because I do this kind of thing alot when I get into media where I latch onto the protag and the guy close to the protag and ship em together??? Like I was so obsessed with JohnDave that DaveKat just hurt me,,, And I liked bakudeku so much that I couldn't get into kiribaku... AND I DIDNT WANT THE TREND TO CONTINUE TO ONE PIECE T - T And it SOMEWHAT did, but it also somewhat didnt. When I first heard Zosan was the most popular ship, like leagues above zolu, I was in physical pain,,, But REMEMBER; nakamaship is my first otp, so I still really enjoyed the idea of zoro and sanji because I enjoy the dynamics between ALL of my strawhats >:(!!!

I'm super duper obsessed with one piece and it sucks that there's all this great fanfiction out there that is effectively barred against me because there's a ship that I don't like >:/ So what I did to become more accepting of Zosan is,,, I drew them making out a ton XD If you look at my early one piece doodle piles, you'll see one of them with a couple of zosan things HAHAHA. Honestly it vaguely worked, but I'm super picky about the zosan fics I read, cause I feel like people can wildly mischaracterize zoro pretty easily.

Anyways I don't think I really answered ur question properly, I really love the king/knight loyalty but also just good bros dynamic that's happening with luffy and zoro :) But in general I just love a good sunshine person/grumpy person ship! (geraskier, bakudeku, megamenace, kagehina, hitomi and shousuke <<< quite upset that the ship sank, Fakir and Ahiru, wrightworth, etc)

Thanks again for the question <3

[aeb-art]

so i realized that my sona being geo's coworker would mean we have the same boss. not sure how i didn't consider that sooner, but it spiraled into... this. i'm calling it the bad ending. it is so so so long, so everything is below the read more o7 enjoy

stellar city and the mall toons belong to @8um8le as always

cw: assault and implied murder at the end

genuinely this feels like something fourteen year old me would wanna read and that is such a wonderful feeling, i had so much fun making this the past few days ouo

oh and thank you, ballad, i was kinda self-conscious on if the flower pot shard as a weapon was a good idea or not ^^; also thank you for making all these characters. drawing them has really made creating art more joyful these past few weeks (or months? geez...)

okay i'm done being a sap! i hope you enjoyed! have a lovely day/night! <333

[weebsinstash]

soooo what you're saying is yandere emperor & love sick concubine x empress au with bakugou as the emperor and izuku as his favourite concubine yeah??

oof those two would be an awful (read: amazing) duo for poor reader empress to go up against

Not going to lie I actually always meant to write more for Izuku??? I've actually had a decent amount of ideas for him because like, he already has habits that you can tweak ever so slightly and boom he's a lil yandere simp, drooling over you as he watches you from a distance and doodling into his lil notebook. He gives "hello mommy I love you so much and would die for you let's get married ❤️" energy but he's also feral enough that like. Could easily imagine him as one of those sweet tiny dudes who has a third leg and Fucks Severely. Like to be honest I'm a bottom as fuck and have always likes taller partners but certain personality types just deliver what is needed lmao. Like I've kinda unlocked a thing for having something smaller than you partner wise especially like that holds you down extremely easily, like the helplessness of it? Idk like in hentai where chicks get surrounded by like little tiny extremely strong but hugely dicked goblins, like not always that small obviously but you kind get the gist. Imagine an adult Izuku being shorter than you and younger than you and you think he's so passive and sweet or you think he's an annoying little boy and try to brush him off, and suddenly he's got you up against a wall hugging you so tight you can't shove him off and you're met with like the horror you can't overpower him by ANY means. And the whole time he's just like OuO sweet and smiling and just this secretly heinous little sex fiend who can easily fold you like a pretzel

But I will admit those two would work fairly well for this formula 😳 hm. The gears are turning. I dunno... hmm.....

