#and want any number of expressions and hairstyles

[doolallymagpie]

Trying to prime 1:12 Thalia

Hopefully the stickiness is just that the paint is still a bit wet

[saerotonins]

ponytail

ft. nanami kento x fem!reader

content warnings: fluff, based on THAT nanami episode, reader's hair length is not specified but it can be tied into a ponytail, suggestive, welcome to the first installation of actor!nanami  and actor!jjk au 🫶🏻 more to come!

wc: 1387

note: he is so HAWT pls i cannot contain myself

"tell me the numbers of your allies and their places," you heard your husband say through the  tv screen.

as terrifying as he sounds, you can't deny that your husband really looks good in this shot. especially the way his voice sounds so stern and so commanding—

and then you see him pull haruta's ponytail while asking the same question. dear god was he so attractive when he says his lines. you remember him trying to practice them with less ferocity and feelings as to memorize them.

your husband is not the type to ask you for help in these kinds of scenes since he doesn't have the heart to speak to you in such harsh voices. sometimes however, he asks you to listen to him say lines that doesn't require any emotions like anger. you also hear him having an online meeting with his co-actors (particularly gojo) and practice their lines together while giving each other comments on what to improve on.

but seeing this scene come to light and be alive, you can't help but feel something burning inside of you—

but then it hits

"that should have been me!" you whine into the air and hitting the throw pillow with annoyance at the same time with giddy because god does your husband looked so fucking good doing it.

you finish the episode with a huge smile on your face and a brilliant plan in your mind.

nanami comes home exhausted, finishing another shoot and meetings for new promotion and magazine releases. all he wants right now is to lie down in your arms and get a good night's sleep.

however, he is welcomed with silence instead of you cooking or watching some reality show you were currently into. he was confused but it didn't ring any alarm bells in his mind. 

"darling, i'm home," he calls out trying to get some kind of response. he doesn't hear you answer back but the pitter-patter that he hears towards him is enough to know that you're in there.

"kento! you're home," you greeted him with a wild smile on your face while standing a few feet away. your hands are on your back as you swing your body left to right.

nanami finds your behavior quite strange today but decided to brush it off and smiles anyway. he then takes a few steps to give you a chaste and careful kiss on your forehead. you close your eyes at the sensation and savor the affection that your husband gives you.

"i'm gonna go change for a bit then we can have dinner, yeah?" nanami says but before he even gets to walk to your shared bedroom, you stop him.

"wait!" you say which puts his steps into a halt, he turns his back to face you with a confused expression painted on his face.

"hmm?" he asks, waiting for your response. instead, all he sees is you swaying your head left to right which makes him even more confused.

"what is it, hon?" he says, trying to gently lure out some answers as he also realize that you have been acting weird ever since he got home.

"do you... notice anything new?” ignoring his question, you turn your back at him showing him the back of your head.

nanami is an observant man, of course he notices you put your hair into a ponytail the moment he saw you, but it's not something alarming or drastically different to the point that he needs to say it out loud. however, basing on your actions, he decides that maybe he does need to say it out loud.

"you tied your hair into a ponytail?" nanami says, his voice having a tinge of confusion, because he really doesn't know what is this all about.

you quickly face him again enthusiastically with an excited nod and 'mhm!' your smile stretching out on your face. "do you like it?"

"yes, you look good at any hairstyle but what is this all about? am i missing anything?" now his mind is starting to worry as to what he had missed, but seeing the smile on your face tells him that nothing is wrong.

you pouted and blinked, and then tilted your head, and pointed on you ponytail, further emphasizing it to nanami.

"yes, darling, i see you're wearing your hair in a ponytail but what is this really about?" at this point you're surprised why he's not mad and that's what you love about him, always so patient and puts up with your antics— even the stupid ones.

you give him one last hint and started on tugging your ponytail with a straight face. you see your husband racking his brain for answers, his eyes blinking as he stares at you.

finally, it clicked.

"oh, did that episode air today?" he says, now with a sly smile on his face. 

your husband is never the type to tease (unless it's in the bedroom), but you see a glint of mischief in his eyes and that's enough for you to know that he plans on provoking you as long as the energy left in his body can. with the voice he used to ask you, all confidence is left in your body and suddenly the walls of your home looks more interesting than him.

you hear footsteps towards you and once it halts, you feel his hands on your chin, lifting it up to meet his eyes. "i asked you a question, angel,"

"yeah," you croaked out, your throat suddenly feels dry because of the distance. 

three years of marriage and seven years with each other, he never fails to make your heart beat faster whenever he does little things like this.

you suddenly feel your stomach churn, from nervousness, anticipation, or excitement, maybe all of them, you don't know, but you opt to close your eyes instead. but what you didn't expect is you feel nanami's hands glide from your chin, to your nape, to the back of your head—

and then you feel a sudden pause that made you open your eyes. 

there's a smirk plastered on his face, practically mocking you. you frown and you see it grow bigger.

"what are frowning about?" he asks, a hint of playfulness in his voice didn't go unnoticed.

"you know what i want, kento," 

"oh dear, we're using government now?"

you sigh out of faux irritation, "ugh, fine, if you don't want to�� ah!"

a yelp goes out of your lips as you feel nanami tug on your ponytails harshly, but careful enough not to hurt you. "is this what you wanted, darling?" he says, as you feel his the heat of his breath in your ears. 

"yes," you managed to breath out. it was a shock but you loved it nonetheless as you swallow a thick lump of your saliva.

you closed your eyes again when you feel nanami kissing your jawline, going closer towards your lips as he grips your ponytail tighter which gives your head a nice, dull ache. you hold onto his forearm for support as you feel your legs turn into jelly, and the moment his lips reaches the corner of your lips, he stops.

"what the— why'd you stop?" you whine as you grip his arms tighter, not wanting to let go.

"i just remembered i have a quick online meeting with the magazine team and crew for our next campaign photoshoot," he says, quickly letting go your hair and walking towards his study.

"babe, you can't just rile me up like that and leave me all alone!" you say as you quickly follow him.

"you're a big girl, y/n, you can wait for a few minutes," 

"but i'll be suffering!" you say as you stomp your feet on the carpeted floor along the hallway.

"face the consequences of your actions, i've got a boner while on a meeting, i'm lucky we're doing this online," he then opens the door to his study but before he goes to his desk, he looks at you through the ajar of the door. "wait for me, this'll be quick, then we can solve our issues," he says before finally closing the door.

that statement brought a huge smile on your face.

that haruta bitch character ain't luckier than you, after all.

[missmoonfrost]

Extra number - a wolfstar AU

I tried to write a microfic for today's @wolfstarmicrofic prompt performer AU - it ended up over 1300 words = not a microfic at all. Enjoy!

Sirius was getting ready to head for makeup when the director came in.

"Paul's ill. Thankfully we've got a backup for his part. There's no time for you to repeat the whole thing together, I'm afraid. I hope it won't be too much of a problem."

Well, Sirius wasn't happy about it. But he was a professional, he'd make it work.

"He'll be here any minute so you can at least go over the duet and -"

The door opened again.

"Ah! Here he is. I believe you've worked with Mr Lupin before?"

Oh. Him. Mr prim and proper, all facade. Mr "I'll shagg you in the bathroom, then not even walk too close if there's the slightest chance of a camera". He had thought he had left those heart-wrecking months hoping there would ever be something more behind him in New York.

"Yeah, we've met", he admitted wryly.

Remus gave him a crooked smile. Sirius reluctantly shook his outstretched hand. His big, warm, and pleasantly steady hand. Met his inviting amber eyes and broadening smile. Nope. He was never falling for that again.

They really had a very short time to repeat. And Remus called them done early, wanting plenty of time in makeup.

"Are you really that worried about your looks?" Sirius mocked even though he'd seen the scars before. He knew Remus always wore long sleeves and high collars when they weren't covered up neatly. Of course, it took ages.

"If you don't care about your appearance, why the piercings? Why the hairstyling?" he replied calmly.

"Different thing. Different reason."

"What do you know about my reasons?"

"I’m well aware of how desperate you are to not let anyone see the slightest crack in your perfect facade."

Sirius left before he could reply. They could not get into an argument now. He had to stay focused.

When Sirius went on stage the thoughts of Remus were stored away where they didn't hinder him from opening the show as big and bold as always.

The second part was mostly Remus'. He did it well with only a few mistakes that the audience hardly noticed, despite his minimal time to prepare. He was nothing if not a good performer. On and off stage, that was.

For the third part, they worked together. Remus was taller than Paul, and Sirius had to take slightly longer steps to keep up, but it was alarmingly easy to fall into the same rhythm. Sirius remained focused, remained in character. It worked until the duet. Remus' eyes had him losing his stage persona and craving him for himself.

He might regret it later, but he was a professional and the audience deserved that he did his best. To deliver feeling you needed to feel. So, he looked into Remus' playful eyes again and let himself yearn. The passion in his voice came effortlessly.

They locked hands and bowed to the applause, as expected. They walked out, still hand in hand, and Remus' thumb brushed his knuckles. They hugged behind the curtain, as colleagues might. The sudden closeness so soon after the adrenalin still broke Sirius' resolve. His breath stuck in his throat as he breathed in the familiar scent. He needed him closer. His hands moved up his back under his shirt. His lips hungrily pressed against his. Until they disappeared, Remus quickly pulled back, leaving Sirius struggling to reorient himself. Right, they were still backstage.

"That was amazing!" The director handed them each a glass of champagne.

"Maybe we should team up again?" Remus said looking directly at him with a wanting expression that sent shivers down Sirius' spine. His body betrayed him again. He knew he had fallen too easily.

"Are you sure that would fit your image?" he asked icily.

The look of hurt in Remus' eyes shouldn't make his heart ache. It should be just what that bastard deserved.

"As if you don't have an image?!" Remus put the glass back in the confused director’s hands and took a step forward. "Wild and crazy. On the front page with a new conquest every week", he mocked.

"If people wanna interpret a kiss on the cheek as me having slept with someone that’s on them." The director hastily excused himself and Sirius dared to add "At least I'm open with my sexuality."

Remus pursed his lips furiously.

"What? Are you jealous?"

"Is that so hard to imagine? I thought we had something special."

"So did I, until you didn't want to be seen with me in daylight!"

Remus looked at the floor. When no replay came, Sirius quickly gathered his things and stormed out. He spent a very lonely night at the hotel room, and the next day ignoring phone calls and texts from both Remus ("I just want to talk" - bullshit) and the director (he would be working with Mr Lupin this evening as well, a thousand apologies).

That evening he met a very quiet and subdued Remus in makeup. When the girl asked to start on his arms, he refused.

Sirius looked up "What are you doing?"

"Apparently being open is very important to you."

The pain in his voice made Sirius' heart ache again. "I don't want to bully you into doing anything. Just don't think you can use me as... just don’t use me."

Remus smiled meekly and tried to sound reassuring "I know. This is for the best."

Despite everything, Sirius melted. It was true that he didn't know Remus' reasons for keeping his scars hidden, but he recognised fear when he saw it. He pressed Remus' hand. "Look, don't do anything rushed. Don't do anything you don't want to do."

"I've had plenty of time to think. After New York... I really missed you. And I've realised that for things to work out, I need to do this."

Five minutes before the start, he borrowed a microphone.

"Good evening, everyone. The show is about to start. But first: story time!"

"Those of you sitting close can see that I have scars on my arms and neck. They are 15 years old. You've never seen them, because I've always covered them up. But not anymore. Today I want to tell you what happened."

"Once upon a time, when I was a young aspiring singer, I met a bloke in a bar. We caught a liking for each other and headed home together. Holding hands. Kissing. We ran into a gang that..." he closed his eyes and covered his face with his hands for a second, "didn’t share our view of love. I woke up in the hospital."

Sirius held his breath.

"My friend didn't wake up at all."

The audience was dead silent.

