#I think this is the first thing I started drawing during my marathon??

[screaming-cicada]

How will the Rottmnt turtles react when they realize that they're gay for the male reader?

eyueyeyeyue my first ask for this blog !!!

warnings(?): probably inaccurate representation of crushes, im aromantic so i literally had to google “what is a crush like” ����, also i posted this on my birthday yippee (◕_◕)🎉

(this is 100% male reader intended, i didn’t know how to put in gendered language in this one)

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Raphael acts like a big puppy. He wants to do everything with you when you’re at the lair. And when you’re not there he won’t shut up about you. He thinks he’s subtle but he’s not. All of his brothers know exactly how he feels and they all tell Raph to just confess to you already.

Leonardo realizes it when he can’t stop thinking about you. But he is as arrogant as always. He hides it well even though he’s a nervous wreck on the inside. Leo gets more touchy and his jokes are more corny. Anything to make you smile.

Donatello tries to deny his feelings, romance gets in the way of science right? Even so, he doesn’t want to push you away. He starts sharing things with you especially his space. He just can’t help the butterflies he gets when you lean on him during movie marathons.

Michelangelo is so smiley and happy around you. He always wants to show you something. Whether it be a new drawing, a new recipe he learned or just random things he finds that you might like.

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[asmomothedevil]

𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄

𝘼𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙬 𝙆𝙧𝙚𝙞𝙨𝙨/𝙂𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥𝙚𝙧 𝙭 𝘼𝙁𝘼𝘽!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧

𝐚/𝐧: This is my first smut for the year and the first one in so long, I stopped because too much happened. So I’m gonna push myself to write and draw more nsfw content/smut. Anyway I’m gonna learn as I go along, enjoy the filthy smut!

𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Reader is a massive brat & has a pussy in this fic, spit play, degradation, mating press, manhandling, cunnilingus, overstimulation, marathon sex mention, possessive remarks & thoughts, lastly Andrew has filthy whore thoughts

You just had to poke and poke at him didn’t you. First it was little things like teasing him by bending over in front of him so he can get a view of your ass. To bigger stuff like degrading or praising him during matches. Knowing damn well he’s stronger than you, but you didn’t care. You still pushed your luck with Andrew, not caring about the consequences of your actions. As long as it resulted in you getting fucked raw, it was all according to plan.

Now it reached a boiling point, it all started when you were lecturing him on your way back to your room. “Yeesh your rescue sucked that last match. Maybe the sight of my thighs really got your cock going huh?” Andrew’s grip on his shovel tighten, that should’ve been a sign to stop. But nope, you saw it as a signal to crank up your antics.

“Think with your brain not with your dick next time.” Within an instant, Andrew picks you up and pinned you to the wall. His shovel completely abandoned with a deafening clank. “Woah hey what’s the—?!” Andrew silences you by attacking your lips. Pushing you into a deep, tongue filled kiss. Your hands grabbed his cheeks with a need for more kisses. “Aah!” Andrew gently bites your bottom lip, in one fell swoop he has you over his shoulder. Picking up his shovel with his unoccupied hand.

You smirked to yourself knowing damn well, you’re getting exactly what you’ve wanted.

He tosses you on the bed, you giggled once you bounced on the mattress, you saw Andrew put his shovel away. He returns to you by pulling you by the hips and towering over you. Pulling you into another steamy kiss.

“This is what you wanted, I don’t want to hear any complaints.” Andrew breathed out in between kisses, his calloused gloved hand grabs your face with enough force. Pushing you to open your mouth and a glob of spit hits your tongue. “Ah!” You savored his spit, as you eagerly grind against his clothed cock.

“And I won’t hold back this time, you fucking brat…” You nodded, accepting and sealing your fate for the night. “Good…” He felt you wrapping your legs around his waist.

“Awww this hard over kisses? God you’re easy…” Andrew stripped you of all of your clothes except your underwear. A wet spot formed, Andrew shook his head at you. “You’re one to talk. Swallowing my spit and grinding against my dick…” He presses his thumb against your clit, rubbing it. You whimpered, the friction of the wet cotton against your sensitive clit was creating more precum to stain your underwear.

“I guess you were born to be a whore… Always craving sex like a succubus…” Andrew takes his thumb off your clothed clit and uses both hands to rip off your underwear. Finally revealing your naked cunt. “ANDREW REALLY?? Those were my favorite pa—AaaaAH!!” Andrew shuts you up by vigorously eating you out.

His nose firmly against your clit, his large tongue teasing to fuck your hole. “God… Fuck!” Moaning out his name like a prayer, it truly stoked the flames of his love and lust for you. His calloused gloved hands grip the fat of your thighs to keep you still. “Aahh! Haaah!! Ohh fuck Andrew..!” You gripped the blankets underneath as he continued to ravenously eat you out. Even after you came he kept going, making you dizzy as your brain short circuit.

Your poor cunt was puffy and slick with a mixture of your cum and his spit. “No… No more… Andrew…” You weakly whimpered out, twitching slightly from overstimulation. He merely rolls his eyes at you.

He removes his gloves first, removing his clothes bit by bit. Making a spectacle that serves only to fuel that desire to have his body against yours. His body was broad, but not very brawny. But has some muscle due to his job.

“You say that, but know that you can’t wait any longer…” He hauled your legs onto his broad shoulders, showing you that he’s ultimately the one in control.

Next thing you know is that Andrew is pressing you into the most nastiest mating press. Stretching your cunt deliciously around his thick, throbbing cock. “FUUUHH–UUCK!” You moaned out pathetically. Andrew laughed breathlessly at your sorry attempts to try and gain some semblance of control back from him.

Pleading for him to spare your sensitive pussy. His cold large hands squeeze the back of your thighs, keeping you in place.

“Ah, Ah Aahh… You’re just gonna lay there and take it. Release as many times as you need to… But know this, Ah—! I won’t stop until I’ve had my fill of you…” Andrew continues to drill his cock into you. Your walls tighten around him causing Andrew to laugh into your neck. The speed of his thrusts increased, as his grunts were soft and a stark contrast to how brutal he was to you.

You let out a high pitched moan as you felt the tip of his thick dick hit your cervix.

“AAGGH! AANNDREEW!!” He looks up lazily at you and gives you an impish smirk. His hands slithered down to grip your hips as he deepened his thrusts. Causing you to see stars.

You thanked whatever magic was at work that didn’t allow any of the survivors or hunters to get pregnant. “OH GOD! HAAH!! NNGHH!! FUCK FUCK!! DON’T CUM INSIDE ME!” You blurted out, not even aware of what you’d just said. Andrew laughed knowing damn well that’s not what you want.

He lifts his head from your neck just to look down at your blissed out face, the drool coming down the side of your lips to your cheek. As tears dripped down your face.

The sight causing him to continue thrusting deeper and harder. “You just won’t shut up–Ahh! Will you..?” You smiled stupidly at him, unknowing much of an effect you had on a man like Andrew. He may act holier than thou, but knows he’s as just as bad if not worse than you.

Even if you weren’t teasing him, just being near him fills his head with the most sinful thoughts. During the matches you two had, it was torture trying to stay focused. He just wants to rail you against the nearest wall or locker.

Fill your eager cunt with cum and put your underwear and clothes back into place like nothing happened. Being the only one aware that you’re struggling to hold in his creamy load.

Having those thoughts in conjunction with his love of you only deepen those feelings towards you. How dare you make his cock and heart throb, threaten to corrupt him. And worst of all allowing it to happen because it’s you. You’re the exception.

Now that you’re under him with your legs twitching against his shoulders as your pussy sucked him in. He knows that he needs to corrupt you back like you’ve done to him.

He will ruin you, cherish you and enjoy everything you give him. Andrew loves everything about you even the most ugliest things about you.

“Andreeeww..! FUCK ANDREW I’M CLOSE!” Your whines snap him back to the present, he felt the knot in his stomach tighten.

“That’s it, go on cum… Oh gods… Hnnghh..!” Andrew’s thrusts became more erratic and uneven. He was pressing you further into the mattress as the tip of his twitching dick full on bullied your cervix. “AAAH ANDREW!! YES YES YES!!” You pathetically open your arms out for him. Wanting his larger form as close to you as you both came.

“Fuck! Ahaahh..!” Andrew let’s out a drawn out moan as his hot, thick seed spills into your awaiting womb. You let out a shuddered laugh as you came weakly.

Andrew huffs as he flops on top of you, his full weight pressing into you. This made you come back to some form of consciousness. “Andreeeeww..! You’re heavy and I feel your stupidly big dick in my guts!” Andrew huffs as he gently lowers your legs off his shoulders and onto the bed.

“Is that so? Next time be nicer to me and maybe I’ll be softer on you next time…” He gently rolls the both of you onto your sides, his cock still inside you. You groaned knowing you were too tired to care.

Andrew cuddles closer into you, his eyelids get heavy. He swears to himself once he’s awake, one more round won’t satiate him.

You registered his words and it made your heart screech to a halt at his threat, promise or whatever. The idea of him rearranging your guts again makes you want more. Yet you’re too exhausted to express that unspoken desire.

“Oh you’d like that don’t you? Harlot.” You glare at him, he felt your walls squeeze around his soften cock. “Shut the fuck up, you’re a slut too now. Ex Virgi—IIN!” You squealed as he snapped his hips as a warning. Some cum dripping down your slick thighs.

“You were saying? Great I’m getting hard again… If you have this much energy I could go for another round…” The fact he’s so nonchalant about all this is utter insanity. One minute he’s a holy prude and the next he’s an absolute monster in the bed.

Whatever comes next, you know that Andrew definitely isn’t going to let you get an inkling of rest. Especially after giving him hell and testing his will. “If not, then please behave yourself.” Andrew places a soft yet loving kiss on your cheek. His hips rocking at a unrealistic gentle pace as you whimper pathetically at the tingling sensation.

“Hah! Go on, I know your balls are still full and heavy… After all was that promise earlier bullshit?” Andrew huffed in faux annoyance. Wanting to give you some sort of break out of consideration. But of course you don’t let him live things down.