Let's look at it from this angle. Bakugou is probably one of those Emperors that either killed all his brothers and took the throne by force, was his father's only child and usurped him, or maybe was a nobleman or high ranking soldier who became Emperor by wiping out the royal family. Just typical domination by overwhelming force kind of guy. Known as a somewhat of a savage albeit with amazing tactics skill and talented in warfare and combat. And then Midoriya is. Hm. Maybe a childhood friend or whatever but tbh I'm just kind of imagining him as this lil hippy thang that dresses in white and soft colors, I wouldn't say femboy per say but, maybe a little lmao. Katsuki sitting at his desk stamping documents and then here's Izuku bringing him tea and snack cakes and Bakugo is still like, a little rough, but nicer to him then he is to you lmao

But I just cannot imagine the like absolutely infuriating scenario of 1. Being stuck with Bakugo against your will in a political marriage 2. Having to perform duties you may not even be remotely interested in, for example tradtionally the Empress manages the other harem women who are often high ranking nobility but she's also not allowed to get involved in politics, so like, you influence but not much actual power of your own 3. He's not even a nice fucking person, like in this scenario you literally struggle to think of his good qualities that don't inevitably circle back to him being a brute 4. You're expected to have children with him and 5. On top of having to share him with other women, one of his concubines is a man who is essentially tries to guilt trip and pressure you into loving Bakugo

I remember in "I'm Divorcing My Tyrant Husband", which is kind of an infuriating read and idk if I would recommend it, the cruel tyrant Emperor doesn't respect his Empress because she's too nice and I imagine Bakugo, depending on what mood you're going for, would either be a condescending 'oh you're so weak and delicate, what use is there for you, worthless crybaby' OR 'you're so delicate therefore you must be kept like a precious caged animal where no harm can come to you like a beautiful rose encased in glass so it cannot wilt'

Bakugo would definitely be one of those characters who you constantly have massive 'misunderstandings' with, 'misunderstandings' translating to 'this guy is constantly a massive fucking asshole who doesn't properly communicate for shit' and Izuku is always trying to tell you how he "really" feels but since its never Katsuki himself you could care less. Like for example, an idea I can imagine for him is something like, Reader has a precious garden she takes care of day and night, while gardening you get bitten by a viper that was hiding in the brush, you get extremely ill, the next time you wake up and have recovered your entire garden is gone because he tore everything out and you're devastated because it feels like you've been punished for falling sick when his intention was to completely overturn your garden in case there were more vipers (which, to his credit there were, but you don't even care because you actively encouraged animals to take homes in your garden and now it's all ruined)

[chibiclem]

“Hetaclones Prologue : Dear brother”

"His usually blue icy eyes were trying their best to hide the sadness, but his clenched jaw was betraying him. The final destination was near, and the three dogs, all silent, had now left him to surround the stone plate on the ground, at the back of the seemingly abandoned garden. Only their tails were moving slowly, their head and ears down.

It’s at this moment the yellow dot, that had awakened during their trip, began to flap his little wings, emitting a heartbroken chirp as he recognized the plate.

Like thunder, the bird flew directly on the epitaph and cried his soul out, causing the nation to tear up a bit as well. How was he gonna talk now? Berlitz whined in his direction, and came to comfort him, making him feel again a pang in his heart. He crouched down to caress him, feeling the warm touch of his compassionate dog.

Now, he had regained enough courage to place solemnly the bouquet of cornflowers and to greet his brother properly.

“Hi Gilbert...”

It had been 25 years now. It had been this long since Prussia had disappeared, not even letting a body behind to bury, right after the Collapse of the Berlin wall. But even now, despite all this time, Germany just couldn’t stand his absence." **** From my fanfiction "Hetaclones", belonging to the very already garnished Axis Powers Hetalia fanfiction! OuO Took me forever I swear! (I'm always 2 years later on fandom haha) I've always wanted to actually draw my Hetaclones fanfiction, instead of writing it, but it was impossible for me in the time and I really had to let the story out of my system. I've however never abandonned the idea of making illustration to it! So here's the prologue and then we will see If I manage to do all the chapters haha! The dogs and race are my choice : Berlitz is the cream labrador, Aster the german sheperd and Blackie the dachshund. I've always feel that Berlitz was the most ancient of them and was more sensitive to, his owner; but Blackie is more affectionnated and energic, and since it was difficult to put him on the picture because he's a very small boi; I put him on Germany's lap whereas it should be Berlitz. *** If you're interested in reading it : On DA : https://www.deviantart.com/chibiclem/art/Hetaclones-Prologue-868122226