"Respecting everyone is the most important message I could give you. But what I really wanted to talk about today is meeting your fears. You see, the problem with being gay and not letting anyone know is you get very limited. There's a lot of things you can’t do. Like asking your crush out, for one thing."

He stage whispered to the audience: "Guess who my new crush is?"

The crowd murmured excitedly.

"The very handsome, very talented Sirius Black."

The audience cheered and whistled.

Remus stage whispered again: "Do you think he'll say yes if I ask for a kiss?"

The audience cheered again. He was an excellent performer. But Sirius caught the tremble in his voice.

The director pushed Sirius on stage. He slowly walked up to Remus, meeting wide honest eyes.

"I had no idea" he whispered apologetically.

"How could you? I never told anyone." Remus' fingertips gingerly brushed his cheek. He reached forward, raised on his tiptoes, and smiled as their lips pressed together. Soft, lovingly, unrushed.

The audience went crazy.

That show Sirius made a few embarrassingly basic mistakes. But the audience probably forgave him, they got an extra number at the beginning after all.

More importantly, he and Remus left holding hands and didn't let go of each other until Sirius pushed him down on his hotel bed.

[lilap20]

Chapter Five: The Dragon's Descent into Winterfell

Chapter five updated:

@koobratzy, @beebeechaos

What marked the marriage of the heir to the throne was the blood shed But also the King's illness showed itself to everyone, spitting blood and falling A few moons later, Lord Cregan Stark sent a Raven The King and his Small Council agreed, Princess Nymeria and Lord Cregan were to be married.

When I get up this morning my stomach is knotted with excitement and the hurried noises in the Palace make me smile, it's the day!

I'm going to go north with my ladies, my sister and her husband for my wedding. Port Réal and Winterfell have been in contact for several moons discussing the preparations and the number of guests, not being close to Cregan during the preparations is my only regret, but I know he cannot go south whenever he wants , he has duties and the costs for such a trip would be overpriced.

All the Lords of the North will be present, my uncle and aunt Corlys and Rhaenys, Queen Alicent who will represent my sick father, my dear sister and her husband.

My heart sinks thinking of Daemon and Leana, they should be there, but I know that my cousin is waiting and that Daemon prefers to keep her in Pentos and then leave for Drithmark, I don't blame him, he takes care of her wife and would not want her to have any worries during her pregnancy which is admirable.

-Princess, are you up?

Talyssa opens the door, peeking her head in then smiles when she sees me sitting with a dreamy smile on my face.

-Happy ? Talyssa asks, sitting down next to me.

Her long red hair is held in a bun and her blue eyes shine, she is as happy as me, she is happy for me. She opens her arms and I fall into them, she strokes my hair while humming.

-Are you ready for the big trip? -I'll be on Dragon's back, Nightmares will quickly catch up with the boat, it won't be that long. -I speak of your long journey to the North, Nymeria.

The gentleness of his tone makes me nervous and happy at the same time, for three moons I prepared for my marriage to my new life in the North, but never, never have I felt so uncertain, I am sure of my choice but I'm scared.

-I'm ready, even if I'm a little scared. Will the Nordiens accept me? Will they be afraid of my dragon? And this heir thing.

I want children, but the labor is what scares me the most, my mother died from it, my grandmother died from it, it’s something that runs in our family.

-Everything will go well, Nymeria, you will see. Talyssa reassures me

I nod, slowly detaching myself from her.

-Okay, we need to prepare you for the long journey that awaits us.

I hide my mocking expression when I hear her, which earns her a frown.

-What ?

-You're the one who has to get ready, you're going up with me, remember?

Talyssa turns white, becoming as pale as a worm, I burst out laughing at her decomposition before getting up to head towards the bath that my ladies are preparing. The steam rises in the room and I shiver with pure pleasure as I slide in, savoring the heat on my body.

I don't do anything, everyone takes care of me, even Rhaenyra comes to help me in my preparation, she takes seriously her role as eldest nurturing me and making me laugh. I put on my riding boots that go perfectly with my black riding outfit and my side cape in the red colors of my House. A dragon head brooch sits in my braided hairstyle and another on my outfit.

-You have grown so much, Nymeria. Rhaenyra whispers as she finishes my braids

-Look who says that, I laugh and she does too

The wedding, Daemon and Leana, the noises of the court, everything changed her and made her mature building the folds on her forehead. She understood that even if she was named heir, she would have to fight for her throne and her place. And I will always be by her side no matter what happens.

-You are so pretty, he doesn't realize how lucky he is. She smiled, placing her hands on my shoulders.

-Oh I think he knows, I frown, I hope.

She laughs, shaking her head before helping me get up, her purple gaze turns to find my sword on my table with my compass, a gift from my uncle who never left me.

-He should be there, remarks Rhaenyra, I know he would like to be there for you.

The lack of Daemon will be felt for both of us, for her because they are linked by the same flame, for me because Daemon is my greatest confidant.

-He sent me a gift. I respond by going towards the package

Ser Erryck took it to me yesterday, I didn't open it I wanted to wait until the wedding day. The emotion touches my heart when I caress the package.

-Shall we open it? Rhaenyra asks curiously.

I smile wistfully putting down the package to look at my sister. I know she's curious about what Daemon bought me but that's between him and me.

-On my wedding day I will open it.

-It won't be long. Rhae grumbles and I burst out laughing

There is a knock at the door and my sister turns to give permission to enter, Talyssa stands up after folding the last item of clothing, Ser Erryck pokes his head in and we all greet him, my heart sinking a little when his gaze passes over me.

The love he has for me is just impossible to live with, my sister, may the Gods help her, is already in this kind of relationship and I can't attract problems while she can have them.

-Yes Ser? I ask with a shy smile -Departure is coming soon Princess, your father wants you in his apartments.

I nod following him as Rhae and Talyssa order the servants to take the packages leaving after me to head towards the Dragonpit. In the corridors I can hear Alicent's children bickering in the big court. Except for my little sister, I won't miss them.

-I hope everything goes well in the North Princess. Smiled Ser Erryck

-Well you'll be there to see it. I smile as I stand in front of my father's door

Ser Erryck's body goes rigid and he tenses with guilt on his face.

-What is happening ? I ask with apprehension

He looks away and my breath catches, don't tell me he's not coming? He cannot stay here, he is my knight, my shield, he swore to me, only me or the King can free him from his commitment.

-I will not follow you to the North. He confesses and my heart bleeds immediately

-I did not authorize you to leave your post, Ser Erryck. My voice trembles as I say it

He sighs visibly embarrassed and refuses to look at me, I don't like it when he doesn't look at me, I don't like it when his gaze doesn't find mine. He has always been my most faithful companion and my friend.

-You will be the Lady of Winterfell, your husband will be your knight, the King and Queen, I tense, have asked that I stay for Prince Aegon.

I close my eyes, a tear rolling down my cheek, by the Seven, why do I have to separate from him? Alicent took Cole under her wings and now she takes Ser Erryck for her son. Is this provocation?

-I'm sorry Princess Nymeria, it was an honor to serve you. He bow and I let go of more than one tear

Without him expecting it, I rush towards him and hug him, wanting to stay like that as long as possible.

-Thank you for everything Ser, I will not forget you, I will send you a raven every Moon, I promise.

Stunned by my gesture, he hesitates to hug me back but decides to do so, crumpling the fabric of my riding outfit.

- Your adventure begins Princess Nymeria, be happy.

He gently separates from me, his hand comes to caress my cheek and wipe my tears, then he walks away, knocks on the door and announces me. I breathe through my nose looking melancholy at his silhouette, my father under the influence of Alicent sent him for Aegon, I dare to believe that he will be a little happy since his twin is also in the service of this kid.

-Enter my daughter.

I enter the room, standing in front of my father. He sits at his table with ancient Valyria before him, his work that he cherishes so much. I approach with my hands clasped in front of me, my father's tired but happy smile warms my heart, he gets up to walk towards me, but I stop him coming towards him, taking his hands and sitting down in front of him. him.

-You are so beautiful my daughter, the portrait of your mother. My father caresses my hand with a shy smile on his face

At the mention of my mother, my hand twitches in hers, it's a subject we've never talked about.

-I don't know what to tell you, he admits, you were so close to your mother, very little to me, he sighs, I wish she was there to say the right words to you.

Heading towards Dragonpit my father's words loop in my mind, he killed my mother and regrets but now we are left with nothing but tears. My mother would have loved to see this wedding, sick or not, she would have come to the North, she would have prepared me and she would have loved Cregan.

When I arrive my concerns disappear when I see Talyssa pale in front of the grandeur of Syrax, the golden dragon growls with happiness seeing Rhaenyra in riding gear with a bag hanging on her dragon's seal.

-Where is Nightmares? I ask my sister taking Talyssa by the hand

-Gone to steal, he's coming. I suppose.

Rhaenyra mounts her dragon which lets out a roar of pure pleasure which makes Talyssa jump, her face disfigured with fear as the dragon advances towards us. I don't move, squeezing her hand in mine to reassure myself, and I almost burst out laughing when she lets out a horrified cry at the powerful arrival of Nightmares.

Nightmares roars at Syrax, his hiss mixed with a loud growl almost makes me think of Caraxes. My dragon's head flies over mine, fearlessly confronting that of my sister. I automatically turn towards him to stroke his white scales so he can feel my warmth. Once done, he lowers himself towards me, his blue gaze in mine, his pupils becoming tender.

-Hello big guy, I’m glad to see you. I simper while caressing his neck

Talyssa nearly falls into the palms several times, standing between two dragons my best friend and lady-in-waiting frantically taps her foot on the ground from stress.

-I see we've already put the seal on you, I pull Talyssa towards me while talking to my dragon, look who's traveling with us.

Talyssa turns pale when she meets my dragon's gaze, he moves his head towards her, his fangs coming out to intimidate her.

-By the Seven, Talyssa swears in fear, I feel like a lamb offered to die.

I burst out laughing, stroking Talyssa's hand before bringing her to my dragon, he pulls his head back a little before gently bringing it back towards us, my best friend's fingers relax on the warm scales of my dragon.

-Oh… Talyssa marvels as our hands caress him

Her mouth forms a perfect O as she marvels at my dragon's reaction. After ten minutes of petting it, I take Talyssa towards the seal, using the stool I manage to climb on my dragon before offering my hand to my lady in waiting.

Nightmares groans as he feels both of us on top of him, he shakes his head as I secure our feet in the spears so we don't slip.

-Hold on to me, Talyssa. I command her and she clings to me like someone clinging to their life

I smile when I feel it, holding tightly to the front of my seal, Nightmares roars with happiness before hastily following Syrax who goes towards the end of the cliff without worrying about the guardians.

My blood pulses in my veins when I see Syrax let go of the cliff to fly away, Talyssa screams seeing that Nightmares does not slow down and does not open its wings to take off. Excitement shakes my body as we fall off the cliff. Talyssa screams as she holds me and I scream with joy as I feel the wind against my face.

In a minute Nightmares opens its wings and we hover in the air, the dragon kicks its wings to return to cloud level, Talyssa still holds me tight, my eyes probably closed.

-You can open your eyes Talyssa. -Are we stabilized? she asks scared -We always have been. I sigh, rolling my eyes to the sky

Then she slowly opens her eyes and an “oh” escapes her mouth when she looks down. Port-Réal is magnificent from below, life in the capital is more enjoyable from above. The wind is undoubtedly blowing our hair, I order my dragon to climb higher, above the clouds. Nightmares roared as he obeyed, we quickly caught up to Syrax and flew lightly alongside him.

-At this speed, we will quickly join the royal boats! Talyssa screams so I can hear her

-That's for sure, I respond, quickly stroking Nightmares, let's not waste time.

Giving Nightmares a little pressure I order him to go faster. And we speed through the clouds, heading north where my fiancé is.

