#and took huge inspo from that for this page

[the-creeping-city]

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I wanted to sit on this for a little longer since I just (re)posted the refs but unfortunately I was too impatient.

also a quick shoutout, there's a lot of really amazing clangen comics out there & I haven't even BEGUN to scratch the surface, but the ones that specifically inspired me to make my own are @moons-of-dewclan, @rookclan, @whispering-clan, @castaway-clan, and @fog-and-the-frost! please check them out if you haven't already c:

[koolades-world]

Hello, I'm looking for some angst.

I would like to order an extra harsh reality of

"The brothers will pick their sister over Mc if given a chance"

And some side dish of "The undertables having to fight for Mc"

Thanksiiee!!

hi!! Sorry I took so long to get to this but I was so looking forward to writing this when I got it! slight mentions at nsfw but nothing is described or really directly talked about. also spoilers for lesson 16 and also also long!! much longer than I anticipated

everything I write turns into Satan pieces somehow lol

Took inspo from Harry Potter, specifically Tom Riddle’s diary in the Chamber of Secrets (don't @ me used to be a huge hp fan)

update: part two is out and can be found here :)

the dance of the haunted (part one)

It all started with a simple trip to the second hand bookstore. Satan always invited Mc, so they were together. He needed a hand carrying back his purchases sometimes and they always went someone to eat afterwards, Satan’s treat as he could never imagine asking Mc to pay.

They bookstore they visited today was a usual for them. It was close enough to walk, but far enough to avoid running into his brothers. Satan knew Mc really enjoyed old cookbooks and worn fantasy books. They also often searched for children’s books to read to local demon children as part of a school club. While he was initially concerned with them coming into contact with a cursed book, he grew more comfortable after seeing their magical ability and that they always carried an enchanted talisman that Solomon gifted them for that purpose.

Mc was over in the nature section, flipping through a book about creatures in the 3rd ring of hell. Satan found himself in the tomes section again. He, as usual, found himself rooting through the very back trying to uncover hidden gems. He was about to pick up a book he thought Mc might like to flip through it, when he froze. Just a sliver of this book was in his vision, but he already felt the magic oozing from it. It's a wonder he didn't sense it sooner. He put the other book in a hurry and pulled out the book from the back.

It was unlabeled, with a faded green cover and a golden ribbon attached to the spine. It marked a page close to the beginning. The magic radiating from it didn't seem bad in any way. It actually seemed quite positive. He was able to place it quickly after he felt the ribbon sticking out the bottom of the book.

This was most certainly a book infused with an angelic blessing at the very least, but how in the world had this ended up in a second hand book store in the Devildom, of all places. He flipped it over, looking for anything to go off of, but found nothing but a cursive golden letter L etched on the bottom right corner. He was a little afraid to open it, giving that it was in the hands of an angel at some point. After thinking it over, if anything happened to him, Mc would help him as soon as they noticed something amiss. Thanks to the pact, it would be almost instantly.

With the thought of Mc, he slowly opened the book. On the first page and on the inside of the front cover was handwriting that seemed oddly familiar. He struggled to read the words on the page at first due to the sense of familiarity. He suddenly got deja vu, as if he had held this book before. He closed his eyes for a moment to stop the world from spinning. When he reopened them, he felt like crying, and yet, he still wasn't sure why. Once he finally read what was written, he understood why.

On the inside cover, it read "Property of Lilith Morningstar" and near the bottom in large writing was a messy scrawl he recognized as Mammon's handwriting. It said "mammon waz here" with a little drawing of himself sticking his tongue out. A heart in a different color of ink enclosed the message and drawing. On the first page was a note seemingly from Lucifer. Satan would recognize his handwriting anywhere. It was a heartfelt message from Lucifer to Lilith, saying that he hoped the gift reached her well, and that he missed and loved her.

He closed the book for a second and suddenly felt faint. He sat on the floor, holding his head in his hands. He thought about what he had just read for a moment. The book that he had somehow found, maybe by chance or fate, belonged to his brother's late sister. It was a gift from Lucifer to Lilith while he was away. He realized that's probably why he felt his emotions raging. The Lucifer in him recognized the book, since he had seemingly picked it out himself to give to his sister. How had this ended up in a second hand bookstore? He theorized maybe it had been made in the Devildom and Lucifer had purchased it during one of his trips. But, angel Lucifer would have never done that. He was disgusted by the mere thought of even having to go down at the time, so the thought of him browsing shops was out of the question. Deciding to come back to that thought later, he decided to quickly flip through it, just to see what it was.

As he reopened the book, new waves of magic hit him. He didn't recognize them, but they felt as familiar as his brothers. He guessed their magic was also somehow within this book. But since it was all angelic magic, everything having to do with this book happened before the fall, before he even existed. Much to his dismay, everything beyond the first page was blank. He closed and opened it a few times, but nothing happened. He guessed it might be locked by magic in some way. The thought of trying to magically pry it open scared him again. He was a demon through and through, and since this was blessed by angels, he had no clue what might happen to him if he tried. He was certain whoever blessed this book did not accommodate for whatever he was, but he thought it to be unwise to test the limits.

"Satan. What are you doing on the floor?" Mc walked up to him, holding a few books in their arms.

"Oh, just looking at book on the bottom shelf. I got tired of crouching." He quickly placed the green book down on top of a stack of his other books.

"I get that. Just wanted to let you know I'm ready to be done when you are. Don't rush for me." They turned to walk away, but Satan stopped them.

"I'm done too. I was finishing up." He moved to get up. Mc turned back around to look at him.

"I made great timing then! Here, I'll carry some of these for you." They grabbed the first few books off his stack. He felt his stomach lurch when they touched the green book. He couldn't help but feel nervous with them handling the book, although he wasn't sure why. He didn't want to say anything about it to them, and again, he didn't know why. For now, maybe it was best he kept this to himself anyways. Mc’s expression didn't change and they continued to pile on the books until the green one was in the middle. There was nothing special about that book to them.

"Thank you." Satan made himself say. He picked up the remaining books and they proceeded to the check out together. Today, an older demon worked the register. She was familiar with the pair and had a soft spot for Mc.

"Is that everything for today?" She asked them as she counted the books. Between the two of them, they had thirteen books. Satan handed the demon the needed amount of grim, and waved them on their way. Satan insisted on carrying the bag of books home, since this time there wasn’t too many.

"Let's stop at a café on our way home. I'm dying for something warm to drink right now." Mc grabbed Satan's hand and pulled him in the direction they wanted to go in. He smiled and allowed himself to be dragged off. While they were enjoying coffee together, he was able to temporally forget about the book he had discovered. All of his thoughts were about Mc for the time being.

When they arrived home together, Mc loudly announced that they were there. Mammon came running to greet them. "Mc! I got somethin' for ya! Ya gotta come with me right now!" He grabbed both of the hands and began to pull them away.

"Thank you for the coffee and books, Satan. Tell me about what you bought at dinner tonight." They looked back at him before looking at Mammon again.

"I will. I'll drop off your books in your room. I had a great time." He lifted a hand at them, as a goodbye.

"Mc!" Mammon began to whine.

"Yes, yes. Let's go now." Mammon took off with Mc in tow, leaving Satan stewing in his thoughts again. He went back to his room with all of the books. The other books he had picked out were no longer interesting compared to the Lilith book. However, he didn't want to mess with it while his brothers were awake. The last thing he wanted was them finding out. While he felt bad keeping it from them, something in him was telling him not to show it to them yet. He had promised Mc he would tell them about the books he picked out. The only one he wanted to read was the one about cats. He could easily talk about it to Mc anyways, without having to worry about the Lilith book crossing his mind.

He read until it was time for dinner. Today, it was Asmo’s turn to cook. He was actually a pretty good cook, probably the best in the house. It always turned out well and was plated gorgeous on top of that. He came to the dinner table with the book he hand been reading, still reading. He took his seat across from Mc, not looking up just yet.

“Hey, is that one of the new books?” Satan looked over his book and saw Mc peering at him.

“Yes, actually. It’s a cat book! Cats are the best.” He happily pointed to the picture of a cat on the front. As they ate, the conversation began to drift away from books, and onto something that Satan thought was irrelevant. He tried to go back to reading, but found himself reading the same lines over and over again. His thoughts had reverted to the little green book sitting in a pile of books on his bed. He has buried it, just in case someone happened to walk in.

As Mc mediated yet another argument between Levi and Mammon, he couldn’t find it in himself to silently seethe and glare at his brothers as he usually did. He blankly stared at his book, picking at his food. He was stuck wondering why the book didn’t say anything. He planned what he would do once he got back to his room. He knew he had a book of protective spells somewhere in the house that he might use to protect himself before attempting to interact with the book more.

“Satan. Is everything alright?” Lucifer placed a hand on his shoulder, catching him off guard. The table was basically empty now, much to his surprise. It was only Beel, Belphie and himself still seated. Beel was still eating and Belphie was passed out next to him.

“Nothing is wrong.” Satan snapped back after a moment.

“Alright. Please don’t forget do the dishes.” Lucifer retraced his hand, and with one final, unreadable look at Satan, left the room. He was unsure about how to feel about Lucifer noticing something was amiss. He snapped his book shut. He wasn’t really reading it in the first place. He put the book down on the kitchen counter and began absentmindedly doing the dishes. He was lost in though about the book currently buried underneath about twenty other books on his bed.

He finished in record time. He grabbed his cat book, figuring Beel could wash his own dish once he was done. He retreated to his room. He was released to find everything just as he left it. He dug up the green book from his pile, placing all the other books on the floor for the time being. He sat at his desk, running his hands over the cover. Under his little desk lamp, it seemed to sparkle in a way that he hasn’t previously noticed. Once he opened it, he was greeted with what he has seen earlier that day. But, to his surprise, there was more beyond that.

Most of the pages in the front of the book curled from usage. At the top of each page, was a note of the date. Below this, was a diary entry of sorts. Sometimes, it was just a to-do list, or a recipe. Others, he found Lilith’s accounts of her day to day life. He decided to start at the beginning, reading the first ever entry. He hoped to gain a little context of what exactly this journal was and how it worked.

Lilith had written on the first page after the note from Lucifer about how he has sent her this journal while on a trip to the Devildom, stating it was made by a human according to the tag on the outside of the journal. He enchanted it himself to only allow her to see the contents of this journal.

Satan paused his reading for a moment. If it has been enchanted to only allow Lilith to read the journal, how was he able to read it just now? He wasn’t close to her. They never knew each other. As he flipped to the next page to hopefully skim it for context of any kind, the words in front of him began to fade. The ink retracted into the page, from the last letter she had written, to the first. He wasn’t sure what he could do to prevent this, so he just quickly read what he could. The next page was something about how Belphie had wanted to take a look at it and something about Beel. Once he got there, the words has begun to erase themselves. He watched helplessly as everything disappeared. Soon, he was just stuck with the plain book he had discovered that afternoon, and the cover no longer shimmered.

He sighed, flipping through it again. He wasn’t sure what he was looking for. He was about to check out the back cover again when he heard his door being pushed open.

“Satan! Thought I would find you here.” Mc greeted him.

“It’s my room. What did you expect?” He shut the book in a hurry.

“Well, I can just as often find you in the library.” They approached him, touching his face. They outlined his jaw and smoothed his cheeks with their thumbs. He reached for their wrists, touching them with an imploring look.

“What’s the matter?” He petted their hair. They sat down in his lap and placed their head on his shoulder. He couldn’t help but worry that the journal was right in their view now, but he hugged them close nonetheless.

“I just feel lonely.” They sighed and buried their face in his neck.

“Really? After all that time you spent with Mammon?” He laughed a little at their predicament.

“Don’t laugh! It’s not the same as when I’m with you.” They pouted and puffed their cheeks out. He chuckled a little more at the cute face they made at him.

“Alright, alright. I’ll stop. What can I do for you, my beloved?” He could get lost in their eyes.

“Give me affection! Just kisses will do.” They pointed to their forehead. Satan smiled at them, amused.

“As you wish.” He began to pepper their face in kisses. As Mc grew more needy, the more he satisfied them. One thing led to another, as they ended up in Satan’s bed. They stayed together for the rest of the night, the journal long forgotten.

Early the next morning, after their night of passion, Satan awoke abruptly. He looked around. He was in his own room, but his clothes were scattered around the room. A shirt was hanging by a thread off a tall pile of books. Mc was asleep next to him, their arms wrapped around him. His lamp light was still on. He reached over as far as he could to reach the off switch. Before he could hit it, he saw the journal. He glanced back at Mc. He didn’t want to wake them, but he felt the urge to open it. He reached out to touch it, and as soon as he did, he noticed it began to shimmer like it had before. He was amazed. He quickly flipped as best as he could to a random page with one hand. He could see lots of writing. He shut it again, taking his hands off of it. It remained shimmery.

