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[rose-madder-gaze]

What sorrow craves acquaintance at my hand . . .

Prompto for Civil Hands, a Prince!Prompto AU by @chasingfigments and @crazyloststar. Give it a read! This illustration features in Chapter 9 >:)

[narcissarina]

Darkened Desires

Prologue and Chapter 1: The sun || Chapter 2: The moon || Chapter 3: The moon || Chapter 4: The sun || Chapter 5: The sun || Chapter 6: The moon || Chapter 7: The moon || Chapter 8: The sun || Chapter 9: The sun || Chapter 10: The outsider || Chapter 11: The moon || Chapter 12: The sun

Pairings: Mafia!Scaramouche × Barista!Reader

Word count: 2,279

Tw: praise kink, degradation, kidnapping, tourture, dub/non-con, forced breeding, dismembering, gore, deaths, age-gap, corruption, use of force, trauma, use of drugs, stalking, mentions of human trafficking on the near chapters, slowburn.

Warning: This fanfiction may contain kidnapping, torture, dub/non-con, forced breeding, dismembering, age-gap, corruption, vigilante Scaramouche, use of force, trauma, use of drugs, stalking, and more. This fiction will continue grow darker as chapters goes by.

Your mental health matters. This chapter can be triggering and suggestive.

CHAPTER 13

THE SUN

I heard rustling and mumbling of voices, my eyes still heavy but I’m awake.

My head heavy and my mouth duck taped shut, my body was position to be sitting against a pole or something since my hands were tied back. I try to open my crusty ass eyes but I’m blindfolded, nothing but pitch black, hearing two male voices only a few inches away from me.

“Are you sure about this?” the man with a raspy voice asked.

“Don’t worry, they won’t know. She’s what they’re looking for.” The other man with a light pitch voice, not deep nor raspy, he chuckled.

“It wouldn’t hurt to have fun with her, no?”

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Wyck.” The man with a raspy voice warned, “you’re no fun, Oro.” The man named Wyck, laugh.

I hiss and groan as I feel every stiff and had to move my legs up to my chest while being tied down, I could feel their gaze at me. Their steps come closer as I feel a presence towering over me, “hello there, sweetheart.” The man named Oro with a nice raspy voice spoke to me, “I’m here advancing my apology on behalf of my idiotic brother.”

“hey!” Wyck yelled, so they’re brothers? I wonder why Oro is apologizing in advance when they both kidnapped me, “I just want to say that I’m not there to kidnap you.” Oro added, as if he read my mind.

“Oh come on!” Wyck groaned, stepping closer to his brother and knelt down beside him, both towering over me. “Can’t we have fun with her? You know…” I could hear Oro ick and stiff when his brother said that, “are you mad? No, we can’t.” Oro hisses, I don’t know what expression that they have. But I could feel a hand glide against the skin of my thigh, making me shudder and kick.

“Feisty.” Wyck voice deepens as he chuckle at my kick, this fucker had a loose screw in the head, “Wyck.” Oro warned, his voice dropping and threatening, “come one! Just one round, it’s not like she’ll be less valuable when her pussy still works and used.”

I clenched my thighs together, my knee up to my chest and my ankle blocking my private part, I can’t see them but I could hear them. I could only rely on my ears for now since they won’t be taking off my blindfold.

My hands getting numb from the rope that’s been tightly tied, I squirm and try repositioning myself to a comfortable position, I hear a sigh from my right—probably Oro, “it should not have come to this.” Oro mumbled to himself but it was loud enough for me to hear.

A hand yank my head up by my scalp, I hiss from the painful grab. I could feel his hot ass breath, “I know many different ways to make a woman scream,” Wyck chuckled and tighten his grip, “either from pleasure… or pain.”

“you are so fucked up in the head.” Oro hisses, “I mean, if you don’t want to get involve, you’re free to walk out of that door.” Wyck laughs and removes his hand from my hair, caressing down from where he pulled my hair as if it ease the pain.

“I won’t leave the room if I made sure you won’t be harassing this woman right here.” Oro refers to me, obviously. What I don’t get is, why is Oro stopping his brother from harassing me?

“You play the good guy too much, brother.”

“I never wanted to get involve in the first place.”

“But you’re here now, you’re in this whether you wanted it or not.” I could hear Wyck’s menacing chuckle.

“No thanks, I rather keep my head from getting beheaded by a powerful group of mafia. You made some big enemies, Wyck.”