The sea wind blows on my skin, and I breathe deeply while in front of me, the sun begins to hide behind the horizon. Nightmares dips his wings in the water of the Grelotte Sea, Syrax sends us fresh water while repeating his gesture which wakes up Talyssa. She had fallen asleep against my back and I did not wake her because the trip was quite long for her.

-We're going to catch up with the boats, they're right ahead! Scream Rhaenyra

Indeed I can see the emblems of House Targaryen in front of me, the black and red colors fluttering in the wind. I caress my dragon's ribs preparing to pick up the pace. We arrive at the port, and undoubtedly the Royal carriage has already been on the road for a few hours.

Nightmares hisses before rising towards the clouds Syrax follows him, growling behind him because of his speed gain. As I suspected, the boats have docked for a while, some of the carriages are now leaving. My gaze marvels at the beauty of the North, the fresh wind is different from that of the capital, the landscape is so different, more picturesque, less Royal and arrogant than in the South.

-The North is so beautiful. Talyssa whispers behind me

I can only confirm his words, Nightmares also seems to like it because he roars while gaining more speed, the roar must have probably alerted the inhabitants below and I laugh imagining their reactions.

Our two dragons are flying towards Winterfell, the center of the North, we pass over the woods, we fly over lakes, meadows, villages, and I just want to fly above the Wall.

-The carriages! Rhaenyra Scream

Indeed, they are just below us forming a long caravan, and my heart is beating hard. We're coming to Winterfell, we're coming to Cregan, I'm getting married.

My hands become clammy around the seal, my cheeks flush, and my heart races my dragon. Before us slowly appears the castle of Winterfell, I could cry with stress and excitement seeing the flags of House Stark. The Wolves float in the air and Talyssa caresses my waist to relax.

My heart beats in my throat as I lead Nightmares downward, bringing us out of the clouds, his arrival noticed by all as he roars, his large wings activate the wind. The residents gathered on both sides of the road look up to the sky, completely frightened by our two dragons roaring in front of them. My pride grows when I see their gaze fixed on the power of my House and makes me even prouder.

-That's wonderful ! I scream while discovering my future home

We fly over the ramparts, the inhabitants of the castle shout when they see us, and my heart races when I see Cregan below. My gaze stays on him and I'm sure his gaze is on mine.

-Another tour? asks Rhaenyra, completely captivated.

A roar surprises us and we see my aunt Rhaenys and my sister's husband, Leanor, arriving in front of us on their dragons Meraxes and Seasmoke.

The dragons pass each other while flying, undoubtedly providing an incredible and frightening spectacle when viewed from below. Meraxes roars at my dragon who likes to annoy him. My aunt calms her down by caressing her and smiling quickly at me. Talyssa is about to faint. Not wanting her to fall I walk away from the group of dragons, heading towards the large courtyard of the castle. Nightmares reigns in terror, its great wings kicking up dust, its legs and weight shaking the ground, and its roar makes onlookers recoil.

-Gevis. (beauty) I whisper to Nightmares to calm him down

My dragon shakes its head as it rises to roar one last time announcing my arrival. My dragon calms down by showing his fangs a little, he goes down and I go down first, helping Talyssa who is a little dizzy.

-We welcome, shouted the valet, the arrival of Lady Talyssa of Pentos and Princess Nymeria Targaryen, second born of King Viserys and the late Queen Aemma Targaryen!

When my name is announced, my whole body tenses up, fear, stress, and excitement becoming one inside me. Behind me Talyssa follows me looking straight ahead, forcing herself not to look around her.

When I stand in front of Cregan, my cheeks turn red. He is handsome, incredible even, he is dressed in black, his large coat on his shoulders, its attachment being the symbol of a Giant Wolf. He is impeccable, and I am coming out of a long dragon flight, my hair disheveled, wearing an outfit that is expensive but still a riding outfit. Great Nymeria print. I scold myself

-Welcome, Princess Nymeria, Lady Talyssa. Hi Cregan with a bow

After his gesture, everyone around him bows, clearly embarrassing me, I allow them to stand up. Once done, a smile floats on his face and I remove my glove, subsequently holding out my hand so that he can kiss it, he feels it trembling in his and caresses it with his thumb, discreetly moistening it. lips before kissing him. My whole body burns, my neck becomes hot and I fight not to look away when he sensually looks back at me.

May the Gods have pity on me!

-Thank you for your welcome, Lord Cregan. I respond by taking my hand back

-Princess, may I introduce you to my sister, Sara Snow.

Snow? A bastard, I say to myself automatically, my eyes wander over the young girl and I smile at her warmly. She has long black hair like Cregan, her cheeks are red from the cold and two black beads represent her irises. It's true that she looks like him, so when she approaches to bow to me I see the apprehension in her eyes and in Cregan's. They must think I would look down on him, that's what any nobleman would do.

I prove to them that I'm not just any noble and that I don't put anyone down by taking her hands and hugging them. My gesture surprises everyone and the crowd starts whispering behind my back. As if sensing my discomfort, Nightmares roared menacingly, instantly calming the crowd.

-I'm happy to meet you. I respond with a big smile

She returns my smile by stretching her apple-red lips.

-Me too Princess.

Night has fallen in the North, the party in our honor is still going on in the great hall of the castle when I decide to slip away and head towards the walls. I hug my fur around me blowing cold wind while observing the scenery.

The dragons are housed in a cave a few kilometers from the castle, I wonder if Nightmares is feeling well, if he's not cold or something. Then my thoughts wander to Cregan and our marriage. Tomorrow I will be married under the Old Gods, the Gods of the Children of the Forest, before a Heart Tree.

The Queen who arrived shortly after me will be the representative of the high crown, my sister the heiress and her in-laws accompanying her, but not Daemon. I sigh as I think about it, clutching his gift to my chest.

-It’s cold Princess, why aren’t you inside?

I turn around hearing Cregan's warm voice behind me, he walks towards me holding his fur close to him. I smile at him shyly, feeling this dragon fire in me when our gazes are detailed.

-I was observing the night, I answer, looking at my gift.

Cregan's gaze lowers to what I hold in my hands, inviting me to present it to me.

-It's a gift from my uncle Daemon. He apologized because he couldn't be at the wedding because my cousin Leana is expecting his child, so he sent me this gift.

-And you don’t open it? Ask Cregan

I sigh, turning towards the night, clutching the package to me.

-I prefer to open it tomorrow, this gift represents the sole presence of my uncle.

Cregan gently caresses my arm and I smile at him, willingly accepting his caress, he speaks in a low voice.

-Does your uncle mean a lot to you?

A dreamy smile floats on my lips thinking of him.

-Indeed, he is like a father to me, my father figure, when the King wasn't looking after me, Daemon was there, teaching me the language of Valyria, my history, helping me claim my dragon , flying with me, encouraging me in my quest to travel.

Daemon was everything Viserys couldn't be, and I wish he were there to take me to Cregan tomorrow instead of Leanor.

-I'm sorry the Prince can't come, Nymeria. Sighs Cregan pulling me towards him

I let myself fall into his embrace, sighing as I finally feel him against me, his body warmth is all I need, and when his gloved hand comes to caress the back of my neck my heart goes crazy. The nostalgia I had when thinking of my uncle evaporates, giving way to the gentleness and love of Cregan.

-I missed you. I confess hiding in his chest

A soft laugh shakes her and I vibrate under her.

-I missed you too, woman.

I lightly tap his chest with a fake annoyed look on my face.

-I'm not your wife yet Cregan, I reply with a mocking smile, wait until tomorrow evening to call me that.

His amused face disappears and becomes playful and seductive when he brings his lips to mine, my hands tremble against me when I feel let him rub his nose against mine, his two-tone irises in mine.

-Oh, but that’s all I’m waiting for, Princess. Smiled the Wolf, showing his canines

My heart soars when I realize that it refers to our wedding night, our bedtime. My cheeks, my neck, my body become as hot as fire, as red as blood. I look away, prey to strong carnal emotion.

-This is terribly inappropriate. I whisper in a low voice

Cregan's laughter bursts into the night making it less silent and I smile stupidly as I feel him bring me to him, his chest vibrating with joy at my back, his chin above my gray head.

-To my sweet Princess, I can’t wait to call you mine.

[perkypeony]

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Nanami Kento x reader

You are looking at the variety of quiche and croissants, your mouth watering at how good they look. You feel a presence beside you, and as you decide to ignore him, you feel his cursed energy. You can see from the corner of your eye that it is a blond man with a sharp jawline and a perfectly tailored grey suit. You revert your attention to the food in front of you and finally pick a pistachio raspberry croissant and a caramelized onion and mushroom quiche.

You make your way to the counter, waiting behind the blond man. You watch the man pay for a sandwich and suddenly a piece of memory sparks in your head. This man reminds you of your friend, Nanami.

"Only now have you come to find me?" Nanami had scoffed at you, who came to him with eyes puffy from crying. You usually hung out with the second-years, and knowing Satoru, he would tease you to no end, sometimes making you cry. And the times include today. He always said it wasn't his fault you had such a soft heart.

You definitely wanted to spend time with your classmate, but sometimes he acted so cold that you thought he wanted to be left alone. At last, you ended up closer to your seniors, finding them more friendly and warm.

"What do you mean? Are you mad at me?" you had questioned him.

"No. I'm just annoyed that you only come to find me when you're feeling sad or having a problem," he explained.

"I'm sorry if you feel ignored. But it's you who didn't seem to like my company," you replied, not wanting to lose.

"Maybe it's my fault. I'm suck at expressing my feelings," he said before leaving you alone in the hallway.

You couldn't stop thinking about what had happened. Did you fail to realize how much he needed you? Especially after Haibara's death, it was only you two left. Maybe you should spend more time with him after this. Deep down, you hoped he would say he was jealous instead of annoyed.

"Y/N?" You snap back to reality when you hear someone call your name. It's the man in front of you. You can't believe your eyes. Is this man Nanami? Wait, he is indeed your friend, Nanami Kento!

"Ken? You've changed a lot." You can't help but examine his new appearance. How could he be so different now? Not in a bad way, but in a really good way. His emo boy hairstyle is gone, replaced with a very neat-looking 7:3 hairstyle, somewhat similar to his cursed technique. The next thing that catches your eye is his grey suit with a blue dress shirt and yellow tie. It's the first time you see him in a suit, and you can't deny how hot he looks. Are you seriously fangirling over him now? It's not your fault he looks so handsome.

"Y/N, are you okay?" he calls you. A blush creeps on your cheek when you realize that you had been caught shamelessly staring at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's been almost two years since we last met," you reply as you place your tray on the counter. The cashier then tells you the price, and as you're about to open your purse, Nanami offers to pay for you. You politely decline, but he ignores you and continues to pay for your croissant and quiche. Not only he is hot, but he's also a gentleman! You can feel your heart skip a beat.

"Thanks, Ken," you say as both of you walk out of the bakery.

"No problem."

"Do you still use the same phone number?" you ask because he's no longer active in the group chat. You once considered texting him privately, but you were too shy, plus you didn't know what to talk about. But you can't lie that you didn't miss him.

"Yes, feel free to text me if you need help with anything."

"Okay. So, how's work?"

"Just fine. Nothing great about it. How about you? Any interesting missions lately?"

"I just had a special grade mission three days ago. But of course, there was Satoru to supervise me. And he ended up saving my ass too," you chuckle at the memory of the mission. At first, you were annoyed that the higher-ups wanted Satoru to go with you, but after the mission, you were relieved that he was there. If not for him, you wouldn't have had the opportunity to see this brand-new and smoking-hot Nanami.

"I still remember his annoying face and his terrible jokes. By the way, are you free this weekend? Maybe we could go out for lunch. There's a lot to catch up on."

Oh my god! Yes, yes, yes! You can't believe Nanami just asked you out! Since when is he the type to catch up with other people's lives? Not that you care to begin with. What you only care about is that he asked you out!

[sullyfortress]

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·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Ep. 2 ‘Relatives’

It was finally your day off! Congratulations, you should be happy, shouldn't you? Oh! It's true, you have nothing to do.