He decided not to flip through it now, since he wasn’t exactly in the best frame of mind to at the moment. Instead, he noted the time; 4:03 am. Once he woke up, he would check it again to get a rough idea of how long it would stay open for since earlier, he wasn’t sure how long it had been open for. He finally shut the lamp off and let the book flutter closed. He took his mind off the book, and laid back down. He tucked an arm around Mc as best he could without waking them, and drifted back to sleep.

He awoke for the second time that day. Everything was essentially the same as it was earlier except for the time and the noise outside his door. Mc was still asleep next to him, griping him tightly. It was 8:24 am now, and he could hear Lucifer pacing around past his door in the hall. He didn't make any noise. The last thing he wanted was to see his ugly mug first thing in the morning. Because of this, he decided not to leave him room just yet, but he also didn't want to open the journal either. He would, however, check if it was still "open" or readable. He flickered on his little desk lamp again, and was greeted with the shimmery cover. He didn't want to touch it, because he was almost certain he was able to set it off that morning. Once he was able to think clearer, he would revisit that.

Instead, he grabbed the first book he could get his hands on and began to read. He wasn't sure how long he was there, just reading, but eventually he felt Mc begin to stir. “Good morning, sleepyhead.” Satan greeted the bleary eyed person snuggled into his side.

“Good morning love. How long was I asleep?” They yawned, making no move to sit up. Neither of them were dressed at the moment anyways.

“A decent amount. Longer than I did anyways.” He shrugged, placing the book facedown on his desk, over the journal.

“Thanks for not waking me. You wouldn’t guess how many times Mammon or Asmo have woken me up way too early. Granted, it’s usually on accident. Asmo with his skincare and Mammon with… I don’t actually know.” Mc rolled on to their side to look at Satan better, throwing one of their arms over his torso. He felt himself growing shy under their sleepy gaze. He knew he wasn't the only one graced with that privilege, but the way they looked at him made him feel so special. He would give them every star in the sky if they asked.

“That makes me all the more grateful that they don’t dare enter my room. Makes it quite the sanctuary, don’t you think?” Satan chuckled.

“Mmm, yes.” They yawned again.

“What do you want to eat for breakfast, sweetheart? Or is it too soon to think about that?” He asked.

“Give me a few more minutes and then I’ll find an answer for you.” Mc closed their eyes again, potentially going back to sleep. He used that time to reflect. His thoughts grew a little grim as he let them wander. That journal kept finding it's way into his mind. How had he been able to find that? What were the chances of that happening? Maybe it would have made a little more sense if one of his brothers had found the book instead, since part of them seemed to linger between the lines. He was a different story, though. The magic within must had been much more powerful than he anticipated.

Even as he turned his head to the side to look at the book again, he saw the pages glimmer in the light that didn't exist. Something seemed... wrong. He hadn't noticed it before, maybe due to the excitement of simply finding it. The circumstances of which he found it in too was bizarre. As a powerful demon, he should have noticed the angelic energy as soon as he entered the book store. He dwelled on this idea. Perhaps last night's activities had had an affect on it. He coughed a little, covering up his embarrassment from the invisible audience. As he thought more, it really made no sense that he just happened to find it. Had it been planted there for him specifically, or was it the journal itself? Just what did this book know? He did consider himself exceptional, but not nearly as much as his brothers. Their story was far more interesting than his own. He was just the consequence of their actions. Whatever the case with this book, he felt the urge to get to the bottom of it, despite the creeping dread in his gut.

He spent the next few days of his reading time picking though every page of the journal. He was able to learn so much about his brothers' days in the Celestial Realm, far more than they had ever bothered to tell him. Perhaps they thought speaking about it might bother him. Whatever the case, he found it strange to refer to them as angels. Lilith wrote lots about the twins and Asmo. She wrote less about the older brothers but it was clear they were just as important to her. He had know Asmo was the Jewel of the Heavens, but the way Lilith described him made him sound like the most amazing thing the world had ever seen. The more and more he read, the more he saw the similarities between himself and her. He too considered Asmo a trusted confidant, and a close friend of his. He too found himself sneaking off with Belphie for mischievous reasons, or spending time with Beel for his quiet, comforting presence. He began to realize how difficult losing her might have been for them. In the past, he knew it was a sore subject, especially among the youngest, but now he could really feel their pain as Lilith wrote about their daily misadventures. What they missed. Would they exchange him for her if given the chance? He shook this thought off, not liking the implications it might have.

Her innocence was painted clearly for him on each page, yet, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. He checked the book again and again for traces of demonic magic but found nothing. The strangest part was that he couldn't even find his own. There was traces of various angels, most of which he didn't recognize, likely from the far gone past. The journal continued to puzzle him.

As time passed, the entries grew more and more chaotic. From her new lover, to the growing tensions between Lucifer and their father. They grew shorter and less carefree. Even her handwriting differed. She seemed to understand the gravity of what she had done. He knew this is when the Celestial War was about to begin. Her last entry was about her lover, again about how enchanting she found them, and how one day she hoped to spend the rest of her life with him, no matter what. He paused for a moment, realizing this entry was written likely days, or even hours before he was born. After that entry, the pages were blank. There were some pages with stray pen marks, but that's all he was able to uncover. He knew the ending to this story. The silence told it all. He sat for a while, reflecting again about everything he had seen. As he was thinking, words began to appear on the page in front of him, in the same handwriting and ink color as he had seen in the entire journal. It was Lilith's. Satan paused. He could tell the journal held magical properties, but this was not something he expected to happen.

"Hello? Anyone there?" The words appeared suddenly. He continued staring at the page until more words appeared. "You can say something you know. Ink will do." Satan began to look around for a writing utensil at these words. Once he found one, he began to pen a response.

"Hello. Are you Lilith?" He wrote down underneath the previous words. He got his own response quickly.

"Yes, I am! How'd you know that?" Satan paused again, about to write more, but was cut off as Lilith began to write more. "Haha! Just kidding. This is my journal. My name is in it. It would be weird if this wasn't me. Who are you, by the way? I don't think I've ever had a visitor." Right away, Satan thought Lilith reminded him of Asmo. He was probably like this when he was an angel.

He stopped before bringing his pen down to the page again. He was unsure on how to introduce himself. During his visit to the past, he went by Sully, which was the stupidest name in his opinion. But, he also didn't want to lie to her. Would it be wrong to tell her his story, and what happened after the war? "My name is Satan. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too! That's a pretty cool name. Interesting for sure." She wrote.

"I don't want to scare you away, but I want to make this clear as to not deceive you." He wanted to tell her the truth. He felt like she deserved to know. After all, he had always felt like she was supposed to be in his place. She even wrote in green.

"Oh, tell away then. I'm all ears. I won't judge, unless you're about to confess some sort of sin to me!" She wrote, most likely jokingly. That made him a little nervous at first, but he continued with the original plan anyways. Maybe this was his way of healing, somehow. He felt better after getting everything out. He told her almost everything. He omitted the part where Belphie murdered Mc. He didn't want to be the one to tell her, anyways. It felt wrong to tell her that her death had driven him to such an extreme. She stayed mostly silent, chiming in with a few questions and stray blots of ink on the pages near his writing, as if she was resting her pen on the page.

"I hope that wasn't too much to take in at once. Much has happened." Satan was still a nervous. He really hoped she wouldn't hate him. He was just the messenger. After all, without her, he wouldn't even exist.

"I won't lie, it was overwhelming at first. But, I'm happy to hear my brothers are doing well without me. It's comforting to know that they have you and Mc now." Lilith drew a little heart next to her message.

"Glad to hear. Sorry to leave so abruptly, but I agreed to meet Mc for an outing shortly, so I will see myself out." He wasn't lying. He had agreed to meet Mc, but it wasn't for another two hour.

"Alright. Have fun! Talk to you later." With that, everything she had said sunk into the page and left no trace behind.

"Goodbye." His words also disappeared. Just like that, their entire conversation was gone. He shut the book. He was glad she didn't object. He wasn't sure why he felt the need to leave early. He felt a little bad leaving her to stew in the information dump, if she actually existed beyond the book being open. Everything about the book confused him. Looking back at it, maybe he made a rash decision. Maybe he shouldn't have info dumped to her like that.

He decided to forget that for now to enjoy his time with Mc. They had an event to attend, and he had to get ready anyways. Later that night, he came back to the journal in order to study it. He opted not to talk to Lilith just yet. The sick feeling in his stomach had returned. Something was wrong with this journal, very wrong. It made no sense, even after chatting to her. She seemed sweet enough, but that wasn't enough to dispel that gross, nauseating feeling. He just couldn't place his finger on what. He felt as if he was losing his mind checking over and over again, for something, anything. But, he found absolutely nothing.

Eventually he got to the point where he was determining if he should burn it or not. He regretted even talking to her in the first place. He wasn't sure why, but he grew uneasy even having Mc in the same house as the journal. Somehow, it felt as if he was talking to someone else, as in not the Lilith who made the original entries. He placed the journal back on his desk, underneath his latest book finds, leaving to find Mc. He eventually found them by the door, putting their shoes on.

"Hey Satan. Good to see you!" They looked up at him.

"Hi, Mc. Where are you going?" He was relieved they were leaving the house.

"Purgatory Hall. I was invited over to play some games. Sol's idea." They began searching for their jacket. Satan noticed it hidden behind Lucifer's big overcoat. He grabbed it, and helped them put it on, thinking hard. "Aww thank you. You didn't have to do that." They beamed at him.

"I wanted to, it's no trouble." He paused for a moment, then continued. "Hey, do you think it's possible that I could come with you. I don't even have to play these games if that's an issue, I just want to be with you." He would feel even better if he was able to be with them, and get away from that journal for a while.

"Oh, of course! I'm sure they would love to have you. Besides, I've basically always got one of you brothers attached to me, they might find it weird if I showed up without one." Mc laughed. "I thought you were planning to read tonight, since I've been taking up almost all of your nights for the past week. Did something happen?" They seemed concerned, looking into his eyes.

"Thank you. Really, I can put off reading again. All time spent with you is precious. It's hard to be away from you, you should know. You're simply enchanting." He took their hand and spun them into his arms.

"Alright, if you say so! We should get going if we want to be on time. I can let them know if you need a little time to get ready?" Mc giggled, buying his excuse. They might have seen though him, but was glad they chose not to say anything.

"I just need my shoes and coat as well. I wouldn't want to hold you up, anyways." He only let Mc go in favor of getting ready. "You know, I'm honestly surprised you aren't already bringing Mammon or Asmo." He told them.

"Me too, actually. Asmo was busy, and Mammon was too distracted with his car repairs to pay attention to what I was saying earlier. I was almost held back by Belphie too. But, I'm here now and I get to spend this time with you." They stood beside him as he tied his shoes and shrugged on his jacket. As the two of them made their way to Purgatory Hall, Mc held his hand so tightly and gazed at him so tenderly, he was almost convinced they were the only thing in the world.

When they arrived, they had plenty of fun. Solomon had arranged a collection of games to play as a group that were randomly decided by drawing slips of paper. To nobody's surprise, Solomon and Mc ended up winning most of them because they were human games. Satan forgot all about the journal. That is, until, he received a phone call in the middle of one of their games. Mc was draped over him with their arms around his neck, also curious about who might be calling them at a time like this. It was Lucifer.

"I told them we were heading out. What could he need?" Mc reached for the phone but Satan stopped them.

"If the call is for me, it's probably to yell at me or something. I don't want you to be on the receiving end of that." Satan rolled his eyes, and brought the phone to his ear, planning to brush off anything he said. He was really only answering because Simeon was in the room, who would answer it for him.

"Come home. Now. You have explaining to do." Lucifer growled through the phone. At first, Satan wasn't worried. He got ominous calls from his older brother like this all the time.

"What is it?" He sighed. Mc laughed a little, causing him to smile. The others began to chat among themselves while he was on the phone. This was normal.

"You know exactly what this is about. On your desk in your room. Underneath three books. Your keys on the left. The pen you used on the right." Satan froze. The smile left his face. Lucifer always sounded serious, but this was one of the few times he sounded like he was about to rip his throat out. He had found the journal. Mc didn't hear what he said, somehow, but noticed his change in demeanor.

"What's the matter, 'Tan?" Mc brushed some hair off his forehead.

"Nothing, my love. Don't worry about it. It's the usual nonsense." He moved the phone away from his ear for the moment, and then back once he was done speaking.

"Let me speak to Mc. I want them home too. Now." The tone Lucifer used to dangerous. Satan knew that was unwise. He didn't know what his plan was, but he didn't trust him at all.

"No. I will come home, but I'm not bringing Mc. I will not needlessly involve them. This will stay between us." Satan began to grow angry. He couldn't help it. Typical Lucifer, complicating matters.

"If you don't come right now, I'll drag you both back personally." Satan knew he wasn't kidding. None of his threats were empty.

"Fine. Have it your way. We'll be home shortly." Satan hung up before Lucifer could respond. By now, the entire room was staring at him. He looked totally different than he had before. He was tense, his rage obvious.

"Are we leaving? What's the matter? Did something happen?" Mc looked at him, concerned.