I just sat here on the cold ass ground, listening to their argument. My mind flashes back to the Tsaritsa, Ajax and Scara. Getting worried for them rather than my own, how was he? What happened to the Tsaritsa, where was Ajax when we need his aid?

My chest tightens as I get dizzy from all the thinking and how am I going to escape them.

My ears starts to ring, fuck—it’s too loud. Everything is loud.

I didn’t noticed that one of them left, one remain in the room with me. I manage to calm down and move my legs for some relief, I don’t know who’s left in a room with me and I’m terrified if it’s the Wyck guy, he’ll do something. Harass me or worse.

“Hey,” The guy called, his tone soft and collected, “I’m so sorry for all of this.” I didn’t respond, he click his tongue. He starts again, “just so you know, I’m against this but I have no power over my brother. He’s the only one I have, I just… can’t.” he sighs in defeat, I tilt my head to my left and crossed my legs.

“I’ll try to help you get out,” Oro whispers, “but I can’t guarantee your safety when I’m not around.” He added, I nodded—opening my mouth as I speak, “help me get home.”

It’s been a six days, or so what Oro told me. I’ve been untied and there’s only a chain on my ankle. He’s been trying to get whereabouts on how to reach the Tsaritsa and Scara, then information about this place.

I asked him that his brother picked this place and that shouldn’t he know it. Which he thought I was sarcastic, he gave me a look of judgment as he squint his eyes that day that he only sees black void.

“Well my good ass brother didn’t told me anything and most likely that I was asleep at that time when he’s driving the van or some shit.”

Although, inside those past few days. Oro and I been getting along pretty well, we share something in common—no I didn’t fell for him, why would I do that? Scara would take this mans head off if I did. Oro is like a brother I never had, he shared his sob story with me and how things got things were like this with his brother.

He still keeps me updated though, and nothing happened these past days rather than me getting fed and living here rent free (technically Wyck’s selling me to someone). I like Oro's cooking. And I still have the blinds on my eyes.

But something did happened yesterday, I was asleep. Curled up into a ball on a small blanket and another blanket over me—preventing myself to get cold, I heard screams… moans… and something sharpening.

It was a hellish nightmare, I couldn’t sleep—they sounded like a few women and little girls… I was helpless, I couldn’t do anything rather than listen and weep to their plea and cries.

“Stop!”

“I wanna go to my mommy!”

“Ick..! Please, it hurts!”

God please don’t tell me what they’re doing, I don’t want to mention it. It’ll make me sick to my stomach on what Wyck’s doing to those poor women and children. I hope Oro’s doing anything to stop this nightmare.

God.

Please, I can’t stay here much longer.

After a few flashbacks yesterday, I heard someone entering the room, “Oro?” I called, a man chuckled. “Oh, little dime. You’re actually looking for my brother?” it was Wyck, “too bad he has errands to run, you two got along pretty well. Makes me a little jelly.” I rolled my eyes behind my blindfolds, which he wouldn’t even know.

“Little dime,” he called, I could only turn my head where the direction of his voice were—because, duh! I can’t see shit, I’m blindfolded!

“Are you ready to meet your master?” those words sent shivers down my spine, I back away a little and took the blanket to cover myself up. Wyck chuckled, but remain where he stood.

I hear a few unfamiliar voice, assuming that they’re only behind this son of a bitch.

“is that her?”

“She’s a dime, this kid isn’t lying.”

“Our boss would love playing with her.”

I cringe at their words, I feel the chain in my ankle getting light tugs. I hear keys clanging and my ankles was free from that god dang chain—oh fuck, it feels so numb right now.

“Wyck?” I hear Oro called out, my head turns to the direction of the voice, the heel of his shoe is heard until he halt.

“who are these men?”

“Oh,” Wyck chuckle to himself, “these gentlemen were going to take this precious dime away and our eighteen million is secured.”

“are you serious?”

Totally serious, bro just sold me to strangers.

Oro didn’t got a say in it, I could tell that Oro’s pissed that his own brother didn’t gave him a heads-up. I still can’t take my blindfold off of me though, I felt hands touch me then threw me up on their shoulders like a sack of heavy potatoes.

“Wait!” Oro reach out and grabbed firmly to my hand as the strange men tries walking away with me on their shoulders. I could only imagine that Wyck’s twitching at his brothers attempt, “now, now dear brother.” I could hear him grit his teeth together.

“didn’t you told me that the moment she leaves, she leaves? We didn’t touch her or anything, she remains pure for her master.”