You didn't feel like starting or resuming any hobby, you weren't planning to do anything productive and your 'friends' didn't want to go out with you (because they did have important things to do...).

Sunday, today was a boring and insipid Sunday. You had just returned to school after vacation, in which you covered both shifts in the cafeteria, you didn't work every day and they paid you more so it was a win win, however you got so used to that routine that now your life felt meaningless. (you exaggerate).

You had been lying in your bed since...well, since you opened your eyes? Ha…today was an ordinary day, TOO ordinary. The bed seemed to have turned into stone, your cell phone bored you just by looking at it from afar and the entertainment channels didn't even entertain you.

While you complained in your extremely overacted suffering your stomach growled, it had not touched food since last night and it was agonizing. You grumbled; You didn't feel like cooking, you doubted there was even anything decent in the fridge, you didn't want to wait for a delivery man for 30 minutes, "maybe starving wouldn't be so bad," you thought, however, almost like a divine sign an idea came to your mind.

The Tatarasuna store was a kind of independent convenience store. It was two or three blocks from your condo complex, there were more stores around of course, but at the Tatarasuna store the service was nicer. It was a family store so the atmosphere there was warmer, whoever was serving was always kind to you, sometimes you would just go to chat under the pretext of buying something...as you probably would now.

You knew all the people in charge of that store very well and although you felt affection towards everyone, it could be said that you had your favorites. As soon as you opened the door, the bell above it jingled, making whoever was arranging some things on one of the shelves turn towards you.

—With that hair and seeing you from behind, I could swear it was your grandfather…if you weren't so short—.

The boy in front of you chuckled.

—Hello to you too, Y/N—.

What you had said was a joke, you could bet that you would recognize that white hair, that reddish strand that matched his eyes, the same hairstyle as always and that calming aura that surrounded him from miles away.

You just watched him as he approached you, when he was in front of you, he placed his hand on your head and smiled. It's getting hot right? Yes…it shows on your face.

—Hey Kaz—.

—Hmm?—.

—What temperature are we at?—.

The white-haired man looked at his cell phone screen for a few seconds and then answered.

—Uhmm 15° Celsius, why?—.

—I think I'm sick—.

You said as you squeezed your cheeks together. Kazuha saw you and put his hand on your forehead.

—Yes…your face is boiling—.

—Do you think some tea will make me feel better? I think so, where is the tea?—.

You said as you walked around the store, looking towards the shelf where the teas were supposed to be.

—About that…We don’t have—.

—But yesterday there was—.

—Haha yes, but there’s no more—.

He said, that despite saying it with a giggle, it seemed that just remembering the mysterious event gave a glimpse of a gloomy expression on his face, which made you laugh, but since you are an incredible person and a wonderful friend, you decided to take it seriously.

—…What happened? Did someone came to rob?—.

—Something like that…—.

Suddenly, the door to the store opened somewhat abruptly, revealing the most unfriendly individual you have ever had the misfortune of meeting, carrying in his arms an exaggerated (truly exaggerated) number of boxes of different types of tea. already open.

The faces of the three showed displeasure. You for running into your (somewhat) annoying coworker. Kazuha because the person who had arrived in question was the tea thief, and the blue-haired boy... well.

—I tried all Kazuha, all of them! And do you know what I discovered?—.

—That you are inconsiderate?—.

—No, aside—.

Kazuha sighed heavily, while you just watched with your arms crossed, the bluenette had not even noticed your presence.

—They're all rubbish! I mean how hard is it to make good tea? But what can I expect from this if the poor quality can be seen from the packaging…—.

The boy seemed to be able to continue babbling non-stop, fortunately, Kazuha stopped him.

—Sigh…Scara, if you haven't noticed, I have clients who didn't get what they needed because of you—.

—Ok, so?—.

—You are unbelievable—.

—Ha, thanks—.

—It wasn't a compliment—.

—Ok, fuck you—.

Kazuha took the tea boxes from his hands and walked with them towards the counter so you followed him, however a voice stopped you.

—And who are you?—.

WHAT? Did he not recognize you?!. You looked at him in disbelief. Normally you are a fairly mature person, very aware of your emotions, however sometimes you had to take a deep breath and say:

—What do you care?—.

Scara snorted and rolled his eyes, but as if he had mercy on you, he didn't say anything else and just stared at you and Kazuha while leaning against the door frame.

—What are you going to do with the tea boxes?—

—Hmm, they're basically full but I can't sell them because they're already open...I'll probably keep them here for when I want to have a something to drink—.

—Can I take one?—

—Huh? Are you sure?—.

—Yeah, do you have jasmine tea?—.

—Hmm, I think so, wait—.

While Kazuha was looking through the boxes for the one you wanted, you couldn't help but side-eye at the boy who was watching the both of you with amusement.

—And where do you know him from?—.

You whispered to your friend.

—Hmm? Who, Scara?—.

He whispered back to what you nodded.

—Ahh…he's my cousin or something—.

—What?!-.

—I found it! Jasmine tea, here—.

He held out the box to you, which you grabbed automatically since you were too shocked to think about what you had just heard.

—Your cousin? Where did you get him from or what?—.

You had known Kazuha since childhood, he has been your best friend since…well forever?, you spent too much time together so it was strange that you didn't know someone from his family.

—Why are y’all whispering so much? You’re talking about me, right?—.

Scara watched them with a raised brow and his arms crossed. Although his appearance could look intimidating, he actually said it in a calm and somewhat mocking manner.

—I'll explain it to you at school—.

Kazuha said, handing you the box and saying goodbye to you. Kicking people out seemed to run in the family.

You didn't protest and went home instead, you didn't feel bad or anything anymore. So you really took the tea for nothing, but since they didn't charge you for it you weren't complaining.

When you got home, you made yourself some tea and fell into bed, still thinking.

—…His cousin, ugh, out of all people?!—.

That's it, end of the chapter teehee :P

Fun fact: Kazuha and Y/N had been friends since they were 7 y/o. They passed most of their time on the playground or watching cartoons in Kazuha’s house. Their favorite show was Pucca.

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A/N:

-This took just two nights to be written but it took me like A WEEK to think in something interesting to write on it lol

-Starting for now I’ll add fun facts about the characters and their relationships at the end of each chapter so y’all can know them better >///<

—Moonヽ(^‥^=ゞ). ミ★

[melishade]

Number 5?

This ask game

Peaceful Timeline. Maria's first words.

Ymir couldn't stop staring at Maria. The one year old rested beside her in bed. Her chubby fists rested next to her head, and there were moments in her sleep when she kicked her tiny feet. Ymir rested on her side, and her hand rested atop of her daughter's stomach. She was well rested. No signs of discomfort or crying. The thought of Maria getting sick again still scares her half to death. And so young, she couldn't tell any of them what was wrong with her. They would have to guess it, and hopefully get it right. She couldn't talk to them at all.

Ymir grew sullen at that. Right, talking.

She had heard whispers in the village whenever she was with Solveig, asking if Maria was mute, and if she was even going to talk with a mute mother. It made her feel incompetent. She could talk. It just hurt her throat to do so. It was the one thing her new found power couldn't seem to fix. Even though she regained her tongue, her throat still felt like it burned from all the alcohol she was forced to guzzle.

It wasn't even her fault that she ended up like this. Why did the villagers have to judge her so cruelly? At least Solveig was still kind to her. The old woman had actually asked if Maria was deaf. She was clearly not mute, with all of her consistent babbles and shrill cries. But Optimus was able to run some tests and determine Maria was not deaf, nor blind. She was completely healthy.

The herbalist did say that Maria should start saying simple words soon, and recommended that she prompted Maria to say words through repetition. If Ymir wanted Maria to call her 'mother', then repeating that phrase or something similar would help.

Ymir sighed. But she didn't have the confidence or strength to speak so loudly. If anything, it was always Optimus to who spoke to Maria and told her stories to lull her to sleep. There was the possibility that Maria's first words would be his name. Optimus was always gentle and kind. Maria would no doubt say his name first. Maybe a shortened version of it. 'Optimus' seems like a mouthful for a baby.

Would she say Megatron's name first? The thought of that....genuinely made her feel frustrated. She actually didn't want Maria's first words to be Megatron's name. Despite being with them for over a year, she still found herself holding some grudge against him for the way he treated her with contempt and even jealously. She's been observing him for a while now; she's seen his expressions of envy. Sure, he's grown and has changed, but...she was still feeling some doubt about him staying.

She was certain if Optimus wasn't here, or if something bad happened to him, Megatron would leave her and Maria alone to fend for themselves. She could protect Maria, but she could never raise her on her own. She needed help and guidance.

Ymir scooted closer to her daughter and whispered in her ear. "Ma...ma..." Nothing happened, so she repeated the phrase a few more times before her throat got sore. Maybe it was selfish, but Optimus was helping her relearn that there was nothing wrong with being selfish from time to time. So her selfish act right now was to make sure her first words were 'Mama.'

A few weeks did past, and Ymir would whisper 'Mama' in her ear a few times a day, but nothing happened. She continued to babble and cry and giggle like any other child, but she didn't speak. It hurt her. It made her feel worse than she already did. She followed Solveig's advice but she still didn't say her first words. She didn't say 'Mama'. She still was wordless. Ymir snapped out of her thoughts when she heard Maria cooing in her arms. The baby reached out towards her and tried to grab her hair to chew it. Her child's chubby hands had forced her to change her hairstyle. Her hair was now tied in a low ponytail; however, some of that hair still hung out along with her bangs. She thought about whispering 'Mama' to her right then and there, but...she was certain that it wasn't going to work.

"Hello, Ymir," Optimus greeted as he approached the cabin in his bipedal mode. Ymir couldn't help but smile as he kneeled down towards them, but the smile lessened when she saw Maria captivated by the sight of Optimus. She reached out to him, wanting to touch him, but the Prime transformed into his alt mode and activated his human form. Maria seemed to be searching for the massive lumbering beast just before her, but Optimus reached out to her with those human hands, and she latched onto them with excitement.

"Do you wish for me to attend to her?" Optimus asked Ymir. Ymir nodded in response. She felt a little tired taking care of Maria and attending to the garden sounded nice. It was one of the few things she genuinely enjoyed doing under the Eldian Empire. She used her hands to help food grow and provide assistance to those who needed it. She felt needed and competent.

The woman handed Maria over to the Prime, and he ever-so-gently cradled her daughter to his chest. Ymir heard the rustling of bushes and looked behind Optimus to see Megatron's human form stumbling out of the forest, holding a dead goose in his hands. However, it was clear that the kill wasn't clean, since there was blood and feathers all over him.

"Megatron, what happened?" Optimus asked him.

"I don't want to talk about it," the other titan seethed.

"You look a mess, and there is blood everywhere," Optimus noted.

"Thank you for pointing out the obvious!" Megatron yelled as he stepped forward.

Ymir sighed in defeat as the two continued to argue, no doubt about Megatron's unclean kill not being safe around Maria, considering all the bacteria and viruses it might contain. At least, that was how Optimus explained it to her. Those two, they always seemed to argue over trivial things. She wished she could understand them, but she knew she never would be. They have known each other for a long time and would continue to know each other long after she was gone.

Ymir walked down the steps of the cabin and past Megatron, heading towards the side of the house where the garden was. The mother was unaware that her daughter was trying to reach out towards her. Maybe the villagers were right, maybe she was unfit to be a mother. She wasn't even sure if she wanted to have Maria. Finding out she was pregnant with no real place to call home at the time terrified her. She was scared, and she consistently needed help in order to get by. It felt like she was never able to do things on her own. Optimus was always better at this than she was. She-!

"Ma!" Ymir paused and the ramblings of Optimus and Megatron's conversation stopped. She snapped her head towards the child in Optimus' arms trying to reach out to her. Both Optimus and Megatron both looking equally bewildered.

