#also i like his design. his very specific hair. the fuckin. big shirt over the armor im obsessed with. the missing eye

[figofswords]

i know ive made myself the #1 izutsumi stan in the eyes of all of my friends and probably some of you online people but what if i became a mithrun stan. there is something about him that compels me. i just want to *clenches fist* put him on the drying rack. lovingly stick him into a tupperware for later. make him into. a broth of some sort. do you understand

[watermelonsugawara]

Leave Your Mark

❥ warnings: nsfw; needles (tattooing), pain kink is that what u call it? LMFAO IDK, semi public sex???, handjob, fellatio, slight edging, face sitting, fingering, mild dacryphilia woops, unprotected sex, creampie

❥ characters: iwaizumi x tattoo artist!fem!reader

❥ a/n: so i had this idea and it was originally meant to be ukai x reader ,,,, BUT ive never written about iwa yet SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO i thought it was his time to fuckin SHINE

ALSO i half assed my editing so dont bully me <///3

❥ summary: you’ve given countless thigh tattoos to clients before, but this specific client had a particular liking towards pain.

wc: dude idek like 3k+ ?? JFJSJDJDH

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The familiar chime of the tattoo parlor doorbell caught your attention as you finished cleaning your needles. You were the one closing up shop, so you knew that there’s only one reason for the ringing of the door, your last client of the day.

You’d seen him in the shop before, but he had gotten a tattoo from one of your coworkers. Nevertheless, he caught your eye even for the short moments you saw him passing through the shop. He was undeniably attractive, so it was even better to see him up close when he discussed tattoo details with you in previous meetings.

“Nice to see you again, Iwaizumi,” you said as you sauntered behind the counter. He nodded in greeting as you shuffled through a binder to find the tattoo you designed for him. A dragon, surrounded by cherry blossom flowers. It was a pain in the ass to draw but you were enthralled to put the art somewhere permanently.

Iwaizumi leaned forward against the glass counter to get a better admire your work. His shirt wrapped tightly around his biceps just right, the thin material giving subtle hints to his toned shoulders and chest underneath. Always so handsome upclose.

“You ready?” You smiled at him, motioning him towards the tiny nook of your tattooing station.

“Yep, I’m very excited,” Iwaizumi grinned back. Unbeknownst to you, the actual tattoo was only half the fun for him.

As you finished gathering your supplies, Iwaizumi stepped out of his jeans and lied down on the leather bench. You kept your routine speech short as the dark-haired man relaxed into the cool black material, knowing you’d have to review aftercare with him at the end of the session anyways.

Everything went like clockwork— shaving, sanitizing, tracing. The tattoo was centered on his right thigh, and you couldn’t help but notice how thick his thighs were as you traced the image. The occasional flex of his muscles under your touches only added to the curiosity swirling in your mind. Probably a strict workout regime, played a sport or two in high school.

Your silent admiration for his body was short-lived as you zeroed your focus towards what would be the next few hours of work. Your foot prodded at the pedal, the subtle buzz of the machine overlapping with the music playing through the shop, with the occasional small talk sprinkled in.

It’s fine. Slight fidgeting is fine; you learned how to adjust to it after your years in the tattooing business. After all, it is a bunch of needles repeatedly piercing into the skin, what other reaction would you expect? However, Iwaizumi’s restlessness was constant, his breathing erractic, even when you’d pause to wipe the excess ink trailing on his skin. Every touch seemed to make his breath hitch and the muscle of his thigh become rigid. Occasional flexing became frequent fidgeting, to the point where even at your skill level, you didn’t want your work ruined by a slip of the hand.

“Are you sure you’re doin’ okay?” You asked as you lifted the tattooing gun off of his skin. You looked up at him, your concerned voice laced with a hint of frustration. “We can take a break if it’s hurting you too m-”

“No it’s fine, you can keep going,” Iwaizumi cut off your thoughts, his slightly choked out response catching you by surprise. He sounded out of breath, and his cheeks were flushed a deep shade.

Throughout the entire session up to this point, you had been mentally racking through the rolodex in your brain of common reactions to getting a tattoo — general nervousness, fear of needles, fear of pain. But this... seemed different. Could it be arousal? You couldn’t even be sure. And even if it was that, this surely is new territory for you.

Iwaizumi looked back at you for just a moment, but there was a dark glimmer in his eyes that was impossible to miss. Mixed with the blushing cheeks and shallow breathing, the gears finally began to move in your brain, and he knew it. His eyes screwed shut, hoping you’d hear his silent pleas to just continue with the session.

It felt so wrong to be right. There’s still a chance, though, that you jumped to conclusions too quickly, overanalyzed the look in his eyes. Yet you couldn’t even stop tourself as your eyes trailed down to the tent straining against his underwear. Your eyes widened at the sight, the heather gray fabric outlining his cock deliciously.

You definitely shouldn’t have stared for as long as you did.

What the fuck has gotten into you? You knew this was wrong, that you were a professional, and most importantly, you sure as hell weren’t proud of the feeling this was giving you. Your brain was telling you to stop, but the growing wet spot in your panties brought along a much more exciting version of how this night would end. You lifted your foot off the pedal, the buzzing of your machine coming to an abrupt stop and placing on the rolling tray beside you.

“I think you do need a break,” you said nonchalantly, peeling your black latex gloves off of your hands. You waited for a response, a sign of life in the man laid on the bench in front of you, keen on getting an answer from him even though you knew you’d never get it. All you got in return was a dumbfounded expression painted across Iwaizumi’s face.

The piercing of the needles that would otherwise make people nervous actually excited Iwaizumi, the adrenaline coursing through his veins from the pressure. It was something about the controlled pain, the sharp stung along his sensitive skin that had his blood rushing straight to his cock. But he was usually pretty good about keeping his composure while getting tattoos from other artists. This time was different though— a shoulder or back tattoo was much less intimate than this one, your pretty face just mere inches away from his dick. 

“[Y/N],” he whispered, slightly surprised that he was even able to utter your name. He held his breath, partially to preserve whatever air you didn’t knock out of his lungs from your previous words, partially out of anticipation for your next ones.

“Let me help you. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,” you smirked, your eyes flickering briefly at his unfinished tattoo on his thigh and back up to his face. “Do you want me to help you?”

You looked up at him with such soft eyes, while you both knew damn well that innocence was not in the cards tonight. 

He nodded as he propped himself up on his forearms, and watching your hands ghosted over his cock. You lightly squeezed as you ran your hand up and down his length, smirking as Iwaizumi’s precum created a dark spot on his underwear.

He lifted his hips and you obliged to his request without even needing to hear it. You hooked your fingers on the elastic of his underwear, pulling down to free his throbbing cock.

Fuck, he was big.

You climbed onto the bench with him, straddling his legs. His cock was heavy in your hand, your fingertips barely touching as you wrapped your small hand around the base. You licked a long stripe up from Iwaizumi’s balls to the tip of his cock, your hot tongue making him clench his jaw, biting back a groan. You flicked your wrist, letting Iwaizumi’s cock hit your tongue, the lewd slapping noises making him whimper. You swirled your tongue along the head of his cock before taking his length into your mouth, stroking what you couldn’t fit in your hands. It felt like your jaw was going to snap from trying to fit his fat cock into your mouth.

Your hands were so small, your mouth was so soft and wet; it was such a stark difference from the intense prick of the needles on his skin just moments ago. It made Iwaizumi’s cock twitch knowing you could bring him so much pain and pleasure simultaneously. 

“Fuck yes, just like that, [Y/N], fuck,” Iwaizumi groaned, watching your pretty plump lips wrap around his shaft. 

You shallowly bobbed your head before coming all the way down to try and take his entire cock into your mouth. The sudden jolt of pleasure of you gagging made Iwaizumi buck his hips, pushing his cock farther down your throat than you thought you could even take it. Your lips reached the base of his cock, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. 

Iwaizumi repeatedly rammed his hips upwards, eager to feel you gag around his cock again. Tears were falling freely down your face, blurring your vision as you desparately gasped for air. Fuck, he was already so close.

However, as much as Iwaizumi wanted to shoot his hot load down your throat, he knew he wanted you to come all over his face even more. A soft tap on your shoulder had you quickly pulling away from Iwaizumi, coughing and catching your breath as you sat upright. You got up to remove your jeans and underwear as he removed his own shirt. Iwaizumi’s large hands immediately found purchase on your ass when you straddled him again.

