#I haven’t drawn him in like 100 years

[yawningama]

let’s take ibuprofen together says the medium rare steak

[omega-e123]

!! NSFW !!

Suggestive. Blood mention.

AKA: Intro to very self indulgent rut fic. You have been warned

In A Rut..

Prologue (HERE!) || Restraint || Indulgence || Adoration

Odd behavior.

There Shadow goes again, walking off. He’s been acting strange lately. At first Shadow was practically clinging on to you.

Normally he doesn’t initiate physical contact, but at home he’s been snuggling into you, holding your body down so you can’t leave him. Attempting to part ways results a grumbly hedgehog.

The kisses don’t stop coming either. Knuckles every time you hold hands. Cheeks and forehead whenever he has to leave, no matter how short of an absence. Even if he’s going to be right back.

Jealousy has also become a big thing. Talking to anyone Shadow deems as a “threat”, he’s looming behind you, head on your shoulder and hands on your hips.

The worst it got was on a date at a bar. Shadow left momentarily to get you a drink. When he returned, someone was flirting you up. Enraged, the glass completely shattered in his hand. It sure scared off that guy. You had to bring attention to the shards in his hand, because he wasn’t concerned at all about it. Instead, Shadow slammed some money on the table and took your hand with the non injured one and left.

Next thing you knew, he’s been keeping distance from you. Both physically and shortening the time you two hung out.

He’s stopped initiating all together. Any advances you made Shadow wouldn’t turn down, but he would abruptly stop or attempt to keep it short. Started wearing a mask around you too.

*ੈ✩‧₊˚

Something is wrong with him. Your smell alone has started making his head spin. Every fiber of his being is drawn to you. Seeing you forces his quills to stand up on end.

Is this what a heart attack feels like? The pounding drum that is his heart is deafening. There’s no room to think. The only thing on his mind was you.

It’s not like he hasn’t thought about you that way. Hell, it’s not like you two haven’t done the deed either; however, the intensity and frequency of these feelings have been cranked up to 100. It felt more primal.

The complete self restraint Shadow has to not pin you against the nearest wall, public or not, and shove his tongue down your throat is tearing him apart.

Such odd behavior was concerning. Swallowing every bit of ego and embarrassment, he turns to Rouge for answers.

Some help she was. That damn bat.

“Sorry, no can do. Sounds like a biological thing and not in the alien sense. I know you’ll hate to hear this but, try asking Sonic about it. You both are hedgehogs after all.”

“I think I would prefer skinning myself and be turned into a rug—“

She gives him a hard pat on the back, “Don’t say that. It wouldn’t be so bad~ I suppose you could ask Amy about it too… Or suffer! Your choice.”

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What’s worse? Confronting Amy or Sonic?

That blue little shit would never let him live it down. Sonic could implode from hysterical laughter if Shadow told him about these thoughts.

Amy… It’s simply too TMI. While she is understanding and more open, what if she didn’t know anything.

Shadow’s instincts pull him towards the former option. Unfortunately for the hedgehog, he was semi right.

Sonic took a good minute turned away from Shadow. His hand clasped over his mouth and the other holding his stomach. Sonic reeling in his laughter and forcing not a sound to come out.

“Nono! Sorry! It’s cute!”

“Cute?” Shadow’s eyes narrow.

Sonic waves his hand, as if he’s fanning the comment away. “Never mind. Sometimes I forget you’re bioengineered. What you’re going through is a rut.”

“This better not be some kind of joke.”

Hands in the air, feigning surrender. “I’m not. You’ve probably never experienced it before because you ain’t got bitches you never had a partner. It’s the one time a year hormones go crazy. Some other Mobians also experience it too, like deer.”

Shadow’s massages his temples, processing the new information. “You’re telling me, it’s a biological signal that it is time to breed.”

“Odd way to put it but yeah, basically. Lasts about two months. What you do with that information is up to you. G’luck buddy” he gives Shadow a thumbs up and runs off.

Two whole months. Only about two and a half weeks have passed and already Shadow can’t stop thinking about you splayed on his bed begging for his touch.

[allyallyorange]

Ok. Idc if no one else here is interested. But here it is: Ateez Adventure Time AU (not the exact same just inspired by the world)

Seonghwa was a human who caught a fallen star and fused with it. Making him “immortal” but he has no memory of being human. After about 100 years, 50 years into an apocalyptic era, he meets Yeosang and promises to protect him no matter what.

Yeosang is half demon half human. After losing his family he is rescued and raised by Seonghwa. They eventually become vampire hunters, until eventually (like in the show) Yeosang is turned to be the last vampire while killing the Vampire King, making him “immortal”.

Hongjoong is the Demon Prince, though because he’s the second born he just goofs around doing whatever he wants. He finds Mingi lost one day and they become friends. Every now and then coming back to visit him and play with him (Like every few years tbh bro doesn’t have a concept of time). After Mingi becomes cursed, Hongjoong sticks around to help try and find a way to fix the curse or control his fire powers.

Mingi is like a descendent of what humans were (like 300 years since the beginning of the apocalypse era). Became friends with Hongjoong one day when he wandered too far from home, though Hongjoong helped him find his way back. Hongjoong told him how to summon him if needed but Mingi didn’t want to bother him so he didn’t. When he found a pretty looking ring one day when scavenging around outside of the village, he was cursed with uncontrollable fire powers and accidentally burned his village down that night. Finally summoned Hongjoong to help him fix the curse. After a few years Mingi asked Joong to imprison him in crystal so he couldn’t cause any more harm .

I haven’t drawn the others yet but this what I’ve been cooking!

[evilwriter37]

What made you ship Viggo and Hiccup? I'm curious

Well, it started with the term of endearment “my dear Hiccup” and kind of spiraled from there.

Plus it just became so much more genuine from Viggo’s perspective to me in seasons 5 and 6. He doesn’t correct Krogan when he pretty much points out his admiration/possible affection for Hiccup. He just tells him it’s fine as long as it doesn’t cloud his judgment.

His death scene in Triple Cross is 100% what sealed it for me. I’d been shipping them for years at this point, but Viggo dying for Hiccup, giving his life for him, really made it canon in my eyes.

Also, I just, will never forget how tenderly he says “Hiccup” in one of his last lines about how he’ll defeat Krogan and Johann. While taking his hand. Oh gods. Oh no. Here come the tears.

Anyway, yeah, Viggo’s attraction/respect/eventual love for Hiccup is pretty much canon to me. I have to make interesting scenarios and AUs for those feelings to be returned by Hiccup, because, as much as I write Hiccup being queer, I think he’s the token straight friend. Plus I’m a multishipper. I like Hiccstrid, Dagcup, Hicclegs… you name it. I can spin scenarios to make Vigcup sweet, sexy, romantic, or just downright horrible, twisted, and depraved. It all depends on what mood I’m in. (All this to say that I think canon Vigcup is one-sided.)

So, uh, yeah, there it is. Pretty simply reasoning. I think it became one of my favorite ships because of how compelling and intriguing both these characters are to me. Viggo is up there as one of the best villains to grace animation. It’s a shame lots of people haven’t seen the shows and haven’t experienced him. I was drawn in with his opening monologue.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Delta anon back again and I am here to merge my two current hyperfixations together, because why not

Have you ever read the Percy Jackson (both PJO and HOO) series'? If so, which of the characters of the 7 (+ Nico, Will and Grover) do you think would get along with the Epic Sanses (+ Killer and Cross) the best, and which cabins do you think they'd be the most welcome in?

