#I know none of this is really that bad but it’s adding up LMAO

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free use with roommate!eren

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📝: black!fem reader, free use, noncon, dub-con, fourth wall break (you’ll see lmao), sonmophilia, squirting, heavy breeding +pregnancy mentions, degradation, calls reader bitch and slut, mentions of anal, slight aftercare

wc: 1.9K

if y’all want me to continue this, lmk. It may become a series.

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roommate!eren truly was, by all definitions, your best friend. practically attached at the hip and always hanging out..the two of you first crossed paths when he placed an ad online, looking for someone to split the rent with and upon meeting you, the choice was easy. roommate!eren, who worked in IT and mostly remote, spent most of his time in the space you two shared so it was always spotless when you got home. You’d often find him standing over the stove, making something delicious so that you never had to worry about going to some shitty fast food place…honestly feeling more like a boyfriend with how spoiled he had you. “How was your day, gorgeous? Here, come talk to me, I want to hear all about it.” even allowing you to rest your sore feet on his lap as he massaged them. it never really dawned on you at first but as time went on, roommate!eren slowly became much more than that. It began with sweet gestures such as cooking for you or doing your laundry, even going as far as telling you not to worry about your share of the rent for a couple months because he wanted you to ‘do something nice for yourself’. “Eren, that is not what we agreed upon. I cannot let you pay the rent by yourself, that’s not fair at all.” “I already told you, it’s fine. Consider it an early birthday gift or something.”

but roommate!eren was reaping his rewards in more ways than one…one night as you lie sleeping on the couch, flat on your stomach and exhausted from a long day, you’d be awoken to the tender touch of warm hands caressing the backs of your thighs. Eventually, you’d feel those fingertips creeping up to the center where your panties were peeking out from underneath your work skirt. You’d feel a gentle rub before hearing the sound of sucking teeth and a moan accompanying it. “You’re so wet, baby..fuck. And all for me..” you were halfway conscious but you were aware of what was going on..yet, all you could do is lie there and allow those digits to massage your aching slit. Shutting your eyes, you’d feel the cool air hit your warmth when he peeled them back and shoved one inside..working you over whilst you slept.

“So fucking tight, princess..but I know you can take all of this dick. You’re going to make me fit..” the words barely above a whisper but you heard every last one. Every rambling coming from that familiar voice behind you only grew more lewd as those fingertips went deeper and sped up. Talking about how he wanted to fill you with his cum and watch it drip out as you lie there..how full and cute you’d look if you were pregnant. From how he wished to see you awake just so he could fuck you back unconscious. The sounds of your dripping hole being played with was about to drive him insane and eventually…neither of you could take it!

“I need to fuck you..need to feel this wet lil’ pussy on me so bad, baby.” Almost desperate in a way. Seconds later, (y/n) felt the aching head of a cock throbbing against your entrance; running up and down your clit before very carefully slipping in. “Oh shiiit..you feel even better than I expected, baby. Why’d you keep it from me for so long?” That deep yet whiny voice and thick cock belonged to none other than roommate!eren! Who had mounted you right there in the living room, fucking you prome into the couch. With a hand planted in the center of your back, he’d continue feeding you deep strokes, alternating between fast and slow, hard and gentle..all the while watching the recoil of your backside against his pelvis.

“Look at this fat ass..bouncing on my fucking dick. Oh God, it’s so perfect. I can’t wait to use it too..maybe I’ll slip a plug in you next time.” Those words elicited a much deserved twitch around his shaft and no longer could you pretend. “You really got tight when I said that shit. I knew you were a freak but damn, baby..” chuckling to himself. You’d slowly raise your head with a slight yawn and moan..before turning around and faintly glaring at him. “Erennn..what the fuck—“ “Hey gorgeous, about time you stopped pretending. Enjoy your nap?”

because deep down, roommate!eren knew the truth about you..and all of the dirty, filthy and dark secrets you were keeping. Including the twitter page and blog where you anonymously posted all about him and the depraved things you wanted him to do. Saying things like ‘my roommate is so fucking fine. Just want this man to use me.’ ‘He cooked for me again today, rubbed my feet and ran my bath before I got home..I’m ready to have this man’s baby.’ ‘Saw him coming back up from the gym this morning before I left and had to get myself off when I got to work’ ‘I rub my pussy every night thinking about him. Wishing he’d come in here and pound me.’ Even calling him daddy. It was entirely different from the bashful, nerdy office worker that he knew!

but it was one..or several that stood out to him the most. A series that inspired this whole little exchange..the ones where you were begging for him to use you anytime he wanted! You didn’t care if you were asleep, awake, tired or alert..you wanted him to have full possession of your body. ‘forced to work, born to be his little free use toy that gets dumped with cum whenever he feels like it and twice on his bad days :(’ ‘I just want to lie on the couch one night, pretending to be sleep as he fucks me..’ ‘I love watching him work at his desk. He’s so cute with his glasses on and his hair tied back. I want to sit on his lap and let his dick stay inside of me the entire time.’ ‘he’s worked so hard today, he deserves my throat as a reward.’ There was so much evidence and roommate!eren heard your virtual cries loud and clear.

“Aww, baby. It’s okay. If this was what you wanted, all you had to do was ask. You know I’ll give you the world.” Flashing a toothy grin as he pinned your arms behind your back..beads of sweat and strands of hair plastered to his forehead as he continued pounding you into the cushions. “All this time and you’re still so shy around me…but damn, do I love my job. You can find out all sorts of things. Like that my beautiful roommate wants me to use her like a little slut..” leaning down to utter the last sentence in your ear before feeding a sharp slap to the ass. Alluding to the fact he could easily access your socials and anything else he wanted with his extensive skill set.

unbeknownst to you, he felt the same..often finding himself at his desk, stroking his cock to the thought of you; how hot you looked in all your tight office attire, how pretty you looked wrapping your hair up in that bonnet at night with a bare face and how the sunlight hit your skin on a summer day, and the sway of your ass in that dress that clings to your curvy frame just right…finding himself choking his shaft between the clutches of his knuckles as he imagined it was that warm cunt squeezing him. Even going as far as to place a pair of your panties around himself and jerk until he exploded onto the seat of them. But it was a fairy tale no more..he was making all of yours..and his sick fantasies come true!

“That’s right, bitch. Moan for me..let me know how good I’m fucking you. C’mon..louder.” Reaching around to grasp your throat, he’d tug your head up so that he could make eye contact as he drilled your insides.

“Ughh! Fuuuck—please, use me. Make me come.” Those pleas sound awfully desperate and pathetic. Even so, roommate!eren craved more. He wanted to tap into the most depraved parts of you and bring them to the surface. “That’s more like it. No more of that innocent shit with me. From now on, you’re my slut to use..just my hole. I don’t give a fuck if you’re sleeping, too tired..I’m gonna nut in this pussy.. whenever I feel like it because you begged for it.” Continuously rambling on as those smacking sounds and guttural moans of his grew louder. “Y-yes daddy. All yours..your fucking whore.” At one point, he was almost animalistic..a sign that he was extremely close. You lacked the restraint for that however. Gripping the cushions in front of you whilst streams of your juices leaked underneath you. “That’s it. Squirt on that dick, bitch. How'd you know that’s my favorite?” Tears pooling down your face when you felt him slip a thumb into your puckering asshole. Just to make matters worse, that same hand gripping your throat would soon fish hook into your jaw and pull it open.

“Look at you..all mine. Got me playing in all your pretty holes. Tell you what..since you’ve been such a good girl, I’ll let you choose where you get my cum. Sounds good?” And it was a no brainer if you’d ever heard one. You couldn’t get it out fast enough that you wanted him to fill your pussy to the brim. “Aw, you really do want my babies..sure thing, princess—“ in one final move, roommate!eren pinned you to the sofa; a clump of your newly done hair in his hand as that orgasm ripped through his body..surging out in the form of hot, cream colored ropes of seed spilling into your womb. You were both left a shaking, disgusting mess. Wet and drenched in each other’s bodily fluids. He couldn’t help but to reward you for a job well done with a sloppy kiss so he’d shove that tongue deep between your jaws and moan as your lips locked. Reveling in the fucked out glow on your face.

“There’s my baby..hey, are you alright? How are you feeling?” Swiping your tears of pure bliss away with his thumb. “I’m..the happiest I’ve ever been.” And that was a given. Once the two of you came down from those climatic highs, he’d withdraw..dragging a trail of his cum along with him as he watched it pulsate out.

“I’m glad to hear that. Why don’t we get cleaned up and order some food. We have a lot to talk about, don’t you think?” Referring to the fact that this new agreement was going to require much consent and guidelines. Either way, both of you were excited for this new dynamic and looked forward to this relationship. You’d spent years fantasizing about all of these things. Documenting them on an anonymous page, too afraid that the real you would run a man away. But roommate!eren was the one you’d been searching for and he wasn’t going to let you down!