“Sit on my face, please pretty girl,” Iwaizumi groaned, his hands still kneading the soft flesh of your hips and ass. He laid back against the bench once more, his eyes fixated on your pussy above him. You sat down, his tongue immediately flat against your folds to taste your juices. He wrapped his lips around your clit, sucking and drawing circles with his tongue, before pushing his tongue into your tight hole.

It was damn near impossible to keep yourself upright, Iwaizumi’s hot tongue pushing into you, his hands roaming all over your body, pushing your bra and shirt away to grab your breasts. You ripped off the remainder of your clothes as he rolled your sensitive nipples between his fingertips.

“Yes yes yes, Iwa, fuuuuck,” you whined, carding your fingers through his hair. The apex of his nose brushed against your clit and you rolled your hips against him, the vibrations of his moans against your cunt sending you over the edge.

Your thighs clamped around Iwaizumi’s head as you let out one last choked out moan, your spongy walls clenching around his tongue as you came.

You moved back to kneel above Iwaizumi’s hips, the fluorescent lights of the shop highlighting your juices all over his face.

“You still haven’t helped me out yet, [Y/N],” Iwaizumi smirked, stroking his cock. His other hand reached down to your cunt, pushing a finger into your sensitive hole. You sucked in a sharp breath as you barely came down from your first high, but before you could retort, Iwaizumi cut you off.

“You’re gonna need the prep, baby.” Although his voice was playful, you knew he meant it wholeheartedly, as you were reminded of the thick girth of his cock by the subtle ache of your jaw. Iwaizumi plunged another finger into you, making your thighs tremble.

You looked so fucking beautiful above him. Mascara running down your cheeks, mouth hanging open, moans echoing through the empty shop. He just couldn’t wait to stuff your tight little cunt full of his fat cock.

Iwaizumi pulled his fingers out of you with a loud squelch, spitting on his hand and pumping his length a few times as you caught your breath. He teased the swollen tip of his cock at your hole, groaning at how tight you were as you began to sink down around him.

You’ve never been stretched out like this before, hot tears resurfacing at the corners of your eyes. You gripped his broad shoulders to steady yourself, your nails digging into his soft skin. You let out a shaky sigh as your ass met his hips, nearly coming already from how his huge cock filled up every inch of your pussy.

He sat up, steadying himself with one hand behind him and the other at the back of your head, pulling you in to mold his lips to yours, forcing his tongue into your mouth. He moaned into the kiss as he felt you move your hips, slowly bouncing on his cock.

“[Y/N], baby, you’re so fucking-hnggg- tight,” Iwaizumi groaned against your mouth, his hot breath fanning across your face. You started to bounce on his cock at a faster pace, and with every loud slap of skin on skin, his cock brushed against the spongy spot inside of you, making you clench even more around his hard shaft.

You couldn’t even control all the moans falling from your lips, Iwaizumi’s cock now relentlessly hitting your g-spot as he rutted his hips up into you. Your cunt was sucking him in, feeling every vein on his cock drag along your tight walls.

As your mouth hung open, Iwaizumi pushed two fingers in and you wrapped your lips around them, eliciting another groan from him. He pulled his fingers out to bring them down to your aching clit, his rough fingertips rubbing tight circles on the bundle of nerves. Iwaizumi thought you couldn’t get any fucking tighter but as he toyed with your clit, your cunt spasmed around him even more.

“Iwa please-” you cried out, feeling another orgasm creep up in the pit of your stomach.

“Milk my cock while you cum for me baby, c’mon,” Iwaizumi groaned, your erratic clenching bringing him closer to his own release.

With one final thrust into you, you came with Iwaizumi’s cock bottomed out inside of you, thick ropes of cum painting your cunt white. You both cried out for the other as you rode out your highs, your hands scratching red lines into his back.

You crawled off of Iwaizumi’s lap, his cum still leaking out of your pussy and onto the black leather of the bench.

“So,” Iwaizumi sighed, catching his breath but eager enough to not miss a beat, “When’s our next session?”

...

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[loudestcloud]

Time for Luffy's fashion exam! Now, I'll be honest, I did skip an outfit because I decided I will be ending this whole thing with the Strawhat fashion show in Episode of Luffy. Also, sorry for the posting gap, I remembered I have other unfinished post sets. That being said, this is a very long one so let's do this!

Kid Luffy, Post-Enies Lobby & Fish-Man Island: I think it's super cute when Luffy has white t shirts with red based logos because it reminds me of the first picture. Makes him look baby plus, they can always be found in cute domestic EPs or fun, cute flashbacks. The shorts change over time and that's also kinda cute, a range of cuffs is a nice change up. It's nice to see the red contrast the blue shorts and the white is a nice color on him cos it contrast his hair!

Romance Dawn, Enies Lobby, Thriller Bark, Sabaody Archipelago, Amazon Lily, Marineford & last Dressrosa outfit: This look is the pre Luffy look. It's the pre Timeskip look everyone thinks of is cuffed shorts, Kimono sandels and sleeveless vest (and Strawhat, obviously) but have you ever seen them all in a line? It's mad. Each outfit is the same basic look bit more are more spicy each time! I like the Thriller Bark and Sabaody Archipelago looks a little bit more cos it's nice to see that jacket open and it feels like he was trying something new. I also feel that the buttons on the jacket look like the ones on Shanks' pegged ankle sailor pants when we first see him so that's cool. (it took me hours to find the name for his trousers, oh my fucking god) The last Dressrosa outfit feels like a nice callback to the rest of the line up here without being too much cos it's just a red vest top instead and I do find it funny it's like the Enies Lobby and it's used in Dressrosa because of the jokes people make about Robin and Law being so similar.

Timeskip: This is it lads, it's the one true icon itself, the post look! ☺️ When I sit back and look at it I see all the people this look is influenced by and want to cry at how masterful it really is. (Now, I do wanna say that I didn't come up with this nor am I the first to say it and I am definitely probably looking too much into this but) The yellow belt is taken from Shanks' red belt the first time we see him and the Shanks look Luffy is more familiar with. Now onto the jacket. I know it won't stand out as to why for most but it's Ace inspired! When Ace leave to become a pirate, the start of his adventure, he has his jacket open and Luffy having his jacket open also shows his scar from the ending of Ace's adventure. I also really appreciate how no one hides scars in this anime. Also, someone said that the style of the jacket and it's fancy frills could be in reference to Sabo's little jabot collar and honestly I do see it. it's quite subtle unlike Shanks' but not as hard to catch as Ace's so I enjoy thinking that it's there too. Lastly, he still has his cuffed shorts and kimono sandels because it's still Luffy's outfit at the end of the day and he is still who is is, just with a stronger appreciation of what people have done for him now. It's also his colour pallette for the pure fact he is the main character n needs his pallet. also sometimes he just has normal wooden sandels but the same outfit sometimes, it's a small detil a lot of people overlook but I prefer the sound of his Kimono sandels 😊

Dressrosa: I love this outfit cos it's stilly but also has very nice vibes. Looks ready for the beach but is really throwing hands and that's the best kind of outfit, it's a nice expectation subversion tbh. I also like how he tried to hide the Straw hat but not... All of it? And I love how the crew didn't actually question it either. It would have been super easy for one of them to just tell him to leave it behind or something but I do really love how respectful they always are of the hat. I myself have a hat that's super important to me and when I loose it I go mad.

Whole Cake Island: I love this arc for outfits! I swear if the actual content of it doesn't kill me, the act looks will 😭 it's all so magical and it knows it is! Like I said before, white is a good color on him as he has black hair but for the same reason, so is black! In this arcs outfit range, the Staw hat seems almost invisible and his outfit gets less and less 'Luffy' as the arc gose on showing this is not about him. He's not the focus of this arc and you can see that in a lot of the outfits thb. I also like the lack of blue and yellow, 2/3 of his colors as Sanji is often associated with those too as we've talked about before. Also, I like the little red strips on the white jacket with the gold buttons, idk why and I think it's nice that the last 2 outfits are so simple in general, it's a nice look for him. oh, what's that? A Pink jabot? Your killing me Lu, straight up killing me here lil' bro! Side note, is this the first time in canon Luffy has worn a suit jacket or is it the only time I've noticed? Cos DAMM!! Shits sick as fuck and I actually love that when wearing a suit jacket as such he always keep short on 😆

Spa Island, Z's Ambition & Strong World: WHOS READY FOR A RELAXING SUNNY DAAAYY!? (pun not intended but very much enjoyed) I actually adore the fact Luffy still tries to go swimming cos it was his favourite thing to do as a kid so like fuck Luffy is gonna give up on that. He's got his safety measures ready, what more do you want from him? I mean I personally want him not to swim with his hat on cos it's litrally Staw and that's not good for water but anyway Z's Ambition, am I right!? The top is so fucking cute and I just noticed those shorts are also ✨designer✨ fancy man!! Now, the pic of Zoro is the one I missed out before and it's also from Z's Ambition. I love that Luffy has the shark top but Zoro has the ocean shorts. I really love Zoro in this purple cos and thick white stripes really work with the ocean waves. It's really well put together and hes got dark brown sandels on to off set all the white but keep the purple from being a stand out color, it's cool! Than the last Luffy looks like he's at a fashion show. It looks like the shorts come from a kids set the shark top belongs to. Imagine those together, it'd be so cute. However, it isn't an ocean patten, those are clouds cos Nami has a bikini top with the same pattern in Skypiea and it's actually one of my favourites for her.