“Do I need to put that mouth to use as well?” His ruby eyes scanned your expression as a mischievous yet tired smile etched onto your lips. “Maaaybeee…” You giggled as both of you won’t just end at one round.

𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐨𝐧 | 𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐦𝐞 | 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐬 | 𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐬

[dropthedemiurge]

Last Twilight Episode 10 Reaction

I wasn't even going to write my own posts of LT but this episode just delivered punch after punch! I couldn't help but comment, so–

I love to see Jimmy and Mark using their dramatic acting microexpressions attacks on my heart, i'm bleeding but I'm fascinated. Sea has grown a lot and acts so believable, I want to praise him. But damn, maybe it's because I actually remember Jimmy and Mark since Bad Buddy, the contrast is huge here. Jimmy also does that thing with the jaw that makes him look more manly and mature, none of the young and mischeivous Wai, in Vice Versa he also didn't reach this level of complexity, I think we all should bow to P'Aof & team for leading him.

I know I should be talking about Day who isn't crying while his family is devastated (he knew and was prepared and felt comfortable as long as he had Mork, they were not prepared) but I am biased... The way Night didn't even dare to touch Day when he wanted to comfort him at doctor office Т_Т And how later, at the dinner table he looked with such disbelief, and hesitantly started teasing Day as sibling again when Day reached out Т_т And how for months he felt he deserved to be silent, torn apart and uncomfortable, yelled at and judged for not taking care of his brother properly.

Noo, my heart!

But also Day and Mork, of course, the way Day bravely said "The last thing I saw in my life was his face", and Mork said "I'm sorry" and I can understand the mom going "you crossed over all lines with ny son, get out of my house", and it's probably huge red HR violation but Jimmy's big teary eyes aaaaah how could she not fold? I saw some comments on tumblr about the show not calling out her being abusive and everything, but I strongly disagree and I think it all makes sense. The strong single mom, the asian family, the unwanted oppression and self-misery that finally cracked during Christmas dinner – I could probably write my view on this in another post but who cares.

Dhskajvs I love how Porjai and Night are "patpraning" Mork and Day, like they are setting up plans to look like accidents just for two undestined lovebirds to be able to sneak out on a date from the parent who shouldn't know about it, very PatPran behavior xD Only friends are the one making it work xD

That's the face of a man giggling because he just declared himself a father and a future husband on his own (oh their mom is going to have a heart attack but who cares). "That's my child" - look at the sky, this night is so freaking green~ I'd say the real winner of that marathon was Night, Day maybe got a medal and a boyfriend but Night got a girl and a kid! xD His confidence is hot, but also I wouldn't hesitate a second as well if I saw Porjai available to be loved, I mean look at her! What a treasure.

I can't believe I was so on board and rooting for a hetero couple in a BL since the very first second but they are still going too damn strong. I love them. I shall draw a fanart.

Omg, pop-up books shout-out in a BL! First time seeing this. Okay, Day and Mork are freaking cute, I usually lose interest when characters start dating but they are so damn adorable and in their happy bubble here! Smiling and goofy Jimmy is all I need in this economy.

Master Aon is slaying on a dance floor, this actor is honestly stealing the show and I love it for him... I like how he shows being advanced and comfortable as visually impaired person in relationship with a girl that can see, the calling out and gestures and the comfort.

P'Aof and his damn heartwarming community scenes, first with MLC and now here, I knew what I walked in and still wasn't prepared for all the EmOtiOns<3

Promoting Oishii as one of the color paints is very creative but all it makes me think of is a VERY relatable situation with actual artists who put tea cup and water for paint on the same table... Yeah xD

Also, sniff kisses are so cute, fight me, westerns.

Lmao, Day even drew Jimmy's poor 5 o'clock shade above the lips fvsjakjahk I wonder which one of the staffs drew it, or was it actually Sea? No matter what, I bet this person had a lot of fun anyway :D

Okay, THERE ARE MORE SCENES THAT MAKE ME ALMOST CRY Poor Night, he was so unloved and judged in this family for a year, I will actually fight everyone to give him his own special beef stew.

He was going to distance himself out of guilt as a self punishment and feelings of 'the hero is here, the villain should vanish' supported by both people closest to him, but Day insisted he's a family and he should stay, reminding their mother of it… Oh no. So many feelings.

Again, it deserves another post. Where I talk about how Night feels like such a man, a protective adult who changed and is able and actively wants to take care of dear people, but who looks and feels like a small punished kid in his own family house. Day too, btw, but he hasn't found as much confidence as he struggles with blindness as well.

But I loved that family having fun scene. I loved it so much. That family trying out cake eating blindly was so nice, oozing of happiness. The curse of misery deserves to be broken, and the kids are the one breaking it, as usual. Mother should remember what's really important - her and her kids happiness, not control that's led by fear. But it's not easy. This is why this scene is so important, and filled with happy and relieved tears. Tbh I didn't feel like P'Aof glossed over the mother-son conflict, it's just that the narration feels... I don't wanna say more asian, it might be different from the sort of justice/revenge what some of the people wanted to see. I understand it and it hits home.

Oh I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE DOING, P'AOF!

Something tells me in a very loud way that this operation won't go well, look at Sea's face! The scene just screams "I still can't see anything". It would be such a P'Aof type of teaser as well, give hope and then trick into the opposite. I can't imagine him actually getting his vision cured. I'll fight myself if that's what actually happens in the next episode. It's a great way to show that you should just keep enooying life instead of regretting the cure.

[callunavulgari]

Chapter 6 is up for our @steddiebang2024 project! Chapter banner by the lovely @firefly-party! <3

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It has been exactly thirteen days since Eddie heard a peep from Steve’s apartment. Thirteen excruciating days. A few weeks ago, he would have been absolutely tickled by this development. No Cher at six AM? No blender? No obnoxious drunken warbling in the middle of the night? Count him the fuck in for a little bit of peace and quiet.

And, Eddie will confess, for the first few days, there was some small element of relief. He got to sleep in for the first time in weeks. More importantly, he managed to sleep through an entire night, completely undisturbed.

Only… the silence began to stretch. A few days turned into a week. Into two.

It’s not that Steve isn’t there. Eddie can still hear him sometimes, but it’s like the volume has been turned down on Steve himself. Like whatever bright thing in his chest that kept him singing in the face of all the bullshit was just… gone. Wiped clean. Snuffed out.

And Eddie’s beginning to realize that he’s actually concerned. That somewhere along the way, something resembling affection began to take root beneath his ribs whenever Steve started up with his bullshit. He could still get annoyed about waking up early while also having a bit of a soft spot for the guy.

The cat that Eddie had only realized after its third visit to Casa de Munson was actually Steve’s cat has also been showing up more and more often. It shows up mostly when Eddie’s playing something, but what had started with a few occasional visits had turned into an every other day occurrence. It’s gotten to the point that Eddie doesn’t even know if Steve has noticed that his entire cat is missing. 

If it were anyone else, Eddie would just seize the cat up in his arms, march his happy ass into the hallway and pound on Steve’s door, demanding that he look after the fucker properly so it’s not on Eddie’s conscience if the poor thing plummets six stories to its death.

When he tells Chrissy about it during their now weekly meetup, she frowns at him.

They’re at Eddie’s place and the plan for the day had been to basically eat their weight in takeout and marathon Lord of the Rings, because she made the mistake of mentioning in Eddie’s earshot that she’d never seen the movies. Now though, she’s looking at his wall like she’s seriously considering going over there and interrupting Steve’s morning to tell him that his weirdo neighbor is worried for his mental health.

“Have you tried to reach out to him at all?” she asks, drawing her legs up onto the chair next to her as she continues to frown at the wall, chewing idly on her lip. “You said that you’ve at least heard him moving around, right? He’s not, y'know—” she pauses to lower her voice into a tentative, guilty sort of whisper, “—dead?”

Eddie shakes his head. On screen, Gandalf calls Pippin an idiot again. “Definitely not. I can still hear him, he’s just… quiet.” He zones out in the general direction of the screen for a solid thirty seconds, then turns to her properly. “It’s not weird that I’m worried about this, right? Like, I’m not overthinking things? Because you know me, chronic overthinker here. But I actually think that something might be wrong.”

Chrissy leans over and pats the back of his hand. Her fingers are still sticky from the strawberry-iced donut that she just finished, but Eddie doesn’t mind. “Listen to your gut then, Eddie. Maybe you just need to reach out.”

Eddie makes a face. “I don’t want to be weird though. Who drops in to do a wellness check on a neighbor that they haven’t even met? What am I gonna say?” He pitches his voice higher, makes it go squeaky and mocking as he simpers, “‘Sorry, man, I know that we haven’t been formally introduced yet, but I’m really starting to miss the Mamma Mia soundtrack being piped through my walls at all hours of the night.’”

Chrissy shrugs, popping one of Eddie’s donut holes into her mouth. “I mean, I would. But maybe I’m weird.”

[leotheponderer]

So...I've been tagged by @agirlandherquill who was tagged by @katwritesshit to participate in a tag game from @halfbakedspuds, so here goes!

Rules: Answer as many (or as few) of the questions about your WIP as you can.

1. What was the first part of your WIP that you created?

The Prologue, featuring Kato(Death, Psychopomp, Thanatos), Halcyon(Sleep, Hypnos) and Basile(World, Hades, Persephone) dubbed The Old World Trio because they're the only beings from the Old World who still exist in the New World. The first location I visualised was the Border, which is where souls go before being taken to the Underworld.

The Border.

2. If your story was a TV show, what would the intro song be?

[The Main Character by Will Wood] I love this song and it fits Kato's personality very well, especially during the Prologue. I can imagine Kato, Halcyon and Basile singing this together with Kato playing the Piano.

Abstract Kato playing the piano.

3. Who are your favourite character(s) and why?

My favourite has to be Kato, since they're the first character I ever created so I have lots of fond memories of going about developing their character. Halcyon came later as Kato's twin, and I grew to love their dynamic as siblings who then formed a found family with Basile. Halcyon would call Kato out on their bullshit and keep them in check while Basile is the reliable rock of the group.

Abstract Kato on the top and Abstract Halcyon on the bottom.