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[sunrizef1]

So High School

Pairing: Logan Sargeant x Reader

Warnings: None

Authors Note: This is what the poll was for lol

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yourusername

📍Miami, Florida

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yourusername Miami, you absolutely rocked tonight!!! Thank you so much, ILY 🤟 💜🖤

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user1 🤟

user2 I WANNA GET HIM BACK

user3 I WANNA MAKE MAKE HIM RLY JEALOUS

user4 WANNA MAKE HIM FEEL BAD

user5 queen

user6 💜🖤

user7 THE SHOW WAS SO GOOD

user8 it was so fun 😭

user9 my fav

user10 I was in that crowd 🤭

user11 my favourite girl

user12 💜💜💜

user13 she's so pretty 😍

user14 Miami vibes

user15 y'all see that a couple of those f1 drivers were there

user16 which ones???

user15 uhh idk their names but it was the American one and his little friend

user17 Logan and Oscar?! 😭

user18 ahhhh she's so good 🥴

user19 I didn't get to go 😢

sabrinacarpenter it was so good!! 💜

yourusername thank you sab! 🫶

user20 I had so much fun

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yourusername

It was so cool to meet you!

Sucked to miss you guys after the show

I'll have to keep up with y'alls races from now on

logansargeant

think we mightve left too soon 😅

we got out fast

Assumed you wouldn't want to talk after the show 😅

yourusername

I would've stayed for y'all haha

I love f1, I was really excited when I got told you guys had tickets

logansargeant

damn now I feel bad 😬

yourusername

Its fine, really!

logansargeant

Let me make it up to you

I'll get you paddock passes

For whatever weekend you're free

yourusername

you don't have to 😅

I'll be okay

logansargeant

I'd love to talk to you again

take the invite

For me 😁

yourusername

Fine 😙

I'll check my schedule and text you 😊

logansargeant

can't wait 🤙

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Where'd you gooooo

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They're giving me team merch lol

logansargeant

Oscar wants to re-meet you

yourusername

I'll be back in a sec

logansargeant

You better be 🙄

yourusername

You're so dramatic 😒

logansargeant

Rude 😔

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📍London, United Kingdom

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yourusername I ❤️ London

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user21 how was the race, queen?

yourusername it was great, double Williams points 🫶💙

user22 she's so cute

user23 WHOS THAT MAN

user24 logie bear???

user25 I know Williams blue converse when I see them

user26 the fit ate

user27 queen 👑

user28 the Aristotle quote lmao???

user29 you know I love a London boy

user30 I don't think that's Logan

user31 delusion manifests itself in a lot of different ways

user32 💙🩵💙

user33 I <3 Logan sargeant

user34 wait who is that

user35 Logan sargeant

user34 and who tf is that

user36 an f1 driver, he went to her concert and she went to his race this weekend

user34 yeahhh I still dk what f1 is but thanks anyway 🫶

user35 I love them so much

user36 Logan crumbs

user37 how did the only two Americans find each other in the very un-american environment lmao

user38 didn't expect to see Aristotle when I swiped

user39 Logan and Oscar liked

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🎵 so high school - Y/N L/N

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yourusername I feel so high school every time I look at you

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user40 AHHHHHHHH

user41 I love them so much

user42 OH MY GOD HEY LOGAN

user43 lowk Logan jumpscare at the end there

user44 who tf is that blond man

user44 awwww I love him

user45 songs so cute 😭

landonorris WAIT I KNOW HIM

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user46 no ones ever had me… not like you 🥹🫶

user47 my favourite couple

alexalbon thats my teammate ☝️

yourusername hi Alex. How's lily 🫶

lilymhe im great! 😊 hi y/n, I miss you!

yourusername I miss u 2 lils 💙

user48 I need more Williams x y/n content

user49 royal couple

danielricciardo 🦅🦅🦅

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user50 IM BETTING ON ALL THREE FOR US TWOOOOO

logansargeant marry, kiss, kill?

yourusername all three

user51 YEAHHHHHH MARRIAGE

user52 I've been so used to the European-ness of formula 1 that this, v American, relationship is so jarring

user53 I want that hat

user54 the one post dedicated to her American boy, she wears a Canada hat 🤷‍♀️

oscarpiastri good 4 u

yourusername is this a reference 🤔

oscarpiastri lmao, yes

oscarpiastri genuinely congrats, though 🫶

yourusername thank you Oscar 🫶

user55 I love the drivers in the comments

logansargeant love you 💜😁

yourusername love you too lo 🩵😊

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@casperlikej @evie-119

[vaaaaaiolet]

Good thing your doctor's always on speed dial for your health scares, but can he help you out of this one?

gn / m, fluff, romance, hypochondriac reader, leon is your teledoc LMAO, denial of feelings / obliviousness, slightly ooc?? phone call transcript format in lowercase

word count: 1.2k // read on ao3

a/n: for @idyllcy + @hiya-itsamber :3

just a silly scenario i wrote in 2023 when those corny tiktok dual pov slideshows were a thing 😭 leon's dialogue is indented + in blue and nothing is proofread i fear

RINGING… [0:01]

[line connects.]

hi doc, I just wanted to call and tell you that I need to schedule an appointment tomorrow.

     that’s awfully soon, I just saw you last week. what’s wrong?

what’s wrong? more like what isn’t wrong. honestly, I think I’d rather just schedule the appointment and not waste more of your time. are you free at 4 tomorrow?

     my job is to ask you what’s wrong so I can fix it. cut out the middle man and tell me how you’ve been feeling. the poor receptionist needs a break anyway, flu season has her answering calls from her bathroom.

[nervous laughter.]

     are you in the bathroom?

…

     never mind that. do you have any new symptoms or have your old ones worsened?

this has to be against HIPAA or something, doc. I’m telling you, I’ll just call later.

[loud flushing sounds and tap water running.]

     I’m still waiting.

have it your way then.

     mhm.

I have so many symptoms, I don’t even know where to start. you know how I am about cleaning things and staying on top of my health. my chart last appointment was perfect!

     minus the minor cold you had, yes. has your cold not improved?

I’m not sure. the congestion and coughing’s all disappeared, but now I have really bad headaches. and hot flashes.

     headaches?

uh huh.

     what are they like?

they’re…weird. they start in my head, but they spread, like, everywhere.

     I see.

     can you tell me more about how they spread? is it one big headache or a bunch of little ones at a time?

they start in my temples and if I don’t take medicine for them fast enough, they move down to the bridge of my nose and into my cheeks. I swear I can feel these headaches in my chest.

and that’s when I get these hot flashes. like someone’s microwaving me on high, and I get dizzy, and out of breath, and-

     you get headaches in your chest?

in my chest! headaches aren’t supposed to do that right? it feels like my heart jumps. that’s not right, is it?

     [sounds of pen scratching on paper.]

but the curious thing is that I’ve had these symptoms before. they’re not new.

     huh? I thought they started right after your cold.

no no, it’s just that they go away when I have my appointments. I’ve been doing some research online and I think that right at the time you prescribe me my new medicine, they go away. it all lines up with the release time of the inhibi-

     you worry too much. I’m sure it’s not that; none of the medicine I’ve ever given you lines up with your symptoms.

oh.

     why didn’t you tell me this when you first started coming to our office? this is important information that needs to be added to your file.

but it really wasn’t that important-

     you don’t understand. I need your entire medical history to assign you the right medicine.

     I could have triggered some autoimmune disease, or, or, flared up more symptoms.

     god, I should have done the bare minimum and checked with your nurse. Florence, is that her name? I need to make some calls. I’ll call you right back.

hey doc? you’re starting to sound like me. don’t worry, I’m coming in for my appointment anyway tomorrow. you don’t have to get all military about it.

     you’re one of my first patients. I worry about you.

you do?

     it’s my job to worry about you. i quite like my job.

that felt nice to hear.

     it’s the truth.

the reason I didn’t tell you about it earlier is because I got a second opinion and I felt guilty about it. I felt like I was cheating on you, somehow.

     [laughter.]

     what part of your research gave you that idea? you don’t believe I can handle you seeing another healthcare professional?

it’s embarrassing! it wasn’t even a healthcare professional. it was my mom.

     your mom counts as a second opinion?

she’s licensed in all matters of life.

     I see.

…and the heart.

     that so?

she told me it was mmmfmmf [unintelligible].

     hm. I still need to hear about this incredibly important second opinion.

she told me I just had a silly crush. can you believe her?

     and she might have a point, you know. how did she come to that conclusion?

she totally dismissed my hot flashes and told me that it was normal. same with my headaches and what i’m definitely sure is a developing heart arrhythmia.

     that’s…interesting.

I get it, I thought the same thing you’re thinking right now. except she predicted a symptom I didn’t even have when I asked her.

     and what symptom would that be?

insomnia! I can’t even sleep anymore. I stay up all night in bed, thinking.

     and what do you think about?

to be honest, going back to the doctor’s office.

your office.

     my office?

yeah. whenever I go to your appointments, my symptoms go away. it would be stupid to bring up my mom’s theory during checkups, so I’ve never said anything.

     you’ve got to be kidding me.

     your master plan is to keep getting sick and showing up to my office for 20 minutes a month?

well, it sounds stupid when you say it!

     how long did you think this was going to last?

