#IVE BEEN BUSY DOING A SECRET PROJECT

[kellystar321]

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[fatuismooches]

I have a terrible idea.

So we know how Dottore is kinda forgetful right? Like this man straight up forgot that he killed Krupp not even an hour later.

What if... 👉👈 his lover died and he sometimes forgot that happened?

So Dottore is just chilling, and remembers that he should be making his dear's next round of medications.

He goes through the motions, only to pause midway. Right... his lover is dead.

He throws out the half finished medications.

IF THIS IS TOO EVIL IM SORRY 😭 I JUST THOUGHT OF IT AND IVE BEEN DYING SINCE

It's not a secret that Dottore tends to throw himself into his work, especially when he's particularly excited about getting results. Now, it's still not unusual for the Harbinger to busy himself in his lab... only this time, it's to distract himself from his reality outside of work. He barely even talks to his segments anymore, leaving them to fulfill their respective duties, so he works from project to project. Working, working... although there are occasions when he pauses to wonder what he's doing.

How long has he been working? Ages by now probably, it seems like he lost track of time, as he always did. So much work... no breaks... speaking of breaks, he'd have thought you'd come to pester him to take one by now. That was odd. Quite peculiar, to be honest. Maybe you were caught up in your own interests? He'd have to indulge you in them soon. Speaking of strangeness, his foggy, sleep and food deprived mind realizes he's neglected to start concocting your new medicine! He clicks his tongue at his carelessness, this was of utmost importance! He despised seeing any day when your health was worse off - it was his duty to keep you stable.

Dottore gets to work gathering the necessary items for your meds, his shoulders relaxing a bit as he will see you soon. But then his face turns to a scowl as he realizes important ingredients hadn't been gathered. Why didn't he send an order out for them? That was wholly idiotic - he'd never forget something as important as that... there must have been a good reason... and so he rattles his overfilled brain to remember and then-

It's times like this when Dottore remembers it was his duty to you as Zandik to keep you happy and healthy, and he failed.

The segments ignore the crash from his quarters once again.

[goaskangel]

bookie!

journalist!reader x business-man!hakari

cw...NSFW, slight manipulation, mention of intox, use of "mister" "sir" "doll", dumification, degradation, all the usual smut stuff LOL

word count...4.8k

a/n...this is my first fic ive posted publicly EEEK lowk nervy but i've read like 2 good hakari fics on this mf website and i js figured i might as well do it myself. my writing here IS NOT MY BEST, i plan to indulge into how i usually write. smut is a little harder for me to write so be patient AND NICE PLZ. mdni!please understand what kind of media you are consuming and be smart about it.

just the way hakari presented himself, it felt as if even if you didn’t suspect anything from him, it was obvious he was a secretive and cocky man. from how he dressed with his constant change between pimpy-fur coats and vulgar tanks with his ever-changing colored hair between purples, blacks, and blondes, it was no surprise he must’ve lied his way to the top. 

and even with this assumption, you couldn’t deny the offer of living with him and your company's team. not necessarily living with him but staying in a private luxury hotel, and sure, maybe your job here wasn’t very important as a journalist but your boss insisted on you attending. 

what kind of moron would pass on the opportunity of possibly breaking through one of japan’s wealthiest and slyest business men anyway?

something about interviews but mostly projects, maybe even a documentary went in your ear and out the other when your boss spoke to you about the expectations on this “trip.”

after being stuck on a reserved bus, you finally manage to push through and make it to a not very deserted place. matter of fact it was right in front of a busy street in the busiest city. you stretched your legs, cracked a few fingers, and headed to the entrance of the tall—what seemed to be marbled—hotel. if you could even call it that. seemed like a resort more than anything. you were told your bags full of equipment for work and clothes for the three day project would be handled by security. the front of the building were two big guards protecting any outsiders. pretty confidential for just a few days. it stays on brand with hakari’s whole attitude, a whole ass hotel in the city only allowing a few people with specific identification. 

inside it looked like everybody from every corporate office in town had been messily dragged in.  heavy steel tables were set randomly with even heavier bags and briefcases on top, open with papers and documents spilling out. 

the man himself was sitting at one of the sturdy desks, his head down.

before you noticed that he decided to go purple, left his black blazer on the shoulders of the chair he sat on, you watched as his hand shook carefully on a paper given to him by the lady standing nearby. 

his hot pink eyes dart back and forth across the page. you assume he was looking for another place to sign because he handed it right back to her after examining. hakari returns back to a binded notebook, the pen still in his fingers. he scribbles words down vigorously. part of you wonders what he’s got going on. another part wonders where your room will be. 

you observe the rest of the lobby. you glance at your boss finally coming through security, the dumb, happy guy starts a conversation with almost everyone as he came. he calls hakari over as if they’ve known each other since the dawn of time, and he follows. they greet one another and you go blank on the rest until your name is called. quickly, you turn to face the men again and walk towards them.

"if the interview goes well—which i'm sure it will—perhaps the documentary could follow up.” your boss explains, still turnt to hakari.

“mhm oh yeah man i’m sure of it, yep.” he agrees, mooning. his white button up hugging him perfectly. 

scrunched up sleeves, pen marks on his forearms. a few buttons undone from the neck. 

“this young lady right here is the foundation of the writing department.”

“oh yeah. so i’ve read.” 

he reaches a hand out, “took you a while to say hi.” 

“you seemed busy, signing shit n’ whatnot.” you smile politely and firmly shake his hand. he cheeses a toothy grin, blue and silver gems shine back at you. 

“pardon her words, man. you know how writers are—can write page upon pages yet their mind goes blank when they have a chance to speak—hah.” your boss shines his own nervous smile. 

“ya, know what they say about business men, can talk for hours and hours, spill what seems to be almost everything, and still have secrets.” he darts his eyes to yours before closing and laughing richly with the older man. 

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you spend the rest of the night cozying up into your hotel room and lazily journaling down ideas, even scraping up an idea against hakari. you stretch your arms after tossing your notebook shut, you glance over at the alarm on the desk,

11:24 P.M. 

it would be a good time to grab a snack, now that everyone should be asleep. at least you hope so as you walk out in casual clothes. 

you toss the room’s card from hand to hand and pass quiet rooms until turning left to the snack bar. you were told earlier that food would be available for the company whenever, so you figured it must be open now too, with all the staff asleep or at their posts. 

there was an incredible aroma of columbian brew with a dash of vanilla dancing with something hot, something fresh out of the oven. you’re greeted with his strong back. shaped tightly, almost too tight, was a simple white tank. on caramel skin, his wide shoulders flexed as he took a small spoon into his mug, tossing sugar packets and singles of liquid creamers into a trash bin. but it doesn’t really phase you. what were the chances of somebody being here? let alone hakari. it’s ironic and mostly awkward. 

you could’ve left but the pastry before you was calling your name. how awkward could it really be?

you walk towards the counter he was just at, he who was walking back to a two-chaired table. 

“it’s almost midnight.” he speaks and you freeze as if you’ve been caught. obviously, you haven’t, so you quickly grabbed a floral napkin and the pastry. 

“writers stay up late, i know that. but they’re usually alone.”

“well how was i supposed to know somebody else was gonna be up? it is almost midnight.”

“you’re the one writing stories about me and talking shit, i’d assume you’d know everything about me.” he grins as he pulls a chair out, sitting in it and slowly stirring his coffee. steam swirls up from the cup. “take a seat.” 

you walk to him and pull the other chair out, sitting quietly. you break apart the food in your hands and eat it piece by piece, examining the table subtly. 

he’d been sitting there for a while; papers closed a binder with a few pens spilt around. an empty chip bag, a few crumbs near the bottom of the coffee cup, his hands warming up around it. 

his hands were nice.

you swallow casually and look back at him. “you read my stuff? which one of your little employees do you have search for works written about you, huh?” 

