#I truly do not know why I'm so upset about the colors

[respectthepetty]

I still don't even know how the colors hurt me in this week's episode of Jack & Joker,

But all I really know is they did hurt me.

A lot.

We could've had it all.

Rolling in the deep.

[dontbesoweirdkira]

howdyyy, what do u think of plat yan! dick grayson (or platonic yan father bruce wayne up to u) with a batsis who is very disinterested with him primarily bc when she was younger she idolised him a lot but now not so much. there are comics where grayson has cheated on his partners before so imagine batsis coming to realise as she aged and matured that her doting brother is a bit of a playboy…. a lot like a playboy actually—

You know, this is actually extremely realistic. There's nothing like the rose color glasses falling off and realizing just how messed up your family truly is.

I'd like to think that there was plenty of jokes and mentions about Dick being a playboy but Batsis would just be absolutely clueless. You probably just thought it was a reference to his charming appearance or the way he gets hit on at least once whenever he goes out. Not really that he was an notorious heart breaker.

Like i don't think the other batkids had serious talks about it in front of you because of your (then) age or maybe it was a request by Dick so he could keep on his perfect mask with you?

Ironically, he wouldn't want any man to treat his little sister (or any of them) the way he does to other women but he has a problem. I will say though, it makes absolute sense that Dick or even the others would have issues keeping relationships or even have sex addictions. I mean it's a real issue that many people are struggling with right now. But can you imagine your father constantly bringing home women and cheating your entire childhood? Like Bruce introduces some of these women to them, they get attached to this potential mother then it's ripped away to be discarded for the new catch. I think that definitely warped Dick's view of women and romance stems from that. *intense mommy issues* But also i mentioned before that it's hard for him to maintain relationships while taking on the fatherly role in the family. His obsession with making sure all of his siblings are cared for and protected(mixed with being nightwing), makes it all the more difficult. Maybe that leads him to just hooking up with and being sloppy in his relationships. Maybe its just a means of stress relief and that causes him to almost dehumanize/objectify the women he "romances".

I'm not saying this is justifiable, cheating is disgusting and his behaviors are something that needs to be corrected regardless of mommy issues but for headcanon sake we are entertaining the concept

I'm not sure how you'd exactly find out about it. Maybe one of the kids let it slip and didn't bother to do damage control because you're old enough now? Maybe you spoke to one of his exes that is still friendly with the batfam? Or maybe your brain started to develop and you realized he wasn't hanging out with that new super model as just friends all night...it was something more and his girlfriend definitely didn't know about it.

Regardless, I think when you finally found out about everything, your world crushed. I don't think you'd hate him but you just feel yucky about the whole thing. Now when you look at him something in your stomach just sinks. You might even wonder if you can trust him. I mean if he's got that much of a problem to be dishonest with his lovers, then why would it be so left field to suggest he lied to you too when he said he loves you or that you were his favorite? The transition from you idolizing him to being standoff-ish would be extremely noticeable to him. I mean it's hard to ignore when you were his mini me. Even as you got older you followed him around and never skipped an opportunity to be near.

He wouldn't think that it was because of the playboy thing, maybe just you needing some space as a teen. Everyone has gone through that phase before but when he notices your shift is only directed towards him, he's a little upset about it. He doesn't understand what he did wrong? One day you guys are eating ice cream together while having a sleepover in his room to you treating him like a disease.

Eventually your big brother corners you and makes you to confess whats bothering you. He apologizes if something he said rubbed you the wrong way but you couldn't keep treating him this way.

"uhm..i dunno, dick? I found out how you've been treating you partners and i think it's kinda gross. I guess i just don't really wanna be around someone who treats women like that right now..."

I think Dick's reaction would be complete shock....who tf told you?! He has no defense but he tries to muster up one before realizing this is just making him look worse when EVERYBODY knows how much of a whore he is lol. He'd back off of you and maybe even mutter an apology before walking away to go collect himself.

He's furious as well...whoever told you will be getting an earful because they just ruined something precious to him. (yeah they did. totally not his OWN actions) If it was one of his brothers, he will be throwing hands.

Dick does very much care about others perception of him, i've said this before. He knew he had a problem and his other siblings have spoken to him about it and it affected him but never enough to change. It's just a far deeper issue than wanting a quick fuck in the expense of his partners...But seeing his baby sister look at him with just so much disgust and disappointment was enough to cause him to spiral. He's not proud of his actions and knows he's hurt and discarded of many, many women for his own satisfaction. It's deplorable. I can imagine him taking maybe a few days to himself, he's just in his head while being overtaken by heavy guilt.

I'm not sure if Dick would actually change for you though? I think he is even debating it. Yeah he's a yandere for his batsis but is his obsession with you enough to kick the other one to the curb? That's up to you. A hopeful person would say, yes he would. Anything for his babybat! He's going to do whatever it takes to prove himself again, anything to make you proud. This habit isn't worth it if hes loosing you.

My opinion? No, he won't change after his guilt wears off. He'll just pretend like he's reborn. Dick would try for like a week and then go right back to doing his habits. He's a manipulative piece of work and yeah, lying to you is bad but he wants his cake and to eat it too. He's not willing to give up anything that gives him a euphoric boost. Shh...what you don't know, won't kill you.

[freyaphoria]

His Moral Loyalty

a/n: I adapted Mingi's little jealousy argument with Yunho for reader. I hope you felt the angst! I wrote the actual conversations between Yunho and Mingi in bold letters. Also, I didn't forget to write the second part of passion of punishment. Thank you for the interest you left in my inbox about that fic. And i don't know why i used cyberpunk theme, it was so irrelevant. AND Can you please find me another title for this?

tw: angst!!!!, jealous!Mingi, friends to maybe strangers, reader is very wrong here, lots of angst

wc: 2021

taglist: @aim-blossom @oddracha @bambisd0ll @peqchplvto (I love you guys so much♡)

“I can’t believe you.” You were sure Mingi was really exaggerating and twisting things, but somehow he still managed to make you feel guilty. His voice was low, emotional, and shaky as he tried not to make eye contact, looking down at the floor instead. He felt as if his entire world had collapsed around him. Yes, he knew you loved him as a friend, but it still hurt him deeply that you weren’t prioritizing him. "For God's sake, Mingi, why are you upset about it?" You finished applying eyeshadow and closed the eyeshadow palette angrily. It was like you were constantly dealing with a child, a child who couldn't share his mother with his siblings. You felt your patience wearing thin, and without realizing it, the nails of your fist were digging into your palms. He was rocking back and forth in place, still trying to digest what he perceived as your ‘betrayal’.

"I mean... I mean why?" you stammered, thinking that your previous tone of voice was too harsh and loud, you decided to soften your approach. This time, you tried to talk to him gently, hoping not to scare him. You took a deep breath, attempting to calm yourself down. On the other hand, you were still trying to continue with your makeup, meticulously applying highlighter and blending it evenly. You glanced at him in the mirror, noticing the conflicted emotions written all over his face. “I asked you to go to dinner together first.” You were used to your best friend being jealous of your other friends. But this time, Mingi looked truly hurt. He had wanted to take you to this dinner so badly, he had finally mustered up the courage to tell you he loved you and jeopardize your friendship, but the 'I'm sorry Min, I promised Woo' text from you had ruined all of his plans and destroyed his motivation. He had been planning this dinner date for weeks, imagining how he would confess his feelings to you over a candlelit dinner, hoping you would feel the same way.

Were you provoking him by wearing make up in front of him? Yes. Were you going to wear his favorite cement-colored mini dress in front of him for Wooyoung? Also yes. Why? Because Mingi wouldn’t leave you alone and you wanted to annoy him in your own way. So that he can leave you alone for a bit and let you have fun with your other friends. You couldn’t help but feel a little guilty, seeing the pain in his eyes, but you were determined to make your point. The tension between you two had been building for a while, and you were both too stubborn to back down. "Woo made a promise with his friends. We'll all go together. I don't go out to dinner alone with him." You took one last look at your makeup in the mirror, ensuring every detail was perfect, and got up from your makeup table to look at your phone, saw that you had a text from Wooyoung.

“All right, that’s how you do it.” You were about to open the messages when Mingi’s annoying tone got on your nerves again. “You're starting to get jealous again, do you realize that-?”

“It’s not jealousy.” He waved his hands at you in frustration. “I’m not jealous, this is...” It was cute how he spoke to you without ever making eye contact, stumbling over his words. “What then? Are you upset?” The phone in your hand was still waiting for the new messages from Wooyoung to open. He had probably left home and was coming to your house to pick you up.

As Mingi tried to carefully choose what to say, his emotional breakdown and frustration caused the words to come out of his mouth on their own. “I prioritize relationships with people.” This time, he was looking into your eyes with such intensity and depth, as if he was trying to convey unspoken feelings. He was completely focused on you, his gaze unwavering. “And you abandoned my moral loyalty.” he said, his voice filled with a mix of pain and accusation.

The weight of his words hung heavily in the air, making the moment feel even more intense. Your eyes were wide. You knew that Mingi felt emotions deeply, but you hadn’t guessed that he felt them this deeply. Also, the fact that he expressed how he felt showed that his patience had reached its limit and he couldn’t hold his emotions in anymore. "Mingi, it was a simple plan. He planned it and I said okay, why are you making it such a big deal?" All your attention was now on Mingi, whose eyes were on the verge of tears. He had cried in front of you before, but it wasn't because of you. “I planned it since I was in the 9th grade of middle school!” Mingi could no longer control his words and his shaking body. The accumulated admiration of all those years and the thought that you valued Wooyoung more than him caused him to lose control of his words and let them come out of his mouth on their own. You were surprised by his words and didn't understand. What was he planning?

“Plan what?” The room was filled with the sounds of Wooyoung’s incoming text messages and Mingi’s shaky breathing. The tension in the room was palpable, almost suffocating.

“Everything I do with you.” His eyes followed your voice, which came out in a quiet and timid tone, as he turned away from you again. He made up a lie because he couldn't share his plan to tell you he loved you, which he had been planning for years.

You froze for a few seconds, trying to process his words. He planned everything? Hadn't you already done so many things together over the years? What else could he possibly have planned? A multitude of thoughts raced through your mind. “Mingi, you spend a lot of time with me. What more do you want?” You said, your voice tinged with confusion and curiosity. Mingi bowed his head this time, a gesture that seemed to carry the weight of his feelings. “So you forgot how precious it is because we spend a lot of time together and you’re so used to it?”

He was right. What he said was very impressive and cut deep into your conscience. You didn't have an answer to that because, yes, you sometimes forgot. Your 7-year friendship was starting to seem very ordinary and boring to you, but you always cared about Mingi. His recent overly obsessive behavior was making you distance yourself from him.You began to reflect on the many moments you had shared. The late-night talks, the shared secrets, the laughter, and even the arguments. Each memory now seemed to carry a different weight, a different significance. Mingi's words had opened a door to a part of your past that you had overlooked. You realized how much he had invested in this friendship, how much he had planned and cherished every moment.

It was clear that his feelings went beyond mere friendship, and it pained you to see him so distressed. The room felt colder, the silence more pronounced, as you struggled to find the right words to say. You knew that whatever came next would change the dynamics of your relationship forever. You took a deep breath, trying to steady your thoughts, and prepared yourself for the conversation that lay ahead. “What are you saying? Of course you are precious to me.” You weren’t lying; he was still precious to you. He just seemed like a different person lately, someone unfamiliar yet still dear. His usual self, the Mingi you knew, would jump up and down with excitement whenever he heard a compliment from you, flashing his big, goofy smile that you adored. But right now, he wasn’t reacting at all, his expression vacant and distant.

“I mean, is it wrong to go out to dinner with my other friends?” you asked, turning your head to look at Mingi. You saw him leaning against the door frame, his eyes scanning you up and down. "Of course it's not wrong, what's wrong is that you don't prioritize me," he replied, trying so hard not to let the words he really wanted to say slip out. If you pushed his buttons a little more, he could confess that he loved you at any moment.

"I have always prioritized you over my friends throughout my life. I can't stay stuck with you for the rest of my life, Mingi," you responded. You have made countless mistakes in your life, but the mistake you just made was the worst. You wish you could turn back time by 3 seconds and not say those two sentences. You didn't mean to hurt him on purpose; his childish jealousy just got on your nerves, and you wanted to get on his nerves too.There was silence for about 10 seconds. In those 10 seconds, Mingi was broken, never to be mended again. He tried to collect himself, his body seemed to be speaking and moving on its own. He could feel the weight of your words pressing down on his chest, making it hard to breathe. Just as Mingi opened his mouth to say something, he was interrupted by a call from Wooyoung.

“Woo? Ok, I'm going downstairs.” You didn’t want to make eye contact with Mingi as you hung up the phone and picked up your bag from your bed. You knew you had disappointed him, hurt him, but you couldn’t always depend on him. You had other friends, and you were starting to get close to Wooyoung, and you didn’t want anyone to come between you and Wooyoung when everything was starting to go so well. Yes, this thought was very selfish and you were betraying Mingi, but still, falling in love was a very different and complicated feeling.

You could feel Mingi’s eyes on you, filled with unspoken words and emotions. As you walked out, you couldn’t shake the feeling that this moment was a turning point, one that might change everything between you two. You glanced back at him, feeling a pang of guilt. "I’m sorry, Mingi. We’ll talk later, I promise.” He didn’t respond, merely nodding with a vacant look in his eyes. He remained where he was, his silence speaking volumes about his hurt and disappointment. There was no attempt to stop you, no plea to stay—just a quiet acceptance of your leaving, as if he had expected it all along.

You closed the door softly behind you, leaving Mingi alone in the room, feeling the chill of the empty space you left behind. As you walked to meet Wooyoung, you could still feel the weight of his unspoken sorrow pressing heavily on you, a constant reminder of the pain you had caused. The night air was cool and crisp, but it did nothing to soothe the guilt gnawing at your conscience.

You thought about the times Mingi had been there for you, supporting you through thick and thin, always a steady presence in your life. No matter what you did, at the end of the day, Mingi would always be there for you. But this time, when you got home at who knows what time at night, Mingi wouldn’t be there waiting for you. The realization hit you hard, making your steps falter. The thought of returning to an empty house, devoid of his comforting presence, filled you with a deep sense of loss. You knew that things would never be the same again, and the path you had chosen was leading you further away from the one person who had always been your anchor.

a/n: You guys used to leave me lots of feedback. I miss those times TT_TT

[heartfullofleeches]

Oblivious healer entity reader that finds joy and endless happiness every day living in a town that's basically hell on earth for its human residents

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To live in this place is to know true suffering. Life is meaningless, flesh is expendable. Few bother to make friends with their neighbors or check in relatives as tomorrow is never a guarantee. Creatures from the unknown, unexplainable disappearances, those who lost themselves and craved the same violence thrust unto them, false prophets. Those who attempted to flee often faced the worse kinds of punishment. There was truly no end to their torment.