4. What other pieces of media could share a fan base with your WIP?

Some Rise of the TMNT fans may notice some similarities between Leo and Donnie's dynamic (the disaster twins) and Kato with Halcyon. I did base some of their personalities on the duo, Kato being Leo and Halcyon being Donnie, so that's not a surprise. There's also a found family dynamic (and FANTASY :D), so I think fans of Avatar: The Last Airbender and Ninjago could like the Prologue too!

5. What has been your biggest struggle while writing your WIP?

Coming up with names! I really struggled with naming everyone, especially Kato because I wanted the best for them and also because Thanatos and Death in general is hard to work with. I still do not have a name for my story, though I'm working on it. Plot and writing is also hard, so is visualising. (In summary, everything.)

My earliest digital drawing. Abstract Kato increasing their collection.

6. Are there any animals in your story?

Plenty! I have not touched the main world yet, but I do know the New World is teeming with life. The Underworld and the Border on the other hand, have its very own bioluminescent inhabitants like the Glow Fishes, the massive Blue Dragon and the Soul Butterflies. Now that I think about it, the Underworld really resembles the spirit world from Avatar.

Some animal concepts.

7. How do your characters get around?

Probably on foot, though I have though about using their powers, like shadow travel from Nico di Angelo. Some of them have physical wings like Volaria and Felix (bird people), while others like Kato and Halcyon in the Prologue have more spiritual ones. Maybe they have animal companions, summons or just teleport through plantlife (Basile).

Abstract Felix flying in a marathon.

8. What part of your WIP are you working on right now?

I'm mostly working on the Prologue, with small bits of the First Interlude and the Main Story. I haven't started on the Epilogue yet, only the things I want to see happen like Halcyon and Basile going on a journey together.

9. What aspects of your WIP do you think will draw people in?

Realistically speaking, art tends to get the most attention on Tumblr. In order to do that I'll need to work harder on drawing to show my story through visuals, and not just words. I'll have to doodle my way into people's hearts!

A place in the Old World.

Whew, that was a long one. I don't really know many people who have WIP stories since I'm pretty new to Tumblr, so I hope they don't mind me tagging them: @hansenesque @drawnecromancy @the-arcade-doctor @devgel7889

Anyone who wants to play this game can join in on the fun too!

Note: There are nine questions in total, listed here.

1. What was the first part of your WIP that you created?

2. If your story was a TV show, what would the intro song be?

3. Who are your favourite character(s) and why?

4. What other pieces of media could share a fan base with your WIP?

5. What has been your biggest struggle while writing your WIP?

6. Are there any animals in your story?

7. How do your characters get around?

8. What part of your WIP are you working on right now?

9. What aspects of your WIP do you think will draw people in?

[cherryao3nova]

God!Frank, An AU of Frank from SAMS on YT. He was created during the time i was thinking about who Frank could actually be and then I got hit by my Fic: View From the Other Side (of the Void). The Frank in my story is introduced in chapter 2.

He is now on my ArtFight as a charater to draw!

Name: one that can not be spoken by mortal toungue. Nickname: Frank / Forkface Age: Unknown, was formed with the first sentient robot. Powers: portals between the living and dead world, granting animatronics to go back, even turing them into ghosts. Can make rooms darker, teleportation and telekinisis. Has Magic. Its purple.

Frank is a Higher Being, an Eldrich Horror, a Cryptid God of Animatronic Death. A relativly new God of the Underworld, but one that holds power- for the animatronics that gain sentiance must go somewhere after death.

He lives in the void between life and death and greets every animatronic personally. He has an unsertting aura of power, one that cuses fear in others. His voice is also unsettling when spoken out loud, so he sticks to speaking though peoples minds.

Frank enjoys chaos and deals and hes a little shit to those who deserve it.

((Below is a bit from chapter two of My AO3 story: View From the Other Side (of the Void) - Afterlife AU.))

There was movement once again in the corner of his eye causing Eclipse to spin around so fast that he almost lost his balance, eager to catch what it was this time.

He almost lost his temper when at first he didn’t see anything, the figure blended well with the surrounding blackness- only for the figure he had been searching for to appear a few feet away, like the opacity was gradually turning up.

What was even more horrifying was that the face the figure had, was so familiar. Before him stood what looked like… Moon, two times taller than he was and even without all of that, Eclipse instantly could tell that this, this was not his the Moon he knew.

The creature's forehead, nose and chin stuck outwards like a fork, with a multitude of small rays surrounding its face, sharp claws for hands and dead eyes that looked into the very depth of his soul. A horrifying image and one that would give even the real his Moon Nightmares. It? They? The Being just stood there, staring at him, breathing disturbingly heavily, not saying anything.

“Hello?” Eclipse called out, the annoyance already starting to win over the fear and disturbingly unsettling feeling. 

Still they said nothing, just breathed. “Well? Are you going to just stand there? Say something? Can you even talk?” Silence. “You know, It’s rude to not introduce yourself!” He huffs out.

Suddenly a sharp screeching sound was heard, something like an old demon who’s also asthmatic, having run a marathon and needed to desperately breathe in an inhaler. 

Eclipse flinches back a little with a shudder running down his spine, his instincts screaming at him to RUN, putting him on edge, tensing as he becomes guarded. What even was this- this thing ?!

“What the heck-?!” But he can’t get out more than that as the creature starts to talk. “T-taaalk? I. Can. t-taaalk.” It huffs out brokenly, as if sucking in air at the same time as it talked, as if it hurt to talk the ‘proper’ way.  The tone was mocking him. 

‘And yet I prefer to talk, like this’ It seemed to be the same voice, echoing around him and through every single atom of his now digital body. It eerily sounded similar to Moon, yet was more, airy, a cross between a hiss and something otherworldly. An Eldritch Horror. 

His instincts, once again SCREAMED at him to get away, and had he been human, it would have made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. He hated how it felt, how it made him want to hide away from the raw power that reverbed around him, making him grit his teeth, wishing the other being never spoke again. 

He wasn’t sure why he had not noticed before, as if the being before him was hiding from him, but it wasn't till now that Eclipse could feel the RAW power flowing from the creature, cause if him to instinctively take a step back, making the fork faced moon huff out a laugh, as if he enjoyed the fact he put the other animatronic on edge.

‘Scared? As you rightfully should be. And yet, you are fortunate. You, have yet to do something to upset me, and you should continue to do so.’ 

There was a grin in the echoing voice, as if knowing that he made his instincts churn and loving every cringe that came from him.

“What-? Who-? Who the heck are you? WHAT are you?!” Eclipse spat out, needing answers despite knowing this would prolong the unsettling conversation.

‘I am the Guardian of this area, that is all you need to know. I have no name, not one that can be said by mortal tongue, so you may call me as you wish, yet some have given… willgive me the name… Frank.’ “Frank?! That’s such a stupidly plain name.”

‘Your opinion to me, matters not, yet you are now a dweller of this realm. You are but the first of a few that will be residing here, others will join you at some point in time.’ “Others?! What? Who! And where the heck am I? Last thing I remember is that I was about to die!” Eclipse snapped out, hating the very thought that he was under this higher being's mercy. ‘Yes you are correct. This place is beyond life. You have passed on beyond the veil. Your journey came to an end. But no, this is not what humans call heaven nor is it hell. For in reality, you are not a mortal, but an animatronic, for if you are not damaged or erased, you would live for a long period. This is a place specifically for your kind, created by myself.’ The bastard was talking in circles! Growling Eclipse glared at- at Frank. “Okay, great, so I died, whoopty do, Sun succeeded and now I’m in, what, an animatronic limbo place? Fantastic. Does that mean there are others here, right now?”

‘Others there may be, but you will not ever come across those who are here, only those who I allow you to interact with, will ever cross your path.’ “Wait, so I’m your prisoner now or something? Am I meant to stay here in the pitch black for the rest of eternity?!” The lava coloured animatronic snaps.

Frank snickers at him, making Eclipse even more upset. ‘Pitch Black? All I see is white.’ The Eldritch Horror grins, showing off even more of its sharp teeth, before lifting a hand. There was a sound, as if someone snapped their fingers, and then his surroundings shifted. It was like he opened his eyes after a long nap, or the lights suddenly switched on and you had to blink to regulate the brightness and the black melted away to a soft creamy white.

Before him, was what seemed to be a canvas screen strung up together with star fairy lights, a projector sat on a small table across from it. A star patterned carpet sat under a few beanbags before the screen, a coffee table parked on the carpet in front of the beanbags and a second table with snacks stood near to the one with the projector, as if ready for an outdoor movie party with friends… 

‘This is where you shall stay now. This is your afterlife. You may do as you wish, ask for what you want; book hobbies or movies. But I must warn you, the default on the projector will always be the life of your family, those who you left behind.’ Eclipse snarls at that. “They are NOT my family.”

‘Perhaps not, but that is what you strived for. I can see your innermost wants, thoughts and desires. You WANTED to have a family, It's why you kept updating lunar, you were afraid to lose your brother. You had even planned to let Sun and Moon out once you had completed your goal. So I am more than sure you will be glad to keep up with what they are doing. For there are things to come and others to join you here. I doubt you would want to be caught unawares.’

The higher being, the Eldritchgod?, Frank, said cryptically.

“Yeah whatever. As if you could succeed to keep me prisoner here. If you can see all of that, then you know exactly what I can do. Just you watch.” Eclipse huffs out and walks towards the beanbags, happy to see that there were at least some things to do other than watching that shit. There has got to be a way to get out of here.

'We shall see.’ Frank smirks as they walk away. This was going to be quite entertaining.

My AO3 story: View From the Other Side (of the Void) - Afterlife AU.

[delightful-hatter]

PSA Announcement

Hi, hello, morning, afternoon, evening. I'm sure some of you know who I am for those who went on a long journey with me.

Some of you may know that I was once known to be as octavia_or_pama, galaxus_prime, and even mama_octi to this point. I had so many names since I was very new to the whole social media output and I was trying to see what will fit me the most at the time.

Starting off, sorry for being on hiatus for a long while through this year. As I have a great job that earns me good money and what not. Unfortunately my parents are divorced due to lack of communication and the spark of love between them died down. As this happened, this made me think for a long time about why things go up and down. And, despite the hardship of what I have been through, I wish to try and reconnect with others that I met through the journey here on Tumblr.