I don’t have a choice. it’s either this or nothing. 20 minutes with you taking my vitals is worth the aches and pains leading up to it because i feel so much better afterwards.

it just feels nice seeing you. i think it’s an environment trigger.

hey doc, you still there?

     tell you what, I think you’re going to have to get that second opinion.

why would I do that? didn’t I just explain to you why I can’t? you’re the only one that makes my mysterious disease go away, and besides, there’s no such thing as a second second opinion.

     listen to me. I can’t continue your current treatment anymore. it'd be breaking HIPAA to treat you like I need to because of the type of disease you have.

     and to be honest, I don’t think it has a cure yet.

are you serious? how much do I need to pay for treatment? what’s my prognosis?

[clattering of pens on desk and line breaks up briefly from movement.]

[quietly.] doc, am I going to live?

     [laughs.] you’ll live. I have no doubts about that.

well then, why can’t you treat me?

     I can treat you. it’s just that I can’t as your doctor.

you’re not making any sense.

     you’re still going to need to schedule that appointment for tomorrow, but it’ll have to be using a different phone number. call XXX-XXX-XXXX.

[furious pen scratching on paper.]

alright, and who am I asking for on the line?

     ask for Leon. and dress nice.

that’s required for the appointment?

     he has special conditions. it’s a quality of service thing.

…and you’ll be there with the doctor at the appointment?

     [light laughter.]

     I will.

okay, see you soon.

     take care.

[line disconnects.]

CALL ENDED WITH: DR. L. KENNEDY M.D. [14:45]

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it takes time - six

summary: actress y/n I/n has recently skyrocketed into stardom after her breakout film 'castaways' alongside sarah cameron, kevin hart, chris evans and chris hemsworth. weeks after the movies premiere, she drops her debut single, further cementing her place in the spotlight. as millions of people around the world begin to notice and idolize her, struggling with her own demons, she catches the attention of rafe cameron, among others. however, not everything goes as smooth as they both would've hoped. and they soon figure out.. it takes time.

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youruser my life and my friends🤍 pic creds to @/jjmay for half of these i guess..

jjmay you guess?? js say u hate me atp

➯ youruser i hate u

➯ jjmay oh wow

jjmay everyone be quiet i got a whole slide to myself🙂‍↕️

➯ jjmay also those are MY guitars just to lyk

➯ youruser this screams "🤓☝🏽"

➯ jjmay im blocking you.

user the weeknd?? marry me😫

user 'friends' and RAFE is in the post. CPR NOW!!

kiekie muah muah

user she got a lil weigth on her💀

➯ user learn how to spell 'weight' before judging💀

sarahcam lets just elope pls

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cleopatty how are u aesthetic

➯ youruser genetics😔

➯ jjmay i chose the pics for her

➯ youruser #hater energy will not be accepted

popeh lets not forget her almost falling out the window

➯ rafecameron i had a pic she made me delete it

➯ youruser for good reason too

user HELLO??? he was at her apartment?

➯ user OMG!! so was pope!! literally shut up.

user guys the rafe comment😫

➯ user oh.. this is an online COMMENT (reply) btw..

user oh she getting passed around for suree😭

➯ user oh ew

➯ user how insecure do you have to be💀

rafecameron

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rafecameron my weekend

sofiapalomo 🤍

*liked by creator*

user notice how this got almost 200k less likes than normal?💀

user topper.. again.. WHEN WILL IT END

sarahcam huh.

➯ user what type of 'huh' is this supposed to BE!

user yeah.. its concerning when not even SARAH likes..

user yeah.. this is not..💀

➯ user its his life regardless??

user i cant because how are him and topper within five feet of eachother and rafe ISNT beating his ass

➯ rafecameron Pshh i Really wish i could tell you

popeh omg!! a rafe feat!!

➯ rafecameron had to😘

user yo whats going AWNN!?!!?

jbr so thats why you left early.. huh.

➯ user why are sarah and him SO similar LMAO

user why are NONE of them commenting??!

➯ user y/n probably told them not to😭

➯ user they have minds of their own?

user HE replied to popes comment but not whoever she is??

➯ user i feel bad for her tbh

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[weneeya]

save me - spiderman AU m.list | rules

pairing. childe x reader

note. i'm not playing genshin impact anymore but i just can't escape my love for childe no matter what lmao i saw a fanart of him as spiderman and the idea simply crossed my mind so here i am!

You couldn’t even remember when you became friends with Childe. More than when, you had no idea why you were still doing this to yourself. Not that he was a bad guy, someone mean, or anything like this. No, of course not, he was a nice guy, mostly awkward. The real reason why was that the boy was a pain in your ass, to be honest. 

You didn't know how he was able to do this, but he was always ending up in stupid mess up situations, and you had to get him out of this every single time. You were his knight in shining armor, as he always said ; and you wondered why you kept doing this. Maybe you liked him more than what you wanted to admit. 

But he began to act weird. Well, he was always kind of weird, but it became worse for the last few weeks. It was almost like he was avoiding you, always running away all of a sudden, disappearing for hours. Even his poor aunt was starting to worry ; you knew it, you talked about it with her. 

And there was this guy. Spiderman, as he made himself called by the TV. Something like a stupid superhero trying to protect the city. You didn’t really care about it to be honest. It must be a guy wanting to be seen by the world. It was none of your problem. 

You thought so, until this afternoon arrived. You were walking down the street to go to the library when you heard someone whistling behind you. You decided to ignore it, until the man in your back called out for you. Once again ignoring it, his ego apparently didn’t appreciate it at all. He grabbed your shoulder, but before he could do anything more, you heard another voice from behind. 

You turned your head around, only to notice Spiderman’s stupid figure standing proudly and claiming that he would get you out of this. You rolled your eyes, taking advantage of the first guy to kick him right where it hurt, pushing his shoulder as he rolled on the floor in pain. The hero’s eyes widened behind his mask as you turned around to look at him. 

“But I… You…” That was a first. Girls were usually swooning over him, gladly accepting his help. You crossed your arms, slowly raising an eyebrow. “What?” You asked, and he gestured to the man on the ground. “I was about to save you!” You frowned slightly, thinking it might be some kind of weird joke. 

“I don’t need to be saved, find someone else,” you simply added before you left without another word or look at him. The poor boy stood there for a moment, before he shook his head. The man on the floor began to stand up to take his revenge on him, but the superhero simply threw the top of a bin on him, taking him out for good before he left. 

After that, this Spiderman guy didn’t seem to want to leave you alone ; like you didn’t have enough to take care of. No matter how many times you brushed him away, kicking bad guys’ asses yourself when all he wanted was to show you that you needed his help. Perhaps it was his own ego speaking. 

At the same time, Childe was definitely acting weirder every day that passed by. You were suspicious, because he always told you when something was wrong ; and something was clearly wrong right now. Except that he didn’t seem to want to tell you anything about it. So you decided to not give him the choice. 

When you barged into his room after you got his aunt’s authorization, he was getting out by the window. It could have been strange if all your focus wasn’t on the clothes he was wearing right now. You would have recognized this stupid costume in the dark. “What the hell?” 

This was how you discovered that your childhood friend, Childe, was no one else other than this stupid Spiderman. You were mostly angry at him ; not only because he was hiding this from you but also because of all the risks he was taking by being a neighbourhood superhero on his own. He tried to explain everything, his point of view and how he needed to be useful with his powers, but you couldn’t understand it. He ended up leaving his room by the window, leaving you alone with your anger and your thoughts in his bedroom. 

Your life became strangely peaceful after that day. Way too peaceful in your opinions, you had to admit it. While Spiderman wasn’t bothering you anymore, Childe wasn’t even glancing at you in the hallways of the school. You might be angry, but he seemed to be even more. You thought that maybe you shouldn’t have yelled at him when all he was trying to do was to put his powers to the good side ; but you felt like it was too late for this. 

Until you heard a knock at your window in the middle of the night. It obviously woke you up, and while you were ready to go scare the bird annoying you, the view when you opened the window made everything disappear from your mind. A redhead in a damaged costume, blood all over him and an apologetic look on his face. Childe. Wounded. 

You didn’t hesitate twice before making him get inside your room, trying not to make too much noise so no one in your house would wake up. He sat on the chair of your desk, a heavy sigh leaving your lips as you made a quick walk to the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

None of you spoke for what seemed to be an eternity. What were you supposed to say? You had fought with him, and now he was almost dying from blood loss in your room. The situation made no sense at all. You were taken away from your thoughts when his voice came out from his mouth in a small whisper. 

“I’m sorry,” was all you heard before you looked up at him. You weren’t surprised, but you hated that he was the one to apologize when it was you who should do it. You had said awful things to him, and you realized it after. “Quiet, let me focus,” you told him. You cursed at yourself for being so emotionally constipated but you could swear you noticed a light smile tucking the corners of his lips. 

When you were done with his wounds, he began to stand up. You pushed him down on the chair, raising an eyebrow. “What do you think you’re doing?” You asked him, and it was his turn to look surprised. “Leaving?” He said, like it was obvious, and you shook your head. “So you can go die in the middle of a street? No way. You’re staying there.” You turned around, walking to your bed so you could put it correctly again. 

He stayed silent for a moment, but the second he wanted to say something, you cut him off. “I’m sorry,” you said, and his eyes went wide. You took a deep breath, your back still turned to him. “I didn’t try to understand you. I was wrong, I admit it.” No matter how hard he wanted to tease you and make a remark, he knew how to read a room. It was difficult enough for you to do this, it was better if he let you speak. 