For me personally, I feel like Delta and Cross would be/feel the most welcomed in the Ares cabin. Color would like the Apollo and Iris cabin, Epic would 100% be welcomed into the Hermes cabin, and I have a strong feeling that Killer would either a. Refuse to be welcomed into any cabin, or b. Find comfort in the Hades cabin due to the death aura.

I also think that with both of the series', based on personality, that Delta, Leo and Percy would get along great; maybe Nico, too. But they and Clarisse would be immediate friends. They'd definetly spar together. He'd probably get along well with Will, since he reminds them so much of Color.

Color would probably get along with Hazel and Annabeth very well, and Leo too, since he reminds him so much of Delta. He'd also probably get along with Grover and Will pretty well. Most likely, he'd be friends with all of the 7 (+ Grover and Nico), but I think that out the people that I listed, he'd hang out with them the most.

Cross would definetly get along with Jason, Will, and Frank, and maybe Piper as well, since they're all strong but in very different, intriguing ways.

Killer, however, I'm not sure much about. I have a feeling he'd feel best around Nico since he has a constant aura of death and gloom, but he might get along really well with dark Percy as well.

Anyways, that's all I got. Thoughts?

Oh man it’s been years since I read the Percy Jackson books, way back in elementary school. I watched the tv show that came out a bit ago but i haven’t read all the books or reread the ones i did read.

It’s due to that that i mostly agree with what you said. Although i think Delta may also be welcome in the Hephaestus cabin too due to the associations with volcanos, fires, metalworking, blacksmiths, the forge, etc.

i also think Color would be drawn to the Goddess Lady Hestia. He’d definitely notice her attending the hearth in camp; these two are so similar in personality.

Killer would probably sleep wherever feels safest; which would likely be wherever Color is. If he can’t do that he’d probably do it anyway because why would he care about these unimportant cabin rules. So I’m guessing his choice of cabin would be a. where color is, or b. wherever he wants. Which is admittedly likely to be the Hades cabin more often than not lmao.

When it comes to people, he’d probably be indifferent (stage 2) or curious/scared/avoidant of them (Stage 1.) There’s Nico of course, but he may also be drawn to mirror Leo’s personality—given his extroverted silly behavior in Stage 2.

Those who are similar to Color may stand out, because they remind him of Color, but then again he may also avoid them simply because they aren’t Color. Either way, if hes not in an avoidant mood, Stage 2 can adapt himself to anyone given enough time; he can “get along” with just about any of them if he attempts to.

I do think he’d respect Annabeth’s logical strategic thinking, intelligence, and wisdom. But he may also quietly look down on her for her pride, which is uh, really something coming from him and his sense of superiority lmao.

[ryuichirou]

Replies

A couple of replies today! Kuroshitsuji and Twst.

Anonymous asked:

are you ever gonna make some Kuroshitsuji 2 art featuring my favorite blonde psycho?

We love Alois and I did draw him a couple of times! We posted some of the stuff here, but everything that wasn’t posted on tumblr can be found in this kuroshitsuji log on pixiv.

I’m not planning on drawing him in the nearest future, but since he is very special to us, it might randomly happen at some point…

If you have any troubles with pixiv, let me know and I’ll post Alois art from there here.

Anonymous asked:

The thought just crossed my mind... Do you ship Sebastian with any other characters aside from Ciel? Do you have any thoughts about those ships, if you do? Do you see Grell as a top or a bottom, too?! (I can't pick a side w/ them personally)

We talked about our Kuroshitsuji ships some time ago, here is the post if you’re interested! But in short, we kind of ship him with William because their interactions in the Circus Arc were hilarious and William was 100% playing hard to get. I don’t think I’ve even drawn them at all, but I should do it at least once… I should draw all of our Kuroshitsuji ships at least once, to be fair :(

Ironically, we don’t have any ships or even thoughts about Grell, sorry for disappointing! Maybe it’s due to the fact that while we were hating on Kuroshitsuji all those years (dark times lol), Grell was pretty much the only character I would draw anyway because of the cool design… But not really, to be honest; it’s actually more likely due to the fact that none of the Grell ships really clicked with us :( As for the position, it’s easy to see Grell as a bottom, but it doesn’t really help in this case.

Anonymous asked:

I've noticed I think y'all ship idia the same way I ship silver LOL just 24/7 running a list of characters through my head like "would it be hot if they dicked down Silver? It would be a little hot, wouldn't it? Lets just add them to the list anyway 😌" [he and said character has spoken a total of 2 times]

YES This is the treatment Silver deserves, his father would be so proud lol a little jealous, but still!

It is fun though... I always say it, but twst cast is very interesting, so a lot of characters who seem to be just a random pick could have such nice chemistry that it’s easy to start shipping them after just one interaction or a voice line. I love it so much lol

Anonymous asked:

i can not stop thinking about how Ortho has 24/7 access to any and all porn ever uploaded to the internet. and with a little modification he can bring even some of the most fantastical ones into reality.

He is just way too powerful, isn’t he? And the worst thing is, no one can even stop him anymore, now that Idia can’t access his system anymore…

If you think about it, Ortho is the perviest and the most knowledgeable person in NRC, even if he isn’t actively aware of all the kinks in the world. To think that only 5 minutes of buffering time separates him from being completely unaware and him having seen the entire collection of sex machine porn videos… And knowing Ortho, he’ll definitely want to try some of the things irl lol

Anonymous asked:

Hello! I'd like to know your thoughts on one of the side characters: Fellow Honest.

Sorry if you've already talked about him and I missed it.....

I'm just curious, because you seem to like Rollo and Che'nya, side characters that have made a few appearances in your art.

Do you have any interest in Fellow? Any headcannons? Or are you waiting until next Halloween, when Playful Land is available in English, to talk about/possibly draw him?

Hi, Anon! Sorry for the late reply.

I haven’t talked about it, and unfortunately I still can’t really talk about him. We are very intrigued by both Fellow and Gidel, but we haven’t seen their event yet. So I can’t make proper judgments and come up with any headcanons :(

We don’t really care about the EN release because we watch fan translations on youtube, but we just don’t have time to watch anything these days unfortunately. But when we do watch it, you’ll definitely notice, because there is no way I won’t draw Fellow at least a couple of times. His design and his sleazy faces are just too much fun lol

[dracomort]

hello! what would you say is the best draco characterisation you’ve ever read in a fic? and what have you read recently that you really liked and would read again?

also, i love everything you write :) thanks in advance!

I once saw this fanart that depicted the three main forms of Draco in Drarry and I have to say it's the most accurate thing I've ever seen lmao. My personal preference is somewhere between 'nutcase' and 'fake it till you make it' Draco. For light-hearted fics, I like those that capture the meanness of Draco's humour and his difficult personality; for serious fics I enjoy those where he truly wavers on the line of moral ambiguity.

Away Childish Things by lettered

Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.

A great exploration of all the parts that make up the whole of Draco Malfoy.

any day now by oknowkiss

Draco Malfoy considers the circle.

I like this Draco for his moral greyness, self-preservation, internal conflict and risk aversion

Temptation on the Warfront by alizarincrims0n

Draco Malfoy is forced into hiding with the Golden Trio and dragged into their search for horcruxes. What ensues is a journey of redemption, unexpected friendships and an unwanted, turbulent romance with Harry Potter. Warnings for swearing, sexual content, and dark themes.

This is probably one of the most plausible DH-era Draco's I've ever read. The way he speaks to Hermione alone is enough to put it on this list. It's rare to find contemporary Drarry fics that are willing to commit to his nastiness and bigotry.

Such Great Heights by aideomai

Draco Malfoy, wide-eyed and pale and in a decidedly ragged shirt, was crouched next to the pile of whatever the dragon had been eating. Harry threw himself to a halt and yelled, “Merlin, how many times do I have to save your life?”