“i find ‘em myself, ‘nd you're lucky i don’t report them. can’t have nasty stuff circulating around me, whether if it’s true or not.” 

“—or should i call them workers instead?” you ignore him. 

“your writing is admirable.” 

something about that made you lose track of what you were saying. 

you lay back in your chair and mumble an okay. 

you watch as he takes a sip of his sugared coffee, the steam cupping his face gently and flowing up. 

“so when do you sleep?” 

“i’ll go in a couple,” he says, cracking his knuckles. “schedule’s got all fucked ever since i got here. my manager—and don’t tell her i said this—doesn’t understand the concept of time, or maybe she’s fucking with me. how can i get three hours of paperwork done, meetings between each pile, ‘nd make phone calls back to back, but can’t stay up late?” 

“damn, you’ve even got your sleep schedule sorted?” 

“gotta sneak out here like some goddamn teenager. it’s no big deal, she’s knocked out at 10. jus’ gotta keep kissing her ass and thank her for taking such good care of me. she won’t suspect a thing.” 

you giggle at the irony, “might as well be your girlfriend.” 

“god, more like my mom.” you can see the outline of his tongue grazing his teeth as he grins. probably feeling the gems on his smile, you cross your legs at the view. 

funny and handsome. 

speaking of closing your thighs—you remember you have to get back to your room. 

“we’ve got just three days,” you say as you stand from your chair, “i’m sure we’ll have to work our asses off tomorrow.” hakari looks up at you.

“hmm nobody tell you wha’s happening either?” 

you shake your head and carefully bite the inside of your lip. 

“m’kay. have a good rest of your night, then.” he nods back down and sips his coffee. his tone indicated he practically knew you weren’t sleeping immediately. to enjoy the rest of your night. 

“yeah, i’ll make sure of it. goodnight.” 

as happy as you were to receive a half-vacation, half-business trip at a hotel – the benefits of not having to wake up early just to drive almost an hour to work everyday, the entire company just being outside, your hands would not suffice. you thought to yourself earlier, how great it’d be to stay in a nice, cool room and wind down from a long day. keeping dirty fantasies in your head and just when you thought the tight, small circles on your heat could master an orgasm. but the thought of him kept interrupting. 

a hand crawling up your neck and the other circling underneath your panties. closing your eyes as you concentrated on silver-haired men kissing your breasts, guys who stunk of cigarettes and coffee making out with your clit, god anybody willing to run their hands on your body. you jolt at the sudden twitch of your cunt, your back arching slightly. you groan. the man you’ve been practically stalking and have to work with is now appearing in your head while you masturbate. you switch the bedside lamp off and take off-white sheets over yourself. 

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on the second day, you pass new people while walking down narrow hallways. each person looking more tired than the one before. you notice just how many people could fill up the lobby and snack bar. as enticing the syrup from breakfast smelled, you keep your distance from everybody else. carefully, you lick the inner of your lips and taste the lipgloss you applied earlier. 

now popping your lips, backing up slowly, still examining the room until you feel what seems to be a pillar or wall behind you. 

“hey… you got a light?” behind you. tall, peeping over you – was that a fur coat? hakari watches everybody else almost as intently as you were. 

you stutter before reaching into your coat’s pocket, “yeah.” he takes it and quickly lights the now-appeared-cigarette of his mouth. 

“a smoke for breakfast? that can’t be healthy.” you cross your arms as he flips the lighter in the air. 

“it wouldn’t have been, hun, we had breakfast this morning already. don't you remember?” he exhales smoke that passes your jaw, making you shudder. 

“here, sounds like you need it.” he says the last part through his teeth, pinching the end of the cig and lowering it to your mouth. you glare to your side and lean in to wrap your lips around it, inhaling. you pull away and spew smoke out much more discreetly. he takes another, blowing it out, licking his lips, “tastes like bubblegum.” 

after set-ups and mic-checks in steel stools and numerous questions, you’re sitting in front of a laid-back hakari. his legs man-spread and his hands fixing his hair every other second. a very specific rage comes back to you. the same anger that you felt staying up to post blogs about complicated, but evident-filled, theories and what you truly think is the truth about the man sitting in front of you. the feeling is nostalgic. your nerves are overfilled with different emotions – since when could a man controlling so many industries, controlling so many people and still handle an underground fight club while acting like a semi-normal person? but normal people don’t wear fur-fucking-coats on the regular, let alone keep illegal ranges where people fight like bears just to be bet on like horses. 

two cups of steaming coffee are placed in the high-wooden table between you and hakari. 

“this part of the interview will be audio-presented. the second part will be videotaped.” the host of the section stands above the recorder, the rest of the crew standing around or still finishing breakfast. “etiquette for the tape is pretty simple – ‘ms and mr’ is usually set and the rest is self-explanitory.” 

you nod kindly and look at the man, meeting his eyes, ones that perhaps never left you. 

easy, almost-boring questions are asked but it hadn’t prepared you for what was going to come. the questions slowly make less and less connection and stay focused on hakari. “ethicality is mentioned within businesses and is no exception to your work, ms l/n.” before being asked the repetitive question, the topic being how many times can we make hakari look like a god in one tape, you interrupt the host. 

“morals are nowhere to be found in such work. there’s – again – no sense.” now slouched, hakari responds, “tell me, when searching for a job that pays well, were you interested in the pay or how many hours you had to work? ‘s there something you w’na say about being able to survive or how comfortable you are?” 

“sometimes it just boggles me to think about how one person needs more than one business. is it for fun, mister?”

“is what for fun, girl?” 

“is being a con-man to violent people and making them believe knocking each other’s teeth out will help for fun?” 

the host stutters and gets shushed, “well, you’re very right. that wouldn’t be ethical at all.” he smiles very faintly. too faintly for you to lash out and not make it seem like you’re crazy. 

“untruthful about being a bookie and fight-promoter. does gachinko ring a bell?”

“any more questions? how about all my employees' salaries? wanna know my salary? how’s about ‘you busy after this?’” 

the recorder falls off the foldable table after being shaken, “for the love of god.” your boss yells and stops. scrunching his fat nose and pinching the bridge. “that was the fourth time. i just… you know what, we’ll continue tomorrow morning. kinji you’ve got a meeting we’ve, i’ve, been trying to hold off but it seems like everybody’s in the mood for a break.” he walks to the exit of the lobby, followed by some of his crew. hakari gets up, exhaling and cracking his fingers and wrists. 

“almost as good as your writing. but writers always gotta fuck up while speaking.” he picks up the recorder from the ground and tosses it to the full cups of coffee. 

“are they going to post it?” 

he shakes his head. 

“then what?” 

“might do it all again tomorrow. a little more strict, too. it’s not like it was a bad tape either. just like you know, i can’t let shit spread around about me. i would never allow it.”  

you scoff and watch him walk off, cursing under your breath.

it’s the evening when he comes back, bringing a few drunk men through the guards. you nod your head back and forth between your open laptop and the men that find their wobbly way to the lounge's couches. you tune out their slurred talk and how hakari’s joking gets belly-laughs from them. he cackles with them, clapping his hands bluntly. he sighs, tears in his eyes, as he walks past the random suitcases and desks spread-about. 

you type away at your slightly dull keys, clumsily taking your gel-pen and drabbling a note down. 

“workin’ hard, i see.” you feel a heavy hand land on your left shoulder and glance over to the other side of the desk, hakari’s ringed-fingers tapping away at the steel. 

“what’re you writing down…” he mumbles and leans over obnoxiously. you lean back in your chair, looking at him looking at your notes. 

“god, are you drunk? didn’t you just have a meeting?” 

“drunk? nah, i don’t get drunk.” 

“i can smell the whiskey from your breath.” 