Boss Luffy Historical Special! This filler AU is so much fun, I think any it a lot. He has his hair up in that super cute and useless way that doesn't actually do much but I do have my hair like that a lot n it's just... nice? Idk, it's strange buy I like he did that. I really enjoy his Kimono more that the actual Wano one cos it's a lot more simple look. The Sai being tucked in in that way is also cool but kinda makes it look like it's stabbing him a bit 👁️👄👁️. I like the pin strips being like a faded purpleish cos if you just glance at it, it makes it look it fuzzy. The belt also looks very nice with the middle ligter bit. It really feels like the Wano one was inspired by this is a way cos of the color matches. Like, it's probably not but still.

3D2Y, Adventure of Nebulandia 😍 & Heart of Gold: Hat-less Luffy is both a sin and a blessing. Regardless, I LOVE OP BOYS IN HOODIES!! I had to show you this specific the 3D2Y because we don't see the hood and it's soooo cute cos it a paw 😍 but also 😬 cos it's like... Kuma's paw the thing that cause 3D2Y in the first place. But that's also why it's so cool at the same time and AHHHHHH 😄 Now! On to Nebulandia! I really like this movie but also in canon, how does he have that jumper? Who made it for him and can I have one? It's Usopp flag design so I guess it could be him but he doesn't seem the type. Point is I want one. Last of this set is some really cosy outfits!! "How much fur?" "Yes" am I right? Like the first one is sooooo cosy with all the fur! Plus, a funky new bamboo hat, always a good thing to have a new hat. I appreciate that you can see the zips on these too. Then the orange turtle neck one with little fluffy bits is just here cos it's so out of his usual looks, I had to at least mention it.

Strong world & Film Z: The shorts on the first one are really cute cos it's a light rosey pink with red fur and just a plain solid dark blue colour jacket works really well. Not to mention the fact he has a super cute orange and yellow flight helmet hat with goggles on under the Staw hat. The 2 bag straps also make an X which is a nice detail. The 2nd outfits in this movie are super fuckin cool ngl. It's so strange to see them all dress in black and have guns but I like the red shirt for him with the yellow highlighted parts. Makes the Straw hat actually work with the outfit instead of ignoring it. Film Z brings us the same flight helmet hat just brighter and without the goggles but also opens with this T-Shirt and Luffy being silly with it. I think that's the only reason to mention it, it's funny. Then the obligation pirate outfit, always stunning plus the meat belt.

Film: Gold & Stampede (also used in Cidre Guild): these are my top 3 Luffy outfits no matter what else I see. I love the straw cowboy hat sooooo much cos it's very Luffy. I like the balls they has as a team to choose white for all of them, considering they are all quite messy people, living for that dad shirt and I like the Golden chain around his neck but am always confused as to why it was never used against him. Like dude could and should have tried to choke him at least once, right? Anyway, the dress! Now, the dress isn't actually that good but it's my favourite because it shows how Luffy has no fucks about gendered things. On to of that, a big pink flower is wonderful and look at his confidences in it, he's so proud of it the boom, Nami told him he can't wear it! Lastly, the Stampede outfit!!! Just like the Nebulandia jumper, I have no idea who made it but it's irrelevant cos it's beautiful and I want it so badly. I like that it's white and red stripes, gives thenprefect vibes for Stampedes opening. The shirt is actually too big for him, you can see on his arms but it's actually super cute. I love the simple look of these shorts then the fact his yellow belt is replaced with white bandages and the black on the kimono sandels are now red? It's such a simple pallet and it's truly the best!

I also just wanna add, I think it's really cute when Luffy has the Straw hat on his back just cos his hair is really cute. Idk why, it's looks kinda cursed but cute at the same time

This post took 2 weeks or so to make and we made listening to the complete BNHA soundtrack, film gold OST and Sonic generations vol.1

Sanji

Zoro

Nami

[wickedsrest-rp-archive]

Name: Matthew Kincaid Species: Vampire Occupation: Artist and supernatural snitch Age: 66 Years Old Played By: Gray Face Claim: Luke Arnold

“I don’t live with anything, man. Technically.”

The nice thing about looking up from the dirt is that you’ve got a lot of room to dream real fuckin’ big in. Matty made the most of it. And he had to, because he spent a lot of time on the ground as a kid - kicked there by every playground shithead in every town his military parents dragged him through. The Kincaids moved around the whole motherfucking United States, and West Germany, besides; for him, they said. Matty didn’t see it that way. His parents were what they were because the money was good, good enough to buy them a nice house, a nice car, a nice life. Good enough to put him through school, which would be a good, good thing, because he was smart, wasn’t he?

When he applied himself, maybe. If he just knocked it off with all his bullshit about being an artist and started focusing on a real career, they would always say, a real life. Instead of sneaking out to the bars of West Berlin and Hamburg and Frankfurt and El Paso and Columbus and Oklahoma City and so on. Instead of splattering paint all over his new shirts and piercing his own ears just “to try it.” Instead of wasting hours closed off in his newest bedroom, singing along to cranked tapes of the Stones, Zeppelin, and the Scorpions. Trying to get it right. Trying to sound like someone else, so he could be someone else, somewhere else, doing something else. Maybe, then, he’d fit. Maybe.

Then Matty found out that, actually, he could have all that by sounding like himself - because he sounded pretty fucking amazing, when he let that big voice out. It took until his first year of college, at a school he’d picked because his parents made him and it was as far away from them as he could get. What a feeling, singing along with everyone else at some freshman party, pissed faceless on tequila… and the room going dead quiet around you, just to listen. After years of being shit on by his mom and dad and teachers and classmates for daring to step into drama club and actually practicing for band, for doing art projects “wrong,” for bringing German rock records and other “stupid crap” to school, for wearing his hair too long and his pants too tight and so on, and so on, and so on, Matty was stunned.

And it wasn’t a fluke. He’d thought it must be, but no. From covers, he started improvising, and people liked that too. Liked it more, even. Open mic Fridays at the campus bar became the best fucking night of the week. So he found more, scattered throughout the city. Soon, Matty was entirely hooked. On the freedom, on the confidence. On being seen and heard and loved like that. He’d never known anything like it. And now that he had, he couldn’t imagine life without it.

The band erupted like a goddamn volcano, from there. Warhorse. They’d found each other at just the right time, in just the right place, and, fuck, man… the music they made was something else. People noticed. Fast. Matty spent his twenty-first birthday touring the country to sold out shows, and by his twenty-fifth, it had all gone global. They were legends, and he was thriving on it. And on the fiercely tight-knit family he’d found, in his bandmates. They weren’t gonna be like the rest, falling out and apart. No way. Not that there weren’t highs and lows, of various kinds. But they made it through, for love of the music. And they always would, despite all the drama, and the distractions, and… yeah, the drugs. Hey, they were rock stars. Par for the course.

But the course took a swerve nobody could’ve seen coming, and from there, everything crashed and burned. And the end, like the beginning, and the press, and the fans, was all about Matty.

It happened in New York. Some dingy bar, after a show, groupies, the usual. Until somebody fucking bit him. And - God, if only he’d been twice as hammered. Maybe he wouldn’t remember the rest. The blood and the cold and the dark. Then a bandmate’s hands on his face, rousing him to the worst ache he’d ever felt. A hunger. Something so furious and painful that he snapped like an animal, teeth, fangs, in his bassman’s neck. He drank until the haze sizzled off, long enough to taste it. To realize. To come to his senses, and run. And that was that. Warhorse, one of the most explosive bands of its age, never played another show. Just collapsed. That was shocking enough, but the disappearance of Matty Kincaid, specifically, became the stuff of conspiracy theories and urban legends. These days, the band is remembered largely as a mysterious musical tragedy. Which is a shame, because as any real classic rock fan can tell you, Warhorse - and that iconic frontman of theirs - were so much more.