Dazed and on the verge of collapsing, a new arrival in town found itself roaming the near empty shelves of a convenience store in ruin. Glass stabbed at its outer layer flesh, reflecting the strange clawing sensation in the lower regions of its stomach. It would later learn these feelings to be the pains of hunger, one it was not as fond of as others. The newcomer had learned so much in such a short time residing in this new town and body. It wanted to learn more - like what would happen if it stuffed those odd, brightly colored shapes into the singular hole it called a mouth. They were sweet, they were sour, they were savory- flavors and descriptions foreign til taught by those who cared for it later on.

The newcomer comes across the owner of the store laying motionless behind the counter. The syrup surrounding them is not as sweet as what it sampled from bottles in the cold storage spaces. Poking at the owner garners no response. It's then that the newcomer realizes their faults. It hadn't offered currency before eating like it'd seen others do. It didn't have those papers or coins or even those rectangular bits of plastic. It deciding the next best thing to give as payment was to fix that large hole in their face. None of the humans it came across before had one of those, so it must need fixing.

The store owner finally responded to its questions once it had repaired the hole. If the newcomer had anyway to describe the process it was like playing with clay. The store owner only answered in screams of terror until the newcomer was able to calm them enough to tell them how they had fixed them - and eaten the rest of their stock. They weren't upset by that second thought as the newcomer had thought, and even gave them a supply of their favorite treat before calling the police.

The newcomer wondered if it helped more people it would get more treats or be invited to come back anytime as the store owner had generously offered. It was having so much fun in this new form. Its powered had been limited, but the feel of warm sunlight on their skin was worth the loss. It couldn't understand why everyone around it was so unhappy when they get to wake up everyday and welcome the morning sun. It wants to fix people, it wants them to be happy. Many reject them for fear of the unknown, but those who accept cling onto them like a lifeline. Without the newcomer around they are plunged in darkness as it has become the source of light for them it speaks so highly of. The newcomer is oblivious to their devotion as it reads books about the new world and takes light of its tragedies as it takes glee I'm all its pleasures.

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Yan: Let me get this straight - you just repaired my kidneys and all you want is a hamburger?

Entity Reader: .... Two?

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Yan: There is no point in waking anymore. When I'm asleep i hear the crying of my dead mother. When I'm waking she's standing over my bed. I can't think, I can't breathe. Make it stop, make it stop- There is no reason to keep existing- I should just let my cannibal neighbor eat me

Entity Reader: ...They gave me eleven nuggets instead of ten. I am very happy right now. Want the extra? :D

Yan: ..I have never been more mentally stable than I am in this current moment, if you leave me I will die.

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[Entity Reader walks in on a friend about to be sawed in half by a masked maniac. The two share a glance before Reader throws their arms up]

Entity Reader: Frankie!! :D

[The machine rips the saw out of their victim's abdomen and rushes reader - hugging them and spinning them around as the victim fights to keep their intensities in their body]

[rainee-da]

🍀 The Talk When You Sleep [1]

CHARACTER ❥ Doom 🪞 / Famin 🃏 / Epidem 🍮 / Delisaster 🍾 / Domina Blowelive 💧 / Cell War 💎

W A R N I N G ⚠️ R15 for dark/yandere vibes / BIG SPOILER!!!! / might be a bit too OOC for you.

D O O M 🪞

"... Are you asleep, my dear?" he waits for your reply, but hear no answer "I see..." he walks closer and sits beside your sleeping figure "... Do you know, when I first met you I thought you were peculiar," hand reaches out to brush your hair "Your small head... the fragility of your neck... each of your limbs..." lean closer to your face, whispering "... If I desire your demise, all I have to do right now is move my hands, and you will be destroyed." long pauses "You must've known from the start that I'm a dangerous existence..." he twirls a piece of your hair in his finger "And despite knowing that, you decided to be by my side..." low whisper "... Why?" pauses "I know you explained it to me before... but none of your explanation is rational..." sigh softly "To live, is to survive... to survive, rationality is absolute... And you're no fool," long pauses, then he mumble lowly "That, I know for a long while now." hands crept down to cup one of your cheek "... Which begs the question once again... Why?" he moves the hair that is in the way of your face to the side "Is that really what it means to truly love someone? To trust them unconditionally?" paused briefly "Even when it's illogical to do so?" long pauses ".... Funny for me to say that, I'm aware," he let out a low chuckles "The same thing could also be said about me." his thumbs moves to caress your cheek ".... Your skin is cold... They said that when you're cold, your skin goes pale in color as well," mumbles quietly "I wonder what your skin might've look like..." fingers trails gently, tracing each inch of your skin "In my daydream... I often tried to paint your picture in my head... to envision your figure, your face," hands stop on your chin, thumb lay flat on your lips "... It left me frustrated, every time." exhale harshly with a hint of frustration, thumb moves to brush your lips "You're such a frustrating existence," finger trails upwards to caress your cheek "You're nothing but a speck of dust in this world that is full of deceit. You will wither first when the battle of power started." heads lean closer slowly "... Father told me long ago, to get rid of you. Because you will be a burden in the long run," he stops as his noses touches yours "And he was correct... you're a nuisance. You.. become my weakness... You're frustating, because you're dangerous to me. But If you were to perish, to leave..." his words hangs in the open, expression become slightly grim after a long pause, a small smile formed on his face, his eyes opened behind the mask and white irises glimmering in the shadow "... That is why, my Dear... you should be obedient. To stay by my side, to never leave..." leans closer, lips ghosted over yours "... Because I am the only one who can, and is allowed, protect you." "𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶?"

F A M I N 🃏

"Hey, are you asleep?" his head hover over your space, awaiting your response "... That's boring." he lay himself beside you, staring into the empty space above "... This is boring. Why do you sleep anyway? Is today tiring for you?" he turn his head towards you, staring at your sleeping figure ".... Your face is so peaceful right now, I wonder if you were dreaming right now," he scoots closer, staring at your face closely "If you're dreaming, I want you to dream about me. Can you do that for me?" he whisper over your ears long silence as he stares over your face "... For some reasons, I always asks for permission when it comes to you," he murmurs quietly "Waiting for your permission is boring. But If I take it by force, You'll be upset." his voice breaks slightly "I don't want you to be upset." he sighed, hands reaches out to hug you from the side "Why are you so boring? I should've get rid of you, right? Boring person should be eradicated after all." his eyes is closed, thinking for a while "But... no, you're not boring. You're boring, but not boring. How does that even make any sense? I don't know." he lets out a snort and giggle silently "Yeah, no... you're not boring. You're never boring. After all, even in your silence right now..." his hand reach out to rub your cheek "... It's entertaining. You're fun, even when you're sleeping you're fun. Hey, how do you even do that?" "... For some reason, I always notice new things about you. Like, I didn't know you had a small patch of freckle over here?" his hand moved to a part of your body "Or that you breathe differently when you sleep? You never tell me about that... or maybe you didn't know yourself?" he smirked "Then I'm the first one to know... now, that's exciting. That's fun," he nuzzle his head on the nook of your neck "Waiting for you to wake up is boring... but I think sometimes boring stuff is okay too, no?" his eyes glance up "After all, you're so peaceful right now. I think it would be even better if you snore. Snoring means you're having a deep sleep, right? Hey, why don't you snore?" he pinched your cheek lightly he slowly rised, towering over you "... You're the only thing in the world that is not boring, no matter how much time I spent with you. I wonder why..." he leans forward, smiling and pressing his lips to your forehead "... I don't know why, but that doesn't matter. What's matter that I'll never gets bored of you, so you should never get bored of me, alright?" "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡."

E P I D E M 🍮

"Oh my, you're asleep?" he walked towards you, picking up blanket along the way and drape it over your body "Sleeping like this... I'm right. I knew you're tired the entire afternoon, I've seen your eyes flutters sometimes, trying to hold a grip. I told you to rest, but you're so stubborn." he caresses your cheek, tilting his head slightly "... You're always so stubborn, acting as if you knew your own body when that's factually not true... I dare to say that, I knew you better than yourself," he crooked a smile "After all, I have observe you all this time, noted the common pattern of your expression and your body language you made in your every interaction. There's nothing you can hide from me." he leans forward, whisper lowly over your ear "You always blown my expectation, and create a new one in its place. Your existence is a pure enigma, no amount of calculations I've done made your existences make sense," he stroked your hair gently "It's.... interesting, to say the least." he sits beside you, took one of your hand and brush it under his thumb "The softness of your skin... the elasticity of it... It's a delight," he kissed your fingertips, closing his eye and hums softly "You're always such a sweet person, one of a kind for me... It's simply irresistible, I could just eat you right up." he lets out a chuckle and gave the tip of your finger a small nibble "Well, of course I wouldn't do that... it would be a waste." he puts your hand down "A waste... yeah, without you would be such a waste. How am I even living before I met you? Oh, yeah. Pudding, of course." he laughed briefly, but expression darkened "Pudding is my euphoria. That, you already know. But now, you... all the memories I have with pudding, your presence... always comes along with it. Buying it, making it, enjoying it, it's always with you now..." his voice lowered, whispering to himself "Is there a day where I didn't enjoy Pudding with you? I knew Pudding all my life, it's a part of my soul. So, of course I have enjoyed pudding without you before... but now, I can't seem to remember it anymore," he sighed and look over your sleeping figure with a solemn smile "Without me realizing, you crawled into my heart and made yourself my new addiction... that's so cunning, my Sweet one." he chuckles softly and brush his hand over your hair "Well, that doesn't matter now. You're my Sweet now," his thumb rub the tip of your chin gently "From now and so on, we'll make tons of sweet memories. I'll give you everything, I'll do anything for you, all you have to do for me is to sit calmly radiate your sweetness to me, okay?" "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚, 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙜𝙖𝙧, 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜."

D E L I S A S T E R 🍾

"Heyyy you wanna- Awww, you're sleeping?" he cooed, stride over to you sleeping figure "Look at that eepy face, ain't that just the cutest? Why are you so fucking cute anyway?" he pinched both sides of your cheek a bit hard, making you wince slightly in your sleep "Hehe, sorry sorry, didn't mean to, y'know?" he lays besides you "I was thinking to bring you to my club. Y'know? Get some party going and all that jazz, but if you're passed out like this there's no way that can happen, right?" he turned his body towards you and poke your cheek playfully "N' seeing you sleepy makes me sleepy too! so I guess I will sleep with you now." he lay on his back, staring into the open space above the both of you "... Y'know, every time you sleep, or well... away, I got extra lonely," his eyes flutters as sleepiness started to crept to his eyes "I didn't expect you'll give me that kind of effect, y'know? especially when I first met 'cha. I expect we'll simply chill around, get spicy here n' there, then I'll log out... like usual," he yawned and his eyes glances towards you, expression softened "But when I got to know you, It's like... you put a spell on me. And it was annoying as hell! Me? The God Almighty Delisaster? Being a simp?" he snorted and laughing to himself "Yea that statement ended up not aging well at all. I feel like a beta male now, yikes!" he turned his head, eyes droopy and soft smile on his face "... But then again, what's wrong with that, right?" he scooted closer, leaning slightly onto you "... With you, I seems to relearn a lot of things again. How to... ugh, be gentleman," he gags sarcastically "Or learning how to wash my own clothes. Honestly, why the fuck did you make me do that? I have a bunch of aides to do my bidding, you know that!" he laughed again, but as the time passed by his expression becomes slightly saddened "And... you made me relearn... how to love," he snorted again, finding himself to be funny "It's so cringe to say that out loud, didn't it?" he stroked your cheek, his eyes radiating with a mixture of sadness and adoration "... I'm know that my personal magic is not as cool as my bros... I know pops think that I'm the weakest link, the bottom-fragger... It's fucking sucks, y'know?" he sighed "There's supposed to be this line of hierarchy among us. The first minced the second, the second stabbed the third, the third... poison, yeah... poisoned the fourth. That guy used to inject me with his weird concoction when I was a child." he chuckled, his face darkened "By that logic, I should've been considered stronger than the lil' Domi, right? I dunno, the fourth impale the fifth? But no, of course not. Because for some twisted sort of luck my little brother has stronger magic than me," he laughed but his is voice wavered slightly, eyes closing "I stopped practicing my magic... because why even try? I'm weak anyway. It's better to enjoy life while I can before pops uh... I dunno, discard me? I don't know if he would do that... but he already has my heart. So why wouldn't he, right?" thin smile slowly formed in his face "But well... at least I have you, don't I?" he mumble, hand reaches to grab yours and hold it tightly "You... accept me as I am. You made me feel like a king. Like, nothing will ever bother me anymore. No insult in the world will ever made a dent of me now. Now I have you! you're my... therapy animal? Haha, you'll kill me if you heard that, right?" his voice is now barely a whisper as sleepiness slowly overtaking him "𝙇𝙚𝙩'𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙤𝙣, 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙝?"

D O M I N A B L O W E L I V E 💧

"Oh, you're asleep," he closed the book he's been reading and smiles "You'll get a sore neck if you sleep like that, why don't you sleep over here?" he gently guided your head to fall onto his lap, trying to stifle a giggle while doing so "You're so cute... we have to go to our dorm soon, but why don't you sleep for a bit more before we did that? I will wake you up in an hour, okay?" he brushes his finger through your hair, his smile is gentle "You seems so peaceful.. did you feel safe with me? I hope you do..." he rubbed his thumb to your ear "It makes me happy to think that you feels safe enough to be this relaxed..." he mumbled quietly "It makes me happy that there's someone whom is not scared of me..." "... If I think about it, you used to fear me a lot, didn't you?" he averts his eyes as embarrassment crept up inside him "I didn't blame you... I used to act cold around you, raise my voice a lot, be distant... I thought if I did that you'll be safe from people that want to target me, but my action ended up hurting you, making you cry..." his voice breaks as his eyes wavered, thinking about the past "... Anyway, I didn't tell you about this because I don't want you to worry about me, but... I go to the prison yesterday, to visit my father and... I guess also my brothers," he snorted and rolled his eyes "They're the whole package after all," sigh escape his mouth as he closed his eyes, hands brushing your hair with his fingers "Father refused my visitation. It.. hurts, but it's no longer as painful as it was a few times before. I think I have slowly grown to accept it," he glances towards the open space above him, thinking to himself "As for my brother... I thought they also would reject me as well. But surprisingly they didn't, and... it was actually rather nice?" confusion flashes in his eyes and his brows knitted together, unable to believe the word he's saying himself "I don't know if they're slowly turning a new leaf or they're actually not as bad as I remembered them to be, but they seems... normal. And I had a somewhat great conversation with them." a small smile formed in his lips, he looks at you and pinched your cheek gently "I wonder if you're my good luck charm?" he laughed, his eyes smile as he does so "After I met you, all sorts of crazy things happened around me. Many of them are overwhelming, sometimes it even upsets me. But your presence by my side makes all of it bearable, and now my life is finally... perfect. I had friends, I reconcile with my brother and even befriend Mash, I got my freedom, I can finally recover from my past, and..." he leans forward, whisper softly into your ears "... I finally had a place to call home, which is you," he gave your temple a long kiss, his eyes is filled with adoration "... I used to be so cruel to you. I... don't deserve your forgiveness. But you gave me one, along with your love... I can never thank you enough, even if I die," his hand shakes slightly as tears build up in his eyes "But, if you allow me... Let me be your rock. Use me as your anchor when your sea is storming. Let me be your sword in your adventure. I promised to always cheris, love, and protect you. I will give you everything, absolutely everything..." "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙧, 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙣, 𝙢𝙮 𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮."