"I'm heading home to take care of something, but you're staying here. I promise it's nothing serious." He lied through his teeth. He didn't know why Lucifer wanted Mc there, but he knew it couldn't be good. The journal was bad news, and they were involved in no way.

"Are you sure? Lucifer said he wanted me there, right? You know how good I am at sorting out issues in your family. I really don't mind, if that's the issues." They squeezed him a little. They were so caring. Too caring.

"I'm sure. I won't act out or anything. He's probably mad about chores or something. I wonder if Mammon sold his underwear while it was my turn to do laundry again." Satan smiled. They cracked a small smile back.

"Alright. Keep me updated. I'll be waiting for you." Mc pressed a kiss to his forehead before climbing off of him.

"Simeon, before I go, can I have a quick word?" Simeon, who was comforting Luke, turned at the sound of his name.

"Of course." Simeon stood up, gesturing for Mc to take his seat next to Solomon. Luke was seated on the floor between them. Mc looked worried, but moved regardless. Solomon looked around the room, studying everyone's expressions. Simeon walked with Satan to the entry way. "What's the matter?" He asked, holding out Satan's coat for him.

"I want you to place a blessing on this building. Do not let any demon in under any circumstance. Including me. I don't care what they say. I don't have time to explain, but something is very wrong at the House of Lamentation and I don't want a single one of my brothers near Mc." He shoved his shoes on as he spoke. He hastily put on his jacket and turned to look at Simeon one last time.

"I don't know what could be wrong, but I trust you. Mc is safe in mine and Solomon's hands." Simeon let his hands fall to his sides, opening the door for Satan. He watched as he took off running in the opposite direction of the House of Lamentation. He could only stare and wait for him to be a good distance away, before shutting the door. He went back to the living room to find Mc hugging Luke, Solomon with a hand on Luke's shoulder.

"Solomon." Simeon said the sorcerer's name. He stood up and walked over to him. "Satan didn't tell me what the matter was, but I need you to do a quick check of the house to make sure nobody but us is in here. Satan requested I bless the house to keep his brothers out." The expression on both of their faces was grim.

"Of course." Solomon shut his eyes and waved his hand. Once he reopened them, Simeon knew he had completed the check. "Nobody but the four of us are here."

"Thank you. Normally I would ask Luke to help me perform the blessing, but I would prefer to leave him alone for now. Will you accompany me?" Solomon nodded. Simeon led him away, leaving the room together, leaving Mc and Luke along together on the sofa in the once full room.

"What's wrong, Mc?" Luke asked them. For once, they had no clue how to respond to the boy.

"I'm not sure. Simeon might know more, but for now, we just have to wait. In the meantime, do you wanna play some more of the games?" Mc hoped to take his mind of the ordeal.

"I don't really feel like it, sorry." He sighed, worried. He had always had concerns about Mc living with demons and them seemed to be coming to fruition.

"That's alright. Do you want to watching something maybe? Simeon made cookies that are cooling in the kitchen, right? We can get those." Mc tried again to get him in better spirits.

"Let's wait for Simeon and Solomon to get back. They might be worried if they return and we're gone." Luke admitted.

"Good point. I'll turn on a movie for now. What do you want to watch?" Mc got up, leaving Luke in their spot.

"Anything." He usually had more to say. Mc could tell Luke was very worried.

"Alright." Mc went through the various dvds Solomon had stored away near the tv. After finding one they liked, they put it on. The two of them watched this movie together since there was nothing better to do. Eventually, Simeon and Solomon returned with said cookies. Rather than sit on the free couch, they all sat together. They could all tell Luke was worried. The desserts remained untouched.

"I have a surprise that I think you'll like, Luke." Solomon spoke up. Luke picked up his head. "I was told that Mc could stay the night, so we can have a big sleepover together. Does that sound good?" Luke perked up.

"Oh, good. That sounds great! I don't want to send Mc back to those icky demons. Where are we sleeping?" Luke sounded excited, making the rest of the room smile.

“We can stay in my room.” Solomon watched as the little angel jumped out of the cuddle pile and ran to gather pillows and blankets.

“It’s nice to see him happy again. I honestly think he might be more concerned than me.” Mc sighed, reaching for a cookie.

“If we knew what was wrong, we would tell you. I just know Satan asked me to place a blessing on the house.” Simeon explains.

"I figured. It's fine. We just need to hope for the best..." Mc stares at the cookie, thinking about Satan and what he might be doing right now. They just hoped he was safe.

ty for putting up with me and not putting out anything for so long... and sorry for the cliffhanger lol. really wanted this out but a. not sure how much longer it will take and b. not sure what I want the ending to be yet! lol

part two soon hopefully sorry to anon for taking so long!!!!

[imsobadatnicknames2]

top 5 ttrpgs for beginners

Sorry that this one took me a bit longer to answer than all the other Top 5 asks :p i wanted to explain a bit of my reasoning behind it and this gave me q chance to ramble a bit about something that bothers me lol

So, first of all I want to talk about what TO ME makes something a good beginner RPG.

Ramble:

I've talked a bit in the past about how I have sort of a bone to pick with the way so many people, when asked for recs for beginner TTRPGs, immediately decide to recommend extremely rules-light/minimalist/one-page RPGs (Hacks of Lasers&Feelings in particular seem to be somewhat popular on this front), when IMO these types of RPGs are at their best when played by an experienced group (or at the very least with least one very experienced player/GM who can provide some guidance to the others). I think a lot of ppl seem to have the impression that simpler mechanics inherently make a game more beginner-friendly, and that thus the most beginner-friendly games are inherently gonna be the ones with the simplest mechanics. And while this is true to an extent (a 700-page RPG with tons of complicated mechanics to remember is obviously gonna be inaccessible to beginners), when you consider that mechanics exist to DELEGATE decisions about the fiction away from the players and the GM so that they don't have to manually arbitrate them every time, there is point where less mechanics are gonna make harder for new players because it means there's more thing they're gonna have to find a way to arbitrate on and decide by themselves, and that's a skill that takes time to develop. An experienced group can probably get a ton of mileage out of a system that essentially ammounts to "the GM describes the world. The players describe what their characters do, and the GM describes how the world reacrs. When the outcome of a player action is uncertain, then [simple resolution mechanic]" but a beginner group is gonna be a little lost. Especially if the game, like many of these types of games, includes practically nothing in terms of GM tools. So I think recommending beginner RPGs solely on the base of how simple they are is well-intentioned but misguided.

(Ramble over)

So, some of what, to me, makes something a good beginner RPG is

Rules provide enough support that the group won't have to constantly be figuring out how to adjudicate stuff on the fly, but they're simple and flexible enough that they're easy to remember and learning them doesn't feel like a daunting task like it does with a certain game (*cough cough* D&D)

Relatively short and uni timidating. Maybe between like 20 and 100 pages. Players should be able to read through the rules and mechanics in one sitting.

Plenty of examples of play, often a good example of play is what makes a game's rules really *click* for a new player.

Relatively quick and painless to start running for the first time. Character creation should be quick and snappy, and if possible a short pre-written adventure (hopefully with some room to be expanded into something larger) should be included within the same book and ready to run out of the box. Even if your group doesn't like using prewritten adventures, having a *good* prewritten adventure can be a huge help in understanding how to write/design them.

Solid set of GM tools and resources (if it's a game with a GM, of course)

Optionally, plenty of compatible material to either use or take inspo from.

So, I think my recs would for beginner games would be...

Mausritter

If any of you have EVER heard me talk about RPGs you knew Mausritter was gonna be here TBH. I've repeatedly talked about it being one of my favorite RPGs and also that I consider it pretty much an ideal introduction to the hobby. I think the woodland critter theme is extremely charming and attractive for people of any age, while the slightly darker elements that rear their head from time to time keep it from feeling too childish.

The mechanics are simple and flexible but still provide enough structure that even a new GM will rarely if ever be at a loss about how to resolve a particular action. They're familiar to anyone who's played a dungeon game while still being extremely streamlined. 3 stats with the main action resolution being roll-under tests, no classes, characters are defined mostly by their inventory, all attacks auto hit and initiative is extremely streamlined, which keeps combat quick and dynamic, etc. And the mechanics are pretty short and esy to digest too, the players' section of the rulebook only takes 18 pages, including stuff like inventory tables and examples of play, and the website features a handy one.page rules summary (which also comes with the box set)

It's super easy to get running: character creation takes a couple minutes at most, and it features both a simple adventure and hexcrawl that can be used right out of the box with plenty of interesting directions to expand for further adventures.

Now, Mausritter takes most of its mechanics from Into The Odd, so a lot of its virtues come to it, but I think the few changes it made DO make mausritter most beginner-friendly, such as its inventory system which makes inventory management into a genuine challenge without having it devolve into a slog of tedious book-keeping, and the incorporation of a streamlined version of GloG's magic system, which manages to still be simple and easy without being as loose and freeform as the magic system from a lot of OSR games of similar complexity (which can be initially daunting to new players)

But what REALLY makes mausritter shine IMO is the extremely solid set of GM tools. In just a few pages mausritter manages to provide simple rules, procedures, generators and advice for running faction play, making an engaging hexcrawl, making adventure sites, and generating stuff like treasure hoards, NPCs, an adventure seeds and overal just a ton of useful stuff that takes a huge load off of the shoulders of any beginner GM.

Cairn

Lets say you're into Mausritter mechanically but your players aren't into the whole woodland creature theme and want to play something more traditional. Cairn is also built on Into The Odd's system, and takes inspiration from some of the same sources, so it's very similar mechanically. It does feature some significant differences regarding magic, character advancement, and how injury and healing work, but overall it's still mostly the same system under the hood, so a lot of what I said makes Mausritter a great introduction to the hobby mechanically still applies here (quick and flavorful character creation, dynamic and streamlined but dangerous combat, etc). It's also a classless system that features msotly inventory-defined characters, but aside from the option to randomly roll your gear, the game also offers the option of picking a gear package in case you wanna emulate a particular fantasy archetype.

Now, Cairn is a much more barebones document, and doesn't even feature examples of play or an explicit GM section with resources for running the game, which breaks with the things I said I look for in a beginner RPG. However, in this case I'm willing to forgive this because, first, Cairn's website features a plethora of first party and third party stuff that isn't featured in the book itself, including examples of play, GM procedures and tools, modular rules, and a wealh of conversions of creature stat blocks and adventures from D&D and other fantasy adventure ttrpgs.

And Second, something different that specifically distinguishes Cairn as a good example of a beginner RPG is how it explicitly outlines its philosophical and design principles, and the principles of play for both the GM and the players before it even shows you any rules, which is something that I think more games and ESPECIALLY begginer games should do. IMO the whole book is worth it just for that little section.

Troika!

Troika is a game built on the Fighting Fantasy system (which originally was less of a TTRPG system and more of an engine for a series of choose-your-own-adventure books) with a really interesting pseudo-victorian space opera weird gonzo setting which is a load of fun. It has very simple 2d6 mechanics, with characters having three stats (Stamina, Skill, and Luck), and being mostly defined by their inventory and the special skills from their background. Character creation is quick and snappy. The game gives you 36 weird and extremely creative character backgrounds, but creating a custom background is as easy as coming up with a concept and the names of a couple special skills that support that concept. It also has a very unique initiative system which might be a little divisive but which I DO find fun an interesting.

While it lacks many of the GM tools I praised Mausritter for, it makes up a little bit for it with an initial adventure that does a wonderful job at naturally introducing the weirdness of the setting, and which at the end presents a ton of opportunities to segway into a variety of urban adventures.

Now, a lot of beginners come into RPGs specifically looking for a D&D-type fantasy game (which is a problem because D&D is a pretty bad option for a beginner RPG) so for those types of players I would recommend

The Black Hack

The Black Hack is probably my favorite game for doing D&D-style fantasy roleplaying. It's a game that at its core uses the original 1974 white box edition of D&D for inspiration, but modernizes, reimagines, and streamlines every aspect of it to be one of the most simple yet elegant D&D-like experiences out there. For example, TBH uses the six stat array that all D&D players know and love, and with the same 3-18 point range, but does away with the attribute score / attribute modifier dichotomy, instead building its entire system around the attribute scores, with all rolls in the game being roll-under tests for a relevant attribute (including initiative, attack/defense rolls, and saving throws). It also innovated some extremely elegant mechanics that went on to be very influential for other games, such as its Usage Die mechanic as a way to streamline keeping track of consumable resources. Basically, it's like if D&D actually played the way it looks in cartoons and stuff: character creation doesn't take 3 hours, every combat encounter doesn't take five hours, and you can place some emphasis on resource management without the game making you want to tear your hair out with boring bookkeeping.

And one of the coolest things about it is the way it handles compatibility. Despite taking loose at best mechanical inspiration from D&D and playing very differently from it, TBH is intentionally designed to be compatible with a wealth of old-school D&D material. While it very clearly stands as its own distinct game, it's designed in such a way that you can prety much grab any creature stat block or adventure module written for any pre-3e version of D&D and use it in The Black Hack with little to no effort in conversion required.