“ah-ha, you knew i drank whiskey, huh. looks like even an overworked girl like you knows how to have fun, too.” he looks at you with literal joy in his pupils. face tampered with blush while smiling like a hyena. “anyway,” he stands back up, the grip on your shoulder falling to your bare-arm. “even your handwriting is nice.” 

“uh-huh…” you press your thighs together, feeling the cold metal of his jewelry on your skin. his hand so big compared to your arm. part of you hopes his long gaze is down your blouse. 

it is.

“ya look good.” he speaks through the rasp in his throat but all you hear is a mutter, he gives your arm a squeeze before patting it and walking toward the corridor of rooms. 

you let out a shaky sigh and feel yourself burn up, staring at your yellow-notepad. hakari strides to his room, the last room of the hallway, stretching his arms. he takes a gold card out and shoves it into the slot. 

he lets out a serene moan when his back hits the bed. tossing his keys, phone, and whatever junk out of his pockets onto the nightstand. his large coat following. he groans and kicks off his shoes. something still bothering him. he reaches his hands down to his belt and unravels it, throwing it down. unbuttoning and zipping to comfort the ache below his stomach.

god, how hard could a guy get from one conversation? his slit brows raise as he grins, taking his weeping cock and holding the base.

thinking about all the things you’d say, 

you’re so vulgar. not enough action recently, huh? what stress’ll do to ya…

“yeah, baby, stress.” he takes his other hand and taps the underside of his cock in his palm. closing his eyes and imagining your sweet self between his legs, those same tits in his view. your pink tongue lolling out for him. “finally shut that smart-ass mouth up… use her for something fuckin’ useful.” he groans, stroking himself. 

what makes him throb is how dumb you’d gotten when his hands were on you. how fucking sweet and quiet you went when his fingers stroked your arm, weren’t you exposing him just a couple of hours ago? what a desperate girl. he swears out as he jerks spurts of come onto his clothed shirt. “yeah, hmph god, yeah, that’s good..” he pants like a dog, eyes going heavy. 

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another day passes and you haven’t come. guilt swats your hand away everytime you try, anyway. you start to get sick of the syrup and eggs roaming the air. you sit at the same spot from last evening and observe the room.

half of your company is eating breakfast or still passed out on the couch. the others, probably asleep or dealing with tech. your boss walks towards you and places a cup of coffee down in front of you. 

“we oughta work on you, huh? hah!” he stirs wood in his own cup. 

“you’re not hungover? i’m surprised you’re up this early.” 

“gotta stay professional, ya know…i only had one shot. maybe a couple. this coffee’s really good, drink some.”

“right because drinks on the second day of a work-trip is highly professional.”

“hey, come on.” he frowns and drinks a sip of his obviously too hot roast. “where is everybody? hell, where’s kinji?” he drifts off to a new group of people near the snackbar. 

the lobby fills again with the occasional technical difficulty, yet no hakari to be found. you wish you could throw it off and be so disconnected that you didn’t even realize the star wasn’t here like some of your colleagues, but you kept your eyes on that same corridor. the loud bitch from the room on the tallest floor went through your ear and out the other. you didn’t even realize the fly that was constantly buzzing had been trying to get your attention. 

“do you know where kinji is?” she was beautiful but still his assistant, loud and fussy like a bad mom. if she didn’t know where he was, how were you supposed to know? you put on a concerned look with a little smile, “might be in his room.” you get up and begin walking to the hallway, how the hell did they not check his fucking room? you swear your eyes roll so far to the back of your head, that if you didn’t have ears to hear the bitch’s loud heels clacking, you could’ve seen her behind you. you turn to the last door on the right and knock, remembering how many men had to carry luggage upon luggage inside. 

“hello? mister, we’re waiting on you.” you knock faster than time. “hakari?” the door swings open and your hand is met with another. before you can say anything, he shushes you and looks around, pulling you into his room and says, “give me a’minute. take a seat.” he leaves. by seat he probably refers to his bed, the entire room cluttered by stuff. you sit on the edge of his bed and sigh, taking a moment to collect what just happened.  

he was shirtless. the bathroom door being open and light on explains why, he’d taken a shower. the mirror was still foggy and the towel hung on the door’s hanger. there was a faint smell of vanilla and something floral. you would’ve been pissed to be in a messy room like this but you figured it was better than being out with everybody else. 

the door opens again and a calm hakari walks in, closing the door and locking it. 

his hair is damp but you only notice how he’s clothed in a towel. one that hangs low at his hips. 

“everybody’s waiting, and you’re not even dressed yet.” 

“s’fine, y/n. i bought us some time. these people, they’ll listen to whatever i say.” he says with a smile, and you look back at him with confusion.

“but the interview…?” your mouth drops gently when his hand comes to hold your face. 

he sighs and looks up and away. your legs are shut and you swallow the sudden pool of saliva in your mouth as your eyes are fixated on his sharp, shaved jawline and how his adam’s apple flexes as he speaks. “this job’s real tough, i know it is, ‘nd you want a break. doesn’t everyone?” he looks back down at you, his eyes filled with what seems to be.. lust? you furrow your eyebrows and nod slowly. he carefully puts some hair behind your ear and leans down to whisper against your skin, “w’na be a good girl and take some of that stress away from the both of us?” he kisses a part of your jaw, “my good girl?” 

oh god. 

did you write half of your career on this greedy man just for him to be licking your ear? leading a hand to your button-up and slowly undoing the pearly clasps? 

his hand now on your bare leg, going up and up your mid-pencil skirt. you feel yourself get dizzy from the thought of him feeling your lacy panties, holding a hand on his strong shoulder, his skin slightly wet. did you wear them on purpose? you can’t think. he stands back up, his hand slithering and rubbing the back of your neck. breathing heavily, you start to undo the rest of your shirt’s buttons. “yeah, there ya go.” he encourages you until your laced bra is exposed. 

he hooks a finger on the side of your panties and tugs them off, you reach under your skirt and tug the other side. he takes both sides and peels away, “mhhm, always liked a matching set.” your skin burns at embarrassment, not from what he said but how wet the middle of your core was and how drenched the crotch of your panties were. 

“a lil’ kissin’ got you this soaked, huh? you want this? ain’t you just sweet, doll.” he throws it to the corner of the bed and hums when you nod. “s’quiet when you’re needy.” hakari pushes two fingers at your lips just when you thought you could finally say something. “open.” he demands gently and grins when you comply. they find their way to the middle of your mouth and you can’t help but suck softly. “mhm that’s good, suck ‘em good. cost about’a milli’ each, heh.” he takes them out and pushes you slowly onto your back, spreading your legs, holding one up with a burly arm. 

“fuck.” is the only thing you manage to let out when he bunches your skirt up to your waist.

“be quiet f’me now.” he spits a glob onto his two fingers and presses them to your clit. you gasp at the content. 

“so wet.” he mumbles.

circling tight, slippery rounds on your aching bud. the guilty friction you’ve been craving finally went through. a sudden warmth and pleasure take over your pelvis. heat rises to your upper body, your hands slightly shaking and your ears burning, god, what were you doing? you watch and feel his dirty mastered hand bring you shame. your entire career faltered just for your fulfillment, the guilt so heavy, it makes you moan out. 

“huuh, mister – shit, i need it.” you speak whispers breathlessly. 

“yeah? you need it, baby?” he brings his focus to your pathetic expression, pushing and curling two fingers into your cunt. you moan out and watch, feel, as his fingers pump in and out of you. his hands are skilled as they break you open little by little. “sweet girl with a needy cunt, must’ve hit the fuckin’ jackpot.” your clit throbbing as you watch him grope himself and ease his own ache through the white towel. 

“c’mon, please sir.” you tap the side of his waist with your heeled foot. 