“I can’t stop you from doing this, but at least let me help you,” and with those words, you turned around to finally meet his eyes. He was right about letting you finish, because he never expected things to take this turn. You slowly shook your head at his obvious surprise. “I’ve always helped you out, I don’t see why it should change.” The light smile playing on your lips made him chuckle softly. You were right, he couldn’t do it properly if you weren’t by his side anyway. 

What you didn’t tell him was that you simply couldn’t bear the idea of him being so severely injured without anyone to turn to. It was better for everyone if the only person knowing his secret was on his side. You offered your hand to him, and he took it with a grin. That was a deal. From now on, Spiderman wouldn’t need to carry his burden alone.

thank you!

[sasaranurude]

Okay. I've been playing Tokyo Debunker today, since the release happened to catch me on a day when all I'd planned to do was write fanfiction. I just finished reading the game story prologue (it was longer than expected!), so here's a review type post. If you're reading this post not having seen a single thing about this game: it's a story-based joseimuke gacha mobile game that just released globally today. It's about a girl who suddenly finds herself attending a magic school and mingling with elite, superhuman students known as ghouls. If you look in the tumblr tag for the game you'll see what appears to be a completely different game from 2019 or so: they retooled it completely midway through development, changing just about everything about it due to "escalating competition within the gaming industry."

I'll talk about how this looks like a blatant twst clone at the end.

Starting with the positive: The story is charming. I enjoyed it thoroughly the entire time and am excited to read more. The mix between visual novel segments and motion comics was really nice--it broke things up and added a lot of oomph to the action or atmospheric scenes that visual novels generally lack. I like the art in the comic parts a lot. the live2d in the visual novel parts is... passable. Tone-wise, I think the story was a little bit all over the place and would like to see more of the horror that it opened on, but I didn't mind the comedic direction it went in either. The translation is completely seamless. The characters so far all have unique voices and are just super fun and cute. Of the ones who've had larger roles in the story so far, there's not a single one I dislike. It's all fully voiced in Japanese and the acting is solid. (I don't recognize any voices, and can't seem to find any seiyuu credits, so it seems they're not big names, but they deliver nonetheless.) Kaito in particular I found I was laughing at his lines a ton, both the voicing and the writing.

He's looking for a girlfriend btw. Spreading the word.

The problem is like. The gameplay is the worst dark-pattern microtransaction-riddled bullshit I've ever seen. Hundred passive timers going at all times. Fifty different item-currencies. Trying to get you to spend absurd amounts of real world money at every turn. There's like five different indicators that take you to various real-money shop items that I don't know how to dismiss the indicator, I guess you just have to spend money, wtaf. Bajillion different interlocking systems mean you have zero sense of relative value of all the different item-currencies. I did over the course of the day get enough diamonds for one ten-pull, which I haven't used yet. Buying enough diamonds for a ten-pull costs a bit under $60 (presumably USD, but there's a chance the interface is automatically making that CAD for me--not gonna spend the money to check lmfao), with an SSR rate of 1%. BULLSHIIIIIT.

There's like a goddamn thousand-word essay explaining the dozen different types of character upgrades and equippables and equippables for the equippables!! Bad! Bad game design! That's just overcomplicating bullshit to trick people into thinking they're doing something other than clicking button to make number go up! That is not gameplay!

In terms of the actual gameplay, there is none. The battle system is full auto. There might be teambuilding, but from what I've seen so far, most of that consists of hoping you pull good cards from gacha and then clicking button to make number go up. There's occasional rhythm segments but there's no original music, it's just remixes of public domain classical music lmao. I'd describe the rhythm gameplay as "at least more engaging than twisted wonderland's," which is not a high bar

At least there's a cat in the rhythm bit.

And like, ok, I gotta remark on how derivative it is. Like I mentioned in my post earlier, this game is unabashedly aping twisted wonderland's setting and aesthetic. (That said, most of the stuff it steals from twst is magic school stuff that twst also basically stole from Harry Potter, so...?) However, it isn't exactly like twst: in this one, the characters say fuck a lot and bleed all over the place and do violence. Basically, the tone is a fair bit more adult than twst's kid-friendly vibe. (Not, like, adult adult, and I probably wouldn't even call it dark--it's still rated Teen lol. Just more adult than twst.)

Rather than just being students at magic school, the ghouls also go out into the mundane world to go on missions where they fight and investigate monsters and cryptids. Honestly, the magic school setting feels pretty tacked-on. The things that are enjoyable about this would've been just as enjoyable in about any other setting--you can tell this whole aspect was a late trend-chasing addition, lmao. So, yeah, it's blatantly copying twst to try to steal some players, but... Eh, I found myself not caring that much. Someone more (or less) into twst than me may find it grating.

Character-wise, eh, sure, yeah, they're a bit derivative in that aspect too, but it's a joseimuke game, the characters are always derivative. Thus far the writing & execution has been solid enough that I didn't care if they were tropey. If I were to compare it to something else, I'd say the relationship between the protagonist and the ghouls feels more like that of the sage and wizards in mahoyaku than anything from twst. There's some mystery in exactly what "ghouls" are and their place in this world that has me intrigued and wanting to know more about this setting and how each of the characters feels about it. I have a bad habit of getting my hopes up for stories that put big ideas on the table and then being disappointed when they don't follow through in a way that lives up to my expectations, though.

So, my final verdict: I kind of just hope someone uploads all the story segments right onto youtube so nobody has to deal with the dogshit predatory game to get the genuinely decent story lol. Give it a play just for the story if you have faith in your ability to resist dark patterns. Avoid at all costs if you know you're vulnerable to gacha, microtransactions, or timesinks.

[aphidclan-clangen]

Do you have any tips on how to design a sparklecat, Like any inspiration or ideas for it.

Oh man, hm. I usually just freestyle it so let me think

The thing is, AphidClan designs are like. My least professional designs that I have lol, so I can’t really give you classic Actual Professional Character Design Technique Advice because if you followed the professional advice, you would probably not be producing anything that looks like Aphidclan designs lmao, you’d be making much better shit. But you guys want Aphidclan specifically, you guys want how I do it! So I’m gonna try to give you guys,,,whatever advice I can scrounge up from the shit that I do specifically! And like break down what my thought process is into tips?? Anyway

My biggest tip has gotta be Pick An Aesthetic. You don’t have to do this, but it’ll help narrow things down significantly. An aesthetic, a theme, etc. All my best designs for the comic that I get the most compliments on have specific theming, and all the character designs of mine I personally grew to…strongly dislike, were characters WITHOUT any theming, like Gravel’s old design for example. It was all just purple and more dark purple but slightly desaturated, and there wasn’t any direction to it at all, because that’s what happens sometimes when you make shit up on the spot and go with your first draft lmao. Blisswhistle’s theme is rainbow, Pearlstar had a sort of cotton candy unicorncore vibe, Gravel’s new look has a punk aesthetic, Shadebreak and Goldshine are famously emo, etc. Pick a theme! It’ll help!

Right now I’m trying to create Toyhouse profiles for everyone in Aphidclan, and it is a bit of a nightmare trying to figure out what to do for the members of the cast that don’t have a theme. I really really need to give Firebeetle a theme and redesign him with it in mind to give him a design that actually looks good because it’s driving me BATSHIT how directionless he is rn it’s really pissing me off. I’m thinking vaporwave neon cyberpunk shit…

DETOUR TIP FOR GENERAL COMIC-MAKING: Don’t always stick with just your first draft before jumping into comic production! A character may look real nice, but you don’t know what it’s gonna be like to have to draw that same design over and over and over and over and over and over and over again forever! A good way to test this is to take a sketch sheet and, as quickly as you can, draw that character as many times as you can! Draw them like 20 times, 30 times, just 5 or 10 can be pretty dang enlightening on its own. You’ll find yourself dropping certain details, agonizing over the more complicated markings, wishing to get rid of certain accessories, adding new features that come more naturally to you, and more! Take note of those natural changes and make edits accordingly 👍 ((psst: have you noticed that Gravel’s concept art shows her depicted with golden earrings? when was the last time I drew those motherfuckers. it happens🤷‍♂️))

Narrowing down your aesthetic will also help with picking accessories or pivotal details that are related to the theme you chose. If your character has a strawberry theme, you now can give them like a strawberry marking on their chest, or narrow it down to be based on Strawberry Shortcake specifically for nostalgia points, so you can give them the strawberry hat and green-and-white striped leg markings, or leggings. If they’re scenecore, you can give them scenemo hair, or kandi bracelets—have you noticed that Shadebreak has markings that look like fishnet gloves? This is because I wore those bad bitches all the time throughout my emo era in highschool. It’ll make it easier to decide what your markings will be, basically

~~ peruse my collection of my best designs below ((none of these are Aphidclan characters though sadly)) ~~

(Virus, the third one, is directly based on the You Are An Idiot computer virus!)

I may not be a professional over here, but I still believe one of the main things that’s always super important about character design is intention. Intention makes the best character designs. Ideally, you want to be completely clear about what exactly you want to convey to the audience about a character. The audience should know exactly what to expect from your character at first glance. Their base personality, whether or not you want them to think they’re a villain, or a good guy, or a background character, or somewhere morally gray and conflicted. Their style, their themes, their age, their goal, their hobbies and passions, what they do for a living, what they’ve been through, why they’re here, their culture, the time period they live in, their status in society, anything and everything that is relevant to their character. Are they tough and rugged and been through some real shit? Are they dainty and flowery and feminine? Are they a princess, or are they a peasant? Are they a thief, a rogue, or an enforcer of the law? Could a stranger tell any of this just by looking at them?