Draco's crabbiness and difficult personality here is so good. This Draco has always been a major influence for me. This line in particular is iconic:

“Due respect, sir,” Draco said, because apparently even weird romantic feelings or whatever they were weren’t enough to keep Draco from throwing Harry under the bus the moment an authority figure appeared, “I haven’t done anything. I’ve been working nearly non-stop the past few weeks - you can ask Mr Borgin—”

Lorelei in the Menagerie by BelladonnaLee

"I think my dead son is haunting the manor," says Draco when Harry runs into him in an antique book shop. Driven by yearning and suspicion, Harry offers his help and is drawn into a web of secrets and half-forgotten nightmare.

I think anything I say about this fic would be a spoiler but I really enjoy Draco's twisted grieving here. Also considering my usual character preferences, I think you'll see why I like this one so much if you read it.

Heal Thyself by astolat

"Are you going for the course?" Lovegood asked. "You have the NEWTs.”

“What course?” Draco said, then, “No, don’t be ridiculous,” when he realized she meant the notice pinned up on the board he’d been staring at: Applicants To The Introductory Mediwizard Course For The Coming Term Shall Present Themselves In The Chief Mediwizard’s Office By August 24th.

“Oh, I thought you might,” she said. “Well, goodbye.” And off she wandered again in her addled way.

Amoral, ambitious character accidentally becomes a good person in their pursuit of status/money/power is one of my favourite tropes. It's also why I like Tom Riddle Snr in In the Bleak Midwinter so much. Astolat in general writes a great Draco.

What We Pretend We Can't See by gyzym

Seven years out from the war, Harry learns the hard truth of old history: it’s never quite as far behind you as you thought.

Despite the heavy sounded summary, this is actually a crackish humour fic. Certainly an excellent example of nutcase Draco. The villain reveal at the end is 100% my favourite part I stg.

[kawaiiocelot]

Hi! It is I, currently in possession of a query

How do you interpret Durgetash with Wren and Gortash? I'd love to see more about their dinamic!

HI HELLO THANK YOU FOR THE ASK EVEN THOUGH I AM A MILLION YEARS LATE TO ANSWERING IT!! I wanted to do more art for this but alas, I have been so busy and in my free time I’ve been working on writing and cosplay stuff instead!!

BUT!! WITHOUT FURTHER ADO!! Allow me to give some info on my personal version of Durgetash aka Wrentash or Wrenver.

Some of this is kinddddaaa subject to change since I haven’t finished Wren’s playthrough yet and haven’t decided 100% what his fate is gonna be hehehe.

To me they’re both such emotionally stunted idiots who fall deeply and grossly in love. Both finally finding someone else worthy of admiration and who matches their ambition. Someone to perhaps be an equal at last.

Ughhhhh I just love the Blasphemy of Durgetash, it's delicious.

Wren definitely feels A LOT of weakness and guilt as well as confusion when he starts to catch feelings for Gortash.

He’s definitely never felt this way about another person before. Just never saw the need to tbh. Never desired to. But with Gortash something clicked intellectually and physically.

I see them having some interesting build up, both trying to make sorts of things in their heads and if this is a bad idea. But they’re both so drawn to each other. They’re fated. (Sometimes I like to say fated to die together in every universe to make myself extra sad)

Pre-tadpole Wren is a little less deadpan and a little more freaky and fiendish tbh, BUT he definitely does not handle having romantic feelings normally.

Anyways he doesn’t kill him and lets his feelings torment him.

I think Wren never realized how touch starved he was until Gortash?? Like I never imagined physical touch to be one of his love languages but uhhhh it might actually be lol.

I always imagined Gortash being casually touchy with him at a random moment. Like a hand on his shoulder?? Or hands accidentally brushing together?? And this just HITS Wren. He feels a little feral. And I think they keep having moments like this. Gortash of course catches on. They keep pushing each other's boundaries and what not. Very back and forth, very playful, but still dramatic like a dance.

Constantly finding excuses to spend more and more time in each other's company. 

But I can definitely see them squabbling a lot and play fighting. 💕

And one day it just escalates into something more intimate,,,,,,

Lots of pent up feelings and ferality.

And I think something just SHIFTS and they really become something to each other. Not necessarily labeled but it’s SOMETHING and it's strong.

As I mentioned, Gortash makes Wren realize how touch starved he is so in time I think he becomes REALLY CLINGY with him. Wren is more of a physical being who prefers actions to words so I think he’d be all over him when they get to that point lol.

They both have their respective plans prioritized of course but they just can’t resist each other?? They fill some void for each other that neither knew they had and I think that’s why they become so attached at the hip.

Wren will?? Listen?? And somewhat behave for pretty much only Gortash??

Wren really likes to bite and claw and mark and I think most Durgetash shippers agree that Gortash would be into that. 🖤

Gortash chew toy confirmed.

 ANYWAYS I know this is getting long but I do have a few other quick tidbits about them.

I know they’re “serious baddies” and what not but I think they have many moments of just being silly and cringe and playful with each other?? To an extent?? Healing inner child vibes.

Gortash gifted Wren the dagger earrings that he wears.

Even tho they are very close, Wren still fantasizes about killing Gortash lol. Just Durge things. <3

TADPOLE WREN IS A BIT DIFFERENT. I’m still playing Act 3 so I haven’t decided how everything is handled. Wren obviously doesn’t remember him. :’) BUT he has this weird connected feeling to him still ever since Gortash’s name was first mentioned. He collects every note, letter, and book that contains Gortash’s name because reading the name makes him feel weirdly closer to remembering something. No joke, he steals every poster of him in the city as well (I can’t believe those things weigh more than a pound each!! My little twink does NOT have the strength stat to carry around much more LOL).

Upon meeting him again, Wren still does feel an inexplicable connection to him but also wants to hear him out because Gortash is the only one who allegedly remembers him but is genuinely not meeting him with immediate animosity?? And like, is actually giving him some slight answers about his past?? While everyone else just seems to want to confuse him or kill him. And he’s a bit of a control freak so he’s desperate to learn about his past and clings to anyone who can help him with this.

ANYWAYS THAT'S ENOUGH OUT OF ME FOR NOW!! Only time will tell what else I decide to write for these two but these are the basics~ They’re grossly and chaotically in complicated love.🖤

[winters8child]

It´s been a long, long time

Chapter 31

I cautiously stepped out of my room the next morning. I didn’t want things to get awkward between us, but I wasn’t ready to talk about it yet. I had no regrets about what happened, but it seemed like he did, considering the way he just left. The living room was empty, save for an empty coffee mug on the table, indicating he was already up but nowhere to be seen.

It was unusual for him to leave a dirty mug on the table. He must have been in a hurry to leave—maybe he was avoiding me. I went into the kitchen to make myself a coffee and found a note he had left on the machine, knowing I couldn't start my day without it. "Went for a run," it read, with a smiley face drawn. Funnily enough, the smiley made me feel better about things.

He wouldn’t have drawn a smiley if he was angry, I thought, or maybe I was just overanalyzing things. As the smell of coffee permeated the air, I leaned on the counter, waiting for my cup to fill. Fury had mentioned they updated the apartment, and the modern coffee machine was one of those updates. I had to read the instructions over and over to figure out how to make a simple cup of coffee; it was a finicky thing requiring constant cleaning and maintenance. It tasted fine, but I somehow missed the gurgling sounds my old filter machine used to make.