C E L L W A R 💎

"... This brat, sleeping whenever they pleases," he grumbled as he draped the blanket on top of you "Honestly, how can you be so relaxed, sleeping in a dangerous place like this?" he picked up your body bridal-style and go to his room to lay you on his bed "You're so reckless. I wonder where you get that from? I can't always protect you! The castle is a dangerous place for weak people like you," his face darkened slightly as he brushed your hair with his finger "If one of the young masters found you... at best, you'll be killed. At worst..." his word hangs in the hair, his tone is low and brooding he let out a exasperated sighs and tossed the thorns in his hair to the side "... You didn't need to hear that, even in your sleep," he lied besides you, hands supporting his head as he peered over your face "... You seems at peace. I wonder if the blanket is warm enough for you?" his face becomes solemn as he's lost in his own thoughts "... I wonder how does it feels to be warm..." "Well, it's useless to ponder on such a ridiculous thoughts," he sighed slightly, he put his palm on your stomach and gave it a soothing pat "Warmth is for the living, so is comfort. I'm nothing but a living corpse, or I guess you prefer to call me... what did you said again before? a 'hot zombie'?" he chuckles, his brow furrowed in slight irritation though he is smiling "Your brain is really bizzare. It pops out the weirdest thought and somehow you seems to think that it's normal to say it out loud," he snorted and laughed to himself "Well, I guess that made you fun to be around, I guess." he lay his head to the pillow and sighed "Fun... that's the feeling only you could gave me," he closed his eyes "Working with Master is gratifying and humbling, of course. He resurrected me, gave me life in turn for my undying loyalty. But, I wouldn't say that it is... enjoyable." his brows knit together in irritation "Again... I shouldn't be thinking of useless thought, aren't I?" he sighed again, his eyes opened and glances and sneak a peek at your face "You know, ever since I was resurrected, I never dream anymore... I always thought that it might be the side effect of being a living dead, and I suppose it might be better for me to not dream anyway, since I'm sure it will be littered with nightmares, but..." his expression softened and his hand goes up to stroke your cheek "... Yesterday, I just had my first dream... and you're in it," he closed his eyes as his hand stroke your face gently "In my dream, I'm wearing some sort of uniform... and bringing a carton full of milk. I think I'm a milkman? That's so ridiculous, right?" he chuckled "After I finished my last delivery, I ride my bike and go to a small block of apartment. I think in my dream that's where I live. Because I unlocked one of the door and... there you are, in it," he was silent for a minute as he's stuck with his own thoughts " We had a dinner together in the sofa, washes the dishes together, and cuddle on the bed until we dozed off. It was so... peaceful." he smiled with a sad expression "... Yeah, this why I shouldn't be dreaming. Dream can bring... unnecessary thoughts and feelings. I should do my best to forget about it, since it will potentially hinder my performance, But..." he leans forward and gives your lips a chaste kiss, a dreamy smile in his face "Seeing you this peaceful... I just can't help but entertain that thought." "𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙄 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪."

I got this idea from somewhere else, and trying out this new layout since I'm just focusing onto the dialogue when I wrote this. I hope it's not confusing for you to read!

I go with a villain angle when I'm writing this so that's why you might find some of the dialogue to be a tad bit creepy. I really wanted it to be in-character so I reread the manga a whole lot while I wrote this lol I almost gagged when I tried to write Delisaster my boo like why did u talk like that omg I hope you like my potrayal of each character!

I had fun writing this one, and I hope you'll enjoy it too🍀

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KALOPSIA ✦ DR3

Kalopsia, a Greek term that encapsulates the enchanting phenomenon of seeing something as more beautiful than it truly is. In matters of love, kalopsia paints an exquisite portrait of romantic delusion— a state where the heart, intoxicated by affection, transforms the ordinary into the extraordinary. It's the magic that turns a shared gaze into a symphony of stars and a simple touch into a dance of cosmic forces. In the realm of kalopsia, love is not just seen; it's felt in the kaleidoscope of emotions that color the world with a unique, intoxicating brilliance.

✦ PAIRING: daniel ricciardo x famous!latina!reader

✦ PIT BOARD: social media au | ✦ FC: becky g

✦ TRACK LIMITS: female!reader, fluff, mentions of sexual acts, age gap, language, internet meanies, angst if you squint.

✦ MAY'S RADIO: Holii loves! Happy Valentine's Day in advance to those who celebrate! ❤️ And to those who don't -like me- Happy Galentine's Day! Feliz San Solterín! or, Happy random February day! 🙈 Here's a little treat for y'all! I know it's been almost two months, and I'm so sorry! But I got a new job and it's been stressful ngl + my work hours aren't the best and I get home super late. So please, have patience with me and with the next chapters! I haven't given up on this and I have so much planned 😊 Let me know what you guys think of this chapter! ❤️

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JUNE 10, 2021

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yourinstagram 🌧 the I Quit Drinking music video with thisislany is out now (apparently we were really upset about about not being able to pop bottles? 😂)

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pauljasonklein didn’t trip once yay! yourinstagram ily lil sis! “i quit drinking” out everywhere now x

userA "lil sis" lmao everyone who started shit last year about them rn: 🤡

danielricciardo the first 1000 replays are mine alone 🥰

user I'm so obsessed with this song, been repeating more than 10x a day🙌❤️

user2 userig we are totally jamming y/n tomorrow, you better be ready

kelseaballerini THIS IS STUNNING

user3 I listened to this song yesterday over 100 times laying by the pool. BEST SONG ❤️❤️❤️❤️

halsey you're both amazing ❤️

user4 Thank you so much for this! We always look for that perfect song that represents something or someone in our life. I’ve been searching for a long time and this song perfectly represents my ex and my past relationship to a “T” and why I had to quit drinking.

chloestroll Amazing work! 🔥❤️

user5 isn't this the dude who she cheated on her bf with last year? lol

userA apparently it wasn't just last year 😂

kaceymusgraves I love the way you're willing to take risk yourinstagram, this is your time. I'm so happy for you! ❤️

user6 Goosebumps

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JULY 1, 2021

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yourinstagram Your light brightens my world and your spirit is as infectious as your laughter ❤️ Cheers to you, my love! Feliz cumpleaños, mi vida! 🥳🎂

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danielricciardo Gracias for being my brightest light, my love ❤️

marcusmumford happy lap around the sun flashman 🥳

user ai que gato 😍

daxshepard Happy birthday Aussie boy 😘

user2 happy birthday fellow July born

user3 vocês são tão fofos juntos!

user4 🥂🍾 HBD Honey Badger 🥂🍾 Love you from Thailand 🇹🇭

ausgp HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OUR FAVORITE AUSSIE!! ❤️

user5 omg omg max liked 😱

chloestroll Happy birthday DR! 🥳🍾

user6 what was he doing in that last video yourinstagram 😂

yourinstagram that day he visited me in the studio and ryantedder let him be the producer for a few minutes, and well, it was chaos 😂❤️

martingarrix 🥳🍾❤️

user7 THE BABY BADGER WITH A FERRARI SHIRT?? WHAT IS AIR?!

yourinstagram A philosopher once said: Everybody is a Ferrari fan...❤️ userA are you a Ferrari fan yourinstagram? yourinstagram aren't we all? I'm a Tifosa at heart ❤️ user7 OMG OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU ANSWER ME

itsvittoriasousa Iza says: Happy birthday, Tío Danny! danielricciardo 🥳

yourmomsinstagram Feliz cumpleaños Danielito! ❤️ next time you come around, a big cake and a plate of your favorite meal will be waiting for you!

user8 LO QUE LOS AMO ES INMENSURABLE!!

conangray HBD DAD

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AUGUST 25, 2021

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yourinstagram i've been very very busy ☀️🏝️🌿🏞️❤️

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user they're so precious and I will fight anyone who disagrees

user2 THAT NOTE!!!! 😭 just the most darling ugh I can't with them

nina well deserved ❤️

itsvittoriasousa those little toes in the havainas 😭❤️

yourinstagram I KNOOOOW!!! I CAN'T HANDLE IT 😭😭😭

danielricciardo Being your co-pilot on this is a mix of thrill and questionable decisions 🤷‍♂️ Let's do it all over again, shall we?

yourinstagram "questionable decisions" is all you 🙈 I'm an angel 😇 landonorris wasn't lucifer an angel? yourinstagram mclaren come pick up your kid, it's past his bedtime mclaren 👀👀👀

user3 "BIG DICK" I'M SCREAMING!!!!!! WHO GOT HIM THAT SHIRT??

user4 get that d girl 🔥🔥

evalongoria I love seeing you being happy ❤️

user5 does she have to flaunt every little message he leaves her? those are personal, attention seeking behavior lmao

user6 look at my pookie floating in the river 😍 I also wanna be held by daniel while I sit on his lap 😭

charles_leclerc next time you're in town we should all go karting 😊

userA sharls what are you doing here???? 😂 userB not my man out here shooting his shot in public lmaooo userC nah girl he's a known y/n-girlie, he's just trying to look cool meanwhile he's probably fangirling right now 🤣 joris_trouche can confirm userC 😂

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kymillman F1'S MOST POPULAR COUPLE?

My post of this couple on Friday was my biggest of the day by a mile! Will it be again today? Fellow Western Australian Daniel Ricciardo and Latin Superstar Y/N L/N arriving together for Saturday's Sprint Race (1st. photo) where Daniel managed to finish 3rd., and were seen again this morning walking around the Italian paddock before the race, where Daniel starts in P2.

For A3 prints, hand-signed & numbered by a range of drivers/team principals head to kymillman.com #f1 #formula1 #signedprints #monzagp #DanielRiccardo #Y/NL/N

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user love their height difference 🥰 i wanna put her in my pocket 🤏🏽

user2 She's so stunning omgggg 😍

user3 This is just ridiculous her mind and her style and how cute she is, beyond anything else on the grid

user4 She is a wannabe singer following him like a dog to every race.

userA sorry I can't hear your whinning over her 3 grammy's, 2 golden globes nominations, 9 latin grammy's and other multiple awards 🙂

user4 gawdddd dayhuummmmm 😍😍😍 the girl is pretty good too I guess

user5 is it hot or cold in italy?? I can't decide with what she's wearing

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yourinstagram MONZA WINNER BABYYYY!!! 🍾🍾🍾 From the roar of the engines to the victory kiss, every moment with you is a celebration and sharing these victories with you is my favorite kind of joy ❤️🏆 Beyond proud of my champion danielricciardo for this incredible weekend!! Look at that dazzling smile 😍 Monza wasn't just a race; it was a masterpiece of determination and talent, a testament to your dedication and passion for this sport and your team. Monza is for the dreamers, and you, my love, have made our dreams dance on this iconic track. 🏁

The Honey Badger never 👏🏽 left 👏🏽❤‍🔥

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danielricciardo thank you for always being in my corner, mi amor! Ti amo all'infinito ❤️

user english, spanish and italian; the polyglot romeo 😂❤️

yourinstagram Also, congrats to mclaren for their 1-2! 🧡

mclaren you were our lucky charm this weekend 🧡

jensonbutton Ricky Bobby did it again!

user "Monza is for the dreamers" WHY AM I CRYING SO HARD?? YOU'RE SO RIGHT Y/N

landonorris That was fun, let's do it again but I'm coming first next time danielricciardo

userA WHAT DID HE SAAAAAAY??!! 👀👀 maxfewtrell mate, do you even read what you write before you post things? userB "but I'm coming first next time" SJKLDJFKAS

user2 I can't explain the scream I let out when he jumped down from his car and ran straight to where she was to kiss her

user3 me entró un árbol entero en el ojo 😭

user4 quien pudiera ser ella para que daniel corra a plantarle tremendo beso 😪

lilymhe congrats to my wife's boyfriend! 🥳

alexalbon 🤨❓ yourinstagram did she stutter alexalbon? 👀

user5 bestie give him the best night of his life and blow his mind off for us, he deserves it 🤭😭

carmenmmundt Dining out again is a must next time we see each other! Also, congrats to Daniel 👏🏻😊

user6 "It's a team effort, and having her in my team makes all the difference" crying, shaking, pulling my hair out

userA they keep showing me that I've never really been loved 🫠

user7 she's so real for dedicating "willow" to him in her stories and simping for him 🥴 because honestly I'd do the same

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OCTOBER 6, 2021

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danielricciardo Happy birthday to this gangster! 🎉 You're officially a year older, wiser, and stuck with me. Here's to more laughter, adventures, and convincing you that my dance moves are, in fact, impressive. Cheers to you, mi amor! 🥳🎂❤️

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yourinstagram Stuck with you? More like blessed to be on this wild ride with someone that makes every moment an adventure! Te amo una galaxia entera! ❤️

scottyjames31 Daniel is a tiny bit less annoying because of you yourinstagram 😛 Sending massive birthday vibes your way, Sparky!

user if these two ever break up, we riot.

userA both of them posting each other's baby pics I CAN'T

marcusstoinis HBD Sparky! 🥳

userA I saw Scotty called her Sparky too, so that means his mates gave her a nickname?? 🥺 userB userA she did spend a few months in 🇦🇺 and she was part of the lockdown challenges the guys used to do + they've been together for some time now 😊 userC this is so so fucking adorable omg

kristenanniebell happy birthday gorgeous ❤️

user2 why is she with my man??? why can't I be her???

kylieminogue cheers to you, my darling! yourinstagram 🎉❤️

user3 bro r u kidding

gerihalliwellhorner Wishing you the happiest of birthdays yourinstagram! May your day be as bright and wonderful as your spirit ❤️

user4 this fucking caption man

user5 You should focus on driving better than on this nonsense.

pierregasly feliz cumpleaños mon ami yourinstagram

mclaren Happy birthday, Y/N! 🧡

user6 you gunna marry her

user7 Mate, you made a stupid move and now it has backfired. You should've stayed at RB FFS !! It's so painful to watch you struggle on each and every race weekend from a fan's POV and you keep getting distracted with this girl 🤧🤧😮‍💨

user8 I always knew she would find someone better than who-shall-not-be-named

chloestroll yourinstagram your presence lights up every room, and your kindness touches every heart. May this year bring you all the joy and fulfillment you deserve, babe! Happy birthday! 🥳❤️

trevornoah Happy birthday to the incredible Y/N!

user9 happy birthday mrs. honey badger!! 🥳🥳🥳

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f1gossippofficial Daniel arrived at the paddock this Sunday, accompanied by his current girlfriend Y/N (entered through separate gates), the girl was also at the McLaren garage on Friday! She was accompanied by her friends!