Of course, Matty’s a whole other kind of more, these days. Or less, as he sees it. He’s entirely repulsed by what he’s been turned into, and never properly had the chance to grieve the life he’d had, the people he left behind, and hurt. He nearly killed one of his best friends in the world, somebody he loved. And he lost everything. It’s not even the money, the fame. It was the meaning. So, no, he’s not over it. And, to some extent, he holds that against every vampire he meets, and all the rest of them. Enough that he usually doesn’t suffer an attack of moral qualms when he points the local hunters towards some supernatural or other. Usually. And if he does? A bit of ash will probably fix that. Or the blue mushrooms. Daverin will do, if that’s all he can get. Nectar, as a last resort. Whatever it takes, to make sure he’s out of it more often than he isn’t. Why should Matty get remorseful, anyway? They’re all monsters.

Character Facts:

Personality: Passionate, creative, charming, affectionate, defensive, conflicted, fearful, self-loathing

Since he came to White Crest, for the sake of avoiding awkwardness, Matty’s been going by an alias - Matthew Kerrigan. No, it’s not especially inventive. Because he doesn’t trust himself to remember to answer to a different first name, and alliteration should help him keep the surname straight, right? 

Warhorse is about as substantial a piece of rock history as Styx, REO Speedwagon, Twisted Sister, or Quiet Riot. So, not one of the first names that pops to mind, but not too far down the list. They’re your thing if you like “dad music.” Though, all that’s old is new again, and a few of the band’s big tracks have made their way into blockbuster soundtracks lately. There’s usually a song of theirs on your average radio mix of standard summer tunes, and since the band’s gone official on Spotify, they’ve popped up on plenty of those “Essential 80s” and “Roadtrip Classics”-style playlists. One of those bands that you’ve definitely heard, even if you don’t really know them. 

Matty still looks almost exactly the same as he did when he was fronting Warhorse. Maybe he can’t help the fact that he literally hasn’t aged a day, but. He hasn’t got rid of the band hair, either, and that’s a choice. So are is the thrift store throwback style. Dude’s living in the past… 

Matty hasn’t touched music in… decades. But he can’t really stay away. He’s started drifting in and out of any live shows in town that seem interesting. It’s not the same. Nothing is. He’s been working up the solidity to head into For the Record, just to see if he can find a couple vinyls worth having. 

Though he spent most of his time with Warhorse at the front, singing, Matty is also very capable on the piano and guitar. The rest of his artistic side shone through in the work he did designing the band’s album covers and show sets - so, for some viewers, his art has seriously nostalgic vibes. Even if they’re not sure why... 

[roommateofmyimagination-blog]

Chapter 14: UGH, Midterms

❤Valentine❤

Laying on my bed with my legs propping up the book that I’m reading. Glancing away from the page when I hear the door to the room open I smile a little as Adrian walks into the room. His hair is pulled up into one of his messy buns as he's wearing nothing but a towel around his waist. My heart skips as I trace the muscles in his torso with my eyes. Looking up I see him smirking at me. I quickly look away from him and go back to my book. “I can’t believe I was just staring like an idiot at him. And right as he was looking at me too. What am I a creep? I can’t just stare at my roommate like that, even though he’s hot,” I mumble into my book as I burry my face into it. “I’m such a loser.” I feel his weight on the bed by my feet.

“What’s running through that head of yours, cupcake?” I jump when I feel both his hands run up my legs and squeeze my thighs in unison.

“N-Nothing, nothing at all,” I stutter feeling my face heat up as I see the snicker in his eyes. I wonder how good his hearing actually is. Could he have actually heard, me?

"Mmmmm, that's not what your face is saying,’ I quickly duck back down into my book. Feeling his right hand leave my thigh a moment later I feel a weight on top of my book and then it’s ripped out of my grasp.

“H-hey, give it back,” I try to snatch it but he quickly pulls it away from me.

"Oh really? Do you want this back? By the looks of it, you seemed distracted by something else, so I figured you were done with it," The smirk on his lips get's ever wider as he continues to keep the book away from me.

“Give it back so I can smack you with it,” I lunge for the book and end up tackling him to the bed. I still can’t reach it, he has it just out of my reach.

“My my, look what decided to jump right into my lap,” I stop trying to get the book when his voice whispers in my ear. My heart begins to pound as I process exactly where I’m laying. Before I can get up off him he wraps his left arm around my back and pins me to him. I lock eyes with him, “Don’t fight it, cupcake,” He whispers his hot breath brushing against my lips. “Just give in and let me take you already.”

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I laugh a little.

“I promise I don’t bite too hard. But it’ll be worth the ride,” He lowered his voice and tightened his grip on my back pressing my hips harder into his torso. I stare at him in utter shock and he seizes the moment and presses his thick lips against mine. Taking a sharp breath in my heart skips a beat, all I can smell is the sweet mint smell of his body wash. His red eyes are closed. Finally giving in I close my eyes and kiss him back and sink into his deep kiss.

I break away when I hear my book hit the ground, “Cupcake, it’s time to wake up.”

I look down at Adri and he’s fading away from under me. So it was all just a dream. Everything around me shatters.

“Come on cupcake, I’ve gotta piss,” Adri’s voice echo’s in my mind and I groan as I feel his nails running up and down my thighs.

I open my eyes and sit up popping Adri’s hand off my thigh at the same time. I lock eyes with him for a moment before looking down at his leg, "S-sorry for falling asleep on you. You could have just pushed me off."

“Na, you’re good. I don’t care,” He pulled his arm away from me and standing up. Stretching and cracking his back he then heads off to the bathroom.

I flop back down on the couch face down and stretch out then let my body go limp, “I don’t want mid-terms to start tomorrow,” I mumble into the couch cushion that was still warm from where Adri was sitting.

I hear the toilet flush and I stay put, “Ya wanna go out to eat this mornin’ cupcake? Or are ya just gonna eat in?”

I pick my head and look at him, “I’ll go with you if you go for a run around campus with me.” He gave me a very long groan and grunt as he pondered my question, “Can we skip the running portion and just walk?” He asks.

I laugh a little and sit up, “I guess we can walk. But it’s around campus if we’re walking,” he whines and lets his shoulders drop.

I pat his shoulder as I walk past him, “Get dressed in walking clothes big boy, we’re going for a walk. I’ll buy you breakfast after how does that sound?” I chuckle and go into the bedroom to change out of my clothes from yesterday.

I get dressed into so cargo shorts and a t-shirt. Putting on my socks I glance over at Adri getting dressed into ripped up pants and a baggy white t-shirt. When we were both ready we went for a walk. It was a warm morning which was nice. We kept talking about random things throughout our walk. Instead of going right back to the dorm we go to one of the café’s in town and get breakfast. It was a lot of fun and a good change from having to cook.

“So, when are your mid-terms?” I ask as we head back up to the apartment.

“Thankfully mostly at the beginning of the week. I think I’m done by Wednesday,” He answers, “You?”

“I have one tomorrow, and then three on Thursday,” I groan.

“That’s gross.”

“Agreed.”

“Mine are Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday.”

“Lucky.”

“Hey, you get a couple days between to prepare for your other ones, though.”

“I know but still.”

“You’ll be fine. Let’s just both stay inside and study today.”

“For most of the day. I don’t know about you but I require a movie break, bathroom breaks, and food.”

“I’m down for that,” He smirks down at me as he swings his keys out of his pocket. He unlocks the door and we head into the apartment. Right away we see Aero pinning Demmy down on the couch and purring away as her head rests on top of him, protesting and squeaking away.

“Princess, no, Demmy doesn't want to cuddle," I run over to them and lift Aero up off of Demmy. He flaps his wings wildly and Adri picks him up and puts him on his shoulder.

Aero gives me a sleepy meow as I hold her, “What is with her and wanting Demmy?”

"She was sleeping on him, do you know if he was hurt in any way?"

He checks Demmy over but he doesn’t find anything, “Maybe she’s just going through a phase or something,” He sighs and then takes Demmy back to the bedroom.

I place her gently on the couch and go to the spare room to work on my project for my fashion design class. Luckily that was one of my midterms on Thursday, so it was a bit of a break. That day because it’s just a how far have we gotten on our line of clothing for our fashion show that’s at the end of the semester. I get to work on the sketches for the next group of clothing. I know that Aero is going to walk the runway for me, but I need at least three others. “ADRI,” I yell to the other room.