On Archive of Your own : https://archiveofourown.org/works/27757294/chapters/67944340

On Fanfiction.net : https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13802581/1/Hetaclones

[missbehavior0u0]

With Feferi’s help, Aradia slides open the sarcophagus lid, revealing John’s ancient skeleton, dressed in the traditional blue vestments of the Heir of Breath. Aradia took her place before an enormous mortar, decorated with carved skulls, and removed the heavy pestle from it. Feferi meanwhile began her duty of removing his bones and depositing them with the massive mortar, his skull being the first to enter. As the last of John's bones had been gathered up, Aradia looked to Feferi, who cleared her throat and began to read from a small black book. "Ashes to ashes…" The normally bubbly fuchsia heiress intoned solemnly as Aradia lifted the gigantic pestle in preparation to begin grinding. She brought the pestle down harshly into the mortar, smashing fingers and ribs into powder. "Dust… To dust." Feferi continued as she saw John's skull crushed into a fine sand. Using both hands, Aradia harshly worked the pestle against the bones, leaving nothing but dust. After many minutes of grinding, John's skeleton was soon reduced to mere ashes. Feferi then placed a funnel within a grand, tall hourglass and set it before Aradia, who, effortlessly lifting the more than 150 pound basalt mortar, emptied John’s remains into it. Feferi then corked the hourglass back up and once more read from the black book, her voice still grim. “Our time in this world is brief.”, she said as Aradia swiftly raised the hourglass above her head and watched the sand trickle downwards. “With each fallen grain…” She looked up from her book. "We grow closer to the final slumber." She finished as Aradia sat it down harshly upon John’s sarcophagus lid.

Oh hey, It’s you again! I thought you were dead! OuO

[solivcgant]

ubiquitousidol ~ c:

SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;

Do I Follow Them?: yes 

Why Did I Follow Them?: i was threatened on discord-- 

Do We Role Play?: yes, but we should also rp some more and explore the rest of your muse list (¬‿¬ ) 

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: always, we just get VERY lazy actually writing our ideas tand then stay on discord with stupid videos  

An AU Idea For Our Muses: i offer.. another angst au where eiji is successful in bringing yuuna back through yuna ouo but will she be happy with all the sacrifices the other players had to make? of course not. and then imagine.. her telling eiji that he has to let her go-- cries. there is only angst for us here. 

A Song For Our Muses: go sign - billy laurent just bc of this lyric saying it'll be alright when our muses are together heh. キミがいれば alright, oh, yeah

Do I Ship Our Muses?: perhaps.. we should discuss so we are on the same page of which muse to ship heh. bc eiji doesn't want to be enemy #1 to yuna's roommate

What I Think About The Mun: really fun to chat with ooc. someone has an arsenal of animal videos from twitter that she uses to start the next day conversation cries. i can never unsee the kiwi fruits and hamster-- or whatever small animal that was. whenever she comes back to tumble after living her best life attending concerts, i always look forward to reading her threads. she will promote buried stars and remind you to buy it when it goes on sale-- she's secretly part of the marketing team hMMM.  