"That's...a new one," Megatron remarked slowly.

"Ma!" Maria seemed to cry out louder, "Mama!"

Ymir ran back to Maria, and Optimus quickly handed her over to the mother.

"Ma...ma?" It almost sounded like a question, but she wanted her to repeat it. Please repeat it.

"Mama!" she giggled and tried and failed to clap her hands. But it was enough. Ymir happily planted kisses all over Maria's forehead, her daughter seemingly whining in discomfort. She rubbed her cheek against her daughter's, ignoring the two titans that were staring at her. She was reminded of their presence when Optimus placed a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him, and saw a small smile that was no doubt of pride.

"Is there anything that I can assist you with?" Optimus asked her.

Ymir nodded and pointed to the garden on the side of the house. The two walked over there together, ignoring Megatron in that moment. But the former warlord was still rather stunned. It barely said a word. He was certain it wasn't even a word. It was slang of some kind, but Optimus and Ymir were praising the child like it made such a massive accomplishment. He supposed Cybertronians are fast when it comes to picking up speech, but humans were so slow.

Megatron looked down at the bloodied goose and his own disheveled appearance. He...supposed he was rather slow when it came to learning about this world. He was just frustrated with that blasted bird for its consistent pecking that he had gone overboard with the kill.

(So someone did ask me #25, but the rest is open for free game.)

[linabirb]

Go ahead, Lina, talk about why you like Rollo. I need a reminder on why he's the best ever :DD

SORRY FOR A LATE REPLY AURORA I GOT HOME A FEW HOURS AGO AND NEEDED TO REST and the power went out while i was typing this. why is this world so rollophobic

warning for lots of rambling under the cut!

first of all, his design.

"haha funny boy with a bowl cut and a huge hat" virgin vs "literally the most fun design to draw" chad. yes i'm the second one.

of course his design is heavily inspired by his counterpart but i just love it a lot! i really like the colors (some of them lowkey remind me of a bi flag JDKDLSLSL) of his outfit and i like how the color of his hair and his eye color look with them!

i actually disagree with people who say that he'd look better with longer hair or a more detailed/"unique" hairstyle bc i think in that case his design would feel very overwhelming? meanwhile here it looks much more balanced! when i draw him, it feels really nice bc i don't have to do much when it comes to his hair, i can just focus on the outfit! (though i had to get used to drawing his hairstyle, bc my art style is just. floofy hair.. soft hair..)

speaking of his hair..

I'M STILL NOT OVER HIM HAVING MORE MESSY-LOOKING HAIR AND EVEN HAVING AN AHOGE. I'M STILL INSANE ABOUT IT THIS IS SO CUTE. i've talked about it with my other friends and i hc that his hair is like that simply bc he wears a hat most of the time and.. yeah, your hair can become like that after you wear a hat. and like, maybe his hair has no choice but to look like that no matter how much he tries to take care of it and make it look better, so he also tries to hide it with his hat HDJKDKSLD.

also, i find it so funny how on some images it looks like he has really bad dark circles, meanwhile on other images you can clearly see that he wears makeup, so here's my rollo headcanon number 420 (i have so many of them. so many. literally about any topic. i am going insane): rollo tries to hide his dark circles with makeup, but fails miserably and he's really bad at it and nobody has a heart to tell him that he's actually not really doing a good job.

HIS CHIBI VERSION IS SO. SQUISHING AND BITING HIM. WHAT'S THAT EVIL SMILE FOR. YOU SILLY GOOFY MAN

now, his personality.

HE'S SO. SIFGHDHJFBDFBHDJNDVFDNM!!!!!! i love how rollo isn't just a "cold and emotionless anime guy". HE HAS EMOTIONS!! HE HAS SO MANY OF THEM!!! LITERALLY THE WHOLE MASQUERADE EVENT CAN BE A METAPHOR FOR EXPRESSING ALL THE FEELINGS YOU HAD REPRESSED FOR SO MANY YEARS AND ENDING UP DOING SO IN A WAY THAT'S HARMFUL FOR OTHERS (and probably you).

okay, i've said it before in my other post (the ask game one) but the fact that he's literally one of the few characters (if not the only one) who actually says that yuu must feel weird being the only magicless student and that it can be very scary and tiring. man. and like, when everyone has to split up into groups, rollo is the only one who asks what yuu will be doing. i could try my best to not go "this man is in love with them" at least for a second, but no, this man is in love with them. "oh it's only because they're magicless" shut up. so what if it IS because they're magicless. what if yuu is so pure to him, nobody can touch them. what if he wants to protect them from magic users. rolloyuu can either be the cutest and softest ship ever or they can be the most toxic ship BUT IN A GOOD WAY. IN A WAY THAT MAKES YOU GO "waittttt 👀👀👀 that's kinda. that's kinda. hold on a minute" LIKE YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYINGGGGGG. all variations of rolloyuu are good. all of them. his ghost room voicelines are also so. it's like, even if he's studying at nrc currently, you can clearly see that he still has favoritism for yuu. it really feels like he sees them as the only "good" student here. it feels like he's a little bit more.. um.. maybe he's more of a tsundere now, since now he knows that yuu likes magic? such as him being surprised when yuu shows him that they want to be friends with him and thinking that it's all just some kind of evil scheme and then being shocked that they're just genuinely nice and saying that it just makes everything even worse. OTOME GAME LOVE INTEREST BEHAVIOR. and him also kinda scolding them for "asking for a present" from him but then saying that birthdays really are important and that he hopes he won't disappoint them with his present. man. m a n. AND HIS OTHER VOICELINES STILL MENTION HIM FEELING SORRY FOR MC AND SAYING THAT THEY CAN ALWAYS RELY ON HIM AND ANYWAY ROLLOYUU ARE MARRIED-

but i should go back to the topic of his personality! you know what makes me insane. it's that rollo, no matter how hard he tries to look like this serious and organized person who has everything under control is canonically a dork in the most affectionate way. HIS FLYING LESSONS VOICELINES ARE SO FUNNY. the fact that he goes "WHY WON'T THIS THING LISTEN TO MEEEEE" when it's not working out, but when everything is fine, he immediately goes "oh, it's quite simple actually"?? i'm going to kiss you on the mouth, you idiot SJKDKDLSLS. he's also canonically a horse girl, which makes sense bc of his counterpart, but also HORSE GIRL ROLLO REAL. i need his lab coat sr. or at least let him take alchemy classes with his current card i want to know what he'll say.

his battle voicelines are so cool, i'm literally obsessed with them. HE LITERALLY SAYS THAT HE HAS UNFINISHED BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF AFTER BEATING UP SOME GUYS. HOW COOL IS THAT. some of his voicelines totally didn't make me giggle and kick my feet. totally. don't look at me. me reading "good, how obedient" and "it seems you still desire punishment" and choking on my tea

also i love how his vignette exceeded my expectations and didn't just make me go "i love him <3", it made me go "i need to take care of him, i need to give him a blanket, i need to force him to go to sleep when he needs it, i need to kiss his stupid face, i need to tell him that he's enough-". like what do you mean he eats the exact same things (and not just food, but also the exact amount of it) for lunch and i'm pretty sure he does the same with breakfast and dinner. what do you mean he wakes up BEFORE SUNLIGHT to clean the bell and the gargoyles. what do you mean he likes the bell of salvation (yes, i'm sticking to fan translations) because "it rings when it's supposed to", meaning that he likes predictable things and things that he "already knows" (i think you can say that it's also implied in one of his voicelines where he can't understand why mc is "acting so familiar with him". they're being unpredictable. it's too hard for him to understand them.) what do you mean even when he knows that it will be easier/more convenient for him to do something different, he still does it the same way that he always does. i need him to go to therapy, this man has at least one mental illness and i'm like 100% sure that he's neurodivergent. (i've said it so many times on discord but he's ocd-coded. i say that as someone who has ocd. that's it. i do so many of the things that he does, it actually was a little uncomfortable (but also validating) to read his vignette, i was like "?? DUDE?? PLEASE?? PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW UNHEALTHY IT IS?? wait i don't have a right to say that". the bit where he says that he eats the exact same foods to "avoid unnecessary desires" especially reminded me of my own behavior, because my brain often makes me stop taking care of my needs because "otherwise the Bad Stuff will happen". but i won't go into detail)

also i like how he's loved by literally all nbc students?? say whatever you want, call him manipulative and all that, but it takes hard work to make people like you and admire you and rollo is definitely hardworking.

now, his role in the story. sure, him and idia have very similar backstories, but rollo's past resonates with me much more, because i really wish we had more characters that express their grief and other negative emotions as anger. of course, some people cry, some people isolate themselves, some people become afraid of everything, but in those cases those characters are usually portrayed as sympathetic, meanwhile those who want to punch people, want to fight back, want to scream and yell at everyone, often get portrayed as unsympathetic, scary or even abusive and toxic or just evil. which is.. not good. not good at all. anger is a valid and understandable emotion and it's actually good to be angry about things. i actually was shocked when my therapist told me that i SHOULD "bite and scratch people more" (as i've said it myself) right after i was describing to her how easy it is for me to get angry we also found out that it's actually one of my alters' doing and i was like "i sound like some kind of monster don't i". so it's really nice and actually kinda healing to see him just steal everyone's magic, set the town on fire (with flowers, but whatever) and still hate magic and not really getting a redemption arc. it's okay, he'll get there someday. him immediately starting to sob the moment he remembered what happened to his brother also broke me.

however, there is one tinyyyy problem with his backstory, though that's just me, probably. you see, idia blaming himself for what happened to ortho was more.. i wouldn't say understandable, but it makes sense story-wise. he really was involved in it, even if it really wasn't his fault and he was only a child, i can still see why he'd blame himself. but in rollo's case, him secretly blaming himself.. doesn't really make sense to me? i mean, his brother just wanted to show him his magic, sure, rollo could blame himself for just standing and not being able to help him, but.. i don't know, it just feels a little bit weaker to me. so when the story goes "hey, look at him, he's blaming the magic users for not saving his brother, when he actually thinks it's his fault"! i'm like ". okay. what do you want me to do. do you want me to give him a hug and tell him that it really wasn't his fault." like, according to him, other mages really couldn't help and they ignored him, so what do you want me to do?? do you want me to point at him and go "HAHA SO IT REALLY IS YOUR FAULT"?? i'm not gonna do that!!

also, the thing is that rollo isn't selfish at all. i don't think he thinks that highly of himself. i actually bet that his self-esteem is horrible. when idia tells rollo that rollo wasn't trying to save other people, but he actually wanted to save himself, rollo is genuinely confused and can't believe it and idia himself says that it looks like rollo really did think that he was doing it for others. and even if he secretly wanted to do it for himself, i don't think him saying that he wants to save others and end their suffering is selfish. and he also says that he'd love to lose his magic too and he doesn't like using his magic.

his parents also being worried about him and making sure he's fine in the vignette also breaks my heart.

soooo yeah! that's all i can think of right now, but of course, there's most likely much more, my brain is just a little tired, haha.

maybe none of this makes sense and i'm just biased and i'm projecting, but who cares. at least i'm having fun.

if you've read all of this, thank you and congrats! have a pic of my croissant plushie (+ a bnuuy!!) :)

[mysticarts]

Do you have any fun facts abt your OC's? (Any Fandom would do.)

Have a good day/Night! :)

OHHHHH YEAHHHH THIS GONNA BE A LONNNNG POST.

So I have a lot of LMK ocs, like a A LOT. Some I never even introduced on this blog yet. And I know some people may even forget some of my LMK ocs. So imma draw some of the OC's introduced in the past. So let's start!-

LMK OCS:

Jingwei

Jingwei here is Aroace! She never really liked the idea of romance in her head.