I jerk and cringe at those words, but I didn’t say anything—instead I feel something small in my hand when Oro reached out to me. I’ll see it when I’m in the car or when I’m clear to see it.

But definitely not now. Too risky.

“I know,” Oro replied, “it’s just that I’ll be sad that this little miss here and I won’t be bonding anymore.”

I tilt my head, I could feel Oro right beside my face—he whispers to a difference language, a language that I also speak of, “keep the tracker safe with you, I got something. Stay safe.”

Quick words before the tall guys shoved him and walked out the confinement where I’ve been prisoned for seven days.

They took my blindfolds off, finally my eyes could see again. I had a hard time adjusting to the light since I could only see dimly lit from the past couple of days.

I take in my surroundings, two big guys from either side of where I sit. I’m still fucking chained but this time it’s two of my wrists. The tracker in my left hand, clenched shut as the two were busy with the window. I pretend to sneeze and cover my mouth with two of my hands, putting the tracker inside my mouth and putting them aside. I just hope I don’t swallow it.

Few minutes got by and we arrived at their destination, forcing me to get out of the car as I struggle against their hold. But they were too strong and big, they’re two times bigger than me.

They dolled me up, chains still remains on my wrist and what I’m wearing has a deep V-line, exposing my chest and like separating my tits, is this ‘master’ a fan of princess Jasmine?

I can see the colors and the choice of clothes, I felt disgusted and violated when that man touches me. Forces me on my knee and try to give himself a blow with my mouth.

As if I’d let him fuck my mouth, he doesn’t have that privilege.

I could only fight off their hold, make time for myself until they hurt or kill me. Please. They need to come and save me, now.

I want to see the sun and the beautiful garden that the Tsaritsa has, and hear Ajax’s family story and Scara worshipping me body and soul.

“Pretty dime.”

Ew.

“little fox.”

Ew.

“beloved dime.”

Ew.

I have felt mothing more than shame and embarrassment on how desperate of a man this fucker is. I’d let him touch me, but the moment he’ll violate me—I’ll be sure to cut his dick off. Or ask Scara to cut it for me. I may become sick in the head now.

I hear screams outside from these walls, the horror and the gush of violence. I hear a cry for mercy and plea for their life. How I hear their scream as they were slowly tortured. It bothered my sleep as those screams haunt me at night.

It's been days and still no sign, is this it?

Is this the destiny I’m going to get?

What about my café?

My friends?

The future I’m building for myself?

Am I going to waste all of that because I got taken away and became a plaything for them?

Fuck no, I need something.

A sign from God.

Oh, please fuck. I can’t take this any longer.

I hear shouts of backup and shooting behind those walls, I just lie there—helpless and depressed. I let the darkness consume me as I let out a whimper, asking myself that would I die like this?

I hear the tracker beeping from my mouth, I took it out and it flashes red and blue and green. Curious, I play around for a bit then setting it down—it’s not like they’ll noticed it since this is my own room that my ‘master’ gave to me.

My eyes shut, my lids were too heavy to fight off.

My muscles were exhausted and so does my mind.

I could only hear voices, they were unfamiliar but a familiar voice called out to me. But I’m passed out asleep.

“Sunshine?”

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Chapter 14: THE MOON

[demonio-fleurs]

the headcanon ask game!

for both sabo and koala:

🏳️‍🌈🧸🎶💝❤️‍🔥😶

Send in a character or characters and an icon and I’ll give you...

i am so sorry this took so long btw, a mixture of me being busy and also having to come up with these on the spot made it take longer than i wanted it to!

these also range from "simple and straight forward" to "mini fics/drabbles" haha, sorry for the inconsistency

🏳️‍🌈 A sexuality headcanon

they're both bisexual, although koala is (in my opinion) far more likely to be vocal about it than sabo, who is too busy with work to think about relationships.

koala realized she was bisexual when she met betty for the first time, and no i will not elaborate further. meanwhile sabo has just always kinda known that gender doesn't matter for him.

(more under the cut!)