The first edition of the game is a pretty barebones 20-page booklet that just describes the basic game mechanics, since it was assumed you'd probably be using D&D creature stat blocks and adventures with it anyway, but the second edition was significantly expanded with a bestiary, expanded GM procedures and advice, and tool for creating anything you could want: Hexcrawls, towns, dungeons, quests, treasure hoards, NPCs, dungeon rooms, traps, secrets doors, etc. plus a short premade adventure and even a few premade unkeyed dungeon maps that you can take and key yourself if you're in a pinch for a map, which as you all know, I think GM tools are an important part of a beginner game.

The game only includes the 4 basic classes from old-school D&D (fighter, thief, cleric, magic user) but the community has made several supplements adding back more modern classes.

Now, if you're that type of player that wants a D&D-like experience and you want an alternative that's still beginner-friendly but doesn't deviate as much from D&D's design, I would suggest:

either Basic Fantasy, or Old-School Essentials (or any good retroclone of Basic D&D tbh)

BF and OSE differ a bit from each other but at their core they're both attempts to repackage a relatively faithful but slightly modernized version of the 1981 Basic/Expert D&D set, retaining mostly the same mechanics while ditching a few of the aspects that might seem counterintuitive to a modern audience (such as descending AC, which I personally don't mind but I udnerstand why a lot of people find it confusing). I'm recommending these bc I think if you're gonna play any actual D&D product, the B/X set represents D&D at its most beginner-friendly (character creation is at its quickest and simplest, combat flows faster and remain itneresting due to doing side initiative rather than individual initative, the mechanics forsurprise, stealth, and dungeon exploration actions such as looking for traps are streamlined to simple D6 rolls) while still being recognizably D&D and these retroclones put in a bit of an extra effort to make them even more accessible to modern audiences.

Now, just like The Black Hack, these retroclones are limited in their race/class choice to the classic old-school D&D human/halfling/elf/dwarf and fighter/cleric/thief/magic user, but in the case of Basic Fantasy, the community has made several race and class supplements, some of which are showcased on the official website, and in the case of OSE, the OSE: Advanced addon reintroduces many of the modern classes and races that were originally introduced in the Advanced D&D line.

Have in mind that this list is pretty limited by my own tastes and experiences. I'm very aware that the very specific type of game I tend to play and like and experiences inroducing some of my friends to the hobby completely color the scope of what I can recommend as a good beginner RPG, and that that scope is significantly limited. I also like more narrative storygame type stuff, and I don't doubt that some of them would also make a fantastic introduction to the hobby (some PbTA stuff like Ironsworn, Dungeon World and Monster of the Week comes to mind) but my experience with them is not significant enough for me to feel confident in telling which of them are good beginner RPGs.

Also note that there are several games that I consider to be more MECHANICALLY beginner-friendly than the ones I listed here, but that I avoided mentioning specifically because they offer extremely little to no support in terms of GM tools, which I think is an important and often overlooked aspect of beginner-friendliness for any game that includes a GM! But they still might be worth checking out. These include games like DURF, FLEE, OZR, A Dungeon Game, Bastards, Dungeon Reavers, Knave 1e, and Tunnel Goons.

[lincolndjarin]

BKS ✦ notes & bts : chapters 1-5

spoilers for chapter 1-5 of Best Kept Secret!!

✦

a/n :

I feel like this is just SO self indulgent of me but whatever I guess lmao, bks is my brain baby currently and I will take any excuse to talk about it. These posts are going to be long in-depth dives into my writing process, dress inspo, music i was inspired by, etc. of the mentioned chapters so settle in cause this is what i'm doing today lol. also this might be the longest one bc i'm gonna talk about starting and coming up with everything.

starting writing and original outlines :

i've said this so many times lmao but i wrote the ending first. like the ending ending. i work really long hours at a job that has me listening to music for like ten hours a day while i work so i get a lot of thinking time lmao. basically i originally wrote it as a story with no specific characters in mind. I'm a big Pedro fan so i was between characters i thought fit the fic but settled on din because i think he fit the character i was imagining best. (it helps that he's in my top three pedro characters lol) from there laid out a vague outline in my mind of where i wanted to start so i created a set list of characters and basically just dove right in without much to guide me except for an ending point lmao. it wasnt until closer to like chapter 15-16 when i started properly outline each chapter in advance in the document, before that i just wrote vague notes in a notebook that i didn't end up following all that well lmao

music :

i've also said this at one point but the original name of best kept secret was "my keeper and i" i wrote the first three chapters in the same week and spread out the posting but i used the same playlist for most of the early stuff so here's that!!

original bks playlist

inspirations :

if you've seem/read bridgerton then you might know that i took a lot of inspiration from the pattern the show uses and still do.

basically the show has a pattern of the couple getting together and breaking it off or having an issue that's resolved and then there's a new issue. i've sort of been following that sorta kinda

also reader is heavily based on charlotte because i had just finished queen charlotte when i started writing bks

din is more based on anthony bridgerton than george, (anyone unfamiliar with bridgerton, george is the love interest in queen charlotte)

also a lot of din's style of self loathing is based on edwards from twilight LMAO

notes :

here's a random page of misc. notes that i lowkey can't decipher lol

here are my chapter four notes! shoutout to when i didn't realize it was sarad'ika and it was originally ika sarad lmaooo

there's some unused dialogue here, specifically there was going to be a longer conversation about how he wanted to get her out of the castle more often as well as a scene where she was going to eat fruit ands it was gonna drip down her front and he was gonna wipe it off. it was gonna be a whole thing lmao but it didn't really fit the rest of the chapters vibe.

so.... originally there was a timeline issue where the first lunar interlude (i'm a huge taz balance fan and that's where i got the name lunar interlude from lmaoooo, i have 2 taz tattoos) was going to be chapter 4 and then it was going to be chapter 6 and then it made the most sense to make it 5, so any timeline notes here are wrong.

in my original concept for the fic, every chapter was going to end with a small portion of din pov, but it didn't flow well and i really didn't like it so it ended up being easier having it be specific chapters.

when writing the first lunar interlude i went through and read the previous chapters and wrote down how i thought he was feeling during each scene which is what these notes are ^

dresses :

here's a collection of the dresses i used as inspo for chapters 1-5 (these were posted on my old account but i'm gonna put them here as well!!)

chapter one :

the wedding dress was based on this dress!!

and this is the sort of jewelry i was picturing but this stuff is still pretty, i couldn't find anything as ugly as what i was picturing for her wedding jewelry.

this is the sort of stuff i pictured for her blue dresses she hates but honestly all of these are pretty as well LMAO. in all honesty i think that the blue dresses she doesn't like wearing are probably pretty i think she mostly just hates what they stand for and also they put her in gaudy makeup and jewelry as well which doesn't help

chapter two :

used all sorts of dresses as inspo for this chapter! here are these!

chapter three :

sort of a combination of these for the chapter three dress, if that makes sense lmao

chapter four :

something along these lines for the garden dress!!

that's all for these chapters!! I'll probably do 6-15 for the next one since there won't be as many notes for those and then go back to five each for the rest!! i have to do some practice makeup for the concert i'm going to this week so the next one of these will be up either tonight or tomorrow!!

[merriway]

Do you have any tips for how you developed your style? I want it to be like yours :3

OH my style has been developed over the course of many years through many different inspirations. I dont really have a name for it either per your other ask its more just like a hodge podge of all my favorite things. I can list some of my prominent inspirations for you to look up as well as list some of the things I focus on when arting!

For inspiration I'd have to go back to elementary school and say that my first creative inspo was probably the Nightmare before Christmas. I think that really encouraged a love of weird and whacky shapes in character design. Anime was obviously also a huge inspo and I love a lot of retro anime from the 80s/90s. Ranma, Moomins, Add in some PS1-PS2 era platformer mascots like sonic, spyro, crash, and klonoa. If we're talking video games too i gotta bring up pokemon cause thats been my obsession since the games first came out. From highschool through college I really studied a lot of art from classic disney and I'd say one of my favorite book series is "They drew as they pleased' I think studying that gave me a love for gesture drawing and acting. I think there was the show Wakfu which had a lot of art from Gobi and Bill Otomo and I loved how they pushed shapes in their character design. Takashi Nakamaru is a big inspo for me in how he stylizes and animates. He has such a level of volume and weight that what he animates feels so real but his style feels so cartoony and whimsical. Yuasa Masaaki headed one of my favorite anime, Kaiba. Which had a very stylized toony look but held a lot of darker heart wrenching themes. I really love cute/fun aesthetics mixed with heavier topics. Yoh Yoshinari is another major artist I reference a lot. Hes a major hitter at Trigger and I love the way he has blended both western and anime styles together. Also his extreme poses are so fun. I particularly love his book of sketches he did of Osamu Tezuka characters. Very toony but animated stuff. There is probably a lot more but I would say thats a erally good starting place to know where Im coming from. As for how I approach drawing. I will echo this as long as I live but gesture drawing gesture drawing gesture drawing. I took several life drawing classes in college and my favorite thing was to do short timed drawings of people and animals. There are so many videos for free on youtube about the Line of Action, about how to start gesture drawing as well as so many resources to find models/reference to draw from. Do 5 second gesture drawings where you can only get like three lines on the page, that helps you to focus most on the feeling and energy of a pose. Then 30 sec, 1 min, etc See how people do life drawing too. I really like Heinrich Kley and he was a huge inspo for many of the classic disney artists. You keep practicing that and it'll start to show up in your more stylized work. When you learn how to twist and bend shapes it starts to show in your personal art. For my personal art I tend to have a lot of mood boards, pinterest boards with artists I like and work that inspires me. I sometimes just spend 15min-30min looking at my favorite art, injecting the things I like about them into my brain and getting hyped to draw! Draw all sorts of styles, all sorts of things! Experiment with a variety of styles and eventually you'll start to create your own signature look. And dont be afraid to make a bad drawing!! I made so many! I drew on notes in class, on napkins, on post it notes, you name it. Just doodle and sketch bad things then try to figure out how to fix them through reference and learning. But remember to just stop and think about what you want! For example, what do you like about my art? is it the posing the shapes, the energy? Think about those things. Take a moment to ask yourself questions like 'what am I going for?" "why?" I think having a motivation, a drive, or something similar to that helps you want to draw and not get caught up with social media and trying to compete with your peers. Overall enjoy the journey! You're your own unique person and all your own personal experiences can feed into your work in a way others may not! And good luck with drawing, I hope it stays fun for you!!

[evilbiomes]

finally finished the refs for those two 2hnb characters i kind of hinted at working on in one of my posts (unlike like 90% of all my other terraria ocs these guys aren’t based off of player characters at all !)

more about em below:

EMBER:

she’s the demon assigned to watch over (and torture) roy while he’s in hell. thing is she Really Doesn’t Like making sure he’s Suffering properly or whatever (and just doing her job in general). shes like the landlord of the ruined house he lives in and if he doesn’t pay rent in time he gets subjected to One Billion Unholy Tridents being thrown at him by ember. also shes the first terrar oc of mine that’s based off of an enemy (da red devil enemy in particular!)

LADY:

funny lady that’s blessed with eternal luck! she doesn’t really like her luck powers though since nothing really bad ever happens to her. the most she can do with her insane luck (other than like. win lottery tickets) is to mess with people in really exaggerated/almost cartoony ways since interacting with anything always results in things going (mostly) her way. because of that, she ended up scamming a demon which resulted in her being punished in hell. she really doesn’t care though since its like the closest thing to something exciting happening to her lol

now she hangs out at a casino in hell where she continues to mess with demons for fun. she puts up this sexy femme fatal kinda character to lure people in and catch them off guard when she shoots them with her (probably stolen) coin gun that’s runs on all the money she’s won from slot machines, gambling, etc. then she like steals their wallets or something idk

shes was originally themed after the whole luck mechanic in terraria but im now realizing shes not that connected to it anymore.. listen man i just took one look at the luck page on the wiki that had like. Math??? on it and felt like making an oc

full name is lady fortune (though that’s just an alias.. haven’t figured out what her real name is yet)

roy has a HUGE crush on her and she absolutely despises him because of that

somewhat enemies with ember. ember sees lady has a real big nuisance while lady thinks its fun to mess w ember lol

if you’ve actually taken the time to read all of this congrats! as a reward here’s lady’s inspo playlist (it has a lot of jazz in it)

[spacebuck]

Fic Writer Q & A!

tagged by @voxofthevoid, took me a while i'm sorry ;;;

How many wips do you have currently?

a surprising amount!! four actively on the go at the moment, including one collab piece, and a solid 8 more besides that i am going to be trying to crack out over the next couple of weeks even if they're short and sweet. on top of that i have another 7 things planned for my main ship and another 2 or 3 from others!!

aka i am busy and my wips list is huge r i p

Which one are you finding the hardest to finish?

there's something i keep writing and flittering away from then coming back then flittering away from, and it's frustrating because it's a concept i adore and i've put a lot of worldbuilding thought into it, but it's also not my main ship so my brain is tripping a little bit on it because the brainrot is r e a l

What does it usually look like when inspiration strikes for you?

uh. sometimes it's a 2k fic in 2hrs. somethings it's 25k over 3 weeks and a 7 page planning doc. it really depends on what the inspo is jhgfghj

Do you curate playlists for each fic or is your process different?

i honestly.... don't really write to music? there's been one exception really, but if i do need something on i will either play a specific soundtrack-only playlist i have, or a heavy phonk playlist. i'm not really a music person, if i'm honest!