“patience, girl.” he pulls his fingers out and pats your vulva a few times before pulling your body close to his. his hand finally, finally pulling down the towel. the thing that kept distracting you from nights of sleep now dripping pre just above your heat. he gives himself a couple of strokes, long and heavy as your body begged, driving yourself closer ‘til your ass was almost off the bed. 

“shh shh.” he rubs his wet tip against your folds as you start begging quietly, your slits sloppily kissing. he groans when your cunt flutters, pushing himself into the first tight muscle.

you writhe at the sudden burn, making you mewl ever-so quietly. 

“be a good girl f’me.” he presses a hand on your lower stomach in comfort before moving his hips forward with no intent of stopping until he’s bottomed out. you moan long whines and grind your body down to try and get more, the stretch already burning. “fuck, goddamn it.” the warmth you bring him is unmatched, all he can think about is how hot you feel.

“fuck me – wan’ more.” you clench down and get a moan out of him. his hands hold down onto your plush thighs as he rocks back and forth into you, your folds swallowing him whole everytime. your throat burns at the way you choke out whimpers, drool seeping from the sides of your plump lips. “what’s your company g’na think of you now, hmm? director of the – fuckin’ writing department– their smart girl’s gotta fuck it all up cause she couldn’t resist some cock.” his hips start to fasten and he keeps a tight grip on your legs, your pretty, fucked out, face stays red. “‘s okay, pretty. you ain’t gotta say nothing, jus’ take it like the dumb girl you are and i’ll forget about all the mean little things you said, mhm?” 

“uh-huh.” your head’s spinning from the grinding he’s now doing, the underside of his cock rubbing back and forth and back and forth on the rough spot inside of you. your thighs tremble as you feel yourself getting close. you get louder and hiccup about how good it is.

“ya – yesyesyes please awh fuck,” your hands groping at the back of your neck and the hard nipples of your breast as you arch your back off of the white sheets, “coming – oh god kin’ i’m gonna come, come. thank you thank you…!” the hard waves of heat and fuzziness take up what seems to be your entire body as you cream all over the base of his cock, hakari still pumping himself inside, riding your release out. “god, fuck, baby. stay still.” eagerly, he takes his hard-on out and jerks himself above your mound before coming straight, hot lines of cum onto your stomach. 

he pants, “you wanna talk to me about my morals?”

“jesus fuck. shut the fuck up.” 

[everything-laito]

HIHIHIHI SECRET PROJECT REVEAL

I FINALLY FINISHED WHAT IVE BEEN WORKING ON FOR THIS PAST MONTH

It’s not Laito related directly but I do want to start making YouTube videos but wanted a creative way to cover my face! I know there’s vtubers and masks etc but I wanted something different >:) I’ll make a separate post on my art account ( @clemonthyne if you want to follow me there!) but I’m super proud of this so I’m posting on both ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

Haha Laito body pillow spotted in the background

ANYWAYS I’ve been so busy with this and addicted to marvel rivals and infinity Nikki but I will START POSTING AGAIN SOON RAHHHHH

[faineantf]

FRANCLIX LORE!

i wanted to do a quick summary of the franclix lore for those who are curious about it since ive been posting a lot of my selfship as of late! a full in-depth doc will be included at the end if you would like to read more! it's definitely more organized!! it doesn't include frances' death since im still working out how that would work but it'll definitely be written in! :) anyways! lore under break... also this post probably won't be proofread so BE WARNED!!! gahh

frances e. townsend (later frances e. kranken) is a bartender and later owner of the red rose inn, which was a family business she inherited. she's additionally an alcoholic like felix, though she's a bit better about it then him

she's a childhood friend of felixs and they've been pretty close for most of their lives! throughout their relationship there's always been some pining for eachother, especially in highschool but when felix ends up meeting linda and eventually dating her due to increased pressure from his own family (them simply prefering linda over frances due to them seeing frances as too passionate or even "aggressive") frances is obviously hurt and after they graduate highschool, they don't talk much

they end up reconnecting a bit before felix and linda get married, where frances is ultimately invited despite the complicated nature of everything which additionally hurts more (though it definitely hurts them both. felix loved linda in a very complicated way, but he certainly didn't love her enough to warrant marriage, but he was already so far into it he couldn't exactly go back in his mind. he still ultimately loved frances more.)

frances attends their wedding and after the wedding when things get complicated with felix and linda, felix goes into the bar frances owns in order to "vent" (his vents are very altered from reality, he tends to paint himself as the victim to frances in which she completely believes him and comforts him regularly)

this continues and gets worse post crash, where he completely lies to her about him being the one to ultimately leave linda (when it's obviously the opposite) and he also lies about the crash in which she of course believes him because she's trusted him for most of her life

when bons burgers ultimately ends up failing in 1974, they move in together for financial reasons since felix is hurting for cash without his familys support and after he put so much money into the original project

this living situation isn't ideal as felix feels increasingly more guilty about the lies he's fed her and increasingly more pent up when it comes to him still loving her up to this point.

they officially tell each other their actual romantic feelings after a drunken argument between the two of them which lessens the tension but felix still feels mass amounts of guilt

regardless, they date for awhile until they eventually set for a wedding but the guilt won't stop eating felix up. that guilt is kept in him until he finally reveals his lies to her at the alter instead of properly giving vows and he whispers this to her, in which those viewing the ceremony thought it was just a alternative tradition

despite him confessing to killing ed and molly and to completely lying about how things with linda were, frances still says yes despite it being painful, because he's all she's ever really wanted, and she's gotten this far and she's finally getting what she wants!

after the wedding things are ultimately tense but she eventually ends up becoming significantly more protective over him. she finally gets to have him and she'd do anything to keep him in her life in which she does various things to destroy evidence, bribe, and ultimately break down any chance of anyone fully finding out felixs secrets

her insistence on "protecting" him like this makes felix feel increasingly guilty and ultimately "bon" convinces felix to lure frances in so "bon" can kill her, because "wonderland would be more peaceful for her"

felix is hesitant about the idea at first but he desperately doesn't want her to have to keep incriminating herself and ruining her image in order to keep him around, and so in the end he's convinced to lure her to k-9 (post relocate project)

she ends up driving to k-9 after felix doesn't show up home one winter and so she obviously goes and investigates in order to bring felix home. she's lured in by music that felix himself plays in order to have bon successfully kill her!

in wonderland she's completely a mess but felix, (as the shadowman for the most part) does visit her in some capacity, their relationship is still decent enough even after this since frances doesn't know that felix was behind her death in some capacity, along with the fact she doesn't understand how she even died as she was unconscious for most of it

all in all things end up being a complete fucking mess and they suck /pos

anyways!

that was a summary of their lore!!! a more detailed and accurate assessment of their lore can be found here! thank you for reading! you're very impressive

[taikeero-lecoredier]

Give me your Actor Mark designs to draw pls

Hello hello, Markiplier fandom !!

Ive been talking about a "secret" project I've been teasing a while now,so it's finally here !

I wish to draw as many as possible people's versions of Actor Mark !!

All I require, if you wish to lend me your designs for me to draw, is that you reblog this post and attach a reference of your design !

Even designs for alternative universes or stuff like body horror are welcome!

Preferably with colors ! No need for a full body, as I will draw em in a bust style !

I already have a couple of people that I already have in mind for funsies

I'll be most likely quite busy during December because I'll have another month of internship,but it will just give me more time for people to send me their designs.

There is no date limit for you to send me your designs right now, but I will announce when I'll stop taking designs when I start having tons of them lol

I appreciate it if you guys could reblog this in order to spread the word, because thats something I've been meaning to do since ages !!

Thanks in advance !!!

[kazucee]

these were mostly thought of in the moment from random things i’ve noticed while replaying/playing thru the games so!! i’m nawt sure if you’re in some of these media pieces but i wanted to share em with you anyways ^^.