I plopped down on the couch, mug in hand, sinking into the cushions. I didn’t know who from S.H.I.E.L.D. had picked out the interior, but it must have been a woman. The whole place was cozy and held in warm colors. They had tried to adhere to the aesthetics of the 1940s but with a modern touch. The sun shone through the blinds, giving the impression it was warm out, but we were in the middle of winter. I pulled the cozy blanket over me, inhaling the scent of my coffee, when Steve walked in through the front door.

“Good morning, sleepyhead,” he greeted me with a smile.

“It’s seven in the morning. Not everyone is as crazy as you, getting up at the crack of dawn,” I retorted, unable to keep a playful smirk off my face.

“You okay, by the way?” I pointed at his mug on the couch table. “The Steve I know would never have left this here.”

He looked like I had caught him stealing. “Oh, I must have forgotten. That happens when you get up at the crack of dawn,” he stammered, picking up the mug and disappearing into the kitchen.

I wasn’t going to let him off the hook so easily, so I followed him into the kitchen. “I’ve known you for 100 years now. You’re being weird,” I said, crossing my arms.

“We weren’t awake for 70 of those, so... and no, I’m not being weird,” he answered, washing his mug in the sink.

“So you weren’t trying to avoid me?” I asked, suspicion etched across my face.

Steve almost dropped the mug, his face flushing red. “What? No, why would I?” he stammered, clearly uncomfortable.

I tilted my head, scrutinizing him. “Because of last night? We’re grown-ups; we can talk openly, can’t we? Just tell me if you regret what happened.”

He dried off the mug, put it back in the cupboard, and turned to face me. “No, I don’t regret it... it’s just that... I don’t want to do something you might regret. We’re both vulnerable. Technically, Bucky died 70 years ago, but to us, it’s only been six months.”

I knew he was right, but his words stung, making me feel defensive. It sounded like he was accusing me of not caring about Bucky. “Yeah, believe me when I say I haven’t forgotten. He was the love of my life, Steve,” I said, my voice shaking.

Steve lowered his head, nodding slowly. “I know,” he said softly, looking dejected. I had clearly said something that hurt him. I stepped forward. "Steve, I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to..." Before I could finish, the phone rang in the living room. He walked past me without a word and answered the call. I heard him say, "We’ll be there," before hanging up.

He returned, standing in the doorway. "It’s Fury. He wants to talk to us. He said it’s urgent."

"Did he say what it was about?" I asked. We hadn’t seen Fury since that day in his office.

"No, but from the sound of it, we shouldn’t let him wait." He walked into his room and closed the door, so I did the same.

I put on some jeans. It still felt strange not wearing a dress every time I left the house, but pants were so much more practical—one thing I liked about this era. The closet was full of clothes, presumably chosen by the same woman who decorated the interior. I picked a simple black sweater, a leather jacket, and black combat boots. It was maybe a bit boring, but I felt confident in it.

Steve was already waiting at the door, his arms crossed. He had also chosen a leather jacket, but his was brown. He looked me up and down. "You look different... I like it," he said, picking up the keys from the bowl by the door and leading the way.

Fury was already waiting for us, sitting at his desk, a file in front of him. "Take a seat," he motioned for the two chairs in front of him. We sat down, as Fury slid the file to us over the desk. It had a picture of the Tesseract in it. Steve picked up the document, "HYDRA's secret weapon," and he looked concerned.

Nick Fury leaned forward, "Howard Stark fished that out of the ocean when he was looking for you. He thought what we think. The Tesseract could be the key to unlimited sustainable energy. That’s something the world sorely needs." Steve closed the file, his expression pensive. "Who took it from you?"

"He’s called Loki. He’s not from around here. There’s a lot we’ll have to bring you up to speed on if you’re in. The world has gotten even stranger than you already know."

That was hard to imagine. I took the file to flip through it. "You mean stranger than us two?" I asked. Steve crossed his arms. "At this point, I doubt anything would surprise me." Fury gave a small, knowing smile. "Ten bucks says you’re wrong."

"What do you want from us?" I wanted to know. "I am asking you to save the world once more," Fury took back the file. "There’s a debriefing packet waiting for you back at your apartment. Is there anything you can tell us about the Tesseract that we ought to know now?" he continued.

Steve looked down, a shadow of regret passing over his face. "You should have left it in the ocean."

We went back home after agreeing to Fury's plan, although working for S.H.I.E.L.D. was not the way I wanted to spend my time. We were told that an agent would pick us up tomorrow morning to drive us to a private airport. I took off my shoes right at the entryway. An annoyed Steve huffed behind me and put them onto the shoe rack. I laid down on the couch. Steve picked up my legs to sit at the other end, then gently placed them on his lap.

"I thought we were done being superheroes," I complained. "Practically, we are over 100 years old. Shouldn't we retire?" I continued.

He started to rub my feet. "We have to do something if they need our help. We can't just ignore it," he said absentmindedly.

"Ugh, fine, just this one time, and we are done for good," I exclaimed.

"Fine, yes, just this one time," he said, smiling. "One last time."

Next Chapter

[leejenowrld]

helloooo! i love reading stories about you and your bf!!! it's like fictional romance coming to life 🥺 since you two are complete opposites of each other, im curious how you fell for him (+ how he fell for you), and who approached who first~ 💘

hiii 🥺🥺 and thank you so much. honestly it does feel like a fictional romance sometimes LMAO like i can’t believe how long we’ve been together, how much we’ve grown and how we still feel so in love and the feelings we have never feel old. like it’s so fascinating and beautiful to me

we met in boarding school <3 boring i know😭�� but basically i joined the school in the third year and i was such a loner and shy girl LMAO i didn’t really have many friends, i had like one or two but it never felt like “wow i have best friends, wow i’m loving it here” i basically moved to london from the north of england (around manchester) so i had to start a new school and my life changed so abruptly

then i met my bf 🥺🥺 basically the first time i saw him i was like wow… he is so my handsome and i had a crush instantly lmao, i was just so drawn to his looks and also his really friendly personality. he was very very popular and well liked and he had loads of friends. i thought i had no chance lmao because all the more popular girls in my class would rave on and on about him and i was like oh… so he’s probably gonna go for girls like that. the little joy i had was going the other way to my lessons in hopes to cross paths with him LMAO but like… that was it

but then i was seated next to him in our spanish class, and then our lives changed lmao i know how cringe it sounds but it’s true 🫶🫶 we found out that we had a lot alike despite being so different, i loved talking to him, we had amazing conversations and we would always be laughing. the chemistry was overflowing lmao and i was literally falling. i also appreciated how welcome he made me feel into the school, he made me feel like i could relate to him cus he moved to england from italy when he was like 7 years old and he just said to me “i know how you feel, if you need anything or ever feel homesick i’m here for you” and i was like oh 🥺🥺 yes you are my home LMAO… keep in mind this was when we were still friends but my feelings were growing fast, little did i know that he also was developing feelings for me at this time

but the actual way we got together? keep in mind we were like 15 and 16 at this time😭😭 i was failing spanish like i was so bad at it and this mf was so good at it, it’s cus it’s similar to italian or something idk? but he was really good at it (he’s actually fully fluent in it now and it’s really sexy when i hear him speaking it, like when we went to spain) and since we sat next together the teacher was like “oh *my bfs name* you should totally tutor her and help her out… she needs it” and well… he was supposed to be teaching me spanish and helping me with the homework but we had sex!! yeah then our relationship went from there

lmao i still can’t believe we had sex like that so quickly lmao like he initiated it all… he made the first move, like he just kissed me out of nowhere and i mean kiss, like it was my first ever kiss and it went from 1 to 100 😭😭 then we just fucked and it was really nice 🫶🫶 then we went on loads of dates and then he asked me to be his gf soon after and we haven’t looked back

my bf really did surprise me because he always says he liked me and wanted me since the first time he spoke to me… idk what i did cus i was so shy and awkward but i guess it’s his type. but i love how open minded and kind my bf is, despite being super ‘popular’ and liked in school, he was always super chill and never thought he was better than anyone else.