Overall Opinion: i enjoy the behind the scenes and less glamourous take on the idol muses ouo. her blog is forever tba apparently, but that leaves so much to explore since i just have to talk about an idea a few times and then suddenly we're considering a new plot. all according to keikaku ψ( ` ∇ ´ )ψ  

Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 1∞

[cuteteacakes]

under a read more bc yall are probably sick of me by now lol

There came unto me a thought (about a vtuber model) and like... I still love the forest witch idea, but I was wondering what kind of forest you know? But then it hit me. What if, and this is a long way down the road because I do NOT have the money for it, what if I had four models of the same character, just different seasonal outfits and looks? Like a winter look, a fall look, etc???? I think it'd be neat ouo

[cheemken]

I don’t know how to explain it, other than I’m feeling like

After reading your evil Diantha AU

You don’t have any clue how much I LOVE the “hero turns out to be the villain” plot lines. I live for it.

If that shit was crack then I’d probably be living on the streets at this point

Do you have anything else you’d like to share

with the class 🎤 Like about Lance or Geeta or Augustine? Or about any of the other champions? What about the Kalos league?

No fr it's such a good concept right hxmxnx

Like it would've been so dope if they made Diantha the twist villain in XY man evil Dia is just cool and also it's a good mental image like man Diantha w Makima's personality and traits? 👌

Anyways yeah omfs ouo

The other champions, Iris and Hau especially, Diantha had set a secret standard for em. "They shine as bright as my darling brother," she'd say and she expected more from them when it comes to battling too

Like I imagine another conference in Kalos, Hau and Iris are there, and she's really rooting for them to win. But also I imagine if they do lose Diantha would be so passive aggressive towards them saying how they should've done this or that, but also for other people to not suspect anything she'd also say how proud she was of them for getting that far

Cynthia is kinda close to Diantha, since ofc she's friends w her bro, but she does notice there's smth,,, off,,, abt Dia but she just can't pinpoint what, and hey as much as she loves and trusts Augustine, she's just a bit wary of his sister

Steven and Wallace are pretty neutral w Diantha, well Wallace and Dia are close w each other, so hey Steven just thinks there's nothing wrong w Dia cause she's still the same Kalos Champion that they all know

Leon and Dia aren't close to begin w, he knows nothing abt her but she knows a lot of things abt him

The Kalos league is painfully unaware that Diantha was behind Flare, but they did notice that Malva suddenly lost all that snark and bite she has that was reserved for only Diantha and now she's usually quiet during League meetings. But other than that, Dia is still Dia to them, the same forgiving and kind hearted Champion of Kalos, their angel, their queen

For Augustine? Well, he doesn't know what really happened, he's wondering where Lysandre was. Diantha told him he's dead, that she was too late to save him from himself and from what he wanted to do that when she got to Flare HQ everything was already destroyed, and the only thing she found was his Mega Ring. She comforted her brother ofc, Lysandre was a good friend of his, but for Dia, Lysandre doesn't deserve Augustine. Her brother is too good for him, too perfect for him, and for him to use the Mega Stone that Augustine found for him only to fail even w that kinda power, well,,, he's lucky he's dead now. But, Diantha had to admit, she would've loved if she really had his blood staining her hands.

[trencri]

@godofvillains​ arrived at the station !      ⊵  ((Just curious, how did you discover Garvey? ouo * unprompted / / ALWAYS ACCEPTING !

Well !! There’s this awesome website called readcomiconline , and while I was on my daily binge of ducky comics . . . I stumbled upon issue 12 of Donald Duck ( 2015 ) -- this was Garvey’s first appearance ,  reprinted from 1997.  I remember something clicking when I first saw him. He stuck out to me.  Later , I came across issue 737 of Disney Comics & Stories , Riverboat ‘Round the Bend ! And woah !! There’s that lil dude again !!