Warrior cats isn’t a series where a lot of intention can be utilized, since we’re only working with cats. I have seen some warriors artists really master visual storytelling in their warriors designs alone, but usually you have to get really fuckin cool with dynamic shape language in order to do that, and I’m nowhere near that level yet with my own shape language lol. Instead, I try to utilize intention in other ways.

Berrykit has very round fur tufts. This is to show that she’s soft, she’s approachable, she’s cute and harmless (presently. …mostly.) But Nimblekit’s fur is jagged and sharp, he’s COVERED in sharp angles all the time, to communicate that he’s edgy!! He’s snippy and snarky and reckless and chaotic!! He’ll getcha!! ((Berrykit’s curly fur is also to make her look more similar to Blisswhistle as her half-sister!)) I also use these fur tufts to make heart shapes in her fur, like her heart-shaped ear tufts, to further drive home her lovecore theming! Stormwhisper has round fur tufts to look more like a cloud, Icesheep has sharp tufts to make him look more like an icicle, etc etc list goes on

Virus has devilish horns and tail to communicate he’s impish and gonna get ya, Lemon Wash has scale markings to communicate the sharky oceanic theming, be intentional!! That’s the fun of sparklecats, there’s more room to play with! You can give your strawberry shortcake cat strawberry markings ! You can give your care bear based sparklecat a funny symbol on their big squishy belly! You can still tell a purpose with their markings and accessories! Intention intention intention, drill it in!!

uhh that’s all I have today. tired now. Good luck! and have fun and all that

[runningincircl3s]

Blood Sport

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Chapter Ten

masterlist

chapter warnings: none!! kinda a filler chapter? :)

okay so i've been slacking with my writing recently lmao, i only have a few more pre-written chapters left before i run out so i want to lock in this weekend and write!!

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It was the second day of the festival, and the first time that Bad Omens were headlining. To say Noah was stressed would be a massive understatement.

He’d tried to play it cool that morning, acting like the pressure wasn’t getting to him, but it was obvious. You could see it in the way his jaw stayed tight, how he barely touched his tea, how he hadn’t even made a single sarcastic comment all day.

Matt wasn’t much better. He was pacing the gravel outside the trailer like it was a treadmill, muttering to himself about setlists, lighting cues, and potential tech disasters. Meanwhile, Folio and Jolly were lounging in fold-out chairs with ice creams in hand, soaking up the sun like it was just another day.

You sat nearby, drumming your fingers against your knee as the faint sound of Catch Your Breath’s set drifted over from the main stage, but the sound was drowned out by Matt's stressing.

“Matt, chill.” Nick said without looking up from his ice cream, “You’re gonna wear a hole into the ground.”

“Seriously,” Jolly added, stretching his legs out. “You’re making me anxious.”

Matt shot them a glare.

“I’m making you anxious? Good. You're acting like this is nothing, don't you guys realise how serious this is?”

The guys just shrugged and you smothered a laugh behind your hand and glanced toward the trailer. From inside, you could hear Noah running through vocal warm-ups. Even through the walls, his voice was sharp, clear, and too beautiful.

“You sure he’s okay?” You asked, tilting your head toward the door.

Folio shrugged.

“It’s Noah. He’ll be fine once he’s on stage.”

But you weren’t so sure. Whatever had happened between you two the other night hadn’t just vanished, but you could already feel the old walls starting to creep back up. You’d thought about checking on him, just to ease your own nerves, but you knew better. If he wanted space, he meant it.

The trailer door swung open a few minutes later, and there he was, hair messy from his hands, a flush on his cheeks like he’d been pacing, too. His eyes scanned past you like you weren’t even there. He grabbed a water bottle from the cooler beside Jolly’s chair and twisted the cap off with a sharp flick of his wrist.

“You good?” Folio asked.

“Yeah,” Noah muttered, taking a long drink. “Sounds bad but I'm just ready to get it over with.”

…

A few hours later, the guys were getting ready to go on. The energy was like nothing else, a mixture of anxiety and excitement made them buzz, except for Noah. 

He stood off to the side, head down, lost in his own world, toying with a loose thread on his mask. You wanted to say something, but what could you even say? Was there anything you could say that wouldn't make it any worse?

And then, like he could feel your eyes on him, Noah glanced over.

For a split second, everything slowed.

He didn’t smile. Didn’t nod. But he didn't look away, he just held your gaze.

So you walked over.

“No pressure,” you said softly, voice barely above the rumble of the crowd on the other side of the stage. “This is only like, a super big deal.”

He huffed a dry laugh, but didn’t look away.

“Really?” he murmured, “Never would’ve thought.”

You stepped closer, the noise around you fading. 

“You sure you’re okay?”

Noah swallowed, jaw tight. 

“I will be. Once I’m out there.”

“You’re gonna kill it, y’know. Always fucking do…”

“Yeah... I know.” 

“And if you suck, I can always take over.” You smirked.

“Thanks.” He chuckled.

You nodded slowly. Then, without really thinking, you reached for his gloved hand, the one still clenched around the mask, and gently wrapped your fingers around his.

And he didn’t pull away.

For a moment, you both stood in silence, his eyes fixed on the way your thumb rubbed the back of his hand. And when he finally looked up again, there was something different in his eyes. His expression was softer.

“Stay by the stage?” he asked, barely above a whisper. “Just for the first song.”

Your heart skipped a beat, and you had to bite back the emotion that rose too quickly in your throat. You nodded.

“Yeah,” you said, your voice steady. “Of course.”

A voice crackled through someone’s headset: One minute.

Noah let go, stepped back, rolling his shoulders before he pulled his mask on, and you made him bend down so you could adjust it for him. 

The rest of the guys had already left, and Noah adjusted his in-ears as he waited for his cue. 

Then it was finally time. The crowd screamed. He gave you one last smile, a genuine smile, beneath his mask before picking up his mic.

And then Noah Sebastian walked on stage like he owned the world, like he was the fucking king.

And good lord did they put on a hell of a show. 

Noah’s stage presence tonight was like nothing you’d seen before, and his voice… He in fact did not suck. You had never seen them play with this much enthusiasm before, like this wasn’t just their job, this was their passion, their purpose. 

This is what they lived for.

You couldn’t help but feel a little emotional knowing this was their last show for this album cycle, but you were glad you were here to watch. Their energy tonight was just unmatched, you truly had no words to describe it. 

As Noah spoke to the crowd, thanking them for coming out, telling them this was their first ever festival they were headliners for, you knew what song was about to come next, which one they were going to finish off with, and a part of you braced yourself to hear Just Pretend again. 

The lyrics had an extra meaning to you tonight, after what he had told you the other night. 

You chuckled to yourself for a moment, I guess love really is the death of peace of mind. 

You’d save that one for later. 

…

“Y/n, I have something to tell you, and I need you to promise you won’t get mad.” Folio turned around in the passenger seat, looking suspiciously guilty.

You, wedged between Noah and Jolly in the back of the van, immediately narrowed your eyes. The guys had come off stage sweaty and full of adrenaline, but after showering and eating, they were all winding down, except for Folio, who was still way too energetic for this time of night.

And now a part of you was curious. A part of you was panicking. 

“…What is it?”

“I might’ve told the guys we could have a hot tub party at our place next week, for finishing the album-”

“We don’t even have a hot tub!”

Folio winced. 

“Okay. This is where I need you to not get mad…”

Your stomach dropped. 

“Nick. What did you do?”

He hesitated. 

“…I may have bought a hot tub..."

“Where the fuck are we putting a hot tub?!” You laughed at how ridiculous this was. “What about my vegetable patch!”

“Hey, you promised not to get mad!”

“Did not!”

Noah, who had been silent the entire ride, cracked an eye open from where he was slumped against the window. 

“In her defence, she never said she would.”

Folio huffed, turning back to you. 

“Okay, maybe I should’ve asked first, but just think about it… imagine all the sick parties we could throw! Or even just coming home from a stressful day and getting in the tub!”

“…I guess it’s not a bad idea.” You sighed, rubbing your temples. 

Folio grinned, triumphant. 

“See! I knew you’d be down for a hot tub party. It’s gonna be sick, just wait.”

…

By the time you got back to the hotel, exhaustion had finally caught up to you. Between running around all day, the rush of the festival, and the chaos that was Folio impulsively buying a hot tub, you were ready to pass out.

You didn’t say much as you followed Noah into the hotel room. Neither did he.

The silence wasn’t awkward, but it wasn’t exactly comfortable either. It was… something else.

Noah tossed his bag onto the chair in the corner and immediately pulled his hoodie over his head, revealing the tank top underneath. His tattoos stretched with the motion, and you had to force yourself not to look.

You cleared your throat, walking over to your bag to grab some pyjamas. 

“Dibs on the bathroom!” You called. 

Noah let out a breath of amusement as he flopped down onto the bed. 

“Okay.” 