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user she understood the assignment

user2 The dedication to the tradition and the sheer adorableness is unmatched.

user3 in Y/N we trust 🙌

user4 What the hell is she even wearing? She should have just showed up in booty shorts because that skirt is too short, maybe she wants to impress the other drivers more i guess 😂

userA user4 i don't necessarily like her but that's literally such a dumb reason to hate on her 💀

user5 Y/N showing up in a cowboy-inspired outfit with Daniel is the level of couple coordination we didn't know we needed

user6 they arrived separately

f1gossippofficial They just entered through different gates, but they arrived together 🤷‍♀️

user7 Cowboy chic just got a whole new meaning

user8 she looks so cheap lol

user9 daniel ricciardo and his shadow

user10 She's always gorgeous. No wonder these haters are jealous haha

user11 Y/N stepping into the cowboy tradition with Daniel at the Austin GP is the sweetest thing!

user12 the amount of hate this girl gets is absurd!!! you dont know her. are you all seriously this deluded and jealous?!?! get a life she's a gorgeous girl who has done nothing wrong leave the poor girl alone

userA she's a cheater and a liar, Daniel deserves so much better userB userA do you have proof of what you're accusing her of? where you there to witness it when it happened? no? so shut the hell up

user13 Did anyone else's heart melt seeing them in their cowboy outfits? They're like a modern-day Bonnie and Clyde, but with way more style. Love it!

user14 I can't understand how people keep criticizing a person and relationship that they don't even know. If the girl can afford to be in all the GP's then congratulations, it's her life, not ours. Stop being so intense with a relationship that is not even yours, live your way and let others live theirs. Let's just enjoy the sport and respect drivers private life

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user I think the scariest thing is that it actually suits ya 😂

user2 El sonrisas

daxshepard same time next year?

user3 everything was good until I saw her in the girl's pic ugh 🙄🤢

user4 BLAKE ❤️❤️❤️

user5 you couldn't get that smile off of his face if you tried

user6 are Daniel and Y/N still in texas???

user7 great pics & your Y/N looks so cute!!! ❤️👻😍

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sofiavergara Brilla y nunca dejes de hacerlo ❤️🌟

rosalia.vt Reina, siempre has sido oro. Sigue brillando con todo tu arte ✨💖

user can someone translate what she's saying for the non-spanish spearkers please? 🥲

userA "Ay, to be honest, I'm not worth it... I'm worth my weight in gold, dammit!" 😊

karolg Grítalo mami!!!!

user2 she really said: idgaf what y'all think of me, I know I'm THAT bitch! 💅 And I respect her so much for it 👏

shakira Totalmente de acuerdo, Y/N! Eres oro puro. ✨

selenagomez You've always been pure gold, babe. Keep shining ❤️

rubendias 💙

manuelturizo acá reina, se te calló esto 👑

user3 Eres más valiosa que anything in the whole universe

llane eres un tesoro inigualable, hermanita ❤️

lali a vos se te reza 🧎‍♀️

maluma Exactamente, hermana. Tu valor es como el oro, irremplazable. I love you ❤️

jbalvin Que siga brillando fuerte esa estrella tuya, hermanita 🌟

user4 I'm gonna sit here waiting patiently for Daniel's comment so I can know everything is alright and that we shouldn't panic 🫠🫠🫠

userA it's been more than 5 hours and no comment yet, but he did give it a like though

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user DANIELITO MADE IT TO THE POST, DAN-Y/N NATION!!!!! 😭

userA we can breath now, we are NOT children of divorce!!! 😭❤️

badbunny ¡Pa'rriba siempre, Y/N! Que este año nuevo te traiga pura buena vibra y éxito. 🚀💫

user2 MOTHER ❤️

user3 The photo with Dan sitting on the floor and leaning on Y/N's leg while she's running her hands through his hair gave me extra years of life 😭

taylorswift Your spirit shines so bright, and I'm excited for all the wonderful moments this year will bring us. I love you! ✨💖

luisfonsi Happy New Year, Y/N! Que este nuevo año te traiga más éxitos y alegrías 🥂

corey_wilson Happy New Year!

charles_leclerc maman I've made it 😎 Bonne année Y/N!

pierregasly I demand another lap and another photo because I'm not on this one yourinstagram 😤 Bonne année mon ami! ❤️

userA piEEEEERREE gasLYYYYYY!! userB did they all go go-karting? Rue when was this? 🧐 userC it was only Charles, Pierre, Daniel and George! It was in Austin userD so you're telling me they were all together and this is the only photo we have?

georgerussell63 pierregasly I'm not in the photo either! she destroyed you mate, admit it 😂 And I also demand a new one yourinstagram 🤨

fioamato Happy New Year filled with lots of love and laughter 🎊💖

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Making up after an argument

Fandom: Haikyuu

Pairing: Atsumu X Fem!reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Fluff

Format: One Shot

Warnings: None

Word Count: 0.9K

A/n: This was actually written months ago, but I totally forgot about it—

He doesn't understand this. He doesn't know why youre being so dramatic about something so silly. Its not like he did it intentionally, it was just an accident! He didn't put all the white clothes and other colored ones in the washing machine at the same time on purpose, he just wasn't paying attention to it!

And that was exactly what you were upset about.

He never payed attention to things he wasn't interested in. If the topic was not about volleyball, food or things like that, you would lose him the minute you start talking, and its annoying. Yes! You do understand that some things might not be attractive/interesting to him but still! He was your boyfriend! Couldn't he at least pretend that he was paying attention to you? Its not like you actually give a damn about his stupid volleyball career either! And that's exactly what you told him when you lost your temper and then realized you went too far,but he was gone before you could even apologize.

"Ya know what? Fuck ya and yer stupid clothes, y/n! "

He immediately left the apartment and didn't give you a chance to argue back, let alone say sorry; and that's why you ended up waiting for him being worried sick until 3AM, and then went to bed all alone, wondering if he has a place to crash at.

In the morning, you sigh in relief when you see him curled up on the couch. Sure, you would prefer to wake up next to him on the bed when his breathings gives you goosebumps, but at least he was home. You slowly walk toward him and gently shake him, until he opens his eyes, realizing its you, and goes back to sleep again, not even bothering to say anything.

"Babe" You say, while gently moving your fingers in his hair "Go sleep on the bed, you're gonna catch a cold"

"Leave me alone" He says, putting a small pout on his lips and then turns his back to you which makes you sigh, but for a different purpose this time.

You get that hes upset, but you weren't happy either. You had every right to be mad at him, but you were also aware of the fact that you pushed the wrong button, by calling his dream of being the best setter ever "stupid". Volleyball meant the world to your boyfriend and you're not clueless about it, and that is why youre going to let him get away with it.

Just this time.

Without a warning, you move him back to the position he used to be in and let your head rest on his arm while placing his hands around you. His pout becomes even wider, and starts sending daggers at your direction, which makes you chuckle a bit. "Ok, but giving me the same look you give your brother when he eats your share of food is not gonna work" "Whatever. Ain't talkin to ya anymore" He says and then looks away from you, which leads to his eyes landing on your picture on the wall, that was taken in Paris, after they won a match. You looked happy, cheering for him while he scored four points with the help of his incredible serves. Where you just pretending? Or... Are you just not into him anymore?

"Baby! Stop thinking and just talk to me!" You whine, giving him a slight peck on the lips. When you see him remaining silent for a few seconds, you decide to be the first one to talk. "Look, honey. I'm truly sorry... Its just that I've been under a lot of pressure and I need you to be around... But you're always ditching me, saying you have to practice or hang out with your friends and I've been feeling...left out" You pause, watching as his expression becomes softer and a slight bit of guilt appears in the way he looks at you. "I... Do understand that volleyball means a lot to you, and I shouldn't have said something like that. I'm really sorry and I hope you forgive me..."

Great. Now he's feeling guilty about it.

He gets it. He knows that hes been spending more time on volleyball than with you, and he knows that it's annoying. He didn't do it on purpose, but that doesn't make it less annoying. Maybe he had gone to far too, by leaving you on read when you message him during his practices, or by getting home really late, and finding you on the couch, waiting for him.

"It's fine doll... I guess that was my bad too..." He says, before leaning toward you and burying his face in the crook of your neck. You smile at his reaction, knowing that he has forgiven you already and you don't have to cry for his attention anymore. One of the things you loved about him was that he never kept you around, waiting.

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The Lady Whistledown Papers: 1x06 Swish (Part 4)

Welcome back, Gentle Readers, to The Lady Whistledown Papers, where I’m taking an in-depth look at Penelope Featherington and Colin Bridgerton’s character arcs and romance within the show Bridgerton!

For previous issues, follow tag : The Lady Whistledown Papers

No pity remarks for this one, let's dig into it...

After Dinner

Prudence's singing. I'm crying. It's so hilariously bad. And I appreciate that it's actually bad. I'm tired of people singing in things trying to be 'bad' but they just sound weirdly off but still on pitch or something. No, this is truly awful singing and I love it. Everyone's reaction shots are truly amazing. I love that Colin is like - yup, not sure what I expected but this seems about right.

The cinematography of this shot! This is a masterful little moment, omg. The way Penelope is framed by the silhouettes of Colin and Marina -- and that Colin is leaning into Marina in what feels like an intimate push in. And the sadness on Penelope's face... the way she's ignoring the comedy of Prudence's singing because she's so fixated on Colin and Marina and wrestling with herself on what to do... This is an amazing shot. Visual storytelling at its finest.

Colin is telling Marina he'll be right back, but I want to know where he's going. They're in the Featherington Home, not the Bridgerton place. Does he need to use a chamber pot? Do the next two scene really happen while he needs to pee?? He clearly needs to just get out of the room for the next scene to happen and I don't think anyone ever really notices until you're doing analysis like this, because then it's like, huh, wait... why?

Doesn't really matter... We're focused on Pen and she's watching and she is nervous. She's visibly gearing herself up, making the decision on whether or not she's going to approach him and she sees her moment and takes it.

[Seriously, where was he going? He was about to head up the stairs. Also, can we discuss Portia's obsession with yellow? The Featherington's house is all yellows. Btw, in the book she likes yellow because it's a 'happy' color.]

Pen heads out after Colin, and asks if he's got a moment. His first reaction is completely -- yes, of course, (I don't need to pee that bad, I just wanted to get out of that room and away from your sister's singing, lol). No, but seriously, he calls her Pen again, and has such a note of concern in his voice. And I can't reiterate this enough -- for the time period, for the society that they're in, the ease in which this conversation starts is kind of remarkable. There are no formalities here. Just an established relationship and familiarity.

Everything about that dinner had been formal and by the book. Everyone was playing a part, downplaying their own thoughts and feelings because they are in an era where there are proper ways of doing things. But these two don't play by any of those rules. They don't need to - because the bond has been there since childhood.

Anyway... can I take a second and say how much I love how this shot is set up? I love the candles lit in the room that's between them. It almost feels like a romantic moment.

Penelope states she has a delicate matter she doesn't really want to bring up, but feels like she must.

Colin can very much sense the seriousness in Pen, and tries to ease the situation with a bit of (self-deprecating, fwiw) humor. It's no doubt that there probably have been little jokes like this before -- where Pen (and probably Eloise) have teased him about such a thing like food on his face. But he knows that's not what this really is -- he's trying to ease the situation, and make her feel okay for telling him, whatever it is. I don't think he has a clue as to what it is and it's genuinely confusing, but it's Pen, and she's clearly upset about something.

Penelope is very nervous about this confrontation. Her voice is a little shaky and she rushes through an explanation about how she hasn't had a chance to talk to him since the engagement was announced. And for a moment -- you may think Pen might spill the beans on the pregnancy. But she doesn't. She doesn't land that blow, because that'll be the most devastating thing she can do, so she's trying another approach. Something that might be a tad more palatable to swallow (and be less scandal than a pregnancy and entrapment).

Penelope tells him that Marina is in love with someone else. And at first there's a look of utter shock on his face - as his eyes flicker to the drawing room, where Marina is. Penelope continues her explanation, stating that she knows because she's seen the letters between them, and spills all the info on George Crane. And she's still so nervous as she says all of this -- talking fast, rambling a bit, she just needs to get it out. She's also apologetic, because she doesn't want him to be hurt by this info.

And while, yes, she's doing this out of her own feelings for him, she does truly care about him and his well being. She doesn't want to see him unhappy -- which will be what ultimately happens if he does marry Marina.

And here's the thing THE THING about this moment. He's so gone in his own delusions and fantasies her words aren't really landing BUT the first thing he does is sense how frantic she's being and makes it a point to calm her down. Before he talks about how he's feeling -- he makes it about her. He gives her an easy smile, TAKES HER HAND and tells her how good she is to him.

I can't get over that -- he's recognizing (even if in his mind it's friendship) that she has his best interest at heart. And appreciates that she's had the courage to tell him all of that. He doesn't outright dismiss her warning and ignore how she feels about it -- he recognizes it and makes her more comfortable, even if what she just told him could be life altering.

And, again, I have to state they went for the wide shot here, even though we don't see them holding hands, you can tell that he reaches for hand (which, again, big deal for this time period). But also we have that beautiful framing with the lights in between them. It's subtly a romantic(-esque) moment between the two of them.

And... then we get into Colin being so caught up with his own fantasy land that her words just don't matter. At first he claims it's trivial -- he's flirted countless times with other girls, and it's never been serious. There's no reason Marina couldn't have flirted with other guys. To Colin, flirting is just that -- flirting, and should never be taken that seriously.

But Pen doubles down (look, I love Colin to pieces, but she is by far the smarter one out of the two of them) and says that they're in LOVE. It's not a harmless flirtation. It's also not in the past. What she's trying to say -- but won't do it outright because she wants him to come to this conclusion on his own -- is that Marina doesn't love him.

And I mean, there's the crux of it, too. She knows what it's like to be deeply in love with Colin. She's standing right there and expressing it by trying to protect him. Marina isn't doing that at all. But for so many reasons she just can't be straight with her words. She's being as cautious as she can be, trying to help him without giving up the whole big plan or her own feelings.

And then Colin doubles down, because he really doesn't want to be wrong about this. He reiterates that Marina has agreed to marry him, not some other guy. That means something to him in a way that it might not for other people. He stated with Anthony, earlier, something that is true in his heart -- you marry for love. So in his love addled brain, the only reason Marina agreed to his proposal is because she loves him back. He almost can't comprehend anything else.