🧸 A headcanon about their childhood

one day, while traveling the seas with the sun pirates, their ship was attacked by slavers looking for a profit. they were arrogant, and believed they could easily take out the group of fishmen on the ship.

koala doesn't remember much about that night, except for how frightened she was, as the ship had been caught up in a cyclone right before being attacked.

but she does remember huddling in a corner of the ship, wide eyes staring as a man came rushing towards her. she remembers jinbei, stepping out of nowhere and using Samehada Shotei against the slaver, and how the sheer force of it was enough to cause the man to be tossed across the room, knocking him out. jinbei then turned to her, and had her crawl onto his back for safety until they could ensure there was no one left on the ship.

that memory stayed burned into her for the rest of her life, and the day that hack told her that she'd finally perfected the Samehada Shotei technique was one of the happiest moments of her life.

for the longest time, sabo's childhood was not defined by memories, but rather feelings and vague nightmares. he remembered there being a great, terrible fire, and the fear he felt when he saw it. he remembered the feeling of a bird, trapped in it's cage and wanting so desperately to fly free. so many dark emotions, so many nights waking up in a cold sweat, gripping onto his sheets.

but sometimes, there were positive thoughts and dreams from his childhood. a song played in a bar on a mission might bring back the memory of tall, towering trees amidst a humid jungle. koala clinging to him in the middle of a hot night brought back the feeling of creaky wooden boards beneath him, and the starry night sky above him.

it wouldn't be until after ace's death that he gained the context necessary to understand those lingering childhood memories, but context didn't make his heart feel any less heavy in his chest.

🎶 A headcanon about music

one day while laying low in a bar and trying to plan out their next steps on an important mission assigned to them by dragon, koala began singing along to an old song that was being played on a dingy old piano in the corner. to her surprise, sabo began humming along with it, despite it being a song that was usually only known by pirates.

after their mission, she sat down with him and sang the lyrics in the hopes of triggering some memories from his past, but the only thing that came to mind for sabo was a warm summer night in a jungle.

later on, he'd put together that he must have heard the song from luffy, who taught both him and ace the lyrics to "prepare them" for their life as a pirate.

💝 A headcanon about their love language

sabo is a very "physical touch" person, when they are alone he is constantly either in their lap, or clinging onto them, almost as if when he lets go of them, they'll disappear forever.

koala, on the other hand, is more of a "quality time" type of person. to her, so long as she is near the person she loves, that is quality time, even if they aren't doing the same thing. this doesn't mean that she isn't physically affectionate, in fact she can be quite clingy when she's worried or upset, but that isn't her primary love language.

❤️‍🔥 A romantic headcanon

oh gosh, haha, i'm honestly one of the worst people for romance but here we go

one of sabo's favorite things to do when coming home from a mission is to put his head in koala's lap and fall asleep. almost every outside observer wonders when koala will get fed up with him and kick him out of her lap, especially since she'll complain about it to anyone who will listen, but hack knows that koala secretly loves it. when she thinks no one is looking she'll often run her fingers through his golden locks, and simply enjoy the downtime with him.

😶 A random headcanon!

sabo has fangs like a dragon 3:

koala has an incredibly high spice tolerance, but primarily bc she enjoys food that has strong flavors.

[magnifiico]

@sparesovereign || cont.

The queen, Magnifico had come to conclude, had a propensity for talking. Respectfully, of course: she had said nothing wrong thus far, and the friendliness exuded in every lilt of her tone, every smile she cast in his direction, gave further evidence of precisely why her kingdom adored her so. He was silent while he let her finish a saga of curiosities. And when she cleared her throat, he supposed that was as good a time as any to finally reply.

“Well, I can't say I know much about how your sister's magic works,” he admitted. “I do recall hearing she had been born with such power; I was not. Surely that must make a difference.” Which made him thoughtful, albeit fleeting in the moment, as his attention pulled back to the sister present at his side. “When you think about it, someone wishing for snow could very well result in devastation quite similar to what Arendelle faced many years ago. Decidedly undesirable, all things considered.”

Whether someone had wished for it, King Magnifico declined to elaborate.

A hum rumbled in his chest while his gaze flicked to the mountains, head tilting somewhat as if to better absorb the sight from a new angle. “Is the trek permissible for a queen?” But his voice was light, the glint in his eyes sportive. “I'd be delighted.”

[mad-hatter-404]

YatoYota Fic Recs

I haven’t seen a fic recs post on them yet). Wtf I love these two?? So if I have to be one of the first, I will be!

G     /      3,532     /     1/1     /     iceblinks

I love everything about this fic. ITS A MASTERPIECE!!! The pacing, the writing, the language, the characters, if you’re gonna read one fic off this list, read this one.

G     /     1,814     /      1/1    /     rutaceae

Yotatsuke being blunt, these two being awkward asf, GO KINGS!!!