HSR

dan heng does things with his hands a lot. putting it on his hip, messing with his fingers. as someone who wears a wrist brace i stand behind the thought of him messing around with his, too. like oh wow this thing i need to help support a part of my body, it’s important, i NEED to mess with it in every way i can to distract myself from the environment around me.

he is also a DORK. that seal event solidified it completely for me idc 🙅🏽‍♀️🙅🏽‍♀️🙅🏽‍♀️ there was also a lil text bubble above him about his jokes within the star rail world event, and i can HEAR the awkward silence from when he does crack one. the jokes are probably so stupid, he’s the type of person to smile at his own jokes.

sunday stays in trailblazers room/space because of lack of space, and he has seen  the most atrocious things. trailblazer trying to breathe underwater in their bath, trailblazer saying “oh kafka, we’re really in it now” whilst sobbing against her wanted poster, listening to robin’s music together only for them to try and reach robin’s high notes only for BAD voice cracks to happen. 

march has low blood sugar!! it’s also why she’s prone to each a lot of sweets at once to help raise it. she has a “secret” stash of juice boxes. 

march is himeko’s master taste tester when i comes to cooking and when she’s unavailable dan hang becomes the next unfortunate target (i think that’s been confirmed thru the home event??)

MARAUDERS/HP

james’ is mixed 🙂‍↕️ i hc his dad as romani & his mom as caucasian personally. i rly see snape as wasian (totally not projecting again 👎🏽👎🏽👎🏽). i think i have said this before but i’m gonna add more to it; remus is a major uk mix (majorly welsh) and his accent skips around a LOT. there are a lot of different pronunciations in his sentences (can PERSONALLY attest to this).

lily used to straighten her hair a lot because it was a bit hard to control with the frizz which caused it to be wild. she later allowed it to just be natural because she got more comfortable with it.

sirius used to use horoscopes for relationships, but after it showed a bump with a friend (no specific) he stopped using them completely.

ron has genuinely thought that harry was into hermoine more than his own sister…..

OTHERS

sadako yamamura (rip queen) is a troll. she laughs at the weirdest times as well, and often scrutinizes you so much that you think she was staring into your soul. 

ellie williams snorts more than she actually laughs, it’s more of a go-to because she had to be more uptight when she was younger. she would also be the kind of person who sorts their skittles (no shade i do that at my almost ancient age).

if re2 (remake) leon kennedy was in that generation of when buzzfeed quizzes were popular he would take them religiously. 

ada wong is more of a pants person than a dress/skirt person actually canon im capcom, hashtag give leon dresses instead.

mark grayson (who i’ve been SAYING was fine but no one got the hype until s3 </333 ) is so stupid that he’s smart unlike the popular saying. that one artpiece w/ him in the yale shirt is so FUNNY like honey he wouldn't make it to yale in his dreams 😭😭😭

OHKA HCS OHKA HCS. Y'ALL IVE BEEN DREAMING ABOUT THIS MOMENT!

THE DANHENG ONE. I CANT HELP BUT AGREE TO EVERY SINGLE ONE. ESPECIALLY THE HANDS ONE, atp he just unconsciously does it (it's the nervous energy in him, like ik he's cool and collected half of the time but when things start getting a bit too much, one of his tells is definitely keeping his hands busy, like his face would be completely stoic then you'd see his hands folding a piece of paper to oblivion) + DORK DANHENG. OHKA YOU'RE SO RIGHT WITH THAT 😭 I'm sorry y'all you can't convince me that he's not a total forking loser, he WOULD gush about cute things inside his mind, he WOULD spend hours watching the star wars saga because he can + I'D LAUGH AT HIS JOKES. ME. I WILL. IF NO ONE GETS IT I WILL. IDCIDC.

SUNDAY 😭😭😭 him and the trailblazer are one of my favourite duos ever TT they're very calm (but secretly chaotic) x chaotic. The robin one made me cackle BWHABWHAH. They'd spend the night talking about the most stupidest of shi— "do you think we can make tree umbrellas-" "trailblazer wtfu-"

OK MARCH. MARCH? I DID NOT EXPECT THAT BUT HOLY CARP I RESONATE WITH IT? like the march HC of the season. Low blood sugar March TT OKOK BUT IMAGINE THE EXPRESS PEOPLE ALSO CARRYING LITTLE BITS OF CHOCOLATE BARS OR CANDIES FOR HER JUST INCASE TTT? this is adorable I love her sm, I'd carry around a whole ahh fridge for her + her being himekos taste tester PFTTT AND DANHENG BEING THE NEXT ONE LMFAO.

Me whenever James Potters name gets mentioned: SHSJDHSGDJSHSKS. he's definitely 100% mixed in my mind sorry but I'm not having some White British boy, give me that diversity /pos! ROMANI. I AGREE SO MUCH WITH THAT HOLY CARP. YES. PLS KEEP COOKING OHKA. pft snape as wasian, yeah I can see it LOLOLOLOL. RREEEEEMUUUSSS. YES. Banger hc, it's canon actually TT his pronunciations being different whenever it reaches a certain word and the marauders teasing him affectionately lmfao. Sirius would 100% get Remus to teach him all the different accents around Europe and such. LILY EVANS MENTIONED OMGOFNGOGMGOG, PEOPLE WHO HC LILY W/ CURLY HAIR. YOU GET ME FR. I LOVE THIS HC SM. STOP SHE'D ASK SIRIUS FOR HAIR ADVICE OR MARY FOR HAIR ADVICE. lmfao the Sirius hc is just a callout towards me because I'm such a sucker for all those horoscope bs TT, Sirius I get you, I get you so much. Mercury is in retrograde or sum shit like that. Actually I can't blame Ron 😭 Harry and Hermione really do have that kind of friendship that makes you question if they actually want each other or what—

Personally I relate because I also have a bad timing when I laugh (a menace to society) + ELLIE SNORTING AND ARRANGING HER SKITTLES LFMAOOO, ADHD BEHAVIOR DHSKDJKFJE + actually from the very limited knowledge I have of resident evil (I watched the raccoon city movie and like one of my former friends yappee about it to me) yes I can confirm, Ada Wong is a girl boss, Leon is a guy failure. Dresses for leon we scream in unison. Mark Grayson (after a quick Google search) holy heck he's fine— I'm hearing you out ohka 😭 from vibes alone I can definitely understand your point + I'm sorry but he gives useless ray of sunshine vibes and stupid orange cat vibes /AFFECTIONATE

AAAAA all your hcs are such a delight to receive and pick apart. Literally pls keep them coming because I'm DEPRIVED OF DANHENG AND MARAUDERS CONTENT + ALSO JJK (I'm not super into it but bro I love Megumi so much it's actually suffocating.) as always, such a pleasure user starcharmed 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[kittykat-pikachu]

do u know your classpect? :D

YAY CLASSPECTS!! prepare for an ESSAY!

i know my aspect is Breath, theme of freedom and just going for it type thing. and also i have been described as having my "head in the clouds" since i was a kid. adding to that my tendency to disassociate and get emotionally detached if i get overwhelmed and yeah im pretty sure im a breath player. its also what i got on the official homestuck quiz so

but i dont know what my class would be?? i like the sound of Thief of Breath (its cool as hell) and its what i play as on the genesis project, but ive never actually understood the fandom interpretation of the classes so im unsure if it fits me "canonically"

HOWEVER!

i have my own interpretations on what classpects mean and how one fits into them, and by that merit i certainly am a Thief of Breath (at least in this point of time). to give you some reasoning behind it i will give you a (long) snippet of my classpect interpretations:

CLASS - What THEME of your life is most prevalent?

ive noticed that the characters with the same classes typically have similar themes to their stories, and i feel having themes be connected to class in general makes a bit more sense to me? like its a role youre given and that will effect how youll act. might sound weird but hear me out:

Vriska and Meenah play a similar role on their friend groups, being the person that ultimately has the greatest effect on their fates. They also both have an expectation (either self-inflicted or society-inflicted) to become like their ancestor. AND they have a duty theyre born with that has a hold on them as they grow up. each of these similarities, to me, has a common theme of Control. so, i personally think that Thieves are people that have Control to be a big part of their lives.

how does this relate to me? i have a very great need to understand and control almost everything in my life. be it from socializing or my own art, i want to know exactly what will happen before it will happen or else i start freaking out. yes i am considering getting an OCD diagnosis. its not that i /want/ Control to. heh. control my life's story but it IS the thing that i keep having to face time and time again. and this same sentiment is how i feel classes relate to a person.

so. yeah, i see myself as a Thief.