He also tells Penelope to not worry about it, he's sure of himself and of Marina. Which really is his downfall. It's not a lack of trust with Penelope at all -- he does trust that she has his best interests at heart with the information. But he is too trusting of Marina. He's now ignored his brother, his mother, and his good friend's advice, because he can't be wrong about this.

It's at this point that Marina shows up, and 'catches' Pen and Colin. They both kind of break apart -- because if anyone else caught them, it'd be almost scandalous. (Should we start taking shots for how many times they're alone together without a chaperone?) But it's Marina because she saw Colin leave, and then saw Penelope leave, and Marina is smart. She's very smart. And she's purposely interrupting because she knows Penelope is upset with her about the situation, and while Penelope claimed earlier that she wouldn't do anything to hurt anyone, the two of them have been out in the hallway a long time, and she isn't going to let anyone stand in her way of what she's trying to accomplish...

Colin, of course, brings it back to wit and charm, claiming the party is now better without Prudence's terrible singing (which now can be heard again, as a bit of levity in this heavier moment). Marina says that Portia is asking for Penelope. Is she? Possibly. But idk, she may have wondered out loud where did Penelope go, but I don't think Portia gives all that much thought to Penelope and her sneaking out of social situations.

The non-verbal things you can actually read in Penelope... it's a masterclass, really. She knows what Marina is doing. She doesn't want to leave the two of them alone together. But she can't deny a request from her mother. And, oh, does she stare Marina down in this moment. She failed in her attempt to get through to Colin, and she's running out of options...

Penelope and Colin share a final look, and she's unsure about leaving, but Colin kind of nods reassurance to her, it'll be fine. He's completely misunderstanding her, but, well, he kind of does want to be alone with Marina, so she shuffles off, frustrated.

Marina, meanwhile, has her own agenda.

As I'll probably end up saying a thousand times, Colin is a pretty empathetic soul, who really wants to help people. He thinks his worth is brought about by how much service he can provide for others. But where he trips up is that he isn't always understanding of authenticity. Because Marina is completely playing to understanding this during this scene.

Colin notes her unhappiness, and the first thing he does is apologize -- for his family not being 100% supportive of her or of them.

And here's my thing about Marina. I think here are some grains of truth buried in some of this. I do think it does hurt her that her family doesn't want her, and that the Featheringtons have been a general pain in the ass, and she seems to have lost her one ally (Penelope) during all of this. But she lays it on thick, because she knows it'll lock Colin in even more. She knows he needs to save her, and what she does need is saving. So, she's going to play it up the best she can.

The big kicker is when she says that she doesn't feel like she's accepted by his family. Because that's going to kickstart something in his brain. Now they're Romeo and Juliet. Now they're stilted lovers that are pushing against the world to make their love survive. Now it's just them in a world that doesn't want them to be.

And this TOTALLY plays on Colin's sense of romanticism. He's ready to be the romantic hero and say fuck the rest of them, you and I are family, you and I can be on our own, and start our own family, and we don't need anyone or anything else in the world.

And this is where Marina goes from half truths to deceiving him. She does say that all she wants is to be married to him, that isn't a lie, not really. But it's to save herself from her situation. Not at all out of love. She's glad that Colin is a kind soul, it'll make the marriage easier, but she has no real feelings for him. And she's manipulating his to get what she wants.

She then goes into complete lies -- claiming that she wants to be married this minute so that they could be alone and hold each other in their arms. Again, she's being calculated to play up his emotions, and that deep seeded romanticism. But it's all so that she can hurry the marriage along, and so that she can get to seducing him. Because that's an added element here. She has to get him into bed rather quickly, and if he won't until marriage, well then, they better get on that, too.

Oh man, is she playing him...

Because what does he do next? Well, what did Romeo and Juliet do? They eloped... So he and Marina could elope and they could be together away from the world and its rules and expectations and families and friends who have their doubts... He suggests running off to Scotland where (I guess?) it's possible to get married without having to do all the things necessary back in Mayfair.

I kind of wonder if she knew about the Scotland option? I wonder if it was an idea she had with George? Whether she knew or not, she was pushing him to get to this point -- to where elopement seems like not only the best but the only option they have.

And he's so excited to have thought of it. And ideas start rushing to him, and he starts spitting out how they could runaway and even though they'll get push back upon return, it'll be fine. They'll be married. What is better than that?

(Btw, I kind of love that you can see his entire thought process on his face, how he's trying to rationalize, for just a moment, as he thinks of what Anthony's reaction could be, and then his fantasies just take over again as he comes to the conclusion that any actions ending with a marriage to Marina would be the best actions.)

I really love the staging of this next beat. The more excited he gets, the closer he pulls in towards her, as if he's coming closer and closer to realizing what (he thinks) he wants. But Marina is kind of processing, and when she isn't visibly as caught up in this whirlwind as he is, he pulls away. Immediately. And apologizes. There is that kernel of doubt that is in the back of his mind -- the one that Anthony, Violet, and Penelope have put there.

Marina sense this immediately, though, and quickly pulls him back into the haze. She was just momentarily caught off guard (that this plan is working so well). She says it's exactly what she wants -- and again, she's not lying. but she's not being truthful about her own feelings, either.

And then Marina gives her biggest lie. She says she loves the idea. But then she also straight up says 'I love you'. Which is the epitome of what he wants to hear. And his mind is made up. Done. He'll put his affairs in order in the next day, and they'll be off.

Close the book on that one, it's over...

The hug at the end is interesting. We don't need to see what Colin is thinking/feeling we really know. But Marina's reaction is not one of love or ecstasy. It's one of relief.

Everything is coming together, just how she wants it, even at the expense of Colin and his feelings. The thing I find the most interesting is that Marina is a very calculated person. Everything she does in this scene is very carefully done so she can get Colin to the place she wants. But there's one variable she can't control and won't ever see coming... Lady Whistledown.

But more on that in the next one ;)

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I thought after GMMTV confirmed The Trainee's colors, I wouldn't have anything to write about this week but then Ryan woke up to visions of Jane in (Jane's) blue

And wore the 2022 "More than Friends, Less Than Lovers" Shirt-of-the-Year (@dribs-and-drabbles, we are both happy about this!), and somehow, I still have lots to write about their colors!

Because Jane has been hiding his true color in plain sight!

So even though we saw him hiding it this episode, once again, behind a facade of professionalism,

He was the bluest he has ever been.

It's clear to everyone else that Ryan likes him (since Ryan is waking up and wearing his color on his day off!), and Jane likes him (look at the pink circle of LOVE!)

Jane still questions to what extent Ryan likes him.

And although I wanted them to get hit with the Blinding Light of Love in the scene where Jane gives Ryan the shoes.

They came closer to an understanding of what is happening between them.

Like a Light Bulb of Love Like

So even though Jane is openly showing his blueness a bit more, next week might help me understand why he was hiding it in the first place.

And while everyone else is trying to ignore the situation happening in front of their work salads, Ryan is wearing . . . pink? purple? pink-purple?! Either way, Ryan is in love and cannot look the other way as someone speaks to his Blue Boy.

But who knows? Maybe that man is Jane's "brother"

And either way, Ryan is doing better than Mee who unlike Ryan who has picked up Jane's color, Mee lost her color (and her cool) a bit this episode.

She was blue and purple, but not her normal Pink Person self.

Yet the only time she was truly herself (pink) was when she was with Judy.

I am a JudyMee truther, so I'm rooting for my little HR violators, but even with my rose-colored glasses off, I saw the only time Mee smiled this episode and stayed in pink was when she was speaking to Judy.

Even though their interaction began with a barrier between them, the barrier dissolved as they continued speaking.

And as much as it upset some, the series showed Mee and Judy can still work together well despite the kiss between them (even when Pah is holding grudges for Tae) while Jane and Ryan had the minor hiccup this episode.

The series confirmed Tae is a Brown Boy, so it was nice to see him in that color with Pah and Pie (with the red text shirt!),

So the choice to have Tae grieve his relationship in blue while surrounded by pink is interesting to me.

I wasn't sure if Tae was a Blue Boy or a Brown Boy because of his changing elements, but I see the color choice this episode as a way for the colors to support the narrative that Tae was never going to be nor ever wanted to be the blue boy(friend) that Mee wanted.

A relationship is two (or more) people, but like Jane who hides his color, Tae trying to switch his color and be a better boyfriend now isn't true to who he really is. He likes his job. He likes working long hours. He doesn't have time to go out on dates every day, so to me, the breakup makes sense.

Tae is a predictable and frugal Brown Boy who didn't want to waste a reservation, not a Blue Boy(friend).

And maybe this breakup will help him realize that (he better be wearing brown next week!).

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Adamsapple Week 

Day 2: After the Fall And Jealousy

(Pt. 2 of Taking What's Forbidden)

A/N: Hey! He's part two, again I didn't have time to edit but I don't plan to write anything tomorrow so maybe I can casually edit in my break time. Please do tell me what you think!

Tw: there is mention of Lucifers fall which contains suffering, burning, bleeding, and loosing teeth, there is also mention of Sex but I don't really show any of it! But it that bothers you please skip this part!

Falling From High

Lucifer truly did care for Adam. More then he physically understood. He would look at Adam and see Hope for a future. All that humanity could be and achieve if given the right tools and proper care. Adam was smart. He was good at learning and memorizing things he liked. 

He memorized every animal with ease and would copy their mannerisms and habits to help improve his own experience in Eden, such as swimming like the frog and climbing like a monkey, and even using rocks to break things like Otters. He was so clever! And Lucifer loved that about him. He loved when he could take breaks to watch Adam run around Eden at random with the glowing spheres that could show what is happening in other areas. It was his favorite pastime. 

Well, actually his second favorite. His first favorite were the moments he could sneak away to go to Eden and speak with Adam he's even layed next to him some tights to keep the human warm, held his hand, washed his hair, and showed him how to play the Lyre. Adam was so eager to learn anything Lucifer could teach and it filled the angel with more joy then he could muster to express without just exploding into stardust. 

But after Lilith, he had been busy. Very busy. Deep down he thinks Michael knows what he's been doing and that's why his twin has been bringing him more paperwork and tasks to complete. He had no proof of it being the case, but it was such a Michael thing to do to try and prevent Lucifer from doing anything ‘unnecessary’  or, god forbid, against the rules! Ugh! He adored his brother but his passive aggressive attempts to keep Lucifer in line were obnoxious. 

So the day he was free to visit, without Michael knowing, he teleported down to Eden faster then a blink, shooting out and looking for Adam in his usual places. The willow trees? No. The grove? Nope, the lake? No Adam. The valley of flowers? Nah. The forest? No- oh…

He was distracted from his search for Adam by the sound of crying. Lucifer frowned and flys his way through the trees until he sees not Adam, but Lilith, sitting curled up on a bed of wild flowers  in a clearing, looking up at the moon with sad beautiful eyes. And she was beautiful, Lucifer knew that. He had helped design her of course. Suggested the hair and eye color as well as how tall she was, assuming Adam would appreciate the difference in their looks. 

He soon lands by her and kneels down. “Be not afraid Lilith, I am an angel of the- AH?" Lilith yelped at the sudden voice and throws a tick at Lucifer, knocking the angels hat off and making the angel look at her in shock. 

After a moment of her green eyes watching his own she stuttered out. “An…an angel?” She asked " I'm…I'm sorry Angel, I did not mean to offend or…or harm you, you simply surprised me.” She smiled softly, rubbing her eyes of tears. Lucifer takes his hat and dusts it off. “It's alright, I should have made my presence known sooner…” he assured her. Then slowly gets closer and sits beside her. 

“Now please, what upsets you so sweet Lilith and why are you not with you husband?" 

She frowned and the tears returned as she looks away. “He doesn't like me. From the moment I was created I noticed his lack of interest in speaking to me…I thought perhaps he needed space to get used to me, but every time i try to come to him after giving him time, he avoids me…” she brings her knees to her chedt and lays her head on them, looking sadly at the flowers. 

Lucifer frowned and then gently reached to her, offering her comfort.  

“It's ok Lilith. I'm sure if you just try and bond with him, he will come to like you.” He pulls her in to a hug and sighs as the woman snuggled in closer. 

" You are his wife." He insisted.“I know Adam. He is kind and sweet and a bit silly, but underneith it all, he's GOOD. Just like you." And he takes a flower, and placed it in Lilith's hair.  The blue almost glowing in the moonlight as she looked up at him and smiles. 

“You are very nice Angel…do you really think he can come to like me…if I try harder.” 

" I do. You are beautiful and sweet. He will learn he's Mostlikly just not used to sharing Eden yet. He is young. He is learning. And you are too, so sometimes, it will lead to fights, but of you try and understand each other, to talk it out, you both will figure it out. Soon I know he will offer some kindness to you. Please take it. He is doing his best as you are…” 

She smiles and nodded "Yes Angel!" 

“Lucifer…uh, my name is Lucifer.”

She frowned thinking about it. " L-lucifer…the name is longer then mine and Adams…are all angels like that?” 

He chuckled " a few but not all…" 

The two sat quietly, enjoying the night sky together, watching as fireflies glow in the trees and grass. Magical and peaceful. For a second, Lucifer thought he heard something moving in the grass, but when he looked over he saw nothing. So he pretends to have heard nothing. 

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It was only a few weeks later that Lucifer was interrupted in his work by the sound of a scream. And every angel heard it. No angel has ever heard such a sound come from any of them before. Never heard anything like it, but they knew it was bad. And Lucifer knew it had to have come from Eden. So he teleported there, then flashes around quickly looking for the source until he comes to the river and sees Lilith going over the side. He instantly flew the fastest he ever has to reach her, grabbing her arm and then pulling her in to himself to help her hold on to him. 

“Lilith! Lilith are you harmed?! “ He asked looking her over. But she was far too upset, clinging to him and sobbing in to his kneck as she tried to calm herself. He heard sera speak up next. “How did this happen!?" Sera said “They were to stay away from the river!" 

Lucifer shushed the woman as he slowly flies down to the nearest land and settled Lilith down on the grass. . "She is upset. Let's help heal her and calm her down and we can ask. She has been through enough…” 

Sera and a few others follow. Michael, his twin with longer hair than himself, was the first to speak up after. “Where is Adam. He should have told her to be carful near the river. It was part of his knowledge. That it was dangerous…”

" H-he…" Lilith started pulling away and looking at Michael. “He p-pushed me!" She declared “A-and watched the river take me! He SMILED!" she said as she held herself, letting sera use her angelic power to heal her as she spoke. 

Lucifer looked horrified. No…no Adam would never. Adam was adorable and sweet. He's never hurt any animal in the garden, never even tried, so why would he hurt Lilith? She has done nothing!

He looked at the angels. “I'm sure there is a misunderstanding…I'll find him and inquire as to the events…perhaps it was an accident…” he said before flying high and looking around. Where did he go…where was his human?