You turned to look at him, meeting his eyes just for a second. 

“Wow, you didn’t even fight me for it, you must be tired.” You chuckled.

His head sank into the pillow, his voice quieter now. 

“Yeah. A little.”

You hesitated.

Something about him felt off. Maybe it was the way he had been so quiet on the ride back, or maybe it was the way his shoulders still looked tense, like he was carrying something he couldn’t put down. Maybe it was just the comedown from the show, but maybe it was something else...

You wanted to ask if he was okay, but you didn’t.

Instead, you grabbed your things and slipped into the bathroom, closing the door behind you.

When you came out, fresh-faced and in an oversized t-shirt, Noah was still awake, sitting up in bed, scrolling mindlessly through his phone. 

You climbed into your side of the bed, pulling the covers over yourself, but sleep didn’t come as easily as you thought it would. For a while the glow of Noah’s phone screen was the only light in the room, casting a faint blue hue against the walls, until he had set it down with a sigh. 

But still neither of you could sleep. 

You heard him sigh after a while, so you sat back up. 

“You’re thinking too loud." You murmured, turning to face him.

Noah let out a quiet laugh, the first real one of the night. 

“Didn’t realise that was a thing.”

“Well, it is. What’s on your mind?”

He hesitated, then sighed. 

“Nothing.”

You didn’t believe him, but you didn’t push.

He picked his phone back up, and there was another beat of silence. Then he spoke again.

“You were right, by the way.”

You blinked sleepily. 

“About what?”

“Earlier. When you said I’d kill it. I really didn’t think I had it in me tonight, but we really fucked it up out there. I'm glad you were here for it.”

That caught you off guard.

Noah wasn’t the type to accept compliments easily, let alone bring them up himself.

Your lips curled into a small smile. 

“Thanks... I always know what I’m talking about. You should listen to me more.”

He set his phone back down on the nightstand. 

“Yeah, yeah.” He glanced over at you, the room too dark to read his expression. “Goodnight, y/n.”

“Goodnight, concrete boy.”

You closed your eyes with a little smirk.

Neither of you said anything else. Neither of you fell asleep right away, either.

…

The soft creak of the bathroom door opening stirred you from sleep. You blinked against the morning light filtering through the hotel curtains.

Then, you saw him.

Noah stepped out of the bathroom, steam curling around him from the lingering heat of his shower. A towel hung dangerouslt low on his hips, droplets of water still clinging to his tattooed skin. His damp hair fell messily over his face as he gently shook his head, stretching slightly before rolling his neck and shoulders.

Yeah. You’ve woken up in your own personal hell. 

You didn’t mean to stare. You really didn’t.

But how could you not when he looked like that?

Then, just as you were about to snap yourself out of it, he flexed.

It was subtle- just a stretch, and a slow roll of his shoulders as he reached into his bag- but you knew. The way his biceps tensed just enough, the way his abs clenched slightly as he shifted. It was intentional.

Your thighs pressed together, fingers curling into the sheets. 

Asshole.

You swallowed, dragging your gaze upward before he could-

Too late.

Noah smirked. Just slightly, just enough to let you know he definitely caught you.

“Morning.” He said, voice a little rough from sleep.

You forced yourself to play it cool, clearing your throat as you sat up. 

“Morning.”

He didn’t move right away, just stood there, towel still in place, so dangerously low, watching you with that amused little glint in his eyes. Like he knew what you were thinking. Like he was waiting for you to crack.

Instead, you huffed and looked away, reaching for your phone. 

He chuckled, finally turning back to his bag, rummaging for clothes. 

“Sleep okay?” He asked casually, as if he hadn’t just been showing off in front of you on purpose.

“Yeah. You?” You exhaled, trying to ignore the heat creeping up your neck. 

He hummed in response, pulling a shirt over his head. You weren’t sure if it was an answer or if he just didn’t feel like talking about it.

You hated how you felt fuzzy inside, it was clear he was doing it on purpose, the playful glint in his eye gave it away. 

But you knew just how you’d get him back, you were planning it already. 

You knew exactly what you would do. 

“Excited for Folio’s hot tub party next week?” You asked, an innocent smile on your face, not letting on that what you were plotting in your mind was far from innocent.

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[gingerjunhan]

xdinary heroes as types of christmas gifts

☆彡 Happy holidays everyone!! I’m back from school and I’m feeling festive 🥳 I hope you all enjoy! 🎄✨❤️

word count: 433 | pronouns used: none | genre: fluff, established relationship | cws: a singular swear word lmao, not proofread, lmk if I missed anything!!

goo gunil

something meaningful!

it wouldn’t necessarily be something you wanted, but you would end up loving it

pretty jewelry sticks out to me

diamond necklace, new bracelet or watch- something cutie

you’d feel bad because it’s probably super expensive but he wouldn’t care in the slightest because you’re worth every penny

kim jungsu

he strikes me as the type to keep a list of things you’ve mentioned wanting ONE TIME

he’s also getting you multiple gifts

little stuff you need- new phone charger, a replacement for something you lost, a new pair of gloves because he noticed yours are a little too big

and then there’s stuff you wanted- a new pair of shoes, a cute pair of earrings

maybe he would gift you an experience for Christmas? something you guys can do together! like a spa trip or something (idk he seems like a spa guy to me)

kwak jiseok

he would get you something silly that reminded him of you, and you would love it to death

he would probably give lots of small gifts

a plushie he thought you would like, a keychain of your favorite character, a new mug and fuzzy blanket because he knows you can never have too many

cute, cozy items with just the right amount of silly mixed in!

(low key he would get you one of those pillows with a picture of him on it 💀)

oh seungmin

EXPENSIVE like boy has MONEY 👏🏻 TO 👏🏻 SPEND 👏🏻

he starts with something small- like jewelry or an expensive item of clothing

and then it just… keeps… going…

BOOM! you guys are going on a weekend getaway

BOOM! he got you front row tickets to see your favorite band

BOOM! they’re MEET AND GREET TICKETS

he truly goes above and beyond because I think he would love gift-giving!!!

han hyeongjun

something small and sentimental

he would get you a necklace with his initial on it

not too fancy, not too expensive

just dainty and cute!

and maybe he would throw in some fuzzy socks or a new plushie or something

he would also be a cute and cozy gift-giver

lee jooyeon

low key he’d hit it out of the park

he would get you a practical gift

you said months ago you need a new blender? Merry Christmas

oh? your favorite sweater got a hole in it? he replaced it with an exact look alike

hell, the oil in your car needs changed? he’s got you bbg 😼

he gives you things he knows you’ll like and use

he really prides himself on practicality

taglist: @mon2sunjinsuver , @mini-mews , @mxlly143 , @somethingaboutcheese , @weluvjeong , @wonnie-avenue , comment to be added!⁎⁺˳✧༚

[almostyours]

desperately need to know the context behind 'pill poppying'

hii,  no angeline.com forum for this one because i think the admins would’ve just deleted the post since the context steps into scandal territory and they don’t want to talk about any of that laaaawl.  check the context under read more because i don't want to clog the dash!!!!!!!!

★   .   CONTEXT OF #PILLPOPPYING

TRIGGER  WARNINGS:  mentions  of  mental  and  physical  struggles,  drug  dependency,  harassment,  invasion  of  privacy.

there are some layers to this so i will try to explain:  first of all,  poppy struggles both physically and mentally  (she doesn’t have much energy most of the time,  really bad migraines,  insomnia,  anxiety,  depression),  so she’s pretty dependent on her prescribed meds since these help her keep up with the crazy schedule as an idol / be a normal human being lmao.  she’s been dependent on them ever since she was a little ballerina held by high expectations!  she needed and still needs help!!!!! 

she’s never shared this with fans because,  ofc,  it’s nobody’s business!  but that changed when a saesang started spreading rumors about seeing her  pill  popping  before stepping on stage during the  LUCKY  GIRL  SYNDROME  era.  angels and others immediately went after the saesang for being a freak and for invading her space,  but some people were left wondering if they were right...  stans of other groups jumped on the rumor to attack poppy and hiraeth,  but angels usually always clapped back with  are u rlly believing a saesang?!  anyway.  poppy nor their management acknowledged this topic or rumors. 

but then!!!!  before the group started prepping for their  (then controversial,  now iconic)  ARMAGEDDON  era,  one of yvan’s known saesangs  (who their team had already flagged as dangerous)  broke into poppy’s bedroom and filmed the mf cocktail of meds on her bedside table,  and some of the medications shown in the video were banned in south korea.  and yes,  this caused a massive media frenzy with police getting involved for two reasons:  a saesang committing a crime and poppy being accused of possessing illegal medication.

and well!  the truth was that poppy had all the proper documentation and medical history to prove she wasn’t breaking any laws,  but,  of courseeeeeeeee,  the media and knetizens didn’t care at first,  and the whole situation exploded without the facts.  other stans added fuel to the fire,  not because they cared about her being a possible drug addict  /  a criminal,  but because they juss wanted to talk shit! 

anyway.  the saesang eventually admitted they did that to turn public opinion against either kaia or poppy,  as their fans were getting a little too cocky and kept bringing up yvan’s bullying scandal which was soooo old news!!!  charges were filed against the saesang,  but none were filed against poppy due to the authorized documentation of her meds.  even so,  the incident kinda hurted her public image,  and the group faced a wave of hate  (not only because of this.  the other two were getting hated on for other reasons,  too)  until management released a final statement clearing poppy’s name.  they emphasized her medical history and explained the misunderstanding around the meds’ mmmmm legality

as time went on,  things started calming down,  and the scandal even sparked conversations about idol's mental health and started leaving her alone.  but ofc not everyone were ready to let such a scandal go!!!!!  so,  some people clung  (and still clings to it)  and created the hashtag #pillpoppying to try to drag her reputation down.  ironically tho,  what was meant to be a smear somehow turned into something funny for angels…  like yeah…  they probably were very  :/  when the tag started trending but then they realized how ridiculous it was.  like even poppy addressed it on bubble eventually,  saying that she hated the hashtag not because of the context,  but because she found the gameplay funnie…  so yeah,  this ae.linkie’s context is tied to one of poppy’s old scandals.  it’s kind of like,  “u can’t use this to hate when we already think it’s funny ourselves.  even poppy thinks it’s funny!!!”