Once again I had a super fun time reading a story with this kid.  I ended up being so fascinated that I searched him up and looked more into him. I remember going back and reading those two stories over and over ,  and before you know it --- he became an obsession !  Now I’m here , owning nearly every comic that exist for him and writing him  as a muse on his very own blog <3 

[cometmystic]

hey!! i dont think youve posted abt this yet so… tell me abt your fav characters!!! :D

im about to ramble and expose some weakpoints on the internet so heres a cut !!! im gonna talk about the three that are in the forefront of my mind at the moment !! maybe this will change if you ask me in a months time,,, maybe not !!! mwah thank you for sending me asks sweetie

lots of history with this girl; soo i found out about her during my first mugen phase ? so like 11-13ish,, there was a genre of character that was modeled to play like smash bros characters, and in looking those up, i found one of this weird woman... hong meiling was her name ? she was related to this weird frog girl whose hat was evil and maybe the mcdonalds song girl ? whatever the case i needed to download her. and i couldnt because the download was down. this sent me uo the wall for several years and implanted her name into my brain,, up until i got into touhou proper thanks to you actually !!

so now im learning about the lore and the characters, and turns out theres more to this meiling than being elusive and pretty !!! so this gloomy, scary place behind one of the touhou worlds most significant battles is guarded by this friendly, easygoing redhead ? and shes fiercely loyal and protective of the mansion as well as gensoukyou, despite being employed by people who almost ate the world right up ? thats so wonderful !! shes so cool !!! and she takes care of flowers, and canonically doesnt like dodging bullets and tries catching them instead, and no one has any idea of what she is...!!!! theres so much to her !!! but most of all, the absolute tragedy of some of her mansionmates getting boatloads of development and lore, while shes,, basically in the same place she started in ? even flan did ! but meiling still gets depicted as just lazying about, despite that trait of hers being in favour of working in the scarlet devil mansion, which people fear and dont visit ? or rather used to... so she should have evolved along with it,, so that sadness also makes me even more attached to her in a way !!

i know shes not the most mistreated character in touhou or anything, far from it since shes a th6 girl and those get Everything and everyone sick of them but... idk !! id love to see more of her shine someday ouo

heres some sprite art i made of her

this character is a whisper in the wind. this character is a shadow in the wall of a cave. this character is the tree that falls with no one to hear. this character isnt real. this character is one of my favourites

like shes drenched, positively oozing with lore and content, and its all so utterly relevant and unique that i cant possibly talk about any of it because i cant be bothered to spoiler tag this,, but like,, reading between the lines of the fiction and uncovering lil things about her and what shes like was the most fun ive had during my dngnrnpa phase, to the point that,, here she is still !! at the tippy top !! and because of things youre intimately familiar with russell, you probably know shes probably gonna stay !! im very sentimental like that

and it wasnt even just lore either, her design kind of instantly drew me to her back when i was part of the original animes speculation circle and,, wow suddenly my sonas attire seems a little um,, familiar doesnt it : ...i promise i had other inspiations for ir too óuo;

heres some pixel art i made of her

finally this girl !! much like is the theme here, some lore to my meeting this one !!! this one predates even meiling, since i think i was 9 or 10,, see there was a broadcast channel here called animax, and its responsible for a lot of my taste even nowadays,, from the name you can guess it broadcast all sorts of dubbed anime all day long, most of which i absolutely should not have been watching at that age, like hellsing and gantz oops... well there was this other one which until like 4 years ago i only had the faintest recollection of,, i think there were demons in it or something,, mostly i remember being infatuated by the blonde girl

well 2018 comes around and the memory of this lady shoots straight into my brain in the middle of a call with you russell, which you might remember ! i describe to you what it looks like and tell you that i think a guy kills her and she has him help kill bad guys or else hell kill him right back ? and you, through intense googling, eventually are able to tell me it was called lunar legend tsukihime. woag ! lore unlocked

i wiki crawl for a while out of curiosity and find out that she has a fighting game that kinda rules, and that everyone hates the anime and you should read the visual novel instead and,, hey were making a visual novel at some point huh russell ? maybe i should study up on this tsukihime thing,, apparently its pretty influential,, and

obviously arcueid is ridiculously charming and fun, and every second with her is a mildly exciting, mildly creepy (fun way) delight, and its hard not to absolutely love her for that alone !! but also like,, much like the love for meiling started like a new phase in my life, arcueid did the same thing, in a very wonderful way ? a phase where were both really into this thing and talking about it so often and making so many new ideas about it together,, were playing higurashi currently and it feels like an extension of this, of her, and like,, its so special

i love what meeting arcueid again after 10 years did for me

heres some pixel art i made of her

and if you stuck with me for this long, heres a lil gift !! a lil happy ending for 13 year old me i suppose !!!

i found her after all ouo

[areixyn-en]

Waiting For Other Players

Holding a box of cookies, Daisy knocks on the door to Arashi's room. Seeing as the other doesn't respond, she carefully opens the door.