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Lucifer spent hours flying around the garden. The place was big after all, and all the angels helping him try to find Adam had also had no luck. It was driving Lucifer in to a Field of worry. His human was missing, his sweet Adam was being accused of something so horrible! He couldn't even imagine it. He soon went twords the Apple orchard, where many many apple trees sat, he landed and looked around. “A-Adam!" He called, he could see the trees of Knowledge and Life not far from him.  Towering magesticly over the rest of the trees here. One with glowing red apples and the other with pure golden. Both beautiful and foreboding sites. 

Lucifer wandered the trees, calling out to Adam loudly with every step. “Adam please! You aren't in trouble! I'm just worried! Please come out! It's me! It's Lucif-”

" Lucifer…" 

Lucifer stops and turns to see Adam leaning against a tree, casually eating an apple, a regular red one, and looking at Lucifer with…a different kind of look in his eye. They almost seemed red in this light. But that didn't matter. Lucifer smiles and runs forward. “Adam! Oh Adam you are ok!" He runs and hugged the human, his head resting on Adams chest as he hugged him. Adam didn't hesitate to hug him back with the arm that didn't hold the apple. 

“" Never better honestly…" he said with a smile, his hand rubbing up Lucifers back and through his wings, making Lucifer shutter for a second…weird, Adams never messed with his wings without permission. Eh, it was probebly an accident. He looked up at Adam and spoke. “Adam! Lilith said you pushed her in the river! Now all the other angels are very upset, but I want to help you! Tell me what really happened and I'll explain it to them! I know you would never-" 

 “I did push her." He said simply with a shrug. “But she deserved it. Like, actually deserved it. She wasn't a good wife so I had no use for her…” his eyes looked to the ground as he spoke. Talking casually, as if what he said was the most basic knowledge in the universe. Like clouds are white and fire is hot. 

Lucifer froze and slowly lets go of him. “Oh…oh Adam you can't do that! She could have been badly hurt!” 

"I don't really care…" he said simply and suddenly dropped the apple and gripped Lucifers sides. “You know, you are so cute…” he said softly. " So utterly cute and sweet…" he leans down, distracting Lucifer as the angel blushed at the sudden complements. “I…that's not important right now! Adam I'm being serious-” 

Adams nose touched Lucifers and his Red eyes looked into Lucifers. "I don't need Lilith…" he pushed Lucifer into a tree, making the angel squeek in surprise, Lucifer looked up confused. “Adam…Adam your acting different…why…why are your eyes red…” 

"Who cares about that…" he kneels down In Front of Lucifer and tilts his head down. “I don't wanna talk about Lilith anymore. I want…well, why don't I just show you?” He leans up and warmth covers Lucifer's lips.

The angel squeeks and pulled back, but Adam followed him, holding him against the tree so he wouldn't run. Lucifer didn't understand what the Adam was doing. Yes he had seen some angels kiss, but him and Adam kissing? He wasn't supposed to kiss Lucifer. He was supposed to kiss Lilith! Be with Lilith! Why…why did he like it so much that Adam wanted him instead tho? 

His hands move to Adams kneck suddenly and wrap around his hair and shoulder, kissing back before he could even try to stop himself. This was wrong. This was against God's rules! This was bad!!! And yet, the second Adam deepened the kiss and pushed something warm inside his mouth, Lucifer was unable to resist even if he wanted to. He clung to Adam like a koala clung to a tree. Desperate to not lose Adam’s heat and touch. He even followed Adam as the human pulled away this time. Whining at the loss of contact only to blush when he realizes the noise he made. 

It only caused a chuckle from Adam who nuzzles his nose against the angels kneck. “Shhh it's ok, we aren't done…” he soon wrapped his arms around Lucifer and picked him up so it was easier to kiss him with the height difference. Lucifer Squeaks and looks at the other, blushing at being so easily manhandled by the human, his eyes lingered on Adams, still mesmerized by the Amber eyes turning a deep garnet. Almost seeming to turn more red the longer he looked at them. 

“Not done? What…what do you-” then he feels Adam kiss his neck, and the noise Licifer makes causes him to bring a hand to his mouth in horror. Oh by his father what is Adam doing?!

“Adam! W-wait! You can't do that! We are already in enough trouble!" He said struggling a bit despite how he longed for what Adam was giving him. A part of him wanting to save what they had before and bother desperately craving the new and foreign feelings. He feels the other touch him more and more and after a bit, he stopped fighting, and gave in to Adams touch. He never really could resist Adam…could he? 

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Lucifer layed against the grass, eyes dazed. What has he done…by his father what had he DONE? Well, he knew what it was, but he could not believe he gave in so easily to Adam. He felt like he had taken advantage in a way, Adam was naive! Young and didn't understand why it was bad! He should have resisted. Lucifer was the angel, and now they were both in deeper trouble than they knew. Beside him laying Adam, quiet and watching Lucifer with a smirk, one that Lucifer avoided looking at for fear of a repeat of the last hour of events. Yes. An hour. They had committed such a crime together for AN HOUR! And realizing that sent Lucifer in to a blushing mess. He soon reached for his robe and covered himself, wanting to hide the bites and scratches and bruises he had sustained from their activities. But Adam gripped his waist. “Stay…” he ordered, making Lucifer shiver. 

“We…we have to find the other angels Adam…we have to tell them what happened…” he said softly, but Adam just turned lucifer to look at him, the smirk gone and replaced with pleading eyes. "Lucifer…please don't go again…" he sits up and pulled LUCIFERS back into his chest. 

“I don't care if what we did was wrong. Or if god and all of heaven wants me to vanish for this…I need you. I wanted you from the moment I met you.” He nuzzles him. "And I know pushing Lilith in the river was…was bad. Or at least I know it was bad now, but…but I dont care!” He nuzzles his head in to Lucifers hair. " You hugged her! You called her beautiful! You treated her like you treated me! It wasn't fair! You are MY angel! Not hers! She can have any other angel in heaven but…but not you. I didn't like it! I wanted her GONE!!!!” he declared aggressively, holding Lucifer so much tighter than before.

If Lucifer wasn't an angel, the grip would have hurt. And it did leave the angel feeling a bit uncomfortable. He looked up at Adam as best he could from the backwards hug and sighed. “I'm not yours to have. I am god's angel…heavens angel. And I'm not an object either. I have my own thoughts and feelings-”

" I know…I know that while your an angel, I can't have you …” his hands move down to Lucifers stomach. "So…I had to make you do something that would make you no longer an angel. Angels are pure.. “ Adam leans down and whispers in his ear. "and now…now you are anything but…" 

Lucifer is quiet, looking more and more worried as he tries to understand what Adam just said, but was soon interrupted by the sound of wings. He gasped and tried to get free of Adams grip to get the robe but it was far too late. 

Standing Infront of him was Michael, looking absolutely infuriated. “Lucifer….” His voice was low and crisp, riddled with barely contained rage. 

" Lucifer, what did you do…." 

Lucifer stuttered and looked at Michael, tears coming to his beautiful blue eyes. “I…Michael I'm sorry I didn't ..I'm not….it was!” He struggled for words and soon pushed Adam away and got on to his knees. " Michael please! Please dont be mad at Adam! I- it was my my fault, he didn't understand what he'd done! I did! Please-” 

"YOU GAVE HIM THE APPLE?!” 

Lucifer goes quiet. " W-what? No..I..I didn't…ah!!" 

Michael slapped Lucifer, hard, sending the angel to the ground hard enough to cause golden blood to leak to the ground from the angels mouth. 

“YOU LYING PIECE OF WASTED SPACE! I trusted you! I gave you time and space! I let you be close with him thinking it would cause no damage! And then you do this?! You give him an apple and then you FORNICATED with him?! Do you understand the gravity of what you have done?! Do you even care?!” he raised his hand to slap Lucifer again till Adam pulled Lucifer to his chest. Growling at the Arch angel in warning. 

" DON'T YOU TOUCH HIM!!!" 

Lucifer coward as Michael faltered in his strike. He clenched he hand in to a fist and punched a tree, knocking it a few miles away from the deer impact. “Lucifer! You are to be punished immediately! And then a trial will be given to decide your fate! You will answer for this transgression!” 

Lucifer shakes, confused and scared for the first time in his life truly scared. He knows he did wrong, he does, but this…this was too much. What did Michael mean about giving him an apple…then slowly he looked up at Adam, and then behind him to see the tree of knowledge. The red apples glowing bright. Oh no…no did Adam…he couldn't have. He wouldn't! And yet …Adams eyes changed ging color. The change in his misdemeanor. The things he did with him that he shouldn't know how to do…

He looked at Adam in horror for a few seconds till suddenly lifer feels a hand on his arm, yanking him roughly from Adams hold and on to his feet. Then a snap is heard and golden chains wrap around Lucifers arms and knock, keeping him attacked to Michael. The taller angel glairing at Adam. “And you will be having a trial as well, for eating the apple and for trying to harm your fellow human…” he growled, but adam looked at him woth no fear. Just pure determination. " And you will be punished along with Lucifer for your actions…” 

Adam slowly smiles. " Can't wait…" he said, challenging Michael in some way.  Lucifer is stuck there, confused and in shock. He had no idea what would happen next. 

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The trial took multiple days to complete, Lucifer explaining everything from the begining. Telling the truth. But the truth sadly did not gain him much favor, even if he was not the one to give Adam the apple. He still committed a great sin with Adam. He defiled himself and Adam, and the ways they described it made Lucifer feel gross. Like his body was a disgusting tool used to harm Adam. He hated every second of the angels judging and yelling at him. Demanding answers, to know if Lucifer planned it. He hadn't…but it was clear Adam had, somehow. The way he spoke about it with facts and no emotion. Not even giving any explanations as why, just that “he wanted to" and " Lilith deserved it.” 

The trial ended predictably. Both were found guilty. And this both would be punished. Sera sat on a pedestal looking down at the chained angel and human with contempt, Michael beside her. 

“As punishment for your Sins, you will both be banished from Heaven, Eden, and Earth, to wander the desolate lands of hell!" She declared. “God has shown me this is the only place you can be sent where the evil you have released will not spread farther than it already has. And Becuse of the actions you have taken, all humans who dare to commit to sin as you have will be dropped to there after their death instead of being graced with the holy light of heaven! 

Lucifer looked horrified and shook his head, but Adam only smiled as he looked at his prize before him. His sweet angel and him being stuck together in a land without anyone else? Sounded like heaven to him. 

Then suddenly, the chains where gone, but just as quickly, he felt himself falling. Through the floor and clouds, Adam beside him yelpingin insuprise at the loss of footing. They see the clouds of heaven fade from veiw and darkness surrounds them both. Adam reached out as Lucifer tried to use his wings only to scream on utter pain as they started to catch fire. His eyes widening and tears flowing. How felt his teeth loosen in his mouth and be pushed out, causing golden blood to leak, 

The angel was in pain as his hands and legs started to feel as on fire as his wings. Even as Adam gripped on to him, red blood dripping from his forehead as he felt so ethi g push past his skull, somthing he was too busy to care about as he held on to his angel. His poor screaming angel as his nails are pushed out by claws, as his feet morphed into hooves slowly, the bones in his knees breaking before reforming into the right shape. And the wings burned up, all the feathers seemed to practically melt under the heat, leaving bone in their place as Lucifer screams filled the air. Adam knew that he could hear what they were doing to them. And all Adam could do was cling to him, hold him close and whisper that it was ok, and they were going to be ok. He felt LUCIFER'S hands on his back and felt the sharp claws digging into his body, trying to grip onto anything, Adam bleeds out more, but doesn't care. All he cared about was his Lucifer. His sweet Lucifer. 

“I'm sorry…” he whispers " I'm so sorry Lucifer this is all my fault…” he whispered " i'm so sorry my sweet sweet angel…" he started to cry himself as he continued to hear how much pain Lucifer was in. 

And then, he looked down over Lucifers shoulder and saw red ground. They were going to crash it and there wasn't a damn thing he could do to stop it. So he closed his eyes and whispers “I love you…” and then the pain crashed through both of them as they created an explosive mushroom cloud of red dust in the area. The impact took out anything nearby and blew it far away. 

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When Lucifer awoke, he felt like death, or the closest thing to it. Everything ached. His head, his back, his teeth and hands, he felt like something was poking out of his spine that was never there before and it felt damaged…

He looked around to see he was laying on a crater like the ones on the moon. For a moment, he didn't know where he was, or why he was here. He didn't know why it all hurt to just breath. Then he managed to move his head enough to see…a pair of large horns? Like a goat…brown hair was under the horns and under that…a face? Was…was that…red blood? Adam? Oh no, ADAM!

He reached up despite his bodies protests and gently gripped the others cheek “a-ad-ad-dam…” he choked out, his throat hurt from screaming so much, he'd never felt pain like this. But he pushed through it as he tried to wake Adam up and make sure he was ok. His sweet human needed to be ok…

After a few seconds, Adam groaned and curled in on himself, clearly in pain too. Lucifer sighed in relief but the good feeling was gone as he looked at the sky and saw…heaven…

The white and cloud covered orb in the sky. His home. His and Adams. They were never allowed to go back…tears fell down Lucifer's dust covered face, his hands shaking as he still struggled to breath. “...no…oh father why…why did this happen…” he called out in a scratchy voice. " Was…was this your plan? From the start? Why…why did this happen? What was the p-point!!!” He demanded only to start coughing up dust from his lungs that he breathed in while passed out. If he was a human he would have died from the amount of dust in the air. 

Adam groaned and slowly sat up, his eyes blinking and he coughed some as well, dust inside his lungs now too as he looked over at Lucifer, seeing his angel and gasped “l…Lucifer…your…head…” 

Lucifer didn't know what he meant, his hand moved up and he felt pain as he touched something hard…horns. He had horns like Adam that had pushed their way past his skin. He moved down to touch the sides of them, sensitive as they were. His helo was gone as well, Adam had noticed. And his teeth…sharp like lions. Or a shark even. When Lucifer licked his lips, he cut his tongue on his teeth and cursed as his sticks his tongue out and let Adam see it was longer than before and replaced it with a cut in the center of it, dividing it into two parts. Like a snake tongue. Oh no…what has happened to them. 

Lucifer touched his face more and noticed his hands were black and covered in claws instead of regular nails, and they looked black and sharp, dangerous. He looked at Adam and guled as his wings shifted. The feathers are still badly burnt and slowly regrowing new ones. But they were red…not the pure white they once were. 

Adam examined every part of him and sighed, touching the man's cheek. “My angel, you…you are hurt…we should find some water and clean up…then…then find a place to rest…” he whispered. "We can go from there…then decide what we should do.” 

After a bit, Lucifer agreed and slowly went to move, his legs hurt the worst as he looked down and saw…hooves. Red and black hooves like a sheep…fuck he hated this. Is this part of the punishment? Was this to Nick him by taking away his angelic beauty? Why?!