[fenharel-babe]

Looking for Solas Double in RP

EDIT: Added the big title so it’s up front what I wanted lmao

I’m a little shy to post this to my tumblr, but I’m desperate LMAO.

I’ve posted on Reddit AND discord groups but I’m looking for a Solas double so I can RP one of my fics I have in my mind😭. I haven’t been able to find one, and I’d really love to RP it! And I’d love to get to know other DA fans! It’d be sick!

Basically my idea was that 1 year after Trespasser, Solas meets my Lavellan again, needing to see her though it goes against his plans. Basically, it leads to smut but it’s very emotion because it’s SOLAS. What did you expect lol? Anyways, he leaves her again and she goes through the motions of leaving Skyhold and moving to Kirkwall. Possibly the man can double for other characters but it’s also fine if not! I can do it though my messages may be a lot longer lmao. Or I’ll just cut that part out and get to when Solas comes back AGAIN.

He visits her in Kirkwall (about two-three years after their first meeting), desperate to see her again. He just….cant leave her. It’s smut. AGAIN. But then he leaves…AGAIN!!!

And then he comes back a third time and it’s 1 year before DATV, and he’s even sadder than normal bc he believes it’s the last time he’s going to see her. It doesn’t start off with smut and actually starts off really sad and personal. Just cuddling and being sweet and my Lavellan talks about everything she wanted with him and he does the same to her. But it does come to smut and it’s sad but sweet. And then when he, ya know, orgasms, Lavellan realizes the spell they had been using to avoid pregnancy had broken…..and she ends up pregnant. But she doesn’t tell Solas, and he never finds out.

The RP is long, yes, but I’d love for anyone to do it with me! I need someone that’s at least played DAI and Trespasser, but I would LOVE if someone has played DATV as well bc we might go into DATV with the pregnancy in mind and what happens *after* DATV. I have plans for that too and would love to go down that route, but it’s fine if not! I also want someone that has a good idea of Solas’s character. Who understands his complexity and doesn’t just see him as a bad guy or good guy. They understand him and can RP in character. I would love that truly. I would love someone that also has free time like I do, or at least can message once a day or a few times a day! And I like long responses unless we’re doing dialogue and it’s going back and forth, ya know? I’ll talk more about it privately. And I have a starting message already written!

All you gotta do is just DM me and we’ll get it started :). I may post this every week bc I’ve been looking for like a month (ik it’s not that long but none of my DA posts get attention at all and I can’t post on the DAI subreddit about RP lol), and just really wanna find my Solas (and potentially other character’s) double!

EDIT: I’m preferably looking for a man but I can totally do anyone as long as they’re comfy playing as Solas lol.

[organizechaoss]

i never really talk about this on here bc i convinced myself i didn't care but if you didn't know, i post my fics both to wattpad and to ao3.

wattpad was my introduction to fanfiction way back in the day and i have a softspot for it. i also like wattpads commenting system where you can comment either on the whole chapter or line by line which is sosososo fun.

my peak on wattpad interaction was probably before 2019-2020 and for the longest time, none of my recent shit was getting any interaction.

when i started posting We're Professionals, i was slightly hopeful that perhaps i could get some readers and commenters on the site but for months and months i only had '1 regular reader' (based on wattpad stats) that i was 99.99% sure was just myself looking at the chapter after i posted.

but now i have 7 regular readers! so i know it's not just me reading hehe but still, no votes, no comments, nothing other than occasional views.

and yesterday someone commented (a lot of comments which was sososo fun to read through)!!! and today someone new commented!!! (noting that that person was the first person to comment on my fic lmao)

they are both very sweet and i'm pretty sure one of them voted on one of my chapters which made my day.

my initial commenter said that the fic deserved more attention and love, which lowkey, i agree with (not to sound conceited or anything). i just think i'm bad at blurbs? also i havent read anything on wattpad in ages (the ads annoy me sooooo much) so i'm not sure how authors can market their fics and i'm way out of the loop in the wattpad sphere. (or i just have an inflated ego about my fic/writing) or actor au's aren't as desired in the fandom as i thought. or something else i'm missing.

so now that i'm finally getting a little attention on that site, i've decided to complain lmao. you don't gotta read the following rant

why has the culture concerning fic interaction changed so much? i don't want to beg for comments or interactions and i try to make it a point to not pressure my commenters and readers to interact if they're not feeling it (idk how succesfull i am at that lmao). but what makes a person comment or pick up a fic or interact with a fic in any way? how can i foster that without being seen as needy or manipulative?

i am very fortunate and lucky to get the interaction that i do receive because i know other talented writers may receive less interaction than I do. but still... as flattering as it is to receive the comment 'this deserves more attention!' and i will treasure that comment indefinitely, it makes me frustrated bc that's always something i've secretly thought. and for someone else to point it out just... brings a lot of sad emotions up for me.

i've been posting this story for months, i'd grown so hopeless on the wattpad community to ever notice or interact with it that i've been solely getting my dopamine from obsessing over my ao3 stats (which are good but not the best) in probably an unhealthy way

ppl can obviously do whatever they want, i alone can't change the culture concerning fanfic, i just needed to shout my frustrations into the void of tumblr.

i'm not alone in this, i know other authors have the same observations and complaints. i just don't think adding notes asking for comments is an effective, nor should it have to be, the way to get ppl to interact with your fic. there has to be something else...

[dr-docktor]

About Floppy Disk Curt... So, do you have some more plot made for this au? Sorry if you made a post and I missed it, I just mean - how does Owen realize that Curt is (semi) sentient? What does he do? How sentient is Curt, actually? What does he remember? And how much can he feel? Does their codependence get worse?

HAHAHA I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED. I sort of expanded on some of the lore in some previous asks but none of it is super organized so I can go over it real quick! I'm still developing a lot of it so if things don't make a ton of sense, I'm working on fixing that lol. First off, I sort of shifted the time period around to be closer to the 90's to better fit the technology, aesthetics, and the rise in popularity of mascot-y desktop assistants.

Owen kills Curt during the staircase scene and despite what he tells himself and his coworkers. He regrets it. He regrets it so god damned much. There's no one to feel so strongly about anymore, whether it be love or seething hatred. He just feels empty.

Meanwhile, Chimera retrieved Curt's corpse and uploaded his consciousness into a computer with the hopes of getting what little he knows about the inner workings of A.S.S. out of him. (don't ask how this is possible, uhhhh silly sci-fi shenanigans I guess)

Of course, he's not cooperative. So Chimera opts to do the totally sane and not evil thing by separating himself from his memories of being human. His ambitions, his relationships, everything except for what Chimera needs. They can't seem to find a way to outright delete the memories for good (I'll probably either rework this part or figure out why they can't outright delete them) but what they can do is try and build up walls of restrictions to prevent him from accessing them. So for a a little while he's just this blank slate spitting out what little information he knows about A.S.S. Mostly useless.

Until Chimera gets an idea.

With the rise of a new trend comes the opportunity for PROFIT. This one being the rise of household computers and mascot-y desktop assistants to help the average user learn how to use a computer.

But Chimera wants to take it a step further. They are the future, after all. They want a desk top assistant that's incredibly life-like. Something that the user can have a genuine conversation with (like an incredibly early chatbot). This project is also absolutely meant to be spy-ware. 1000%. No way its not.

They call the project the 'Beta Anatomy Simulacrum Technology for Research and Development'. Or B.A.S.T.R.D for short! (I had to STRETCH to make that acronym work lmao)

Rather than start this from scratch, the project head (The name I'm going with right now is Harper Royale) has the brilliant thought of "well, what's more life-like than an actual human consciousness in a computer that we have collecting dust somewhere in the tech labs? It's already a husk we just add some code to it and bam it's ready!"

So they take the empty husk of digital curt mega and fix it up a little. Royale thinks its a good idea to give a miniscule amount of his humanity back to him. Namely curiosity (so he can learn things) and a basic understanding of how to have a functional conversation with people. Nearly everything else, like the cheery personality and character model, is all added in by the developers.