Arashi sits in front of her desk, laptop open to a game. She has headphones on, which probably explains why she didn't answer. Oh, is Daisy interrupting something?

Arashi turns to look at her and removes one side of her headphones. "Oh, Daisy! Don't worry, my mic isn't on. What's up?"

"Ah, nothing, I just wanted to tell you that Ophelia gave us some cookies," Daisy holds up the box of cookies in her hand. "She said the dessert club made too much, so she decided to give us some."

"Ooh! Can I have some?"

Daisy walks up to her and places the box on her desk. "What game are you playing? The characters look pretty cute."

“This is DBD, or Duel Before Dusk,” Arashi answers, “And yeah, for a shooting game, it does have quite a lot of customization options, including cuter ones.”

“Oh, so this is DBD?” Daisy recalls Arashi talking about the game. It was pretty popular, apparently. Daisy studies the game screen while they both grab some cookies.

As they chat, faint voices come out of Arashi’s headphones. “Are these other characters your friends?”

“One second,” Arashi says as she types quickly on the keyboard. She sends a message in a chatbox at the bottom right corner of her screen. Someone has asked her a question, probably.

“Why don't you just turn on your microphone?”

“Well… I just don't want to,” Arashi says. “Sometimes, people can get a bit… emotional.”

“Oh. That sounds scary,” Daisy comments, “Are these characters on the screen your friends?”

“Mm-hmm. This one in the middle is me,” Arashi points to the screen. “This one is Aqua, and this one is Maple.”

“You’re Nana?” Daisy reads the name under Arashi’s character.

Arashi laughs awkwardly, “Yeah.”

Before Daisy can answer, a voice yells through Arashi’s headphones. “I’m here! I’m here!”

Huh. That voice sounds a bit familiar. A girl appears on the screen, filling in the last spot.

“Finally, Akaoni! Took you long enough,” a high-pitched voice says, presumably Maple.

“I was practicing with the basketball team! How was I supposed to know our couch would take so long?” The person, Akaoni, retorts. Although the character is female, the voice sounds more like a boy…?

“Let's just start the game,” another calmer voice says. It's probably Aqua.

Arashi also types into the chatbox. She turns to Daisy, “Well, seems like the game is starting… Daisy?”

Daisy has her brows furrowed, “Why does Akaoni sound so…”

“Familiar? Yeah, because Akaoni is Cyrus,” Arashi says nonchalantly.

“Cyrus? The Cyrus in our class?” Arashi nods. It's hard not to remember Cyrus, being one of the troublemakers in the class. In Daisy’s memories, Cyrus was always loud and a bit arrogant, and Daisy had even fallen victim to one of his pranks before.

“Oh… Wait, but isn’t Cyrus a boy? How is he playing as a girl?”

“Yeah, many people do that,” Arashi shrugs.

“Okay…?” Daisy replies, still confused.

Scratching sounds of paper plays from Arashi’s headphones all of a sudden. A piece of paper appears on the screen with the word signature written on it and a line underneath, like a signing area for a document.

“Oh, the game’s starting!”

The two’s attention turned back to the screen. Arashi hands the mouse to Daisy. “Draw something!”

“Huh? What?” Daisy takes the mouse hastily.

“After you finish drawing, the game will start. You can draw anything, but you only have one stroke.”

Daisy, not knowing what to draw all of a sudden, wrote an “ouo.”

“Pfft…あなたらしいね。”

“…Huh?”

“Nothing… Hahaha…”