He is helped up by Adam who looked mostly human except the horns and now golden and red eyes. Red sclera and golden pupils. Lucifer's eyes were the opposite color. Not that Adam minded…it was still his angel. And they were still together. And they would figure out where to go from here…even if it took some time. 

He glanced up at heaven, and smiled. One day…one day they would pay for the pain they caused. But for now, he'd let them be, and focus on his beloved. 

“Come Lucifer…I will take care of you…” 

[elisacaleisa]

People say I am a big brain. Idk about any of those things but to that I say: have one more again. This one is weaker but you get it, same thing as the ones before

Jax's Personality Swap AU (4)

Pipeline: Elliott > Morgan > Vega > Regulus > Caelum > Camelopardalis > Hush > Elliott

Elliott > Morgan

Hopeless Seer

- ok but childhood friend seer cooks

- Morgan is a deeply caring person

- Seer Obscura gets a nickname: Dreamer

- "dreamer... I've been calling you that for ten years. maybe more, heh."

- the softest boy ever, he is a walking teddy bear

- "I've realized... we will never reach the future, but we will always live in the present. it's the time, that changes. the time changes us"

- slow burn perhaps? But...

- "dreamer... i... I'm sorry, it's just... You're so warm and... i wish to hold you. please."

- he is alone in this world. it's just you, that keeps him alive. he doesn't have hope for this planet, but you are his world.

- he sleeps, eats, walks on the path, that was established for him since he was born. But you... You became his future...

- he craves you as a lover, but is afraid to lose you as a friend

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Morgan > Vega

Melancholic Demon

- sigh trademark

- "... what do you want, warden? Cant you see im grieving for my pet?"

- you ask many questions, but barely get any answers around of him

- he only talks to you out of everyone

- "why? heh. Dumb question, warden."

- you still ask anyway. he laughs. full of pain

- "did you kill my pet, warden?"

- what? What is he talking about? And why would you do that...

- vega turns his back to you. Until you confess, he says

- he has been in here for a long time. maybe it was someone from the past and he can't live in the present.

- he wants his pet back. he wants noone else but them. but you dont know who that was...

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Vega > Regulus

Raging Fallen Daemon

- he is pretty pissed i imagine

- "if i can't have you, no-one can."

- OH HE KIDNAPS YOU

- he is angry, upset, but never alone. Now that he found you.

- everyone is looking for you two

- "precious, don't leave"

- you try to resist, but he is in your head now

- and you dont. You listen. You are now his company. He never stops holding your hand.

(jax note: this specific swap might be edited or completely reworked later)

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Regulus > Caelum

Self-claimed Prince Daemon

- Was Polaris' greatest student, perhaps that got into his brain a bit,,

- this is a headcanon fun bit of what if Regulus wasnt fallen and was Leo constellation, so enjoy!

- he is all huffy and puffy at first

- "hey! Wake up! You do not sleep on Caelum like that!" owie! Did he just hit you by a pillow??

- "you are awake. Good. Now up! We have so much to do!" god what is this flying pipsqueak?

- "pipsqueak?! I beg your pardon?? I am Caelum, an empathy daemon and now, you are my charge! Simple to understand, now chop chop! Clean your face and ugh... Please, wear some clean clothes, looks like you didnt change for three days. We have to fix that! Coooomeeeee ooooonnnnn!!" okay he is pulling you from the bed. You cant win here freelancer

- he sounds like a spoiled brat and he maybe is, but slowly by time, you get to know him more and see that he is just a little guy with a job and heart on the right place. His methods can be dramatic, but he means well

- he says that you are ready for D.A.M.N., that the hidden talent in you is more than just your powers.

- "i think Gavin will help us here. He is a bit stupid, but he always gives me cookies!" blunt much, Caelum?

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Caelum > Cam

Bubbly Serenity Daemon

- always so curious about human culture, both old and modern

- he especially likes bubbles

- "wow, how fascinating... this is truly wonderful!" he loves colors too

- "e-ehm, pardon my, uh... excitement. My name is C-Cam-Cam-Camelopardalis and i am your today's... wait, no, that doesn't make sense... does it?"

- he is a very polite, kind guy. he tries to always help, he just had a problem put words to the correct order (me fr)

- he loves walking outside in the sun. He is like a cat - he likes sunbathing and is kinda afraid of water (hmmm)

- he is a very tall guy, always hits himself in the head, god bless,,,

- he just stands out by how pretty and tall he is

- he writes little notes about his clients, mostly positive ones with stars and hearts! Perhaps mostly about you

- the walls of his office are full of fun stuff, like globe, astrology maps of constellations, dreamcatchers, oil paintings, etc.

- "i... i cant believe i found a friend between humans... thank you."

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Cam > Hush

Soothing Entity

- you dont know who he is, what he is, but he is following you for days like a lost cat. Something about you is... attracting him. He wants to be near you.

- he is always sitting in your window, watching, but never daring to take a step inside

- "what are you doing?" he finally asks, after days of just watching you.

- "you're always here. And im always waiting" but for what? You ask

- "i dont know, doctor." and he goes to rest.

- you believe thats not true and you might be right. He seems to be hiding.

- there are demons around your place, around Dahlia. It drives you insane. You feel afraid. What are even those guys doing here? You did nothing wrong, right?

- and with hush, it got worse...

- "please, dont be afraid of me, doctor. I'm here for you. Please, doctor."

(jax note: this one might be changed too)

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Hush > Elliott

Unknown Dreamwalker

- you didnt have to do any of this. You could've just leave him there, you could've had a normal life. Normal in rubbish and loneliness, but...

- just look at him. He is not normal. He is a fucking... superhero?? Supervillain??

- "sunshine..." oh yeah and that dumb nickname. Better than a nightmare, but... why does he looks at you that way??

- "I'm grateful." yeah yeah

- apparently, those guys are from some department he escaped. He was always an orphan, somehow sneaked into a normal orphanage and got adopted, but a mess happened and now... You dont understand any of it

(jax note: i just didnt have more ideas but take it as Elliott being mysterious /j)

[venigni]

Personal preferences aside, I've been thinking a lot about the lore implications of this new hairstyle. Specifically, how P would feel about it and why he would come about this style post-Rise of P ending.

If the specter truly is future!P we know that his hair is meant to become long and light (in that particular timeline anyway). For this reason, I feel like the long grey hair is his 'canon' post-game style. Probably the style he would sport in a sequel, I'm guessing?

But! Then the short grey hair came along with the patch and I kinda feel like it could be interpretted as like...P getting his life back together? Starting a new journey? Freshening himself up after he let himself go a bit due to the huge amount of stress he was under during the game's main story, that kind of thing.

On one hand, P's hair growing long is a physical manifestation of his newfound humanity. Puppets' hair is not supposed to grow.

We can see Geppetto was kind of upset when his hair grew, too, and couldn't figure out why it'd happened.

He even guesses that someone "dangerous" (Romeo) did this to P, as though it was a terrible, defiling thing (because it is, to Geppetto, as it makes P less Carlo-like) and not something that came about from P, himself.

He starts muttering to himself right as P is leaving his study, so P definitely overhears this sentiment. It's clear Gepetto is unhappy about it.

Leaving his hair long and not letting Geppetto fix it is literally P rebelling against his reason for being created (being a Carlo clone), and against Geppetto's will. It is him making a choice, as a human would. Of course you can go back and make the hair short again with Geppetto's tools but P narratively doesn't actually do this since in the Sophia scene his hair only changes to grey when long.

This being said, I have not yet tested if this is no longer the case with the short grey hair being implemented into the game. I would be very curious if they let the short hair turn grey, or if it forced a revert to the long grey hair. This would kind of change the entire narrative so I lowkey kinda hope they didn't do this even if it would be more consistent with less immersion breaking.

ANYWAY.

Lastly, it's what majorly separates him from Carlo in terms of appearance (eyes and freckles aside). We don't know how Carlo ended up looking when he was older, but it is safe to guess he probably had hair similar to P's short style. Not only would this be much easier to manage as a stalker, but it is how P was meant to look and how Puppet Carlo ends up looking in the Real Boy ending.

Wanting to differentiate himself from how Carlo looked probably makes the long, rebellious hairstyle more appealing for P. But on the other hand, I could also see him cutting his hair short again as a nod to Carlo; as him coming to terms with--yes, Carlo is, indeed, a part of him. He is not Carlo and Carlo is not him, but a part of Carlo lives on within him. And wearing his hair similarly to Carlo, despite the difference in color, could be his way of being at peace with that.

Just some spur-of-the-moment thoughts; would be happy to hear y'all's as well.

[forestkniight]

Can you please do Loona x Short Male Sinner Reader? I understand if not, thanks for your time!

Loved Truly

Thank you so much for the request, and I'm sorry it took me a while to get out! I had to restart a couple of times because I wasn't sure how to write for Loona or from a male perspective, BUT I loved the challenge, so I appreciated this (no way to get better except with practice)!!

Pairing: Loona x Short Male Sinner Reader

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of murder

Word Count: 2.2K

You sighed, looking at the building ahead of you. Today was the day you were finally going to get revenge on the asshole that killed you. Sure, you killed his girlfriend, but it was only because she was your girlfriend first. And he was your best friend. You thought you had finally found people who didn’t care about anything but who you were, but then you turned around and found them fucking in your bed. 

You clench your fist as you try to calm yourself. Where the fuck is this business? It wasn’t the only business in the building, and it was not helpful that there weren't many signs telling you where to go except the singular I.M.P. sign outside. 

You finally located which floor the business was on and boarded the elevator. It would jolt a bit every once in a while, and the lights flickered on and off. If you weren’t already dead, you would have feared for your life. After the doors took a second too long to open, you briskly stepped out as you finally allowed yourself to breathe. You might not have been scared, but it didn’t mean you wanted to free-fall down many flights. You were taken out of your head by two people standing outside one of the company’s doors. They seemed to be in a tense conversation, but you weren’t trying to be late for your meeting. 

“I just don’t get why,” you heard as you passed the two strangers conversing. 

You quickly glanced at them, but your attention was stolen. The strangers were two hellhounds. You didn’t know much about them except that they were treated terribly by other demons. You usually weren’t surrounded by hellborns as a sinner, but you would see the occasional one as you did your thing. Both hellhounds had a scheme of grays that made up the color of their fur. The only difference was that the female hellhound had lighter shades of gray. In fact, part of her fur was white. 

You shook your head as you realized you were staring. You had to walk around them slightly and accidentally made eye contact with the female hellhound. She looked upset, but it was none of your business. 

“I’m sorry, but it won’t change,” the male hellhound explained.

“Whatever,” she snarled as she walked away from him, nearly shoving you to the floor.

“What the fuck,” you grunted as you tried not to fall over, but she didn’t turn around. 

You looked back at the male hellhound with your eyebrows raised. His once sympathetic eyes turned stern in a couple of seconds before he shrugged, and he walked to the office opposite the one the female hellhound went to. 

Alright.

You looked back at the door she had left through only to see the words you had been looking for. Well, this was going to be awkward. You opened the door, and you were met by loud yelling. You stepped in, and you weren’t sure what to expect. Two imps, a female and a male, were talking to each other. You saw the hellhound from outside at what you believed was a receptionist's table. The yelling was coming from a closed-door room. You began walking over to the hellhound to finish this as fast as possible. 

“Hey, so I have a meeting with your boss. Blitzo? Blitz?”

She looked up briefly from her phone, made eye contact, and rolled her eyes before looking back down at her phone. You stood there dumbfounded. 

“Listen, I don’t know what happened outside, but-”

You were cut off by the hellhound standing up quickly and snarling at you. You felt the two imps behind you turn their attention to you both by now. You leaned back slightly with your hands raised. She towered over you by a couple of inches, and if you hadn’t just seen her look a bit bleak, you would have been scared. She looked like someone you didn’t want to fuck with. 

“How about you shut the fuck up,” she snapped. 

Her face was angry, but her eyes didn’t hold the same emotion, at least not entirely. You recognized the look. The anger was a facade. It reminded you of the day you snapped. 

You were angry, but most of all, you were hurt. You loved your girlfriend and your best friend. They stuck around with you for the longest time. You met in high school, where you first met your girlfriend when she defended you against bullies. People could be cruel, and when your height was below the average of every male at school, it made people unkind. It was high school. Appearance was a big deal, and if you weren’t perfect, people subjected you to verbal cruelty. It messed you up, and the words followed you into college. 

Still, your girlfriend, your then-friend, assured you that people were just assholes. People considered her a popular girl, but she didn’t hold views similar to those of her other popular peers. She was charming and could hold her own against people trying to be mean for no reason. Soon after, you met your best friend when he asked to be your partner for a class project. You both instantly clicked, and you held a lot of love for both of them. You finally found the courage to ask out your girlfriend when you got to college. You were happy for four years before the incident happened. 

The day you caught them, you felt all the old insecurities creep in. You weren’t blind. Your best friend was a conventionally attractive man, and they looked like they belonged together visually. You later found out that your girlfriend had begun to resent you. Things that she used to find endearing had become ugly to her. One of those things being your height. She hated how people would stare if she wore heels and that she had to lean down to kiss you. She hadn’t meant to confess that then, but she did. And it hurt.

She apologized profusely, explaining that she knew it couldn’t be changed and didn’t mean to hurt you. But it didn’t hurt as much as what your friend told you before he killed you. 

The whole reason why he had become friends with you was because he saw how close you were with your girlfriend, and he had hoped to get closer to you to get closer to her. He explained how angry he was when you asked her out, but he knew that she would eventually choose him. He told you what she said about you when they were together, “making love.” You felt tears build in your eyes out of anger, but you could feel your heart breaking. You had tried to push him off, but he was too strong. The last thing you remember was the emotional pain as you saw your friend’s manic smile fade to black. 

You are taken out of your thoughts by a hand on your bicep.

“Are…Are you okay,” the imp next to you looked concerned. 

You raised your eyebrows before you felt something wet on your cheek. Tears. You quickly wiped them away before you looked back at the hellhound, and she looked a bit shocked. 

“Damn it. Fucking allergies followed me even in death,” you lied through your teeth. “Anyways, like I said, I have to talk to your boss.” 

“Oh, of course! Forgive Loona. She doesn’t know how to do her job,” the imp said as he walked to the door to the left of the desk.

“Oh fuck off, Moxxie,” the hellhound, who you know knew was named Loona, said as she walked out to a room that looked like a lunch room. 

You looked back at the imp, Moxxie, as he entered the door. He immediately came out and let you know Blitz was ready for you.

~~

You walked out of the building, taking a breath. You kept your explanation brief, and Blitz was on board. He mentioned that he would send a text once it was done. You were slightly concerned that this would mean that you would see your friend in Hell, considering he killed you, but at this point, you’d rather have him dead than enjoy his life. 