Do you go balls to the wall and write as you go or are you more organized?

it genuinely depends on the fic. like i said above, i have wips that have absolutely nothing planned (like most f my argenthill week prep, i've literally just got the prompt name lmao) and then i have a fic that has a literal 7 page (and running) planning doc mapping relationships, roles, chapters, and a hit-list of unordered scenes that me n my collab partner are ordering as we go

i don't know who's super active anymore hhh so if you see this and you write consider this me tagging you and tell me about your stuff (feel free to link me to your answers to i'd love to read em!!!)

[elinorasims]

Sul Sul!

| hi my loves,

i’m elinora, or el. i’ve been playing the sims for 25 years (what), and this is the first time I’ve ever joined the online community. *deep breath* HI!

the sims is a passion, as we all know, and it can be a labour of love (and hate lol). i’m an audhder, and although the sims has been a special interest since i was around 6 years old (yikes), the dopamine hit sure runs dry sometimes! i recently took a year off playing with some yucky burnout - joining tumblr is a big part of renewing my love for ts4.

this simblr is for sharing the journey of my ultimate passion project: creating a custom save from a fully empty world.

the plan is to kinda post the journey as it unfolds and hopefully end up with a fully populated custom save file (featuring my own creations, alongside builds from my favourite creators) that you can download if you like when i've completed it! Warming: this might take actual years lol.

i am sUper excited to share my progress with you guys! i’ve never shared any of my Sims life publicly before but i’ve seen so much love and connection in this awesome community - i honestly can’t wait to get to know you all more here on tumblr.

feel free to check out my pinterest board for this project, too! you can also find me on the gallery @eliwils. i also run a wordpress blog for my non-sims art and poetry.. if you’re into that kinda thing check it out here :3 it's.. sporadic at best rn lol.

| dag dag fn. <3

WCIFT?

You’ll find pages for my resources (mods, defaults, etc.) and downloadable tray files for all my personal builds and households here.

My builds (and lots by other Simmers on the gallery) will not contain CC. Despite my experience, I am still learning to build more creatively. I’ll be using real world architecture as inspo and IRL floorplans as a guide to give a sense of realism and 'liveability' aha. Hopefully during the course of this project my build quality and aesthetic will continue to improve!

My Sims, however, will showcase my favourite CC and the creators I adore. I aim to include lookbooks for each Sim in a household and links to download individual CC items as well as feature my favourite/most used creators.

If you see something you love and I haven't mentioned it - please shoot me a message!

ETC..

I try to create Sims with varied personalities, styles, and individual stories relevant to their home world/neighbourhood! Hopefully this means the population will be vibrant and diverse, with a little whimsy and excitement thrown in for gameplay fun.

I mostly use maxis match CC, but there are some alpha textures in my game too, particularly for hair. I try to keep styles fairly consistent so the blend of MM and alpha isn’t jarring - but I am trying to transition more towards MM only CC.

I’m aiming to keep to the 'original’ intended themes for each world as much as possible, but making them more stylised, detailed, and interesting, with some cross-pack elements included to update the worlds slightly and create a more cohesive overall .. universe?

There will probably be quite a long list of CC required for the households in this save once it’s complete. I get that it might be a bit of a pain to get everything I've recommended.. but this is a save I actually intend to play with, and it’s my personal love letter to the game I grew up with.

I’ve always been a huge fan of the creator community. They are incredible, generous and talented humans, and I’ve been an avid CC shopper since The Sims 2. I’d like to show my support for creators I adore in a CC Finds tag. I’ll also post about build/buy items there from time to time even though I'm not using them in this save specifically.

[bangtanintotheroom]

I posted 1,958 times in 2022

That's 1,758 more posts than 2021!

509 posts created (26%)

1,449 posts reblogged (74%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@bangtanintotheroom

@sunshinerainbowsbts

@minttangerines

@jung-koook

@kithtaehyung

I tagged 1,620 of my posts in 2022

Only 17% of my posts had no tags

#my lovely moots - 405 posts

#asks - 284 posts

#min yoongi - 179 posts

#ask game - 132 posts

#jung hoseok - 123 posts

#jeon jungkook - 109 posts

#kim namjoon - 105 posts

#kim taehyung - 94 posts

#thank youuu 🥺💕 - 90 posts

#sunshinerainbowsbts - 88 posts

Longest Tag: 100 characters

#i bought joon on the saturday at the con and went back for yoongs the next day because he was $5 off

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

If I Were You, I’d Do Me Too (M)

You got a fetish for my love, I push you out and you come right back Don't see a point in blaming you, If I were you, I'd do me too

• Pairing: Fuckboy!Jimin x (F)Reader

• Genre: Non-Idol!AU, Smut, Friends with Benefits

• Rating: 18+

• Words: 15.3k

• Summary: Park Jimin had to be one of the most narcissistic men you had ever had the displeasure of meeting. And yet, you kept finding yourself at his door in the middle of the night like clockwork.

• Warnings/themes: “Friends” with benefits, Jimin really loves himself and is kind of a dick, Y/N needs to pick better fuck buddies, mentions of sex with a stranger, kind of a toxic relationship tbh, reader is feisty as hell, swearing, dirty talk, oral (m. and f. receiving), deep throating, throat-fucking, protected sex, doggy style, dom!Jimin, slight degradation (no usage of slut/whore), hair pulling, ruined orgasm, light choking, fingering, fingers in mouth, pussy slapping (just once), multiple orgasms, overstimulation, squirting, finger sucking, mirror sex, aftercare, sharing a bed

• Notes: I’ve been in the mood for one of the boys being mean and Jimin is the lucky winner! Tbh, this picture of him from a past Vlive has been fucking me up something fierce lately 🥵 This was a bit of a challenge to write around the teaser but I took my sweet time and I think I’ve created a monster haha 😩 A huge shoutout to the lovely, lovely Ash @jimilter for taking the time to beta this fic and give me suggestions that helped immensely! *gives you more Chimchim kisses* 💖💖💖 Crossposted to AO3 as well.

• Song Inspo: Fetish - Selena Gomez (Spotify | Soundcloud)

• Taglist: @jimilter @sukixyo​ @btsis7okay @marcoazz2 @parkminhobi @yukimcffblog @emaluc @doublebunnykoo @jiminiedits @parkdatjimin

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851 notes - Posted February 8, 2022

#4

Delta Disorder (M)

'Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off

Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth

I just wanna hear your body talk

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863 notes - Posted July 6, 2022

#3

Center of Attention (M)

• Pairing: Jungkook x (F)Reader/(F)OCs (x2)

• Genre: Non Idol!AU, Smut, Established Relationship

• Rating: 18+

• Words: 15.3k

• Summary: It was supposed to just be you and your boyfriend tonight but your friends decided to come over for an impromptu slumber party. Of course, he’s not happy about it but he’ll get the attention he wants, one way or another.

• Warnings/themes: swearing, drinking, truth or dare, foursome (M/F/F/F), praise kink, handjobs, fingering, oral (m. and f. receiving), face-sitting, hint of masturbation (f.), unprotected sex (for the love of God, wrap it up if you’re participating in group sex PLS), breast play, squirting, riding, choking, spanking, dirty talk, begging, hair pulling, voyeurism, creampie, switch!Jungkook, JK is a whiny boi, porn without plot, a little twist towards the end hehe

• Notes: Woooooooo, this is nastyyyyy 🥴 I have never thought I would be writing smut that included more than two people, let alone four, but here we are! This was thanks to an interesting discussion brought up by some anons (OG anon (idk your name but you the GOAT), switchy bi anon and ⚽️ anon get some big kisses from me 😘) on @thirstybtsthoughts​ ‘s page and shoutout to @4joonkookie​ ‘s one shot as the kick in the pants I needed to start writing this. It’s out of my comfort zone (in a good way) but I hope I did an alright job (I want the best for my bby boy 🥺)! Crossposted to AO3 as well.

• Taglist: @blxckswxnxge​

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923 notes - Posted January 19, 2022

#2

Glossy Top Coat (M)

• Pairing: Hoseok x (F)Reader

• Genre: Idol!AU, Smut, Established Relationship

• Rating: 18+

• Words: 1.1k

• Summary: You can’t let your boyfriend go on stage without asking him for a favor; a favor that involves his fingers...

• Warnings/themes: Hobipalooza time!, fingering, mentions of choking, dirty talk, backstage fun, squirting, overstimulation, mentions of oral (m. receiving)

• Notes: In honor of Hobipalooza, here’s a drabble! I’ve been captivated by Hobi’s fingers lately, especially since he’s been painting his nails. AND THEN THAT VLIVE! 🤤 someone please stop my brain lmao 😅 And thanks yet again to my wifey @playmetheclassics​ for beta’ing! 💖💖💖 Crossposted to AO3.

• Taglist: @wwilloww​ @parkdatjimin​ @jimilter​ @joontied​ @highly-functioning-mitochondria​ @swweetnightt​ @sunshinerainbowsbts​ @herecomesjoon​ @miscelunaaa​ @minttangerines​ @sopeorsoaporsoup​ @sugalaritae​ @cris1984love​ @kookiecrumb​ @codeinebelle​ @ssaboala​

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952 notes - Posted August 1, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Fanservice (M)

I wanna get freaky on camera, I love when we get freaky on camera

• Pairing: Camboy!Taehyung x Viewer!(F)Reader

• Genre: Camboy!AU, Smut, Strangers to Lovers

• Rating: 18+

• Words: 30.8k

• Summary: Every Friday night at 10 PM was dedicated to your favorite camboy. When he hosts a contest and you end up the lucky winner, you’ll have to brace yourself for your unexpected debut.

• Warnings/themes: explicit sexual content, sex work, exhibitionism, voyeurism, camshows, mentions of anal play, masturbation (m. and f.), filmed sex acts (consensual), Taehyung has a filthy mouth, swearing, lots of dirty talk, use of sex toys, reader is lowkey a Tae fangirl (who wouldn’t be lol), discussion of consent and rules, performance anxiety, soft dom!Taehyung, breast play, TAECONDA 🗣, handjobs, spitting, oral (m. and f. receiving), gagging, deep throating, fingering, squirting, size kink, unprotected sex (both parties are tested and safe but WRAP IT UP PEEPS), multiple positions, spanking, come play, creampie, slight degradation, multiple orgasms, lots of sexual tension 🥵

• Song Inspo: Cyber Sex - Doja Cat (Spotify | Soundcloud)

• Notes: Big dick Tae go brrrrr 🤪 *ahem* forgive me, I had a moment of weakness. Anyways, this is for the “Camshow” square for @bangtanwritingbingo​! I’ve been super excited to delve into this one since I received my card but I couldn’t decide who to use...until I saw THIS pic of Taetae that just screams tease 🤧 had to do some research about cammers for this and found out some fun and interesting things along the way so please enjoy and remember to support your local sex workers! 👍🏾 And a huge thanks to @playmetheclassics​​ for beta’ing this for me, mmmmwah 😘💕 Crossposted to AO3 as well.

• Taglist: @thelilbutifulthings @jeontier @park-hera-gi @feral-daisy @uzumakioden @raineandskye @noir-eyes @bebejungkook​ @parkdatjimin​ @sunshinerainbowsbts​ @m-yg93​ @jimilter​ @sexyuntitl3d @herecomesjoon​

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1,802 notes - Posted April 12, 2022

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[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

HELP I WOMT EVEN LIE. That cryptic form of my sona was only a little bit inspired by the f.nf minus mod😭😭 /nm /pos!! the huge inspo I rlly took from was midf.ight masses (I thought s.arv with her hair down looked so pretty I wanted to copy it)

Anyways here’s an old doodle page I did from like... a realllyyyy long time ago of said cryptic form👀

OHHHHHH THAT EXPLAINS SO MUCH OHHH!!!!!!!! NO WONDER, THE WHITE EYES AND ANGEL/DEMON STUFF FELT SO SA.RVENTE IT MAKES SENSE NOW

so you claimed this idea and called it cryptic form... AWESOME. AWESOME

especially that halo. it's literally your pfp it clicked to me only now omg... (are they the same?)

good shit that's so fun to hear, the sketch page slaps so hard btw I love it ...💚💚💚

[axdently]

𝑷𝑬𝑻𝑬 𝑫𝑨𝑽𝑰𝑫𝑺𝑶𝑵, 𝑯𝑬/𝑯𝑰𝑴/𝑻𝑯𝑬𝒀 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑵𝑶𝑼𝑵𝑺, 𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝑹𝑹𝑰𝑶𝑹

To SKEETER DAWSON HIGGINS III, the whole world looks like an open page. with a leap of faith, their ability of BLOOD PRESSURE MANIPULATION grows a little stronger. they’re pledged to the HOUSE VANITAS to defend the enchanted lands of cagliostro with their DWARVEN MOSS GRINDER. for TWENTY EIGHT years, they have survived a world of magic with both their BOLDNESS and SELF-PITY. they work as an EX-WELDER, but if they could change their fate, they’d JUST WANNA BE HAPPY ( and get a healthy boner ) 

─── 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐒.