[heavendear32]

6. 100 Year Nap

Summary: “I know that gods roam the earth because I used to walk with them”, Haneul is an immortal being with powers that most humans would kill for. When Haneul gambles with the gods, she loses her powers and without her powers she’s cursed to die by the next full moon. She hurries to get her powers back with the help from the last person Haneul wants to be around: a demon.

Pairing: Demon!Hongjoong X Fem!O/c

Word count: 2,751

Warnings: mythical creatures, mentions of getting cursed, spiritual messages, mentions of religions, cussing, allusions to smut, mentions of loss of blood and drinking blood, mentions of possession, mentions of magic usage, mentions of death, death, violence, drinking, gambling, other idols are mentioned, pet names (darling, babe, baby, my dear), deals.

Haneul stomach dropped as the car stopped in what seemed like the middle of nowhere. The rain was still pelting the earth harshly, but Hongjoong got out as if it was just another nice day. Hongjoong walked around the car and to the side where Haneul was sitting, he opened the door and held out his hand. She looked outside at the rain before at Hongjoong, Haneul took a breath and got ready to get wet but as she got out she was dry.

The girl looked confusedly as she watched San pull out an umbrella to shield himself from the rain, Haneul looked up at the sky. She didn’t have any powers anymore so it wasn’t because of her but as she looked over at Hongjoong it made sense, it was the Demon but Haneul wasn’t sure why he was so attracted to her. Both Hongjoong and Haneul looked around at the dense forest but the Demon pointed at the break between the thick trees where a small path laid.

“That is where we go but ooh I don’t think dogs are allowed.” He clicked his tongue staring right at San who let out a growl.

Haneul watched as the Werewolf walked around the car with determination, he let go of the umbrella and let it fall to the ground. San grabbed Hongjoong’s collar and growled into the face of the Demon not scared of what could happen.

“If you take her down that path and she doesn’t return, if you’re not already dead I will kill you myself.” San growled at the man and Hongjoong turned his head to the side and rolled his eyes

Hongjoong pulled from San’s grasp and dusted off his outfit and stepped away from San, walking up to Haneul. He smiled and placed his hand on her back.

“Now why would you think I’d want to kill the only thing keeping me alive.” Haneul rolled her eyes but looked away to hid the blush that was covering her face, she stepped from his side. “Before we go, can I ask what’s down the path?”

“One of my friends, judging by the storm he’s woken up from his nap. Trust me darling he can help you.” Hongjoong clicked his tongue. “Man I haven’t seen him for 100 years.”

Haneul nodded and looked back at San, he took a step towards Haneul as the girl met him halfway. Hongjoong stood in front of the path waiting to Haneul.

“You sure you’ll be okay?” He asked and the woman giggled. “I’ll be fine, I mean yes he is a Demon and he’s cocky but I don’t think he could do any harm to me.”

San smiled, “okay be safe.”

Haneul nodded and walked up to Hongjoong who stood on the path, she smiled up at the Demon who turned around and started walking down the path. Haneul’s eyebrows furrowed and she hurried after the man.

“Hongjoong!” She called and Hongjoong smiled, stopping for Haneul. “That is the first time you’ve called me by my name.”

They continued walking but Hongjoong stared at Haneul, a smile covered his face. He hadn’t felt drawn to anyone like this before, but there was something different about her.

“So who is this friend?” Haneul broke the silent and Hongjoong hummed. “He’s not a mortal if you’re asking but there are a few things you do need to know. He hates when people are rude so he on your best behavior, don’t take any gift from him, you know what just follow my lead.”

Haneul laughed and answered, “is your friend a Fae?”

“Exactly.” Hongjoong snapped his fingers making her giggle

It went silent again and the only thing you could hear was the path crunching underneath their feet. Haneul enjoyed the slow walk in nature, she had always tried to take walks in nature that had no real destination but it seemed different now that Haneul was human. The forest was calmer and the animals were more prominent, it was more peaceful than the woman realized and finally she could just breathe.

“I can’t believe you’re having fun over there, you know what I had to do to find your loverboy.” Hongjoong pouted, crossing his arms

Haneul rolled her eyes and let out a sigh. “My loverboy?”

“Choi Jongho? The guy you asked me to find information about?”

“Ohhh yeah, what did you find?”

Hongjoong shrugged and quickened his pace, Haneul’s eyes went wide. He was just leaving her without an answer? She scoffed and quickened her pace, rushing after the Demon. They were such petty creatures so then why was Haneul not mad?

“Come on please, you said you’d help me.” Haneul whined and stopped in front of the man

Hongjoong tapped his foot and looked down at the pleading woman. Haneul pouted and gave him puppy dog eyes but Hongjoong just tapped his finger against his cheek as if he was thinking.

“Your lover boy is boring.” He answered and stepped around her

“He’s not my lover!” Haneul called but cleared her throat. “But what do you mean by boring?”

“He’s the perfect son for someone living in Joseon, he’s the son of an official, followed in his father’s footsteps and married a nice woman. There’s nothing more than, I told you boring guy.”

The rain started to lessen the deeper into the forest they walked. Haneul looked behind her but she couldn’t see where they had come from, she was sure they hadn’t been walking for long. The forest seemed to change as they continued, but it wasn’t dark and actually seemed to become calmer and brighter. The forest seemed more playful and mischievous now, the rain that had been pouring down was gone.

“Where is this friend of yours?” Haneul asked becoming skeptical about Hongjoon’s friend

Hongjoong just smiled as they continued walking, Haneul began to fall behind. She drug her feet against the ground and mumbled to herself about how this was a waste of time before almost running into Hongjoong. Haneul furrowed her eyebrows as she stepped around the man and looked in front of her.

Her mouth fell open in awe as she stared at the grotto in front of her. It was absolutely beautiful, luscious fauna and beautiful flowers filled the clearing but smack in the middle was a quaint little cottage. Its roof covered with moss and vines snaked down the sides, smoke puffed out of the chimney and it looked like a perfect place for a fairy to live. The gardens around the house were impeccable and the path snaked through between the beautiful flowers.

“You believe me now?” Hongjoong asked before walking on the path

Haneul moved after Hongjoong, trying to keep up with him. The Demon reached out and stopped her before Haneul could step on the grass.

“Be careful where you step.” He said with concern and Haneul nodded. “Follow my lead.”

He started again, leading her past the house and into the back. The backyard was even more beautiful and lush. Two tall trees stretched into the sky and between those trees was a hammock, it swung slowly even there was no wind. Haneul’s mouth fell open as she saw the man laying on top of the slow swinging hammock, he seemed so peaceful as he slept or at least that’s what it looked like to Haneul. Hongjoong looked over at the man, before cupping his hands and calling out.

“How are you on this fine day Yeosang?” The man reacted to Hongjoong’s words, his eyes fluttered open and he turned his head. His mouth broke into a huge toothy smile as he sat up

Haneul froze as she stared at the Fae, he was the most beautiful person she had ever seen. His skin seemed so perfect and naturally glowing, his eyes were so big and bright that they were brighter than the sun, and then right under his left eye was a spot no bigger than her thumb. It was the spot of the Fae, where the earth kissed them.

“Ah my dear friend, what are you doing here?” He asked and got up from the hammock, slowly walking up to the Demon

“Yeosang it’s good to see you.” Haneul stood there as she watched them embrace, before Yeosang turned to the woman

“Can I have your name?” Yeosang asked and Haneul opened her mouth before closing it again

She had to be careful with her words, with one wrong slip-up not only would Haneul be a dying human she would be indebted to a Fae. The woman smiled back and took a breath.