First of all, I know that some of you won't accept my words, but I wish to apologize for all the trouble that has happened within the TTTE fandom. I made some good choices while I also have made wrong choices as well. In the beginning, I started out as a simple teen who thought tracing was okay for a while because I wanted to be good as well. Until one person, who is now a very good friend of mine today, stopped me and helped me through that tracing was not okay and that there are better ways to be more good in my own way. without them, I wouldn't be here today and have my own art style I call my own without as I had help practice more and more to where I can be able to draw without struggles. During that timeline, I also made more friends than I ever thought here as I walked alone and gained some really awesome people.

We all had bumps and turns that caused a few wrong choices to happen, but eventually things turned out okay as we stopped and figured out what to do to get back to making good choices.

A couple years ago, I left the TTTE fandom for the sake of my mental health and my friends safety as it was an eye opener that social media not only has good people, but nasty ones behind the mask and I needed a break from all of that. It also gave me time to think about the choices I have made, whether it was right or wrong, and see what I can do to make myself better for the good choices I can make in real life.

The past can hold painful memories, yet it also teaches us a valuable lesson on what you can do to make the next day better for yourself and the people around you. History has a way to repeat itself, but now you know what to do to make the right choice to be able to choose the right choice instead of the wrong choices that you made.

My brother and I watched a whole marathon of Thomas and friends, and it made me remember the good times I have with the friends I made in the fandom, and i want to reconnect and make a new chapter where we can get back together again and make new memories that feel good in our hearts and souls.

While I still have my job and what not, whenever I have a chance on my day off, I want to make some TTTE content here and there to get back into the groove and connect with the people I met again and see how this will end off to. The future is always a mystery to all of us, but I believe that meeting old and new friends is a start to finding out what the future is, not just for me, but for all of us as well.

Please let me know what you think and what are your thoughts and opinions of this, as to where this would lead off to.

[the-great-elwisty]

Meme

Life isn't giving me time for lots of fun things right now, unless you think CSS is the Best. (Well...maybe a little bit.) But saw this meme on Dreamwidth, where the cool people of 2005 still linger (and are still cool). Join in if you like the look of it!

Pick one of your canons and let us know which characters would be the best at the following tasks!

My canon: NWN2

1. Shadowing/stalking a complete stranger without getting spotted:

At first I thought of Bishop, but then I reckoned that he'd probably quite like to have his human quarry with an inkling that they're being followed, or at least pins-and-needles down the spine.

'Like one who on a lonesome road doth walk in fear and dread And having once turned round walks on and turns no more his head Because he knows a frightful fiend doth close behind him tread.'

And Neeshka is so vibrant. Sure, she could shadow you if she wanted to, but there's also a fair chance she wants to tell you about all the stuff she's going to steal.

So, Elanee, I guess? She does successfully shadow the protagonist at the start of the game.

2. Capturing and tagging rare birds:

Elanee again, dammit. Or any of the druid characters. Bishop could be good at it, but would he? Hmmm.

3. Participating in a swimming marathon:

Everyone of the main crew is landlubber as far as I recall. Neeshka is the only one who doesn't get seasick during the short boat-ride from Highcliff to Neverwinter.

So maybe insignificant NPC Captain Flinn will take part if appropriately recompensed? Or Slaan. Lizardmen are good swimmers.

And Harbourmen enjoy physical competitions (evidence: Harvest Fair). So I guess any random character from West Harbour could be persuaded into a swimming marathon especially if it would result in the complete humiliation of the Mossfeld brothers and/or Lorne Starling.

4. Lead the defence of a besieged medieval city:

The Knight Captain. Who has had practice. (If you play them as siding with Araman in MotB, then they've had *a lot* of practice).

5. Writing and drawing a comic that makes people laugh:

Grobnar, though they may not laugh for the reasons he expects. It may be from bewilderment as they discover his woodblock print series '2511 views of a sword golem from near and far' (now highly collectible).

[riko66]

SOS 2

The connection? She suddenly liked two photos of Denis for no reason and eventually you could see him depicting some things on Instagram. For example, when I was wandering around the Dutzendteich in Nuremberg, he drew a big P with wings. That's an abstract possibillity to draw, what you see on Google Maps, when you look at the Dutzendteich. He also had a story with police officers in it when I had the story with the crypto scammers. At the time I thought he had been hacked too, but he seemed to only report what had happened. (Don't forget, someone hacked my smartphone, I had no idea at the time.)

Back: Irina behaved more and more strangely. She announced several times that she would set off on a journey to me. But she never came here. She never said anything. She never wrote anything.

Finally, I gave her an ultimatum. I told her that I had to convince myself that she existed and that she was not a ghost. Because the chat also became stranger, as it became obvious that a bot sometimes wrote the texts. In the videos she often looked different, as if there were three different versions of her - at least. She suddenly got a tattoo.

They intercept data during synchronization between the Google Photos app and the cloud.

Input (from my smartphone):

Output in the channel: The decimal numbers indicate that this was generated by the AI.

The bot spoke to me that day - a special day for me - and somehow everyone else did too. Should I have suspected something back then?

The ultimatum worked. I think she sold me to data collectors or some APT group, I don't know. I became a place where they could do their workouts. Design workout? In particular, I'm referring to Denis Yudin. Denis Yudin, who also worked at Yandex.

It was designed like a course. One that you would expect from Marianna's DesignHotel. Or maybe it was a money-making module? A Daria Sergeevna Alekseyonok was put forward. (Known from the pictures of the OHD)

Basically, I revealed everything about myself there. Family, pictures of interiors and exteriors. It was supposedly about getting to know each other better. But basically they were hackers too. They probably don't know that it is forbidden to own hacking tools in Germany and that we are clueless in this regard and would never expect something like that.

At the end, some unknown people said it was a project and had nothing to do with Irina and that the phone number was dead. I was supposed to leave my address details as a thank you for participating and someone gave me the number of the package. Of course, I thought the number was something special. A Thurgau stock fund number with cryptocurrency was  found. Before that, I was also ripped off by crypto scammers. I have two different phone numbers and one of them was only known to the people from the Marathon project and the scammers used it.

Because during the marathon it was obvious that there was more to it than just occupational therapy. Steganography, cryptography, I don't know. It was about hidden messages, I was just too stupid to find anything, or there was actually nothing to find.

So I traveled to Konstanz and had the impression that I had actually met her there, but only from behind. I think she stuck something on the trash can for me, because I was able to find the same text later on her Pinterest board. Later, when I was at the bank, someone drove past me and honked at me. Unfortunately they were going too fast. That was it, I don't know where she is.

In the summer they pretended that she was traveling around Europe. They gave me breadcrumb clues so that I would follow them. They basically looked over my shoulder. They're starting again now, by the way. Apparently she's in Austria now.

I was a playground for manipulators, whether artificial or real, I don't know.

And not only that, also for hackers. They always found new ways to observe me. First they found a telescope at the neighbors' house. They had been taking advantage of the fact that I have smart lights on the ceiling for a while. Finally, they somehow managed to tap into devices that measure the fluctuations of the television tower transmitter in Nuremberg, under which I practically live. When an object moves through a field, it generates a magnetic field itself. Which (the interferences) they somehow read here and combine with AI, with hacked smartphones from the neighbors, with my smartphone. They can understand very precisely what I do. Ask Anna how they do it. She must have read one of my many long trains of thought and picked up the idea and made it much, much better. I think she likes my ideas. I'll describe who Anna is, later. She often imitated me and even explained that Nuremberg stands on sandstone and therefore the magnetic field is closed. I didn't know that.

[dzpenumbra]

5/29/23

I'm gonna level here. I'm not having a good day.

I was woken up again, the fucking upstairs neighbor's boyfriend pacing back and forth right above my bed at like 10 AM for close to an hour. I had my headphones ready and popped them in, but even with the noise cancelling and binaural beat thing going I couldn't fall asleep for a while. But I did eventually fall asleep. I don't know how the fuck people can fall asleep on trains or shit like that. My ex used to fall asleep during horror movies, I just... I'd have to run a fucking marathon first to even come close. But yeah, I did get back to sleep and woke up later, but I guess the damage was done.

I still haven't done yoga. My yoga has kinda shifted to being a late night thing now, squeezing it in before the night is over.

Being honest, I think watching RP is fucking me up. I think I'm sitting in front of a screen all day, for hours and hours and hours, and it's not doing good things for me. It really feels like an addiction. And I try to get work done while I'm doing it, that's my justification, and the justification works. I do get shit done, and I can multitask. But... I don't know. It just... there's part of it that just doesn't feel healthy.

It feels like... and I've felt this for a while... it feels like it's simulating social contact. Social interaction. And it feels like I'm a starving person just eating nothing but candy. I don't know. It feels like it's not good for me. It's all comedy, or drama. It's not real. And I can watch with the thousands of others and chat with them, and crack jokes and shit... but the chances of that turning into an actual connection... an actual community... from my experience? Not great.

I mean, for fuck's sake, the last Discord group I joined... the one from the RP streamer... there was a dude in there with a bonfire as his icon and he was talking about guns and how he welcomes WWIII and shit and how America is the most amazing and powerful country in existence and fuck every other country in the world. And I cracked one joke about how... our economy is pretty shit right now... and the dude legit got offended and tried to rouse up a fucking mob. And the others luckily were a bit distracted, but like... a bit later someone else did something similar to what I did and... I shit you not, the direct quote from a regular in that group was "we mob mentality up in here." Like... a point of pride. It turned me right the hell off, I left the group immediately.

So yeah, I don't know. I'm just feeling depressed today. I didn't really do much work on the skull today. I tried a little sketching on the maxilla and... it just wasn't really flowing. I did finish the abstract ink drawing I started the other day, and it took me several hours, and I should feel proud of that and feel a sense of accomplishment... but it's just not really there today. I kinda just felt a bit feverish and clammy and zoned out today.

It's late already, so I'm just going to go straight for the tarot and call today a bit of a wash.