"SUP CUPCAKE?" He hollers back.

“WILL YOU BE A MODEL FOR MY FASHION SHOW AT THE END OF THE SEMESTER?”

I hear him get up and walk around the room looking at the door he appears into my line of vision and leans on the door frame, "What do I get out of it?"

"Um…I'll help you with whatever class you need help with. Like if you need a drawing model, or someone for your photo shoots, or something," I offer to him.

He walked the rest of the way into the room, grabbed the other desk chair, spun it around and sat down propping his arms on the back of the chair, "Alright, hit me, if its underwear I say you need AJ. Anything else, I’ll do it" I blink at him a few times shocked. That was quick.

“I haven’t gotten that day yet, but there has to be a theme to each of our shows and they can’t be the same,” I explain to him.

"Hmmm, then what do you want for me? You're the boss man here, and I don't have much 'theme' to me aside from....well...kinda a heathen,” He air quotes at me and stares at me.

“Okay, well the overall theme for my show is enchanting. So, I’m trying to go for things that are shocking in themselves but can also captivate people. And you’re not a heathen, you’re more of a rock/ punk type of style person. I want to take your style that you’re comfortable with and exploit it and make it enchanting. Is there a favorite outfit that you've always liked or wanted to wear? Of course, I’ll make tweaks and my own flare to it.”

He explained to me one of his favorite outfits and I wrote down the details. I thank him again so much and pull out the contract that my professor printed out for all of us to get our models to sign. When we see our professor next, we have to drop it off so that way the other designers know that this specific person is taken.

Adri then goes back into the bedroom and I continue to work on a few of the designs. The rest of the day flies by and before I know it, it’s Monday and I’m going into my first exam. With it being statistics it wasn’t so bad, I went right back to the apartment after it and started studying for my accounting mid-term which was my first test on Thursday. Adri got back to the apartment a little later and looked drained from his test.

I get up from the table and he flops down on the couch. Without saying a word to him I go over to the fridge and pull out a Mike’s for him and walk it over to him. "Week's just started, but up and to the table to study for tomorrow, I'll make cookies to help with studying."

“Only if I get to fuckin’ spread the cookie dough over your thighs,” He snickers and takes the drink from me.

“Haha, come on up, up,” I pat his foot as I walk back to the kitchen and start getting things out to make chocolate chip cookies.

“You’re a slave driver cupcake.”

“It’ll be worth it in the end.”

“Only if I get to eat the dough raw off your legs will this be worth it.”

You and my legs,” I laugh and make the cookies.

He settled for the normal cookies this time. And the two of us studied as we much on the cookies. One day started to fade into another as I work on cleaning the apartment and studying with my two days between my exams. I keep Adri encouraged when he comes up reminding him that he only has one more to go through and he’s done for a long weekend. Thursday was a really long day for me and when I got home at three I sunk into the couch. Finally, I can relax. I sigh and then my phone buzzes in my pocket. Digging it out I read the text.

You ready for training in an hour? It was Karim and I groaned loudly.

Yep, I’ll be there! I toss my phone on the cushion next to me and look up at the ceiling.

Adri wasn’t in the apartment, so I figured it was probably practicing with his band or something. I sit there for a few more minutes before standing up and stretching, “Okay, time to go before I fall asleep sitting there.” I mumble and make sure I have my keys, grab my phone again and then head out, locking to door behind me. I walk up to the normal spot. Karim and Gabe are already there and the two of them are talking when I walk up. Yori comes running up behind me not even a minute later.  

The four of us change into our magic forms and get to work. I go against Gabe and Yori goes against Karim. Yori and I were having a very hard time keeping up with those two, come to find out that Gabe is also a level two and that's why it was a battle and a half against him.

“Five minutes,” I groan lying flat on my back.

“Come on I didn’t kick your ass that bad,” Gabe chuckled, “You just need to think about your movements faster and not leave such wide openings for a counter.”

“I’m trying,” I whine looking at him and watching him snicker. Suddenly there was a loud bang and I quickly sit up and look around. There’s a second explosion.

“We have to go,” Karim said and then instantly spread his wings and took off into the sky.

“This is bad,” I mumble standing up and then launch myself at the woods and start sprinting through the trees to get back to the school. Just what’s going down at the school? Why was there an explosion? What happened?

“Val,” I turn to see Aero flying next to me and she held out her hand. I take her hand and she teleports us back down to the school. I drop down just a few feet in front of someone who was running.

“What the fuck?” He says and slams into me as I stand up. We fall to the ground and he’s on top of me. I stare up at his deep red eyes as his brown hair draped over his shoulders and the end just lightly brushed my cheeks.

“S-sorry about that.” I laugh a little, “But what are you doing out in the open like this?”

“I can be fucking out in public if I fucking want kitty,” Adrian glared down at me.

“You’re in danger if you stay out,” My ears twitch on top of my head and I pull him into me and roll us over and off the trail. This time I end up on top of him and I sit up and look at where we were just lying. A huge creator was now there. In the dust from the rubble, someone stands up. Cat ears with three piercings in both ears are the first that I can clearly see. When the rest of the dust clears, a man wearing a primal like outfit with long messy hair that trailed down to the middle of his back. He looked like he was built to be on a football team and that nothing could penetrate his strong torso. He looked down at me with fierce eyes and a chuckle escaped his lips.

“I thought I smelled a pathetic kitten,” He purred and took a step towards me.

"Who are you?" I asked picking up one of my legs so I had a foot under me and I put my hands on both sides of Adrian as he laid under me.

“Someone who’s going to fuck up your day,” He suddenly lunged at me. I felt his nails dig into my arms and then I lost my breath from a sudden impact of his fist colliding into my stomach. I was launched up into the air off Adrian and then he jumped and kicked my side in midair and sent me flying into the building. I slam into the building and start coughing trying to get oxygen back into my lungs. I land on my feet and notice that Adrian is propped up on his elbows now. Getting down on my hands and knees I take a couple of deep breaths and then launch myself at the other cat. He goes to grab me and I dodge out of the way and keep going towards Adrian. Slipping my hands under his arms I lift him up with my momentum and get him over my shoulder as I take off as fast as I can back towards our dorm.

"WHY-...WHO THE FUCK WAS THAT?! HOW IN THE HELL ARE YOU CARRYING ME?! YOU'RE A MIDGET DAMN IT" Adrian screamed as I jumped up to our dorm where we left the window to the living room open. I landed on the ledge and took us both in.

“You’ll be safe here. Just stay put,” I set him down and smile and then head back to the window to have him grab my hand.

“Where the fuck do you think you’re going? I’m not done with you yet,” He seems pissed.

“Look, I don’t have time for this,” I pick him up again and dump him in the coat closet that we have, “No stay. I don’t want you getting hurt by any magic attacks.” I shut the door on him and propped the chair against the handle.

"YOU FUCKING P-....GET BACK HERE AND LET ME OUT OF THIS CLOSEST, I CAME OUT OF THIS YEARS AGO AND SO HELP ME IM NOT BEING PUT BACK!!" His voice muffled by the door as he pounds on it and kicks it.

“I’m sorry, just stay there and stay safe for me Adri,” I mumble and then run back to the window and jump out.

Landing three stories down I roll a few times to lessen the blow and then run back towards where the I heard explosions coming from. I jump up into a tree and then up onto the roof of one of the buildings next to Yori. "Sorry about being late. Had to take care of a pedestrian and get them out of harm's way."  

“You look like you already took some damage,” He commented, “Karim’s got the savage cat under control and Gabe is working on the bunny. He’s doing a pretty good job at keeping her in his illusions.”

“So, what do we have to do?” I asked.

“I’m looking for the original cause of this mess. But, I can’t seem to find it. My ears flick and Yori and I separate from each other. A man wearing a black leather suite gently lands where we were standing. His hair is raven black and his bright red eyes stand out against his black mask that’s around his eyes.

“There ya are ya fucking kitten,” an evil grin spread across his lips, “I’ve been lookin’ for your ass.” He started walking towards me slowly. I see the smallest bit of air swirl in front of the new enemy but then he blinks as the pillar that Yori created launches up. “Where are ya lookin’?” I turn and duck just in time to miss getting punched in the face. Doing a quick foot sweep I take out his feet.

“Snow,” Yori calls out to me.

“I’ve got this,” I stand back up and jump to the end of the building, “You want me, come and get me,” I backflip off the building. Spinning around I land and roll once again like I did back at the apartment. The new guy was right behind me. Why is he after me anyways?