“You can call me Haneul.” She told the Fae whose eyes went wide, Yeosang had misjudged the woman

He held out his hand and Haneul slowly took it, smiling at Yeosang before the Demon. He clicked his tongue and looked between his two guests.

“To what do I owe this visit?” Yeosang asked, Haneul found his way of speaking unusual but then again he was hidden deep in a forest

Hongjoong let out an ‘ah’ before he moved closer to Haneul. She gasped silently feeling his hand on her lower back.

“My friend here needs your help with something.” Hongjoong motioned over to Haneul, Yeosang gave a cautious glance and let out a hum

“Won’t you join me inside?” He asked politely and Motioned towards his house. “I would like to properly treat my guest.”

Haneul gulped, cautious around the Fae but Hongjoong just smiled. She didn’t know why she trusted the Demon but he couldn’t do anything to hurt her, if he wanted to Hongjoong had the entire walk in the forest to kill her.

“I’d appreciate that.” Haneul answered

Yeosang led them back around and up to the front door. Hongjoong stepped to the side as Yeosang stepped into his house, Haneul looked inside the door but couldn’t see anything. A hazy almost dreamlike fog floated in the doorway so thick that you couldn’t see anything inside. She took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment, ready to step through and face the Fae. Before she could move, a hand grabbed her wrist.

“Be careful when you go in, watch your words, don’t accept any food or present from him and give him this.” Hongjoong slipped something from his coat, it was a present

“Why are helping me?” Haneul looked down at the present as Hongjoong pushed it into her hands. “We made a deal, I have to help you.”

“Thank you.”

Haneul gripped harder on the present as stepped through the door. She was engulfed by the fog and it felt like she was in a dream but she blinked and the fog had disappeared, the girl was now standing in a quaint little cabin. It was only a bit bigger than her apartment and looked very old fashioned, Yeosang moved quickly in his house flicking his hands and things moved.

“Please sit down.” Yeosang called to Haneul

She nodded and sat down at the table waiting for the Fae to join her. Haneul placed the box on the table and smoothed out her shirt, sitting up tall and properly. It was something she learned from the gods, if you wanted help from them you better act as if you were royalty.

“What are you?” Haneul jumped at the question, confused on what he was asking. Yeosang started towards the table

“I’m sorry?”

“You look and act like a human but Hongjoong doesn’t bring humans around here. The only humans he hangs out with are from the brothels.”

Haneul almost laughed at his words, he was talking like some of the old men she gave wishes to. Her mouth picked up into a smile before realizing, he had been asleep for 100 years according to Hongjoong so of course he’d be talking like he was from the 1900’s.

“How long have you been here?” She asked wanting to confirm her suspicions

Yeosang furrowed his eyebrows, “well, Hongjoong asked me to go get drinks to start off the new century then we got drunk and I said I was just going to a take a nap, so I’m not exactly sure.”

“Hongjoong was right.” She laughed under her breath. “It really has been over 100 years.”

“Would you like some tea?”

“No thank you but to answer your question, I wasn’t human originally. I lost my powers.” Her voice grew quieter as Haneul said the last part

Yeosang chuckled and hummed, drinking from the cup he had gotten from himself. “Ahh so that’s who he brought to me, a fallen angel.”

“A fallen angel?”

Haneul followed the Fae as he lifted up his hand, opening his palm and twigs sprouted up twisting into the shape of a person.

“There are people who are just like angels, they live in what they believe is the perfect world. They have everything they want and live the perfect life. Those people also fall just like those angels, and find that the world isn’t as perfect as they thought.”

Yeosang tipped his hand just enough to send the stick person tumbling forward and off his hand. Slowly it fell until it fell past the table and Haneul was unable to see it anymore. He placed two of his fingertips on the table and ‘walked’ them towards Haneul.

“And then those people come crawling back to Hongjoong and I.” She didn’t understand his words but did not like his voice, it seemed like a threat or like he wasn’t going to help her

Haneul cleared her throat and pushed the present up to the Fae, Yeosang looked at the present with confusion and caution. His eyebrows knitted together as he looked back up at the woman, his eyes asked what is this?

“It’s a gift from Hongjoong.” The woman answered with a smile, Yeosang’s hand moved cautiously forward and grabbed the bow.

His eyes watched the woman closely as he started to pull the bow, Haneul was interested on what was inside the box. She was curious on what present a Demon would get a Fae, he pulled the top off and pulled out what looked like an empty glass dome. Yeosang’s eyes lit up as he stared into the dome and Haneul saw that it wasn’t empty but it held what looked like wiggling green arms.

“What is that?” She asked as Yeosang stood up

He slowly moved to the other side of the house, going up to a shelf and slowly placing it next to some other domes full of other wiggle colorful objects.

“They’re terrariums, unlike humans I enjoy nature and these terrariums will always be here.” He responded but sounded a bit distracted, Yeosang played with the terrariums for a bit

“But there’s things moving inside.”

“That’s what makes them so special, they’re enchanted. Hongjoong knows that I’ve been trying to save parts of the magical world that has been dying out, and these domes are the last of these mythical places.”

“They’re beautiful.”

Haneul stood up and joined him, she watched as the plants moved inside the glass. They twisted and moved searching for something, they almost seemed frantic but as she looked at the others they moved slower.

“What do you need?” Yeosang spat out pulling Haneul back from her thoughts. “There’s a reason Hongjoong sent you in with the present, he’s never turned down an invite.”

Haneul took a deep breath, “I need to get my powers back before the full moon.”

“Ah and so he thought that I could help.” Yeosang nodded, everything finally clicking in his mind

Haneul blurted out, “can you!”

The Fae tsked the girl and shook his head, “eager aren’t you, Hongjoong must’ve told you more.”

“What are you talking about, tell me about what?”

“My powers are bound to these woods, even if I wanted to help you I couldn’t.”

Haneul let out a sigh, clenching her hands. This was how Hongjoong was getting back at her, he couldn’t kill the woman but he could screw with her. She was starting to remember why she didn’t like the Demon.

“But!” Yeosang held up his finger. “We Fae are close with those of another legend, I know a Dokkaebi who can help. He basically a Fae just without all the rules and a lot more mischief.”

Haneul smiled, as long as she was able to get the help she needed. Fae, Dokkaebi, Werewolf, Demon, who knew what Haneul would met next.

[you-are-my-king-now-cariad]

I need motivation to write, so I’m sharing all my fic ideas with y’all-let me know which ones sound good so I have a reason to open Wattpad again and actually get started. I want to write, my brain just refuses to give the happy chemicals until I have an excuse to weave those words.

Fairly long timeskip, 4 years at minimum, and just kind of exploring how everything’s changed. (Also Willark would be 100% canon and I’d probably kill off Tor for my own enjoyment.) May or may not end with a ruby ring and our favorite Merlin on one knee.

Let’s take that fluffy energy and run with it-a mixed bag of scenes that are post-kiss and pre-Mageguard, in that perfect universe where there is occasionally time to relax. Inspiration drawn from several ‘what would they do if they had the time’ posts.

Time to ruin everyone’s lives with a Sel death and Bree pleading with her ancestors to let him in, please, do whatever magic you have to, I just need to see him again, I would do anything. Unsure if Order spirits/non-blood relatives could access Mediums in the same way, but I feel like if anyone can it would be Selwyn.