Okay, you know what, I might as well engage with this. I feel like I should be doing more. And I don't even know what it is. I feel like I should be going out, but I have nothing to do out there. Not having a car anymore makes me feel really isolated. And the shared car thing is just expensive enough that I don't feel comfortable renting it just to get out of the house. And yes, I'm saving money. But this is the price I'm paying. And I keep hearing sirens like... constantly. I keep seeing articles on the local subreddit about violent crimes. The incentive to just impulse go out in the city alone is really... it's just not there. Like... a thing a past therapist taught me (which is really simple but super helpful in practice) when dealing with tough but important decisions is to just get a piece of paper and write down the pros and cons. And here... I mean... it legit feels like the cons outweigh the pros. It honestly feels like... "yeah, I might as well just stay in and work on one of my projects." Because I'd have to invent something outside of my house to do. And it just feels like the risk isn't worth the effort.

Maybe that's my anxiety. Maybe that's my survival instincts being primed. Maybe that's my depression. Maybe it's true. I don't know anymore. But on days like this, that narrative is very loud. And I long for the days when I could just get in my car and drive to the river and walk barefoot along the river shores and search for cool stones. Or just go explore in the woods. Idk, that's just where I'm at today.

Okay, tarot time. Fuck it, then I really gotta go to bed.

First Position - Past - Page of Swords (Childlike awe and wonder, epiphany. Encountering wisdom but unable to process it.  Keen intellect, strong will, but lacks context and experience.) Second Position - Present - Nine of Wands, inverted (Defense, guarding yourself. Suspicion, self-protection.  Need rest and recovery.) Third Position - Future - Knight of Wands, inverted (Creative potential, vivacious, not afraid of a challenge, he is naturally disarming and uses it to his advantage.  Passionate, complete dedication to anything enrapturing.  When in extreme, he can be a daredevil; reckless and potentially dangerous.)

I've gotten all three of these cards before - quite a few times, actually. Nine of Wands is a card I see a lot. Okay, so... my understanding of face cards is that they represent different phases of the development and manifestation of that specific element. So... Page is the apprentice, eager but not very experienced. And Swords is intelligence, brain-power, cognitive stuff; the Air element, I guess. So... this thread is originating from times of eagerness and excitement to engage with my inspiration, and not really having the tools to manifest it. This led to... the Wounded Soldier again... but this time, inverted. This time, the Wounded Soldier isn't about rest and recovery... it's about being stuck. What this thread leads to in the Future... is the Knight of Wands. Knights take a more active role in engaging with their element, but still lack the experience and grace of a Queen or King. And Wands is the suit of creativity and manifestation, the element of Fire. But while fire can be a transformative force of good, it's also very difficult to master and can be very destructive. And this Knight... is inverted. And... that ain't good. I could see the Knight of Wands in dysfunction being... self-destructive, reckless, possibly even sociopathic or manipulative. Like... I don't know... I get like A New Hope Han Solo kinda vibes, like he could just cut and run and rat everyone out at any second. I don't know if that's a good analogy, but yeah. Like... scoundrel or rogue vibes, and not necessarily happy ending ones.

So... I had lots of ambitious and excited ideas but lacked the tools, knowledge or resources to manifest them... and it led to being stuck in a cycle of suffering... and if I can't break that suffering... my passion, dedication, drive and creative potential can potentially... turn on me... How, exactly? I don't know. But it does make sense to me. Maybe this is a lesson in humility? Maybe it's a lesson in... letting myself recover? That's what I'm getting from this, at least. Not a bad takeaway, especially on a low-self-esteem day. Allow yourself to recover, or else you kinda risk just inviting more problems.

On a more positive note, I saw an Instagram video this morning of someone woodburning and it really inspired me, I might look into starting that. It's not far off from what I'm doing with the skull, and wood is much easier to source than bone. I mean, wood is kinda like tree bones, if you think about it... That also would give me a quest to get the fuck out of the apartment, which would be good. But for now, bed time.

[darkredsblog]

Spending Christmas with skz

Pairing: ot8 x reader

Genre: fluff

Note: since it's Christmas i'm writing this... Have a ice christmas!!

Chan

He would still work on his songs but will still give some time and attention to you

You accompany him and cuddling while he's busy

"Baby, are you cold? Do you need me to warm you up?" He ask.

Decorating Christmas tree together is a must

Going for gift shopping dates

He would hug you and wont let go since it's really cold especially if he sees you shivering.

He would make you some hot chocolate while you were fully covered in blanket

"Baby! Do you want some hot chocolate?" He asked, handing the mug filled with hot chocolate.

Lee know

You would spend time cooking together for Christmas dinner or some sort

Going for grocery shopping do your cooking.

Honestly, i think spending Christmas with him is the same as any other day

But i think he would give you a gift without you knowing.

Like suddenly he would give you something and said something like "here, Christmas present."

"But it's not Christmas yet?" You replied.

"So what? If you don't want it just trow it out." He said. He honestly just wants to be the first to give you the gift.

Changbin

Don't even think about quiet days with him lol

Especially during a special day like this he would probably jumping around like a kid, wanting to spend time with you.

He would drag you to do fun things such as going on a date, playing in the snow or even Christmas shopping.

Basically he would cling to you the whole winter since it's cold.

"Changbin, can you let me go for a while? I need to fix my pants."

"NO! IT'S COLD. DON'T LET ME GO!" He would yell in your ears.

You probably would go deaf by the end of the year.

Hyunjin

Obviously, he would take you to go shopping especially for clothes and gift.

Joking around, asking you to buy a weird ass things that you need to scold him for him to be serious.

Same as Lee know, i could see you two spend time cooking together.

He would draw you playing in the snow while you watch him drawing

Taking for a walk at night to watch the snow.

Taking a bunch of photos of you playing in the snow.

"Why are you taking photos of me? Shouldn't you be taking photo of the view?" You ask.

"You're my best view." He would say and sing 'i like the view right now' while snapping a photo of your flustered face.

Han

Won't leave his bed 😭 this man be like "yeah, hibernating time 😆🤘"

You both will be sleeping all day. He would only wake up for movie marathon with you.

Cuddling is a must

I could see him slipping his hand under your shirt with some cliche excuse.

"My hands are cold. Your tummy is so warm."

He would just fall asleep while you were talking

Playing with snow, especially snowball fight

I don't think he would go for a date with youor even do anything, but i think he would if you drag him along

He would sing and make you a song playlist for christmas

Felix

Time for cuddling and deep talk session.

Baking cookies together, messing your kitchen with flour all over the table and floor.

He would smear flour or whipped cream on your face and you would do the same to him and the war started.

Playing with the snow is a must. He loves seeing you having fun.

Making snowman and igloo together just to see your beautiful smile.

Would sing you a Christmas song on your request cuz he loves you and he knows you like his voice.

Would cuddle you so tight and won't let go.

"Lix, my arms hurt. Let me just rest my arm for a bit."

He also would ask you to play games with him.

Seungmin

He would give a lot of meaningful gift

Would sing to you while you were wrapped in a blanket.

Cook and doing chores for you instead and let you rest for the rest of the day.

Would take you out for a walk, taking picture of you every time you smile, thinking it's when you're the prettiest.

Would ditch the other members when they ask to hang out together just to spend time with you.

Would take your coat, so that you would cling to him for some heat.

"Why are you taking my coat? It's cold. Can you give it back?" You annoyedly ask.

"Okay, okay. I just want you to cling to me." He finally give back you coat, feeling bad.

"Min, you know you can just ask. No need for this shitty prank." You roll your eyes.

I.N

Pretty much just like other days tbh

But, he would help you cook and doing chores even though he won't be that much of a help but he's still useful.

Would ask you to play games with him.

He would decorate the tree full of your photos as a joke, and upon seeing it you face palm yourself.

"What are you doing, babe?" You ask.

"Decorating the tree? Why?" He replied.

"Really? Isn't that too much photos? You want Santa to fall in love with me?" You ask again.

He would immediately put down a few photos and only keep a few on the tree while chuckling.

He would give you a gift that reminds you that you're his and he's yours. Like a couple ring or matching watch.

[fellulahh]

Random relationship headcanons (all characters!) - F!MC

I’ve done HCs like these before but not for all of the characters - I thought I’d do an updated version with everybody☺️

Lucifer:

Lucifer effectively never refers to MC by her name ever again, he either calls her ‘my love’ or ‘my dear’

He sets Friday nights aside to take MC out for dinner no matter how much paperwork he has left at the end of the week

Lucifer always unconsciously makes MC a cup of coffee in the morning when he’s getting his

He’s not the sort to hold MC’s hand while at RAD, but when they walk together he does subtly place his hand on her lower back

Often their more intimate moments involve laying in front of the fireplace together, sipping glasses of wine as they discuss and joke over their day

Lucifer helps MC with her every goal and when she succeeds, he is always the first to congratulate her. After all, having MC as his partner is what he is most proud of

If he catches MC sassing one of the brothers, he’ll smirk and boast “That’s my girl.”

Sometimes if he’s feeling stressed, he’ll ask MC if she’ll keep him company by sitting in his lap while he works

Mammon:

He’s an absolute sucker for MC calling him ‘babe’ and tells her off if she refers to him as anything else

Mammon’s 100% the little spoon (but don’t you dare ever tell anybody else that)

Expect random booty slaps throughout the day whenever Mammon is near

He loves showing off MC - if they’re at RAD together, he’ll always have his arm around her; nonchalantly planting kisses on her head every now and again when they’re talking to someone

Mammon tells his brothers off if he thinks they’re spending too much time with his human

“What are you doin’ over there?! Come give me some sugar!” He pouts at least 20 times a day

Mammon never grows tired of seeing MC’s body. Every time she undresses for bed, he gawps at her - practically drooling - just like it’s the first time he’s ever seen her

He often randomly buys MC cards and will write little notes inside with his scrawny handwriting simply stating how much he loves and appreciates her (he’s very soft when it comes to MC)

Levi:

If MC is doing something that Levi deems as ‘adorable’, he will immediately pull out his D.D.D and photograph/film her so if he’s ever feeling down he can go through his album and just gaze at her in awe

When he’s talking to Henry 2.0, he refers to MC as the fish’s ‘mum’ and him as ‘dad’ (but don’t tell MC that he ever said that)

He loves to show off that MC is his girlfriend whenever he’s gaming. If he gets insulted over his headset, he’ll reply with ‘yeah? Well I have a girlfriend who’s super hot! Beat that!’