ASPECT - HOW do you play games?

okay i know this is out there but HEAR ME OUT!! the way you approach games can say a lot of how you view life. and the characters who share aspects typically share general views on how to go though situations even if the intent is different.

the Breath players all have very non-committal ways of engaging with games. Tavros never cared if he won or lost, he was just focused on having fun in the moment. he also didnt care about specifically gunning for the prize or figuring out secrets, he was just having fun playing puzzles. whatever hes doing in the present moment is whats most important. same goes for John, really. though where Tavros engages with his games' story, John totally skips over it and makes his own. hes too busy acting out con air to care about the fireflies trapped in the clouds. all that matters is what hes doing in the current moment.

this is also how i mainly play games, though i have a limited sample size of what i can relate this to, since i usually only ever care about whats happening in the current moment. i get distracted easily and set weird goals for myself. i either blatantly ignore the story beats to do my own thing or commit so hard my friends call it overkill. all i care about is having fun, not finishing the game.

so i got to give the homestuck official quiz a star for assigning me Breath.

all of that to say i /think/ im a Thief of Breath but idk i could be way off. i love the idea of the conflict of someone who is obsessed with both control and freedom. having that itching need to know exactly what is going on but only on their own path. i also just really like how it sounds like murder

[strixcattus]

hello tumblr user strixcattus!

i would like to inform u that stop-the-play still lives in my head rent free and that every single voice & vessel u’ve shown us holds a special place in my heart!!

ive been thinking about them more in recent times cuz of… well, its in my nature to take comfort in stories and use them as mirrors to dissect what im going thru.

my last theory that i sent about the voices has shifted slightly, but thats a story for a different time!

what i want to say next is that… i suspect that this au has taken inspiration from in stars and time!! (tone: said in a fun commiserating “i like that thing too!” way)

now that im more familiar with the story and themes of that game, i can now recognize that “back to the stage” was a direct reference to it! 

and it just makes me even more curious to find out what other secrets u’ve hidden in this project of urs!!

i cant wait for the next update (which is to say that im very excited for it) but i understand that art (especially something as great and involved as this!) takes time, so i will be waiting very patiently until u feel ready to grace us with ur wonderful vision for this story of urs!!!

i feel very grateful that u had the courage to share it with us, and even tho the blog has gone on hiatus, i want u to know that it has affected my mind, heart, and soul in ways that i will never be able to describe in the extent that i want to…

…but i love ur project so much that im willing to try! becuz thats what u do when u love something!! 

and i do! i this story of urs so very much!!

this message that im writing is my best attempt at capturing even a fraction of the emotion u have gifted me and the rest of ur faithful readers with ur art!!!

ive tried many times in the past months (dating back to last year) to write something that felt adequate enough to show how passionate i am about ur creation, but none of it ever felt right…

…but then i realized that it didnt need to be perfect becuz the most important part of writing these sorts of comments is letting the artist know that their creations are wonderful and the heart that they put into it is cherished and adored!

i had lost the plot and focused too much on myself when i really should have been trying to uplift u, so that is what im doing now!! i hope this makes u happy!!!

okay thats all i wanted to say; i hope u have a good day/night wherever u are! ^^

<3 <3 <3

Thank you so much for this ask!! I've been trying to figure out how exactly to respond as answering these sorts of comments is often just as tricky as sending them... smiling so much as I read through this. Thank you!!

You're right that there's a bit of ISAT inspiration with the theatre-theming of it all... something about plays and time loops, you know? As for whether there are any other hidden references... I'll leave that to you!

I've been in a bit of an art rut for the past couple months (protip: if you're seeing burnout looming on the horizon, you probably shouldn't try to push through it even if you think you're being smart and cutting back just enough to avoid it) and the current route is a bit intimidating in terms of artwork (you know how the Stranger route is; I quite literally can't fall back into the easier artstyle I'd normally use to take some effort out of the everyday updates), so the hiatus has been on for longer than I would've wanted, but thank you for still thinking about the story despite my radio silence!!

I'm at a point where I'm starting to wonder if part of this overlong break is that I'm waiting for perfect conditions that aren't going to happen, or if I've just decided that easing into other art projects would be a better way to start drawing again and not bothered to consider taking the plunge straight into STPlay. I can't say for sure when I'll actually be able to drop out of hiatus, since I'm busy in the immediate future, but... I've been thinking about working on the artwork ahead of time so I don't need to do all the work of starting it back up at once. Ease out of the break, draw in my spare time, and in an ideal world go back to, if not daily, at least a regular schedule once I'm no longer devoting all my energy to offline projects?

So thank you again for thinking about STPlay even when I've been MIA for the past few months, and thank you so much for taking the time to send this ask!! Even though I can't yet say when I'll be able to start it up again, it definitely will resume at some point—I'm way too excited to give you all some proper peeks behind the curtains. Here's hoping I can get back into drawing for it soon!

[purplepixel]

Happy Easter, my favorite lil dragon bunny!

You've been so QUIET the past few days. I've missed you!

Hope all your projects (and, like, life and stuff) are going well! Would love a sneek peek but no pressure.

Anyway, hope you're a little more active tomorrow... there's a rather big update you'll probably want to see...

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HAPPY EASTER!! Hope your day has been great!

Haha I guess ive been pretty busy. Had to take care of a lot of things before i head off on a road trip tomorrow! I suppose i can share what i was cooking yesterday. Two screenshots from the thumbs im cleaning up. Ill do a proper wip update soon, but i havent gotten to cleaning up my thumbs from the animated part id like to show. So out of context donnie and leo for now!

Im like…really secretive when it comes to my projects. And this project in particular ive been keeping under careful wraps. Not even my bestie, who i spam on the regular with wip updates, has seen anything from this project (altho im pretty sure i told him what its about…maybe he also saw one thumbnail. But thats it) I have very few spoiler free shots on this one and im guarding my song choice with every fiber of my being. So ya youre the first to see anything at all past my thumbnail stage even if it is just an itty bitty small bite.

I might continue to be a little quiet this week between being on the road and sightseeing with friends, but my goal is to finish my storyboards by the end of the week cuz guess who isnt doing the actual driving!! Who knows, maybe ill share an actual wip thats animated sometime this week

[elkkiel]

“shy” anon, yeah i am losing my shyness a little heh. Guess youre just easy to talk to.

design school? like graphic design (guessing from the post you made about the calendars)? ive tried getting into knitting before, but i have arthritis in my hands and it’s hurts like a son of a bitch, and i cant do it. i also draw and paint, and write. i am also into baking, and my top two recipes are brownies and apple cider blondies. maybe we could trade notes on those…i also really enjoy regular cooking, and id say im a pretty good cook too.

im also a bit of a gamer, but i havent been able to play much recently due to life. when i could it was GTA V, RDR 2, and sims 4. im also a reader though, i have adhd so focusing long enough isn’t too easy.

as for how i know you, we’re mutuals. ive been following you for a couple of months.