Not Rated      /      1,439     /     1/1     /    JadedButler

It’s short but really cute, literally has everything you want in a first kiss fic. If you’re a fan give it a read :)

T      /     1,098     /     1/1     /     neomints

THE LANGUAGE. THE DESCRIPTIONS. THE POETICNESS. I normally hate descriptions, I’m perfectly fine imagining them myself, but blue period writers, man. They’re the best.

T     /     2,644     /     1/1     /      doseinalia (soledades)

New years eve kiss!!! One of the best times to kiss in any fic. This also has a lot of mythology references (for those of you had percy jackson phases- I see you)

G     /     7,731    /     4/4    /       indigoswears

A really cool take on the hanahaki disease (Im guessing thats where it came from)! I love ideas like these this fic is amazing go read it pls

G     /     1,122     /     1/1     /      peanutbutterwithbanana

Have I mentioned that I love awkward fluff? I LOVE AWKWARD FLUFF.

G     /     1,048     /     1/1     /       gaysorbet

Once again, AMAZING WRITING. Blue Period writers, I love ya’ll. The ending was freaking amazing it made me feel so complete this fic needs more attention give it a read!!

G     /     754     /     1/1     /     nicotein

MORE BEAUTIFUL WRITING IM IN LOVE

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Fluff fic role model. Is it obvious that I love fluff?

[tidaltow]

❛  i shouldn’t have snuck up on you like that.  ❜ ( Hermes! )

@makrothumia || meme

“Oh, you think?”

His voice is a bit shriller than it should be. Okay, a lot shriller. In fact, he's pretty sure he's hit some notes he assumed weren't even possible anymore, promptly after expelling a sound Percy was positive couldn't have been human (or demigod . . . more like the squawk of a seagull? Nice and composed).

Riptide's readily in hand. If he had pulled that on any other god, they might've been offended, maybe snapped a finger and turned him into a pile of Percy Dust (which sounded suspiciously like Pixie Dust). Since this was Hermes, though, he'd have an easier time . . . presumably.

Regardless, he's already slackening out of a battle-tense stance, all the while trying to convince that organ in his chest to chill out before he keels over for reasons having nothing to do with an angry god. The tip of his blade droops, his gaze drifts from the offender for a moment while collecting himself, and at first, he snaps, “Can I help you?”

But maybe some part of him already knows. Maybe that part is just as much the culprit of his tight tone as his frazzled nerves. And maybe, whether it's that part or another one, he realizes he's being unfair—

“Sorry,” Percy mumbles, capping his weapon now that he's sure there's no threat. He looks back. “What's, um . . . ” What's up? doesn't seem entirely appropriate, either. “I'm gonna just go ahead and make a wild guess that you're here for a reason—?”

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

Oh my fucking godddd I just had the funniest thought ever 😭you know how u were talking about satoru and his cuteness aggression earlier….. him biting ur cheeks n stuff…. What about reader with cuteness aggression. This is even funnier if reader is nowhere NEAR as strong as stsg because I’m just imaging like. Squishing satorus cheeks and staring at him with heart eyes then suddenly blurting out “toru you’re so cute :)) I literally want to strangle you :D” because he’s probably like??? Twice your height + size and the literal strongest sorcerer, there’s no WAY you could kill him even if you wanted to <//333 or or or just chomping his bicep out of nowhere. I’m not gonna lie he would probably just let you <//333 silly little loser. Would probably compare you to a chihuahua I’m not gonna lie 😭😭 like yes you just bit him!!!!! And yes he thinks it’s cute why wouldn’t he!!! just coos at you when u try and chew on him. He’s so frustratingly charming and funny and and and <///333 but I think. This is equally as funny with sugu because satoru is so lovesick that he really does not care how you show your affection he just thinks it’s a cute n silly part of ur character <333 just makes him swoon even more. But sugu i think would be equally fine with it deep down but jokingly judge you a bit depending on his mood. Like if u try biting his arm or saying something like “you’re so beautiful I’m going to beat u up ❤️❤️❤️” he just 🤨🤨🤨 “that’s not very nice.” (Doesn’t mean he’s gonna stop u doing it tho) LMFAOOOO but like…. Maybe when he’s a little sleepier or feeling a bit more gentle he just. (gently) cups/pinches ur cheeks 😞 tilts ur head up to look at him and just gently chuckles n shakes his head n says something like how he’s gonna have to muzzle you if u keep trying to eat him 💔💔💔 maybe his tone is a little condescending….. in a mommy way,, (lovingly) (jokingly) lectures you as if you’re a teething toddler that just keeps biting and chomping on everything. 😭😭 pats ur hair and smooths his hand down the back of ur head while he does it….. ok I’m going insane. my silly little babies. My angels. I need to bite their man boobs I mean what who said that !!!!!!!!!!