Movie marathons are a must

Levi loves taking MC to the beach and having her straddle him while he wades through the sea (a bit like Baloo and Mowgli)

When he’s gaming, Levi lets MC style his hair. Considering how long it is, the human is very intrigued by what it’d look like pushed back

He gets incredibly excited if MC gets dressed up for something and practically implodes: “that’s my girlfriend!!”

Satan:

Satan is 100% husband material. MC needs help studying? He’s there. MC needs help with cooking dinner? He’s there. MC is feeling stressed and wants a massage? He’s already offered before she can ask.

He’s quite a tease too and will wait until the worst time to show this side of him. MC and Satan could be at the palace having a really formal dinner when he will start whispering in MC’s ear, telling her all of things he’d love to do to her later that evening

MC’s name is now ‘darling’

Satan’s favourite part of the day is when he and MC are sat in bed each night, both reading a book

He loves to hold MC in his arms with her head on his chest whenever they fall asleep

He always makes the bed while MC’s in the bathroom so she doesn’t have to

When he’s on dinner duty, Satan purposefully cooks his and MC’s dinner first so that they can have it alone with a candle lit

Asmo:

Refers to MC as ‘sweetie’

He’s always surprising MC with little gifts - if he’s out shopping and sees something he thinks she’d like he immediately buys it

He helps relieve MC of any stress - if he senses she’s had a bad day he’ll pull out the nail varnish and give her a full on pamper while she moans about whatever is bothering her

His Devilgram is full of candid photos of MC

You can bet he’s super affectionate toward MC - there will never be a day that goes past where she doesnt wake up with a kiss from him

They’re the fiercest couple at RAD - they’re effectively the Devildom equivalent to Posh and Becks

They also go on really cute dates, whether it be little mini breaks, a simple coffee date at a nearby cafe, a day at the beach or beauty salon etc

Beel:

Movie nights with everybody always consist of MC falling asleep in Beel’s lap and then him carrying her up to bed

He’s always calling MC ‘cute’ no matter what she’s doing. She could be having a full on go at him for eating her dinner and he’d just smile at her while thinking ‘could she be anymore adorable?’

Lots and lots of piggy backs

Beel loves hugging MC, he always does that thing where he wraps his jacket around her so he trap the human with his love

Always invites MC to his sports game and whenever she goes, he manages to perform that little bit better to usual

He always offers MC his jacket if she ever gets cold

Everyone dubs them the ‘cutest couple at RAD’ because they’re always holding hands and have the biggest smiles on their faces whenever they’re together

Often they spend their evenings in the kitchen cooking/baking which results in a food fight and eventually sex on the kitchen counter

MC always wears Beel’s top to bed and it makes him so happy to see her in it

Belphie:

He gives MC all of the comfy pillows in their bed - after all he doesn’t need them anymore because his favourite thing to fall asleep on is his human

He’s always coming to MC’s defence. If a lesser demon ever does so much as scowl at her, he immediately puts himself between the two. Nobody is ever going to hurt his human

Belphie wants to learn everything about MC including the things she likes. And if that means he has to sit through hours and hours of a TV show to do that then he’ll commit to it!

He’s always genuinely interested in how MC’s day went and whenever they reunite at the house, he always asks how she is and will listen for however long to what she has to say

He hides food in the fridge for MC “I bought this cake earlier and have hidden it from Beel so that you could have the first slice”

Belphie always wants cuddles from MC - he has to have his head on her chest

He’s also not ashamed of how much he likes to snuggle his human, even if his brothers do tease him for it

Diavolo:

Diavolo is always going above and beyond for MC and acts like she’s already his Queen

He loves taking her on little walks around the castle grounds; telling her all about his ancestors

If Diavolo has to get up early for whatever reason and leave the palace, he’ll always leave a single rose on the bedside table next to MC so she doesn’t wake up feeling forgotten about

He puts MC before his duty - if any nobles ever dare speak ill of his relationship, he immediately dismisses them from their role

Always compliments MC, expressing how ‘positively radiant’ she looks with a huge grin on his face

He loves making MC wear his crown and sit on his throne, in fact he finds it quite the turn on seeing her in a position of power (that’s not the only position he likes seeing her in)

His favourite part of the day is when he gets to return home and see MC in her element doing whatever (studying, drawing etc) looking like the absolute beauty she is

Diavolo always accidentally lets it slip that he wants to have a future with MC - they’d just be talking about something random and then he’d come out with “well I like to think that when our children grow up...” before quickly blushing, realising what he’d said

Barbatos:

He invites MC to the castle a lot to keep him company when he’s serving Diavolo

He’s always surprising MC and leaving her feeling flustered - he could have a completely serious look on his face while he’s doing something for Diavolo but will then turn and whisper to MC “perhaps when I finish this paperwork, I can do you on this desk too” before walking away

Barbatos is always showing off to MC by taking her to different realms and dimensions. Having dinner at a fancy restaurant is too mainstream for him - you want to see France during the Renaissance? Sure, he’ll take you there!

He takes good care of MC and will often sense something is off with her before she even knows. This demon has a different tea for everything

Barbatos loves cooking all of these elaborate dishes only for MC to try and you can bet he’s already memorised all of her favourite meals from the human realm and has perfected them

In fact, some of the very rare moments where he grins is when he and MC are baking together

Even if he’s the one who’s had an incredibly long day, he’ll still run a relaxing bath for MC with candles and salts

Simeon:

Even if MC wakes up and looks like she’s been dragged through a bush backwards, Simeon never fails to compliment her surreal beauty

He calls MC ‘sweetheart’ all the time

Simeon always gets up early so that he can make MC breakfast in bed as it’s the most important meal of the day!

They always bath together

He and MC often go for walks in the park and will bring Luke along if he’s feeling lonely and wants to spend time with his parents

Simeon is incredibly intimate and passionate in their relationship. There’s no such thing as a ‘casual’ kiss with this angel - he never fails to caress MC’s cheek and gaze into her eyes before laying one on her

He always offers to carry MC’s bags while they’re walking through RAD and will effectively treat her like a goddess - opening every door for her, pulling out her chair etc

Simeon’s always gushing to Lucifer about his relationship with MC

Solomon:

MC and Solomon are such a chaotic couple

To show his love for her, he will quote vines (*insert ‘I love you bitch, I ain’t ever gonna stop loving you, bitch’ vine here*)

He is not afraid to show off his love for MC. She could be walking through the corridor at RAD and when he spots her, Solomon will shout ‘DAYUM MY GIRL IS FINE’

Solomon is always making MC laugh. He’s not one for being traditional when it comes to compliments - he’d definitely hit her up with “I would drag my balls through lava just to hear you fart down a walkie talkie”

He’s quite a show off too - the demons are all jealous that MC loves him and not them so he always gushes about his human

If he ever takes an unflattering photo of MC, he immediately turns her into a meme much to his amusement

Although he jokes a lot and isn’t always serious, when they’re alone together, Solomon is incredibly loving and would easily be happy to just sit there and stare at MC in silence for ten minutes so that he can take a moment to appreciate how lucky he is

[marianarira]

How Art Challenges Made Me a Better Artist

(Watch the YouTube video!)

There are tons of different art challenges; I think there's a popular challenge every month—Inktober, plain airpril, creatuanuary, huevember, mermay, to name a few. Usually, influencer artists start a challenge with a hashtag. And it spreads throughout the community.

Participating in art challenges has become almost a norm, especially in recent years. And there are benefits in doing so: 

You become part of the artists' community. 

If your work is good enough, you can have exposure and grow your audience. 

You can experiment and try new things.

And last but not least, you have fun. 

They are also supposed to encourage people to draw every day and become better artists by improving their skills. (I'm not sure about this one, but I'll get back to it later.)

On the opposite side, I've seen artists, even professional ones, resist participating in these hashtag art challenges. So let's look at the disadvantages: 

There's pressure to draw every day, and if you skip one, then there's a feeling of failure.

There's also a direct comparison with amazing artists, and for some of us, that can be discouraging. 

Another negative I've seen recently is the obsession with getting followers and growing an audience. Of course, I understand the interest in that; we all want an audience. Still, I've seen artists, beginners especially, focusing on the followers more than on their drawing skills.

I think the most significant disadvantage, and this is something that happens to me, so I know this by experience. Is that, I would prepare myself to draw daily for one month. I would accomplish the 30 or 31 drawings and be happy with my results, but then, when the challenge was over, I wouldn't draw. Instead of being constant with my practice and growth, I would grind during that particular month and never grind the same for the rest of the year. I was treating drawing as a sprint when it's a marathon.

Looking at the "improving your skills" benefit and the disadvantages. I think there are better ways to improve and be a better artist. Don't get me wrong, the act alone of drawing every day will make you progress. It's just that I don't think these particular challenges are very beginner-friendly. 

Introduciiiiing the "Make Your Own Personal Challenge"... Challenge!

Anybody can create their own challenge, and you can choose to share or not your results on social media. You don't need to be a professional artist, you don't need to be popular, and your challenge can be whatever you want. For example, look at this Haikyuu themed challenge. So just like you can make a challenge to satisfy your love for an IP and draw fan-arts during a month. You can also make a personal challenge to focus on improving what you want and need. 

That's what I did on my Drawing Leveling Up challenge. I don't intend for other artists to follow it. It doesn't have a theme; it's not a hashtag with prompts. When I started it, I had no idea where it was going. If you see the videos, you'll notice that I change my mind from one day to the next. I just wanted to improve my anatomy drawing, and I wanted to do it as fast as possible. Committing to a challenge was the best way I found to force myself to study daily.

I want to show you the challenge an animator did: zoray99 on Instagram.  They uploaded a daily animation exercise throughout a whole year. It was rough, focused on learning and improving. Look how simple this day's animation is, they wanted to really understand what was happening here.  Doing that for a whole year is impressive, and I'm guessing Zoray feels satisfied with the achievement, but more importantly, how much they learned. 