Jingwei is Hui Ying and Tai's grandmother! (She found a way to make their father without doing sexual reproduction)

Jingwei is a actual person in Chinese mythology, being transformed into a goddess after dying by drowning, and Transfroms into a bird to try and fill up the sea! (This oc of Jingwei still does that, but does have breaks once and a while)

Absolute Fashion Icon. Jingwei loves fashion. She loves dresses, she loves the pretty hairstyles and crowns, she loves Absolutely anything girly.

When Jingwei died and became a goddess, she was only fifteen years old. Because of this, most Celestials never took her seriously except the workers assigned to her and Chang'e

Due to dying by drowning in the sea, Jingwei regularly cuts her hair short because with long hair, Jingwei can feel the weight holding her down, and Jingwei hates that feeling.

Jingwei was Peng's NUMBER 1 HATER since the moment she saw him. She saw his arrogance and wasn't vibing with it.

Daiyu

(first pic is younger Daiyu, second pic is Daiyu during the LMK series)

Daiyu is literally a shadow. Like, her body is made up of shadows, sometimes when feeling extreme emotions parts of her body turn into shadows. Most of the time it's her hair.

Daiyu was created by the Chinese God Xuanwu. Xuanwu wanted more workers and maids, so he made people out of shadows, Daiyu was one of these many people

Daiyu was actually taken away from Xuanwu at a young age, as Xuanwu noticed that Daiyu would make a great soilder, so He sent Daiyu away to properly train and become a soilder for the Celestial realm.

For most of Daiyu's life after becoming a soilder, was to protecting the Mother of the West. She graduated as she kid, and spent her teenage years protecting the mother, she never really had a proper childhood. Although she stopped being a guard for the Mother of the West when she was chosen for an important quest with Jingwei and one other.

Daiyu has a lot of battle scars. I mean A LOT of them. But she takes extreme pride in them, She'd tell stories of her battles to more younger kids.

Due to being raised as a child Solider, Daiyu never got to experience feminine things, or enjoy them. Daiyu does try to be more Feminie, but she still feels a bit uncomfortable whenever she is. Jingwei helps her with that though!

Daiyu is Macaque's mother! (Suprise!)

Tai

Doesn't like physical touch much. Despite Hui Ying trying to hug Tai sometimes, Tai usually dosent hug or touch anyone, and that extends to family. He usually leaves or makes things for people tp show his affection.

Absolutely loves animals. He protects them with his life. Especially Cats and Dogs. He loves those two animals the most. That's why he usually helps out at the local pet adoption center.

Weird enough, Tai loves classical music. He knew how to play the cello really well at one point, but due to his teachers shaming him for it, he quit. The only time Tai ever pulls out his Cello now is when Hui Ying is sad.

Tai, lucky for him, got his mother's powers, which involve light. Because of this, Tai can sometimes be a menace, turning invisible and pranking people.

Tai was rather taught not to express or show his feelings. He was basically shoved Toxic masculinity since he was a kid. Tai would have been a much bigger jerk if Hui Ying and his dad didn't encourage him to speak his mind and to be himself.

Hui Ying

Funny enough, Hui is terrified of animals. Especially dogs. No one really knows why, but she just is. Tai is trying to make her get rid of that fear however

Hui Ying like her grandmother, absolutely loves Fashion. She loves dresses styling her hair, and all the girly stuff. But also Hui Ying likes to sneak around and be rebellious once in a blue moon.

You know in Tai and Hui's design they have the sun and moon tattoos on their arms? Yeah well, they didn't get those willingly. When they both hit puberty and their powers got heightened, they got those tattoos. However, while Tai's Tattos where celebrated, Hui Ying got reprimanded for them, as the other Celestial Maidens stated that it was a sign of impurity.

Hui Ying usually would hide her tattoos, but when she arrived down to the Mortal realm with Tai to live with Yujin, she would show her tattoos as a attempt to fit in. Luckily enough, it did work.

Loves music! However, unlike her brother, Hui Ying likes Jazz more than classical!

Yujin

Yujin is biologically related to PIF, being her younger sister. Yujin did look a lot like PIF when younger and in past designs, but she grew more into her own person.

Yujin, as you all know, had a emperor as a husband. Until her husband died, leaving her to rule his empire alone. And due to them not having children, Yujin's Husband's bloodline ended.

As much as Yujin loves dresses, her royal duties require her to be outside and walking around a lot. Because of this, Yujin has more pants in her wardrobe than dresses.

You know the horns Yujin has in her design? Yeah, that's her royal crown. It was a gift from DBK, as Yujin was friends with DBK since she was a teen.

Due to committing Several Felonies as a teen, Yujin got kicked out of the Celestial realm, becoming a human. However, Yujin kept on traveling with friends until she found immortality.

before Redson had the Sahmadi Fire, Yujin was the holder of it. However due to Yujin not having a child, the power was passed onto the nest blood relative who had a child, which was PIF's family. Let's just say Yujin cried for hours when she found out.

If you're wondering why Yujin never had a child, it's because she's infertile. She's rather sensitive about the topic, because she always wanted to birth and raise a child.

Shuimu!

Shuimu has amnesia, she totally forgot who she was before Tai and Hui Ying freed her from her prison. However, her body remembers. So whenever Shuimu eats noodles, no matter how good they are, she'll throw it up.

Sometimes Shuimu is afraid to talk or that she can't due to being chained underwater by her mouth for millennia. Sometimes even Shuimu dosent know why.

Shuimu feels very uncomfortable around Wukong. Again, her mind may not remember what happened, but her body does. So of course you're gonna feel uncomfortable when the guy who chained you is by you.

Shuimu dosent really know affection, as she never experiences it. That's why whenever she gets treated with affection, she gets suspicious.

Even though Shuimu is close to Hui, she's also a pretty close friend to Tai on his own terms. Tai would usually teach Shuimu about the modern world.

Ling!

Ling, like her father, has tattoos on her arms! But instead of moon motif, it's waves. However, Ling dosent take pride in this, and regularly uses Glamour to hide them.

Ling loves diving, even at the local beach, she'll wear a normal suit, hop into the water, and not come back up until a few hours later. This is because Ling can breath underwater!

Has a personal vendetta against her magic. Ling refuses to use her magic, and relies on potions and her smarts for combat. Ling is pretty physically strong to!

A professional honor roll student. Ling always had straight A's since grade seven. This isn't because of her parents pressure. Ling strives for good grades to make herself proud, to make herself feel accomplished as to avoid the feeling of loneliness

That's not all of my LMK ocs, but I haven't finished the other ocs lore yet, so yall will have to wait!

So, onto Lackadaisy!

Carmen!

Absolutely a hopeless Romantic. You'll never find more of a hopeless romantic and a hypewoman than Carmen. She'll always support you!

No filter, unless if speaking in German counts. If something happens that Carmen called out, she won't hesitate to say: I TOLD YOU SO!

Funny enough, Carmen dosent like chocolate much! She prefers vanilla flavors over chocolates.

Carmen is a daddy's girl, she loves spending time with her dad it makes her happy. Without her dad, Carmen would probably not know how to weild a gun!

In a sequel series when Nia is a full fledged adult.......Carmen's dead. The reason why? It depends if Carmen ever gets a lover/shipped with someone: Either Childbirth or getting killed by a gang when she tried to protect Nia.

Avis

Avis has a small amount of Japanese heritage in her, but her parents hid it as much as possible.

Avis loves anything with Carmel In it. It's one of the main reasons why she named Carmen, 'Carmen'

Avis's Maiden last name was Parr

Elias taught Avis how to weild a gun, just wanting to make sure she's safe. Little did he know that the same gun used to teach Avis was the same gun involved in her death (ooooo lore :D)

HAS THE MOST STRONGEST LOUISIANA ACCENT IN HISTORY!

Thatll be all! Be free to ask more questions!

[matenrou-fan]

Interrupted make out session

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

femreader, slightly NSFW, kissing, reader being a brat

Hitoya (684 words), Samatoki (610 words), Ichiro (686 words)

Hitoya:

You walk into his law firm, it was almost lunch break. You notice that there's no clients today, usually all corridor was full of people who's need a consultation or something like that.

You gently smile to his secretary, who's was sitting in corridor. She already know who are you cause it wasn't your first visit to your boyfriend's work, so she didn't stop you when you gently knock on the door of Hitoya's office and then get inside.

"Having a easy day today, are you?" - you chuckle as he look at you from his paperwork. He sigh as he take a cup of coffee and drink a little.

"Absolutely not. I need to finish all this stuff to the end of the day so I decided to not take any appointment today.." - he groan tiredly and then rolled back from his table as you get closer, letting you sit in his laps.

You visit him sometimes to check is everything alright or bring him lunch if he forget it's in a hurry in the morning, so it was usual for you to spend some time with him, sitting on his laps or sometimes right in his table, as he let himself have a little break from work, paying some attention to you. But today you was quite playful, and his concentrated face look so hot as he keep looking at some documents as one of his arms resting on your back. You can't help yourself but leans closer, your arms roaming around his chest as you kiss him on the lips. Just quick simple kiss, but very passionate one. As soon as you feel both of his arms around you waist, holding you firmly you immediately pull away as suddenly as get closer before, leaving Hitoya with half-opened mouth. He smirks, looking at the door for a moment and then grab your hips, pulling you closer to him.

"You can be such a tease, huh? Knowing that I need to work but still decide to play around and be such a bratty girl.." he groans as he kiss you, his tongue a little bit bitter after coffee. You whine, resting your arms around his neck, wishes to run your fingers through his gray soft curls but you knew it very well that he would scold you after to mess with his hairstyle.

You push your chest to his own, feeling as your heartbeat become more faster. His grip on your thigh become more tight, his other hand cupping your breast softly as you whine a little. But your little sounds just makes him more passionate, he wants to force more moans from you as he began to unbotton your bloose.

But you also wants to tease him, wondering how far he will push things, so you try to lean your hips closer to his crotch. Wave of goosebumps run through your body as you hear him groaning right into your lips and -

Knock knock.

You gasp and shrug, pulling away and look at Hitoya with surprised expression. He was kinda embarrassed too, still breath heavily as he try to fix his tie quickly. He clear his throat as he say with a little bit trembling tone:

"Wait a second, please.." - the look that he give you as you get up from his laps make you shiver.

"You should probably go home now, or I will never get my work done.." - you giggle a little and kiss him quickly as goodbye and walk to the door, fixing your skirt and bloose as you go.

On the other side of the door was standing his secretary with phone in her arms, she's quickly run into office, telling your boyfriend that one of his clients need something really quickly.

He sigh as he followed you with his eyes, smirking, and take a phone. When you exit a building and was on your way to home you receive a text from his number:

"I will be at home in 19 P.M. Be a good girl and wait for me, I'm willing to continue our little play.."

Samatoki:

He hates to bring you to his Yakuza's hideout, thinking it's not a place for someone as precious and valuable as you. But he needed to finish some business here on yours way to cafe, where you planning a date together, so here you are. Sitting in his office, waiting for him. You wasn't scared or something, knowing there's two guardians standing in front of the door, you just was a little bit bored, wondering how long it takes to wait.

Suddenly, you hear a footsteps and Samatoki walk inside, a little bit annoyed. You jump from your place, getting closer to him and looking him right in the eyes. As soon as he meet your cute face his gaze softened and he whisper, hugging you.

"Sorry, babe, we need to wait a little bit more, okay..?" - he caress your hair and you furrow your brows trying to act like you actually mad.

"Huh? Then we will play a little bit right here.." - you smirk as he sit on his black couch, looking at you a little bit confused. But as soon as you sit on his laps, your hands in his hair, he scoff.

"Not here, brat, we can't-" - you silent him with hot kiss, almost instantly pushing your tongue in his mouth. He groan a little bit surprised but accept your game, pulling you closer to himself, his grip on your waist quickly become more firm as he slowly moves his hand down to your hips. You shouldn't have worn this cute little skirt today as now Samatoki can put his arms under short fabric.