You’ve recently returned from a month away from Selphia. If people inquire, you'd mention it was a journey of self-discovery, but the truth is you were spending time with your father and recuperating from the loss of your job. Now, you're back in town in the midst of a Boundary, and determined to stay on this earth. Skeeter is the name that teachers, mentors, principals, and other authority figures call you, including your father, who is currently residing in a nursing home in Florida. Growing up, being the third Skeeter Higgens in existence, you were given the name Trey. Junior was your father's moniker, and Dawson was reserved for your great-grandfather. However, Trey isn't a name you go by anymore–– since it's a triggering reminder of your mother. Skeet stuck for a while, but Higgies is the name used by those closest to you.  Basketball ignited your first real passion. You aimed to play professionally, but the loss of your mother profoundly affected you. Your drive for most things, including basketball, dwindled. Numbness took over, and motivation was hard to find. You stumbled during a crucial game, disappointing scouts and squandering your chances for scholarships and a college basketball career. Depression hit you hard during a critical period of your life. After basketball fell through post-high school, you attended a trade school for welding. You moved around different companies and jobs, but until recently, due to an inability to pass a drug test, your career trajectory faced challenges.

─── 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒.

NAME: Skeeter Dawson Higgins NICKNAME: Higgies, Skeet, Trey ( Family only )  DATE OF BIRTH: DEC 2, 1988 GENDER: Agender, prefers he/him but will answer to they, but generally doesn’t like being referred to as a man or boy. ( He prefers giant )   HEIGHT: 6’3” MARKINGS: a couple of scars from tattoos they never got fully removed, bloodshot eyes, and a scar across his palm. TATTOOS: he’s got a lot, these are a couple of their favs too, 1, 2, 3  PIERCINGS: this many DECORUM: joggers and high top chucks, paired with sweatshirts because they are always cold, and ever necessary ball cap SCENT:  general man stink ( onion armpits ) caused by stress sweat and general lack of care, burnt metal, skunky smoke covered up by vanilla incense & occasionally Oldspice  GOALS: Live past 30 FEARS: the ocean– any  huge body of water. POSITIVE TRAITS: many- sided, spontaneous, punctual NEUTRAL TRAITS: immature, undogmatic, tidy NEGATIVE TRAITS: confrontational, devious, fickle. ZODIAC: Sagittarius , Taurus Moon, Libra Rising ALIGNMENT: Neutral Evil TEMPERAMENT: Melancholic ELEMENT: Earth PRIMARY VICE: Lust PRIMARY VIRTUE: Patience TROPE:  Asshole Victim, Consummate Liar, Affably Evil, Beware of the Nice Ones, Only Known by their Nickname, The Stoic, Brutal Honesty, Don’t you dare pity me !, Heroic Comedic Sociopath INSPIRATION: This gifset, also this one, with some Steven Hyde x Fezco from Euphoria and Lip Gallagher from Shameless Inspo  OCCUPATION: Busking the street with a bucket and drumsticks for money RESIDENCE: Gab’s place or on the streets or whomever's' couch he can crash on HOBBIES: Pyrography, metalworking & welding ( he went to school for it but no one will hire him lol ), video games, shooting pool with the boys, also drumming. collecting dildos, and being a general menace to society. HABITS: annoying drumming with anything he can beat with ( finger tapping against tables, pens upon a desk, straws with their ends nearly chewed off– he constantly feels like there is a beat in his head ), he walks with a bit of a limp due to jumping off of a building ( he was in crutches for about a year ), he cracks his knuckles when he’s thinking, he uses excessive salt in his food ( and therefore always has a puffy and swollen face which he of course doesn’t take care of ) 

─── 𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒.

BLOOD PRESSURE MANIPULATION

The ability to manipulate the blood pressure in oneself or other living creatures. The user, with a twist of his enchanted DWARVEN MOSS GRINDER gains control over the blood flow of oneself and others, allowing them to enhance strength and speed via increased oxygen and nutrient transferral. They can increase or decrease the blood pressure, induce heart attacks in other creatures by blocking the flow of blood to the heart, causing the body and/or face to redden, or reverse the flow of blood, causing body function to fail and the victim to die.

VARIATION 1. SWIPE LEFT - SERENITY INDUCEMENT

The user is able to induce powerful feelings of tranquility in others, allowing one to keep others calm and peaceful by turning his DWARVEN MOSS GRINDER counter clockwise. The more he twists his grinder the calmer the target becomes. The user is typically aware of the feelings that slowly creep up on them. They feel as though they are being lulled into a deep tissue massage.

VARIATION 2. SWIPE RIGHT - RAGE INDUCEMENT

The user is able to manipulate the rage, aggression, and anger of others including people, animals, and other creatures, by turning his DWARVEN MOSS GRINDER clockwise. The more he twists his grinder the angrier the target becomes, sometimes resulting in rage. The user is very aware of the feelings that slowly creep up on them. They feel as though they are being antagonized from within.

VARIATION 3. GETTIN’ ON YOUR NERVES - ADRENAL ACTIVATION

The user through blood power manipulation can activate their adrenal glands for as long as they want, increasing their strength, speed, agility, reflexes, and ability to withstand pain. Other applications may include, 100% Muscle Usage, Accelerated ( but distorted ) Perception, and Pain Suppression.

─── 𝐈𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘.

1. MISCHIEF'S COIN: A silver coin with an animated face that gives Skeeter guidance and advice, often in the form of humorous quips. It can also be flipped to determine the outcome of uncertain situations, giving him an edge of luck. 2. INFERNO WELDERS GLOVES: Stolen from work, these gloves grant Skeeter the ability to control fire, enabling him to weld with unrivaled precision and manipulate flames as a form of offense or defense. They also grant resistance to fire damage. 3. LUCKY LIMP SHOES: These sneakers grant Skeeter enhanced agility and speed, compensating for his noticeable limp. They also give him the ability to make remarkably precise jumps and parkour moves, even on rooftops. 4. ECHO ECHO BOOMBOX: A portable music player that Skeeter can carry with him. When activated, it projects a magical aura of sound that disrupts enemy spells and abilities, providing a temporary zone of silence and confusion. 5. MIRTHFUL MEMENTO: This enchanted wristband stores Skeeter's mother’s laughter. When activated, it releases a burst of contagious laughter that can distract, confuse, and even charm him, rendering Skeeter into a euphoric state allowing him to slip into a peaceful sleep.  6. ELIXIR OF EVASIVE RHYTHM: When consumed, this elixir enhances Skeeter's agility and reflexes for a short duration. It grants him advantage on Dexterity saving throws and allows him to dodge attacks more effectively. 7. PYROBLAST FLASK: This flask contains a fiery concoction that, when thrown, explodes into a burst of flames. Skeeter can use it both offensively to deal fire damage to enemies and defensively to create barriers of flames. 8. AN OUNCE OF DWARVEN MOSS: When inhaled, Skeeter can evade his troubles. 

─── 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.

1. HYPERTENSIVE SURGE: Using his mastery of blood pressure manipulation, Skeeter can momentarily increase his own blood pressure, boosting his physical abilities such as strength, speed, and reflexes. This spell can turn the tide in combat or intense situations. 2. SONIC SLAM DUNK: Drawing on his basketball skills, Skeeter can cast this spell to create a zone of intensified gravity. When combined with a powerful jump, he can perform a spectacular slam dunk from impossible heights, stunning and damaging enemies in the impact area. 3. BOUNCEBACK BOOST: This spell enhances Skeeter's jumping ability, allowing him to leap extraordinary distances. It's perfect for reaching high places or evading enemies by vaulting over obstacles. 4. PRECISION PASS: Skeeter can magically guide a thrown object, such as a projectile or even a teammate's weapon, to hit its target with uncanny accuracy. This spell enables him to make precise passes or even disarm foes from a distance. 5. CROSSOVER DASH: This spell grants Skeeter enhanced speed and agility for a short burst. He can zigzag through enemies with lightning-fast movements, evading attacks and creating openings for his allies. 6. HALF-COURT HEAVE: Skeeter can throw objects with supernatural force, propelling them great distances. This spell enables him to hit targets from afar, surprise opponents, or even make impossible trick shots. 7. DUNK DISRUPTION: Skeeter can channel his basketball prowess to disrupt magical barriers or shields. By performing a powerful slam dunk, he can shatter defenses, creating vulnerabilities for his allies to exploit. 8. FREE-THROW FOCUS: This spell enhances Skeeter's concentration and precision for a short time. It helps him make critical decisions in high-pressure situations, granting him advantage on Intelligence or Wisdom-based checks.

[jimmyneutron877]

More of our girl Sevvy ✨️

Song inspo: Rain In Ibiza - Felix Jaehn, The Stickmen Project and Calum Scott 🌌

Over the blaring music, crowds of hot people and the bright neon lights you could see her. You could feel her watching you, stalking you from across the bar where she sat with her gang, swigging alcohol, gambling and laughing. The two of you have locked eyes with each other many times ever since you walked in with your your friends.

You smiled slightly, feeling her gaze again and took a sip from your glass of water, all of your friends had since abandoned you however you remained sober for them incase they came back to you.

"Hey" a thick, smooth voice disrupted you from your thoughts and you looked up seeing her "May I sit?" She asked gesturing to the empty chair across from you.

"Oh hi, yeah sure go ahead" you leaned back in your chair watching her pull the chair out and sit down. You took her in while she was distracted. Wow she was huge, tall dark and handsome with a side of muscles and her shimmer fueled bionic left arm.

Then she lifted her head and looked at you.

"What's your name?" She quirked her brow at you.

"Y/N, yours?"

"Sevika"

You nodded and looked around at the people, kind of growing nervous under her presence.

"Are you waiting for someone? You look nervous?" She leaned forward with a genuine expression.

"Oh, well actually I came here with friends but they kind of disappeared on me, so I just keep looking around in hopes to see them I guess, know they're alright" You explained.

"Oh yeah, I've seen them, they're all good, I think they left a while ago though" She chuckled.

"Oh" was all you could let out. They left you in a bar, thanks guys. "Well this is awkward, I should go too then" You went to get up but her hand grabbed your wrist, "Don't go alone, I'll come with you" She got up with you.

"Oh no need I haven't had any alcohol so I'm completely sober" You assured her, slightly hoping her hold on your wrist would let up.

"I don't care, this place is dangerous and I don't want to judge but I've never seen YOU down here before and I don't want you to get hurt" She stated matter of factly.

Damn she's good at judging characters. She was right though, you're just here because your friends invited you to stay with them from Piltover. They were from Zaun but you guys were all pretty tight.

You sighed "You're right, fine you can come with me" She smiled at this and let go of your wrist, walking you out of the bar.

It was a comfortable silence walking to your friends apartment. Once you arrived at the entrance to the building you turned to her.

"Well thank you for walking me home Sevika" You smiled up at her.

"No problem, will I see you again?" She leaned on the wall raising a brow down at you.

You thought for a moment before shrugging, "I hope so, I'll try to get down here more often if you want" You shot her suggestive smirk.

She chuckled and nodded, "I would love that Y/N, please do, I'd love to get to know you better, if I'm being honest" She looked up at the clouds before returning to you.

"Alright then, I'd like to know you better too Sev" You answered truthfully.

"Good, glad we're on the same page" She turned to leave but you gently held her hand and turned her back around.

"What is it-"

She was cut off by you reaching up and pulling her down into a long kiss. The kiss lasted a few minutes before you two pulled away. You both laughed, exchanged numbers and bid a proper goodbye.

Maybe my friends ditching me wasn't such a bad thing after all.

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>this is my own work, do not copy/steal/translate<

[spaghettificationandpretzels]

Oh Faith Healer Come Put Your Hands All Over Me

Thank @darqchilddaydreamz for the inspo for this post.

Sons of Anarchy Masterlist

Can be read as part two of the Give Me Shelter Series or as a stand-alone.

Contains: Angst, hurt/huge comfort, smut (gentle Dom Happy, fingering, body worship, P in V, praise kink). Reader works at an animal shelter, no sadness around animals in mentioned.

2.4K words

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There was a side to Happy few saw and even fewer knew well enough to understand.

Happy stared at his pay for the coke run this month, after this, he'd have at least two million dollars sitting in his safe at home. He knew how you felt about it, "blood money." He can recall when he came home after the first lot when they just got out of Stockton.

"Look what I got little girl."

Your face fell as you saw the wad of money, "is that from the coke?"

He nodded, "you know I love you right?" Happy was worried, "of course, and I love you."