So if you're a beginner artist and the well-known hashtag art challenges overwhelm you, you can create your challenge to improve at your own pace. You only have to set up doable boundaries:

The first you need is a time limit; this is important because the ending and objective are not clear without a time limit, affecting your commitment and confidence. For a daily challenge, a month would be ideal. But you can also choose to draw every other day instead of daily. You can also say something like, "I'll draw daily on this sketchbook with a 15-minute time limit until I finish it." Those boundaries are helpful because maybe you don't have a lot of time to spend on drawing.

Another useful boundary is a prompt list. Sometimes we spend more time thinking about what to draw than drawing. If you want to evolve as an artist, I recommend following a book and study from it. Or you can focus on a specific study subject you want to improve, like "sketching backgrounds for 15 days". 

Another thing is that, for hashtag challenges, most of us try to make finished illustrations with ink and color and everything. So you can also determine how far you want to go with each drawing, simple sketches, ink, and painting? You decide.

My personal challenge's boundaries were: drawing daily for 30 days following the lessons and tutorials of artists on youtube. That way, I didn't have to think about what to draw, the "prompts" were their videos, and also, my sketches didn't even need to be clean. This challenge's purpose was to study.

The best part is that you control your challenge and improvement. If there are things you struggle with, you can repeat and practice them more. You can also slowly increase the difficulty. That's what I did when I implemented the animated anatomy studies. 

With a personal challenge, you can focus on self-growth. And leave the hashtag challenges to have fun, experiment, and be part of the community.

Ok, but does making a personal challenge help you improve? Mine finished on May 30. Am I a better artist now?

To measure my drawing improvement, I made some life drawing exercises in "class" format, and then without a time limit, I drew some poses from my imagination. Comparing them to day 11 and day 16 of my challenge, I think I improved a little, drawing-wise speaking. 

The biggest difference is not in my skills, though. It's in my mindset. I feel the challenge made me feel better while drawing. I feel less stressed and with more confidence. I am still doing the anatomy animations I started on day 21, even though the daily challenge ended. So it also gave me the boost I needed to keep grinding forward. Like a marathon, not a sprint. And that's what matters the most. 

If you feel artistically stuck, or you're not enjoying drawing as much as you once did, or you want to polish your skills or learn something new, you can make a personal challenge and focus it on self-improvement. It's hugely motivating for other artists and me to see someone challenging themself, and coming out better. 

[moonandflowersfairy]

hi if you make one for me i would appreciate it

your personality

loyal, introverted, calm, most of the time I'm always smiling, but never and really I'm a very depressed person I don't like to show my true feelings to others, sometimes I lock myself in my room for days, sometimes I'm very manipulative a little sadistic , I know what I want and I don't abandon anyone, quite stubborn, I'm like a tsudare, sarcastic, I try to solve problems in the conversation if I'm not afraid to succeed in the fight, sometimes I end up pushing people away because I'm afraid of disappointment, I don't let people come easily into my life, but who isn't, I always do everything to protect, enthralled, I hardly sleep

-What do you look like

my sign and libra, I'm 1.60 tall,

brown hair that goes over the shoulder, but I always leave it up, brown eyes, I almost always wear baggy clothes because my breasts are big and I'm embarrassed when they look at me, I'm also insecure because I have a lot of high mutilation scars, sometimes sometimes i'm a bit perverted

-what do you like

music, books, quiet places, animals, horror and action movies, drawing, sewing, macabre things

do not like

crowded places, people, monotonous things, leaving the house, doing unnecessary things that won't yield anything, talking

- what are you looking for in a relationship,

someone loyal patient, who I know will always be by my side, who is not afraid to say what he wants and what he wants, but also respects my space, who doesn't care about my sadistic side, and my silence

gender preference too

male, except taijo, baji, nayoha, i'm not comfortable with them

-and any facts about you think might work ♡

I'm very loyal, and would always be there to support and listen, he would always try to show my true feelings.

well i think it might have been a little confused i don't know how to spread it well if you want you don't need to do more if you have to😊

I match you with...

¡! Kawata Souya ¡!

Why?

You and Souya would be a complimentary duo, whenever you feel down he would comfort you and viceversa, he loves you in every possible way no matter your mood. Your relationship would be based around intimacy and little, simple moments you both share.

general headcanons:

¡! SFW ¡!

you met at a Toman meeting, you were part of the 4th division and Nahoya was talking to you about being more present in fights and stop messing with your division's victory. Souya saw you very uncomfortable and decided to step in the conversation and give the message to you instead of his brother.

he then later started looking towards your way more often, noticing how you were normally pretending. it seemed like only him noticed your behaviour so he tried to reach you, but being an introvert himself was a challenge.

mikey knew about Souya's interest in you, he started ordering both of you little errands together.

it was super awkward at first because none of you knew what to say

Souya asked for his brother's advice but got nothing good from it.

just like Chifuyu's plan b, he opted for courage.

he tried to approach you little by little, it took him months to get your number but he wanted to know you better

dates would normally occur by accident, you meeting him at a random place and then he inviting you to go for a walk around the city.

after almost a year (10 months to be specific) he asked permission to be your boyfriend. he went to your house with a bouquet of daises, mostly white and the attempt of a smile (he looked very cute ^^)

to others, your relationship was slow, but to Souya it was perfect, he didn't want to push you and respected your limits all the time.

when you told him about your depression he didn't knew what to do, he just gave you the most loving and warm hug he could give, you both cried

he loves you the way you are, he wouldn't change a thing from you

when you doubt yourself he'll reassure you of the amazing being you are and how special you are to him

will recommend you to look for help if you aren't getting it, and would accompany you to your appointments

always checks on you, he doesn't see you as a burden, he just wants to make sure you are safe and okay

whispers sweet nothings to you when you cuddle

likes to hold your pinky when you are in public

will blush hardly when he sees you in an outfit

marathon movie dates, he always gets scared af because of your excentric taste but uses it as an excuse to be near you

asks you to read to him, your voice calms him so much

you'll sleep the best with him, he is a human pillow and his hair is the softest

knows you are not a fan of Nahoya, so whenever you go to his house he asks Nahoya to go out or to stay quiet

you still see him a lot

Nahoya talked to you about your relationship with his twin and asked you to protect him, you also discused some things just to be clear about what you didn't like about him, he obviously stopped because he knows his brother loves you too much.

you are the only one who has seen him smiling, not even Smiley has seen him like that.

is the sweetest smile that exists, gives beautiful vibes, he does it more often for you

his love language might be quality time and acts of service

it doesn't matter where he is as long as you are there he is happy

¡! NSFW ¡!

again, he will never pressure you to do anything

sex isn't very important to him

he's a switch, more on the sub side

loves to fuck you face to face

will eat you out for hours just because he can and he enjoys it

and believe me when I say he can, because he CAN and WILL make you scream in seconds

loves your body so much

loves to bury his face in your breasts, licks them and sucks them up

his tongue is a god tool and will put it to use

the first time he saw your scars he kissed them, wouldn't want you any other way

praises you like if his life depended on it

its all about your pleasure

if you enjoy it, then he does it too

likes to be degraded

super sensitive in his neck and lower back

it turns him on when you are being perverted and try to tease him

loves you riding him, getting the perfect view, squishing your hips and licking your boobs

his dick is very pretty, normal length and girth, pretty pink in the head, a mole near his crotch, trimed

he prefers you to have hair

likes to cry during the act

choke him, trust me, the "demon" comes out

normally passionate sex, but angry sex with him is the best (lol)

sex in the bathroom is the most common

aftercare is amazing

makes you cum like 4 times, just to see his pretty s/o being in heaven by his own actions <3

[daisies: pureness]

hope you liked it love! I know depression sucks but you are not alone, I'll be here whenever you need me bubs 😚💖

¡! song recommendation ¡!

[casualpandaface]

Movie date with Jin

You wanted Jin all too yourself, because it was finally his day off!

And you had planned this day weeks before, stocked up on snacks and even got a matching set of Avengers tshirt.

But what you didn't took an account of was the third wheel. Jeon Jeongguk.

You really like Jeongguk but you really wanted to do this movie marathon thing with just your boyfriend. Now chances of you cuddling with Jin is less, and also you didn't have the heart to tell Jeongguk to go away.

Besides Jeongguk looked so excited when he heard that both of you were going to have a marvel movie marathon. He instantly texted Taehyung and Jimin that he won't be able to go bowling with them.

So there you are now stuck in the middle of these two boys, holding a bowl of cheese popcorn.

You were more crazy about this superheroes, but it has been a long time since you got to relax with Jin like this, so your mind frequently diverted towards your boyfriend.

You leaned yourself more towards Jin and eventually you laid your head on top of Jin's shoulder. Jin as a reflex, wraps his arm around your shoulder by the time the first Iron man movie was coming to an end.

And during the fight scene, Jeongguk excitedly screamed, "Noona did you see that? Hyung wasn't that so cool? We should totally look for this armour figurine, I don't have this one in my collection, yet."

You straightened yourself with a smile as Jeongguk started talking. Jin and you love each other, but you never wanted to be awkward between you and the boys, so both of you try to not be too intimate in front of his band mates.

He continued sharing his theories and thoughts about certain scenes with both of you. Both of you could see the sparkle in his eyes as he passionately talked about his favourite character.

And by the time Thor started, the right side of your shoulder felt slightly heavy, you looked at your side to find Jeongguk with his eyes closed, loking like a soft bunny.

You pulled Jin to show this baby who was the most excited to see the movie but ended up falling asleep, both of you laughed at him softly.

Jin took your hand in his and whispered in your ears, "I am sorry that we didn't get to be alone, jagi. But I had fun today, and you were by my side all the time so I have no regret."

You looked at Jin, with that smile that he adores so much. "I had fun too, even if baby Jeongguk crashed our date, besides look at him sleep, he's too adorable."

"Jagi, don't you think it's kind of like how things would be if we ever had a kid ?"

You didn't think about it, but now a blush appears on your face, because he put this thought in your head.

"Jaannn!" The term of endearment that you rarely say came out of your mouth.

" What?" Jin laughs as usual, then realised you can't move because you most likely won't wake Jeongguk up. So he brings his face close to yours, and presses his lips on top of yours, and he couldn't help but tease you a bit more after seeing your flushed face. You paused when you could feel Jeongguk turning his head, and saying, "Did I feel asleep? Which one are we watching?"