Spinning around I come to a skidding stop and block a punch from him. grabbing his wrist and countering him I swing him up and over my shoulder and slam him down onto his back. I then let go of his wrist and jump over him high enough to where he couldn't reach me and then start running once more to create some distance between me and anyone who could possibly get hurt. I hear the crack of a whip and then something catches me foot causing me to fall flat on my face. I turn around to see the guy that was after me holding onto the other end of the whip.

“Looks like I caught a kitten now didn’t I?” He snickered and wrapped up his whip as he walked towards me.

“What’s your name anyways?” I ask him sitting up and waiting for him to get closer.

“Dracual,” He answered and was practically on top of me now.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, mines Snowfang,” I say and then surround us with a layer of ice under us. Bringing my foot up I go to kick him in the stomach, but he catches my ankle. Pushing myself up I spin and throw him off balance slipping my ankle out of his grasp I put my hands on the ice under me and kick him with my other leg making him fall and hit the ice. Pulling out my staff, I make it extend and then slam it down next to his head. “I don’t want to fight you. Why are you coming after me? What’s with all this commotion?”

“Don’t know why you’re asking all this when you should have been told this already by your magicae socius.” He snickered, “If you didn’t know that then this should be easy to find your charm and destroy it.” He knocks my staff out from under me and I slip and fall on top of him. My lips connect with his on accident and my eyes widen. We both stare at each other in shock. We broke apart and he licks his lips before he smirks up at me, "Or we can do that, get naked and I can find your charm easier that way and we both can have a little fun too."

I feel my face heat up like a burning inferno, "T-that's not, I-I didn't mean…" I stuttered trying to form a sentence. Scrambling so I'm sitting up I panic and wave my hands frantically in front of me as I sit on my legs next to his hip on his right side.

Dracual started chuckling and he sat up on his knees as well and leaned in really close to me causing me to lean back as he leaned forward, "You are really new to this, and nervous because of that. But that’s okay, just makes my life easier." He got his hands on my shoulders and started pushing me further down. I slip my legs out from under me and get them between the two of us so he can’t get any closer as my back is pressed against the ice below us. “What’s wrong you don’t want me to taste you a little more?” He raises and eyebrow and chuckles bringing his face closer to mine and putting all his weight on me.

“Question, can you fly?” I ask him and he looks at me confused.

I kick my legs as hard as I can and launch him into the air. Rolling out of the way and getting back up onto my feet. I watch him fly up in the air and then suddenly disappear out of nowhere. He reappears a little ways away from me his feet on the ice, stumbling but he manages to catch his balance and stand straight up with his arms still out in a T pose, "And he fucking nails the landing!"

I can’t help but chuckle a little, “good, I’m glad you landed,” I smile sweetly and then got back into a fighting stance, “I may be new to this, but I’m not the only rookie, now am I? Someone who’s seasoned should have been able to land that without stumbling.”

He looked offended when I said that, “We’ll see which one of us is more seasoned kitten,” He snickered getting down at well. I blink though and there’s a black flash between us and then the next second Dracual is gone.

“Where did he go?” I mumble, looking around nothing and no one is around me.

“Snow,” I head Karim’s voice and I look up. He comes down and gently lands on the ice with grace.

“Did your opponent suddenly disappear on you too?” I ask him and he nods.

“I don’t know why it seems like they all just pulled back,” He shook his head, “They did a lot of damage though.

“How are we going to fix this?” I ask looking around. I don’t have magic that can do that.”

"Don't worry, that's where we come in," I jump when Hadi suddenly appears next to Karim.

"what do you mean?" Karim asks her.

"One of mine and Warin's main magic abilities are restoring things back to how they were and keeping normal humans from questioning things and then coming after you." She chirped and rubbed Karim’s hair, “Now you two head home. Aali and Aero will be healing those who can’t heal themselves.”

I nod and Karim smiles at me, “Go back to the apartment and get washed up. You look exhausted for your first fight. And taking a couple hits from ��Tsuyoi,”

“How do you know his name?” I ask shocked.

“He’s been around just as long as I have. We’ve gotten in a couple fights before. I think even before you were a magic boy you almost got hurt by him,” I blink a few times at Karim.

“I don’t remember that,” I mumble.

“That’s Warin’s handy work for you,” Hadi smiled at me and slapped my back, “Now both of you go home. We’ll take it from here and Aero will be home to help heal you after.”

“Alright,” I sigh and then start back towards the apartments.”

“I’ll see you later Val,” He waves at me then flies off towards his house.

I walk all the way back to the apartment. Stopping in some bushes so I can DE transform before I make it all the way home. First three mid-terms in a row and then my first fight with villain magic people. I’m so happy that tomorrow starts the small break. I make my way up the stairs and get into the apartment. I look at the coat closet and the chair has been moved out of the way. How was the chair moved? Did one of Adri’s friends stop by and let him out? I quickly open the door to the closet and no ones in there. Someone must have done that. I pull my phone out of my pocket and unlock my phone. Finding Adri’s number and shoot him a text. Are you okay? I heard some big explosions.

A few moments later my phone buzzes. Yeah, I’m fine cupcake, don’t worry about me.

As long as you're okay, that's what matters. I just got back to the apartment myself. I'm going to hop in the shower if you get here and you can't find me.

I go into the bedroom and grab a baggy t-shirt and a pair of my shorts then head into the bathroom. My phone buzzes again and I look at the message. Oh, then I’ll be right home to help out >:3c I chuckle at his response.

I’ll be fine taking a shower on my own, I promise I won’t slip. I then place my phone down on the sink and put my clothes on the toilet. Taking off my shirt I look down at my side. There's a huge bruise that stretches across my entire right side where Tsuyoi kicked me. "Ow," I mumbled trying to stretch and getting a sharp pain run through my side and making it hard to breathe. The cuts on my arms have crusted over with blood and they look kinda deep. "Guess I'll be able to figure out how deep when I clean them out," I mumble to myself and then get in the shower.  

It was a very long and slow shower. Everything hurt the longer I stand in the shower the harder it is to breathe and tears form in my eyes. I guess the adrenaline is finally wearing off. I turn off the water and carefully get out of the tub and dry off. Once I have my shorts on I dig through the cupboard that we have in the bathroom and find the first aid kit. Making sure that the cuts on my arms were disinfected and then I wrapped them up with gauze.

“Cupcake, I’m home,” I hear Adri’s call from the living room.

“I’m still in the bathroom,” I yell back putting the first aid kit away.

I put the kit away and I heard the door be pushed open, "Fuck cupcake, what happened?"

I look over at Adri and he’s looking at me shocked. Mainly staring at my right side that was exposed to him, “Well…um…I kinda got caught up in one of those explosions,” I lied to him.

He locked eyes with me then looked back to my bruise and did the same process a few more times before squinting, "Hmmmmm, where’s the alien reactive cat body heater?"

As if on cue, Aero meows. Adri quickly picks Aero up and shoves her against me, "Now go sit down and fucking love on your cat."

"But what if she doesn't want to be loved?" I ask holding onto Aero as she tries to get a better position in my arms eventually making it up to the top of my head with her hind legs still on my shoulder.

“I don’t give a fuck; would you rather go to the hospital then?” I quickly shake my head. The last thing I need is my parents asking me why I have a hospital bill coming to the house. “Then bed now. I’ll make an ice towel to put on your side.”

“Y-Yes sir,” I scamper past Adri flinching from the quick movements I was making and go to the bedroom. Aero jumps off my head and lands safely on the bed. Did he end up getting caught in any of the explosions? I hope not. Ugh, I totally forgot I could have used more of my ice against Dracual, it's not like he's a friend of anything. He was someone who was threatening my life. I don't have to try to hold back if I don’t want to. He was right, though I was acting like a total newbie during the fight.

"I told you to get in bed," I turn around to see Adri standing in the door way of the bedroom and looking at me.

"I was getting there. Everything hurts Ya know," I comment slowly getting into bed.

“Not everything,” He states and snickers, “I can make other things hurt if you really want everything to hurt.”

I feel my face go beet red and Adri starts cackling, "You're fuckin' mind just went right to the damn gutter, didn't it?"

“N-N-NO it didn’t,” I stutter as he leaves the room again.

“YES, IT DID,” He yells back.

“IT DID NOT!” I flinch he comes back into the room with a towel. He comes over and sits down on the bed.

“This is going to be really cold,” He said and gently presses it against my side. I take a sharp breath in from his touch and the cold. “If you don’t stop flinching I’ll bite you.”