You smiled sadly, "then please don't spend a cent of that on me. I love you and accept you with all my heart but that doesn't mean I need to agree with everything do you. I can't live with myself knowing you spent money from drugs on me."

Happy felt his heart ache, "sure, I get it. Hey, you're cheap to keep anyway, like that elderly hamster you brought home."

You giggled, "don't start with me Mr Lowman, you love Mr Jelly Butt just as much as I do."

Happy laughed, "yeah, I do. I'm going to go out and buy him some organic lettuce with my cocaine cash."

Your laugh, one of his favourite sounds, came pouring out of your mouth, "you spoil him."

Happy was sitting on the picnic table when he got your call, "can you come and get me please?"

Happy knew that tone, it had been a bad day at the animal shelter, "sure little girl, hold tight, I'll be there soon." Happy drove off as fast as he could, coming to see you out front of the shelter, cooing at the kittens in the window, your eyes were red and your face was puffy.

He handed you your helmet and held your hand as you climbed onto the back of his back, burying your face in his back for a moment to collect yourself. "You ok to ride?"

You nodded, "yeah, it's been a long day, I just want to go home." Happy drove back to the house, he could tell that the closer he got, the more trouble you were having keeping yourself together. You lasted till you got into the door before you fell apart, Happy pulled you into his arms and hugged you tightly.

"The grant got denied, I tried so so hard but they said no. I don't know what we're going to do, how can anyone say no to tiny creatures." Happy felt so much rage, God knows how much money he and his brothers had given the shelter, all it took was one look at a tiny face and they were opening their wallets. Kozik was banned from walking in because he already had a house full of animals and Juice was the champion of the foster fail.

"We can have a fundraiser at the next party, the last one got you through the month, didn't it."

You nodded, whipping your face, "you don't need to do that."

Happy grunted, "that's not what I asked, I asked if it would get you through the month."

You smiled softly, "it did."

"Then it's done. Now go and wash up, I'll put on dinner."

You were sitting on the couch with Happy after dinner, his hand holding yours while his thumb ran over the back of your palm, "I like your hands, they're nice."

Happy paused, most people were terrified of what he did with them. "You do, do you? What do you like about them?"

You giggled shyly, "they feel nice, men with soft hands are the ones who reject my grant." It was no secret you didn't like rich people, he liked the way you appreciated his work worn hands.

"We need mechanics, Hap. How else would I be safe enough to bring all the tiny creatures home."

"You're very sweet." You shifted and put your head in his lap, Happy's hands coming to rub out the knots in your back, after a while, your breathing became heavy and you were pushing into his hands.

"You wanna head to the bedroom."

There was a pause, "yes please." Happy stood up and took you with him, his hand wrapping around yours as he walked you into the room. The dog was fast asleep on the bed, Happy scratching his big white head to wake him up before shooing him out of the room.

"Go on buddy, you can come back later." The dog scurried off with a butt wiggle, happy to be able to have the whole couch to himself. Happy took your hands and sat down on the end of the bed, pulling you with him.

"You wanna do something, or do you just want to cuddle."

You smiled softly, "can I decide in a little bit?" Happy nodded and laid down, pulling you into his arms as his lips pressed to your forehead.

"You wanna talk about what happened today?"

You took a few seconds, "I wasn't crying because I was sad, I was crying because I was angry. This asshole showed up in a fucking Bugatti, wearing an Armani suit and this foul perfume. I saw his house key, it was one of those fancy key fobs that open huge front doors on those colossal mansions. He said they didn't have to funds and that we should look elsewhere."

Happy grunted, he could feel the thoughts of murder filling his brain. "He sounds like a dick, how's Tig's lastest foster going?"

You giggled, "the same way the last one went, he's going to have another dog in a few weeks." Happy chuckled, he was convinced you were placing them with animals you knew they wouldn't be able to give up.

He shifted to look at your face, "I'm sorry shit keeps going wrong for you, I know how much you care about those animals."

You sniffed, "I just don't know how people can be so heartless. He had the money."

Happy ran his thumb over your cheek, "my sweet girl, you want me to take your mind off it?" The way he was looking over you made it clear what was on his mind but there was no way he would do anything without you being sure.

"I'd like that." He stood up, taking your hands in his and began to undress you, his hands moving over your skin with gentle brushes. He gave you a soft smile, the love in his heart reaching his eyes in an endearing wrinkle. He lifted your hands to his mouth and kissed each fingertip, stopping at your index finger to run his thumb over the little red pinprick, "one of our new kittens has developed a taste for human meat."

Happy laughed, warm and filled with affection, "a taste for human meat, or just a naughty kitten?"

You giggled, "well, you know cats. If you don't boost their ego, their fluffy little faces get sad."

Happy's hand moved to your face, his fingertips grazing your cheek, "you are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen." When you went to respond, he raised his other hand, "just let me look after you."

He moved to the bed and fluffed the pillow before waving his arm and directing you to lay down. As you got comfortable, he pressed the back of his hand to the sole of your foot, "you want some socks?"

You shook your head, "I don't think any part of me will be cold for long.

He moved up the bed, settling next to you, propped up on his elbows, his eyes raking over your skin. His vision reached your face and his eyebrows wrinkled, "you're still thinking."

You huffed, "are you going to do something about that?"

He smiled, a little sweet, a little mean, "be good and let me look after you.

"If you keep this up, I'm going to have to break out the big guns and I don't think you want to wait for me to tie all the knots I want to." You took a deep breath and relaxed against the pillows, Happy smiling at the effectiveness of his threat.

He lifted his hand toward you and ran his fingertips from your cheek down your neck. You could feel the callouses on his fingers as he ran them down our chest, Happy chuckling the gasp you let out as his index finger circled your nipple with the gentleness of a man touching an object of worship on an altar.

"Is this what you meant when you said you liked my hands little girl?"

You smiled, "yes, kinda, there's more to it than that."

Happy chuckled, "you can tell me the rest later." You gave a soft nod as his hands moved downwards, he lifted one leg over his hip then ran the other up your thigh while pressing kisses to your neck.

"My good girl, always so wet from me." You exhaled as his fingers made their way through your slit, his thumb coming to rub your clit as he slid two long fingers inside you. You gasped as he pressed his fingertips to your G-spot, his lips moving to yours as he slowly moved his fingers in and out.

You moaned and he kissed you harder, Happy nibbled your lip, not enough to even think about it hurting. "You enjoying yourself pretty girl?"

You moaned, "yes, more please."

Happy grinned, "I can do that." His thumb sped up on your clit, your core felt warm as his lips wrapped around your nipple, his tongue coming out to lick the tip.

You whimpered as you came around his fingers, Happy moved back up and pressed his face to yours, speaking softly into your ear, "good girl. Do you want to keep going or do you want to get some rest."

You could tell Happy was as hard as a rock by the look on his face but he was still thinking of you. "I want more, please."

Happy smiled, "my polite girl, you're so well behaved."

Happy rolled over on top of you with a gentle smirk then lifted your legs and wrapped them around his waist before taking his cock in hand and rubbing it up and down your slit. With a nod from you, he was slipping inside you slowly with a deep groan. He pressed his cheek to yours and started moving his hips in a deliberately grind, dragging his pelvis over your clit with focused ease.

He kissed your face from cheek to cheek then whispered praise his your ear as his hips sped up. The ridges of his cock rubbed your walls in just the right way, the edge fast approaching like an oncoming train, "Happy, please."

Happy pressed a soft kiss to your lips, "I know little girl, I know. I've got you." His hand drifted down to your clit where he pressed in small soft circles, building you up slowly till you were shaking and begging.

"Please Happy, please, I need more."

He chuckled, "my good girl, all you had to do was ask." He sped up, putting his weight on his elbows to get more leverage, before long, you were clenching around him while he grunting into your neck. "Good girl, can you give me another one?" You nodded frantically and Happy doubled down. You dug your nails into his back as you came a second time, Happy painting your walls with warmth as he fell against your chest.

He lifted his head and pressed a kiss to your forehead, "you feeling better now?"

You nodded, "much, thank you." He smiled, "no need to thank me little girl. I'm gonna get something to clean you up, you relax." You nestled into the pillows while Happy fussed in the bathroom, coming back soon after with a damp, wet cloth to wipe you over. When that was done, he climbed into bed next to your and took your hand in his.

You ran your thumb over his fingers, Happy smiling, "you really do like my hands, don't you?"

You nodded, "I do, they make me feel safe." His eyes went wide, a rare thing for him.

"How's that?"

You shook your head softly, "I know what you do for a living Hap, and yet I know you'd never hurt anything or anyone that can't fight back. I know no matter how bad the run is, you'll always come home and be soft with me."

Happy smiled sadly, "I don't know what I ever did to deserve you."

You huffed, "you got under a filthy house and helped me save some kittens."

He pressed another kiss to your forehead, "I love you so much."

You lifted your head and kissed his lips, "I love you too."

You walked into work the next day, ready to try and find a cheap solution to the falling ceiling only to be greeted by everyone crowded around a small cardboard box. You shook your head, the shelter couldn't really afford another animal but you'd find a place for whatever it was. Except, when you got closer you saw it wasn't an animal, it was a box of money.

"How much is there?"

You were so shocked that it didn't feel real, "three mill plus, there was a note but no name."

"I think you could make better use of this."

You rubbed your face, "has someone counted this yet?"

They shook their heads, "alright, four of you do that while Cindy and I lodge the paperwork for an anonymous cash donation. We can fix our ceiling, build that new OR and fix the dog kennels."

Once the paperwork was done, you returned to one of the staff in tears, "there's four million dollars here, do you have any idea who did this?"

You shook your head, "no idea. We better call the builders."

The moment you had a free second, you called Happy, "you have no idea what happended this morning, someone dropped four million in cash off in a box at our door. We're in the middle of arranging how we're going to spend it."

Jax who was sitting next to Happy, gave his friend a smile, "that's good to hear little girl, if you need some hands we're happy to help."

He hung up before too long, wishing you good luck with all the new additions. Jax turned to him with a smirk, "are you ever going to tell her where it came from?"

Happy shook his head, "no, she doesn't like it when I hurt people on her behalf and she hates it when I bring up the coke money."

Jax huffed, "the dude had it coming, who keeps that much money in cash in such a big house. He was asking to have it taken, especially since he's an asshole."

Happy smiled, more to himself than Jax, "Juice better get ready, he'll be taking in a lot more tiny creatures now."

Fin

[readathousandlives]

Your page is so fucking cool. TEACH ME.

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Thank you so much! I spent so long trying to make a mobile theme that I liked (ಥ﹏ಥ)

I took heavy inspo from the game GTFO, more specifically, the terminals that you can use while trying to sneak by creepy creatures that will fuck you the hell up if you wake them...

I don't know if you were actually looking for a tutorial or not, but I'm giving one to you anyways lol...

There will be many sections to this post, with some links sprinkled in, and it's a bit long, so it'll be under the cut...

-#: TEXT

While simple, this is easily the place where you can make or break your theme. While tumblr does supply alternative fonts (i use chat for my theme), others are not as nice (lucille im looking at you bitch)...

I have two different places I go to for my fonts. I have a custom keyboard on my phone (it has a subscription option for more fonts that I refuse to pay for), and a website that I copy and paste from. The website has more options, and it's completely free, so I mostly use that...

𝖙𝖊𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖌 — 𝕥𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 — 𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 — 𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 — 𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜

Keep in mind that using an abundance of fancy text could make it hard for people to read whatever's written in that font. That, and i find using only the copy pasted text to be quite ugly. I've seen someone use the second testing font entirely for their pinned post, and it is not a good look...

The same can be said for making all of your text small, though I personally haven't had issue with small text unless I'm reading fanfiction in the dark...

Text colour is also a nice addition to pull together a theme. While there are some bright colours that you can use from what's provided, it's not much...

This text post goes through the steps of adding custom gradients or colours to text, if that's something you're interested in...

Also, please, for the love of god, put a fucking read more on any text post that's longer than one(!!!) mobile screen in length. The amount of fics that are good that I refuse to reblog because you have to spend 5 minutes just to scroll past it is infuriating and saddening, we don't need a text version of "do you love the colour of the sky?" Okay? Okay...

-#: DECALS?

It's the little things that tie everything together, so I suggest looking here or here or here for some ideas...

To make things easier for you, I would suggest copy pasting anything you like into a google doc, so that you have everything in one place for future use...

-#: DIVIDERS

There are many different ways you can spice up a text post, and dividers are one of them! animated or still work just as good, you just have to find what works with your aesthetic...

There are many places you can find dividers gifs or static, let me know if you would like me to compile a set for you from what I have saved...

-#: PICTURES

Pinterest is my go to for aesthetic pictures. There's a huge variety, and making a pintrest board for your theme will help to curate more options if you wanna change something up...

You can mix multiple pictures together, up to three side by side...

Or you can make it look like there's only one picture by putting white/black/ transparent photos on either side, depending on your theme...

Keep in mind that a post is limited to 10 pictures, so you might have to break out a photo editor if you planned on using a lot of media...