— stsg anon 👽👽👽 (alien version)

STSG ANON (alien version) MY SAVIOR……….. it’s crazy how the stsg hivemind works bc i was literally JUST thinking abt biting their arms

YOU’RE INSANEEEE (EXTREMELY affectionate) THIS IS SO . 😵‍💫😵‍💫 they’re so…… this is the realest thing EVER 2 me btw. reader w cuteness aggression!!!! they’re me!!!!!!!! i know you understand stsg anon but likeee who wouldn’t want to gnaw at their bones a bit……. maybe shake them around…….. they’re just so gorgeous and cute </3 how is a girlie (gn) to resist </3 </3 </3

i hope you realize how up my alley this is i started jumping and cheering when i saw it you really do know me and them better than anyone else… THEY WOULD ABSOLUTELY INDULGE YOU. ohhhh satoru would love it sm 😭😭😭 i think being called cute would fluster him a bit at first bc he just. isn’t used to it at alllll but he’s such a sucker for it…… he’s so strong your biting wouldn’t hurt him at all so i really do think he’d just let you go wild. chew at his chest all you want stsg anon he’ll simply chuckle and ruffle your hair <333

AND SUGU 😭😭😭😭😭 WAHHHHH I CRIED I SOBBED……… so real abt him jokingly judging you he literally becomes the 🤨 emoji personified (but on the inside he’s just ☺️)……. “that’s not very nice.” OHHH STSG ANON MY STSG WHISPERER the way you’re literally psychologically linked w them…… he would say that word for word w one single raised eyebrow and a barely contained smile and i would explode into pieces 💔💔💔 aaaa and the eepy gentle sugu 🥺🥺 tilting your head up n pinching your cheek…….

just gently chuckles n shakes his head n says something like how he’s gonna have to muzzle you if u keep trying to eat him 💔💔💔 maybe his tone is a little condescending….. in a mommy way,, (lovingly) (jokingly) lectures you as if you’re a teething toddler that just keeps biting and chomping on everything. 😭😭 pats ur hair and smooths his hand down the back of ur head while he does it…..

needed to copy+paste this bc i . do Not have the words to explain how crazy it made me. r you out to get me stsg anon…. was this your plan all along……. 😞😞 AAAARRGHHHHH I’M . NOT OKAY. NOT THE MOMMY!SUGU AGENDA PLS WARN ME NEXT TIME I ALMOST EXPLODED 😭😭😭😭 HHH THE COOING CONDESCENSION………. jokes abt needing to MUZZLE you……….. (ari has been found dead in a ditch) thank you for my life stsg anon thank you for existing thank you for blessing me w your giant brain i truly don’t deserve you . gna think about this all day 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

no but :((((( insanity aside!!! i adore this concept,.. it’s so sweet and cute and they would just eat it up!!! they’re soooo indulgent and adoring and i think they’d feel so oddly loved every time they feel you gnawing at their bicep 😭😭 they just think you’re the cutest thing!!!!

[lovelydrusilla]

"from the vault". a deep dive into iconic robin tunney photos.

🎄tm secret santa 2022 day seven for @thinkingaboutjisbon

[tetsuskei]

hi Risu! (new mootie hehe ♡) i really love hearing about peoples self ships so i would like to hear about yours if you feel comfy sharing!

for you and Kuroo, are there any specific tropes that apply to y’all? like love at first sight or coworkers to lovers?

and i am not sure if you self ship with Childe or not (i didn’t see him listed in your carrd but i notice he is a common guy on your blog ehe ;)) BUT if you do, is there anything about your self ship with him you would like to share? like perhaps how you met or what he loves about you? ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

omg hihi gray, it’s so nice to meet you :> i was so excited when i saw u follow ! 💗

for kuroo and i, we do have the coworkers to lovers trope and also the mutual pinning and/or idiots to lovers! i’m quite oblivious when someone is flirting with me and i usually just think someone is being nice, so it goes over my head ! pls i get nervous @_@ he thinks i just don’t like him so he’s discouraged that i don’t feel the same way but to everyone in the office it’s pretty obvious we both like each other. 😭

and yes, i have started selfshipping with childe more recently since ive been newly playing genshin ! him and kaeya are my faves :3 i have to add them into my carrd at some point hehe.