“You wouldn’t,” I look up at him flinching again because he moved his hand. He leaned down and bite down on the swoop of my neck and shoulder, “Ow.” He bit my harder than I thought he would, “Jerk, that hurt.”

He didn’t pull away and I felt him sucking on my neck. After about thirty seconds he pulled away with a loud pop, “Your cat will make it go away, but it was worth it.” He snickers.

“You just gave me a hickie didn’t you?” I puff my cheeks out at him.

“Good one too, nice and bruised,” He sounded quite satisfied with his results, “It made you stop flinching, didn’t it?”

“I guess,” I mumble, “Thank you.”

“Not a problem cupcake.” It fell silent between the two of us other than Aero’s purring from her sleeping on my stomach.

Eventually, I end up closing my eyes and falling asleep. I didn’t wake up until the next morning. I wake up to Aero still on top of me sleeping. I had my blanket over my legs, so Adri must have covered my legs up before leaving me alone for the night. My ribs didn’t hurt anymore and either did my arms. I’m still sore, but that’s to be expected. Sliding Aero off me I sit up and look around the room. Adri’s back is to me on his bed. I might as well go and get a run in since I’m up. See how far I can handle. I look at Aero and she’s sleeping soundly still. Gently rubbing her ear, I get out of bed and get into some running clothes. I creep out of the room and see Demmy sleeping on the back of the couch. Carefully picking him up I move him to his favorite drawer in the bedroom and then get my shoes on and walk out of the apartment. I take a deep breath in and exhale, “Okay Val, you can do this,” Ignore the soreness and pain that you still have, you’ve got this! I speed up a little bit down the stairs. “Ow,” I mumble and take a few breaths clutching my ribs. I guess I got hit harder than I thought I did from that man. I can power through this. I take a breath and then get to jogging. I have to keep stopping and holding onto my ribs, but I eventually make it around the campus and slowly make it back up the three flights of stairs. I’m breathing heavy and holding my ribs. I lock eyes with Aero who’s looking at me with a very displeased expression. She points her paw at the couch and take my shoes off and drag my feet over to the couch.

She jumps onto my lap and sits down. Pressing a paw into my cheek she glares at me, “I was not done, as you can clearly see, you broke ribs, bones take much longer to heal.”

“I’m sorry princess, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” I ask.

“Take me shopping and for a walk. I also want another outfit,” She took her paw off my cheek and poked my nose.

“Anything in particular that you want for the outfit?” I ask.

“Something that’s stunning yet casual,” I giggle at her response.

“But princess, I’ve already made that for you. The jean caprices and crop top, with the matching jean jacket.”

"I'm wearing that today when we go out shopping!" She exclaimed and nuzzled down on my lap, "Now be still, I must nap to make this faster."

I chuckle and stroke her fur, “Yes ma’am. I promise I won’t let anything harm you while you sleep.”

“I know,” She purrs. I sit there and pet her softly as she sleeps. Soon Adri drags himself out of the bedroom and into the living room.

“Morning,” I greet with a smile and he yawns and waves at me.

He goes to the bathroom and closes the door. I wait for him to come out of the bathroom and he actually has his eyes open.  His hair is a mess and he looks like he just wants to go back to bed, “Morning cupcake. How are you feeling?”

“I’m still sore, but that’s what happens when you have broken ribs,” I laugh lightly.

“What, princess couldn’t heal it for you?” He raises an eyebrow.

“I think it just takes longer. I got home from trying to run and got a very displeased look from her.”

Adri laughed and comes over to me and strokes Aero’s fur, “I’m going to go out with one of my friends in a little bit. I just wanted to let you know in case you want to do anything later just let me know.

"If something comes up I'll let yah know cupcake. You just get yourself healed by your weird cat and then go have fun. Imma fuck goes lay back down."

He wanders back into the bedroom and I hear his bed squeak. I sit there for about another half an hour before Aero wakes up and yawns.

“Do you want me to get dressed and you wear the outfit I told you about earlier and we’ll go out?” I offer. She nods and hops off my lap and wanders her way to the spare bedroom and almost closes the door. I walk into the bedroom and Adri is writing something and has his headphones in. I don’t bother him and just get changed into a pair of pants and a simple long sleeve shirt. I pin my hair up like I normally do. Once I made sure that I had everything I left the apartment and met Aero who was standing in the outfit I talked to her about earlier was standing there with her hair loose and in black flats that help with the outfit. “You ready for a day of fun my princess?” I hold out my arm to her and she happily accepts it. With her small 5'4" frame to anyone, we would look like a cute couple. I normally just tell people that she's my older sister and she's visiting me. It gets people to stop asking us questions and lets us enjoy our day. I get her a couple of really cute outfits that she picked out on her own.  

“Aero,” I said as I play with my straw.

“Hm?” She hums and looks at me.

“Karim told me that last year before we met him and Gabe were in a fight with a couple of villain’s and I almost got hurt from it. Hadi said that Warin erased my memories of the day. I can tell I can’t bring them up because my head feels fuzzy whenever I try to go back to that day in my mind.”

“You’ll have to talk to Warin or Hadi about getting them back. But I do remember that day. I had just arrived here on earth that day and you noticed me and were trying to get me to come out of my hiding spot. When I did and you started petting me there was a huge explosion and you grabbed me and got out of the way of and flying derby. Out of a panic, I scrambled out of your arms and took off. That's all I know."

“So, we met before I found you under that dumpster that rainy night?!” I perked up and she nodded.

“Who would have thought that we would be here today,” She smiled at me happily.

“Do you want to go for a walk? I have a really cool place that I want to show you. It’s about a mile walk if you’re up for it,” I offer.

“Oh!! What’s the place?” She asks finishing off her smoothie.

“You’ll like it I promise. I haven’t taken you there yet, but it’s a spot where I went for a class in my first semester here and I didn’t realize it was so close, “I explain as I stand up and then hold out a hand to help her up out of her seat.

“What are we waiting for then? I’m up for an adventure!” She chirps and tosses her now empty cup.

“Then let’s go!” She takes my arm and we head out. Sharing my Italian soda along the way I take her to a pond that’s surrounded by woods. It’s a very beautiful place. Seeing her smile makes me so happy and the feeling to protect her and keep her smiling just keeps getting stronger.

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♥Aero♥ "Oh wow, this place is beautiful Val," I gasp as I look around the opening. We just walked up a small hill after walking a mile down the road. This place is a small lake with woods surrounding it. It's so peaceful and quiets up here.

“I thought you might like it,” I look up at him and he smiles sweetly down at me and places his hands behind his back. “I wanted to thank you in some way for putting up with me through mid-terms.”

“You weren’t a bother, I don’t know how many times do I have to tell you that you weren’t a bother at all,” I slap his hip with the back of my hand, “I can take care of myself and you know that.”

"But you're a princess and I don't want you to have to lift more than you already do when I'm not paying attention," He protests as we walk in the direction of a small playground that was up here at this lake.

"I'm also your partner and I'm telling you it's okay,” I look up at the blue sky.

“You look like you have something on your mind. Do you want to tell me?” Val is spot on as always it seems and I can’t help but giggle.

“Of course, kitten. I was just thinking of the last time I saw Demyan,” I sigh with a soft smile on my lips.

“Who’s Demyan?” I take my eyes off the sky and look at my sweet red velvet ginger that was now sitting down on one of the swings. I do the same and gently rock myself back and forth.

“You could say that he was my boyfriend that I was forced to break up with,” I sigh.

“Oh no, why were you forced to break up with him? Val looks genuinely concerned, “Are you okay? When did this happen? Do I need to hurt someone for you?”

I giggle, “No, no, sadly this was long before we met love,” I brush my hair behind my ear, “Maybe a hundred years ago now, I met this beautiful black haired and golden eyed man, it was under a sky just like this one. I had snuck out of the castle to be with my friends Hadi and Aali. They didn't want to see me so miserable with the day in and out lecturing I was getting from my parents about proper education and learning the ways of the kingdom. Well, I ended up becoming separated from them and as I was looking for them I ran into Demyan.”

“You mean Aali and Hadi that are Yori and Karim’s partners?” Val asked interrupting my story.

I smile and nod, “Yes sir, that’s the Hadi and Aali you know,” I purr and lean over and put a finger to his lips, “I don’t know what came over me. He was just so dark and mysterious looking that I feel deep into the gaze he was giving me and I ended up tripping. He was able to move so fast he caught me before I could fall. Naturally, after seeing me fall he stayed with me all day. He thought I had a dizzy spell because I look so fragile to him. He was so interesting and I loved his sudden spontaneous moments. He made me truly smile and laugh. It was something that I hadn’t done in a long time. Naturally, we continued to see each other. I would sneak out almost every day. He would take my breath away with every new site that I never thought I would be able to see in my life. Along with every kiss that he would steal from my lips. It was almost like it was the thrill of the chase with him. My cousin, Hadi, and Aali were the only one who knew about the relationship that I had with him. He asked me out on a day where the sun was shining but the rain was falling all the same.