The good news is the projects going great! Employees within Chimera are finding the little guy really helpful and entertaining. Employees nickname him DC as a reference to his knowledge on A.S.S. Like their own personal informant inside DC (as in the capital of the us where a lot of government buildings and information is stored)

The bad news? Curiosity. Because now he wants to know why the sad looking British guy from one of the first few rounds of test trials keeps calling him Curt.

Tt spirals into this terrible loop of DC starting to put stuff together, never quite reaching the conclusion that he was a living person once (much less the importance of one Owen Carvour) before the employees catch on to what he's doing and reset him from square one. Over and Over and Over again. The only frame of reference that DC has are these hidden notes he leaves himself during each loop.

Eventually the higher-ups at Chimera realize that the cost of having to go through the complicated process of resetting DC the moment they figure out that he's gained a little sentience and then run through test trials AGAIN simply outweighs the potential profit. So they move to shut down the project, much to Royale's dismay.

The higher-ups joke that Carvour should be the one to do the honors, given everything between him and Curt. And he's like "ok yeah I'll do it" and they're like "we were joking but you've given us zero reason to doubt you so have fun killing the simulacrum of your former closest friend, bestie"

Owen, of course, decides to go behind everyone's backs and download the one and only existing copy of the B.A.S.T.R.D program onto his personal computer. At this point, Owen has no clue about DC slowly regaining his sentience if left unchecked and literally only did it because he has problems about processing the fact that he killed Curt that he refuses to confront. (what a normal guy)

So slowly, having been freed from this loop of resets, DC slowly begins to put together the pieces. He doesn't know how exactly Owen may or may not be involved in any of this, but he keeps most of this growing autonomy a secret for safety reasons. Just in case Owen is decidedly someone not to be trusted and turns him in.

DC, however, will test still the waters by subtly bringing up memories that he knows are somehow important to either him or Owen and then gauging his reaction. Doing his damn best to put together context clues.

Admittedly I don't have anything beyond this yet. I'm still working on Owen's reactions to all of this and also how the technology works. But I hope this answers at least some of your questions!

[gone-fish-mode]

alien kin is flaring up bad tonight.

I'm not alien the same way I am gillman. Gillman comes from phantom limbs, a hyperfix on my fish alien ocs, and a feeling of isolation.

That isolation, when not in tandem with phantom limbs and hyperfix, becomes my alien kin. I've been and considered myself very alien for maybe 14 years- genuinely.

Anyway, my parents got here tonight and I've been left doubting everything about myself. About my potential knee injury, about my suspected OCD, about being otherkin (which is strange considering none of my feelings about myself changed upon discovering or entering the community). It kind of sucks, and I can't really help but feel incredibly disconnected from this place and these people. Very alien.

Anyway, that's all for now. I will be fine, it's just a bit of a shift for me right now. It will change and I will be OK in a bit. As much as I love being alien and all things alien, I don't have any physical form or whatever tied to it. Truly just the concept of being an alien and the weird feelings of separation that come with it ;] I guess that could fall under concept kin? But honestly I don't care that much. Gillman gifs below cut for my emotional wellbeing.

WAIT WHY ARE ALL OF THESE BY ME I KEEP CLICKING THEM AND THE CREDIT SAYS I ADDED THEM THATS CRAZY UHM. HA. WELL.

good lord. I'll stop here. I????? dont know how i added these into the gif library? im not even looking for them i just click the ones i like LMAO

[bonefall]

howdy!! i was wonderin’ if you could list all the cats that are neurodivergent or have a mental disorder, and specifically what conditions? i was also hopin’ if you could expand upon how they present as well, but you don’t have to do all of them! you can pick and choose. or none at all if you’re tired! idm ‘:3

warriors and psychiatry are two of my SIs so i just wanna gobble up all of this information LOL

Sure! Though, I want to preface by saying that I try to make sure I'm very well acquainted with the neurodivergence I plan to add before adding it. I've always had a, "try not to overextend" sort of philosophy, trying to make sure each portrayal is going to be treated well in the narrative before promising it publicly

SO what that means is that this list is incomplete and I plan to add more, as I learn more about how to accurately portray something. Especially important with the more stigmatized disorders on this list-- for example I plan to add NPD once I have a better idea for how to feature it.

C-PTSD

Life in the Clans is VIOLENT. Most, or many, characters are going to end up with symptoms of PTSD, especially the cats who lived through the Plague, TigerClan, the entire Mothermouth Moorland War, and the destruction of the White Hart Woods in particular.

But C-PTSD is something I'm choosing more carefully, if that makes sense, so that it's something I write with 'higher priority' when approaching that particular character.

Birchfall (Human activity and child starvation are his triggers, also visibly unsettled by falling trees)

Brightheart (Dogs and dishonor titles, has recurring nightmares, self-harms through overexertion; refuses to take breaks to punish herself)

Stormfur (Severe trust issues, self-destructs relationships)

Lilyheart (Can't deal with water because she watched a sibling die instead of her)

Harrybrook ("big mood lilyheart")

There will also be some cats in WindClan who aren't able to eat rabbit, because it triggers memories of poison and causes them to wretch. This causes serious issues for them, because rabbit is the majority of the WindClan diet, especially in winter.

Epilepsy

Sorreltail (Absence seizures caused by brain damage from nightshade poisoning)

Shadowsight (Severe clonic-tonic seizures, Tawnypelt brings him to the Tribe to seek a very special treatment for him)

I reaaaaally need to add more here tbh

Autism

Mumblefoot (I know he's not a major character lmao but he was Pinestar's first deputy, and had dyspraxia.)

Yellowfang (It's super prevalent in her entire familial line)

Rowanberry

Stumptail

Brokenstar

Littlecloud

Rowanstar

Leafpool

Honestly I'm so autistic I kinda end up putting a little bit of autism in everyone. I feel like I can detect autism in every one of my little favorites. Spottedleaf, Speckletail, Dustpelt, etc

Borderline Personality Disorder

Cinderheart

Breezepelt

Squirrelflight

Etc/There's one cat who has it and I need to add more

Bumble, Blossom, and Briar have a lot of baggage from their parents' treatment, Bumble and Bloss are glass children.

Alderheart has anxiety

Carpwhisker might also have anxiety, she's really bad at standing up for herself

Poppyfrost is severely avoidant

Sparkpelt and Palebird both had postpartum depression

Dovewing has burnout and gets stressed out when her biofamily is around; not sure how to describe this.

Squirrelflight also has ADHD, this is kind of like Autism because I also have ADHD and it's difficult for me to imagine other 'ways' people think. like what do you MEAN, you have ONE train of thought??

[berrywantsakiss]

sugar princess

ooh okay !! I forget she's my most popular and well liked oc sometimes 😭😭

I haven't drawn her in a bit (6 days... six days no Delia.....lord.....)

right now, she's couped up in the sugar kingdom recovering from seeing her lovers quarrel and one get killed. my best friend is in purgatory, so we haven't decided how exactly the spice king and Delia make up

I've been diving into her lore recently, and I decided that she is her mother Queen Himbasha's favorite child out of six. this is why Delia isn't the duchess of anything, like her twin sister Colette (Duchess of the Frozen Treats region), her younger triplet brothers — Peter, Vincent, and Antonio (share the Chocolate region, but govern three cities separately — Milk Choco, Dark Choco, White Choco), and her youngest sister, Sabine (Duchess of the Gummy region). None of the princes or princesses borne from Himbasha will become the King or Queen (unless she dies), seeing as Himbasha is only like 50.

Delia wants to be the Duchess of the Breakfast region instead of her unnamed aunt, but Himbasha wants to protect Delia and keep her entirely to herself. Himbasha believes that because Delia is so sweet, beautiful, and pure people will try and use her and come after her, and she preaches this to Delia from a very young age.

Himbasha, by the way, is an Ethiopian celebration bread !!

all of the current royal family are "based" on bread.. I guess.. idrk how that works even though I'm the one who came up with it lmao.

Delia's father, whom I forgot the name of, was "made" of French bread, so all of he and Himbasha's children are brioche. their last names are Praebibo, which is Latin for either Toast or Bread I don't remember 😭😭

okay okay enough abt the sugar queen, you asked abt the sugar princess.

Delia is a very spirited woman, she loves to explore and make friends,, you meet anyone of interest on the island, they'll probably have met Delia personally and claim to love her (who doesn't ??)

she loves to sneak into the Gardenia Palace in the Flower Realm of Aerin, and raid the library there. the flower queen, Daisy Mae, can't stand Delia doing this. in fact, she doesn't really like Delia at all because she sees her younger self in her, a sweet, bubbly, and energetic girl. Mae is hardened now due to a horrible past.

Delia knows that Aerin has a lot of corrupt secrets that they keep in the Gardenia library, so that's partially why she often sneaks in. Mae is considering adding birds to the library to keep Delia out — the princess is TERRIFIED of birds because of some comment Himbasha made to her when she was a lot younger.

it was Mae's younger sister, Iris Annette that the spice king / King Louis killed. this was because Anne tried to kill Delia, which you can find the story about this here

they were lovers in the past. it was all lust though sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

(ignore the name brin, she was the original sugar princess made by a friend of ours whom we cut off. god we hated brin)

anyway, that's all I can come up with off the top of my head, if you have any questions or anything specific you'd like to know about anyone in the RealmsAu, feel free to ask :3

I... I need to draw her so bad she needs a proper portrait...