i find it hard to say what he likes most abt me since we are very much opposites, but i like to think that he likes how different we are. i’m pretty shy and often quiet but he finds it endearing <3 im much more of a listener than a talker, but i can have deeper conversations with those im close with, which we often do! i also know how to stand my own ground and can be quite brutally honest and mean sometimes to those who are rude or slight me. he finds it hot that i can have a sharp tongue, tries provoking me for fun bc it gets him going 🧌 he also admires how smart and observant i am. i can read people pretty well, and he knows that if he lies to me or tries to play off how he’s feeling i can tell if he’s being truthful or not. he is not a very vulnerable person but likes being so with me. 💗

[badboysupr]

“do i like him or is he just tall?  ” piper's thinking out loud to herself, but leo's subject to weigh in his own two cents, if he'd like. ( from @aglaophonosx )

@aglaophonosx || meme

He's only half-listening to her prattle on, futzing as he is with a jam in one of Festus's appendages while the dragon's settled there . . . mostly patient aside from the occasional flick of his tail (like a cat barely resisting smacking an infant getting too handsy with them). A quiet curse slides under his breath when he gets a closer look at a locked-up joint because seriously—? Leo swore he'd just fixed this exact issue a month or so ago, so what the Hades-loving crap?

(Expert mechanic, everyone. Expert mechanic.)

As he catches her latest question—but more like one of those I don't actually need an answer; I just need to complain sort of questions—his attention finally skirts sideways. He snorts and shakes his head. “So that is a thing, huh? Ladies just . . . loooove the tall guys,” Leo determines, rolling his eyes as a crooked grin perches there at the edge of his lips. A bitter grin, really. “See, what I'm getting from this is that I need to start wearing heels wherever I go. Pretty sure I could pull them off just as long as I don't break my legs first.” And by “pull them off,” maybe he should've meant literally taking them off.

His hand, slick with sweat, slips on his wrench slightly, and he readjusts his grip before diving back in. “Uhh . . . But, like, really, though—? Who are we talking about, again?” Like he needs to ask . . .

[ardate]

Your top 3 songs of this year?

Those are always so difficult but, nonetheless. Here's three songs I discovered this year that throttled me (/pos). We're going crescendo, starting off strong and ending with my most favoritest of this year.

Greta Van Fleet - Stardust Chords A friend has bestowed upon me the grand gift of the discovery of Greta Van Fleet via their album The Battle at Garden's Gate. It is, undoubtedly, an album that works extremely well as a unit, and its power is such that it convinced even my friends who aren't into listening to full albums that this one was worth the trouble. Musically, there is a lot of inspirations from classic rock of the 70s, obvious to those well acquainted with that genre, but of course much modernized to end up with an incredibly clean and refined sonority in the end that truly elevates it to new heights. Stardust Chords is for me one of the brightest highlights of this incredible piece of art, with those soaring vocals that grip your bones and send you ascending with them. -

Këkht Aräkh - Wanderer Is there any surprise? The ukrainian songwriter shook everyone with his sudden inclusion of rap-like diction and rhythm within his new song, clearly apparent in his music video that mixes classic rap moves within traditional BM aesthetic - and all of it, song and video, enshrined within his usual romantic melancholy as he sings about love and loneliness, as always. And it is masterful, and deeply moving. -

Les Chants de Nihil - Clarté de la Pluie Of course, I already rambled about this one in past posts: this is my absolute favourite discovery of this year. I had explored their discography in the past ('Là où nous étions les rois' being my fav song of theirs for a bunch of years now), but somehow had never taken the time to check out that particular album, and. What a punch in the chest. This album (namely, La Liberté Guidant le Fer) is a unique masterpiece that works at its best as a Whole, but still, I cherrypick this specific song because it carries itself strongly on its own. It sweeps you into the wet streets of an unknown city, under pouring rain - and as the singer, overtaken with old age, screams about his upcoming end and his willingness to meet it in peace, you're left with your heart bleeding through your chest.