I find it's easy to make good conversation when you're in good company, iykwim :3

Yes, design school for graphic design! I'm currently a ✨professional✨ graphic designer, just putting my degree on hold for now. It'll get finished eventually, but I've gotta say that actually being in the industry is a whole lot cooler than sitting in a 4 hour lecture+lab

That's too bad for the knitting :( why must everything that is cool and fun cause wrist and/or hand pain?? 😔💔 It's cool that you still keep up with other creative hobbies though!! What subject(s) do you usually draw/write/paint about? Or are you more of a creative free spirit?

and APPLE CIDER BLONDIES OMG that sounds so good 😭😭 it feels like it would be a "cuddling up in a warm blanket with good coffee and dessert" kind of recipe (if you have any tricks in your recipes I'd love to hear them!! always down for making a mean ass baked good lol)

I feel you with the gaming; it would be so fun to pick it up again but. yeah. life and busy schedules and all that :/ I've whined to Roby about wanting to play Fallout 3 again, but man is it hard to make time for "non-productive" fun things. Adhd is such a double edged sword with that too. Like, there's infinite focus for fun things, just not the fun thing you actually want to try and focus on ;w;

also, are you in the st fandom? if so, that's good, because I'm working on a project for mutuals right now and I'll be able to include you! (and only you'll really know, huh? idk about you, but I find hiding little secrets out in the open to be a little... thrilling(/lh)? I hope you're having some fun with this, darling anon >w< heheh)

[laikaflash]

im so curious, ive been dying to ask you this:

which soulcalibur ships interest you the most? for the canon ones (lol the few that we have), what about them speak to you? for the noncanon ones, where is the potential for them in your eyes?

Okay, this is probably going to be a bit of a mess, but I'll try to keep it concise. Not jinxing it at all. Going off the top of my head... (drum roll)

Canon

Kilik/Xianghua: It's not for nothing that I summed this one up as "complicated, but dammit if I'm not there for the emotional roller-coaster" in this ask from a while back. I don't want to harp on why the way it ended in the old timeline makes sense to me, but again, I'm a sucker for star-crossed lovers. 'Tis better to have loved than to have lost than to never love at all, and all that... Also, I get the feeling that some overlook the fact that Kilik was raised in a Buddhist monastery as something that plays into his decisions.

Li Long/Chie: The accidental tragicomedy of "My girlfriend's a ninja?!", as I like to call it. Li Long started off as a hotheaded assassin who bit off more than he could chew while deep in enemy territory, and would've bled to death if Chie hadn't found him by chance. I like to imagine them gradually bonding as she nurses him back to health... all while hiding the fact that she and her father are fugitive ninjas, of course. (I've thought about these two a lot because I've had a fic languishing in my drive since 2020. Also, Chie's muteness gives me an excuse to practice describing a range of nonverbal cues for just about anything.) Long story short (pun not not intended), he went through hell and back for her... And it all worked out. Since he ends up in the ranks of the Fu-Ma clan during the pre-SC5 timeskip, I like to think he was a good adoptive dad to Natsu. He probably left the demon stuff to Chie and Taki, though.

Not canon (but I can always dream)

Siegfried/Salia: The Schwarzwind side-missions in Libra of Soul were my fuel, especially with Salia keeping the group together long after Siegfried ran off. ("Because without us, he would have no one to return to...") I think her feelings toward Siegfried were only mentioned in supplementary material before, so I was particularly happy about this part of the "Feelings Shared" side-mission:

Sounds like an open secret to me! (Pardon the uneven cropping.)

To me, Siegfried and Salia have the sort of dynamic that writes itself. Close friends, erstwhile partners-in-crime, leader and tactician... What was that line in Siegfried's SC4 prologue? Something about not letting anyone touch his heart?

(T_T)

To be fair, having a child born with latent Soul Edge energy would be a reasonable worry for him. That might be part of it.

Bonus: according to this relationship chart from New Legends of Projects Soul (page 118), Siegfried's mother sees Salia as "a nice girl, too good for her own son"!

(I'm probably showing more of that section than I need to.)

And now we enter my self-indulgence zone.

I've been playing around with a (very id-driven) Mitsurugi/Taki scenario and went into crackpot mode to flesh it out. It's an AU partly because I think it would take a lot for Mitsurugi to see Taki as something more than She-who-dares-get-in-my-way... Like, oh I don't know, him jumping at the chance to do some mercenary work, even if it means getting caught up in the Fu-Ma clan's business (and Taki watching him like a hawk the entire time). A fair trade for that shard of Soul Edge he picked up long ago? This is all supposed to diverge from some point after Mitsurugi returns to Japan too late for the Battle of Sekigahara (during the pre-SC5 timeskip). For now it's a bunch of notes and scenes clogging my phone's memo app.

There's just... something about a pair of rivals growing to trust each other enough to show their vulnerable sides, I'll say that much for now. Man, that was a lot of words for what started as my brain going NOW KISS.

Sorry this took two weeks. Thanks for asking!

[demadogs]

oh please elaborate on your ocs & story if it's not a secret project!

its not a secret project at the moment but i would like it to be one day so i dont wanna share too much! i also couldnt share too much if i wanted to just because its SO new and fresh that theres still so many plot points im still working on. ive got a lot of character traits for each of them but not a lot of the world building. like its post-apocalyptic but i still dont even know why lol. im leaning towards a meteor. something interstellar, not human caused.

basically its a gay mlm love story between a deaf character and a hearing character in a post-apocalyptic world where everythings in shambles. theyre not quite enemies to lovers, more like reluctantly working together and tolerating each others presence to friends to lovers. theyre in their early- mid 20s. theyre traveling long distances together but dont speak the same language. one only uses sign language and doesnt speak or read lips and the other doesnt know any sign language so they write in mud or sand any chance they get and when they take rests he teaches him the alphabet in sign and so they can eventually talk through spelling things out.

they do have names and i have a lot more details than that but im feeling very protective of them and dont wanna share too much lol. ive always had little ocs and stories in my head pretty much since i started reading regularly in high school. id take my favorite traits from multiple characters across like five different books and make my own little stories. its always just been a fun little thing to daydream though. ive never actually considered creating a story with it but when i thought of this one i just got so attached and now i fear im gonna have to actually create something because i cant stop thinking about them!!!!!

if i do, itll be in the form of a screenplay. i see it as a movie or miniseries, not a book. i got my degree in film and have taken screenwriting classes and feel way more comfortable writing in that format. i havent written anything yet though. i have like 10 scenes perfectly crafted in my brain but nothing on paper. i also will have to do lots of research on deaf culture and sign language! ive already bookmarked some sources and i follow some educational deaf youtubers that i plan on watching more of and taking notes. thats definitely the first step. ive just been too busy lately to really start but one day i hope she exists in the world. <3

[kylesvariouslistsandstuff]

The forecast indicates an opening well over $100m for INSIDE OUT 2, which is really no surprise to me. Animated movies, even sequels to beloved favorites, tend to be underestimated before opening. They don't make huge bucks right out of the gate like frontloaded fan-driven things like MCU movies and the like. Their business is more in the walk-ups at the theaters, and make those big totals on Saturdays and Sundays. Hence why projections can be quite low. MARIO is a good example, some analysts had that at $70-90m for its opening.

That looks to be the case with INSIDE OUT 2, a sequel to a movie that made $90m on its opening weekend unadjusted... 9 years ago. Of course it was gonna stay flat at the very least, but some projections are suggesting it could cruise past $120m.