You walked towards the right before pulling out a cigarette and lighting it. You were going to cross the road when you heard a slight whining, like crying, from a dark alleyway. You walked towards the noise hesitantly and saw Loona holding her knees close to her. You felt your heart break at the sight. She reminded you so much of yourself. You knew she probably didn’t want to be caught like this, so you started to back up. However, luck wasn’t on your side, and you bumped into a can on the floor. 

Loona’s head snapped in your direction, and she was up in a flash. You felt yourself shoved against the wall. Holy shit. 

“Are you fucking following me now, you freak,” she snarled as she pushed you further into the wall. Your feet no longer touched the floor, and your eyes were leveled with hers. 

You raised your hands in surrender. 

“No, no, no. I heard something, and I wanted to check it out,” you explained, but she didn’t let up.

“But since we’re here, sorry for almost airing out your business in front of your coworkers. If someone did that to me, I’d probably be pissed off too.”

You felt the grip on your shirt loosen. You looked down at her hands before looking back up at her and placing your hand on hers. 

“I don’t want trouble. If you need someone to talk to that you’ll never see again, I’m here. If not, I'll walk the other way and won’t look back,” you whispered.

Her eyes were on your hand over hers before she quickly dropped you, causing you to fall on your ass. 

“Jesus,” you said as you collected yourself from the floor. You looked up at her, and she seemed lost in thought. You nodded before you turned around, ready to walk away. 

“Sorry,” she whispered. “For my reaction inside…and outside.”

You turned back to her and shook your head.

“It’s not a problem. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve been manhandled,” you tried to play it off as a joke, but Loona looked a bit apologetic. 

She returned to sit on the floor and stared at the floor before her. You didn’t know if she wanted you to stay. It seemed like she was a lot more guarded. You contemplated walking away, but a question stopped you.

“How did it feel,” she paused. “How did it feel when the person you loved chose someone else?”

You raised your eyebrows, and she looked away, slightly embarrassed.

“It’s not my fault you were talking so loud.”

“I recall whispering, actually,” you chuckled. 

She groaned slightly as you watched her hide her face behind her hair. You smiled at her action before remembering the question. You sighed.

“It felt…like the world had ended. You know, you grow to love someone and even start to believe that you deserve it, too. It’s harder when the person you love is the epitome of beauty. You get those moments when you want to self-sabotage, but you try hard to ignore the thoughts. The memories of people calling you names are a weight on your back that you must ignore if you want the relationship to work,” you answered.

Loona looked at you curiously. The moment felt highly vulnerable.

“And yet, it doesn’t work. The people you love can still hurt you. They can get you where it hurts, too,” you whispered as you tried to hold back tears. 

You've had enough of the tears for one day. You didn’t allow your emotions to show easily when you were alive; why would it be any different in death? 

“Do you still think you can find someone who will love you truly,” Loona asked hesitantly.

You turned to look at her, and she met your eyes. Her eyes were shining. You weren’t about to put out the slight light in her eyes. The hope that she was loveable. 

“Love isn’t perfect. There will always be disagreements, and there will be moments when we will think ugly thoughts when we are upset. Still, isn’t it more important to try our hardest,” you questioned as you looked at her. 

“Look, I know what it’s like to dislike yourself, and I know what it’s like for someone to make you feel inferior because of something you can’t help. My ex broke my heart, sure, but only because she didn’t see how painful it could be to carry ghosts of words your entire life.  I can’t speak for anyone that I’ve dated or anyone I might date, but I love hard, and I love true…To answer your question, yes. Someone who knows what it’s like to feel this way can love truly. All I gotta do is find them,” you smiled. 

Loona returned your smile with a lopsided smile. You would be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t feel your heart swell at the sight. You pushed yourself up as you reached out your hand for Loona to take, which she did. You started walking together, hand in hand, towards the alleyway entrance. 

“If you tell anyone about this, I will fucking kill you,” Loona half-heartedly joked as she let go of your hand and walked back towards the entrance of the building.

You smiled at the hostility you could still feel even though it was played off as a joke. It could go without saying that this wouldn’t be the last time you saw Loona. 

I hope you enjoyed anon!

Also, chapter two of I'll Be Seeing You will be released soon! There's also a huge possibility that Quitting I.M.P. will get a second part because it was requested on AO3!

[jokenotfunny]

hellooooo ! 🩷🩷🩷 if you're reading this, thanks for being interested in my story, 𝔬𝔯𝔭𝔥𝔦𝔠 !

(i do not own DUNE, or any rights to the book franchise or movies!!! i only own the ocs created in this book and the storyline written (this is pre-events of dune 2)

i just wanted to say a few things about the main character, aka Y/N .

1. because i am black, when i envision the characters i write, i envision them as so, just as i assume other writers/readers do for their own works when creating them. however this story will not have any reference to skin tone for the reader, because i like to make my work all-inclusive for anyone to read.

2. i've always been very wary of when i'm reading a good story that labels the reader as y/n, but then inputs (a jump scare) certain descriptors along the lines of being "pale" or even body types being thrown in to describe the reader. Personally it throws the whole story off for me and makes me not want to finish it. and also makes me think of the reader as an oc (original character)

3. so with that ^ being the case i would like to input a warning now that the only physical descriptors i have for this reader/reader's family is that :

• the family's hair color is black

• they each have red colored eyes, as well as visibly sharp fangs

• and for the reader, her hair is long past her backside (which has much to do with her character's development at a point and is mentioned why early on)

4. Another thing is that I know a lot of people dislike the label "Y/N"for a character, however when this is posted, Y/N will be utilized many times throughout the story. If it truly does bother some people I do have a name for her ready but then I feel like that would make her an oc which i don't want to do. I also thought about making a separate book just with the name change but i'm still unsure.

if i am forgetting anything please do feel free to comment or even dm me about it, i only ask that it's not in a rude manner or anything like that (i don't like when people are upset with me 😭😭)

[thatfreshi]

"It's Vile" (Uni AU P. 9)

You guys can clearly tell I'm feeling better bc holy shit, I've been writing like a machine.

tw - abuse, sexual trauma, blackmail

You tell Astarion which diner you're at, and quickly tell your friends that you have to handle something. You almost feel bad leaving Gale with the handsy lovers, but you know it must be important if he called. You don't really know why though, considering you barely know him at this point. It feels like hours, waiting outside the diner while the sun starts to go down, until eventually his dinged-up white car pulls into the parking lot. You walk over, full of uncertainty, and sit in the passenger's seat.

"Hey, you alright?"

He unbuckles the seat belt, curling up and leaning against the driver's seat to look at you.

"What do you want from me?"

"What?"

"Everyone wants something from me, so what do you want? I can't stop thinking about it, ever since you came over this morning. You're too nice, you have plenty of reasons to hate me, and yet you keep being kind. So what do you want from me?"

You're dumbfounded.

"Because we already had sex, and I know you're upset about it. Which, I'm sorry. I don't even know why I did it, and you're right, it was wrong of me to pretend like it was nothing. I'm just so used to it all meaning nothing. Everything in my life means nothing and you want to know stupid shit like what my favorite color is."

He wipes at his eyes, regretting it soon after, feeling the fabric of his sweater rub against that cut-up forearm again.

"I don't... I don't want anything from you. I just think you seem nice."

"I, seem nice? You're a bad liar."

"No, I'm serious. I know we got off to a weird start, but you seem cool. Maybe I'm weird, I don't know, but I don't really care what other people think. Besides, it's not fair to judge without knowing the whole story."

"You don't want the whole story."

"Not if you don't want to tell me, but I'd gladly listen."

"No, you wouldn't. It's all just words Tav, you don't mean that. No one ever means it. They say it to get into some fancy event or so I can get them a free drink or so they can make out with me in some dark corner of a party. No one ever means it."

"You don't have to believe me, but I mean it."

"Why?"

"I don't know. Because if I were as stressed as you, I'd want someone to listen. And I imagine it's hard not being able to say all the things you want or do all the things you want."

"Even if I told you, you'd leave. Pretend we didn't have this conversation, or maybe sell the story to some magazine. Why do you think I don't talk to people? Why I think it's easier to just let people hate me? Like Gale and Shadowheart? I'd rather them just blindly loathe my existence than know the truth."

He's shaking, truly and deeply bothered by your innocent desire to befriend him.

"Just tell me what you want from me so I can get it over with. Please."

The spectacle in front of you isn't lost on you. When he called you upset, you hadn't expected this, any of it.

"I just want you to have someone in your corner. That's all. I just want to be nice, I don't know."

"People don't want to be nice, they want power."

You shrug, trying not to cry.

"Power's never really been my thing. Is it so hard to believe I just want a friend?"

He chokes out a laugh.

"You have no idea."

Astarion relaxes a little now, putting his feet up on the dash.

"Something must be so incredibly wrong with you."

"Maybe so. Oh well."

"You said you want to hear all the scary stuff I have to tell you right? That you'd listen to all that?"

"Like I said, only if you want to share."

"Alright then. I got kicked out at sixteen, lived in this damn car for two years, started modeling because I've always been told I was 'gonna be a heartbreaker.' I've thrown my body at people to get jobs, stolen countless designer pieces that nobody would miss. And then Szarr contacted me at 18, told me he'd blacklist me from the industry if I didn't work for him."

He goes back to the sorrow of those younger years for a moment, you can see it shift in his expression.

"I was the first you know. You think my arm is bad? You have no idea. But I'm stuck in this contract with him, and I need the money to pay for school, but he takes ninety percent anyways. So I've continued to steal, anything from half-used makeup to hair products. Turns out it's really easy to get people to shut up about seeing you take something that isn't yours if you're hot... and I probably broke at least seven NDAs by telling you all of that. So, is that what you wanted? I can see the headline now, you'd make thousands."

Astarion's words drip in spite, trying anything to get you to admit you're using him.

"I'm sorry, that you've had to go through any of that. Truly, that sounds horrible."

He leans back staring at the ceiling of the old car, and starts to laugh.

"God, who are you? I did all of that to myself. I'm the one who used sex to get things I wanted. I'm the one that asked for this."

"Sounds to me like you just wanted to survive."

He chuckles, and rolls his head to meet your eyes.

"I guess I did, huh? It's barely been working."

You both sit in silence for a bit, listening to the idle engine, and you wonder what you can even say. He's right, there's pretty much no way out. What an evil thing, to take advantage of some kid who just wanted to go to college, and loop him into some horrible contract? No wonder he doesn't trust anyone, he's been taught that way, that helping hands only hold knives, that promises don't hold. It's vile.

"So, this is the part where you sleep with me, so you don't tell anyone anything I just told you, right?"

You go to laugh, and then realize he's serious.

"No... no not at all. I'm just here to be a friend, if that's what you want. Only if that's what you want."

"Damn you. You just... you keep making me want to trust you, and that's- it's terrifying. But I wouldn't mind, having a friend. Maybe it would even be nice."

You hold out a hand.

"Here's to being friends then."

Astarion doesn't extend his at first, thinking on it, and then slowly shakes hands with you.

"Sure. To being friends."

A smile spreads across your face, and he reciprocates, if only slightly.

"I uhm, when I saw Szarr today, he said that the seven of us have to go on a trip with him for a week, some important stuff across the country I guess. So, I'll be gone tomorrow morning, but maybe we can text?"

"Of course, I'd love that."

[pinkyjulien]

Just a heads up: you, a white creator, putting Native American/First Nations/indigenous inspired clothing on your white OC, and then calling it the "wilding" appearance, could be considered cultural appropriation and could also be considered offensive to people from those cultures.

And yeah, I am doing this from a throwaway account to protect myself because I know how Tumblr and the cyberpunk 2077 fandom works. Even if I do have a valid point or critique, I could still be attacked by "fans" on my main who refuse to use any critical thinking for themselves.

Safe travels 👋 I hold no animosity towards you personally.

(From a "cowardly" anon in an extremely hostile fandom which likely will pretend that this outfit and the name for it isn't tinged with implicit and internalized racism.)

(And, no, I'm not one of the so-called "housewives")

Hey Anon,

Not sure what to say, you claim to not hold any animosity towards me, yet this could've easily been a DM. I'm only assuming you're blocked and had to create a side blog to by-pass the said block.

If this was truly a well-spirited heads up, it would've been a DM.

But anyway, if you're here to accuse me in a sugarcoated way, I already know you're having the time of your life about it in some obscure discord server, so might as well.

The Aldecaldos (and Nomads in general of every clan and family) are multi cultured, there's people of every races, every ethnicities- we see it in game and it's mentioned time and time in the sourcebooks. They're communities, formed of many minorities; queers and pocs alike.

Valentin joins the Aldecaldos during the Star ending, just like the canon game event; he makes friends left and right, and friends makes gifts to one another. We also know that resources, clothes, cars, guns, are shared in nomad communities.

The name "wilding" is a direct reference to the Neo Tribe sourcebook, page 21. I used that same name for Mitch's appearance. They use those outfits to ride off near cities, just like the definition on the page below. They're both proudly showcasing their Aldecaldos colors in whichever place / cities they're visiting.

In my own canon, Dakota is kind of a mother figure for Valentin; she helped him after fleeing the Wraiths, she gave him his first gig with Jackie, she made sure the 'caldos ripper kept the bullet he revoved from Valentin's skull, etc etc

That Jacket could've well been a gift from her before leaving to Arizona, but I haven't decided yet. I was just happy to share my modding project of those past two days.

I've always liked Nomads and what they stand for, their diversity, their lives, their outfits and aesthetics too.

None of the above information is presented as an excuse, they shouldn't be seen as excuses either; I'm simply sharing what inspired me (actively or subconsciously) for this outfit.

If Valentin's appearance, both models and name, did actual upset anyone, I apologize, as this obviously WASN'T the intention. If it does bother you, I invite you to block me.

With all of the "explaination" out of the way; why are you really here?

Because we both know you already knew that about the Aldecaldos. You played the game, you know Panam is half native, you know there's a bunch of native characters in the Aldecaldos and in the game in general.

This ask isn't fueled by kindness or by an attempt at educating someone who could've made a simple mistake.

Nope, you're simply part of this "hostile fandom" problem. Everything you said in brackets reeks of past drama.

Again, you claim to not hold any animosity, but I believe otherwise; that's totally fine, but refrain from contacting me with this fake benevolence, everyone can see it's bullshit.

Repeating myself, this could've been a DM, yet you choose to assume I have some "internalized racism" that You Need to point out, doing so via a side-blog supposedly out of fear (since I don't know who you are, I'll choose to believe you simply by-passed a block) while also dragging in the "Housewives" for no reasons.

You're part of this fandom problem. You're part of the reason why nobody feels safe about sharing anything; you and your friends are out there spying, monitoring what everyone does, assuming the worst at any given occasions and ready to write callouts, to throw witch hunts.

Please, do some critical thinking yourself, remove all the bias and all the "Pinky Bad so this is obviously Racist" bullshit fogging your brain, and ask yourself why you really sent that ask.