BONUS (More like I originally wrote this one for the first of the list and then remembered about Greta Van Fleet but didn't want to delete all my good writing talking about this cool band so i'm giving it to you here):

Hypno5e - Acid Mist Tomorrow Discovered this band in february of this year with the release of their newest album, Sheol, but if I had to share one song it'd be this one - Acid Mist Tomorrow, introduction to the album of the same name from 2011. It's also an excellent introduction to the band as a whole, I believe, because of its concentration of their signature sounds - the sudden, brutal, heavy metal phases, intercut with soft and tender light guitar adorned with voice samples, only for it to start and stop and start again, like a pulsating energy. If you're not shy in the face of experimental sounds, you might appreciate Hypno5e's grandiose and complex artistry.

[chaoticjoke]

I love your portrayal I love you you have no idea sends so many kisses !!! Writing with you is so fun !

tell me your honest opinion of my portrayal

Lemme tell ya something:

I'm gonna vote for ya. #I BELIEVE IN HARVEY DENT 2024

[skizabaa]

Every time I’m under the weather I always suddenly think ‘I wonder how this person is doing’. Your art is such a delight to see and I can never get enough of it, it’s as good as those buffets that cost my left kidney to eat in.

Here’s an actual question: Do you have a oc/character/design you’d favor to be drawn the most out of anything else? If so, which one?

ANON THIS IS SO SWEET, THANK YOU FOR THE KIND WORDS... you have now activated my trap card (asking about my ocs)

I don't share much about them outside of a few discords but here are a few I can think of first! From left to right there's: Draven Vesper - (He/They), Jay - (She/They), and Bruce - (He/They).

I have tons more, with full cast of monster inspired & themed characters that were initially designed for either a comic and or potential game which has since been forever cast to the w.i.p pit. (might revisit it one day who knows)

BUT! To answer your question it would have to be Jay!

Here's Her Artfight Page ref!

Short Description of Jay: A small bluejay aarakocra and life domain cleric! She worships a lunar goddess. They're kind soul with a interest in games, especially anything involving flying! They've journeyed through the material plane in search of a way back home. With friends met, a blood pact made, and secrets unraveled; she's finding her way through an unfamiliar world.

[ask-the-sexyman-squad]

@hazbmymhotel here

Alastor, Double Trouble

I'm having such a horrible night too

But it gets better, guys

Just lean on your little family

You have so much joy and warmth available to you

"Thank you for those words, darling. It's very uplifting for us...I'm sorry about your night, though. I hope that things get better for you as well. You're stronger than you know, alright? Keep on going. I know you can."

"...thank you."

He's still in a bit of a shell shock state. That doesn't mean he won't offer encouraging words.

"...as they said, keep pushing forward. And remember about smiles...they're...they're a tool to use. And in a way, they light up a room. Do smile for me when you have the chance. Keep on going, my dear."

[aletheialed]

Barok van Zieks is an intriguing man.

Enoch has heard the news. The truth of the professor case, finally revealed to the world... it makes him want to laugh, to think about how it's all come out now - too late for Enoch, who nobody ever had ever believed; who had had his future taken away cruelly and abruptly as a result, because if there's one thing that this world is - it's unfair.

It does strike him as ironic, how they've both had their lives ruined by the same incident - though for very different reasons. If he were to try, maybe he could even muster up some sympathy for the man... as someone who's also been exposed to the unfair judgement of society, and who sees the world for what it is - a farce.

But instead, van Zieks... irritates him somehow. Maybe it's because he still seems to care about justice in this world so devoid of it. Though it's not like Enoch knows the man at all, so it might be that deep down, Barok is just as selfish as the rest of them, and he doesn't truly believe in justice at all. Who can say?

What the prosecutor is here for now, Enoch has no idea. But there's one thing he has to ask - even if it makes him feel sick to think of it, and he hates the feelings that stir inside him as a result.

"That mockery of a scientist... Albert Harebrayne. Tell me. How does he fare?" That's what he asks, but... looking at Enoch's face, it's difficult to tell whether or not he truly cares about the answer.

@soulscursed ( starter! )

[shadowedresolve]

"Ugh... thank you so much. I'm sorry you had to see all that."

Ann apologizes with an exhausted expression, though she manages to collect herself and manages a smile after the moment passes. Getting harassed by strangers is never fun, and while Ann wishes she'd been able to deal with it herself, that doesn't make her any less grateful for the help.

But as she assesses the boy before her... she notices that there's something tired about him, almost. It looks like he might have had a long day himself - or maybe that's just how he always is, and she's jumping to conclusions, but even so-

"Alright! Let me make it up to you." Ann exclaims, with renewed energy and a suddenly cheery disposition. "I was saving these for later, but here... are you a fan of sweets?"

@ochazos ( starter! )