"What a foolish girl, you think you can be in charge?" - he scoff at your blushing face, seeing as you whimpering under his touches. His big hands cupping your ass under you clothes, cold skin of his fingers feel so good at your warm thighs, it's make you tremble and squirm in anticipation. He continue to kiss you roughly, groaning when you try to bite his bottom lip playfully.

As you can feel his breath become more heavier and his fingers slowly tugging waistband of your underwear, you-

"Boss..! We are-" - you didn't hear the end of sentence as you get so scared of being caught that you almost fall down from Samatoki's laps, but he caught you, you can feel his arm trembling a little as he hold you waist and try to fix your skirt.

But you was lucky, as his subordinates just knock on the door, screaming through it. Samatoki get up with annoyed and embarrassed look as you continue to sit in couch, trying to catch you breath. But then he grab your arm, pulling you closer to himself.

"Come one, they tell that everything is done. I just need to check up something and we can go" - his voice a little bit husky as you two walk to the door, he quickly tell to one of his man to walk you to his car, as he finish everything.

While you was sitting in his car with a little smirk on you face, you was wondering how he will act now. After some time when you almost calm down you notice as he get closer to the car, open the door roughly and get on driver's seat. He get the car ready with such impatient look, as he didn't even talk with you. Only when he start driving and you noticed that he drive far away from the needed place, he scoff.

"Fuck this stupid cafe, babe. I have much more interesting plans for you now, as someone sure need a proper lesson for messing with me like that..."

Ichiro:

You two just having a cute little date in his house, as he wants to show you one if his favorite anime. Everything was so soft and gentle, as you two cuddles together in couch in his living room, all alone. It was rare when you two have some quiet time like that, without his little brothers fighting with each other (and sometimes a little bit with you) for Ichiro's attention, so you really want to use this opportunity for something more.. interesting.

You can't say that anime was bad but as soon as it's ends you quickly get on his laps, already a little bit inpatient.

"So, what do you think? Is it good?" - poor Ichiro didn't even notice your playful look and you chuckle, your arms around his shoulder as you slowly play with his shirt, touching his collarbone lightly.

"I think you look really cute when you're so passionate about something, darling" - you purr, luring him to a soft kiss that sooner become a hot and messy one, as Ichiro moans into you mouth, surprised.

He pull back, panting softly, his cheeks become so red as he look at you completely embarrassed, still a little bit shy to show his affection. He gulp as his trembling hands quickly find their way to your waist, he looks at you with silent question in his eyes. You chuckle, his needy but shy eyes make him look lika a little puppy. You nod slightly and he immediately pull you closer, whimpering in anticipation, this time he start kissing you first, messy playing with your tongue in your mouth, you can feel light taste of his favourite soda. He keeps whining a little during kiss, showing just how much he wanted to do this too. You was sure that today you will be in control, as you can't help but always want to dominant him a little, but..

You gasp surprised when you feel his arms move to your chest, cupping it softly. As you look up at him with blush on your cheeks, Ichiro smirks, trying act cool.

"What's wrong? Let me be in charge. I want to show you today my more.. dirty side.." - he whisper as he start squeeze your breast, his fingers around your nipples. Even through clothes his movements makes you shiver and he noticed that, his light smirk turns into smuggy one as he stop teasing you breast for a second, just to crawl his hands under your T-shirt. You moan as you felt his warm hands so close and decided to pay back. Slowly moving from his chest to his waist, and then you quickly put your hands under his shirt, roaming around his abs greedy. His skin so warm, almost hot, as you play with him, slightly touching his belt.

He whimper a little, kissing you again, so passionate and needy, you wonder if you finally will be able to bring your relationship on another level. You smirks to your own thoughts and choose to take a chance, as one of you hands slowly get closer to his crotch, you can feel as his hips trembling a little, when you-

"Hey, Ichi-ni, we finally get back..!"

You gasp and quickly pull away, hearing a footsteps in corridor. Ichiro whine a little, but slowly let you go, trying to sit down more comfortable as his arms resting on his laps so his brothers will not see just how much he enjoy his private time with you.

"Oh, so s/o also here.." - Jiro scoff, clearly showing how disappointed he is - "And I just wanted to talk with you about this new game, Ichiro, brother..!"

"Aren't you two should do your homework anyways?" - Ichiro furrow his brows, turning on his big brother mode. He talk with Jiro and Saburo a little, giving few task for them as he say that he will walk you home now.

But as soon as you two go outside, he grab your hand, looking at you completely embarrassed.

"Can I stay for a while in your house..? I.. I think we should continue what we started.."

[psychopasss4]

Dir. Shiotani PPP interview

Q&A with the Director Shiotani on 6/15/2023.

For reference, I know y'all had read this couple of times as it has been distributed and discussed online 😁����

[Eng.Trans.]

1. What are your hobbies for the weapons that appear?→Is Assault Dominator a hobby of the director? There were three variations of the assault type before the final design. I'm looking forward to the completion of (Kaiser's Dominator).

2. Is there a window in the criminal division room?→It was originally there. It was hidden by holo wallpaper, but Akane cut it out to create a healthy and refreshing space.

3. Was General always in the north?→ Jack Daw and Vixon only appear in the second half. That's it.

4. What was the reaction of the first staff member to Dango Chika?→I thought about putting it in a movie, but decided against it. I like this hairstyle because it looks the cleanest.

5. The story of the three archangels (Michael, Raphael, Gabriel)→ Raphael is the high-altitude communication equipment, Michael is the mobile weapon, and Gabriel is the land weapon that was also in Aso, and it also appeared in SS3.

6. Doesn't the person who was shot feel pain?→It hurts. Kogami also hurts. But I'm used to it. It's not that it doesn't hurt.

7. Is the room before going to the holo room similar to the one in John Wick?→The place where Kai and Kogami fought is inside an attraction similar to the Great Kumamoto Exhibition.

8. Who are the Japanese other than Tonami from Peace Breaker?→It disappeared.

9. General's startup sound is good.→ Mr. Koyama did a really great job in the effects department.

10. What about the whiskey on the desk in Kogami's room?→ Offering a glass to Saiga.

11. The meaning of the broken mirror.→Search for "Russia" and "hand mirror".

12. The room in the last scene?→This is Vermilion's room. Let's all look at Akane crying (I vaguely remember).

13. About Bokamoso→ There was a clear intention in making his Bokamoso look like that (skin color, etc.). thus! I asked for that visual. Maybe you'll hate me? Same as Kai.

14. Why was the anechoic chamber room number 4?→ That's what it means.

15. Why did the doctor use Saiga as a bait?→PROVIDENCE series of unfortunate accidents. He thought he was safe because Saiga was in an isolation facility and couldn't go outside.

16. Did AI try to obtain a body before or after Sibyl?→The timing is about the same. I made it with great irony. Sarcasm towards humans.

17. Why does Kasei stare at Yabuki in the scene regarding the right to investigate the Grozlang?→Good, let's chew the dried squid (nuance).

18. It was evening when Akane entered Saiga's room, but the clock in the room said 23:41?→Confirm.

19. What is the sunflower pattern on the carpet in Saiga's room?→It has meaning. Please chew on the flower language of sunflowers.

20. Is it intentional that the setting sun shines through the hole in the cross in the Yabuki Room?→ That's right.

21. Why does Frederica admire Yabuki?→Yabuki was the one who picked up her and elevated her to that position. The person Frederica is talking to at the end of SS3 is Yabuki.

22. Doesn't Yabuki look like Superintendent Wong from Infernal Affairs?→It's similar. Because that's where I modeled it.

23. Whose crime coefficient ↑ 300 belongs to when Vermilion points Dominator at you on the rooftop?→Things of light.

24. What is the meaning of the expression that Takumi gives Atsushi?→ ``That was a tough mission,'' he said. Let's think.

25. Is there any meaning in Kai putting down his rifle or throwing his pistol?→It means that you are aware of it. It's a code that says they don't have the will to fight that hard.

26. (About the tumbler with vermilion illustrations)→I'm still drinking sweet tea. Please let Shu's head cool down. To the fullest. Kogami in the back? That's two sides of the same coin.I want a tumbler that changes Ginoza's hairstyle depending on the temperature.

27. I like the way Frederica's hair swings.→It's about the assault type. I am particular about it.

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[myobsessionsspace]

Everyone’s Journey Isn’t The Same

A bit of a long one...

Do we really understand when they say ‘Love Yourself’?

We don’t have rights to their actions. We don’t have rights to their musical expressions, we don’t have rights to their relationships or friendships. We don’t have rights to how the present themselves or any of the above.

Social media has been all over the place with the most recent release and with the Tannie’s movements.

The Tannies have always been open with us (to an extent). When there is a deviation it causes A LOT of conversation.

The Tannies are known for giving sweet posts or pictures letting us know they will journey safely or have returned safely, so we question and have multiples conversations when they don’t.

They are known to host lives together when they are with each other, so we question and have multiples conversations when they don’t.

They are known to talk about each other and not shy away from mentioning each other’s names, so we question and have multiples conversations when they don’t.

They drew fans/ARMY in with their multi layered lyrics and multi layered music videos, so we question and have multiples conversations when they don’t.

They are known to send silent messages of support to local brands, brands that support causes and charities, brands with messages they align with but can’t be more vocal about, so we question and have multiples conversations when they don’t.

Due to all of the above mentioned and more, it’s understandable then that as fans, we’ve put them on a pedestal.

It must be so hard for these young men. They are aware of the high standards we hold them to, they have tried their best to maintain these standards for 10+ years, as a group and individually.

Like a child who strives to live up to their parent’s expectations. A child loves to make their parents happy, they love to hear their parents praises, they love to hear their parents boast about them to other people.

But there comes a point when the child becomes an adult. When the child realises there is a whole world outside of their parents home, outside of the small circle of people concerned with how their actions represent their family, a whole world where there are people that do things for themselves and not for how it will be seen as a reflection of their family.

I’m sure many of us who went to college can talk of many kids who were ‘repressed’ at home and then when they tasted ‘freedom’ they went apesh!t, indulged in excess, then finally calmed down in sophomore year after getting it out of their system.

The Tannies have been like our children in our home and chapter 2 feels to me like their various stages of college ‘freedom’

Some of them already had their freshman experience before joining the group, they already had their ‘wild’ moments, we relished in the number of curse words and explicit lyrics RM & SUGA gave us with their initial solo endeavours. They also learned from them and had to deal with certain issues that stay with them even today, that get brought back and thrown in their faces in both a positive and negative manner.

We (the parents) still to this day want to defend our ‘children’ for their hairstyle choices, their lyric choices, their outfit choices, their immature views on relationships, gender, sexuality, the world etc.

But it is those actions that have led them, shaped them into the more rounded individuals they are today. Without those hairstyle choices, those off handed remarks, those lyrics being called out, they wouldn’t have been put in a position to learn, to speak to the right people, to study the right literature, to now advocate for what they previously didn’t understand, and most importantly to produce content that documents that growth and maturity.

The older children are doing alright, the parents can now sit back and support silently.

The younger children now start the cycle all over again. It’s now their turn to taste the ‘freshman freedom.’ They saw they older members’ journey, they saw the negatives, they knew the ‘right way’ to behave and they did.

However they never got that chance to make those ‘mistakes’ and experiences for themselves, their growth. It’s one thing to know on a surface level, but it’s another thing to experience it for yourself.

It’s nice to hear of those college experiences your family members have but it’s not the same as having your own. The benefit is you now know what places to avoid, what people to avoid etc. but you still want to live for yourself, not for your siblings, not for your parents, for you.

It’s now the younger members turn to curse unabashedly, to wear clothes not with a message or purpose, but just because they think it’s cool. It’s now their turn to live for themselves, have their actions not represent their family or their siblings, but them. They have learnt from their older members, so there will always be things they wouldn’t do or say for understanding of the ramifications. But they know how much they can do or say that they know the consequence isn’t important to them, that they know their family wouldn’t care or they would support because they’ve been there done that and KNOW them fully and completely.