Alternative BM ending of Sel not fully succumbing-I don’t know exactly what would have to change but basically he finds out about Bree’s deal (which would still happen-in this case it’s probably something close to demanding protection/stopping the hunt for her friends, idk-) and… let’s just say Nick and William don’t do a very good job of explaining anything to a Very Emotionally Unstable cambion and it goes badly for everyone involved. Partially because there’s a lot of bloodlust once Sel learns it was Erebus that took her.

Traumafluff at an Order event-probably a Selection Gala a year or so after BM/Camlann, everyone having to pretend they haven’t seen their friends suffer at the hands of the Order, it’s very much ‘we murdered SO many demons look at us isn’t this so awesome’ so I’m sure all those traumatized teens won’t be at all upset… fortunately, it doesn’t last forever, and the physical manifestation of you’re safe here doesn’t leave her side.

Alice being Alice. Just oh my god, Matty, are you even trying to be subtle you keep running off with the damn incubus-do what you want but you don’t get to be surprised when I ask if you two are a thing now-

And that’s most of them. Again, lmk the one(s) that y’all are most interested in!

[ya-mi-la]

hiiiii!!! i haven’t interacted with you much but i was wondering! if you perhaps had any personal hcs/lore for nnt!! i’m writing a melban fic and currently begging for lore so!!!!!! hi! hope you have a wonderful day/night!!!

Hmmmmmm I think the main hcs that I have for the characters are influenced by other people's AUs/hcs so...

For Mel, it's mainly just the demon form cat stuff. I think at some point I read about someone saying that maybe demons get to pick the shape of their wings when they get them? I also like thinking of Meliodas having double horns (a pair coming out of his forehead and a pair on either side of the top of his head) that have grown in with time (maybe takes 100-200 years to grow fully?) And he has the typical demon tail and bla bla bla. Mostly physical appearances. There's fangs in his mouth, not like.. Vampire fangs, but fangs that can tear through meat easily (I haven't drawn him like that yet I think). Also - extreme flexibility, but that could somewhat be established in the show.

For Ban, I don't have too much? Maybe he has a super soft spot for Meli or smth. He likes cuddles about as much as he likes sparing, he looks kind of intimidating but he's super chill. He gets freaked out when Meliodas does contortionist type shit. He also teaches (or at least tries to teach) Meliodas how to cook properly by making the food the right way, but Meliodas very rarely listens completely because he has the attention span of less than 10 seconds OR he fucks it up to mess with Ban.

Anyways Ban is malewife and Meliodas is his pet cat. I think that's all for what I think about those two?

In terms of lore (like, story wise), I think that Meliodas didn't know how to write or read in English or whatever language they use in Britannia (which I assume is, like, anglo saxon or smth), and when he did learn, he developed an Irish accent because I am a strong believer in him being Irish (cuz, y know, Britannia). Demons and Goddesses speak semitic languages because of me thinking about religion and stuff and how Christianity, Judaism, Islam, etc originated in the Middle East, Fairies are Eastern European to me idk why, Giants are..???? Whatever you wish, and humans are everywhere as expected. Vampires are also Eastern European because I searched it up and liked it. They have traditional dances and such - demons and giants have their dances connected to their fighting (giants dancing makes them stronger, demon dancing is just fusion dance w martial arts, like capoeira.), fairies create more lively atmospheres with dancing, I guess, and goddesses, since they're more "elegant", would have smth real classical. Fairies didn't really involve themselves in war too often, giants and demons involved themselves the most, and goddesses did it because of their VERY strained relationship with demons. Ehmmm, what else..... Meliodas never opened up to ANYONE. Like ever. Until he fully gained their trust (which could've taken months, years, decades even.) Ban's on the same boat. Anyways, after the sealing of the demons and the destruction of the goddess race (I may be incorrect, it's been a while since i watched the anime or read the manga), and since the humans are selfish and also gullible, they made history all about how bad demons were. They didn't see demons as actual people, whatever whatever, bla bla bla, you know the rest. Led to incorrect depictions of both races in history and what not.

That's just me, though. You can write whatever you want.

[jmeldog]

Oh wow is that so, thanks so much for the clarification! I’m surprised though because I’ve seen a Japanese fanartist draw art monthly based on what they said was the latest chapter so I’m confused now about what they were referring to then. It’s definitely about Win though, like apparently the May issue has him poisoned, they take his shirt off to heal him and he seems to have a nightmare, does this ring any bells by chance?

So sorry for the trouble.

Ohhhh okay I think I get what’s confusing, lol. Long story short:

Duel Masters Lost is a spinoff web manga featuring Win in high school.

Weekly online releases.

It’s written by Shigenobu Matsumoto with art by Yoh Kanebayashi.

It's on hiatus.

It’s easy to legally read online + has an English fan translation going.

Duel Masters Win is the mainline and gets physical releases in Corocoro magazines featuring Win in middle school.

Monthly physical releases.

It's written and drawn by Shigenobu Matsumoto.

It’s still going.

There’s some places you can hunt for it online ;P. The manga is untranslated, but 5 eps of the anime are.

Now the very longer explanation, if you want, just to clear up some of the stuff you might’ve seen. I assume you haven’t read any of the mainline, and I’m very happy to infodump ✨

So you’ve read Lost, yeah? Well this is the life that Win lost*.

* (presumably—assuming it’s the same universe. We don’t know 100% yet)

The gist of the mainline is that Win’s a “it’s always good to look on the bright side of things and be happy with what you have” kinda kid, yeah? Well Jashin has rolled up to try and make him the king of darkness.

This is how they meet! Yaaaaaaay 🎉

One day Jashin manifests in his deck like “I am the wicked god who appears every thousands years and you just summoned me, so let’s destroy the world, kill all humans, I want blood, I want flesh, etc etc.” and Win’s like “🫤….Anyway this is a cool card.” because he’s happy with his life with his dad and friends and isn’t interested in power.

So things happen and such, but it’s a pretty reoccurring point that Jashin keeps trying to goad Win into being fucked up and evil, taking revenge on those who wrong him, and becoming the king of darkness. And Win consistently rejects that, even though he does show signs of slowly degrading as the world keeps trying him. He accidentally almost kills a guy like once. And later gets into a fistfight with said guy. But they make up eventually lmao👍

But later—more relevant to what you saw—a woman called Nonno shows up and messes with Win’s friends, and this actually really gets to him. Win gets so pissed at her he starts overflowing with dark power. Jashin is very happy about this, of course.

But just as Win snaps and Jashin goes to kill her, the rest of the members of Nonno’s group show up. The leader easily defeats and dismembers Jashin and takes him away, causing all of Win’s dark energy to dissipate and him to pass out. (Rip bozo)

He then got taken to the hospital, prolly what you’ve seen. Nothing’s necessarily wrong with him, but the dark power’s being all haywire. Basically when he wakes up he can’t control the power, and starts accidentally disintegrating living things.

He’s gotten the power of the king of darkness. Y’know, the powers to destroy the world 👍

Now that’s, yannow, bad, and he’s a threat to his friends if he outbursts, so the headmaster locked him away in a cube at the bottom of the ocean I guess to test how strong his heart is and 😭 he’s just gonna suffocate if he doesn’t get out. We didn’t see him this month’s chapter at all cuz he’s just been stuck in that fucking cube offscreen 😭😭😭

And that’s all caught up.

I left out and generalized a LOT—but that’s the gist.

The anime covers basically all the events leading up to Nonno and stuff, but there’s some changes and it’s a lot slower paced with a bit of a different tone and more random YouTuber collabs lmao. Like it shows Win’s friend getting messed with, but it doesn’t set him off the same way and they somehow wrote Nonna out of it. Also there’s no fistfight 😔

Some of the source materials are easier to find than others, like season 1 of the anime’s pretty easy.