-#: OTHERS

A good place to start for making your theme is to look at the anime fanfic community here on tumblr. The way these people make pinned posts look like works of art...

Some of my favourites:...

#. @bykii #. @eijirhoe

#. @aitarose #. @21-06-1996

#. @tteokdoroki #. @kurosukii

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#. @lxvlxck #. @pythonees

In the end, all that matters is what you like. I tried to keep things vague enough, though I don't know how well I did as this is my first tutorial...

Hope this was helpful! Enjoy making your aesthetic pinned post, or a cute template for your fan-fiction!...

[kerie-prince]

clumsy

Hermione Granger x fem Slytherin!reader (fluff)

requested: (@chokemepansy) im terrible at requesting because i blank on ideas BUT anything for hermione please <3 take your time ily 💓

warnings: a single curse word, but mainly just soft hours

summary: Hermione has her very first date with you at Hogsmeade (song inspo from Fergie's Clumsy) (pardon my lame ass summary)

a/n: ty for requesting, luv 🥺 hope you like it! i made the reader slytherin just bc of you <3 and yes, i put in an outfit inspo but it's not like the cringy ones from wattpad

(gif not mine, cred to owner)

You came to love the smell of parchment and books. The sound of pages being turned, the feeling of a new book in your hands. You loved them because it made you think of Hermione.

Merlin, you were infatuated with everything about her. The excitement in her voice when she talked about her favorite books, the small paper cuts on her fingers from turning the pages – she didn't mind them as it was normal for her – and the look on her face when she received praise from professors.

She was all you thought about and you wanted to go to the top of the Astronomy Tower and yell out "I LOVE HERMIONE JEAN GRANGER" for the whole school to hear. And you were positive she felt the same. Hermione would refuse to let go of your hands when you walked together from class and on some occasions, you'd catch her staring at you during study sessions. Just like she was doing now.

"Miss Granger, for the last time, I am asking you what are the contents of polyjuice potion?" Snape was hovered over her desk. Hermione jumped in her seat and turned to face the brooding professor. Your Slytherin housemates who sat at the back of class laughed at her startled state as she named the contents. You looked back and glared at them all. When Snape left your table and continued his lecture, you leaned closer to Hermione and whispered as low as you could, “Are you okay? You seem kind of distracted,” you noticed.

“Y-yes, I'm fine,” Hermione stuttered. Snape excused the class and Hermione waited for you to be done packing your things just so she could hold your hand to the Great Hall. “Are we still going to Hogsmeade on Saturday?” you asked.

“Harry’s got detention with McGonagall for ‘ accidentally’ turning Crabbe into a water goblet in class,” Hermione used her free hand to make air quotations, “and Ron’s busy with Lavender that day.” She had a sad look on her face, thinking that they wouldn't be able to go to Hogsmeade after all. You picked up on it and had an idea. “So, just the two of us then?”

Hermione’s chest became warm, “Okay. It's a date.” Your eyes slightly bulged out and to Hermione, you had an indistinguishable smile, “I mean, not like a date date, but a girls date.” You weren't sure if she meant it like that, but you laughed at her stumbling her words. The always composed girl becoming a cute, blubbering mess for you. Not that you knew for sure it was because for you but you’d given it a lot of thought.

She never held Harry’s hand like she did yours unless he was upset about something and she was comforting him. And she certainly never held Ron’s hand. Nor does she ever hug him knowing Lavender would go ballistic. Not that she’d ever want to. He was her best friend, yeah but she had never gotten used to it. They both had an unspoken thing to not hug.

“Sounds fun,” you chirped, “can’t wait for it.” You gave her a lingering hug before going to your table. You sat in between your best friends Pansy and Daphne. Pansy had a smirk on her lips once you were in her line of sight, “Did you finally tell Granger?” You knew what she was talking about and nudged her arm with your elbow, “Shut it.” The two girls chuckled and gave each other knowing looks. “I might tell her on Saturday,” you disclosed.

They had matching shocked faces; for nearly a year, they’ve watched you pace around their shared dorm debate with yourself whether or not to tell her about how you feel. You’d have a sparkle in your eyes every time you talked about her and nearly spent every day with her. They weren't upset about it. In fact, they couldn't wait to see you two together. But you were unexpectedly insecure by thinking of the worst case scenario in which she’d reject you.

“That’s great, Y/N/N. I’m so happy for you. I know everything will turn out well,” Daphne supported. Pansy nodded and pointed to Daphne as to say ‘Me too’. You grabbed the hands of both girls and held them tightly, “Thanks, girls. I love you guys.” You wrapped an arm around both of them and brought them in for a hug. Daphne returned it while Pansy made a fake coughing sound. “I can’t b-breathe,” she exaggerates. You held on for a couple seconds more before letting go and started eating. “Okay, so how is this happening?” Pansy asked.

“We’re going to Hogsmeade together on Saturday,” you inquired. “So the whole lot is going as well?” Pansy was talking about Harry and Ron of course.

“No, just the two of us alone,” you replied, taking a bite of the chicken on your plate.

“You mean, this is a date?” Daphne exclaimed. “We’re going to help pick an outfit, no questions asked.” She had a stern look that dared you to talk back. As sweet as Daphne is, once her mind is set to something, she doesn't budge. You accepted it and was met with her usual warm smile. Inside, you were ecstatic and couldn't wait for Saturday. Your crush has gone on for too long, and you were tired of waiting.

:｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆

Your dorm mates got you up at the crack of dawn. And by crack of dawn, it was actually 10 am at most. They made you change into every outfit they picked out which totaled in 8. You appreciated everything they were doing, but some of the outfits were too much for a day in Hogsmeade. Daphne picked out tennis skirts with cropped argyle sweaters. Pansy picked short dresses that stopped at your mid-thigh and black wool turtlenecks to go over them. They had completely different aesthetics which is what probably made them perfect friends.

You settled on something casual; a thick striped long sleeve polo with light blue jeans and white trainers. It was going to be a nice spring day and you didn't want to wear something that would be too short and you get cold later. Daphne did your hair in two French plaits and Pansy did your makeup modestly. Once you were done, it was noon and you rushed to meet Hermione for your ‘girl date’.

She took the air straight from your lungs. She looked more breathtaking than the night of the Yule Ball. You distinctly remember being incredibly jealous of Viktor Krum and beat yourself up for not asking her before he did. But now, if he was here, you were sure that the famous Quidditch athlete would be jealous of you.

Hermione’s usually wild hair was tamed into smooth wavy curls that framed her delicate face. She wore a floral print button up that was definitely new as you’ve never seen it before. Or did she save it just for you? Her navy jeans hugged her ankles and she donned light pink flats. And probably for the first time since the Yule Ball, she had mascara and lipgloss on. Casual, but perfect.

Your face was flushed, and you weren't sure if she was also blushing or if maybe she was just wearing blush. “Shall we?” You reached out to grab her hands – her soft hands – and waited for her response. She didn't say anything when she laced her fingers with yours and started walking on the path to Hogsmeade. Hermione was about to say that you looked pretty when she tripped over a small rock on the pathway. “Are you okay?” you expressed concern. She was still holding onto your hand as she steadied herself up, “Yeah, I’m fine.”

:｡･:*:･ﾟ’★,｡･:*:･ﾟ’☆

You snorted and had to hold the butterbeer in your mouth, “Ron did what?” Hermione laughed as she told you how Lavender exploded on Ron for forgetting their anniversary and when he tried to make it up by giving her chocolates that he got from his older brothers, Lavender instantly grew a huge chin that drooped over her neck. Ron had gotten so mad at them and in unison, they told him ‘Why’d you think we’d ever give you real ones?’

“So that’s why no one has seen her for a couple days!” you noted. She was nodding as she laughed. You could only imagine what it was like to see it in person. Poor Lav. You went back and forth talking about whatever went on since the last time you were together.

Hermione went on talking about a new book she read about over the winter holiday. The way she expressed her emotions and passion for it made you fall for the Gryffindor girl more. When you hadn't said anything, she stopped and lowered her head, “I’m boring you, aren't I?”

You sat straight in your chair and fumbled your words before reaching out to grab her hand from across the table, “No, no, no, of course not. I could never be bored of you, I love you.” Your eyes widened. You didn't exactly expect to let it slip out like that, but you studied her reaction to see if you could leave it at that or otherwise. She sat still with a poker face. “Y-you’re my best friend, Mione–”

“I love you, too,” she confessed. “Huh?” Please, please, please tell me I heard her right. You didn't get to fully process what she said because after a few seconds, she gathered all her courage and reached over the table to give you a quick peck on your lips. It would've been a sweet moment hadn't she accidentally knocked her glass over in the process. Everyone in the Three Broomsticks had their eyes on you, Hermione’s face beet red and lowered out of embarrassment. You tried cleaning the mess and out of nowhere, Hermione ran out. Fuck this you thought as you ran after her.

“Mione, wait!” She hadn't gone far and luckily for you, she listened. Her cheeks were rosy and her eyes averted from yours. “Where are you going? Aren’t we on a date?” Confidence had finally kicked in when you asked her. Hermione’s breath hitched. She couldn't see anything in your face that showed you were joking. Because you weren't. “Yes,” she grabbed your hands and started walking towards the other shops in the small village. Until once again, she nearly fell back when she nearly slipped over another rock on the ground. You supported her back up and giggled, “You’re so clumsy.”

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requests open!

[bugaboooooooooo]

sorry it took me ages to get around to this (shakes fist at life in general) but here i am with some trademarks of your art!! obviously i think of your extremely feral scrunkly lady noire as a trademark but you already know how much i love her heeheehee!!

i think what makes her feel so scrunkly though is the way you use lines - your lineart is both clean and sketchy at the same time, like every line feels deliberate and as though it's been put down very carefully to create a specific effect, but it's also full of energy and a life of its own! like the lines have just jumped from pen to page and it's so impressive that you can make your lineart feel carefully crafted, effortless, and wayward all at the same time!!

however having just rambled about lines you also do amazing lineless work!!! i really love your style when you use blocks of colours but because you choose the tones so carefully and place them so precisely it doesn't feel blocky! it feels smooth and natural and effortlessly minimalist despite requiring a lot of talent!! hmm...maybe your trademark is how effortless your art feels despite using complex techniques and obviously requiring a lot of careful thought? because that's definitely something i notice regardless of style!!

another big characteristic of your art for me is Fashion - not only are you able to put incredible looks together, but your art style really reminds me of the sketches fashion designers make!! (i think i mentioned this before and you said you wanted to be a fashion designer as a kid so it makes sense!!)

also in terms of specific features - a mask that looks like two parts that *just* meet in the middle is definitely one of your trademarks!! also girls with 50s pin up vibes!! oh and That Outfit with the stripey shirt and trousers/skirt with a patch (with big stitches...kind of like your lady noire!! was it inspiration??)

i feel like i could babble on about your art trademarks for a long time because you use lots of different styles and they're all unique to you and have their own individual trademarks!! your art is just very special imo!! *cradles it protectively in my hands*

omg hi cory!!!!! teehee im so happy that so many ppl assosiate lady noire with my art!! (also, do not apologize!!!! *joins you shaking your fist at life*)

AAAAAAA THANK!!!!! lineart is something ive definetely struggled with in the past, so im SO SO SO SO INCREDIBLE HAPPY that it comes over as sketchy but also clean!!! gah cory. you are gonna kill me with all these compliments!!!!! and i love how you describe it as having a life of its own- i usually like using my lineart as more of a ''guide'' as to where im gonna put the colours, then like. a template to fill in i guess??? NOT SURE HOW TO EXPLAIN IT LMAO BUT IM GLAD YOU LIKE IT

AND THANK YOU!!!!!! omg i feel like such an imposter rn lol, i always eyeball stuff HOWEVER it is definetely a Struggle to have stuff not look blocky if you for exampe have two similar in value/darkness colours next to each other so im rlly happy that my art feels smooth and nice!!!! thank you!!!! and !!! AAAA that means a lot!!! its definetely not something that id be able to put my finger on myself but you described it perfectly!! not sure about the careful thought part tho, my brain while drawing is half somewhere entirely else and half like. ah yes. Vibes. No no not like That. YES. hmm. lines. no., Hmmmmmm.. !! you give me too much credit lol <3 but im glad that ive succesfully created the illusion that i in fact do Think about what im drawing

EEEEEeEEEE ty!!! FASHION!!!! fashion has definetely had a huge influence on how and what i draw so it makes sense that thats reflected in my art!! and haha ty, im glad you like all the fits i put together!! :D

and teehee YES i LOVE drawing masks that way!!! and That Outfit!! now that you mention it, YEAH it IS kinda like lady noire!! it wasnt inspo tho! (at least not consciously)! also, its rlly interesting that you said that you get 50's pinup girl vibes from my art!! i dont rlly see it, but it does kinda make sense bc i always loved the vibrant colours and vibes from them!!

WAH THANK YOU!!!!!! cory im cradling YOU gently in my hands

Whats my art trademark?? (ask game!)