Jin waited for you to speak, as he pretended to be deep into the movie.

"Noona, you alright, you kind of look red?" Jeongguk looks across my face.

"Jagi, what happened? " Jin says, as if a minute ago it wasn't his tongue that was inside your mouth.

"I am good, let's continue watching," you said as calmly you could.

But the way Jin was drawing circles on your hand, after that, you knew it was going to be very difficult to stay calm.

[shini--chan]

I have an idea! What would Allies do after finding out that their s/o have (another) stalker? It can be another yandere, a creep, ex, jealous coworker with bad intentions or even a serial killer.

And a good idea it is, my dear anon.

Yandere Allies – Feindling America

You were already fast asleep, snoozing away under the covers in your shared bedroom. He, on the other hand, was still wide awake and had decided to settle down in the living room to do some light reading. His insomnia was due to the usual reasons – too much caffeine, too much stress, too much curiosity to just let the day finish.

And because he was worried, intently, about you. There was somebody else trying to stick their grubby fingers in your shared life, and pry you apart. That was something he was absolutely sure off. After living so long, and becoming paranoid due to his position on the global stage, he knew very well when he was being watched.

There was something after you in particular, he didn’t like it.

Out of his peripheral vision, he caught sight of somebody moving in the bushes. A spike of adrenaline shot through his body, and for a moment he was tempted to storm about side and give that creep a hook. Yet a better idea came to mind – first to fire a warning shot.

He net his book aside and sauntered to one of the glass door to the balcony and gave the pane a few sharp knocks. It was enough to catch their attention. It was almost comical how the figure froze, and the hood swivelled in his direction. Alfred couldn’t identify them in any capacity – they wore non-script jeans and a grey hoodie along with a pair of gloves. But this was about digging up the war axe.

Grinning, he flipped the bird at them, and then proceeded to draw a thin line across his throat in an unmistakable message.

Alfred would see this as a chance to play hero. He would finally be able to prove to you how capable he is at protecting you, how attentive he would be when it would water down to your safety. Of course, he would make sure there would be a lot he wouldn’t catch wind off – it would be the instances where he would come off as an evil master mind or as a control freak that he would skilfully hide from you.

He might or might not elect to torture the fool that would be stalking you. For him, waterboarding that creep would be a method of stress relief. It would also drive home the point that nobody should dare try to get between him and his sweetie.

Canada

Besides you, your phone beeped for what must have been the twelfth time in the span of one minute. You sobbed harder and buried your face in his chest. Matthew calmly stroked your back, making quiet soothing noises as he held you close.

“(Ex) will have to leave you be someday. This can’t go on forever. One day that jerk will have to accept that you’re gone for good”, he told quietly, while cautiously shifting his position to a more comfortable one.

You were both on the backseat of his car, having sought sanctuary there after you started panicking upon seeing the messages. All the memories had started to overwhelm you, and you had gripped his arm as if it was the only thing that was preventing you from drowning.

“No, that won’t be the case. Before I met you, I tried to leave so often only to be lured back into it. It was only because I met you that I haven’t gone back”, you cried, gazing up at him with a tear-stricken face.

“Shh, I will think of something. There shall be hell to pay.”

Matthew would be concerned about your wellbeing first and foremost. He would cater to you, cuddle with you, sooth you. But don’t think that would mean he would go easy on you should you step out of line and try to flee from him. When he would say he would never let your ex take you back, he would be indirectly saying he would never allow you to leave him.

Naturally, he would be careful and avoid any explicit rhetoric stating that your place in the world is at his side, but the message would be there, hidden between the lines.

With the legal sway he would hold, he would easily have your ex punished in some capacity. This could range from a fine to a restrain order to spending some time in jail.

China

A scream pierced the silence of the night, followed by a yell as the attacker was swept off his feet. Yao didn’t hesitate to continue beating the culprit up, even though he was on the ground.

After all, this was a man that had just been a few milliseconds away from dragging you away and murdering you, after doing unspeakable things to you, things that couldn’t be lightly talked about in any context.

“So, you’re the vermin that has been butchering people left and right for the past four months. You’re just as disgusting as I expected”, Yao commented as he brought his foot down on his back in a harsh stamp.

You had taken seat on a tree stump that was standing by. The near death experience and the fight going on in front of you had utterly rattled you. You were numbly staring at the scene playing out, heads in your hands, whole body trembling and eyes wide blown.

He kicked the killer in the side and was rewarded was a grunt and a hiss: “And I’ll fucking kill you too.”

“Sure you will”, Yao drawled sarcastically and pressed the criminals head into the dirt. “Get used to the taste of it.”

Contrary to expectations, Yao would approach the situation of serial killer being after you calmy. Not because he wouldn’t care about you, but rather because he would be far to old to be surprised by such a – in his eyes – trivial thing. And because he would know that letting himself drown in anger or panic would just result in him making grave mistakes – ie. losing you.

Nevertheless, he would never be far off, lurking behind corners, just out of sight of you and the murderer. He would also scoure your online activity, searching for any suspicious doings from other users. Furthermore he would use the opportunity to learn more about you and your strengths and weaknesses.

England

“Ah, ah, ah. Keep your dirty paws off that”, Arthur chided Jane and firmly grabbed Jane by the ear, harshly tugging there. It wasn’t the most humane treatment of a mortal, that England knew very well. However, he was in a sour mood, your infuriating co-worker being one of the contributing factors to it. Besides, he hadn’t made it one of his life maximas to be nice.

“You dare”, she hissed. When he gave another sharp tug, she yelped and dropped your phone, showing one of your social media profiles. Jane Smithers was persistent, he would have to give her that. Yet that would just be her downfall because she had decided to use that trait to try to ruin your life.

“Oh yes I dare. I dare to not tolerate your disgusting behaviour. Between you and me, we’re going to have a very long talk about your morals.”

She snorted and grabbed his hand.

“I could sue you for sexual harassment. We’ll see if you’ll still be laughing then.”

Oh, he had expected such a threat to come from such a vile person as her. He chuckled lowly – did she really think she could best him when it came to anything.

“And then spend some time in the nick for lying to judge and jury. Don’t think you’d be able to weasel your way out of this. I’m the one here that can have your framed and believe me, I could get you a bloody life sentence.”

She stared at him, uncomprehending, before realisation dawned and she let out a harsh laugh.

“So that is how (l/n) did it. Slept the way to the top.”

“No. (Y/n) has talent, impeccable talent. So unlike you, my dearest never had to resort to the methods you were so kind to mentioned.”

Arthur would see it as his duty to protect you – your physical & mental wellbeing as well as your reputation. So of course he would go after any jealous co-worker that would try to ruin you to any extent. And as mentioned in the snippet above, he wouldn’t be exactly nice about it. Any means would do for him, as long as the risk of his machinations backfiring on him and you would be relatively low.

During the whole process, he would letting you know about everything. It would be his point of proving that the world is a horrible place and that you can only find solace in his company and attention.

France

Francis was in the kitchen when you came stumbling in, frazzled and panting as If you had just run a marathon. By the way your extremities were trembling and sweat dotted your forehead, he wouldn’t be surprised. The only question was why.

Aside from that, fear danced in your eyes, and that was the only further information he needed to know that something was wrong. Rushing forward, he scooped you in his arms, ignoring the coffee that he had been preparing, and asked you:

“What happened, ma cherie?”

Instead of answering, you leaned your head against his shoulder and wrapped your arms around his torso, taking heavy, laboured breaths, as if you were crying. That was when he realised that you were. It worried him.

Was this something that he had done? What had caused you to become so distressed? Was it something he could fix.

“You don’t have to talk about it now if you don’t want to”, he offered shakily, unsure about what he should do to cheer you up. How could he, when he didn’t know why you were in such a state?

Thankfully, you supplied him with an explanation, one that caused his concern to freeze to ice cold anger: “There is some creep following me. He grabbed my butt when I got off the bus.”

Whoever that devil was, he was going to have hell to pay,

Francis would be enraged that somebody would be so disrespectful of your boundaries and of the fact that you’re already taken. In the brief moments of his more intense bouts of fury, he might do something as rash as to track the creep down and bludgeon him with something, probably a newspaper.

However, his preferred method would be character assassination (this would work especially well if the culprit in question would have a high social status) and verbal abuse. In this case, his revenge could be long-winded and very elaborate.

Russia

The temperature of the corridor had dropped since the last time he had visited – a testimony to the bad insulation and the approaching winter. Ivan thought it did her justice. After all, she did deserve this after nearly kidnapping you.

Speaking of her, she was sitting near the bars when he approached and when she glimpsed him, she quickly scooted away. Clever; she had learned from what had occurred the last time.

“Come to taunt me again?”, she seethed, curling into a tight, haggard ball of fury. Understandable in her case, however he wouldn’t shed any tears or have any sleepless nights.

“As is customary. I have to elevate your boredom somehow”, he confirmed, grabbing a chair and seating himself opposite her.

She stared at the door at the end of the passage, hungerly tracing it and searching the shadows for any sign of you. Ivan derived pleasure from mocking her: “How foolish are to think I would have brought my lover with me? I didn’t the last few times so why should it any different now?”

“You’re so very attached to (y/n), so I had my hopes.”

“Then I’ll have to forever dash them. That I owe you.”

She snarled at this; face twisted to a nasty frown.

“You know, you and I aren’t so different. So it is even more hypocritical of you to claim the moral high ground. Does (y/n) know even half of the things you’ve done in the name of your love?”

“I detest the comparison. I walk free while you rot in solitude, unloved and unwanted. While you have done everything wrong, I have done what was right where it counted most. You go very far by suggesting anything else.”

Russia would be the one to act the most intense of all the allies. He would have had people that were dear to him ripped away from him in the past, so he invest a lot of energy in insuring that wouldn’t happen to you and him.

That would mean he would go up to 11 in this case. As in, he would either kill this person and dissolve their body in acid or feed it to the pigs. Or he would leave this other yandere to rot somewhere after having dragged them before court for a very showy trail to break their spirit.