Something happened and my parents found out. While we were out together royal guards literally ripped us apart from each other. I was scolded and sent off to the magicae socius Academy, where my mother and father thought it would straighten me out and learn a sense of responsibility. Aali and Hadi joined with me. Without my family’s permission, I took up an opportunity to come here to earth and find someone that I felt was worthy enough and could pass my test, and that’s why I’m here now with you now.”

“You took matters into your own hand and you want to make your own life,” Val smiled softly at me, “Thank you for trusting me enough to tell me a little bit about your life before you met me.”

I smile back at him, “How about we go for a walk,” I offer.

“We can do that,” He nods happily and stands up off his swing then comes over to me and holds out a hand. I gladly take it and stand up gently holding his hand as he did the same with mine. He’s becoming such a prince himself. He is so kind and generous. He wants to help me with whatever I need and wants me to be happy. I don’t need him to say anything to me to realize that is what he wants. Even with being an actual princess I’m a huge part of his world and he’s changed so much just for me. “Shall we go?” I tip my head and smile happily. And he did so well in the fight against the villains. He did get injured yes, but with his friends, he was able to push them back and protect others. I'll upgrade him to level two so he can be more of my white night and ever closer to being my kitten that I'll never let go.

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Stinky Vocaloid Doctor Mans

Vocaloid is loosely used here but i mean, he sings n sounds like one when speaking or singing so yeye, either way im EXTREMELY proud of him!

| Name: Cyril

| Nicknames/Title: Dr. Cyril is his title usually, his nicknames are Cy or Ril- and for personal reasons aka bc I can- two other titles he goes by is Dr. Stitch or Dr. Stink (Stink is more the personal one for me)

| Gender: He/Him, They/Them, It/It’s

| Age: 32

| Height: 7’3”

| Species/Race: Overall he LOOKS p human, he’s just- more toon like in movements and for various other reasons- and I can’t say Vocaloid bc t h a t- isn't a species nor race unless something changed in that department somehow

| Occupation: Doctor, more specifically surgeon but he’s dabbled in other things like Science and Dentistry (bc fuck you I can, all the more to traumatize you with >:) heh also literally nobody could stop him, if he wanted to learn how to do something he did it-)

| Hair Color: Rainbow (his hairstyle is curly but also REALLY bad bed head like jfc it looks like a rat’s nest)

| Eye Color: Rainbow (his eyes are swirly as well, a rainbow swirl!)

| Skin Color/Body Type: VERY VERY lanky, he’s a skinny tall man who’ll fuckin l o o m over you and his skin color is a gray-ish pale color (the only dull thing bout him right there)

| Appearance: Firstly he’s got a circle beard that matches his hair color so let’s get that out of the way first and foremost- secondly he literally made his lab coat- it’s a patchwork-esque looking coat and it’s of course, a rainbow color as well- He wears a yellow long sleeved shirt underneath that has a few pins on it (for example, he has one that says ‘Trust me, I’m a Doctor’ yes I stole that idea from Henrik shut up and another pin that says ‘Bastard At Large’) His pants are also patchwork themed and rainbow colored too, and finally he wears sneakers that are- yep, you guessed it, rainbow! And lemme make this very clear- this ISN’T a pastel colored rainbow- this is fucking EXTREMELY bright rainbow and the yellow shirt is bright too- There isn’t a dull thing about this man except for his skin color, even the cap and mask he puts on for surgeries n such are fucking rainbow themed- (he also has circle glasses but im an idiot who forgets shit far too easily)

He has razor sharp teeth, and he doesn’t have claws but he’s painted his nails a yellow color to match his shirt underneath, he needed a bit more bright yellow just to piss people off and he also painted a smiley face design on them too) he does have many scars all across his body except his face but he doesn’t much remember how some of them got there, except for the few he got when meals- I MEAN PATIENTS tried to resist him.

| Personality: He is a fucking BASTARD!!!! STINKY!!! I hate him so fucking much is2g, I’d tell him I hate him straight to his face and you know what, he’d only reply with “I know I’m amazing~!” but anyways- let’s get more detailed- He’s EXTREMELY narcissistic, prideful, egotistical- He doesn’t just THINK he’s all that, he KNOWS he’s all that, he’s EXTREMELY confident and doesn’t hesitate to boast about any and all accomplishments he’s made, loves to prank people and scare the shit out of them not only with the facts he knows but he’s got BIG love for dark humor, tell him a dark joke and he’ll start cackling like a madman, he’s got an EXTREMELY sadistic, cruel, and evil streak to him and he can be very cunning as well, manipulative if he needs to be, if you have kids he’ll literally eat them as an appetizer, kids, teens, adults who the fuck cares! If it moves it’s an experiment or a meal to him depending on if he’s actually hungry or not!

There isn’t anything good about this man, he has no tragic backstory like genuinely this time, he LITERALLY just exists to piss people the fuck off, he also loves to mess with people in regards of flirting- He’ll absolutely flirt with you but if you think there’s any genuine love behind that? HAH! Cringe! He doesn’t feel love, never has and never will and he doesn’t deserve it- he’ll have your heart on a platter if you fall for his little “love” themed tactics ...Quite ahem, literally at that- He knows he’s a bastard, he knows he pisses people off and he loves every second of it, he loves being himself! There is no other living thing alive that is as perfect and handsome as he is! Any attention you give this man goes straight to his ego not that it can get any bigger at that point but he’ll grin and be like “Oh I know, I’m fuckin’ g r e a t~” he can be very blunt about things too, he isn’t afraid to ask if he wants something from you or if he wants to do something for you like for example “Can I dissect you?” or “Can I eat you?” and I hate to be the bearer of bad news but uh, he’s not taking no for an answer regardless, you can feel free to try and run from him though! He LOVES a good chase, loves the thrill of the hunt aha.

That’s all I really got personality wise, overall just, if you see him, don’t even look his way, don’t even let him perceive you, once he gets you in his sight if he takes ANY interest you are so screwed dude-

| Side Facts: Has a collection of various organs, teeth, and chemicals in his little Laboratory/Hospital area that’s also technically his home- The only thing REALLY worth noting bout his home area is that it’s just WAAAY more colorful than any lab or hospital you’ve probably ever seen- that doesn’t defeat the god awful smells of blood n decay though- (it also smells a bit like smoke but that smell is DEFINITELY drowned out by the smell of literal death in the air)

Has literally opened a person’s mouth before and shoved a test tube of god knows what kinda chemical down their throat to see the reaction of what’d happen ...Needless to say that person exploded, popped like a balloon!

Usually when he takes break from his work on the computer, studies, etc- He goes and smokes some cigarettes- It helps him feel m u c h more relaxed if he’s ever getting too frustrated with his research, also he just likes smoking in general, it's nice- he’d probs blow smoke in ur face tbh.

Bc of the patchwork themes n shit- He’s EXCELLENT at sewing things, in fact, sewing is one of his more… Simpler pastimes, he can’t study n work on new various chemicals n shit all the time, and sometimes he doesn’t feel like going out and finding food or an experiment to play with- So he’ll sew many things big and small.

So i did say he’s a Vocaloid kinda character honestly, he definitely has a VOICE like one, it’s kinda- he’s not got a voice claim bc usually I hate doing face/voice claims but I’ll explain it the best way I can- like… the best way I can explain it is that he does sound a little high pitched and robotic-y also literally, he’ll sing while he’s operating/experimenting on you or when he’s even literally eating you, he loves to sing! And thinks he’s amazing at it bc of course he does, he’s amazing at EVERYTHING apparently smh, he’s VERY bouncy, stretchy and active when he sings, VERY heavy in movements, even down to hand movements!

Speaking of which, that toon part plays a key role in this! He can stretch his limbs far and wide and bounce w a y more than a normal human can, he’s so springy! It’s like he’s one big fucking noodle man tbh- also a random fun fact, he can also do a spider walk, hell he can literally just LEAN so far backward that if you run past him all he gotta do is b e n d and then he sees yooouuu~! Better run faster than that~!

One more thing, but I’m sure you’re already v e r y aware, he’s EXTREMELY chaotic and feral, honestly just DNI with this man smh.