The all-timer opening weekends for animated movies:

$191m - THE LION KING (2019)

$182m - INCREDIBLES 2 (2018)

$146m - THE SUPER MARIO BROS. MOVIE (2023)

$135m - FINDING DORY (2016)

$130m - FROZEN II (2019)

$121m - SHREK THE THIRD (2007)

$120m - TOY STORY 4 (2019)

$120m - SPIDER-MAN: ACROSS THE SPIDER-VERSE (2023)

$115m - MINIONS (2015)

$110m - TOY STORY 3 (2010)

$108m - SHREK 2 (2004)

$107m - MINIONS: THE RISE OF GRU (2022)

$104m - THE SECRET LIFE OF PETS (2016)

$103m - THE JUNGLE BOOK (2016)

So, it'll be with the big leagues either way, but I'll be curious to see how high it goes.

Of course, some of the trades are seemingly celebrating this win for all the wrong reasons... And I'm sure Disney execs will use it as some sort of justification for something regarding their original movies. Don't be surprised if another sequel gets slotted before D23 this year, or some time thereafter. But the good news is, people get to keep their jobs once more.

I think $300-400m domestic is also pretty much a lock, could even challenge $1 billion worldwide. For Disney, this is their biggest animated release since FROZEN II, nearly five years ago. In terms of animated movies in general released after March 2020, this may share the top spots with Mario and the Minions.

On the one hand, I'm happy to see Disney finally get some BIG animation box office cake after years of movies either having to release elsewhere for the safety of audiences (SOUL, LUCA, TURNING RED) or outright flopping (LIGHTYEAR, STRANGE WORLD, WISH), and they're sure to get some more with MOANA 2, and possibly MUFASA at the end of the year... But, at the same time, there's all the corporate nonsense. I keep thinking, what are they going to say if ELIO and such perform more like ELEMENTAL?: "Uhhh, uhhh? I guess trying to do this 'general appeal' thing didn't work either??"

INSIDE OUT 2, coupled with MOANA 2, ZOOTOPIA 2, TOY STORY 5, FROZEN III & IV, etc. should make back what was "lost" on the other movies. I'm not against sequels funding the originals, that's the way it has been with many studios since the 2000s, I'm just more concerned about how Disney will go about the originals being made at both studios. If INSIDE OUT 2 holds on at the box office in the coming weeks, it'll just tell me that audiences liked the new story, and that there doesn't need to be any of this needless meddling of Pixar's filmmaking processes. INSIDE OUT 2 was approached the same way ELEMENTAL, TURNING RED, etc. were - so if it has great legs after an expectedly big opening, then that just proves my point. And vindicates those so-called audience-unfriendly movies.

But yeah, I expect a big sequel drop from Pixar by the end of the year. Something that'll come out probably 2-3 years after TOY STORY 5.

SUNDAY UPDATE: Estimates have it at $155m. Could go higher when tomorrow rolls around... Big doins'.

MONDAY UPDATE: $154m. Great CinemaScore grade. This thing's smashing $400m domestic, maybe even makes a play for $500m. $1 billion worldwide locked, too?

[wackymaci]

✨Blog rules: pwease no rebwoggy (anything, not just this post!)✨

No I can’t make all these posts unrebloggable cause otherwise how would I re-reblog myself eight thousand times. duhhhh— ANYWAY—

EDIT march'25, a full year after the previous edit lower on this post: okay clearly ive abandoned this project lowkey for now rip im uhhh. busy and insane. BUT NEVER SAY NEVER! post remains as follows for posterity uwuu

“ooo april wtf is this” hello trusted Friends and Confidants WELL some of you already know what I’ve been doing in my spare time but for those of you who had taken part in the Twitter exodus ahem aHEM,

THATS RIGHT IM… OHHHH MY GOD IM MAKING AN ELYSIUM WIKI???? like an actual wiki website which is just. insane honestly that I’m just Allowed To Do This for Some Reason—

I have not released the link to anyone just yet (except for Fenixe obviously) and I have not said a word about this on my actual tumblr nor my actual public twitter or my growing public Instagram - I want to make an actual formal announcement If And When this IS more completed bc on top of coding one billion things I also have. oh god so much to write.

I’ve started with the Maci page bc i figured it would be a good litmus to see how committed I actually wanted to be with this and I have… uhh STILLLLL been working on the Maci page so to be honest I don’t know if I’m actually completely on board with doing this whole thing as all of the 80 interlinked articles that’s gonna be involved BUT. to be more honest I’m also already kind of obsessed and so yknow what like. it’s gonna fuckin happen

probably (no it wont)

EDIT, MARCH’24: YEAH OKAY UHHH SUPER DISTRACTED AFTER ALL RIP RIP RIP By now this blog has ALSO turned into a haven to stack up some CANON CONVOS which I usually don’t EVER share, so at least this top secret space is being used for ssss…… something. LISTEN ITS JUST VIBES IN HERE—

anyway with twitter once again disintegrating like I said on Main Blog im gonna need Somewhere to put all my sneaky gushing about this project specifically cause I can’t talk about it anywhere else + general other sneaky gushing and so you know what yeah. priv tumblr IS the way to go.

I’ll prob crosspost some of the nonsense I’ve been rambling aboht on twt re ; this for the past two weeks in a bit but for nowwww here’s YOUR SUPER SECRET REVEAL FOR THIS BLOG and now I’m busyyyyyy………..👀

EDIT to add: all these preview snippets feature a litany of tragic backstories and so uh. trigger warnings for.,,, basically everything. proceed with caution. the entire wiki is doused in one million trigger warnings per page dw 🙃🙃 augh

RELEVANT CONTENT TAGS:

preview snippets: paragraphs snipped from wiki WIP, subject to be changed before publication but as sneak previews on here!

canon convos: real snips from the Elysiumverse SOURCE MATERIAL scripty rp’verse taken from my archives! These can ONLY be glimpsed here!

[madisonrooney]

Hi yes hi hello, your Secret Santa has returned! Hopefully you'll get to do more stuff with your parents this month :) I'm going to be very busy seeing all kinds of family in the coming weeks, please lend me some vibes that are good if possible💀 Aside from that, happy Alchemical P1 release! (Screams) !! Now that you've spent a few days with the new tracks, how are you feeling? I'm quite taken with the new stuff but my top I think remain Sand and Lethal Woman⏳ Speaking of music, sorry to pile on multiple questions, but what are your favorite songs to come from Disney Channel projects?? Have an excellent day! - GCWCA Secret Santa

good vibes are sent lol

i really like lethal woman and sand possibly even more. i dont tend to gravitate to the sadder stuff but its just so beautifully done.

as ive said, i do not claim white glove bc im a mostly sex-repulsed ace lol, but i like the other ones a lot and roughly on the same level as one another. maybe ill have a more decisive ranking later on but as of now ill put them at gods game, fragile things, and still, tho theyre all very close. like sand, theyre all somber but still have a beauty to them, which sounds like what she was going for. i have learned i need to limit my listening of them or they make me too sad tho lol.

firstly ill direct you to this playlist i made lol

as far as shows - ofc anything from l&m but my fav is say hey (and gotta give it to froyo yolo) - same for hm, plus that has a lot more songs lol, my fav is rock star - i was thinking about make it happen from wizards when i was in the shower for some reason lol. that slaps and its sad its not on streaming (sure streaming wasnt a thing when the episode premiered but singles were) - WE DONT CARE FROM TVOVV. and to a lesser extent this is where the partys at and a place for everyone, but especially we dont care. that was my #2 song of the year lol. - i dont talk much about my shake it up phase but it did happen. i got two soundtracks from it at disneyland shortly after i finished binging it and i listened to them a ton that summer. my favs were blow the system, beat of my drum, and bring the fire. - THE KC UNDERCOVER THEME SONG. show biases aside, this is my all time fav theme song as i have mentioned in the discord before. it has no right going as hard as it does - partial to step up from the lodge bc dove - let me make you proud and ready as ill ever be from tangled the series bc varian best boy

id ask you the same question but it might give you away lol, unless you have any answers not tied to major favs of yours i.e. me with keep it undercover. your call.

broader question, have you been up to anything fun since we last talked?