Thanks for reading. I can’t proof this all so um let’s hope it’s mostly grammatically and logically okay.

[nuclearjacks]

13, 15, 23 for ask game 👀

13. A character or ship you haven’t drawn/written for yet but would like to someday?

MegaRod 100%. They're one of my favorite ships in the TF fandom but god I can't believe I've never made content for them ;-;

I have one spicy wip that's been laying around in my folders since 2022, and was going to make a comic for a zine I had to drop out of with hints of MegaRod but it's all stuff I never got around to or never finished. I need to fix that in the future >:)

They are my beloveds who are such beautiful mirrors of one another, on top of I relate so heavily with their characters for one reason or another so they mean a lot to me <3

15. Have you noticed your style change over time?

Absolutely! It's much easier to notice the changes over a larger amount of time like my art now vs my 2021 art. You can see the drastic change in my lineart and especially with my shape work and how saturated my colors are now pictured below vvv

But there's definitely still some changes I've been noticing here and there in the past year, much more subtle and much more gradual. I've been improving on my speed and simplification of designs into my style, especially with Transformers. And I've also been getting a lot better with backgrounds/actually adding backgrounds in now bdavbdkvb not to mention, experimenting with lighting and learning about things like sub-surface scattering, reflective lighting, ambient lighting and a whole bunch of pretty overwhelming concepts tbh sdbksdbv

This year so far has mostly been a lot of experimenting and much more experimenting to come and I'm excited to see what my style evolves into next : )

23. Has your favourite character/ship changed over time?

Probably more my understanding of my favorite characters and ships.

I still ADORE MegOp and the mix of tragedy, pining and fluff it is but my understanding and interpretation of their characters has changed drastically from when I first entered this fandom at 18, now 23.

There were definitely influences from my anime fandom days where I thought "Orion is so baby and is a precious cinnamon roll who couldn't hurt a fly, lookit how smol he is with his big beefy warrior boyfriend who protecs him" to "Orion is a capable character who, while naive about the world, could be just as smart as Megatronus and in doing so created a whole other faction that inadvertently worked alongside a corrupt political system that Megatronus was trying to deconsruct" (Also not hating on anyone who still likes character interpretations like the first, it's just not my thing that much anymore personally kjbdvksbv)

I still like the concept of big beefy warrior boyfriend protecting his small librarian (cause c'mon that's just fun ksdbvksdb), but I merge it with my larger understanding of the classism themes, alongside the inherent religious themes of Optimus becoming a Prime that I'm such a bitch for kdbsdkjbv

Same goes for Rodimus in MTMTE. He went from "Haha he's just like me fr, lookit this ADHD baby who can't focus for a second haha he always forgets paperwork and has never done wrong I don't see how someone can hate him" to "Rodimus has done so much wrong and that's what makes him an insanely relatable character. People hate him because he's genuinely fucked up so bad and placed blame on everyone but himself because he wants so badly to be the hero of the story instead of the person everyone sees as the 'fuck up'. The fact he keeps trying to live up to a title that's bullshit and to a person (Optimus) who doubts himself every second of the day and doesn't see how fucked his own lineage actually is because the person he looks up to most is hiding things just like him and has fucked up just like he has, as has every other prime before him. But damn it, he's going to try and do better this time, he has to. Also he's so ADHD-coded it's not even funny."

Tldr: I merge the simpler concepts I loved when I was younger with the more complex concepts I love now that I'm older to create a nuanced narrative of the characters and their relationships while being a self indulgent fangirl skbgsbbihuft

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Follow up for those of you who read the Odetta story

If you want to know what happens with the Duke and Lady Elena it’s going to be below. There will be spoilers in here for the Odetta backstory so you are warned if you haven’t read it yet! Also before I go further, trigger warnings for sexual assault, necrophilia, and pedophilia/ephebophilia. Yeah. I don’t like it either.

Right then. So last we left Lady Elena, she was begging Countess Anise to intervene after Odetta ran away from home and there was a comment about Duke Andry Vasseur being “very cross” with them. Now before I get into that: all the rumors Odetta overheard around Divinity’s Reach, and from the scullery maid, about the Duke? 100% true. Duke Andry Vasseur is the worst kind of perverted, deviated, twisted little worm of a man, and saying that much is an insult to worms because they at least contribute something to the world. His servants are routinely used for his amusements, and frequently without their consent, but since he utilizes gifts after the abuse he essentially buys their silence. More often than not, his eye is drawn to his younger servants: the kitchen and chamber maids, the stable and garden boys. At this point, his head of staff is desperately trying to not hire anyone younger than 20 if he can, and if he must he’s warning them to not be alone with the Duke if they have to be. And yes, there is a dedicated room for his “special guests”. Right now it is still occupied by an Awakened from Elona, the same one that was referenced in the scullery maid’s gossip to Odetta. The Duke claims he was on a hunting trip and captured it one night when it attacked his party’s camp, and is keeping it for research purposes. His staff would argue that his “research” does not sound reliably scientific in nature. Previous to the Awakened, there were a serious of Risen occupying the room, as well as one Icebrood norn. They are all in there for varying amounts of time for “research” before he kills them they die suddenly and he has his servants take their bodies out of the city under the cover of night. As for the hold he has on Lord and Lady Jeffer... well who do you think the Queen’s Minister of Economy is? That’s right light, medium and heavy armor wearers, the only reason Lord and Lady Jeffer ARE Lord and Lady Jeffer are because of this living sack of excrement. He holds Lord Jaquin’s livelihood, their comfortable standard of living, their very home in one of the nicest neighborhoods, their social ranks, their entire world, in his greasy hand. On a whim he can destroy them. Lord Jaquin, being entirely too pure for his own good, has never known the arrangement: he has simply done his job (and Duke Andry’s to boot) exceedingly well, while believing everything is absolutely Normal and Fine. Lady Elena however knew that her husband’s family did not have the connections to pull the kind of job that he did. And she certainly was not born into nobility- she was the third generation of a circus family, the daughter of the tight rope walker and magician. It was thirty seven years ago now that she had seen Lord Jaquin in the crowd and was taken in by how handsome he was. She was 18 years old, and training with her father’s magic: she thought she could ensnare him for one passionate night with a spell. She would be able to boast of how she had spent an evening in bed with a Divinity’s Reach noble at the next town, and maybe have a little blackmail material in a few months if she needed. The spell backfired on her. He was hopelessly, utterly in love with her after their one night together. He proposed in front of her parents, who were overjoyed that their daughter was to be married to a member of the nobility. Elena smiled and swooned outwardly but cursed herself for thinking that she was ready to cast something that powerful yet. But she would be someday... They were wed before the circus left town, and she set to work finding a job for Lord Jaquin, “to make certain that the family we’ll have will be provided for” she told him. He just nodded at her, beaming. He told her he was so proud of her for already caring about the children she had yet to bear. She could have vomited at that. It took some work (and some... work) with Duke Andry Vasseur, but once they were done and both dressed again, he agreed to take her new husband on his undersecretary under the condition that when he asked for her help with something she would oblige. Ten years ago, when he mentioned that he was thinking of taking a wife, Lady Elena thought of her ward Odetta: of how headstrong she was, of how pretty she was getting, of how old she was making her feel... of how Elena could tell every time Odetta walked by her bedroom wall, because the mesmer wand and focus mounted on it would glow and rattle in response to the girl like they used to for her. “I do believe I can finally satisfy that condition you gave me, my dear Duke,” she purred. With Odetta not only pushing back against the idea of the marriage but running away that same night, everything Lady Elena has so carefully built for the last thirty plus years has completely shattered in her face. What will the consequences be for her? You’ll just have to find out.