Not only are we the ‘parents’ we are the ‘outsiders’ we are the ones that can say whatever we want in support or against of their actions, but it’s the siblings that they care about first, it’s the family they care about first, it’s themselves they care about first.

How can we applaud them for championing ‘Love Yourself’ if we don’t allow them to learn and LOVE THEMSELVES. If we put stipulations on what we will or won’t accept them to do in order to feel comfortable in them loving themselves.

We don’t own them, we don’t have a say in their growth, their experiences, their expression or how they live themselves.

They are taking this chapter to express themselves in different ways, the middle child may be doing this more layered and subtle, the younger child more obvious and bold.

It’s for us to watch from the sidelines, support from the background and be their for them through it all. As any parent, friend or loved one should.

If not, leave and let them be, control your own narrative, control your own actions, control your own lives and let them have control of theirs.

🖤🤍

[mykpopwire]

interview: Exploring the New Diversity and Creativity with SUPERKIND

World's first gen A-Idol, SUPERKIND, returns with the release of their new mini-album, Profiles of the Future (Λ) : 70%. This is the group’s first comeback as a full set of seven members, including both AI members; SAEJIN and SEUNG. Their group name, SUPERKIND, is an anagram of NUKE, PRID, and S. NUKE refers to members from the virtual world, and PRID refers to members from the real world. They work together towards achieving one common goal, which is to find S, which, as of now, still remains a secret to everyone.

EUGENE (left), JDV (right)

"Beam me up (2Dx3D)" is a very cool fusion song with lyrics in Korean, English, and Japanese. Can the members share what the recording process was like and if you faced any challenges with three languages?

SiO: Since this is our first mini-album with a greater number of tracks, the recording process naturally took longer than usual. Also, because we incorporated various languages, we put a lot of thought into how to infuse the unique characteristics and vibes of this language into our music, striving to make those features come to life in our songs.

Your group is a mix of AI and real people and is new to the scene. What is it like working and having fun with each other?

JDV: I find collaborating with the NUKE members to be extremely fun and fascinating because it opens up opportunities to explore various new and captivating ideas. The NUKE members have the ability to execute performances that may be outside our capabilities. For instance, in a recent performance video with SAEJIN, he attempted the iconic Spiderman move where he drops down from the ceiling. All of these visually captivating elements make this comeback even more enjoyable for me.

What quality would you like to have if you were a nuke?

EUGENE: One notable characteristic of NUKE members is their freedom when it comes to changing hairstyles, hair colours, and outfits instantly. It is a characteristic that I want to have if I were a NUKE member.

DAEMON (left), GEON (right)

How do you maintain a sense of unity within the group when you have such a unique combination of members?

DAEMON: As the leader of the group, I can say that our members are very unique and each has great abilities. The main thing is that we are not trying to synchronize perfectly but we are trying to bring out the chemistry and harmony. We respect their own abilities and try to improve as a team and try to express it better. We are not only focused on synchronizing but we are also trying to cooperate and make a good result as a team.

What are the things that make you go, "I'm so proud of myself for doing this!" for this comeback?

SiO: Starting with this comeback, we've had more opportunities to connect with our fans, Players. During my initial encounter with our fans, I was incredibly nervous and somewhat shy, making it challenging for me to engage in meaningful conversations with them. However, throughout this comeback promotional activities, including fan meet-ups and fan sign events, I've made significant progress in interacting with our fans, and I feel like I've become closer to them. In this respect, I'm proud of the improvements I've made in communicating with the Players during this comeback.

SiO

What kind of music does SUPERKIND want to pursue and be known as?

DAEMON: As SUPERKIND, we are trying many different genres of music. We choose genres that suit our concept and the worldviews that we want to show, and I think the main theme and the motto of SUPERKIND's music is diversity. So, I hope SUPERKIND to be known for the diversity and creativity in our musical styles.

As AI artists come into the K-Pop scene, what impact do you think SUPERKIND will have on AI integration within K-Pop groups?

SiO: Our group is the first to use the term "A-Idol," representing an idol group that includes both AI and human members. I believe this is one of SUPERKIND's most distinctive features. Many people still perceive AI technology as something distant and unfamiliar. However, with our group incorporating PRID, the human members, it allows us to demonstrate how we interact with NUKE members, the AI members, and convey our thoughts on this integration, showing how we all unite as a group. This helps the general public become more accustomed to the concept of AI. I hope to see more A-Idols in the future and anticipate the concept evolving over time.

SAEJIN (left), SEUNG (right)

With your unique concept, how do you imagine your concerts around the world to meet your fans?

SiO: We highly value in-person, face-to-face interactions with our fans, and that's why we make an effort to organize concerts and events in as many countries and cities as possible. We're committed to creating music that incorporates different languages to make our music accessible to people from various nations, enabling them to enjoy our songs and find solace and inspiration in our music.

While your AI concept is unique, it's certainly not your only standout quality. What do you think makes SUPERKIND different from other groups, or what do you hope for SUPERKIND to be known and remembered for, aside from having AI members?

SiO: Our commitment to continually challenging ourselves with new music and diverse genres asks for increased communication among the members and greater interaction with our fans, the Players. Each of us possesses unique strengths, and our individual musical preferences may differ, but we aim to be recognized as a group unafraid to explore a diverse musical styles and genres without limitations. Likewise, our future endeavours will remain unrestricted, and our goal is to establish ourselves as artists who boldly explore various musical realms.

Thank you DEEPSTUDIO and Helix Publicity for the invitation.

Watch SUPERKIND 'Beam me up (2Dx3D)' MV here!

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Hi friend! I was super excited to see that you dropped by. I'm interpreting two emojis to mean two separate quotes :D and I use quote liberally here, because neither of these are going to be short

The first one is from an old fic featuring Fordo being a good vod. I brought Vortex into this snippet because... when do I not look for an excuse to drag Vortex into a fic?

For all that they’re soldiers, the near-constant disquiet lurking in Vortex’s eyes is a stark reminder that there are some obstacles even Jango Fett couldn’t overcome.

Fordo prefers to have a target in front of him, himself - an enemy that has the decency to identify itself from the start. He’s never grappled with things that can’t be seen when he can avoid it; those are Jedi matters, the likes of which Fordo doesn’t have any problem ignoring so long as it’s not an imminent threat.

He doesn’t bother asking Vortex if he’s okay. In short, he’s not. His brother is fearless and cunning and strong-willed - but he’s vulnerable, too. He’s on guard far too often for one to wonder if there isn’t a reason for it.

You don’t have to protect yourself from me, Fordo wants to say. But the invitation to lower those carefully crafted shields will only drive Vortex away. It’s a complexity Fordo doesn’t fancy he’ll ever unravel, so he navigates the situation as best he can.

“I have some stuff to take care of if you want to join me,” he says. “Mission reports and the like. Nothing exciting, but I’d welcome the company.”

The answer in Vortex’s eyes is plain. The hesitation isn’t far behind. It’s almost painful, to see how clearly his brother longs to give in, only to be held back by some inhibition that isn’t entirely of his own making.

And the second is some good old-fashioned sibling stupidity courtesy of some Alpha ARCs:

“Figures that we get sent to this sort of osik’la planet,” Vortex grumbles, shaking mud from his boots with a look of disgust.

Fordo, for his part, doesn’t seem bothered. “What exactly were you expecting when you heard jungle, ner vod?”

Alpha keeps a determinedly straight face when Vortex rounds on Fordo. Some things never change, he thinks, both exasperated and amused. Vortex could only be described as volatile  even on the best of days.

“In his defense, this place isn’t all that great,” Maze remarks, ever the voice of reason.

“Ah, don’t mind him,” Alpha chips in when Fordo looks disbelieving. “He’s been cooped up at HQ for too long. Worried he’ll ruin his hairstyle or some osik.”

He dodges the incoming clod of mud with ease. Maze can play at being the level-headed one, but old habits die hard and Alpha distinctly remembers ducking a good number of makeshift projectiles that only seemed to appear when Jango’s back was turned. 

“We’ll make it up to you,” Vortex adds. “Do you prefer your nails match your armor?” His head tilts as he considers Maze, his customary brooding expression replaced with a smirk. “Then again, I’m not sure blue’s your color.” 

It’s such a departure from his usual grave intensity that the conversation stumbles to a halt. Fordo is the first to laugh; Maze levels him with a disapproving, thin-lipped stare. Vortex, entirely unrepentant, favors Alpha with a covert smile that’s gone as soon as Maze starts to turn his head.

[rize-is-writing]

Hii! I hope your matchups are still open! If so, I would like to request one for bsd and Genshin ( if you only do one per matchup then I prefer bsd ^^). (By the way, if my English is a bit bad, it’s bcs its not my first language. So sorry!)

Im an INFP, cancer, bisexual woman. I’m 5’7 (i think lol, in meters I’m 1,71m), I have purple hair in a tomboyish sidetails hairstyle and I’m a bit chubby. I am not a minor.

Usually I really try to talk to people when I first meet them, but it’s pretty hard for me because I tend to shut off in situations that I haven’t prepared myself for or where I’m not comfortable with. But when I like someone and want to be friends (or when I’m friends) with them, I’m really intense (ig I don’t know how to describe it), loud, and excited (which at times can be a bit much for people, so I tend to try and not do that a lot)

I’d like to say I’m a warm person, I love to tell stories to people and I love being around the people I love. But I really like to be on my own too, after a day with talking to people I adore to just close myself off and to do something on my own.

I like people who give the same energy that you give them back. I’m pretty sensitive with like how people give their energy back (bdkabdks idk if this makes sense) and so if someone that I just met doesn’t look happy if I’m talking to them or if they don’t really pay attention I will get really nervous and I would be scared to talk to them.

My hobbies are: Gaming, drawing and swimming. I’m super interested in animals and space, and I rlly love watching documentaries about those things ! I also really love supernatural things/shows (although I don’t believe in the supernatural)

My dislikes are: Running, sweating (it’s so gross and you get like icky from it and euehgghhhhh) people that smile to your face and then shit about you behind your back. I hate the last one the absolute most, like if you hate me then at least show it and don’t pretend to like me.

Well,, that’s all!! I hope you have an amazing day/night and thank you in advance <333

I found your match! Come to meet them, c'mon c'mon!

Give this boy all the love you have!

Atsushi might be a bit stiff at first, but don't worry! He'll warm up soon, just needs to get used to the possible attention as he isn't very used on receiving positive ones. But when he gets used to it, I'm of the opinion he becomes pretty affectionate himself, not clingy but responds well to the affection, with a hug, or kiss on the forehead or pats on the head. Who knows, who knows. Not me!

He is usually pretty quiet while you talk, but no problem! He is definitely listening. He simply wishes to listen and let you say everything you have to say, before giving his own input into it.

Also pretty understanding when you want to be left alone: as long he knows you aren't doing anything dangerous of course. He'll just check on you silently, if you feel comfortable about it! Without saying anything.

(He just gets worried easily)

But if that annoys you, Atsushi will stop of course! Your comfort is his number one priority.

I know, I know. A bit of an odd-ball, isn't she?

But hear me out!

I know her lack of expression and seriousness can be off putting at some at some level, but Shenhe isn't by any mean cold towards you: she is responsive to the attention you give her, and welcomes your energy with open arms. For the lack of expression, she makes it up with her own actions and gestures (the strong must protect the sweet, as some wise man said)

An attentive listener, can be surprisingly partecipative active in the conversation with the questions she makes about what she doesn't understand or doesn't know, pretty sincere with her lack of information, such as astronomy things. Even though she is definitely most curious about animals, knowing her own lifestyle while living into nature, so I think she'll do a lot of questions about animals that don't live in the habitat she did.

She understands better than anyone the need to stay alone for a while. Maybe she too will ask it a few times because of her situation. So she won't press on it, or check too much while that, just waiting for you to come to see her first.